Every time I need a little boost, I look up your art of Roy looking at Dick while Dick talks to Donna. Roy’s open-mouthed stare, Dick’s head tilts as he listens, Donna’s gorgeous hair and nose, Dick’s earrings, Wally craning to look around Roy, Dick giving Roy a look that is so full, Roy’s blush, it’s all so perfect my heart is warmed my soul is refreshed, I can continue on with my day. Thank you thank you, it’s so beautiful!!!
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thinkin abt eijiro x loud!partner again. (thx @dcsiremc 🙄)
like. he’s not embarrassed or put off by someone that can’t hold back because it’s not like he holds back either.
i’m thinkin abt the moment when you’re comfortable enough to go further in your relationship, so you’re blunt and tell him you’re loud before things go too far. it’s more of a warning than anything, and he doesn’t tease because he can see that it genuinely bothers you. but the fact that you’ve been made insecure by some asshole who told you to “stop trying so hard,” and “aren’t you embarrassed?” about something he hasn’t yet told you he loves puts him on a mission to shake your insecurity to the core.
so when the time comes, at first eijiro lets you hide your face or try to muffle the sound when he slides in. and fuck, he’s so big that just him pushing in has you clamping your mouth shut as you blush hard. but he groans just the same, and without even saying it he shows you that you’re not alone. he’s not going to force it this time by pulling your hands away and holding them down even though he desperately wants to hear every pretty sound you can make.
no, it’s all tender kisses until your lips are swollen and each sensitive spot on your neck has your body shuddering. it’s sweet words and moaning into your skin like he can’t get enough of you. it’s letting you hide yourself in his arms instead of hiding yourself from him.
“fuck, that’s it, angel. let daddy hear your pretty voice. i fucking love it. give it to me. i need to hear you, so fucking perfect…. please don’t hide from me, baby. I need my pretty girl’s sweet moans…. that’s my girl. you’re all mine, let me have you. just let go….”
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Could we get Cowboy!Ghost getting drunk off his ass making a fool of himself and being overly affectionate, confessing his love to Goose, all in all just being a mess of a drunk pretty please?
Of course Maelstrom anything for you 💜 I have a cowboy!König in the works for you and more cowboy!Soap "corruption kink" Mactavish cooking.
Simon is absolutely smashed. It's his own fault really, you told him you'd drink him under the table and he hadn't believed you. He isn't used to moonshine, you really should've stopped him before he got to this point, but it was so fun watching him go shot for shot with you. You're pretty sloshed yourself, but he is just... it's cute, it's really really cute.
You're crouched in the grass between his knees, rubbing his thighs, trying to ground him just enough that he won't vomit all over the place. Although that might be a good thing, get some of the liquor out of his system. No, the way he was boasting about being able to hold his liquor makes you think he'd be upset if you let him throw up.
"God, you've gotta get off your knees princess, give a man ideas." He slurs and if you weren't already so smitten with this man you might fall a little harder.
"Alright, shut yer eyes though, don't want you trackin' me with the spins," you wait for him to finish his grumbling and follow your order before you stand. You make the executive(drunken) decision to straddle his lap and he thumps his head onto your chest as soon as you settle on his lap.
His arms circle your waist and you let him hug you close to cuddle. You try not to coo at him as you thread your fingers through his hair, but he's so sweet like this you can't help one little affection. He grumbles more in response.
"Nobody told me you were gonna be a cuddly drunk," you grin, fingers dipping under his mask to scratch the back of his neck lightly. You press your thumb behind his ear, easy pressure points to keep the nausea at bay.
"'M not," you mumbles against your chest, you bite your lip and try not to laugh, "'m jus' in love with you." You are very much not laughing at that. Your fingers still and you feel Simon nuzzle against you, searching for more attention.
"You love me?" You whisper, because you don't want the rest of the group to hear. Their fun dims in the background, your world narrowing to just you and the man in your arms.
Simon hums an affirmative, "Want you to marry me, have my stupid fat babies."
"Babies? Plural?" Your brain latches on to the only thing it can, there's a non-zero chance Simon has blacked out and this is not how youre going to get engaged, "What happened to not fit to parent?"
He tips his head back, resting his chin against your sternum, the stars reflected in those gorgeous brown eyes you love so much. "I could do it with you," he tells you, and your heart could burst at how soft and honest he sounds, "I'm better with you."
God actually maybe this is how you want to get engaged. You want to bottle this moment, this look in Simon's eye, and save it for the rest of your life. His head moves with the steady rise and fall of your breaths, he looks at you like he never wants anything else than what he has right now. Just you and him sitting under the stars, breathing together.
You kiss him and he tastes like the best moonshine you've ever had, like canned peaches and stale tobacco, like the rest of your life, like Simon. His lips move against yours slow and gentle, he can never believe that a girl like you is kissing a guy like him. He savors everything you give him and then some.
The way you look when you wake up, the way you stretch your arms over your head and groan when you think no one's watching, the way you make every allowance for him and never ask him for anything but him in return. Why wouldn't he love you? Why wouldn't he tell you, show you, every chance he got.
"I love you too," you tell him softly, and his chest clenches so tight he thinks he might be having a heart attack out of shear joy.
"I'll get you a ring," he promises, and you really hope he hasn't blacked out because he's going to be real embarrassed in the morning if he remembers this.
"If we're being proper about this you gotta ask Daddy for my hand," you tell him just to watch him pout and shove his face back into your chest.
"Maybe we elope."
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salut pookieeee
im back again (im going crazy)
okay but… domestic simon?!?! ermm helloo!!
especially if your pregnant?!?! 😨😨 ohmygod save me im
i love dada simon (hes so babbagirl)
-L.L.🫶
pookie my baby. literally bless your pretty mind omg!!!!
domestic simon 😔 i love him WITH MY WHOLE BEING
domestic simon who wont let you lift a finger when youre pregnant. simon is always so soft with you, acting as if youre made out of glass because to him youre an angel, something that he has to protect because he loves you so much its undescribable.
but when you get pregnant hes all that and ten times more.
he does every little thing for you. and i mean, every.
youre craving something? he already has it prepared.
you got up to do the dishes? nuh uh, sit back down hes already washing them.
you want to clean the room? lay down and rest, hes got it
and tbh, i dont think that he will go on a misson while your pregnant (and a little longer than that). even if he doesnt tell the lads, he tells price and old man doesnt let him go on a misson those 9 months. "listen simon, you stay with the missus weve got it covered"
of course, as every other normal couple there are arguments between you two. and even tho simon does everything in his power to fix it, it skyrockets through the roof when youre pregnant. not because he doesnt think that you cant handle it, but because he know that youre affected by your hormones more than usual and not ever, but especially now he cant stand to see you stressed or sad. so yeah, your eyes get a lil bit teary and hes on his knees apologising :')
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