Telling Eddie he's your favorite person (his reaction)
guess this'll make up for the way I hurt you guys w/ that blurb. thanks for the request!!!
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he’d look at you the second it leaves your mouth, unsure if he even heard you the first time
thinking it probably might’ve been for someone else, something that just fell unknowingly, or that you hadn’t meant it, even though he really would’ve liked for it to be for him.
I mean, you’re his, no question.
And when you look at him, eyes never leaving his, and repeat it— he just about gets to his knees because shit it’s then that it really settles in.
He’s your favorite person
Him. Eddie Munson.
The one everyone thinks so lowly of— was somebody’s favorite.
out of all those out there, all those you could’ve seen or been with, you saw him.
The thought of it, had Eddie on the verge of crying. Well, not literally, but you know—
Sure, the sheep looked up to him and sure, his Uncle thought so much of his nephew, but this was something else entirely.
His huge eyes would be wide, his mouth parted, and he’d be sort of breathing unevenly because he’s trying to take the words in still.
They’re on repeat as he just stares back at you before he gulps and brings his hand to hover his mouth….
Eddie can’t stop himself from letting his lips stretch from ear to ear
Tilting his head as he looks at you
“Really?” Pulling out the first vowel as he leans into you
And when you nod he pulls you into him, not once loosening his grip
“You’re my favorite person.” He’d tell you.
Eddie is that type to that would take the title and let everyone know. Pulling you with him as he goes.
He’d be telling everyone who he is to you and who you are to him. You just have that look that says ‘you tell them, Munson.’
“Guess what? I’m their favorite person.” And the person would just be looking at him not giving a shit but he still tells them.
“And guess what else, they’re my favorite.”
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A/N: m’not well after this, fuck off fuck off fuck off.
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arei has been jailed. expect her to NOT appear for at least two weeks! (actual explanation + bonus doodle under cut)
first of all: i LOVE drawing arei. she's always been one of my favorites to draw but i (like to think that i) have gotten even better. this was not a decision made out of hate, not at all, but you people just keep requesting her. (iirc, there's eight requests about arei currently in the inbox, and most of those are encouraging her to steal even More stuff...)
everyone needs a break. including me. including you. including the other characters, especially those she personally annoyed. this does mean that david's hairclips and charles' goggles have been returned to their rightful owners! though not for long, for that first one... you'll see soon...
while a biased character distribution Really can't be avoided (see above table for a reference), i (like to think that i) try to be fair as much as possible, so i felt that restricting the invasive species would be best. you can still send requests for arei, it's just that they'll take even longer to be posted.
and this post marks the end of may! i'd like to make a proper summary for each season, but i'm currently away from my laptop and the summary might or might not be later than planned. regardless, thank you so much for sticking with me throughout the month; hopefully i can keep the daily doodles going until the end of july, at least...!!
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Hiya! May I ask for a fluff alphabet for Price, if you haven't done that already. Since I saw in a recent post you only do 8-9 letters at a time now (which is okay!), may I specifically ask for: A, B, C, F, G, H, N, & Q? Thank you! 💗
Hey there! Sure you can! I've been in the mood to write something for Price anyway, so this came at a good time ^^
Fluff Alphabet for Price
A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
On the one hand, he really loves going out to do something with you. Something along the lines of the occasional short hike, taking care of your shared garden or even just taking a stroll through the city, taking in all the sights and finding new ones you weren’t previously aware of. Those are things he likes to do when he’s been home for a while now. However, if he’s gotten home not too long ago then he’d much rather just stay in and sleep a little bit. Will want to cuddle you or just have you be his background noise. Don’t be mad at him if he dozes off while you’re watching a movie together, he’s just extremely tired and needs that rest.
B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
He admires how resilient you are. Price knows that life isn’t easy, that it always makes an effort to throw one impossible thing after another at you, but you never seem to give up. No matter how rough life gets, no matter how often it knocks you down, you always get up, dust yourself off and continue to smile. Even if it really took its toll on you, you strive to make your life better. Although it may get you down when you’ve had the worst day of your life, you still won’t stay down forever. You do what you can, and that’s what Price loves about you.
C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
When you’re sad he’ll give you a hug, provided you’re okay with it. He’s a very good hugger, his hugs are very comforting and warm. Afterwards he’ll put on your favorite movie or series and watch it with you. If enough time has passed and you still feel down, then he’ll cook something you really like. Although he knows he can’t make the sadness go away forever, he’ll try to temporarily cheer you up. If you need to talk, if you need some advice, he’s also your man. If you have a panic attack then he’ll try to calm you down by taking you to a location with few people. Price can talk for a while if he needs to, so he’ll ask you to focus on his voice. Might also give you a rather simple task to take your mind off of things, such as counting backwards from 100.
F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
If it’s you, then he would forgive pretty easily, as long as it’s not something too big. If you accidentally knock down a mug he likes, then he might sigh and be annoyed, but he’ll forgive you. If you cheat on him, then he won’t. He’s usually calm and collected, even while fighting. Sure, he could be aggressive towards you and snap at you, but he loves you, so he tries not to. It’s sort of obvious when he is annoyed, his sentences become much shorter and he’ll actively try to get away from you. Won’t yell at you, won’t do any erratic movements either, but if he’s too angry then he’ll simply walk away from you until he’s calmed down.
G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
Yes, he is aware and he is very grateful. How could he not be? You have the patience of a saint when it comes to him. He knows it’s rough to be with someone who is part of the military, he’s away more often than not, but you still decided to stay with him. You cook for him when he’s tired, you draw him a bath when he’s sore, you reassure him when he feels like you deserve better than him. You’re so much more than what he deserves, he doesn’t feel like he could ever repay you for everything you’re doing for him. He tries, though, but it’s never enough. Price could give you the universe and it wouldn’t suffice.
H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
Aside from the obvious, such as military intel, he doesn’t really hide anything from you. Price doesn’t see the point in keeping secrets from you. You’re together, aren’t you? You deserve to know just about anything about him. He might not tell you everything from the get go, but once you’re close enough you can ask him about anything. You wanna know about his time as a private? Sure. How he came to be a captain? Yeah, he can talk about it. Just ask and he’ll likely tell you. But in the same vein he hopes that you trust him enough to tell him just about anything as well.
N icknames - What do they call their s/o?
He doesn’t really use very many nicknames. Just the classic ones, such as “love”, “sweetheart” and “dear”. Sometimes he feels the urge to call you “sunshine”, but he usually represses that since that’s what he’s called his soldiers before. As much as it would fit you, he tries not to bring work home. He likes to call you by your name too, though. But aside from that there’s nothing he really calls you.
Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.
He can keep calm in just about any situation, so he won’t lash out on you. He has an air of authority to him, so it’s not too often that someone is being a dick to him. And that extends to you as well. Price is a well respected man, so not very many people will come up to you and demand something from you. You, too, will be respected by most people, he’ll make sure of that. Regardless of whether you’re shy and timid or loud and boisterous, no one will bad mouth you. Price can fight, he will protect you. He will also fight for your honor if he needs to. He may have self restraint most of the time, but no one should ever talk badly about his partner.
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harry teasing the shit out of her (like eating her out SLOWLY, circling her nipples but never with his mouth, uses a vibrator on her but at the lowest level) and finally gives in and fucks her HARD for hourssss. 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 this would make my day
jeSUS harry would literally be the BIGGEST tease and you can't tell me otherwise
he would literally tie your hands to the headboard so fast so you can't push him away or do anything about his incessant teasing.
"Harry please," you beg, your chest heaving, "This is getting ridiculous."
He smirks, looking up from between your legs, his mouth slick, just as his tongue pushes past his lips and licks once across your center, as slowly and torturously as possible.
"Are you not enjoying yourself, sweetheart?" He questions, a certain taunting fire burning in his eyes.
"I would be enjoying myself more if you would get on with it." You spit, getting closer to the end of your rope with every bit of edging.
He simply laughs, pulling his mouth away from you and planting his hands on either side of your head, hovering over you. You feel your breath catch in your throat as his lips trail delicate kisses across the span of your neck. He lifts one hand from the mattress, tracing over your nipple with the tip of his finger, causing goosebumps to form on every inch of your skin. You keep waiting for the sensation of his mouth, but it never comes, and instead you open your eyes the second you hear the familiar tone of buzzing.
He's kneeling back on his heels, the bright pink vibrator grasped in his right hand and a devilish smirk plastered on his mouth.
"Harry-"
"Hush pet," He says sternly, placing the vibrator right where you need him most, "And don't take that tone with me."
You heave out a moan at the contact, your entire body squeezing in on itself as your brain repeats his words in that deliciously condescending tone over and over again.
"Is this getting on with it enough for you?" He taunts, pressing the vibrator directly against your clit with a wicked smile.
You feel your insides start to twist but it's just not enough, he definitely has the stupid vibrator set on the lowest setting just to edge you even further, "You've got to be fucking kidding me."
You swat at his hand trying to get him to speed it up or move it all together but it only makes him more persistent. You feel your stomach tightening, climbing towards that climax, yet falling short every time. You don't know how much more teasing you can take before you shatter from overstimulation.
"Harry please," You beg, your voice coming out raw, "Please, it's too much."
He grins maliciously, pressing the vibrator against you once again, making you cry out as your eyes roll back in your head, "What do you want darling?" He asks, "I want to hear you beg for it."
His words alone are almost enough to push you over the precipice and you're cursing his name as his eyes rake over you awaiting your response, "I want you to," You pant, your words dying out the longer you hold his intense gaze, "I want..."
"Go ahead darling," He grins, pinching your nipple between his fingers, "Tell me what you want me to do to you. I want to hear it."
"Fuck, Harry," You gasp, your core tightening with his words, "I want you to, fuck-"
"You want me to fuck what exactly? Hmm?" He taunts, removing the vibrator from your sensitive bud and instead leaning down between your thighs again, "You want me to fuck you? Is that it?"
You nod your head vigorously, not trusting yourself to form words as his tongue licks up your center again, painstakingly slow and gentle. Your hands flex against the restraints holding you to the headboard as you imagine grabbing his head and shoving it against yourself to finally get some relief.
He chuckles as he pulls away from you, his lips slick again and a single string of saliva connecting his lips to you, "I said I want to hear it," He says sternly, reaching up to grab your chin with his thumb, "Let me hear it, darling."
You take a steadying breath, unable to break contact with his intense stare, "I want you to fuck me."
"Good girl," He grins, "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
Your face heats with his words, that spot between your legs aching, and you barely have a second to breathe before he's thrusting his length into you. You cry out into his shoulder, your hands flexing against the restraints holding you in place.
"Fuck," He moans, his arms already shaking, "You feel so fucking good, darling."
Your stomach is already twisting, that familiar fire set ablaze in the pit of it as small moans and whimpers fall past your lips with every thrust. Your mind is shattering, your eyes clenched shut, your vision white as you ride out your high. Your breath is panting out from your mouth in labored heaves and suddenly everything is amplified. The once-dim lights are too bright, the air too hot, the mixture of both of your moans too loud.
"Harry," You wheeze, "It's too much-"
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He growls, his thrusts quickening, his grip on your hips tightening to keep you in place, "Wanted me to fuck you, right darling? Wanted to cum for me?"
You watch as his hand reaches between the two of you, his finger tips circling that oversensitive bud in time with his relentless thrusts into you. You cry out, your back arching, your core aching as your legs start to shake again.
"You practically begged me to fuck you," He grins devilishly, grabbing your ass roughly and flipping you onto your front, your face shoved into the mattress to stifle your whimpers, "I'll decide when you've had enough, darling."
*my face after posting this knowing i might have taken it too far*
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