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aiixen · 7 months
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Stupid crush on this man
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fenmorre · 7 months
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went for a swim
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ilycove · 7 months
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Xyx’s hair tickled the base of your neck, his arms slithering around your waist and gripping like a vice. “I think the odds are in my favor today.”
You refused to acknowledge him for the time being. You’d asked the receptionist at the hotel you were staying very politely that you needed two beds, and here you were. In his arms. Which was nice, you loved him and he loved you and he was really warm, but it would be even nicer if he wasn’t being such a smug asshole about all of this. “This is only something that happens in bad fanfiction.”
“Oh, don’t act like that doll. You love me.”
You covered up the fond smile that was growing on your face by rolling your eyes. “Some days. Now I’m wondering why we’re even together.”
"So what I'm hearing is," he grabs your jaw with gentle fingers and places kisses where your jaw and neck meet, more smile than lips. "You admit that you love me? That you're sooo obsessed with me?"
"Oh my god," You feel laughter bubbling up in your throat and the faux scowl that once covered your face has been replaced with something more genuine. "You suck."
You feel Xyx's teeth against your skin. "And you're in love with me. What does that make you?"
"A fool."
He hums, closing his eyes and chuckling. His smirk is nothing but mischievous, you don't dare to trust him. "I was going for mental, or deranged even, but sure."
"I'm gonna punch you." You roll your eyes again and make an attempt to move your hands, but they're pinned to the side of your head before you can even go that far.
Xyx's eyes are now open and cunning. Like a devil, you think. Like a really pretty devil. "With what hands?"
Your guard is let down and you barely notice him leaning towards your face, pressing angel-like kisses all over your face. You sigh. "You suck."
"You've said that before. Are you just so in love with me you can't think right now?"
You kick him in the shin and give him a quick kiss to his lips. "Don't push it too much."
Xyx laughs and you swear to everything that is righteous and holy that it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. Your limbs are entangled and you could swear you hated him a minute ago, but when he's this pretty you forget why.
You push a strand of hair away from his eyes and he leans into your touch, kissing your palm softly. His laughter starts up again and his demonic smile returns. "Eww. You're being cringe right now."
You shove him off the bed. You remembered why you hate him.
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dysthymiia · 8 months
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where the blooming panic boys like to kiss you —
because it's been like four months and i still can't get over any of them
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— inspired by the lovely @cloudshuffle
xyx;
neck. often it's small nuzzles, sometimes it's gentle kisses, and in those rare occurrences where he's extra playful, it can even be taunting licks, but he's almost obsessed with cupping your neck with one palm and giving it the softest, teasing touches with his lips. it might appear more intimate than simply kissing your lips to some, but he's not quite at the level of bravery to just kiss you so easily, so your neck is just soft and intimate enough for him to kiss instead, and how you shrink and blush under him is a good bonus too.
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lips. he's never been shy about showing his affections for you. he has never wanted, nor loved and cherished something as much as he has you, he sees no viable reason not to cup the back of your head as he kisses you, your strands of hair slipping through his fingers as they tense and relax against your scalp. the way he holds you is intense, almost predatory, as if he's claiming your entire body along with your lips, and he'll make sure everyone knows. while it can be overbearing, it's a surefire way to show he loves you, and loves you dearly, perhaps a little too much.
nightowl;
collarbone. he's always been a bit antsy, and you know as well as he does that he certainly doesn't have the best ways of dealing with his tendencies. so you let him curl up on your lap, encased in your arms, his head resting against your chest and his hands playing with your fingers, and he seizes the opportunity to kiss the ball of your collarbone and work his way up, then down again. it's a gentle mix of loving and possessive, sweet and passionate. and it gets you riled up quickly, which is never something to complain about.
nakedtoaster;
hands. he's never been one for affection, hardly knowing the first thing about physical touch. you've been patient with that fact, and he's ever so thankful. and as he musters up the courage to go further one day, one day soon, he takes your hand that was in the midst of braiding his hair, he takes it in his own and caresses it gently, bringing it up to his lips and leaving soft pecks from your wrist to the tip of your index. it's the farthest he can go without becoming a bumbling stammering mess, but it's adorably endearing all the same, and he turns into a red blushing disaster anyway when you let him know.
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sunny-arts-blog · 1 year
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POV you’re watching your boyfriend stare at his cat for 5 hours
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angelbrew1 · 1 year
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made a few memes from my phone, enjoy :-)
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sadlad03 · 11 months
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some gay gay boys for the gay gay month
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dreamtydraw · 2 years
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I'm starting to see a patern and i won't lie i'm not against it because it's a good trope, please continue
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heksedatteren · 1 year
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the only route where i cried both endings .
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purfiredie · 4 months
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my lil meow meow
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shushuush · 6 months
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Do I spy a legend?
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stintsy · 28 days
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Another Bloomic banner contest come and went, as always tons of fun loved everyones works in the Bloomic server this run around! Anyhow look at these lil romantic guys :bloomaww:
Also thank you @robobarbie for hosting and making your current banner my art appreciate you gamer (╯˘ -˘ )╯
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fenmorre · 7 months
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ilycove · 7 months
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A pair of arms wraps around your ribs and holds you tight. Xyx buries his head in your collarbones and takes a deep breath, breathing in your scent and your familiarity.
The rain's been coming down for a while, you assume, because his hair is wet and making you laugh softly as it glides up and down your neck. A hand reaches up to mess his hair up and he stops breathing entirely, for a moment at best, like your touch scared him to the core. You frowned at the thought and turned (to the best of your abilities) towards him. "Hi, love. Is everything alright?"
He doesn't reply and that's more of an answer than anything to you.
"Ah," you chuckle a bit and keep note of how his attention is purely focused on breathing in your scent and you wordlessly persuade him off of you, becoming face to face with him. "Rough day?"
Xyx sighs and runs a hand through his hair then proceeds to wipe his hand on his suits blazer. "Sorry, but I'd really rather not talking about it."
"That's alright too." You hum and grab his dryer hand, wiping your thumb over his knuckles and you barely see how his eyes go from mildly annoyed to something soft; relief or maybe a watered down version of joy. "Would... you like to join me in the bathroom?"
He stares at you for a second before processing a response, a voice that's barely there. As quiet as a willow tree and wavering ever so slightly, shaky almost. "Please."
His grip on you is almost bone crushing, like you'll leave him at any given moment, while yours is certain he'll stay. You guide him to the bathroom and close the door as he begins undressing. You help him with the little things, undoing his tie and unbuttoning the ends of his shirt. When he's bare in front of you, you press a kiss in the center on his tattoo and he just shivers.
He watches as you light a candle and make sure the water in the bathtub is a suitable temperature for him, and he furrows his eyebrows in confusion when he sees you only roll up your sleeves. "Are you not joining me?"
"No," You smile at him and gently help place him into the bathtub, kissing his cheeks and brushing hair out of his eyes. "I just wanted to help you relax, that's all."
"Oh."
Xyx sighs in contentment as you cup water into his water and massage shampoo on his scalp, and if you see tears in his eyes you don't comment on it and he doesn't recognize them. His heart beat feels like it's going insane, like he can't breathe properly with it pounding pounding pounding on his ribs. He's certain you can hear it.
Xyx once felt he was falling, someone unable to save like Icarus, and you caught him. He once believed he would never find someone who loved him again, he once believed he would spend the rest of life atoning for sins he does not remember committing and he found you instead. You bless him with your presence and for that, he's forever grateful.
You're humming and it's a song he knows you like, a song he's come to like because of you. He hums along with you and your humming becomes less of a modern tune and more of a hymn of laughter he finds himself addicted to.
You pour conditioner on his scalp and he relishes in the attention your fingers give him again, the sour look that was once previously on your face replaced with a smile.
You wash off the soap on once of your hands and hold one of his, the hand washing his hair becoming increasingly slower as time moved on. You two in the moment just felt timeless.
Xyx squeezes your hand and you squeeze back instantly, in sync. He kisses your knuckles and you kiss his, in sync. He leans over to kiss your head and you do the same, only wiping your mouth off afterwards. "I think I just got soap in my mouth."
He laughs and it's something beautiful and you smile because of him, and vice versa. He's only Xyx when he's with you.
You dry off his hair and brush it out for him, and you guide him to your shared bed and he follows you like a blind mouse. You say him down and kissed him softly, a tender moment that lingered for a second. He pouts and looks at you with doe eyes. "Doll, that was awful, you barely even kissed me. I think you need to try again."
A laughter escapes out of you and your fingers find his face once more that evening, pulling him closer to you. You kiss him again and again, like a broken record and he comes back, again and again. "You're so greedy. That's a deadly sin, you know."
Xyx smiles against your lips, finding the nape of your neck. You half-expected him to be looking at you with something devilish in his eyes, but you found nothing short of an angel sitting in front of you. "I'm well aware," He pulls your hand up to his lips again, kissing each knuckle separately. "And I would spend the rest of my afterlife in Hell if it means I got to be with you for as long as I can breathe."
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alis0vvs · 7 months
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dumb
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kings-writes · 2 months
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Jealous
Summary: Xyx being jealous
GN!Reader x Xyx
CW: uses of petnames, jealous Xyx
Wordcount: 594 words
A/N: My husband likes my writing and is a cute simp so- my husband wanted jealous Xyx
Xyx was pretty confident in himself as far as anyone knows. He held himself in high regard, since in the line of work he is in he has to. A single doubt would result in the downfall of those involved, after all.
You knew, however, that he was insecure. He hated letting you know but he felt you could do much better, and you were always there to tell him how much you loved him and how you couldn't imagine being with anyone else.
This situation, however, was on that tested his patience more than anything.
You were beyond comparison. Nothing could hold a candle to how captivating you were, how he hung onto every string of words leaving you like it was the sole reason for his existence, and your touch made his heartbeat pick up, so it should be obvious that others would learn of this about you. For that, he was stupid.
You were alluring, glowing as you made your way into the restaurant that he were to have dinner with other members of his office, his arm around your waist and yours around his mid back. Usually he didn't bring his work home to you, with his secretive nature due to it, but he thought maybe meeting everyone would be a great idea.
He was wrong.
In hindsight, maybe it was obvious that he overlooked that you were gorgeous and that others would think so too. Perhaps he should have remembered that they haven't met you with your sparkling eyes and tempting tilt in your smile. They found out and now, he is trying to swallow the ugly jealousy he was feeling.
They were obviously flirting with you, pushing him out of conversation that you always looked to him to include him back in. You were an angel, the way you looked up at him with that glint in your eyes that had him unable to look away, the endless galaxies in those eyes making him tongue-tied. He wasnt one to admit defeat but he could never say no when you look at him like that.
Then it was the phrasing of words. They would hint at how you looked- at how you stole the attention and that they were shocked he got such a pretty face with his attitude. He was going to spit something back, say something that held underlying threats but you beat him to it.
“It says a lot that you came with no one, doesn't it?”
The quick quirk of your lips up and saccharine tone you had made the men stop for a second, and it took all of Xyx’s will to not laugh, turning his face and clearing his throat, but you knew you he was laughing inside.
One of the men cleared their throats, ears red from embarrassment. “Well I’m sure you must have a more..appropriate type of suitor for you?” His hand reached out, placing them on yours, and Xyx couldn't bite back anymore, his hand around your waist and pulling his hand off, green eyes narrowed in anger.
“It would be wise if you stopped your continuous tragic display of flattery on someone who isn't reciprocating unless you wish to make yourself look obtuse.”
Xyx stood up, helping you up and placing a quick kiss on your cheek before walking you two to the front, and as your arm snaked around his mid back, his lowered and smacked your ass, causing you to let out a quick scoff.
“I think ill have to show who you belong to, right, doll?”
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