#and like. i WANT to rest. I want to be able to spend time at home. and also be w ppl

[berryhobii]

Thinking about bf!Mingyu who will totally let you use him however you want, no matter the time of day or the location.

He could be dead tired after a flight and while he’s normally a light sleeper, exhaustion will just lay too heavily on his brain and send him into a deep sleep.

You were happy to have him back home after a few weeks apart, your own idol schedule keeping you busy but when everything calmed down, all you could think about was your precious boyfriend. He had recently returned from a visit with his parents and you were so incredibly happy for him. You know how much he misses them and it warmed your heart to hear about all his stories when he returned. He was practically beaming with happiness.

Your precious baby was just so adorable. You two had spent the entire day lost in your own little world; cooking, cuddling, and talking about everything you haven’t been able to.

He had chatted with you until he eventually fell asleep, the jet lag finally catching up with him and his gentle voice trailing off as he was swept into dreamland by your tender caress and soft lips pressing against his cheeks.

Little did he know, you’ve been slowly losing your mind for the past 15 minutes because of a wet dream that just startled you awake. You were sweating despite the cool AC, your heart pounding, and the heat between your legs too hot to ignore.

You and Mingyu had a really healthy sex life. Well, as healthy as it could get with your conflicting schedules but there was no denying how attracted you two were to each other. You could just look at him for a few seconds and you’d be ready to go at it. It also didn’t help that Mingyu kept slapping your ass whenever he’d walk by you or that he recently returned to his natural hair color which you’ve vocalized multiple times as your favorite. And it really didn’t help that he’s been walking around shirtless the entire day, feeding your eyes with his flat tummy and broad shoulders.

You could barely keep your hands off him today but you also didn’t want to ruin the sweet moment so you held back from jumping his bones.

And now you’re wide awake and silently wishing for relief.

The room was pitch black since that’s how you preferred to sleep so you slapped around your bedside table for your phone, squinting as the light burned your eyes a little.

3:14AM

Neither of you had a schedule tomorrow so you were planning on just spending that time together as well so you wouldn’t be wrong for waking him up, right? And sex would put him back to sleep and help him sleep better, right? You’re pretty sure that’s one of Newton’s Laws and science is science so….

Turning on your bedside lamp to a low light, you rolled over to appreciate your boyfriend who was resting on his back; his fluffy hair splayed out over his pillow, one of his buff arms laying by his head while the other rested on his tummy, and his plump lips opened slightly as he slept.

You almost hated to wake him up.

Almost.

“Gyu…” You whispered, fully expecting him to immediately wake up since he was such a light sleeper. You shouldn’t be surprised though. He always slept like this after a long schedule or plane ride.

You tapped his shoulder lightly, calling his name again. His eyebrows furrowed a little but he still didn’t wake up.

“Mingyu, wake up.” Then with another tap, his face scrunched up before his lashes fluttered; his eyes opened a little but closed again at the light of your lamp.

A soft, hmm?, came from him and your heart could have melted if all the heat in your body wasn’t currently focused in your nether regions.

“I’m sorry I woke you but….”

“What’s wrong, angel?”

Oof, you think you just fell deeper in love with him. Pet names were a secret turn on of yours. Mingyu normally just called you by your name or nickname which was fine but cutesy pet names were your favorite.

Now take that combined with his raspy sleepy voice? It was like a shock right to your cunt.

Swallowing thickly, you said, “I can’t sleep. I need…..you.”

He let out a sleepy sigh and nodded his head, groaning as he stretched out his weary body. He was about to lift up but you stopped him, his skin feeling cool under your hand.

“No no, baby. I’ll do the work.” Accepting his fate, he flopped back down on the bed. You leaned over him, rubbing your nose against his. “Thanks, baby. Sorry to wake you.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

Pressing a few pecks to his lips, your hand trailed down to reach into his pants, gasping when you felt his cock that was halfway hard.

You breathed out a little laugh. “Excited already?”

“Always for you.”

Humming, you kissed him once more before moving down until you were perpendicular to his body, your knees tucked under yourself. He helped you tug his shorts halfway down until they rested at his thighs. Just enough to reveal his hardening cock.

Gripping him lightly, you leaned forward to lick a long stripe up his shaft. You heard him sigh and felt his hand start to rub up and down your back, a comforting touch that made your heart flutter.

Holding him steady, you took his cock into your mouth, relaxing your throat so you could take him all the way down. Mingyu’s cock was bigger than anything you’ve ever had before so you’ve had to work extra hard over the years just to be able to take it. His leg twitched a little, his soothing hand on your back halting for a moment before restarting.

Since you weren’t planning on getting him to cum from head, you decided to go easy and just rile him up enough to get him to full hardness which didn’t take very long at all.

Pulling off of him, you wiped your mouth before rising to wiggle your own shorts off. Neither of you slept in with underwear on which just made this kind of sex 10 times easier.

You climbed on top of him, your knees on either side of his waist. His hands gravitated to your thighs, squeezing the fat there lightly.

“Do you need help?” He asked to which you shook your head.

“I don’t think I’ll last long anyway.” You replied as you leaned forward to press your chest against his. You reached under yourself to grab his cock and lined it up with your dripping heat.

Mingyu groaned at the feeling of you running the head of his cock up and down your wet folds. “How are you this wet already?” He moved his hands to your ass, spreading your cheeks to give you better access.

“I’ve been wanting your cock all day.” You admitted, gasping when the thick head slipped into your tight hole. Mingyu kept you spread open as you slid down his impressive girth, the thickness splitting you open and knocking the air out of you when it was completely inside.

“Shit, hurry up baby.” He cursed, pulling his lip between his teeth as he tried to hold back from fucking up into you. Although you wouldn’t complain if he did.

Adjusting your knees and rising up to lean your hands on either side of his head, you began throwing your ass back on him. Each drag made the curve in his cock rub against your sweet spot, your sopping walls already making noises that was like a direct rush of endorphins to his brain.

His hands gripped you tighter, helping you move against him.

You moaned. “F-fuck, Gyu. Feels so good. Gonna cum.”

One of his arms wrapped around your back to pull you down, the other still keeping you spread as he began snapping his hips up to meet you. Each stroke felt deeper than the last, your tummy burning with need. The feeling of your cunt wrapped around him had woken him up even more, the need to bury himself in your dripping walls overpowering his need for sleep.

Your nails dug into his shoulders, your mouth dropped open as he delivered mind numbing strokes, the clap of your ass against his pelvis m loud in the darkness of the room.

“Don’t stop—oh shit! I’m bout to cum!” You babbled, calls of his name and more pleads of him not to stop falling from your lips as hot pleasure courses down your spine.

He holds you close, breath ragged against your throat and a needy whine coming from him as your walls clenched around him incredibly tight.

A few more well placed thrusts and your brain is temporarily short circuiting as an orgasm engulfs that leaves your ears ringing and vision blanking out for a moment. You don’t stop moving your hips against him, your body shuddering as you continue to chase that residual pleasure.

Mingyu was right behind you, forcing your hips down so that he could bury himself all the way to the hilt, moaning your name as he shot hot ropes of his cum into your spasming walls.

Chests heaving, you lifted up a bit to capture his lips in a kiss. He relaxed against the mattress, melting into your affection and exhaustion trying to take him back to dreamland.

“Thank you baby.” You murmured against his lips, his hands running up your shirt to feel your skin.

“Anytime.” He hummed, ready to fall back asleep but he was jolted awake when he felt your walls tighten around him. He hissed as your hips began to move again.

“One more time?”

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[fastandcarlos]

Dating A⇴Z Headcanon ⇴ Charles LeClerc

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Charles is an incredibly affectionate person, particularly when the two of you are behind closed doors. He loves having you as close to him as possible, where his hands can rest on your waist or his fingertips can brush gently through your hair.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You both knew of each other before you started dating, you’d passed each other a few times in the paddock and smiled politely at one another as you rushed around to get all of your jobs done for your teams. However as soon as you’d finished your first conversation, Charles was sure that you were someone who he wanted to get to know and spend a lot of time alongside.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

One night when things were starting to get packed up and everyone was preparing themselves to head home after the race, Charles took a hold of your hand and pulled you into a quiet corner, making sure that there was definitely no one around. He was supposed to be celebrating yet another podium but instead he found himself sat in front of you, pouring his heart out to you as he found himself unable to clear his mind of thoughts of you.

D ⇴ DATES

He treats you like the most important thing in the world when it comes to your dates, Charles pays close attention to the things that you like and organises things that he knows you’ll enjoy. Most of your dates are usually quite private as Charles hates to have your moments together ruined by fans or cameras. Your favourite date with Charles was when he took you out to dinner, with you both dressed up wanting to impress the other, enjoying endless conversation as you sat at a table which always overlooked the beautiful sunset of Monaco.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

It was well known that you weren’t the first partner that Charles had, but he was adamant that with you things felt completely different and more special than with anyone else before. At times you worried that you didn’t live up to those who came before you, however Charles was always there to reassure you and insisted time and time again that he was at his happiest whenever he was with you. He didn’t care how many times he told you, whatever relationships he had before didn’t matter to him now that he had found you.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

There are definitely moments when Charles can get quite passionate and sometimes you both tend to get a little bit heated with one another. However, Charles never lets an argument go on for longer than it needs to, mostly because he knows how little time you have to spend together, and he absolutely refuses to leave you for work knowing that the two of you aren’t talking. Even if you don’t want to talk to him, Charles will talk at you and make sure that you know how he feels and how sorry he is, especially when he reluctantly has to admit that he’s the one in the wrong.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

You were like another sibling in his family, you got on with his siblings like a house on fire and they were definitely fond of you. You’d felt welcomed by them since day one and it melted Charles heart being able to sit back and watch as you and his brothers made each other laugh and teased one another at every opportunity.

H ⇴ HOME

There was never any pressure from Charles for the two of you to move in together, but that didn’t stop him dropping hints constantly about how nice it would be. He loved having you at his place where he was able to keep an eye on you, and if he was honest, the day you agreed to move in with him was one of Charles’ favourite days ever.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Charles was the first one to whisper those three little words as the two of you reunited at the end of a race. Monaco was special, but when Charles finally won it, he was on top of the world. As his arms wrapped around you, he whispered closely into your ear, wanting you to know how big of a part you’d also played in helping you finally win the race and achieve his dreams.

J ⇴ JEALOUS

He had his moments when Charles would find himself getting jealous, he wasn’t proud of it, but he couldn’t help being so protective of you and your relationship together. If someone started talking to you that left a sour taste in his mouth, Charles would stand a little bit closer to you and usually wrap his arm around you as if he was silently sending a message to the person to let them know that you were his and there was no point them even trying to get to know you.

K ⇴ KIDS

There was no secret from Charles that he wanted to have kids, but he also made it clear to you that he was in no rush and would happily wait. He promised to wait until you were both ready, but that didn’t stop him gushing sometimes about what an incredible mum you would be someday. Quite often you would snap Charles out of a daydream as he found himself wondering about how amazing a family of your own would be.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

The two of you were a double act together, you knew exactly how to make each other laugh which made others laugh around you too as they watched you both goof around. At times you had quite a blunt humour with one another, your dry jokes would leave you both sniggering and prodding against the other person in fits of giggles. You particularly found yourself laughing at Charles’ silly side, a part of him that he often saved for behind closed doors, not wanting to share that side of himself with the rest of the world.

M ⇴ MISSING

It was tricky for Charles to be away from you, he would always worry about you and want to know that you were safe. In the back of his mind, he’d never quite find himself able to not fret a little bit. Whenever he had a spare couple of minutes he would be trying to get in contact with you, keen to hear your voice and see for himself that things were alright. As much as he wished that you could constantly be by his side, Charles was also very supportive and aware of the fact that you had your own career and that sometimes you needed that time apart in order to both be able to achieve your dreams.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Charles was full of nicknames for you, the sweeter the better as far as he was concerned. He loved when his nicknames were able to make your smile turn up and turn the colour in your cheeks into a slight crimson colour.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with your smile as it filled Charles heart with love. He was always wanting to make sure you were happy, and knowing that he was the reason for that smile made it all the more meaningful.

P ⇴ PDA

Neither of you were huge on PDA, however everyone knew that you were a couple. Charles often held your hand or wrapped his arm around your waist to make sure that you were by his side and didn’t end up getting separated from him, and when he felt his confidence grow, he’d be there to plant a sweet kiss against your lips.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

One of the things Charles loved to do was ask you questions about your futures. He was intrigued to know how you saw the rest of your life panning out, particularly when you talked about how you envisioned life with Charles.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

No one aside from you knew this, but in his race boot Charles kept a photo of you so that you were still with him whenever he raced. He slid it in randomly once when he was still a junior and it seemed to bring him luck, and so ever since then it had just continued to be routine for him. He never changed the photo, despite the fact after so many years it was getting damaged, as he never wanted to change his superstition.

S ⇴ SEX

The most important thing to Charles when the two of you have sex is that you feel loved and that you feel adored in his company. He’s surprisingly romantic when it comes to those intimate moments between the two of you, Charles can be quite vocal, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and running his fingers through your hair. He’ll do anything just to make sure that you know exactly how much he loves you.

T ⇴ TEXTS

It’s the first thing that Charles does when he wakes up in the morning, he always sends you a message to see how you’ve slept or wish you good night, depending on where you are in the world and your difference in time zones.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You were the centre of Charles’ world and he couldn’t be prouder to make sure that everyone else knew that too. He gushed about you constantly and gave you a lot of credit for all of the amazing things he was doing in life.

V ⇴ VACATION

During the off season Charles loved to go away with you, switching off from everything and forgetting about the chaos that usually followed your lives. Your phones would be off and your attention would solely be on each other as you explored a new place together and made plenty of new memories with one another too.

W ⇴ WHINING

Although Charles was understanding when other people were around, that didn’t stop him from whining when you weren’t paying even just a small bit of attention to him too.

X ⇴ XXXX

You always felt the amount of love that Charles had for you in his kisses. Each one was delivered to you with sentiment and meaning, he never liked to just kiss you without reason. His favourite place to kiss you was against your cheek or against the corner of your smile as when he leaned over your shoulder to place it there it meant that Charles had the perfect view of your smile when he pulled away from you again.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were everything to Charles, he simply adored you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

One thing about Charles that never fails to surprise you is how cuddly he is at night, he refuses to let you go and makes sure to hold you as close to his chest for warmth as possible.

˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

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[bro-atz]

breakfast in bed

in which: you gotta get up and go to work, but seonghwa has something else in mind.

pair: (idol!)seonghwa/afab!reader

word count: 1.5k

content: smut, established relationship, morning sex, oral sex, cunnilingus (ofc), fingering, unprotected sex (PLS DON'T FORGET TO WRAP UP IRL), a little bit of a breeding kink, completely consensual!

rated: R | nsfw — minors do not interact

author's note: i blame my roommate for this title.

You woke up first that morning while your boyfriend laid next to you fast asleep. He got to sleep in because he didn’t have any schedules for the rest of the week, while you still had to haul your ass to work because the bills needed to be paid. With a soft sigh, you stretched a bit. Before you could slip out of the covers, Seonghwa’s arms reached out for you, and he hugged you from behind.

“Good morning,” he mumbled as he pressed his forehead into your back.

“Good morning,” you replied softly.

You rested your hands over his and snuggled comfortably into his embrace. Yes, you had to go to work, but you always had some time to spare in the morning. So, you spent a good couple of minutes in Seonghwa’s arms before attempting to pull yourself out of them.

“Baby, don’t go,” Seonghwa whined, his hold on you getting tighter.

“I have to get up, Hwa. I gotta work.”

“Gotta work. Gotta make that money, make purse,” Seonghwa mumbled, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“See? You get it. Now let me go.”

“No.”

You turned around in Seonghwa’s arms to flick his forehead, but upon seeing his beautiful face, your body refused to even lift a finger on him. Instead, you cupped his face, your thumb gently grazing his cheekbone. He smiled softly as his eyes fluttered open.

“I haven’t seen you in so long… Can’t you just call out of work? I want to spend the day with you… We can just stay in bed all day…” he whispered as his face neared yours.

“As tempting as that offer sounds, I have deadlines to meet,” you whispered back as you swept his bed-head hair away from his face.

“Those deadlines can wait one day,” Seonghwa pushed his agenda harder. He brought you even closer to him with a little jerk before nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “Think about it: no work, no chores— just us and a whole lot of… Not sleeping.”

His voice was getting more and more sensual as he explained what he would like to do with you that day, his hips pressing into yours slightly. You swallowed the pool of saliva that had rapidly formed when you felt his semi-firm cock rub against your crotch. Dammit, there was no way you would be able to leave him now. You wanted and needed him with your entire being.

“Alright,” you finally agreed.

Seonghwa’s face shot up from your neck, a huge smile on his face as he shone radiantly before you.

“Really? Are you sure?” he asked with his most innocent voice.

“What the hell, Seonghwa? You can’t pressure me like that and then be all angelic—”

While you lectured him, Seonghwa ended up cutting you off when he went under the covers, leaving playful bite marks along your waist, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your bottoms and pulling them downwards and off your body, your clothes getting buried under the duvet. A soft sigh left your lips as you pushed your hands down the covers to run your fingers through Seonghwa’s locks as he spread your legs apart.

You felt Seonghwa pepper kisses along the inside of your thigh, his hands going under your thighs and pushing them up. You wanted to see his face while he went down on you, so you threw the duvet off you to reveal your boyfriend and see that his face was dangerously close to your cunt, his shaggy bed-head covering his eyes. You couldn’t see his eyes, but you could see his lips curl into a sly smile and his tongue lick his lower lip in anticipation.

Seonghwa had a routine when he went down on you. He first licked a stripe from the bottom of your cunt to the top so painfully slowly, ensuring that every single nerve in your body tingled with excitement. Then, he left a sweet kiss on your clit before sucking lightly. And he did this every single time he ate you out, but it never failed to pleasure you greatly.

You arched your back and flung your head back as a sigh of pleasure left your lungs. When he stopped sucking and gave you a second to recover, you brought your head down and saw him looking at you with the most innocent yet devilish eyes. You ran your fingers through his hair and held his hair back for him before he resumed. His tongue swirled around your clit before teasing you, pushing past your folds and into you.

Every time he did something just right, you tugged on his hair slightly and stifled a moan while rolling your hips into his face. He started sensually then gradually picked up his pace when your attempts to hold back your moans failed. He let his tongue focus on flicking your clit quickly and repeatedly as he brought two of his slender fingers towards your cunt.

“H-Hwa!”you cried as you started panting, your vision blurring with stars. “Ah! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Your thighs trembled as your orgasm washed over you, Seonghwa fingers curling inside you one final time before pulling out, letting you squirt all over the bed. You cried loudly, your entire body tingling as you came.

Seonghwa barely gave you a moment to breathe. The second your hips stopped bucking upwards, he shed his pants and kneeled between your legs, his arms on either side of your shoulders. He used one hand to align his cock with your cunt, and the second his cock slid right in, he lowered upper body, his face right above yours.

“You feel good baby?” he whispered as his hips began to move slowly. “You like when I eat you out, don’t you?”

“I like everything you do, baby,” you whispered back.

Seonghwa, who had a teasing smirk, clamped his mouth shut. A light blush rose to his cheeks, and his cock throbbed inside you. His hips started moving slowly into you. The friction started making the tension in your stomach tense up again. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms over his shoulders, focusing entirely on him and his being.

The second your eyes became hazy and half-lidded, Seonghwa lowered himself to his elbows. His lips teased yours as he brushed them past yours very intentionally. You could feel his gradually quickening breath on your neck and collarbones as his head bobbed down every so often to actually leave a kiss, a mark, on the empty canvas of your neck and chest.

“You look so pretty under me like this, baby…” he sighed out “You look so sexy right now.”

Seonghwa continued to whisper sweet nothings into your ears as he sped up his gyrations.

“I’ve never wanted anyone the way that I want you,” he said with a husky voice as he brushed your hair out of your face. “I’m obsessed with you.”

“Seonghwa…” you sighed out sweetly. You suddenly gasped when he changed his angle slightly, his cock rubbing right against your G-spot. “Oh, right there!”

So, Seonghwa thrust faster into the same spot over and over again until you flung your head back and moaned loudly, your nails leaving crescents in the skin on his shoulders. Feeling your walls flutter and spasm around his cock and get tighter as you fully came again drove your boyfriend crazy.

Grabbing your waist, Seonghwa went upright and rammed his waist into yours repeatedly. He also kept pulling you towards him, making the impact all the more stronger and faster. You watched through bleary eyes as he bit his lower lip, his shaggy hair blocking his eyes again; but, when he flung his head back, you got to see his eyes flutter and roll to the back of his head, making butterflies rampage in your stomach.

Seonghwa pulled out and stroked his cock a couple more times before strings of white shot out and decorated your breasts and stomach, his cock twitching as more and more left him. When he finished completely, he let out the groan he had been holding back, the sound of his deep voice echoing in your ears.

When he finished, he leaned back to observe his work. You watched him as his eyes darted around and ran over your entire body, only for your own eyes to trail downwards from his face to his developing chest to his abs to his cock. You saw his cock twitch and start to firm up again the longer Seonghwa stared at your body, and the twitching only got more intense when he reached for your breasts and started kneading them like a cat making biscuits.

Seeing his cock rise back up like that honestly made you want more. You held his cock gently and pumped it a couple of times before holding it at your entrance before locking eyes with him.

“You said we could spend the whole day in bed, so let’s do it.”

“You’re so… God… I’m so attracted to you,”Seonghwa’s shock melted into a smile before he bent down to leave a small peck on your lips. “Your wish is my command, baby.”

“But this time, stay inside. Fill me up.”

“Good God, your wish is my fucking command.”

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[veryberryjelly]

I sent a request but forgot to say who for😭, would I be able to request the prompt 27 and/or 28 for theo nott x f!reader? Thank you so much ❤️❤️

theo nott x fem!reader

prompts ; ' legs being held apart by their hands ' + ' nibbling their ear gently '

kinda a pt 2 to this fic x

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

somehow the best day of your life had stretched out into the longest in the best and worst way possible.

you had spent your entire day surrounded by your closest friends and family, celebrating your union to the man you want to spend the rest of your life with.

but that day was going on for just a smidge too long when all you could think about was taking theo back to your hotel room and celebrating your first night as a married couple.

no one seemed to want to leave. even as 10pm rolled around everyone was still partying pretty hard.

you had sat yourself down a few minutes ago after dancing with your girlfriends and you could only watch in adoration as everyone continued to dance.

and then your eyes locked on theo.

your husband.

the slight smirk on his lips as he approached you set your stomach on fire.

there would never be a day that you didnt feel like this just from the sight of your boy.

when he finally came to stand infront of you, his hand lifted to tilt your chin up slightly.

" how's my wife doing ?" he questioned, a smile lighting up both of your faces.

" i'm doing fine, how's my husband doing ?"

" wishing people would get tired of dancing already "

a laugh bubbled up from both of you.

" i can't take this much longer, teddy. you look too handsome in your suit..." your voice was almost whiny as you looked up at theo. you would think at your wedding you would've gotten to spend some time with him but with so many guests it was hard to get a minute alone.

" c'mon, sweetheart. " he said quietly, his hand dropping from your face to offer it out to you.

you didnt hesitate to take his hand as he lead you out of the hall and into the garden. the fresh air seemed to get rid of every ailment you had previously been feeling.

the slight pinch of your shoes, the minor headache you'd had from your hair and the loud music and the pins in your hair.

theo lead you to the end of the garden, setting his jacket down on a stone plinth before helping you up onto it.

" missed you today, gorgeous " he admitted, one of his hands coming up to brush your hair from your face, the other resting on the fabric of your dress, pulling it up slightly as his hand travelled up your leg.

" missed you too, handsome. thought i'd get to see more of my husband on our wedding day. "

it was nice to know that you had both been feeling the same way today. the most you had seen eachother was during the photos and then at the meal, but since then you'd been overwhelmed by loved ones.

his lips slotted over yours and your arms lifted to wrap around his neck while his other hand dropped to your other leg.

with both of his hands he made quick work of pulling your dress up to the best of his ability, his hands moving to hold your legs apart so he could slot easily between them.

his kisses were soft and passionate, both of you clearly just wanting to bask in each others presence.

as he pulled back, a slight laugh slid over your lips when you saw your lipstick smudged around his mouth.

even with the new band on his finger, it was nice to see a more obvious reminder that this was your man.

you began to trail a line of tinted kisses along his cheek, the feeling of his palms against your thigh spurring you on.

when you reached his ear you dipped your head slightly and bared your teeth, taking his earlobe between them and biting down slightly, eliciting a soft groan from your husband.

he lifted one of his hands from your leg to push lightly against your chest.

" not now, baby. we gotta get through the rest of the night, and then i'm all yours "

while that idea sounded lovely, the rest of the night seemed like it would take forever.

" you sure we can't just make an irish exit ?" you asked causing the smile you fell in love with to bloom across his face.

" we can't make an irish exit at our wedding, but i promise when we get back to the hotel, it will be just me and you until we head to the airport "

oh, the airport. your honeymoon.

the image of lounging on a beach with theo seemed to distract you enough for him to get you off the plinth and lead you back to the party, the smear of your lipstick on his face the only evidence you had ever been gone.

#༊*·˚𝐣𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐬 𝟏.𝟓𝐤 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 #·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐟𝐢𝐜 #·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 #theo nott #theo nott x y/n #theo nott x you #theo nott x reader #theo nott smut #theo nott imagine #theodore nott moodboard #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott smut #theodore nott imagine #theodore nott x you #golden trio #golden trio incorrect quotes #golden trio era #golden trio fanart #slytherin boys #theodore nott #louis partridge x reader #louis partridge imagine #louis partridge

[luvlystarr]

.・。.・゜❃・.・❃・゜・。.

Prompt: Your husband, John Price, came home from work.

Content: Fluff & comfort (Check the end for a little note!)

・゜・。. .・。.・゜ The sun had already fallen below the horizon and was replaced by the moon, paired with the dark sky. There was a slight breeze in the air, it wasn’t too cold and it was just perfect.

You had just arrived home, completely brunt out from work. It was to the point you didn't even have enough energy to change clothes. Instead, you laid down on the couch, motionless.

Thankfully, it was the end of the week. The past couple days felt like absolute hell. All you did was paperwork upon paperwork and deal with your crappy co-workers. Not only that but you've been waiting days for your husband, John Price, to return back home from yet another mission. There's always something going on in the world that forces him to leave you for multiples times within the span of a few months.

After thirty minutes of staring into nothing, you decided it was time to make some dinner. As much as you didn't want to cook you knew it was the best option since you've been eating takeout for so long.

You looked around the pantry before finding a box of pasta and tomato sauce. As you began to cook your simple meal, you decided to play some music.

The loud melodies completely blocked off your awareness to your surroundings. You didn’t even hear the door open and the sound of footsteps approaching you.

While you were humming along you suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and someone's face bury itself into the crook of your neck.

Your heart leaped out of your chest as a loud shriek left your lips. You quickly whipped your head around only to realize it was just John

"John, you scared me!" You exclaimed, your heart still pounding.

"Sorry, love, I missed you," John murmured, his voice more gruff than usual.

A soft smile appeared on your lips as he nestled closer to you. He only showed his vulnerable side to you. “I thought you said you would spend the night with the boys to celebrate,” you say as you turn around to fully face him.

John sighed deeply, his arms holding onto you for dear life, almost like he was afraid you would slip away. “It's been almost three weeks, I had to see you,” he mumbled. A small laugh left your lips. You knew John definitely used 'the missus needs me' excuse again. He always used that excuse to get away from certain situations, even though he knows you're perfectly fine. He just doesn't like being away from you for so long. But how can you blame him? You also can't bear spending time away from him.

After another minute, John lifts his head up. The dim lighting was still able to illuminate the exhaustion etched on his face. “What’re you making?” He asked, looking over to see the boiling pot on the stove.

“Pasta, nothing special. Oh! We need to go grocery shopping soon, there’s barely anything in the pantry,” you reply.

It was such a simple meal but John was craving anything that wasn’t MREs. He desperately missed eating your home cooked meals.

“Give me the list, I'll take care of it tomorrow,” he says as he kisses your cheek.

You instantly shook your head in disagreement. "It's fine, I can do it! You just came back from a mission and you need to rest," you protested.

Suddenly, John kissed your lips softly. “At least let me help you with dinner tonight,” he said pulling away.

Your lips curl into a smile at the short yet sweet kiss you two shared. “Yeah, you can help out.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into another kiss.

This was the first kiss you two had in what felt like eternity. You could feel your heart fluttering at the feeling.

John’s hand left your hips and gently cupped your cheek, his thumb rubbing it slowly.

Oh, how you two missed each other’s touch.

A simple kiss from one another basically washed away all the tension and exhaustion from both of your bodies.

The two of you pull away after a moment, eyes still closed while still holding each other closely.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you during the mission.. I kept thinking how much I missed being here with you,” John whispered.

“I missed you too, hun,” you respond as your head leans into the palm of his hand.

The sound of water boiling rapidly caught your attention. You were so caught up in the moment that you completely forgot about the pasta.

“Shoot, I overcooked the pasta!” You quickly let go of John and turned the stove off. A small huff left your lips while you watched the bubbles slowly die down.

You turn back to John with an apologetic smile. “You don’t mind overcooked pasta, right?” You chuckle, earning a laugh from him.

“I’m fine with anything as long as you made them,” he replied.

He then opened one of the cabinets, pulling out a pot. “I’ll help you with the sauce, yeah?”

You nodded your head, smiling broadly. “That’d be great! Thanks, hun.”

It didn’t take long for dinner to be served. The rest of the night was filled with chatter and laughter. John was glad he spent the night with you instead.

・゜・。. .・。.・゜

Thank you so much for the support on my last post, I’m really happy that you guys enjoyed it!!

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#john price x reader #john price x reader fluff #john price x you #john price #captain john price #john price fluff #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #cod modern warfare #john price cod

[quitealotofsodapop]

The fact that some of Macaque's "clones" are so weirdly affectionate of Wukong and MK only serves to confuse them more. Like, it gets to the point that every time Macaque appears in S1-S3, the two little shadows can and will tackle either Wukong or MK for cuddles. In the scene where Macaque attacks them while in Sandy's airship and is focusing entirely on MK because he now knows Wukong is pregnant, the cubs have the job of keeping Wukong occupied and they do so by, what else, pinning himnto the ground like Baba-Macaque wants and full on nuzzling and purring as they don't get to see 'Wukong-Mama" a lot because Baba is so mad/sad whenever Wukong comes into conversation altho it doesn't stop him and them from spying on Wukong-Mama from a the shadows. MK and Mei are fighting for their lives in the episode where they get separated, and Rumble and Savage are hanging around Pigsy, Tang, and Wukong and enjoying seeing him acting so silly with Amnesia. It's only during the Lantern City Talent Show that Wukogn realizes they aren't just weirdly affectionate clones.

Prev post.

these clones do seem to pin/tackle Wukong a lot.

I imagine in the SlowBoiled au - the tackling is a little more gentle given what Macaque knows by then. Wukong def notices that the two clones are still very affectionate to him and MK - and has his suspicions all the way back during S1.

In S3 when the gang gets separated; Macaque instructs the "clones" (even he's figured out that not true) to stay with Wukong while he chases MK. The Twins are delighted! Papa is giving them time to spend with Wukong-Mama! Clearly, their plans to repair the troop is working.

Pigsy, Tang, and Mo quickly notice the two stowaways and at first react with fear/anger at their presence - only for the two Macaque-shaped shadows to cock their heads with confusion, chirping like baby monkeys as they shrink to the size of cats. Wukong had already been in astral meditation at this point, so he's not able to recognise the twins' presence, even as they curl on his crossed legs and pick through his fur. The twins hoot sadly, thinking that their new "Mama" is ignoring them.

As Pigsy and Tang try to wrap their heads around the situation, the twins accidentally wake Wukong from his meditation, trying to get his attention. Tang is ofc kidnapped by Scorpion Queen in the confusion. Wukong awakens, memory fractured, and sees what he thinks is part of his Pilgrim troop, and a pair of unfamiliar baby monkeys.

Amnesiac!Wukong: "Oh! When did you two get here? You smell awfully familiar." (*sniff sniff*) "Macaque! You smell like him! Did he send you ahead to make peace?" Rumble & Savage: (*delighted chattering!*) Amnesiac!Wukong, with a wistful/worried tone: "Oh plums... do you... have a mama? Or another parent?" Rumble & Savage: (*look between each other, confused. Both shake their heads and leap into Wukong's arms, chattering a short explanation*) Amnesiac!Wukong, shocked: "Ehh?! He brought you into this world himself?! Then he managed what I've been trying to do! No wonder he sent you to find me! Oh I'm so happy!" Rumble & Savage: (*chirp a cautious question*) Amnesiac!Wukong, smiling: "Of course! I'd be delighted to be your Mama! I can't wait for Macaque to arrive so we can all be together as a family! The Stalwarts will be so glad!" (*Wukong cuddles the twins tight, all three monkeys purring*) Pigsy: "Err... Monkey? "Master" is still missing." Wukong, sighs: "Okay... c'mon cubs, I need to save Master Tripitaka. He's like the head of our troop. I can introduce you to everyone properly once we get him back." Rumble & Savage: (*cling to Wukong's front and back, chirping with excitement!*)

The rest of the Amnesia Rules episode becomes more focused on Wukong's interactions with the Pilgrims, and how he's at his core a gentle, motherly monkey. Pigsy sees a side of Wukong he never knew existed.

Once Wukong's memory returns, he is very confused by the baby shadow monkeys clinging to him, calling him "Mama". He sniffs and looks them over in Gold-Vision (the twins giggling the whole time), and with a shocked expression declares;

Wukong: "Macaque brought these two back from Diyu!" Tang: "What?! Is that even possible?!" Wukong, thinking hard: "It shouldn't be. Unless... they were hanging around the Underworld, unable to reincarnate because..." (*suddenly gets really sad/guilty look on his face*) Pigsy: "Because how?" Wukong: "If they weren't registered in the Book of the Dead... or if someone accidentally erased their names as he was going through the list of monkey demons..." Tang: (*covers gasp as he realises*) Rumble & Savage: (*confused chirps?*) Wukong: "I'm so sorry babies. I don't know why Macaque brought you back with him, but I'm glad he did. He's always had a soft spot for cubs. I hope in a... weird way, that this is a sign that he wants to repair things." Rumble & Savage: (*delighted chirping & hugging Wukong as they chatter about their "Papa"*) Wukong, chuckling smugly: "Oh really? He's been saying that about me? I just knew he couldn't get me out of his head." Rumble & Savage, both mimicking Mac's voice: "Peaches!" Wukong, slight blush forming: "He still calls me that?" Pigsy, Tang, & Mo: (*shared looks of confusion*)

Once the gang reunites after catching up with the Demon Bull family, MK sees the twins and splutters out;

MK: "Monkey King! They're-!" Wukong, twins clinging to him: "It's ok MK. They're just little demon monkeys. Macaque picked himself up some strays while he was in the Underworld. And super cute ones, might I add!" (*blows raspberries on the twins' faces*) Rumble & Savage: (*delighted giggling/shrieking*) MK, Mei, & Sandy: (*look to the others for an explanation*) Pigsy, shrugs: "He's good with kids."

Pigsy ofc starts to recognise some similarities to how the twin monkeys act, and how MK was when he was little. But that can of worms can be opened later. Now they've got Rings to gather and a bone demon to defeat.

Lantern City doesn't go as smooth as planned for Macaque. LBD has figured out that his two "persistent clones" aren't actual clones, and threatens them as collateral to get Macaque to comply.

The twin baby monkeys shriek when they glimpse at the Samadhi Fire. Almost as if they've seen it before...

#slow boiled stone egg au #lmk penumbra au #sun wukong #six eared macaque #liu er mihou #shadowpeach #lmk rumble & savage #lmk eclipse twins #lmk mk #qi xiaotian #lmk pigsy #lmk tang #lmk aus #lmk #lego monkie kid #wrote the dialogue a little ambiguously so it could apply to SlowBoiled or a basic canon divergence like Penumbra

[wonijinjin]

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author’s note: this is quite a sensitive topic and i am not entirely sure if i could convey the message of a situation like this, but i hope it turned out to be comforting for the ones who go through this, you are not alone.

synopsis: finding the escape from the grey everydays in the form of joshua hong.

word count: 0.7k | genre: hurt/comfort, a bit angsty | pairing: joshua x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of family issues (nothing graphic), bad mental health

it was one of those days again. when the arguments seemed never-ending, when you couldn’t focus on anything else, but the events happening in the morning; it wasn’t a pretty scene that was certain. you had spent every minute of your time putting up with your parents, trying to survive yet another day. you had one main goal today in this never ending evil circle; to have a sleepover with your boyfriend later after your usual date. he was your exit, your escape from this nightmare of a family others would never wish upon their worst enemies, he kept you going. you loved him more than anything, you couldn’t imagine your life without him.

“earth to you? hello?” joshua’s voice echoed in your ears when you looked up from your haze. “did you see something in your drink? you were staring at it like it was some kind of monster.” he chuckled, his eye smile making an appearance along with his wide smile. you were at the local coffee shop, sipping on some delicious bevareges. “sorry, i just got distracted shua.” you shyly admitted, your pout and bad mood evident to literally anyone looking at you. “what’s up darling? you seem to be a bit deflated today. like a balloon which got popped.” he noted, making a pointing gesture in the air with sound effects to prove his point. you stayed silent, a few stray tears welling up in your eyes. you didn’t like crying in front of him; you didn’t like to always remind him of the burden you carried along with you from your household. “awww baby, please don’t cry!” he cooed while standing up from his end of the table and coming over to hug your frame. “tell your sweet boyfriend what is the problem. i am sure whatever it is we can solve it.” he pleaded while patting your head rhythmically. “my parents fought again in the morning.” you sigh, feeling a big stone come off your chest with the words; it was great to be able to speak up about it. “oh baby, i am sorry.” he cradled your head in his arms. “i know things have been a bit chaotic and rough nowadays, i can see it taking a toll on you.” he whispered into your hair. “i am fine, really, it just gets tiring with time.” you reassured him, but he knew how much it hurt you on the inside. he never wanted you to lose your cheerful side, so he did his absolute best to help you in every way possible. “you know what? let’s spend the rest of the afternoon at my place darling.” he offered with a gentle hand reaching out for yours.

“i love you so much.” you confessed to joshua while making a cup of tea in his kitchen. “i love you too sweetheart. till the day this planet exists, i will always be here for you." he threw you a kiss from beside the counter, smirking mischievously. "do you want sugar or honey in the tea?” he asked while opening the cupboards and searching for the mentioned ingredients. “i think i will stick with honey.” you winked “pun intended.” his eyes lit up from laughing and he trapped you in his embrace in a swift motion; a bear hug for sadness. “good to see that your humour is still the same.” you looked at him fondly, kissing his cheek. "you always make me feel at ease, you know.” he poured out the remaining tea and grabbed your hand, initiating for you to move to the living room. "let go of every ounce of stress you have darling. you can always be yourself with me, and you can always tell me everything.” he made you lay down on the couch while he reached forward for a big blanket to cover the two of you after settling down himself. "which movie do you want to watch today?" he questioned while pulling you into his side. you only grinned at him, not saying anything. "don't tell me you want to watch what i think you want to..." he sighed; he knew your favourite comfort movie and how much you loved it, but for him it was getting a bit much. "you know exactly that i in fact want to watch that, shua!" you giggled upon seeing his distressed face. you appreciated him for not getting tired of the movie (or at least not saying that he was bored of it); he was the sweetest (as always) when you were feeling down. "fine, since you are in need of something happy i will agree on this for you darling." he smiled and grabbed the remote, putting the film on the tv immediately. “but next time i choose! deal?” he questioned playfully. “deal.” in moments like these, when he made you forget about your everyday worries, these were the times when you really realised how grateful you are for his presence in your life. you couldn't have wished for anybody else, but him as the escape from this cruel world.

#wonijinjin #caratsland #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seventeen drabbles #svt drabbles #seventeen #joshua x y/n #joshua x you #svt joshua #joshua x reader #seventeen joshua #joshua hong #joshua #svt jisoo #seventeen hong jisoo #seventeen jisoo #hong jisoo

[simpfordemetri]

The guards with a sleepy mate?? Would they be soft and gentle or would they be normal uhhh i need it so bad😚😚

Volturi guards X Sleepy Mate

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ALEC

He didnt expect himself to react like that just by the figure of you sleeping

But he did

He found himself totally in awe with you ,more than ever

And for the first time he didnt want your bite date to arrive

Even if the Volturi decided they could wait two more years to change you,in that moment he felt like two years werent enough,he needed more nights to feel this warm sensation that your sleep causes him

But he is not a creepy Eduardo Cullenardo(sorry)

He will actually sit next to you in bed,hand on your back caressing it softly and just enjoying your warm.

JANE

At first it was nothing special

A human sleeping,i mean yeah her human but it was sleeping,nothing surprising that humans do.

Until one day you had a really bad week and asked her to stayed with you while you napped for a bit as she was off dutty

What she didnt realise all this time is how relaxed she feels next to you,hearing your hearts beats and your slow breathing

And when out of nowhere you grabbed her hand while sleeping?

She had a brain stroke and she swear that not even possible to happen to vampires

She just concentrates on your breath and heartbeat while you sleep,and she feels nothing but a bit human

Adding that she also needs to at least hold your hand or your pinky while you sleep,she prefers that rather than cuddling tbh

DEMETRI

He becomes so so so soft

I mean he already becomes soft at the minimun thing you do because he is just so enamored by you

Like you could lift a finger and he will celebrate it tbh

He makes sure to be next to you whenever you sleep,it can be a simple nap or night time,he is there

And he is all over cuddling you,prefering to be the big spoon ans having his head resting on top of yours

Cause then he is able to kiss your forehead everynow and then

Now,if you mumble something or talk in your sleep he gets so excited cause can humans do that?

And the first time that happened he for sure thought you were awake and started to have a conversation with yoj until he realised you were talking in your sleep and got so confused

FELIX

Homeboy loves when you sleep because is a form of making sure that for a brief moment of the day you are calm

But he is afraid of getting into bed with you and cuddling you because he does not want to fuck up by even moving accidentally a bit and waking you up

He knows its facts that when humans are suddenly wake up we get really mad

And the last thing he wants is you screaming at him in the middle of the night (if its not because he is making you scream of an orgasm)

So he just stick to sit on the sopha next to the bed reading while you sleep

You know he is there and he knows you are sleeping well and no nightmares are happening so you both are content

However if you two have sexy segss the of course he will spend the night in the bed cuddling you,or if you ask him he will too

He is a gentleman i love him my pookie bear

HEIDI

Yes

Like i dont have anything mire to say but i must so here i go

Firstly she is all over buying matching pjs and wear them to bed as if she were going to sleep to

Actually she likes pretending she can sleep

She will like to be the little spoon and gets a bit sad when you get too comfy in your sleep that you turn around and stop cuddling her

The first times that happened she almost woke you up to ask you why did you do that

So she have to remind herself you are sleeping and she might as well be the big spoon now cause Heidi my love its your turn

Loves playing with your hair while you sleep and scratching your head

Hi pookies i tried to make the title a bit more cute do you all like it 🥹🥹

#twilight #the twilight saga #the volturi #twilight saga #heidi volturi #alec volturi #demetri volturi #felix volturi #jane volturi

[bekkathyst]

The Next Months - Shop & Life

Somehow it's almost summer, but mentally I feel like the year is still just beginning.

Here are all my upcoming plans for the next month or two! I always want to keep you all updated, so you can plan your open boxes and decide which sales you'd like to partake in.

This week (Friday, June 7th) will be our luscious, colorful crystal sale!

Shortly afterward, I will begin taking orders for the Sainte Marie-aux-Mines gem show mystery boxes and personal shopping requests. This year, I will not be selling directly from the show. I'm going to keep my focus on fulfilling these mystery boxes and personal shopping requests.

The Sainte-Marie Mineral Show is a massive, international trade show that takes place in the small mining town of Sainte-Marie-aux-Mines, France from June 26th- 30th. Our trip there will be from the 24th to the 29th.

After we return from France, I will have another crystal sale with the items I found at the show!

At the beginning of July, I should have my next jewelry collection ready to be released. For this collection, my focus will be the local fairytales and folklore I grew up hearing.

And I'm not sure what comes after that just yet!

This seems like a lot happening in a short amount of time, and it kind of is! At least compared to how this year has been so far. This is for a couple of reasons. Gem shows are a great way for me to source unique materials that I am not able to source year-round. It also avoids the issue I've had with delayed shipments. Summer seems to be the best time of year for our shop, and since we have so much to make up for right now, I would like to do as much as I can during this season.

On a personal note, this next month and a half is the last chance we have to build up our savings before we submit our next round of immigration paperwork for Antonio's residency permit here. Since we are self-employed, we face a bit more scrutiny when we have to prove that our income is sufficient to immigration officials. They like to see a good amount in savings, and due to how things have been going the past few months, we really have a lot of catching up to do. So, we will be working hard these next several weeks to make sure we do all we can! We can't wait to get back out there and select these pieces for you. After all of this commotion, we will likely take a week or two to just rest and spend time with our daughter, Luna, since it will be summer break for her as well.

Please let me know if you have any questions or concerns! Thank you so much.

#original #updates

[writtenonreceipts]

Jily prompt(on their bed:)): “James, you’re on my side!”

Hope you enjoy this!  It was very, very hard to get back into the swing of things and write.  So it’s short…and probably not the best…around 700 words.

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The One I Love

It had been a long day.

Excruciatingly long.

As Lily finally opened the front door, exhaustion encapsulated her.  She could feel it all the way into her bones.  It actually felt a little nice to admit it—she’d been trying all day to pretend she was fine.  Now she let her walls down and just be tired.  Sometimes it was hard to hold it all together.  Hard to pretend to be something that she wasn’t.  And here at home, it didn’t matter anymore.

Sighing, Lily kicked off her shoes into the already waiting pile by the door.  There were James’ muddy soccer cleats that still had grass clinging to the spikes and her slippers with holes in the toes.  It was familiar and comforting and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

In the kitchen she left her purse on the table covered with textbooks and notebooks.  Much like her, James had been busy with his own work—mostly studying towards his PhD—and it was making both of their lives chaotic.  Chaotic to the point that they hadn’t been spending much time together.  Which was exceedingly annoying since they’d only been married three months.

It was strange missing someone she was already so close with.

She left her purse on the table knowing she would be up in five hours and starting the routine over again.

Without bothering to eat, Lily moved down the hall to the bedroom.  All she wanted to do was peel out of her clothes, crawl into bed, and sink into sleep.  She’d been so busy lately that functioning in any capacity seemed nearly impossible.  Any amount of rest she could get was welcome.

She pushed into the bedroom, dark and quiet aside from James’ soft snoring.  It would have been a welcome sight, seeing him sprawled there across the bed, if only he hadn’t been taking up her side of the bed.

Approaching the bed, Lily stared down at her husband.  He was curled around one of her pillows with the quilt twisted around his waist, his t-shirt riding up to expose a patch of skin.  Lily didn’t know how he could sleep like that—so chaotic and…floppy.  She smiled, unable to help it, and leaned over to brush errant curls out of his face.

“Hey,” she whispered, hoping to ease him awake.

James, of course, was more or less dead to the world.

Lily prodded his shoulder and tried to push him over to his side of the bed.  He was deceptively lean though and weighed more than even she realized.  All she managed to do was give herself an inch.

“You big tree,” she said, pushing at him again.  This time she managed to rouse him a little bit into reality.

“Mmmph,” James groaned scrunching a little further to his own side of the bed.

“You’re on my side of the bed,” Lily informed him as she continued to try and get him to roll over the rest of the way.

“’S’late,” James murmured, one had flopping out, reaching for her. “Wherewereyou?”

Lily eased onto the bed, tugging the blankets over to her side when James refused to give them up.  She smiled to herself as James immediately rolled back towards her, wrapping his arms around her middle and tugging her close.

“Sorry I’m late,” she said.  She ran her fingers through his hair, messy and erratic as ever. “Did you have a good day?”

His arms flexed around her as his mouth pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Missed you.”

A small ache formed right in the center of her chest.  She knew, they both knew, how chaotic their schedules were going to be.  At least for a little while longer.  But it still hurt, being away.  It still hurt to know that this had been the extent of their married life since actually getting married.  Tired talks and sleepy greetings.  Maybe they’d been able to steal coffee together in the afternoon. 

It was all so different than what she’d been expecting.

Lily looked down at James who had almost certainly drifted back off to sleep.  She shifted until they were flush against each other and she could bury her nose against his chest and breath in his familiar scent.  This was all she needed.  Just him and the rest would work itself out.

Sighing, Lily closed her eyes and hugged him closer.

“I love you,” she whispered.

James, even clouded in sleep, held her tighter still.

#jily #james potter #lily evans #jily fanfiction #fanfiction #fic #harry potter #mauraders #modern au #prompt

[ezhiaray]

Babysitter au the start.

Adam is visiting Lucifer's house to see his neice(stare at Lucifer). He's playing with her in the living room.

Lucifer is in the kitchen on the phone.

Lucifer:Shite!

Adam perks up and shouts out: What's wrong Luci?

Lucifer comes into the living room looking both angry and sad: That was Charlie's usual babysitter, she said she won't be able to come anymore due to some family issues. Fudge, I don't have anyone to watch Charlie after school, and I work late tomorrow and the rest of next week. I can ask my siblings, but their schedules are as busy as mine.

Charlie puffs up her cheeks: I'm not a baby.

Adam registers what he says, then shouts out without thinking: I can watch Char-Char!

Lucifer looks at him with shock: Are you sure? Aren't you in your last year of college? I don't want you to volunteer just because I'm in a bad spot.

Adam: No, it's great. Really, I will get to see and spend more time with Charlie(and you). Plus, the job market is looking like shit with my schedule this semester. I got all morning classes this year. So watch the twerp, do homework, and get some cash(see you) it will be fucking fantastic.

Lucifer: I'm glad you seem excited to take this on. But, as I keep telling you, don't curse in front of Charlie.

Charlie with a smile on her face and hands on her hips : Yeah, Uncle Addy, no-no words is a no.

Adam: You're right, sorry. So, how much are you paying out, Mr. Employer?

Lucifer: I guess I'll pay you the same amount as Barbie.. since you'll be taking over her Charlie sitting services. Is $20 an hour okay? I can do higher.

Adam: That's more than fucking minimum wage! Hell yeah, it's more than okay! It's a fucking deal!

Lucifer: Adam!

Charlie: Ooh, Uncle Addy is in trouble again.

(I'll have more time to respond now due to being on vacation...so you can ask/message me about this au if you want. I will probably make some doodles, too!)

#hazbin hotel #hazbinhotel #hhau #adamsapple au #lucifer x adam #adamsapple #guitarduck #babysitteradam #babysitterau

[briebysabs]

Vnc OP 1 - Sora to Utsuro

We are here again! I’ll be taking the time to talk of VnC’s first opening and breaking down the lyrics. Specifically in regards to what I will refer to as the dream loop theory. If you don’t know what I mean by that, the base summary is that the VnC universe is a story. Noé is the narrator, the character, the archiver and the creator. Noé is writing the memoires to manifest his memories. Let’s call it a memory world. He does this either to escape his regret-filled reality or to save Vanitas. However, when he “loops”, he doesn’t remember why he’s there so everything plays out the way it was written in the memoires.

Then Noé will live on, write the memoires again, and the cycle continues. And because he’s done this countless times, the memoirs gradually stray away from the original story. I’ll elaborate further when talking about OP 1. Right about now!

This was the main translation I could find for the full song (not including English covers but I could reach the same conclusions for those as well) If anyone has other translations for the whole thing, I’d love to see it. https://youtu.be/G_bJwB1YePw?si=xPVlV3_Fd57S-Bo1

/You’re pondering the simple things, pretty much human emotions and love/

/I hope one day you’ll understand/

/Too many wounds have left you patched together, a miserable sight/

/That doesn’t even know the definition of alive/

It is confirmed that this opening is from Noe’s POV. But keep in mind for the rest of this thread, it’s future Noé speaking. There are two main readings for the song; for the most part it’s Noé talking to or about Vanitas. And then there’s Noé talking to himself. This part has both interpretations.

Noé to Vanitas: Vanitas does struggle to understand his emotions throughout the story, that includes love. Vanitas is a broken individual, has too many wounds/trauma Noé cannot ignore and for a long time, was fueled by getting his “revenge”. Thus he’s forgotten what it means to live. You can also read into “doesn’t know the definition of alive” in a meta sense, from the beginning of the story he’s already dead.

And the very name ‘Vanitas’ is surrounded with the imagery of death, futility and mortality. So yes, Vanitas as a concept doesn’t know what ‘alive’ is.

Noé to himself: Noé as well is trying to figure out human emotions. This is a case study of a human after all. The memoirs follow Noe’s journey in understanding Vanitas’ thinking. And we’ve had Noé blatantly ask Vanitas what love means. But we can read this as Noé , sort of telling his past self that one day he will understand and feel this pain. Take note of “many wounds have left you patched together”. As I said, he could be talking about how “fragile” Vanitas is but what if this is about himself?

/No need to say “just the two of us” or anything/

/I have a feeling we can understand each other/

/And that’s fine for now/

This is calling to the Catacombs Arc, where Vanitas repeats Noe’s line of being able to do anything together. Interesting enough, it’s that arc where we see a bit of Vanitas’ backstory and it ends with the two sitting against each other. An understanding has been reached. Of course we all know that’s what VnC is about but of course he adds the ‘for now’ because what would this show be without its looming doom.

/I love this world and the light only you give me/

/Makes the world I see through these fractured eyes/

/Look gleaming and bright/

It’s these verses that made me want to spend more time on this. First of all, ‘I love this world’, a little weird right? I can only hope this translation is the most accurate but we’re saying ‘this’ instead of ‘the world’. Makes it sound like “I like this one. I prefer this one.” And ‘the light only you give me’ is very odd if we’re saying this is from Noe’s POV. Emphasis on ONLY.

Another reason why I believe it’s future Noé singing because why would present Noé say Vanitas is the only light he has? Vanitas is the only thing keeping him from falling apart. Vanitas being the sole reason Noé loves the world…doesn’t line up with the Noé we’re seeing now. Now it could be Vanitas is a “special” light. But that kinda raises more alarms because Vanitas is very admired in this song guys. And present Noé I feel wouldn’t be so sure in proclaiming this. The world being seen through fractured eyes could be multiple things. We know Noé sustained an injury on his left eye when Teacher bought him.

This could feed into a theory that has been speculated over the years that Noe’s vision was permanently altered and he sees things from that eye differently. Of course, it could refer to future Noe’s perception of life being broken due to the events of the series. Thus why Vanitas is the one thing that makes it gleaming and bright. You could then ask “But Vanitas is gone in the future so how is that possible?” In comes my theory. It’s interesting how Noé is often associated with light, the sun etc. but here we see him give those characteristics to Vanitas’ presence.

/There’s no such thing as a sure thing/

/But you can see me can’t you?/

Things get a little fuzzy here. Obviously, nothing is sure, nothing lasts forever. This period of happiness will pass. But “you can see me”. Assuming this world is a memory, this could be Noé being elated from seeing Vanitas. That his plan has worked. But you can also interpret this, I forgot who pointed it out but ty whoever you are, that this is the one moment Vanitas interjects in the song. Essentially saying, “you can see me, so this is not real.” As if trying to wake Noé up. And if you look at the OP itself, for most of it Vanitas is following or lagging behind Noé like a ghost. There’s even a part where Noé is looking at a drawing of a view instead a real one, Vanitas is yelling at him, trying to get his attention and Noé ignores him completely. Not to mention the OP starts and ends with Noé sleeping, Vanitas nor his belongings ever in the room almost as if it was all a dream hmmm.

You can see this also as Noé acknowledging the world he has created is only temporary. Noé knows this isn’t real, isn’t a sure thing. But then Vanitas comes in to be like “you can see me, can’t you. So is it that bad?”

/I’m pondering the simple things, pretty much emptiness and frigidity/

/One by one lies have increased/

/Playing with a simple puppet/

/My rusted head is shaking/

We’ve contrasted “human emotions and love” with “emptiness and frigidity” here. Frigid here means the bitter cold, stiff, lacking in warmth. The opposite of what Noé says this world gives him so safe guess, he’s talking about the reality he is escaping. Where Vanitas is dead as well as a lot of his friends. The lies have built upon each other, adding to my theory where the numerous times Noé has done this has created layers upon layers of worlds. And each one has more inaccuracies than the last. This is his story, a play, he is the writer and the puppeteer of everyone’s roles. When they appear, what they say and do is decided by what Noé writes in the memoires. But by all the loops he’s made himself a puppet too. His head being rusted could hint at many, many years passing since everything happened. What’s even more interesting is remember, Vanitas is the one usually associated with cold and emptiness. So why is Noé assigning those things to his thoughts? It really shows how future Noé has come to view Vanitas vs himself. Because ignoring any theories or whatever for a second, future Noé is clearly burdened with regrets and hate towards himself.

/Your laughing was reflected by a daydream/

/Without knowing yet we just want to laugh/

/Throw away the answer, whatever you want is fine for now/

We circle back to the dream thing again. What is a daydream? It’s something you fantasize about when you are bored or in need of a distraction. A reflection looks and behaves exactly like you, copies your movements, but is it real? We all know mirrors and reflections play a major role in the story. Whether having mirrors or frames in official art or volume covers. Characters reflecting each other like Vanitas/Astolfo, Domi/Louis, Ruthven/Noé etc. I think the “throw away the answer” is interesting, it could be Noé again knowing what the “right” thing to do is but is desperate to see Vanitas laugh. Feels very much like a “oh forget about all that, what do you wanna do?” Noé putting other people before himself and being selfless to a fault.

/I love this world that lacks everything/

/If the mechanical echoes/

/Everything seems to be laughable/

/I can’t be proud of it/

/But isn’t the burning dream beautiful/

Why would you love a hollow world? This is Noé saying this. How can a world lack everything if it’s meant to be real? Unless it isn’t. Unless it lacks what you truly desire even if you claim to love it regardless. Echoes fall into the same vein as reflections I brought up previously. ‘Mechanical’ implies it’s a machine, tying back to it being empty and hollow. Lacking realness. And it’s funny, Noé says he’s not proud of it. His world, his creation if you will. That it’s laughable even but then goes on to call it beautiful. Think about that for a minute. The dream is burning because Vanitas will always die no matter what Noé does. Everything will go up in flames, it’s only temporary but guess what? To Noé, this fleeting period of happiness is far better than whatever he has left when he wakes up.

/When the sky and the void meet look back because the dreams will come later/

/When the sky and the void meet look back be still in bloom/

/When the sky and the void meet born and die repeatedly/

/The future and lies break and laugh/

We’ll stop here because the song then goes back to the first chorus “I love this world and the light you give me” stuff. This part of the OP I would say is the most vague, you can read this a lot of ways. However you want to interpret it, there is a clear loop going on. We can see “sky and void” as metaphors for Vanitas and Noé. Personally I’d say Noé is the void because of that official art that has Vanitas with a clear sky in the background and Noé is sinking into the darkness. Similar to when he drinks someone’s blood and sees their memories.

But while Vanitas has a few purple butterflies, Noé is given that distinct glowing blue butterfly. Vanitas is Noe’s light. We talk about that art for hours but that's for another day. Plus given how Noé talks in this song, it’s safe to say he sees himself as the void. And once they meet the dreams will come later, to be born and die repeatedly. Meeting could be their actual meeting from chapter one and the cycle/memory world begins from there. It could be wherever fuck they were when Noé failed to grab Vanitas’ hand. The future and lies….what lies? Who my dear readers would be lying to us :000. But eventually that mountain of lies will come tumbling down.

And, no theory just pure delulu I’ve always headcanoned that when Vanitas dies Noé is going to break out laughing. So if that happens the op spoiled it.

#the case study of vanitas #anime #les memoires de vanitas #vanitas no carte #jun mochizuki #vnc #manga #vnc manga #Vanitas #anime opening #vanoé #tumblr #noé archiviste #noe x vanitas #op #fyp #analysis #copied from twt #vanitas no shuki #threads #theories

[the-froschamethyst4]

Water Gun Fight

𖤐Pairing: Soap x Lieutenant! F! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: smut, language, P in V, eating out, fingering, hand job, blowjob, mention of nudity, kissing/making out, drinking, spanking, teasing, dirty talking, semi public sex, doggy style

𖤐Summary: Going to the beach with the Task Force was never unusual, every year Price always takes his Force to the beach to celebrate a successful win

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They all pulled up onto a beach, in one of those Volkswagen Buses, it was funny looking but very much enjoyable with the Task Force.

Captain Price was taking his team on a little celebration vacation. It was never unusual for Price to take his team on little celebrations after successful missions. Today was like no other.

Price pulled the sliding door open and everyone fell out.

"AND WE ARE HERE!!" Price yells.

Price had found a private beach and was able to rent it out for the day, where it was just him and his team.

Lieutenant Y/n held her floppy hat on her head as the wind started to pick up. Then Price dumped out some water guns on the sand.

"LET'S HAVE SOME FUN!!" He yells and then giving a big smile to his team.

Y/n started to remove her shorts and lay a beach towel out as the guys all rushed to the water to fill their water guns.

Sargent John Soap MacTavish looked to the shore seeing Y/n start to remove her thin white t-shirt, and then started to rub sunscreen into her skin.

"What are you staring at MacTavish?" Ghost's deep voice spooked Soap a little.

"Nothing," he says, looking back at Y/n who was now laying on her stomach and arms under her head using them as a pillow.

The guys started to have a water gun fight attacking each other, they were taking it a little too seriously. Alex and Gaz were hiding behind a big rock and shooting at Ghost and Soap who were on the same team.

"Son of a bitch," Ghost says, running out of water.

"Dammit," Soap says, shaking his gun trying to get the last bit of water.

"You're not playing, Lieutenant?" Price asks, opening a lounge chair and sitting next to her.

"Nah, I've had my fun, it's my time to relax," she says with her eyes still close.

"I see..." he says.

Price and Y/n had a very professional relationship about with the other Task Force members, but there was something about her and Soap.

Johnny and Y/n had something going on, at first it was small glances at each other, then became after successful missions drinking with each other at bars, next it was spending time with each other outside of the military. Both him and Y/n were single nothing wrong with them hanging out with each other.

Soap then sits on the sand looking at the water and the others playing with each other. He stood up wiping sand from his butt and walking to where Price and Y/n were, he opens the cooler next to Price pulling out a beer and popping the top and taking a swig from it.

He sits on a towel close to Y/n as she was changing positions to be on her back now. Her hands behind her head now, Soap looks at her body, in his mind, her body was absolutely perfect.

"Do you want to play, Lieutenant?" Soap asked her.

"Not right now, I want to soak up some sun and go in the water later, I'll play later," she says as Price cracks open a fruity drink for Y/n handing it to her.

She gives Price a soft 'thank you' before sitting up and taking a sip from the can.

Y/n isn't like the guys, she hates beers and the hard liquors, she prefers the fruity drinks like Mike Hard Lemonades, High Noon's, White Claws, etc.

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A few hours later and Y/n was in the ocean, the nice cool water hitting against her thighs. She cups her hands and splash the water on her face and soon dunking herself under the water and coming back up floating on her back.

"You look comfortable," Soap says swimming towards her.

"I am," she is now facing him kicking her feet to stay afloat.

"You're bathing suit it hot," he says, she swims closer to him, her hands resting on his shoulders and his rough calloused hands holding her waist.

"You're a flirt," she says.

"Hey after this...wanna...hang out?"

"Hang out? Are we in college or something?" Y/n teased.

"Sorry, I asked then-"

"No, I'm kidding, Johnny," she says. "We can hang out all you want," she says, kissing his lips.

"You don't care if they see?" Referring to the guys sitting on the beach.

"They've seen us kiss before..." she smiles. "Let them watch," she teased before letting go of Soap and heading back to the shore. Once she could touch, she started to sway her hips back and forth pushing her hair back making it slick back. She looks over her shoulder knowing Soap was watching her.

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Y/n hid behind a rock, her thin white t-shirt covering her black two piece bathing suit. She held a water gun filled with water, she had enough to last her the entire game.

She was playing against Ghost, Gaz, Price and Soap. She knew all of Ghost's and Gaz's tricks, and it was unfair that it was 1 v. 4. She started to peek over the rock seeing Ghost and ducked back down.

"Come on out, Y/n." She shakes her head, she could see a shadow coming around the rock knowing it was Ghost, she creeps the other way and soon Ghost came around.

"Where are you, you little shit," Ghost growls before water hit the side of his face.

"You're out, Ghost, thought you were better than this?" She teased him as Ghost pouts heading back under the umbrella keeping up his ghost pale complexion.

As Ghost was heading back, she felt waterdrops hit her foot and she looks seeing Price coming towards her with his own water gun. She ducks behind the rock.

"The rock can't be your safe spot forever."

"Oh yes, it can," she peeks around the rock and shot at Price, getting him in the chest.

"Dammit," Y/n was fast they knew that, that why they put her on a team by herself, she could work alone and take out a whole army if she wanted to.

"Come Soap and Gaz, where are you two?" She calls out. She peeks around the rock not seeing Gaz or Soap anywhere, she sees if she has enough water and saw that she had plenty.

"You're distracted, love," Gaz says coming around her rock pointing the water gun at her, she smirks and quickly dodges Gaz's attack, sweeping his feet from under him, making him land on the sand, she grabs her water gun and shot him in the chest and stomach.

"Out, love," she teased him back.

"Fuck."

"Where's Soap?" She asked him.

"Somewhere," was all Gaz says and she rolled her eyes.

She comes out from behind her rock water gun ready to fire, she just needed to find Soap first. As she was looking around for him, it's not like there were many places to hide, there was the rocks that separated this beach from the public one.

She headed that way seeing a little cave.

"Soap?" She calls. She looks around in the cave, it was small and didn't go to far in, so where the hell is he? "Soap?" She calls out again.

"Boom," she felt water hit her back. She jumps at the sudden coldness on her back, she slowly turns and get hit some more in her chest and stomach.

Soon her white shirt was completely soaked and Soap could see a whole view of her black bikini.

"God that's fucking hot," he teased her, while pointing to her soaked shirt.

"Well, I hope you're happy?"

"Oh I will be," Soap drops his water gun and walks towards Y/n, placing his hand on her waist and pulling her close to his body. His lips touched hers and her arms wrapped around his neck.

His hands start moving up her shirt, pulling her shirt off her body and tossing it to the side in the cave. Soap gently laid her down on caves rocky ground, holding her head so she doesn't hurt herself.

Soap sits up he starts messing with his shorts slowly pulling them off his lower half and tossing them to the side, she gets a full view of his semi-hardened dick. She smirks at him and sits up she sits on her knees kissing his lips as she starts filling up on his dick.

Her hand palming under his dick and soon she starts moving her hand up and down, her thumb going over his tip and pre-cum leak from tip. She gently taps the pad of her thumb on the white sticky cum.

"Holy fuck," he huffs out. She then starts pumping him and more cum starts leaking from his tip. As she kissed his lips she then starts moving down, kissing his neck, chest, and his lower stomach.

He starts laying on his back as she starts licking his tip now, cum on her tongue and swallowing it. His hand went behind her head, as she starts bobbing her head up and down.

"F-Fuck," he moans, his hips bucking up a little bit and his tip hitting against the back of her throat making her gag a little.

"D-Do you want...head to?" He asks.

She smirks looking up at him. She removes her mouth and stood up untying her bikini bottoms letting them fall to the ground and untying her bikini top letting it fall as well.

He quickly sat up like a dog thirsty for water, he immediately pulled her legs apart and starts licking at her bud, sucking on it too. Earning soft moans from her, her hand going behind his head. Her knees became weak.

Soap gently lays her back down on the rocky ground. He lifts her hips up, licking and attacking at her clit with his tongue, lapping up all her juices leaking from her.

"S-Shit," she mumbles.

Soap looks down at her as her head goes back and her thighs squeeze around his head. His left hand then moves behind her thighs he sticks two fingers inside of her, he quickly moves his fingers in and out of her.

The only thing heard was wet sloshing sounds of his tongue and his fingers.

"Fuck, fuck, S-Soap. I'm going to-"

"I know, I know," he says as he picks up the pace and he could feel her tightening around his tongue and fingers and soon cum starts spilling out of her.

"Ah!" she moans out as Soap smirks.

"Fuck, your moans make me so fucking horny," he moans out.

"Then fuck me, MacTavish," she teases rolling onto her stomach ass in the air slightly moving it around, he smirks and gives her ass a harsh smack earning a yelp from her.

He gives himself a few pumps before sticking himself inside of her, he earns a few soft moans from her, she tightens around him again and he slowly starts to trust inside of her.

Letting her get use to his size, she taps his lower stomach in a way to start moving faster and he does. His balls start tapping against her sloppy wet pussy, making sticky sounds and soft moans from her.

"Ah!"

"God is this what you feel like?" he asks as his dick moved in and out of her velvety walls.

She buries her face into her hands feeling embarrassed but she loved this feeling with Soap, they've only kissed before, but never had sex with each other.

"Fuck you feel so good around me," he teases.

"Please make me cum," she begs him.

"And I'll do just that," he says, close to her ear, kissing the shell of it.

He starts moving faster, his tip hitting against her spot over and over. She could feel cum leaking into her, the sloppy sounds filled the cave again and soon she moaned out loudly and ended up coming all over his lower half.

It was a mess.

Soap goes back down and starts licking her clean.

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"God, what's taking them so long?" Ghost asks.

"She had to find him already there's no way she hasn't found him yet."

"Where was he?" Price asked.

"He was in that cave, but it's a small cave, she would have found him immediately," Gaz says.

"You sure?" Price says.

"Very."

"Hey, there they are," Ghost says.

"WHAT TOOK SO LONG!?" Alex yells.

"Had a bit of a battle!" Soap says back. Soap's hand traveled from Y/n's back down to her ass giving her a light squeeze making her jump a little.

"Y/n, you good? You're shirts all wet. Don't tell me he got you?" Price asks.

"I fell into the water." She lied.

"Yeah, I had to go save her," he flexes his muscles like he was the hero. Y/n rolls her eyes at him.

"Lieutenant, you cold?" Ghost asks.

"Just a bit, I'm sitting out for the next round," she says, passing her water gun off to Alex.

"You sure?"

"Yep, have fun guys," she says, grabbing her towel and wiping water and sweat from her body as she lays back down and starts soaking up the sun again.

#cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod x reader #fandom #fanfic #call of duty #mw2 #cod #john soap mctavish x you #john soap mctavish x reader #soap mw3 #soap x you #soap x reader #soap mactavish #soap call of duty #soap cod #soap mw2 #john soap mactavish

[haihaihaitani]

Cheers to the Jukebox Queen! ~ *Ran Haitani*

Summary: You love the little dive bar you found after work one day. You're always spending time with the regulars and enjoying the atmosphere. That is, until it's disrupted by a stranger...

Pairing: Ran Haitani X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2224

Warning: Alcohol consumption, swearing

Masterlist

It was your favorite place to go when you needed to get away and relax. The little hole-in-the-wall dive bar had everything you needed: excellent drinks, good food, charming regulars, and a chill vibe. It was everything you needed after a stressful day at work.

Especially on a day like today.

It was pouring, soaking anyone who went outside to the bone, even if you had an umbrella. You also just put in two hours of overtime at your job and were exhausted. That's why as you were leaving the office, you could hear the sound of a cool drink and some old music calling your name from across town. You braved the storm to get to your favorite dive bar and order your favorite drink to make you feel better.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" The crotchety old bartender chuckled as he saw you. "The usual?"

"Double it. I need something strong tonight." You sighed, slouching against the bar.

"Another long day?"

You nod, shaking your wet hair. "Always. They work you to the bone for pennies, I'm telling you."

"That's why I keep asking you to quit that dead-end, early-grave job and come work for me. Sure, you'll still be making pennies, but you won't be worked to the bone. And everyone here likes you." He explained, as he passed you your drink.

You glanced back at him and shook your head. You took a sip of your drink, enjoying the subtle sting of alcohol in the back of your throat. "Nah, I still need to pay my dues. The contract expires in three years. Then maybe, maybe I'll consider quitting my day job to come work for you."

He chuckled. "That's all I'm asking; just some consideration. And quit swinging your hair around like a wet dog! You're getting my clean bar all dirty!"

"When has this bar ever been clean?"

He threw an ice cube at you, which you expertly dodged. A laugh spilled past your lips and you took another sip of your drink. The night settled after that. You chatted with some of the regulars, talking about their day and their latest gripe of the night. All of them commiserate over your struggles at work and how you never seemed to have time for yourself. Despite all of the crap the day threw at you, you could always count on your evenings and nights to be much sweeter. This is what made working like a dog all worth it; being able to spend some good quality time with people you actually liked.

"You know, you really ought to stop hanging out with us old timers so much." One of the regulars sighed and downed the dregs of his beer.

The woman next to him nodded. "You need to go to one of those swanky clubs and grind up against someone to take home."

You grimaced at the thought. "Clubbing isn't my style. I like it here! It's super chill and everyone is so nice! Why would I give that up?"

"A pretty young thing like yourself needs to find herself some hunky arm candy." The woman laughed.

You laughed and shook your head. "The dating scene isn't for me. All the guys are whiney babies who want a mother, not a significant other."

The man grunts in response. "You got that right. You kids don't want to work for a relationship anymore."

The woman scoffed and playfully shoved him. "Like you put any work with me when we were dating!"

"And yet you still married me!"

As the rest of the bar laughed, the door opened with a bang. You jumped, spilling a little of your drink on the bar counter. There, soaked to the skin, was a man dressed in purple to match his hair. He was tall, lithe, and carried himself with such authority it looked as if he was disgusted the rain even dared to fall on him. But what struck you about him was the tattoo prominently displayed on his throat. 

Bonten. He was trouble.

Everyone seemed to sober up in that exact second. No one looked at him, finding other things far more interesting to occupy themselves. It wasn't until the bartender cleared his throat hesitantly that he was actually acknowledged.

"What can I do for you?"

"I need to borrow your phone. Mine died."

His voice was smooth and cold. It sent a shiver down your spine. You looked down at your drink as he took the phone from the bartender, leaning against the bar next to you. Though you tried really hard not to, you couldn't help but listen to his conversation.

"The car's dead. No, I didn't wreck it. Probably the battery. Just get someone down here to fix it. I'm not staying here all night. Be here in an hour or I'll tell the boss you kept me waiting."

Your heart stuttered in your chest. You didn't know who his boss was but you really hoped you wouldn't find out. A part of you wished he never walked into this bar and killed the whole vibe.

"Do you have a bathroom?" He asked the bartender, who pointed to the back.

As he left, you let out a shaky breath. The regular who was talking to you earlier shook his head. "That was terrifying."

"Shh! He could hear you!" His wife smacked his shoulder.

"Why is a Bonten executive hanging around this part of town?" The bartender mumbled under his breath, wringing his hands.

"You know him?" You ask and he winced at your words.

"Before I moved the bar here, I had a run in with their boss. He's terrifying to put it mildly, worse than that one. He let me off with my life but took everything else from me. I'm lucky to have escaped and I vowed I would never get tangled up with them again. Now they're back and I don't think I can go through all of that a second time."

The bar fell silent once more, heavy with the weight of the bartender's words. It made your stomach roll. But you weren't going to let some gang executive ruin your night. You couldn't. This place was your sanctuary. You couldn't let anyone take that from you.

Looking for a distraction, you found the perfect thing. Grabbing a quarter from your wallet, you walked over to the jukebox and punched in the correct code. Instantly, the bar was jamming to one of their favorite classic rock songs. The heavy mood lifted and you found yourself smiling once more. It was good to have the night back on track.

Everyone was too lost in their good mood to even notice the Bonten executive return from the bathroom, in a new, dry suit. You were bopping along to the music, watching some of the regulars dance in between tables, trying not to spill their drinks too much.

"What's all this?" His voice coming from behind you made you jump again. 

"Ah..." You replied, your words getting stuck in your throat. "Sometimes, we like to turn on the jukebox for some dancing. It's a normal occurrence here."

He nodded. "I'm assuming it only plays songs from back in the day."

You give a small shrug. "Yeah, but it's nice. Reminds a lot of these people of the good old days."

If you weren't paying attention, you would've missed how his eyes widened a fraction. "The good old days..."

The wistfulness in his voice that you were sure wasn't supposed to be there made your heart skip a beat. Despite your better judgment, you drank the last of your drink and held out your hand to him. "What do you say?"

He stared at you. "What? Are you asking me to dance?"

"Why not? You're waiting for your ride, right? Why not wait with some dancing?"

He continued to stare at you for a moment longer before taking your hand. His grip was strong and his skin was smooth, save for some callouses you were sure came from handling weapons. Still, you didn't want to think about that right now. You were trying to lighten the mood and you would not be frightened by this mysterious, yet powerful man whose hand you were now holding.

He was stiff at first on the dance floor, as if he had never danced to this kind of music before. You weren't surprised. He seemed like the kind of guy who would frequent the swanky clubs the regulars were teasing you about earlier. Still, with a bright smile and some good moves of your own, you got him to loosen up on you. He even flashed you a small smile which made yours grow.

"You're pretty light on your feet." You tell him over the music.

He shook his head with a smirk. "You're not so bad yourself. What's your name."

When you tell him, you nudge him playfully. "Are you going to tell me yours?"

"Just call me Ran."

You didn't need him to tell you his last name, because you already knew it. Anyone who's anyone knew the only Ran in Bonten was Ran Haitani. He was powerful and dangerous, and you were currently dancing with him in a dive bar. What a small world this was after all.

As the song started to come to an end, you grabbed another quarter to change the song. Before you could punch in the code, Ran punched one in for you. You raised your eyebrow at his choice and he rolled his eyes in response.

"I like this song." Was all he said before he pulled you into your next dance. 

A laugh escaped you as he twirled you around the floor. You felt weightless and dizzy, but in the best way possible. You could tell why he liked the song. It was peppy and had a good rhythm, something easy to dance to. You couldn't help but enjoy this time immensely, even as the song drew to a close.

You paused to catch your breath and take a sip of your drink. Ran ordered a whiskey and drank it slowly, his eyes on you the whole time. If he was any other person and this was any other time, you would have taken him home with those bedroom eyes. But you valued your life more than your pleasure. So instead you just winked at him and went back to the jukebox. You had one quarter left. You had to make it a good one.

After going over the choices a couple of times, you finally made your selection. It wasn't fast-paced or even all that happy. It was a song about reminiscing over your past and finding solace that the best is yet to come. It was slow, easy, and a good way to end the night.

Ran tapped your shoulder. "One more?"

You couldn't deny him. If you weren't going to take him home, you could at least dance with him one more time. As he pulled you close, you could feel your heart leap into your throat. It was intimate but not sexual. It was almost... romantic.

"How come I've never seen you at the clubs?" He asked quietly in your ear. "You have the moves for it."

You chuckled and shook your head. "Not my scene. But I'm assuming they're yours. You seem like a club guy. Ah, I don't mean to offend you or anything-"

He shook his head. "Not at all. Actually, I own a couple of clubs in Roppongi."

"Is that so? You must be loaded then. I hear the club scene over there is to die for."

"Thanks to my brother and me." He smirked and spun you, making your head go fuzzy. "Perhaps you should try it sometime. I can turn one of my clubs into a dive bar for a night, just for you."

The way he whispered that last part in your ear made you shiver. But you smiled nonetheless. "I might just have to take you up on that."

As the final song of the night came to a close, the two of you stared at each other in the eyes. There was something in him, something that was asking if he could kiss you. You wanted to give in. You were even leaning towards him-

The door to the bar opened. Everyone turned to look. It was a different man with a Bonten tattoo. Upon making eye contact with Ran, he nodded. Apparently, his ride was here.

Ran sighed. "Right on time. And I was so looking forward to cracking some skulls."

You bit your lip and hid it behind your hand. You knew he wasn't joking but you were tipsy. It was a little funny the way he said it so stoically.

He turned to look at you and pulled out a business card. "Call me, if you ever want to partake in my proposal."

You gently took the card from him and watched him slip away. Your heart was beating too fast and your head was clouded. Still, you couldn't stop thinking about the charming Bonten executive you danced your night away with.

It was then that the regular woman yelled out to you, "See? I told you! All you needed was some hunky arm candy!"

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[eternally-smitten]

Brushing His Hair

summary: Natalie finally gets her request to brush Enki's hair granted

word count: ~1.6k

author's note: I've been wanting to post an Enki fic for a bit now but the first ever one I wrote seriously needs to be re-written but uh. I'm burnt out lol. So enjoy this cute one I've had hidden away for a while now ♡

The sun had never tasted sweeter. 

That’s what Natalie said once she and Enki escaped the dreaded dungeon together. Once they finally got out, he watched her fall to her knees and weep, saying how amazing it was to feel the warmth of the light on her skin. How she willingly welcomed the pain in her eyes from how bright the sun was after being so accustomed to the darkness. He knelt down beside her while she tried to calm herself down and realized that he never got a good look at her face before. Enki only ever saw her face illuminated by dimly lit torches in the shadows. But now, he could see her face in the radiant sunlight and even with her eyes teary and her nose bright red, she looked like an angel to him. 

That was almost a week ago but that image never truly left Enki’s mind. Since their departure from the Dungeon of Fear and Hunger, he had Natalie stay with him. She happily accepted his offer to let her move in and did so that same day, not feeling ready to return to her own village yet to discuss what she had witnessed. Natalie confessed to him that she may never go home and Enki told her that he would be happy to spend the rest of their lives in his little place together. 

He had finally allowed himself the pleasures of being human since leaving the dungeon with her. He gave himself permission to smile, to laugh, to love and be loved back. It was hard for him to accept and get used to it. But, he found that being loved by her was better than denying himself something so sweet because he felt his soul was destined for isolation. 

“My love?” She asked quietly. “Are you alright?”

Enki sat up straight and turned from his book to face her. He was pulled from his memories of the past and her voice reminded him that those days were over. “Yes, just…thinking.”

She gave him a sweet smile. “Is there anything you’d like me to do for you? Grab you a drink, maybe?”

“No, I’m quite alright, thank you.” He reached out his hand to grab hers, smiling softly at her.

“Well, are you almost finished?” Natalie rubbed his hand with her thumb. He loved the gentle touch more than he was willing to admit. “I know I ask this a lot, but may I brush your hair? I don’t want to interrupt your studies.”

Enki still struggled with being emotionally vulnerable and with accepting the fact that he is loved genuinely. But, he realized that her brushing and playing with his hair helped him with those feelings. His heart felt full when she asked that so sheepishly.

“Yes, I’m done for the day.” He turned to his book and closed it, forgetting to save his place. “I wasn’t able to pay attention, anyway.”

Natalie let out an excited gasp. “Let me go grab my brush! I’ll be right back!”

“I know you will. We live together.” He said as she ran off into their shared bedroom, listening to her riffle through their drawers. 

She hurried back, now with a brush in her hand. “Ready?”

He stood up from his rigid chair and sat on the floor in front of her. Enki couldn't help but subtly smile at the look of pure joy on her face. “Always for you, my dear.”

Natalie sat behind him and set the brush in her lap. Her fingers ran through his hair and massaged his scalp gently, which made Enki’s tense shoulders loosen up. She combed his long, grey hair with her fingers before starting to brush out the tangles at the bottom of his hair. 

“Your hair is so long.” She commented, admiring how healthy it looked now that they’ve been living together.

He chuckled, being careful not to move his head too much as he spoke to her. “I have spent so much time focused on my studies that I never take note of my appearance. Now, I think this long hair is a part of me. I can’t bear to part with it.”

“I could never ask you to. I don't think I could ever imagine you without it.” His hair felt so soft in her hands and the brush only made it softer. She was happy that he allowed her to do this with him. Even with his progress, Enki still fell back on his old ways of becoming so involved in his work and studies that he forgot to take care of himself. He struggled to learn that it was okay to depend on others sometimes and that he deserved to feel comfortable. She was so happy that he trusted her enough to allow her to touch him so tenderly and to help him when he needed it. 

Enki’s eyes closed as he felt her gentle touches. Her brushing his hair was so relaxing and peaceful. It was almost like a new form of meditation to him. It allowed his mind to go blank for a moment, which was something he didn't know he needed. This very simple act also reminded him of being younger and with his twin sister. How they used to sit together and braid each other’s hair. He missed her so terribly, despite the fact that she had been dead and buried for a plethora of years now.

“Natalie…?” He hesitantly asked her, his voice wavering slightly.

“Yes, love?” She stopped mid-brush to pay attention to him.

Enki swallowed thickly and struggled to finish his thought. “Would you…Would you mind, um,” he cleared his throat to buy himself more time. Despite now knowing he could allow himself to be cozy with her, he still had a hard time asking for things like this. “Excuse me, could you braid my hair, please?”

Natalie set the brush down by her side and smiled, even though he couldn’t see her. “Oh, of course. I would love to.”

He uttered a soft “thank you” before she ran her fingers through his newly straightened hair once again. He felt her split his long hair into three sections and then overlap them. He loved how soft she was with him, almost as if she was worried she'd harm him. It felt nice to be so adored.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” She admitted, trying her best to make this thick braid as neat as possible. “I think I've wanted to braid your hair since we met. It just always looked so luxurious to me.”

He twiddled his thumbs, not knowing what else to do with this nervous energy he was suddenly feeling. “...Me, too.”

“You have?” Natalie stopped for a moment, surprised to hear such a confession from him.

A quiet sigh escaped his lips before he explained. “Yes, I have. My sister used to do this for me when I was young. I would braid her hair for her as well. We bonded over that, I think.”

She was thankful that his back was turned to her so that he couldn’t see her frown. She knew how his sister was a touchy subject for him and rightfully so. He wouldn't bring her up very often and if he did, Enki would make sure to not talk about it very much. In fact, Natalie didn't even know her name. All she knew was that long ago, when both of them were still children, they were expected to fight to the death. She also knew that his sister won that duel but spared him out of mercy. Of course, Enki also eventually confessed to her as punishment for not winning, he was punished to live inside a dark, cramped well for who knows how long. 

“That’s so darling.” Natalie realized that she forgot to reply to him after being lost in thought for a while. “Thank you for letting me share this moment with you.”

Enki hummed happily. “Thank you for sharing your life with me.” His voice was very low, almost inaudible. It took more courage than he thought to say that, but it felt like a weight had been lifted off of him as soon as he said it.

She finished up his braid by fishing a ribbon from her apron pocket and tying it around the ends, making sure it was secure enough to stay. “I should be thanking you. You’re the one who found me in that…that place cold and alone. I can never thank you enough for saving me.”

He turned to face her for the first time since he stopped studying, cradling his new braid in his hands. “I believe it was you who saved me, pet.”

A light blush dusted her pale cheeks. “Can we just say we saved each other?”

“I can agree with that.” Enki leaned over to her and grazed her lips with his, hesitantly kissing her. He was still getting used to showing and receiving affection, so it still felt so new to him. 

Natalie happily kissed him back and made it deeper. She locked her fingers with his and squeezed his hands to show him without words just how much she truly adored him.

He pulled away, feeling a bit flustered. “Thank you again.”

“Of course,” she giggled. “I will always be here. Even for the simplest of things.”

He studied her face, smiling slightly. That image of her when they first left the terrifying darkness behind was still fresh in his mind. How could this be the same girl? How could the one who was sobbing so intensely with tear stained cheeks and tired eyes be the same one who was before him now, smiling so sweetly and touching him so tenderly? She said that the sunlight had never tasted so sweet, yes, but he disagreed. Enki found her to be much sweeter and to him, she was his sun.

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