#loving yourself and your gf makes you sparkle

[wis-art]

women love each other

[lovebugism]

Shy!reader who has never had a valentine and Steve who pulls out alllll the stops to make up for this—flowers, chocolate, jewelry, candles, a nice dinner, even stuff like a teddy bear and those cheesy kid valentines

happy love day <3 — steve helps his shy gf celebrate her very first valentine's day (shy!reader, established relationship, cw for brief mentions of anxiety, 1k)

Valentine’s Day afternoon is grey and gloomy, but your beaming makes up for it. You’re smiling wide and sparkling with it the second you see Steve waiting for you in the parking lot outside your work. He’d promised to pick you up, yes, but you’re always giddy at the sight of him.

“Hey, babe,” the boy greets with his own grin, crooked and perfectly pink. 

He looks all cool, leaning against the driver’s side of his car. Pristine sneakers crossed over one another, sweater sleeves pushed up to his elbows, strands of cinnamon hair draping his forehead — how are you supposed to do anything but melt for him?

“Hi,” you respond in a tinier voice, walking closer to him now. You duck your chin to your chest and peer at him through your lashes, always so painfully shy.

“Did you have a good day?”

“It was alright,” you shrug and plant yourself in front of him. The deep scent of cologne staining his shirt combines with the earthy scent of impending rain. The concoction makes you dizzy. “Kept thinking about seeing you the whole time, though.”

Your confession makes the bridge of his chiseled nose scrunch. 

“Well, that makes two of us,” he quips before revealing the bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. A small thing wrapped in pale pink tissue paper — pastel lavenders and pale baby’s breath — as pretty and delicate as you are.

You light up instantly, eyes glittering as they flit from the bushel of flowers to Steve’s proud grin. “You got me flowers?” you wonder, quiet with disbelief. You take them with a soft, trembling hand.

Steve shrugs. “‘Course I did.”

You bury your nose in the perfumed florals and flash a sheepish look over them. “No boy’s ever gotten me flowers before…”

Steve knows this. He knows you’ve never had a valentine before him — that you’ve never been with anyone the way you’ve been with him. It’s why he’s always so soft and perfectly patient with you.

“‘Cause other boys are stupid,” he says, grinning when it makes you giggle. He takes another step closer to you and smooths his warm palms over your arms. His thumbs rub gently along the outsides of your elbow. “Do you like them?”

“I love them,” you insist, smiling so wide it hurts. “They’re gonna look so pretty in my room.”

“Want me to take you home then? So you can get ready for tonight?”

Your brows pinch at his mischievous tone. “What’s tonight?”

“Dinner. I wanna take you to that fancy, new Italian place in the city.”

“Oh.” Your panic is subtle but still written all over your face. You’re not good at going out — you’re worse at trying new things. Steve’s certainly made you braver, but you’re always a little timid at heart. 

Steve knows this and assures with a soft smile, “But we don’t have to if you don’t want. It was just a suggestion.”

“I want to,” you hear yourself say.

His brows raise, visibly shocked. “You do?”

There’s something about the way he looks at you, with a glimmer in his deep brown eyes, that makes you bold. You nod once, firm and foreignly confident. “Yeah.”

Steve tries not to be too obvious about his smiling, but he wears his love for you all over his face without trying. “Then let’s go.”

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Rain beats heavy against the window of the candle-lit restaurant, a wild and delicate cadence. The flickering flame paints Steve’s smile golden while his eyes glow a shining amber. He tries to woo you like you’re not wearing the pretty dress he bought you — like you’re not wearing his initial in a pendant dangling between your breasts.

“You’re the Obi-Wan for me,” he jokes before taking a hearty bite of his steak. He chews through the mouthful and gestures with his fork. “You know. Like only one—”

“I get it,” you assure with a sickly sweet smile.

He’s been doing this for a better part of an hour. The Valentine’s Day crowd rushed in, and your waiter got your order wrong, and the whole thing spun you into a tizzy. Steve’s been trying to distract you from your nerves ever since. And it’s worked. Mostly.

“Well, you’re not laughing!” he retorts, playful in his solemnity. “That one was good— you gotta give me some credit.”

“It was,” you assure with a quiet nod. You don’t say it like you mean it, but more like you’re trying to appease him.

“Are you saying you can come up with a better one?” he teases.

You think for a moment, doe eyes flitting across the droplets sliding down the window beside you. Your glossed lips purse all pretty to the side with the weight of your pondering. A smile tugs slow at your lips when you turn back to him. “Obi-Wan Ke-bone-me.”

A laugh sputters from Steve’s mouth. As pure and innocent as sunshine. He nods with a proud, lopsided smile. “You’re right. That was way better.”

“I Obi-Want you tonight,” you follow, giggling still.

“You are on fire tonight, you know that?”

You laugh again, louder this time. Steve beams at the pretty sound and waits until you’ve scooped a too-big bite of pasta in your mouth to compliment you. “You’re so pretty…” he murmurs in a low, honeyed tone. His eyes sparkle with amber, warm and visibly fond.

You stop mid-chew to scowl. You’re too cute to look threatening — especially when you’ve got spare sauce dotted on the corner of your mouth. “Stop…” you scold after you’ve swallowed down the mouthful.

Steve laughs, loud and boyish. “You are!”

“You’re being too nice…” you grouse with your nose scrunched.

“I’m your boyfriend. I’m supposed to be nice.”

“But not this nice,” you insist, smiling despite yourself. You twirl noodles around your fork to busy your fidgeting hand. Your sheepish gaze flits from the half-empty plate to the beautiful boy in front of you. “I think you’re starting to ruin everyone else for me, Stevie…”

His chest sparkles with a warmer feeling. “Well, yeah,” he shrugs. “That was kinda the plan here, babe.”

“Was it?”

“Uh-huh,” he nods and folds his arms over the white-clothed table. He grins wide and leans in close.  His cinnamon eyes sparkle with a mixture of adoration and mischief. “You fell right into my trap.”

You smile back at him, so happy that you did.

[will1ams0n]

Tease - Leah Williamson

Summary - On holiday in Ibiza with your GF Leah Williamson and some friends. You have needs, and she wants to make your day as uncomfortable as possible…

Warning - Leah Williamson being an actual tease, sexual tension, sexual references, beginner tumblr writer post…

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You knew she knew what she was doing, and you knew that she was aware that you knew she knew. She’d been teasing you from first thing this morning.

The sun had woken you softly, coming through the open curtains as you lay next to your girlfriend who was only in boxers and a sports bra due to the heat, you however forever liking the comfort of pyjamas were in an old Arsenal training vest of hers and some old shorts. Her arm was haphazardly flung over your waist, and our legs were entwined. It was hot though, incredibly hot. The weather, as well as the sexual tension of the position whenever she’d shift her leg.

You wanted to free yourself from her grasp, longing for a cold shower to clear your mind of the racing thoughts, as well as to try and lower your temperature. You were going out today to a late breakfast with some friends, before heading to the beach together, and lastly getting hammered at a club, mostly just enjoying the time off from football and any other working commitments.

As you tried to untangle yourself her grip fastened and she pulled you back into her. Your bodies once again fitting together perfectly. You should have known she was already awake, she loved to enjoy morning cuddles. But also the ever shifting leg position should have given it away, she was teasing you.

“No” her voice said lowly, nuzzling into your neck before peppering kisses there. “Stay” she commanded and you just giggled at the feeling of her breath on your neck. She was a softy when she wanted to be, as hard as she tried to present herself, she was whipped for you. A total simp. And you loved every minute of it.

“Baby, we need to get up. Keira and Alex will be waiting for us” I said, turning around and pushing myself up onto my elbows and leaning over her. The heat of Ibiza had gotten to her also, and parts of her gorgeous blonde hair had stuck to her slightly sweaty face so I pushed them away, before kissing her briefly, watching her eyes flutter close,

“You don’t look too bad on the top you know” she just smirked in response, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and lust, I rolled my eyes laughing slightly, before she wrapped one leg around my waist and flipped us over. Her now hovering over me. The mischief gone from her eyes, only lust remaining. “But you look so much better under me” she whispers into my ear as she started her assault on my neck.

“Fuck. Le-“ I started before I got caught off by a moan escaping from my throat, and I involuntarily grabbed the back of her head, keeping her close, not wanting her to stop, but knowing in my mind we shouldn’t be starting something that we didn’t have time to finish.

Leah on the other hand was not phased, and did certainly not seem worried about the jam packed day as her hand trailed up my leg, and under my shirt before reaching their intended destination. My breath hitching as her hand brushed over my breasts.

“Baby, please” I moaned out, grabbed her face in my hands and pulling her lips onto mine in a passionate kiss. Expressing everything I want to say and ask her to do to me in it.

I shut my eyes, throwing my head back ever so slightly, and pulling her face back so she could continue her assault on my neck, when I felt her knee come into contact with my core, she shifted a few times, causing silent gasps to fall my mouth, I wanted more. I needed more. But before I could do anything about it she’d jumped off of me and was stretching widely. Letting out a huge yawn.

Now my eyes shot to the smug looking blonde who was ignoring my glare on her back as she chose her outfit for the day, as if nothing had happened, as if she was totally innocent.

“What you thinking baby” she asked turning around, showing me her black bikini, that would not cover enough skin to help my ever growing need for her touch, her taunting tone was clear,

“I’m thinking why the fuck did you stop?” I huffed, sitting up and shuffling towards her to sit at the end of the bed and she walked in between my legs, using her finger to lift my my chin,

“Because a beautiful woman reminded me that we couldn’t be late for our friends this morning” she smirked, pecking me quickly, before admiring my flushed face and lust filled eyes, “you might want to take a cold shower though” she winked, before heading back to look through her clothes. Damn her, and damn me for mentioning rushing this morning.

I grumbled, muttering complaints and annoyances at the blonde as I got up, to which she only chuckled and made the bed whilst I headed through to the shower. The coldness was refreshing at least, it was calming, however the blonde that came into the bathroom half way through, and checked me out was not. She clearly enjoyed stripping and putting on her bikini right in front of, her eyes on mine, and it did absolutely nothing to the butterflies in my lower half.

“Baby please, stop this” I whined at her, and she just laughed leaving the room. Today was going to be a long day.

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Feedback is appreciated. I don’t know how to do the ask thingy haha, and how you guys could beat communicate with me. I’m learning haha. I managed to create a master list. I was very proud of that achievement to be honest haha. Again thank you for baring with me whilst I learn.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Would you consider young Konig to be an incel like guy or just an awkward young man whose social anxiety makes it difficult for him to talk to women?

It’s awful but young recruit almost went down the full incel pipeline yes :/ He had high hopes of finally finding a girlfriend once he hit the army because soldiers get a lot of women, right? He’s not bad looking, he makes money, he’s ripped as fuck, no one bullies him now. He should either have a lovely cute girl by his side or a flock of ladies wanting to sleep with him by now!

Turns out they all look at him weird or turn their noses up at him once he starts to speak. He can’t even find a one night stand because he’s a bit too eager. Blows up most of his chances for a date because he says something filthy far too soon on those stupid dating apps he hates because they’re clearly rigged for women.

It fuels his grief even more: and like with most people, unprocessed grief turns into rage. Only, König already has loads of that... At some point he doesn’t even know if he wants a girlfriend anymore: he just wants someone to fuck (and hold close for a while before they leave him). He doesn’t believe in his chances which makes him an even lousier bf candidate, which makes women shun him even more, which makes him despise women in general even more.

That's until he meets you.

This time, the game’s changed. It’s a woman who approaches him: a woman who's adorable, sweet, and eager. You turn out to be married, yes, but König won’t say no to his first chance of getting some pussy. He likes it that you know what you want – he doesn’t have to think about whether you’re going to stand him up on a date or if some "Please go to therapy" text means you're trying to flirt with him.

You’re clearly infatuated, just like he is. You look at him with sparkling eyes when he fucks you, you make him a nice meal when he comes home (he calls your house home now, the place where he actually lives is just a flat, storage for him and his stuff), you pet his head after he’s eaten you out. You let him chase you around the house and rip your underwear to pieces, you let him bite you and carry you to bed and send you dick pics, just like a girlfriend would do! You’re only pleased when he sends you naughty texts and pics of his dick, he can tell. He can give you all the things Colonel can not (or will not): all in all, this setting works perfectly fine for him. If only he didn’t get so obsessed…

Because suddenly, you’re not just pussy to him. Suddenly, you’re not just the first girl he got to fuck. As much as he hates the Colonel, young König would swallow sharp shrapnels to get to be with you. He tells everyone at the base that he now has a girlfriend: he even shows them your picture (taken without your consent: you’re giggling and trying to cover yourself with his shirt after another rowdy session). He’s not sure if the uneasy smiles he gets are pity or jealousy (because of course everyone can see his gf is the cutest woman on Earth and also hot as hell).

He wants to call you all the time, hear your soft, shy laugh when he tells you he’s going to bully you when he gets back. Stomach full of those famous butterflies and cock twitching in his camos, he could listen to your laugh forever. If only it wasn’t for that stupid ring on your finger, König would take you to Austria to meet his mother.

[tempobaekh]

Bakugou Katsuki dating a hyper feminine fem!reader

(who is also the human embodiment of Barbie)

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x hyper-feminine!fem!freader Warnings: fluff, maybe ooc bakugou? idk, the pictures at the top DO NOT indicate how the reader looks, reader is a Barbie dolls collector idk if that should be a warning I’m not good at this, there is nothing specific body type, hair texture or skin color described Note: Since I watched the Barbie movie I have been OBSESSED with it and hyper-fixated on it, so this idea came to my mind. I am not good at writing/writing headcanons so if it's bad please don't mind it. But do let me know what I can do better in the future.

Hyper and girly gf x grumpy and anger issues bf

Or la la la and ok ok ok

That’s literally you two

Dating someone who is hyperfeminine and is literally the human embodiment of Barbie would be an interesting dynamic for Bakugou

But yknow the saying ‘opposite attracts’

First time meeting you Bakugou would be utterly baffled at first by your pink-themed wardrobe, sparkly accessories, and bubbly personality; it would be completely alien to him.

At first, he might find you overly cheerful and appearance-focused. However, over time, he would begin to appreciate your confidence, bubbly personality, and unique traits (and also your odd obsession with collecting Barbies)

He might even secretly enjoy your knack for fashion and makeup although he will never understand your obsession with the color pink

OCCASIONALLY might let you do makeup on him bc he loves you too much to say no to you

Glaring at his reflection in the hand mirror with pink eyeshadow on his eyelid “I look ridiculous.”

but will literally threaten you if you tell someone what he doesn’t know is that you secretly took a picture of him with the pink and glittery makeup

Bakugou often reluctantly let himself get dragged by you to go shopping INSISTING on holding all your bags for you walking with you like an intimidating guard dog

Yknow that tik tok trend where a girl has night walking privilege and then they show their intimidating boyfriend walking with them? Yeah that’s you guys anywhere y’all go

Will glare and almost physically get ready to fight someone if they look at you oddly or comment on your appearance

The outfit contrast is COMEDIC between you two when you guys go out

Bc like you are all pink, bows, frills, sparkle, gems, and smiley

While he is all black, in large jackets, combat boots, hunched over shoulders, and a scowl on his face

Yall definitely get looks and double check by people

He will definitely give you self-defense lessons bc even though he is always there to protect you he needs to know if there is a situation where he can’t be there to protect you which is NOT often you can defend yourself

“If I’m not there to beat up some shitty idiot, at least you can kick some ass.”

“But I thought you would always be there to be my knight in shining armor.” you would say teasingly

Gets dizzy every time he sees your closet he's dramatic bc it’s all shades of pink, glitters, frills, and sparkles 

Pointing at your high heels; “How the hell do you walk around in those death traps??”

Bakugou ALWAYS remembers every little thing about you

Like your favorite food, flower, color that is really obvious or snacks, he even remembers your favorite Barbie from your huge Barbie collection

Bakugou would struggle to express his feelings in words, but his actions would speak volumes he will go out of his way to ensure your comfort and safety, and his subtle ways of affection always make your heart flutter

Surprises you with an intimate candle-light dinner with a big bouquet of pink roses

“Don’t get used to this mushy crap, okay?” he would mutter with a small smile

And you would pinch his cheeks “Who knew you were so cheesy Katsu.”

And you appreciate his ways of showing affection 

Bakugou once surprised you with a limited-edition Barbie that you had been wanting for a while and you cried

Y'all's dates might involve a mix of Bakugou’s preferred activities and your interests/ideas

So it’s a different type of date every time and each of them more fun and sweet than the last

Bakugou uses a few different pet names to call you by:

Doll/Dollface: Bakugou, at first, used the nickname with a hint of sarcasm but it evolves into an endearing term

Barbie: While this pet name seems like an obvious choice, Bakugou playfully uses it to acknowledge your resemblance to the iconic doll

Babe: A more casual and common term

Sunshine: He uses this term to acknowledge your bright and positive personality, even if he’d never admit that you have a positive influence on his mood

Princess: Bakugou might reluctantly use this pet name when he is feeling particularly soft towards you, even if he’d never say it out loud in public might let it slip once or twice

When you heard about the Barbie movie coming out you were SO EXCITED

Talking Bakugou’s ear off about the film and begging him to come with you

He is too whipped and can never say no to you so of course he is coming with you

You already had your outfit and makeup picked out for the film and also chose a Ken outfit for Bakugou fucking imagine him in the mojo dojo casa house Ken outfit with the fur coat SKSJSKJSJ which he hesitantly wore just to make you happy

He was definitely not enjoying himself by being your Ken no definitely not

He also bought you the Margot Robbie Barbie as a gift to surprise you and you swore you fell even more for the ruby eyed man in front of you

So in conclusion Bakugou loves you a lot and will do anything for you no matter what it is or how ridiculous it is

Note: gifs, pictures, and header DOES NOT belong to me. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS!! Feedback is appreciated.

[vernons-girl]

Hello hello,

Can i get a Joshua short fic where he brought his gf to meet his parents and he feel like he fall inlove all over again seeing his gf hanging out with his parents. Like he feel so sure, that the gf is the one. Can it be super sweet and fluffy that i might need to see a dentist over how sweet it is. Like Joshua picking her up at home, see her in one piece dress that Josh bought as anniversary gift and whole ride to Hong's family house, he assuring her it will be okay. Aaaaaaaaaa i miss josh tbh 😭

the one | hong joshua

fluff,w.c:0.3k

a/n: i'm sorry if this is too short :/ i hope you'll like it tho!!

Joshua’s heart fluttered as he stood outside your place, a nervous excitement bubbling within him. He rang the doorbell, his anticipation growing with each passing second. When the door finally opened, there you stood, radiant in a one-piece dress he had carefully selected for your anniversary.

"Wow," he breathed, admiring your beauty. "You look absolutely stunning, baby."

You blushed, eyes sparkling with happiness. "Thank you, Josh. This dress is perfect, isn't it?"

He nodded. With a smile, you looped you arm through his, before making your way to Joshua's car.

As you drove towards his family's house, Joshua couldn't help but steal glances at you, his heart swelling with affection. Sensing your nervousness, he reached over and squeezed your hand reassuringly.

"Don't worry," he said softly. "My parents are going to love you. Just be yourself, and everything will be okay."

You nodded, your nerves easing slightly at his comforting words. You trusted Joshua completely, knowing that he wouldn't steer you wrong.

When you arrived at the familiar house, Joshua's parents greeted you two with warm smiles and open arms. You immediately felt enveloped in their hospitality, and Joshua couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he watched you interact with his family.

Throughout the evening, Joshua found himself falling in love with you all over again. He was captivated by the way you laughed at his father's jokes, the way you helped his mother in the kitchen, and the way you fit seamlessly into his family.

As the night drew to a close and everyone said their goodbyes, Joshua couldn't shake the feeling of certainty that washed over him. Looking into your eyes, he knew without a doubt that you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

As you drove home, hand in hand, Joshua couldn't help but feel grateful for the love you shared. With you by his side, he knew that anything was possible, and he couldn't wait to embark on this journey together, hand in hand, forever.

[starryriize]

smart cookie | shotaro

— ✧ • ˳೫˚ part of my valentine event

೫ pairing: bf!shotaro and uni gf!reader ೫ summary: your boyfriend is so proud of you so he decides to show you just how much he loves you

೫ genre/word count: fluff, slightly suggestive, comfort! 845 words!

೫ author’s note: eek i wrote this over 5 times and i like how it ended up :(( im sorry this is posted kinda late- i had uni classes :/

You weren’t used to the overwhelming praise you received after your presentation. It wasn’t that the whole auditorium was filled, or that your professor was in the front, watching you, rather it was your boyfriend’s intense stare as you slowly explained the correlation between cursive and brain stimulation. He wore a black tailored suit, which he knew you’d swoon at, but he thought the main event was you. The way the red dress accentuated your figure and made your eyes sparkle under the auditorium lights drove him crazy.

As you finished your speech and the thunderous applause subsided, he got up from his seat, making his way toward you. “That was amazing, sweetheart!” Shotaro squeals excitedly, picking you up by the waist and giving you a short spin before putting you back down. Taking his hand from your waist, he brought it up to your cheek, gently brushing it. How did he ever end up with someone so intelligent and beautiful? “No, I’m serious. That speech was amazing, much better than anything I’ve seen my peers do.”

You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, but the emotions begin to overwhelm you. The room slowly disappears as you think back to the first time you pitched your idea. No one believed in you at the time, besides your boyfriend. You feel your eyes start to water, overcome with pride at how far you've come.

“Do you mean it, Taro?” You tilt your head expectantly, looking at his face for any sign of doubt. There isn’t any. All you can see is his loving gaze and his eyes that speak a thousand words. He sighs, not an exasperated one, but one of compassion and comfort. “Yes, love. I mean every word I say. You’re incredibly talented and smarter than you think.”

He presses a small kiss on your forehead. His hand resting gently on your cheek and the other on your shoulder. “Let’s wipe your tears off, hm?” Letting his hand drop from your face, he quickly laces his fingers with yours, pulling you away from the now-empty auditorium. The university was virtually empty, the only noises that could be heard came from the soft whirring of the air conditioning units.

Walking hand in hand down the long corridors, you find yourself in a familiar place: the bathrooms. Holding the door open, he gestures to you to come in with him. You raise an eyebrow at him, “Taro- we can’t both be in the bathroom together. It’s…oh.” You trail off, seeing the sign that reads: the family bathroom. He smiles, the kind of smile you always have been melting for. Laughing, he teases, “It’s to wipe your tears off, love. Unless you’re hoping for something else.”

Smacking his arm lightly, you follow behind him, stopping in front of the mirror. Staring at your reflection, you notice your eyes were slightly puffy from tearing up earlier. Tearing the paper tissue from the dispenser, you quickly run the paper under water before dabbing at your eyes.

Your boyfriend admires you as you fix yourself up, lost in how stunning you are. He knew he was incredibly lucky to have someone as smart and as breathtaking as you in his life. Sure, other girls were there but none of them were you. Smiling, he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his head in the crook of your shoulder.

“I love you. Did I ever tell you that?” He catches your eyes in the reflection of the mirror as you sigh happily, “Yes, Taro. Yes you have.” He lets out a small giggle, and if he didn’t know any better, he’d walk you down the aisle in a heartbeat. To him, your love was like oxygen, something that he can’t live without. When he first met you, he didn’t believe in love or any of its annoying clichés, but now, all he wanted was to go through every cliché with you.

Gently, as though you were a porcelain doll, he presses a soft kiss on your neck. A part of him desperately tried to be as gentle and as slow as he could go, but he also wished to completely ravish you. You who looked too ethereal on stage, blushing at every compliment. He continued kissing your neck, moving down to your shoulder, occasionally catching your gaze in the mirror.

You were definitely no longer crying now that your boyfriend kept whispering sweet nothings in your ear and kissing your exposed shoulders. Spinning you around, he captures your lips in a burning kiss, inwardly groaning at the taste of your cherry lip gloss. As you pulled away to catch your breath, he smirks at you, pleased with how dazed he’d made you. “And here I thought I was going to cry all night.” You smile at your boyfriend, your eyes glossed over and just blissfully in love with him. He flashes a grin back at you as he leans towards your ear, whispering, “I’ll show you just how much I love you tonight.”

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Omgg hii i love love love ur page and ive been following for a while now yea😻 and i wanted to request a fic about Ran Haitani’s gf cooking something for him and he is NOT leaving her aline and it kind of a turns into a chaotic yet sweet moment🤭🤭 Its absolutely okay if u dont want to and u can just ignore this its okay i just wanted to ask anyways!!

Of course babes, I love you guys sm

Ran x reader, Chaotic but sweet love

It was always,

Hey, I got this for you.

I Thought you'd look cute in this so I got it.

Those reminded me of you so I ordered them.

It was his love language, you found yourself surrounded with gifts from Ran. He didn't twice before buying you something that made you smile. It was always worth it, the way you smiled and your eyes lit up at the sight. The way you would giggle before saying,

"Gosh, Ran, where am I gonna put all of this? I barely have space in my room. You're so adorable baby, thank you."

The way he would melt like an ice cream on a summer day, at your words. After that he'd buy you more gifts just so you can baby him and cuddle him. It was his favorite thing in the world. He loved sleeping but you know what's even better. Sleeping beside you and holding you. But, you needed to surprise him with something also. It couldn't be just him giving and never receiving any special event in return, right?

So, your first idea is to make him breakfast in bed! After sneaking out of bed, making sure to be extra quiet so as not to wake him up. You quietly sprinted to the kitchen to start on your surprise which unfortunately, didn't last long. Womp Womp

You were in the kitchen for quite some time, before Ran started to notice his empty bed and lost warmth. He moves his hand around searching for you, he huffs and puffs when he realizes he woke up in a bed without you. Throwing the covers to the side and setting up, he stretched and then it hit him, he smelled something...was something burning?

OHMYGOSH, WHAT HAPPEN I ONLY LEFT TO USE THE BATHROOM!!

Before you could do something, anything, you heard fast footsteps coming near you. You feel disappointed and downhearted when you realize what had started out as a cute surprise to repay your awesome boyfriend turned into an almost death by fire case on the news this morning.

"Y/n, what the hell is going on?" He sighed, still drowsy, as he put the fire out. He looked groggy and tired. You didn't mean to wake him up in such a bad way,

Despite your attempt to seem fine, the subtle quiver, an involuntary tremor that betrayed your underlying emotions. "Ran, I'm sorry. I just can't do anything right, can I."

That seemed to snap him out of it. With a compassionate gaze, he approached you, wrapping her arms around you in a warm, protective embrace. The world faded away as the strength of the hug conveyed both solace and understanding. In that simple gesture, words became unnecessary, and the shared warmth offered a comforting haven.

"I just wanted to make you breakfast in bed, I didn't mean to wake up in such a horrible way, I'm really sorry." You muttered as you managed to say between short breaths and sniffles.

"You're so sweet." He leaned in, your lips meeting for a swift dance, It was a quick, stolen moment filled with the electricity of shared desire.

"Do you want me to help you? Can we make it together?" He suggested, cupping your face gently and squishing your cheeks.

You nodded, rubbing your eyes and sniffling one last time.

Some time later, you've come to regret ✨cooking with ran ✨ because what you didn't realize was Ran couldn't take anything seriously.

"Y/n, catch!" Ran who was Grinning mischievously, and his eyes sparkled with cheekiness as he threw you the eggs.

'Wait, NO!" You couldn't catch them in time earning a beautiful Picasso painting on your wall made of...eggs. your eye twitches involuntarily, a tiny but visible sign of growing irritation.

"Ran, get the fuck out." your brows furrowed, and a subtle scowl etched across your face as irritation took hold and you grabbed a wooden spoon.

"I'll give you until the count of three." You threatened,

He leaned against the fridge, a playful smirk on his face,

"No ♡"

You chucked the wooden spoon, earning a laughter from ran, that echoed, injecting a playful vibe into the atmosphere, turning even the mundane into a delightful game. Your awful aim didn't grant you any luck either, as the wooden spoon hit the milk carton causing it to splatter all over the floor.

"Fucking hell, that was too good, you should've seen your face...also you're totally gonna clean this up." He deadpanned when his laughter died out.

"Kiss my ass." You instantly replied.

"Heh, sure thing baby. You do have a nice backside." He winked, receiving your raised hand with a swift and deliberate motion, of flicking him off.

[mommypieck]

🥺 If you're okay with it, can I request soft dom!Armin with a virgin gf? With a sprinkle of size kink and and daddy kink if you can

Pretty please and thank you!!

"don't get shy on me now, baby." armin says, caressing your cheeks. he presses his lips into yours again and this time he snakes his tongue into your mouth. you moan softly and you try your best to cooperate with him. armin sets his hands on your hips and carefully presses you into the bed. he crawls over you, continuing with his kisses. you mind screams at you, you wanted this with armin for so long but you own shyness never let you.

"you okay, sweetheart?" armin breaks the kiss to ask you. you nod before muttering soft, "i want go further."

"are you sure?" armin asks worriedly, but you can see the sparkle his eyes made at your comment. you nod again before pulling him into the kiss. his hands run over your body and he stops them at your boobs to massage them. you can feel your cheeks go red at his action but you let him touch you how he pleases. he opens your blouse to reveal your bra, stopping to look at you spread out under him. he curses under his breath before attaching his lips to the top of your breast, sucking and licking the flesh. you arch your back into his touch, tugging on his hair. soon both of your clothes are on the floor and his hand settles in between your legs. he draws circles on your clit, trying not to smirk at the wet slick that envelops his fingers.

"you're so wet already." he teases you before stroking over your entrance. he slowly pushes one finger in, making you hiss.

"have you ever played with yourself while thinking about me?" he asks as he hits your sweet spot. you shyly not which makes his smile even more. he adds another finger in and he focuses them on your g spot. you moan and trash all under his touch, feeling embarrassed how close you are to release.

"gonna cum?" he smirks, "gonna cum for daddy?"

this sends you into euphoria as you cum around his fingers. you don't care about the noises you make, all you can focus on is your release.

"good girl." armin whispers, kissing your forehead. he pulls his underwear down, releasing his member. you gasp a little at his size, unsure if it's gonna fit. armin senses your scared expression but calms you down with a quiet, "don't worry, sweetheart."

he settles in between your legs before carefully pushing in. you hiss at the stretch, armin's size still too huge for your body.

"almost in." he says as he slowly bottoms out. he stays still for a few moments, letting you get used to his size, before thrusting in. his thrusts are deep and slow and you feel like you're being stretched in half. armin loves the scene under him and he knows you think he's big which makes his ego blossom.

"you look so tiny under me." he says with a smile, changing his thrusts from deep to sharp. you moan out at this sudden change of rhythm and you let him use your body.

"are you about to cum?" he questions when he feels you clenching around his cock. you nod, cumming around him for the first time. your insides twitch, sending armin over the edge too. he quickly pulls out to cum on your tummy.

"good girl. you did so good for daddy. now let's clean you up."

[sooverwhitesandpinks]

Bejeweled

Ceo!Harry Styles x Gf!Reader

Inspired by Bejeweled by Taylor Swift.

Warnings: angst?, fluff at the end, alcohol consumption, i think that's all. i did proofread, just not carefully.

Word Count: 2.1K

guess who finally wrote something! sorry for the months long writer's block, hope you enjoy.

Your phone lit up where you left it on the coffee table in front of you. Keeping your thumb between the open pages of your book, you reached for the device, hoping it was a text from your boyfriend.

You couldn't help but feel disappointed when you realized it was a message from your good friend, Hannah. You weren't disappointed because of Hannah, you were upset that today was becoming another one of those days without a word from Harry.

You knew being the CEO of a major company was a lot of time and dedication, but it had been months of only seeing Harry briefly in the morning and for an hour or so before bed.

As much as you loved him, you weren't getting any of that love or attention back.

'Anya, Erin, and I are going out tonight, you should join us. We haven't seen you in forever!!!'

Hannah's message stared back at you.

She was right. You hadn't been out in forever, and it's not like Harry would miss you tonight. You two were practically coexisting at this point. You stayed cooped up in this massive penthouse, Harry spent his days in his office or at business meetings and dinners. His weekends were taken up by work or trips related to the company.

Still, did you want to go out? You wouldn't mind getting ready for something other than the grocery store.

You decided you would give Harry a chance before answering Hannah. You pressed a few buttons on your phone before bringing it to your ear.

"Hello?" Harry answered on the fourth ring.

"Hey! How's your day going?" You replied, happy to hear his voice.

"It's fine so far-" You heard him shuffle around before giving someone an instruction. "Look honey, is this important? Because I've got a lot going on and my next meeting starts in a few minutes."

"Oh," you paused for a moment. "I was just wondering if you wanted to get dinner tonight? We haven't really seen each other the past couple months."

"I've got a business dinner tonight, but feel free to order in whatever you want. You know I don't mind. Was that all?" He asked.

You took a second before answering. It was one thing to practically ignore you, but it was another to make you feel unimportant. You remember when Harry made you feel like a priority, and now your relationship had been reduced to a 'good morning' and a 'goodnight'.

"Yeah, that's all," you shook your head, a sad smile tugging at your lips.

"Alright, I'll see you this evening," Harry said.

"I wouldn't count on it. I'm going out, don't wait up," you told him before hanging up.

'I miss you guys and I definitely need a night out! Where and when should I meet you?' You texted Hannah back.

5 hours later, you stood in front of the full length mirror in your closet, running your hands down the vintage Versace mini dress you picked out for some event of Harry's but never ended up wearing.

You felt good, great even. You took a long, relaxing shower. You had a glass of wine while you did your makeup and put every hair in place. It had been so long since you put time into yourself like this, you'd forgotten what it felt like to sparkle.

You grabbed a small handbag and walked out of the large closet. As you made your way out of your bedroom and down the hall, you heard the familiar sound of Harry's keys hitting the small table by the door.

With a smirk, you stepped around the corner and into view. You pretended to hardly notice Harry's presence as you grabbed your phone off of the couch and texted Hannah that you would be leaving in a few minutes.

You heard Harry's footsteps halt as he saw you. You waited a moment before looking up at him. You glanced down at the time on your phone.

"It's only 8:15, I thought you'd be at dinner," you said nonchalantly, slipping your phone into your purse.

"I moved it up a few hours so I could get home earlier," he answered, shrugging off his suit jacket.

"Ahh," you nodded, starting to walk past him and toward the door. He gently grabbed your arm and you let him, looking up at him expectantly.

"You're still going out?" He asked, brows furrowed. For just a second, you felt bad about leaving. Then you remembered how easily he dismissed you earlier on the phone, and how easily he's dismissed you for awhile now.

"Yeah, I told Hannah and the girls that I'd meet them in a few," you replied, watching his eyes scan over your body and back up to your face, pausing on your lips.

"But I moved my meeting so I could see you," he responded, his fingers slipping from your arm to your hand. His touch felt good, you'd missed him, but he can wait another night. You finally felt like you weren't the one left hanging.

"I'm sorry, am I supposed to stay home the one time I made plans because you suddenly found a way to fit me into your tight schedule?" You tilted your head, matching his pout.

"Besides, you're seeing me now. I clean up nice, huh? I bought this dress for one of your events but it'll do for tonight."

"Honey-"

"Is this important? My ride is downstairs," you said, keeping your eyes on his. You watched it click as he realized he asked you the same thing hours ago. You raised a brow, pursing your lips.

"I guess not," he took a step back. "You look beautiful, love. Have fun tonight."

"I will," you smiled, finally walking to the door and stepping out of the house.

✨ 🪩 ✨

"I"m just a little tipsy," you slurred, holding up your thumb and pointer finger.

"Me too!" Hannah squealed, throwing her arms into the air.

Anya and Erin were still out on the dance floor, but you and Hannah were tucked into a large circle booth in the VIP section of the club.

You sat with the members of some band you'd never heard of. They were apparently a big deal. Hannah was obsessed with them and had scored herself a seat on the lead guitarist's lap.

You sat between one of their friends and the drummer, who was high out of his mind, chatting away with some other people that'd made their way up to VIP.

"You wanna dance?" Hannah asked, grinning wildly from across the table.

"Definitely," you nodded. You turned to the drummer beside you who was blocking your way out.

"Moonstone!" He smiled when you turned to him. He'd been calling you that all night, something about your aura. He referred to Hannah as Amethyst and Erin as Sapphire, you didn't catch Anya's.

"Can I squeeze past you?" You asked, pointed toward the outside of the booth.

"Of course," he nodded, nudging his friends out of the booth with him so you could get to where Hannah stood.

As soon as you were free from the table, one of your hands was grabbed by her as she dragged you down to the dance floor. Your other hand was looking at your phone for the first time all night, checking to see if Harry had said anything.

You saw two messages from him.

'I took tomorrow off. I figure we could spend the day together.'

'I miss you and I'm sorry for not making you feel as important as you are. I'll hopefully spend the rest of my life making it up to you.'

Despite the frustration you felt for months because of him, you felt a lot of relief in that moment. He did still want you. He still wanted forever with you. It wasn't something you realized you'd doubted until now.

'I hope you know I expect an apology in person too.'

You texted back. Simple enough to communicate that it will take more than a text message.

'And I'm excited to spend tomorrow with you. But I'm drunk so can we start around noon?'

You added, finally looking up from your phone as Hannah pulled you deeper into the sea of dancing people. You realized she'd located Erin and Anya.

"You still wanna dance?' Hannah shouted, starting to feel the music. You hadn't noticed it before, but it was deafeningly loud.

"Maybe just for a little while. I'm getting tired," you replied, suddenly not wanting to be anywhere but home.

"Are you okay getting home by yourself?" She asked.

"I'll just get an Uber," you shrugged. "I'll pretend to be on the phone with Harry if the driver seems shady."

"Fair enough," she laughed, turning more towards Anya and Erin.

"Bye ladies, it was fun seeing you. We gotta get lunch sometime soon," you leaned in between Erin and Anya to speak, hoping they'd hear you well enough.

The two drunk and sweaty women gave you a half hug, agreeing to lunch and wishing you a goodnight before they went back to senselessly jumping to the music.

You ordered the car as you walked to the door, only stepping outside when the app said it arrived.

The ride was short and your driver was nice enough.

As you entered your building and pressed your button on the elevator, you wondered if Harry was awake. You hadn't heard from him in almost an hour when he'd texted you to say noon was fine and to be safe.

You walked through the house, stepping out of your shoes at the door and carrying them with you to the bedroom. Harry sat up in bed, his computer in his lap as he typed away at something you were sure was work related.

"Hey Honey," he said softly as you entered, closing his laptop and setting it on his side table.

"Hey," you smiled, walking straight into the closet to change.

As you stepped out in your pajamas, Harry pulled open the covers, waiting for you to crawl in beside him.

You slipped under the duvet and dropped your head onto his lap, eyes closed. You heard him rustle around in the drawer of his nightstand before he pulled something out and closed the drawer.

You opened your eyes in time to see him pull a makeup wipe from its package.

"How was your night?" He asked, lowering the wipe to your face as he started to gently remove what was left of your makeup. It was something he used to do for you after his work events and charity galas. Or when the two of you would stumble in drunk after a night out.

"It was a lot of fun," you answered honestly. Those four or five hours were fun. You saw your friends and felt good about yourself.

"I'm glad," he replied, still brushing the wipe across your skin.

"How was yours?" You asked, genuinely curious.

"It was alright. I did a lot of thinking," he waited a bit before adding. "I missed you."

"But you didn't have to, Harry," you sighed. "I've been here the whole time, and it took me doing something for myself, for once, to get your attention."

"I'm so sorry, Honey. I've been terrible. I've just been so caught up in work and trying to land this account," he started explaining.

"I know, trust me, I do. That's why I haven't nagged you about it, but I deserve to feel like a priority, Harry. I know your work is important, but I should be too. We've been coexisting for almost two months now. We're supposed to be a team," you finally told him what's been on your mind.

"We will be, we are," he finished wiping your skin, now taking your face between his hands as he looked down at you. "You're it for me and I'm sorry for making you doubt that."

"You should be. I'm a goddamn prize, you know?" You told him with your tired tipsy rasp. You lifted yourself from his lap, sitting up to face him.

"Of course I do, Honey. You're a diamond, a pearl, a jewel," he grinned, taking your chin between his thumb and pointer finger.

"I love you," you said softly, looking into the eyes that finally felt familiar again.

"I love you too," he leaned forward, closing the short distance between you.

Masterlist

Harry Styles Masterlist

[randxmthxughts]

Heaven in Hiding - Ao'nung x Metkayina!Reader (secret dating)

summary: ao'nung and you have been hiding your relationship for some time now but there comes a moment when you want more than that

contains: aged up characters, fluff, secret dating / secret lovers trope

wc: 1.5k

a/n: finally writing for thiiis boiii, and even though i know he can be an asshole, i'm convinced that ao'nung would be soft for his gf. had to take a brief break from the tsu'tey series to write this oneshot. also ignore if this doesn't read smoothly, i wrote it in a few hours and barely edited it, but i will fix everything tomorrow

masterlist

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Ao’nung tried hard not care about the way his friends’ eyes lit up when you gently smiled at them while passing. The way he would rarely catch glimpses of you around the village, running around with fishnets and baskets, hands always occupied with work. The way you brushed the hair out of your face and kept a polite smile, working hard alongside the elders to prove your usefulness. It was only when you would lock eyes with his and give him a knowing smile, in those fleeting moments between your tasks, that his heart would flutter. It reminded him that he shouldn't let himself become consumed by worry over your busy schedule. Because no matter how hectic things got, he would always have you in his arms, all to himself, after the eclipse.

The two of you were bouncing around each other like dancing flames, flickering in the darkness where no one else could see. Each stolen moment, every brief touch, and knowing glance sent your heart into your stomach, making your love for him burn bright like the sun. It was a private affair that you both treasured and had agreed to keep a secret for a while. Ao'nung wanted to avoid the pressure from his parents, while you wanted to establish yourself in the clan first, without being associated with the future Olo'eyktan.

The intensity of your feelings for each other caught both of you by surprise, because everything started out slowly. So slow that you had a hard time believing it when Ao’nung had first approached you. He had been eyeing you from afar for years then, unsure of what exactly it was about you that had been captivating him, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. And while he wasn’t a coward, even he couldn’t explain why it had taken him so long to finally ask you for a late-night walk one day. Ao’nung never planned for the moment to be so private, but when you accepted his courting gift with a warm embrace, and he melted in your arms, he realized that he never wanted to share that glimpse of him with anyone else but you.

You stepped softly and cautiously towards the hidden, peaceful spot that Ao’nung and you had been meeting at almost every night. Your eyes scanned the area, and there he was standing tall, already waiting for you. It wasn’t long till you slipped up behind him, hugging him from the back and pressing your cheek against his skin as hard as you could. His hands were quick to find yours and caress them, a soft smile spreading across his face.

“Finally,” he whispered, his voice low and husky.

Ao’nung turned around to return your embrace, his eyes taking you in so adoringly, as if he was seeing you for the first time. Your mind was already clouded, when his thumb traced the contour of your lips, before leaning down to kiss you. You had shared countless kisses before but every time it felt exciting. Warm.

“I missed you,” you murmured with a sigh.

Ao’nung smiled knowingly, eyes sparkling with a twinkle of delight when he heard you say those words. It wasn’t long before he had you laid out on the warm sand then, pressing soft kisses to your skin, hands memorizing every curve of your body. You sighed with a mixture of pleasure and disappointment, when you had to interrupt him.

“I have to help father early in the morning,” you said, pulling him out of your intoxicating presence, “I need to go home earlier tonight.”

It wasn’t hard to miss the way Ao’nung’s expression shifted with a twinge of pain. Trying to hide it, he trapped you underneath him, resting his head on your chest. You chuckled in disbelief.

“Seriously?” you teased, nudging him. 

“It’s too soon for you to leave,” he muttered, hugging you even tighter.

“Ao’nung,” you pressed with a firmer tone.

With a heavy sigh, he turned his face up to look at you, his chin digging uncomfortably in between your ribcage. 

“Promise to stay longer tomorrow?”

"Only if you promise me something else in return," you said, smirking at him. He perked up in curiosity.

“Anything for you, yawne.”

“I want you to be nicer to your sister. She’s only rooting for you.”

Ao'nung's confusion deepened as he tried to recall when he had interacted with his sister in front of you. He was completely unaware of the fact that you had witnessed their small banter earlier in the day.

"What? How do you even know?" Ao'nung sat up, his brow furrowed in puzzlement.

"Well, because I watch you," you replied with a gentle smile.

"When?" he asked, the deep wrinkle between his eyebrows becoming more pronounced. You reached out to flatten it out with a soft touch.

"Whenever I can.”

But instead of finding your confession amusing or flattering, Ao’nung turned even more somber.

“You should be more careful with that,” he shook his head.

“But I am always careful,” you protested, “What’s wrong?”

"I know you're careful, yawne… but the elderly are very observant,” Ao'nung's expression grew more concerned as he spoke, “I've noticed them staring at me more than usual lately. Maybe we should keep away from each other for the next few days." 

You pursed your lips together, realizing that your confession had inadvertently created a rift between you and Ao’nung. Even if you knew that his concerns were justified, it still left a sour taste in your mouth. But you didn't want to cause any trouble for him, so you only nodded in agreement.

“I’m sorry, you know this hurts me just as much,” he cupped your cheek gently, “We don’t want to get caught and ruin everything.”

“Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if someone knew,” you whispered, but as soon as the words left your lips, you regretted them. 

“Who do you want to tell?” his eyes widened at you, and you hastily tried to backtrack.

“No one, nevermind.”

“Y/N, we had an agreement, remember?” Ao’nung reminded you gently, “As long as we don’t hide anything from each other, our love will only grow stronger."

Feeling like a child getting disciplined by their parent, you nodded reluctantly.

“Now tell me who you wanted to tell about us.”

“My mom,” you let out a long sigh, expecting his immediate rejection.

“Why her?” Ao’nung looked genuinely curious, instead of guilty for letting you down.

“Because she’s worried about me. It’s been two years since entering my adulthood, yet I have not chosen a mate. She doesn’t know that my heart is already taken, so she has been pushing me lately to begin courting… And I don't have a reason to reject her wishes."

Ao’nung felt silent for a moment and lowered his gaze to the sand, lost in thought. You watched him anxiously, already regretting bringing up the topic to him. Ao’nung felt uneasy by the thought of other men courting you and vying for your attention. And the idea of your family rooting for someone else but him was becoming almost too much to bear.

“Okay, let’s do it,” he finally said, looking up at you with a smile.

“You’d let me tell her?” you squealed in surprise, “I promise my mother will be happy for us!”

“That’s not what I meant, Y/N,” he shook his head.

“What did you mean then? You don’t want me to tell her?” you frowned, wondering if you had misinterpreted his words.

“No… what I mean is, I'm ready to tell everyone how much I love you,” Ao’nung leaned forward, resting his palms on your waist, “I don’t want to hide it anymore. I want the whole world to know.”

You stared at him in amazement, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden racing in your chest.

“Are you sure about this?” you asked, a hint of uncertainty creeping into your voice.

“Absolutely,” he confirmed with a genuine smile, “As long as you wish for it too.”

“I do,” you laughed, feeling lighter than you had in the past weeks. 

“I love you,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss you.

The moment felt like an eternity as your lips molded together in a soft and gentle kiss. Eventually, you pulled away, a playful smile dancing on your lips.

“So, what’s the plan?” 

“Well, first things first,” he said, grinning mischievously, “I’m going to ask your parents to set you up with the Olo'eyktan’s son."

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taglist (sorry babes, i know most of you wanted to be tagged for tsu'tey but i can't edit the taglist just for this one oneshot):

@bigdikzaddy @awriana @scarletrosesposts @abbersreads @mechformers @my-love-of-books @avatarbyamara @robin-the-enby @netemoon @minjix @nilrilie @jakes-babygirl @grierpilots @suntizme @jakesully-sbabygirl @lovedbychoii @live-laugh-neteyam @jakesullylongjuiscyshlong

[bsverryin]

: ̗̀➛ Genshin men vs. your clumsiness and mood swings.

Who?

╰┈➤ Alhaitham, Diluc, Childe, Kazuha, Wanderer

situation?

╰┈➤ You're their lover that's clumsy with a never-ending mood swings.

✎ HEAD CANNONS ONLY, REALLY SHORT!! Pure imaginations on how I think genshin men can handle me as their gf jkjk 🥹 best gfs are the ones with the never ending mood swings I'm one of them 🫶 I cannot assure u of perfect grammar <3 I'll try not to rush while writing the story please enjoy!!

: ̗̀➛ KAZUHA

Kazuha knows how to handle your clumsiness and your mood swings that in the end you're the one who's gonna feel bad for having mood swings thinking that he doesn't deserve how your emotions change from being clingy to mad, mad to clingy. He will always watch out for you no matter what.

He doesn't want to be away from you, he's scared that you'll end up hurting yourself again. He assures you all the time that just be yourself and you don't have to feel bad for having mood-swings and not being able to control them because at the end of the day, you're the only one he loves.

: ̗̀➛ WANDERER

Wanderer makes fun of you when you're too clumsy but you don't have to worry because he catches you all the time, he finds your clumsiness annoying but he would never let you hurt yourself from it. Sometimes he gives you advice to avoid getting hurt but you couldn't help yourself so he had to be with you all the time.

Your mood swings doesn't bother him but his mood swings bother you, he has more mood swings than you but when he notices that you're getting hurt by when he's speaking something about you, he immediately stops and does not talk for a while. No saying sorry's but making up again without a word, even with a silence you both know that you love each other endlessly.

: ̗̀➛ ALHAITHAM

Alhaitham keeps lecturing you to be careful, gives you things to do so that you'll avoid being clumsy. Sometimes his words help you but most of the time he just has to accept that his lover is too clumsy that words can't help. He can't be with you all the time but he doesn't mind when you visit him, actually he loves it when you visit him in his office.

He knows when you're about to change your mood, he reads you very well and when he has nothing to study, he studies you. You're his comfort and you're the one who gives him motivation even if you're mad at him for doing absolutely nothing he'll still try to understand you, well he will never do because it's just your mood. He will still love you and never try to make you feel bad for what you feel.

: ̗̀➛ CHILDE

Childe will always protect you, it doesn't matter if you're clumsy or not if you're in danger he will drop everything, come out of nowhere just to protect you. Childe doesn't want to see you hurt but when you do he'll kiss that part of you to make you feel better.

He knows your mood swings and he thinks it's cute, it's cute when your mood is clingy then the next minute you'll get mad at him for no logical reason, it's alright as long as he has the sight of you. When he looks at you, his eyes sparkle like he'll never get tired just by staring at you. You're one of his priorities and you're his special someone who he wants to protect always.

: ̗̀➛ DILUC

Diluc couldn't handle your clumsiness that well but he's trying. When he tries to help you and catch you he'll end up falling next to you, there are times where he falls right on top of you and the next thing you'll see is you both laughing at each other because of your clumsiness. You loved those moments with him, it feels more romantic than being catched.

Diluc is not bothered by your mood swings because he knows how to handle them. You're mad? He'll give you a long kiss. You're affectionate? He'll shower you more with affection. He wants you to be comfortable with him that you'll show him every mood that you're feeling. He will try his best to make you happy and would always make sure that he says I love you at least 3 times a day.

[lavykitty]

a thor ideal request where thor loves his midguardian gf, reader's big breast and has kink of fucking his cock between those juicy tits and squirt over them

I like em big, I like em juicy

Okay first of all I love this idea so much. And on a side note as soon as I read it the moto moto sound started playing in my head, so disregard the title

Thor loved you more than anything in the world. He loved the sparkle in your eyes and the warmth of your smile. He loved how you always smelled of vanilla and honey. He loved how you loved him. But most of all he loved your breasts.

He loved their sheer size. The way that they filled his hands and seemed to overflow. They were gigantic and Thor loved staring at them.

In his mind they were perfect, so big and soft. So warm and inviting, begging for him to show them love.

You woke to find yourself alone in bed, Thor’s side empty and cold. You pouted as you felt the sheets. Sometimes he would do this and disappear early in the morning, usually when he was up to something.

As if on cue, the smell of breakfast began to drift up to your room. He always did this, buttering you up before asking for something.

You yawned once before getting out of bed. You put on a pair of slippers and tugged down thors shirt that you had slept in. It hung loosely around your frame.

You sleepily made your way downstairs but you perked up when you smelled bacon. Thor began to hum to himself.

You quietly entered the kitchen, although Thor spotted you. He smiled widely.

“My dear! Come. Eat!”

He gestured to the table where a plate for you was already prepared. You shook your head playfully but took a seat and began to lightly nibble on a piece of bacon.

Thor quickly sat next to you. A smile on his face.

“What do you want? You seem up to something.”

Thor only shrugged his shoulders at your remarks. “Nothing major, there’s just something that I want to try.”

“And what would that be weather boy?”

Thor’s cheeks flushed slightly. “I was thinking that when we made love, I could fuck these pretty tits if yours”

Thor reached a hand up and gently grazed your chest. He gave a cheeky squeeze before going back to eating. He looked at expectantly, waiting for an answer.

You raised an eyebrow in thought. “You know what, I’m done”

Thors face broke out into a huge grin. He stood up and completely disregarded the table as he pulled you towards him.

His large hands circled your waist as he began to kiss your neck. He began to lay you down on the table, pushing bowls away.

A few clattered to the floor but he didn’t seem to notice. Instead he was too focused on getting you out of your (his) shirt.

He pulled it off quickly causing you to giggle. “Someone’s eager”

Thor just chuckled at your teasing. Your giggles stopped though as soon as he stroked your nipples. Each one hardening under his fingertips.

He punched them softly, rolling them in his fingers. He bent over and began to kiss your sternum while making sensual eye contact.

He pulled away. “You’re so beautiful baby. Now can you do something for me?”

As he asked this he began to pull down his pants.

You nodded your head. Thor just smiled

“I need you to hold your tits together. Can you do that for me?”

When you squeezed your boobs together Thor just smiled. He gently ran his hand down your jaw, “good girl”

While you were looking at him you didn’t notice him freeing his cock. Suddenly it was just against his stomach.

Thor began to stroke himself making him harder and harder. Once he was as fully hard he walked around the table so his cock was by your head.

He shoved his cock at you causing it to land on your face. You gasped and tried to give it a kiss but he tsked “oh no baby, I’m fucking your titties”

He slowly teased his cock at your cleavage. Slowly he began to thrust in, each thrust causing his balls to drag on your face.

Thor smirked as he heard you gasp. “That’s a good girl”

His thrust began to quicken, each one getting more powerful than the last. Soon he was jack hammering into your cleavage, dragging his balls across your face.

He forced your head back giving himself more access. Soon he was fucking you as full speed. Each thrust bringing him closer to the edge.

You heard him moan out as his climax came. Warm cum squirted on your chest. His wet sticky substance coating your warm skin.

Thor stepped back after a moment and admired his work. Your boobs looked even better than before, all nice and round and covered in his semen

[bigbadripley]

7 and 8 with Kate Bishob for the kissing prompt PLEASE!! 🥺🙏🏻😩🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

(Surprising myself not asking for Agatha; still staying on brand in a way with the other purple gf tho lmao)

Breathtaking

Pairing: Kate Bishop x gn!reader Warnings: none, just fluffy kissing and cute stuff, no use of y/n

A/N: I was so sure when I saw your name it would be Agatha but we have so much love for Kate over here, I ain't mad at it.

Kissing Prompts by the lovely @urfriendlywriter

If perfection existed, you had it in front of you in the form of your best friend. Kate always had a way of making you so flustered you felt lightheaded and forgetful, and when you realized you wanted more than friendship, it only got worse. 

Now, sitting under a shade tree after a long walk together full of deep conversation and laughter, you find yourself staring at her a little too longingly. It was too late to stop before she noticed how you admired her long, dark hair pulled to the right side of her neck and how her eyes sparkled when she smiled. 

When your eyes flicked to her lips- soft and glistening- she immediately took notice. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, seeming to already know the answer. She was brilliant, and you were easy to read. 

"You're just... breathtaking." You admitted. 

A small, crispy leaf fell from the tree and into your head, getting caught in your hair. Kate brought her hand up and pulled it out but didn't take it away after dropping the leaf. The warm skin of her palm caressed your cheek, and the tenderness took you by surprise. 

"I don't know how to kiss, but let me kiss you, and I'll do it just right." She whispered, barely breaking through the sound of the wind. You didn't have the words to say, your brain completely drawing a blank even though you wanted to say- 

Yes. Yes, please. 

All you gave in response was a gentle nod as her face inched slowly to yours, and your heartbeat raced with anticipation but fluttered uncontrollably the moment your lips met. 

They folded into each other perfectly as you brought your shaking hands to the base of her neck, gravity pulling your bodies closer. The kiss was gentle, and the pleasant surprise of her tongue sliding between your lips made you shiver and forget to breathe. 

You didn't want to back up, but you needed air. As you pulled yourself away, Kate continued to move closer. Her eyes were still closed, and her lips were ajar, the only thing connecting the two of you being your hands on one another and a string of saliva. 

A minor hitch in your breath resonated between you, causing her eyes to blink open, and a broad smile filled her face. Once you felt you had enough oxygen, you kissed her again. 

[bbiemochi]

hello!! >_< if it’s ok, can I req shu + rei with a shy gf that collects antiques like old dolls and teacups… Thank u !! <33

𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚎 | shu & rei

[an]: oh my god i love you. FINALLY SOMEONE WITH REI ON MY REQUESTS SOBBING. sorry i just love that loser too much, a concerning attachment i know. overall, tysm for requesting, bb! <3

summary: from vintage dolls, to antique clocks, you just seemed to love collecting these things. and your boyfriend adores it

pairing: shu & rei x shy!fem!reader! [ separate ! ]

genre: fluff, a bit steamy/intimate in rei’s part (°▽°)

SHU ITSUKI

and that was one last cup

steadily, you landed down softly on the floor after putting one last vintage cup inside of your cabinet filled with antique items that you had just collected. the teacup that you recently just put had been part of an old collection that you bought from an old shop nearby run down by a sweet old lady who had the same passion as you, collecting old stuff from the past and displaying them afterwards upon finding. some items you took are from france, england, other foreign countries that you had never been to. the teacup wasn’t that expensive anyways, you only spent around 2,000 yen on it. wasn’t much of a big deal.

now with these type of classics just hanging by your cabinet you organized yourself, you had never been more happier just by looking at them. they had been gently cleaned and fixed, then you carefully place them inside this cabinet your mother gave to you. the cabinet’s door had a clear glass in front in order to view the antiques, nicely. there were even fragile dolls inside of it, you made sure they were placed the furthest behind in order for them not to fall easily first. the vintage clocks were your most favorite, how they chime so nicely unlike today’s loud and noisy clocks. they were placed right next to the cabinet, hanging so gracefully on the wall. it wasn’t really helpful, despite still being able to run still. it was 3 hours short than your average hours, and you couldn’t really call it reliable when checking the time whenever you’re in a hurry. but they were the most favored one towards you.

everything placed here in this very corner, was your prime collection. the best one you could ever had in your room. probably even your comfort area to be in. just looking at them calms you down. you knew so much about the past, and sometimes it saddens you of how your era today wasn’t as much beautiful as it was like before. but still, you hold a love to these antique figures.

although, you weren’t the only one loving these precious items.

“magnificent! it looks like you brought home a new darling!”

you were startled by the sudden words spoke from behind your back. jumping, you almost hit your head on the cabinet, however, good thing you managed to hold on a nearby arm chair. you slowed down your breath, calming your heating face down. “s-shu…you scared me…” you whispered, taking measured breaths.

shu itsuki. the leader of arts, and a member of valkyrie along with kagehira mika. you see…this man right here is your boyfriend. surprisingly yes, the shu itsuki is your significant other. no coincidences. who knew someone like him could find his other half? you both started dating once you guys knew that your interests were similar. he fell for your love for vintages, and you fell for his passion for making the cutest doll dresses. you weren’t sure if what this thing you did was normal, but hey—he was also very charming you won’t lie.

as always, shu looked upon your stunned figure and sighed. “why be afraid? it’s just me, calm down,” he says, before taking a look at your cabinet once more—admiring the brand new teacup displayed inside along with the others. he gently hands you over mademoiselle and after you grabbed his doll, shu went back to focus on your new item, his eyes sparkled, and his mouth had a wide grin. he seemed to be delighted as you are when the male notices the design. “ah! just look at the texture and the exquisite decoration of that teacup! truly a magnificent type of vintage item indeed!”

“you may bring it out if you want to, i’ll allow it.”

“non! you must’ve just recently cleaned it, so, i’ll just admire this whole collection of beauties in front of me!” he replies, and you laugh. after seconds had passed, your boyfriend was quick to go back to your attention. “oh yes, i almost completely forgot—about vintage items, come here, i found something on my way back,” you tilted your head, although you proceeded to follow shu towards the study table that was close to the side of your collection of antiques. shu steadily takes mademoiselle back to his arms and placed her down on a safe shelf you set up just for the doll in order for her to be safe whenever shu comes to visit your room.

as he sat down on the table, you observed as his hand reached for something inside of his pocket. it was wrapped in a small plastic aligning, and after the plastic was brought down it comes next with a second wrap, which was white paper adorned with brown blushes on the sides, looking like coffee spilled on that paper a long time ago and dried up. it even smelled like coffee from afar. inside both wraps was a box, with a soft velvet touch from the fingertips. “i found it from a jewelry store i visited real quick just to search for jewels that i can use for mademoiselle’s new outfit despite my legs being worn out. the prize was surprisingly low, however the stores lady says it was a jewel from a long time ago…which somehow fascinated me..” shu then opens a box, revealing a ring with a huge emerald jewel sitting on top. your eyes sparkled, and you sighed, satisfactorily—a smile on your face.

“wow…h-how much did you pay for it?” you questioned. “around 4,000 yen. for a ring like this, it’s actually pretty low.”

“4-4k yen? for something as gorgeous as this??” you asked again, looking closely at the ring as you stood by his side—not minding the lamp light close to your face. shu nods in return, “mhm. good thing i had enough money to buy both the needed jewels and this ring. wait—why are you just standing there?? sit down so you can take a better look.”

“huh? o-oh no i’m fine! honest…! besides, your legs are tired, right?” you responded, waving both hands as his direction to reassure you were just ok. “you should have the seat. i’ve been sitting around all the day anyways.” you added. shu frowns, “no that’s not the—ugh…” shu pushes his thumb and forefinger between his forehead, letting out a huge sigh while you looked at him, perplexed. creating space between the both of you, shu pushes the chair back, creating an area for you to move in.

“come here,” he calls, patting on his lap. your face burns up, feeling a rushing heat all over your cheeks. “h-huh?”

“i don’t want any buts or excuses. come on don’t waste my time,” your boyfriend says before you could let out another word. it took you a bit long to walk over close to his side, and because of this shu suddenly pulls you by the arm, and sat you down gently on his lap. the blush on your face increases, and all you could react was silence with a tint of a sheepish expression on. shu grabs back the ring, and this time focused it over your view. you were immediately distracted back to looking back on the jewelry.

it was more clearer from the lamp’s light, and your eyes glittered. it was vintage, somewhat similar to rings back at the 1800’s—just how you and shu loved it. since it was old, the gold was a little rusted with iron scratches, but it was fine. it still looked as beautiful as it was today. “it’s so pretty…” you whispered, shu’s hand brushes your hair back from your ear. “it truly is…” he responds. out of nowhere, the ring that shu was showing was now being slid over your finger, shooting through perfectly at your right size. you gasped, now looking at your hand. shu watches as your face lights up with amazement…then smiles, softly.

“as beautiful as a doll…” you heard him say. “no…more beautiful than a doll.” the next thing you knew was your head being turned back, and your lips was on his. the kiss was…loving. it was more loving than the average kisses you and shu exchange from time to time. it seemed like he put more passion into this one. over 20 seconds passes and shu let go of your lips—pressing his forehead to yours.

“s-shu..”

“you’re divine,” his eyes were staring deeply into yours. “the most elegant person i know.”

REI SAKUMA

it was usual for you two to visit the antique store at these days.

you never heard your boyfriend once complain about why you take a look around this store all the time whenever he’s free from his daily idol schedule or resting in his coffin while the twins tell him about stuff he needed to know. in fact, he actually enjoys looking around with you. as long as he’s with you, he’s having fun.

as your eyes sparkled in every section of vintage collection you went, rei never fails to smile at each expression you wore when your eyes stared right at the item laid down on the shelves. and when you decided to look at the prize tag, you would either smile widely or your expression falls. he likes both, since in both ways you still looked adorable. from cups, dolls, an old clock, watch, jewelry—anything, you’d take them that fits your budget. or from time to time rei would help pay for them.

you love collecting old stuff from the victorian era or even in the golden times. whatever fits your taste, you’ll take them and bring it back home. rei loves it. he likes it when you hold your hands in his whenever you two would walk around every aisle of the store. he’ll look for an object, show it towards you, and you’ll look deep into it first before adding it over your basket. it depends on the price.

“how about this one, little miss?”

“h-how did you find this??”

“a vampire’s eyes are sharp,” he’d say. and you’d laugh it off. if you did he’ll kiss you on the cheek and watch as your face blooms into a soft red. not like you had any complaints with it either.

this particular day, rei had a day off after a long concert yesterday with his unit undead. he was tired, the male was said to be resting in that coffin the whole day—and the twins were the last seen individuals to be with him in undead’s rehearsal room. you however, had a choice to visit his rehearsal room to show him a new item you bought in the same antique shop you two scrolled down the entire time. it was a music box from the 1700’s. you had been saving for it for almost months (rei had already took notice of this), and you had been the most happiest person to know that you already bought it, first.

walking down the hall, adonis had told you that rei was resting in his coffin at the rehearsal area. says he likes to stay there for a while during his day off. so here you are, music box delivered inside a plastic, covered in old newspapers in hand, and a wide smile over your face. you were excited to show rei this…just crossing your fingers that he’ll like it…

once you had made it to undead’s rehearsal room, you gently tapped your knuckles into the door—knocking. “rei? are you there?” you called. you knocked again, thrice this time. when no answer was echoed back—you gently turned the door knob, and pushed the entrance to reveal a large coffin laying down on the room’s floor. you walked in the dark, and closed the door behind. hinata and yuta weren’t here, that’s odd…did they somehow went out for a while?

walking towards the coffin, you kneeled down—quietly and steadily placing the music box on the side first before knocking on the coffin. rei was probably asleep, poor guy…he was so tired from yesterday, huh? “rei…? are you in there?” you knocked. when the coffin’s lid begins to move, you backed away a little so you won’t be hit (like that one time when you met rei for the first time).

the coffin’s lid was now pushed off, creating an entrance completely. you watched as your boyfriend raised up from the inside—his hair was messy and eyes were still shut tight. he was wearing the undead practice attire which made you bewildered since you thought today was supposed to be his day off. “nn…y/n…?” he calls, voice raspy. you scooted close to his side. “i’m here,” you replied. pushing his hair back, when rei saw that it was just you, a smile creeps into his face—a soft one. “ah, princess. so it’s you, what are you doing here?”

“i should be asking you that actually,” you laughed. rei sighs, leaning down back to his coffin cushion. “it’s been a long day. my back hurts from yesterday and all i wanna do is just sleep and dream.”

“r-rei it’s only 11 in the morning.”

“still, can’t an old vampire be tired?” he says, and you sweatdropped. the room was cold, but the atmosphere between you and rei was warm. it was always warm. that’s why you love him as much he loves you. realizing what you came here for, you instantly grabbed the plastic bag and brought it up to sit on your lap. “ah! i-i almost forgot, rei i finally bought the music box i’ve always wanted…!” you said, and rei’s attention was fully focused on you. removing the newspaper wraps around the item, you showed rei the exquisite design of the music box held in your hand. it wasn’t that big, it was as almost the size of your palms. your boyfriend’s eyes shined. “ooohh. that looks beautiful indeed, marvelous i can see.”

“right?? the fact that this was from the victorian era is even more of a blessing…!” you excitedly say. rei smiles…seeing you with a face like that brings peace in him. god he was so in love with you. he could just..

“rei? you good?”

“huh??” rei was cut away from his thoughts to go further below. “ah, what was it you said again, princess?” he questions. you gulped, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear. “i said if you wanna roll the music box…?” the male looks over the said box in hand, and chuckles. phew, at least his thoughts were saved. “why of course…it would be a pleasure,” he replies before his fingers twirled the music box around. once it was twirled, the two of you sat in silence while the music began to play—echoing inside of the room. the melody shallowing inside of the area was so beautiful…you could hardly gaze away from the music box on your hands.

such a calm and slow tune…now rei wasn’t focused on the music…but at you. your e/c pupils were so adorable and they looked so joyful at the moment they stared down on the antique. rei can see the sparkle in your eyes. he always sees them when you look at vintages. it was your passion after all, why wouldn’t you? he just…couldn’t help it. his heart was beating…stupid heart. then out of nowhere he finds himself laying his head on your shoulder. you winced, your eyes view now exiting from the music box. and the music still continued to play.

your face burns and your hand slowly lays on top of rei’s raven hair. “r-rei?? what’s wrong?” you asked. he didn’t reply. his sigh caused you to flinch—hot breath fanning over your neck. oh uh…was he…? after a few seconds, the next thing you knew when he brushes your back hair away was his lips sucking over your neck, and you dropped the music box—both hands now on his shoulders. the tune still went onwards, and as it played slowly, you sealed your eyes shut. rei continued to suck onto your neck, feeling like he was leaving the deepest marks. and after each suck you could feel him kiss the area before moving to the next one. it was intense, you were blushing like crazy, your eyes reads small signs of lust. it was evident that rei was holding back.

you were gasping heavily. each kiss he placed over your neck you gripped onto his shoulders more tightly. “r-rei…ah..!” a bite. not too hard, he hates the taste of blood after all. you felt weak, body almost laying down on the floor. when the neck kisses and sucks stopped, you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. however…the next action just feeds to your satisfactorily needs.

the cold air hits your bare back, and you let out a huge gasp when you feel his hands brush over them, making you more vulnerable and weak than before. he was…he was good at this. you let out a small sigh…just where was this going to head? “i like your back…it’s so smooth…” he whispers into your ear. you hiccuped. “oh? what’s that face? earlier you were so cute while looking at that music box,” the music box, you completely forgot about it. his hands continued to slide all over your back, giving you goosebumps and shiver all over.

your body stutters, and when rei (accidentally) pulls the hook of your bra…you moaned.

rei stops and then looks back at your face. your hands were now covering your mouth, face now really red that it was visible in the dark and body still shaking. even rei was surprised. “that…was hot.” he says, and you couldn’t help but stammer. “i only pulled the hook then you made that noise? kuku, who knew?”

“y-you did that on purpose did you..?!” you yelled, sheepishly. the ravenette chuckles. “would you not believe me when i said i didn’t?” he spoke, finger circling your back, you covered your mouth as a sign exits. “s-stop…this is making me feel weird.”

“hm? how strang—

“sakuma-senpai! we’re back from the—whoopsies! they’re busy, sorry! we’ll come back again later after you’re done bye!”

the calls from the two twin idols was a huge surprise for you and your boyfriend. you swore to god you were close to fainting at that very moment from embarrassment. now your face was steaming completely and you couldn’t help but hide your face on rei’s neck. the music finally stopped by the time you did. “i-i hate you,” you murmured.

“didn’t i tell those two kids to knock before entering? ugh…” rei says, removing his hands away from your back, quickly. well that atmosphere was ruined. either was your mood. maybe you should ask rei for a make-out session sometimes. you’d be too shy, but hey, it’s the worth the shot, right?

a/n: i love rei

requests: closed :((

[sansaorgana]

aemond/bimbo!reaader thoughts? 👀👀👀

(also. imagine... watching bojack horseman with aegon. he'd get into it because of the vulgar humour and cry so much later)

(it would be one of his fave shows!)

Aemond Targaryen x Bimbo!Reader headcanons:

• you are Hela's only friend. they make fun of her at uni for being a weirdo and they make fun of you because they think you're way too dumb to be there because they cannot understand how your interests can be both academic and fashion/make up oriented

• Hela invites you over and everyone is shocked that YOU are her friend because you're like complete opposities

• Aegon thinks you'll be an easy girl for him to check off his list, meanwhile Aemond doesn't trust you and he also avoids you because he expects you to treat him like a freak

• to their surprise, you keep avoiding Aegon because he is a bit creepy and you are not planning to give yourself to him any time soon. and Aemond seems to be shy and soft, which fascinates you. you follow him around (like an adorable, naive puppy) and ask him questions about him

• at first he thinks it's some sort of a prank but when he realizes you are actually curious about him and your eyes sparkle when he talks about his interests (even if they're very academic), he's starting to fall in love. when one day you answer to his philosophical question with a philosophical answer, he's completely in love

• your relationship is awkward at first but you're completely in love with each other at this point without any prejudices

• he always wears black clothes, leather, chains, even handcuffs (Alicent hates it) and you love pink and girly outfits, which makes everyone stare at you both

• he's going shopping with you and he doesn't complain. actually, you two might have intellectual conversations about literature while you try on the sluttiest outfits ever

• you always sit on his lap and he feels like the luckiest man on earth for having a gf like you loving him so much

• he's the most insecure about his eye and he doesn't want you to see him without an eyepatch but you finally convince him to take it off and you kiss him all over his scar and healed wound while telling him how handsome he is

• Alicent doesn't know what to think about you at first but she quickly realizes how happy you make her son and she wants to befriend you, too