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awearywritersworld · 6 months

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there can be no covenants between men and lions

ryomen sukuna x reader summary: sukuna would rather contemplate your murder than come to terms with his feelings for you, but you call him out on his bullshit. w/c: 3k tags/warnings: enemies to lovers. angst to fluff. aged up!yuuji. heavy kissing. features yuuji x reader and he is, of course, best boy. cursing. sukuna decides he wants to kill you (so obviously there are mentions of murder and such) but cant even stand the sight of you upset, what a goof. i'd once again like to think sukuna's not too ooc in this but im still more than likely delusional. not canon compliant. fem!reader. no use of y/n. no manga spoilers. a/n: i was so touched by all of the love that part one received, i wanted to try my hand at part two. i hope i've done it justice! just as part one references homer's the odyssey, this references homer's the illiad because sukuna is very hot and well read. achilles, the protagonist of the novel, is discussed. i'm definitely open to writing a part three, because this one is much heavier on the angst and i miss soft sukuna from part one. series masterlist // masterlist

you and yuuji rarely argue, but when you do, it's often over his aversion toward seriousness, even when a situation calls for it. though you really should have kept your mouth shut, because in this moment, you'd give anything to see his typical carefree expression.

his eyes are regarding you intently, taking in your flustered appearance with knitted brows.

"yuuji..." you trail off, wracking your brain for an explanation of your current predicament.

despite the fact he regained control of his body only moments ago, one of his hands is curled around the back of your neck, while the other is resting on your hip.

"baby, what happened?" he presses, the tone of his voice entirely unreadable.

"s-sukuna," is all you can manage to choke out.

his eyes darken immediately, his jaw tensing in a way that intimidates you. "he hurt you."

you really can't tell if it's a question or a statement, and your response comes a little too quickly. "no! that's not... no."

the next few seconds tick by in a slow sort of agony, heat creeping up your cheeks.

he notices for the first time that his head is eerily quiet. no snide remarks, no scathing commentary. just his own thoughts as he pieces together the situation.

his gaze drops to the angry, red marks littering your neck and you watch in helpless horror as understanding passes his features.

"oh."

the word hangs in the air as you await his reaction, fully anticipating disgust and betrayal. you're positive it's only a matter of time before he throws you out of the apartment and tells you to never come back.

what you don't expect, however, is the way his shoulders relax as the tension leaves his face.

he straightens himself, arms falling to his sides, but he doesn't put any distance between your bodies.

"how long have you...?" he's not quite sure how to phrase the question.

"a few months. this was the first time anything... um... happened. we usually just talk."

he tilts his head to the side, so you clarify. "after you've fallen asleep."

mulling over the information, he hums in response, looking thoughtful for a few more seconds. then, his usual demeanor is back and he grabs your hand. "wanna get dinner? i'm starving!"

he tugs you a few feet toward the door before you come to your senses. "woah, woah. wait a second, yu."

when he looks back at you expectantly, you find that his face holds not one hint of bitterness or judgement. "aren't you angry?"

you're amazed to find that he's the one looking sheepish.

"how could i be? it's not exactly easy to be with me when i have a thousand year old curse rattling around in my body, but you stay anyway," he expresses, making your heart soften. "i just want you to be safe, so i'll take whatever relationship the two of have now over him being a threat to you."

as your hands reach up to cradle his face and your eyes sparkle with adoration, you briefly wonder how you ever found such a sweet man. he places a quick kiss to your lips, the smile on his face easy going as ever. "sooooo, i'm thinking takoyaki or maybe udon—"

"we can get whatever you want," you glance at the spatters of blood across his chest left there from the mission, no doubt from sukuna's careless slaughter. "as long as you go wash up first."

"right!" he agrees quickly, bounding off to the bathroom.

you stand alone in the middle of your living room, left with the ghost of both yuuji and sukuna's lips against yours and a sense of bewildered excitement.

back in his prison, however, sukuna is furious with himself. he should have let you die that day he kept you from being run over. better yet, he should have killed you with his own hands before the brat won back control of his body.

he is a terrible being that delights in carnage, a fact that's well known even centuries later. so why, when he could have done anything in the world, did he go to you? you even asked that same question before you—

he rejects the memory of you pressing your lips to his disdainfully.

your foolishness and your naivete are revolting. your softness and your pliancy are nauseating.

he shouldn't have been anywhere near you, if not to rip your obnoxious heart from your chest like he'd always planned. it was a situation he'd dreamt about and now it's slipped through his fingers, even though those same fingers had graced your fragile little neck.

you were nothing more than a clueless mouse in the jaws of a snake, and though the pains of hunger have been tearing at its stomach for years now, the serpent let itself starve.

sukuna retreats to his domain, fingers prodding at his temples irritably. he allows himself to wallow for a few hours, shutting out both you and the brat.

then, steeling his resolve, he begins to watch and wait like the predator he knows himself to be.

lulled into a false sense of security regarding your safety, it's clear that yuuji has let his guard down. just barely so, but enough that sukuna can see a few weaknesses in his chains. ironic seeing that, now more than ever, the king of curses wants you dead.

it goes without saying that he promptly ceases his nightly interactions with you. it's beneath him, wasting his time with a human. he knows that now.

but while he may not speak to you, he cannot refrain from stealing glances as the days stretch on. you're usually reading, completely oblivious to his watchful eye. he convinces himself it's simply to keep tabs on you, as he's deemed you his foremost enemy.

he's not sure how much time has passed when you begin calling out for him in hushed whispers after yuuji falls asleep, the hurt and confusion in your voice plain to him. it's irksome, and evidently, you're incapable of taking a hint.

his silence becomes more painful with each turn of the moon. you're a bit mortified to find that you genuinely miss him, so you just want answers. did he finally realize that you're nothing special, not worth bothering with?

eventually, growing restless, you all but beg him. "sukuna, please. talk to me. what happened? what'd i do wrong?" his chest tightens with what he believes is vexation. "you can't just make me like you and then disappear. you can't kiss me like that and then—"

"you insolent, maddening little creature!" his eye flies open just in time to see you gasp, your body jerking away from him. "shut up already! can't you see i want nothing to do with you? don't you tire of being pathetic?"

you don't dignify him with a response, swallowing thickly and turning away from him.

finally, he thinks, some fucking quiet. though if he's gotten what he wanted, why does his chest still ache?

he stares at the back of your form until the sun rises.

sukuna is no simpleton. he can be patient when he is sure of a reward, but he's thrilled that the perfect opportunity arises just two days after your encounter.

yuuji is exhausted. gojo kept him out all last night, despite the grueling mission he had today, and when he all but stumbles through your apartment door, the moon is already high in the sky.

you never mention the change in your relationship with sukuna to yuuji. even though he was so understanding, you still feel a touch awkward discussing it further. and maybe in the back of your mind, you're holding out hope that it might go back to the way it was.

sukuna watches through yuuji's eyes when you greet him, your expression half concern and half 'i told you so'. nights out with gojo usually lead to this very situation.

he showers while you finish cooking dinner and once you both eat, he helps you clean up despite his exhaustion. after whispering his thanks and pressing a kiss to your temple, he retires to bed.

you promise you'll join him soon, but sukuna knows it probably isn't true. following his outburst, you've taken to staying in the living room until you're ready to sleep.

yuuji's out before his head hits the pillow and nearly two hours later, you're still not in bed. sukuna's eager, but waits until he's sure the brat's deep in his slumber before he tries to take over. it's relatively easy, and he pushes down yuuji's unconscious mind as far as he can before rising to his feet.

this is finally it. he stretches his limbs lazily, a dangerous smirk settling on his lips. the floor creaks with each step he takes, but he pays no mind to stealth. you're no match for him.

tonight, you'll be his first victim of many and the thought of making up for his past misjudgement has him giddy with excitement.

but the sight that greets him upon exiting the bedroom— you curled into yourself on the couch, your shoulders shaking with quiet sobs— it stops him in his tracks.

he wants to move, more than anything, so what the fuck is wrong with him? is the brat taking over already?

and why is that uncomfortable sensation making it's home in the center of his chest once more?

when you notice his presence, your face shifts to him and reveals your wide, teary eyes. it's clear you're surprised by his appearance, but you quickly bury your face in your knees.

you just want him to leave you alone. you hate him for what he said, for what he did. he forced his way into your life, made you care about him, and then he just vanished. he's cruel and you feel like an idiot because you should have known that from the beginning. or maybe you did and he just made you forget.

"go away. i.. i don't want to see you."

he's disbelieving, for a brief moment, that here you are giving him orders while he stands in the doorway with the intention of taking your life.

he moves toward you, invading your space in a way that is meant to be intimidating, but when you look up at him, every emotion ranging from sadness to rejection to indignation is etched into your features. though the terror he hoped to inspire is noticeably absent.

"i said go away!" you swiftly stand up, your hands meeting squarely with his chest as you push him with every ounce of power you have.

you may as well have shoved a brick wall, as he doesn't move even a fraction of an inch. he seizes one of your wrists anyway.

"what is it you think you're doing, exactly?" he spits.

"let go of me!" you beat against his chest with the hand he left free until his fingers wrap around that wrist too.

"enough."

he's certain there isn't a being that has attacked him (if he can even call that an attack) and lived to speak of it, not once in an entire millennia.

so just end the insolent brat and be done with it, he urges himself.

but he can't and he doesn't understand why, so he just stares down at you.

"what the fuck do you want?" you mean for it to come out forcefully and full of spite, but your voice cracks before you can finish.

an excellent question, indeed. what does he want?

he doesn't answer you and it's so goddamn frustrating that you begin to cry again, rambling to fill the discomforting silence. "you've already told me i'm pitiful and annoying. it's clear you think my company is insufferable, that i'm undesirable—"

that ache in his chest is unbearable now. it claws at his ribcage and shreds the flesh of his heart. it makes his stomach twist uncomfortably and rings shrilly in his ears. he can't even hear you anymore, but he can still see the tears sliding down your cheeks and the way you gasp between words.

the truth of the matter crashes down on him and the devastating weight of it is so crushing it squeezes the air from his lungs.

that feeling in his chest isn't annoyance or repugnance. its anguish— the kind that rattles his bones and leaves him sick with regret.

it's because you're in pain, and worse yet, he is the cause of it.

sukuna pushes you back against the wall before you can comprehend what's happening. his hands find either side of your face and you're alarmed to find that he looks... frightened.

"what are you doing to me?" he pleads for an explanation, because he sure as hell doesn't have one.

how can one little human hold such power over him? it's unnatural. it defies all logic and reason.

you stare at him, open mouthed. his face is so close that his breath fans across your skin and it makes you feel dizzy.

"what are you talking about?" you finally ask.

"you should be dead right now," he frets, despair seeping into every word. "it should be easy."

it dawns on you that you should probably feel afraid, but you just don't. his touch is firm, but careful. and there's no malice to be found behind his eyes. "you're not making any sense."

he thinks back on the time you've spent together, trying to figure out how the hell he ended up here— him at your mercy, rather than you at his. he remembers the first time he made you laugh and considers that it may have been the beginning of his unraveling. for the following two weeks, you both discussed homer at length as you made your way through his poetry.

"there can be no covenants between men and lions. wolves and lambs can never be of one mind, but hate each other through and through." you blink at him, recognizing at once that he's quoting the illiad. his voice is low and unsteady in a way that suggests desperation. it makes you shiver. "therefore there can be no understanding between you and me, nor may there be any covenants between us, till one or other shall fall."

your eyes narrow as you begin to understand his his internal struggle, though you're unsure if he's attempting to reason with you or with himself.

"you quote achilles, and rightfully so i suppose, given your common qualities— exasperating pride and a penchant for meaningless violence." he looks relieved, like your seeming agreement eases his mind. it's short lived. "but you forget his passion."

his gaze shifts away from you, his hands withdrawing from your face.

"his passion?" he repeats as if it's the most incredulous thing he's ever heard.

"by the end of the story, is he not acquainted with regret, sympathy, and respect? he doesn't remain blind to the error of his ways forever."

"only a foolish human could make such fanciful deductions," he chides through gritted teeth, still refusing to meet your eye.

you actually laugh at him. "perhaps you shouldn't call upon achilles to make your point after all. at least he grows out of his utterly childish view of the world."

"how dare you?" he demands, his features growing wild as one hand finds your throat (his touch not nearly harsh enough to cause you any discomfort), the other colliding with the wall beside your head. his display doesn't fool you though. "you witless, wretched brat! you're nothing more than a blip in a universe you cannot even begin to understand. you sicken me."

you throw achilles' words in his face just as easily as he did to you. "hateful to me as the gates of hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another."

his gaze hardens, and for a split second, you think you may have been mistaken in your fearlessness, but then his fingers thread themselves through your hair and he pulls your lips to his.

it's rough and commanding, and he tells himself it's only to get you to shut up. to wipe that expression of smug pity from your face.

it's not because, despite the fact you know how awful he is, you're convinced there's something salvageable in him too. nor is it because you tyrannize his every passing thought. and it's certainly not because the feeling of you pressed against him brings him more satisfaction than ripping the hearts from the chests of a hundred men.

ultimately, his denial is overshadowed by his desire. your touch is nothing short of needy as you tug at his shirt, an attempt to bring him even closer, and god does he hope that means you feel just as desperate as he does. he deserves at least a little consolation.

as his hands roam every valley and curve of your body, he deems it unfair that a being whose very existence spells hell on earth should be so taken with such a devastatingly divine creature.

"i've wanted you so terribly," he mumbles against your mouth before he can stop himself.

"then fuck you for making us both wait," you breath out.

his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips in response and his lips shift to your neck. "watch that pretty little mouth of yours, brat."

he nips at the spot just below your ear hard enough that it makes you gasp, doubtless a punishment for your impudence. you recover quickly though, wasting no time with your flippant reply. "or what? you'll go back to plotting my murder?"

he pulls away from you abruptly, sighing deeply and pinching the bridge of his nose. "you truly have zero sense of self preservation, don't you?"

"guess so," you shrug, smiling at him bashfully. "can we watch a movie? i'll even let you pick."

you ask as if it's the most normal request in the world. as if he isn't a thousand year old curse that would be off turning the city to ash were he not here with you instead.

he rolls his eyes, scoffing at the ridiculousness of it all. "fine."

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tangerinesilk · 8 months

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－ DISTRACTION : DAVE LIZEWSKI

dave was a great study buddy, but there's no doubt he was a distraction. he constantly made you turn your head twice at whatever he said or did whether it was some comic book character he rambled about or how his pale blue eyes shined under the warm lighting of his desk lamp.

pairing ✷ college!dave lizewski x college!fem!reader

rating ✷ r (18+ minors dni!)

tropes ✷ friends with benefits, spicy but no / little plot, unspoken love, domestic toward eachother but no dating, dorky and awkward people in love who just wont admit it theyre in love (sort of) | nsfw warnings below!

word count ✷ 1.7k

a/n ✷ um this was a random thought and it just sort of happened. stg it feels like i blacked out while writing this KSKFFKS what is going on with me. anyways been wanting to write about this cute dork for a while and why not make it really hot. posting now so i dont chicken out but ill edit later.... i always love feedback! xo

[ steamy warnings: mentions of public sex, dom & sub switches, p in v without protection, nipple play, hj + bj, f receiving oral from m, praising + heavy dirty talk, face sitting, finishing inside v ]

typical weekends: saturday night at dave's apartment.

dave was explaining something... it was something. something important, but all you could focus on was his pretty eyes and how soft his lips looked today. he pushed his glasses up more on his nose bridge again, looking down at his book for one of his college classes.

he was so into the subject, you didn't even have to nod. you were occasionally tapping the eraser end of your pencil against your blank notebook, only listening to every other word.

suddenly, your mind wanders to when you two were doing laundry at three in the morning and got a little spontaneous. then getting a bit handsy on the top floor of the library where no one usually was. maybe even the time when you were visiting him back home for one weekend and you both could barely keep it together with company downstairs.

ever since you both agreed on this friends with benefits agreement, your dry spells were no longer an issue. it seemed like both of you were touched starved, but not wanting to meet other people, strangers you didnt want or need to know.

so, after becoming lab partners in your fall semester of senior year, its been nonstop seeing each other. not just for sex, but hanging out to study, going to local comic book stores and libraries, even the occasional dinner and sleepover combo at his apartment or yours.

it seemed like a wild card at first, but you would never admit (outloud) to dave lizewski that you underestimated how great his tongue felt inside your pus—

"y/n, are you even listening?"

you cleared your throat, "hmm?"

he chuckled, "so you weren't... i know, its kind of boring."

now you felt bad, caught up from going down memory lane and he was excited about his new class.

you ran your hand over his curls, "im sorry, dave. my mind was wandering."

he turned, seeming interested, "about what?"

you felt the heat rise to your cheeks, "about... you know..." you trailed then shrugged, "stuff."

dave smiled, "oh yeah? you weren't, i dont know, thinking about me?"

you had seen this confidence grow inside dave as more time passed, and you weren't sure if it was cockiness, but you couldn't deny how cute yet attractive it was on him.

"why dont you go back to what you were rambling about? please. im all ears now." you lean in, placing your hands underneath your chin with your elbows on his desk.

its ironic how his full size bed was behind the two of you yet here you are, acting like this was the first time you've hung out.

he pressed wet kisses against your inner thighs, your clit aching for his mouth as his nose brushed against your skin. he'd let out a nervous chuckle as he noticed the wet spot forming on the center of your panties. you'd bite your bottom lip as he licked his lips, in awe of the mess you were for him.

dave pulled down your panties, shuffling them down your ankles before tossing them to the side. his strong hands run up the top of your thighs before holding your hips, pulling your core closing to his mouth. after his first, yet hesitant, kiss on your clit, you let out a faint moan.

soon his tongue was running over your open slit and tasting your sweet wetness. you arched your back, leaning back on his desk as he flicked your clit a few times. when he pushes his tongue inside you, a rush of heat runs over your entire body. you caress your own breasts and pull at your own nipples as he picks up his pace.

"fuck... god, yes. eat my fucking pussy." you whimpered. he got so weak when you uttered your sweet nothings. as dominant as he thought he presented himself, dave was a sucker for you.

just when you thought it couldn't get better, he slide his two fingers into your slit as his tongue flicks your swollen clit. you told him how you love when he curled his fingers inside you, knuckle deep and gathering your wetness every pump as he brought you closer to your orgasm.

your hips grind against his mouth and hand, painfully near your climax. he cursed under his breath as he felt your pussy clench around his digits. he pulls his mouth away from your clit, trailing more kisses over your stomach then rolls his tongue against your right nipple.

his hand still worked your slit, thrusting so fast that your head was spinning along with the pleasure of him sucking your erect nipple. you glanced down, seeing how his hard pressed against his khakis. just the thought of taking his cock into your mouth made you dizzy, bucking your hips against his fingers.

"yes... make me cum. i wanna fucking cum on your fingers." you muttered under your breath, pulling at his curls. dave's knees were giving out as he held his position but he loved to hear your continous begging.

he was about to see if he could pick up his pace before your hand reached down, sliding into the front of his stained pants and caressing his hard cock. he grunted against your chest, instantly weak from your touch which made him pause.

"hmm, what about i cum on your cock instead?" you giggled as your lips met his, "it's so hard... bet you've been thinking about cumming inside my tight pussy, huh, dave?"

he sighed, "shit..."

"that's what i thought, baby." you say before taking his fingers into your mouth, tasting your own cum. he takes a mental picture even though you've done this in your previous hookups.

you hop off the desk, playfully pushing him on his twin size bed. you slowly get on your knees, running your hand over the crotch of his pants that were already unbuttoned and half unzipped. it's easy for your pull his cock out, practically springing from his briefs.

his eyes are glued to you as your tongue runs up and down the base before wrapping your lips against his red tip. you half-giggle when you taste his pre-cum, then carefully take him all in your mouth. you gag a bit as his tip pushes further in, and he groans when your throat tightens around him.

you push your tongue out to make sure your teeth dont graze his cock as you deep throat him, incredibly slow, so he can watch in awe. he leans up on his elbows, falling apart as you take him in your mouth so easily and your hand pumping the rest of his base.

"fucking christ... fuck." he muttered, his dick twitching inside your mouth as your salvia runs down when you gag on his hard.

his hand runs over your hair, gathering it together to keep it out of your face— also to have a better view of him receiving one of the best blowjobs you've given him.

when you pull your mouth away, you giggle as you pump his cock with your spit lubricating for better motion. his face screws together the faster you pump, and he can barely take the pleasure.

"hmm, i bet you wanna cum on my face... and tits. but, i want you to cum inside me." you say as you but your bottom lip, running your thumb over the cum leaking from his tip.

"me too, baby. fuck!" he grunts, and it makes you smile at how much of a mess he is too.

you rise from your knees, relieving the pressure on them before straddling him on his bed. you pull off your top, tossing it on the other side of the room as he quickly peels his shirt off as well. his big hands run up your body, over your breasts once more as his thumbs move against your nipples.

"god, i want to feel every inch of your cock... so, don't stop until you're finished." you tell him as you run his tip agaisnt your slit before slowly sinking down on him.

"babe, shit... fuck." he whimpered, his fingers pressing into your hips as you arch your back.

"god, im so tight." you moan, "your cock is so big... can barely fit you inside me." you huff, your eyes closed shut as you slowly move your hips.

soon, you meet a nice pace of bouncing on his cock and he loosens up as he watches you move up and down. his bright eyes keep moving between looking at your tits and your face, completely amazed by your beauty.

you run your hands over his toned chest and abdomen, leaving light scratches on his skin from the waves of pleasure coursing throughout your body.

"dave, im gonna cum. oh, oh! i'm gonna cum." you announced to him and he was holding off anyways, his jaw clenched his much that it was beginning to feel painful.

as you arch your back and let out a long whine, he stills his hips as his warm cum fills you up. it was the first time he was fully inside you, and you were aching around his cock, feeling it throbbing against your walls.

he leans up, leaving a soft kiss just above your breasts before you two share another kiss. you can't help but giggle, both of you feeling that sudden hit of exhaustion.

you lift yourself from your cock and cum runs down your slit, letting him see the mess he made. dave smirks, expecting him to say that he'll get you a towel but instead licks his lips and starts to lean down between your legs again.

it was like deja vu. his tongue presses against your swollen slit, tasting your mixed cum before sucking on your sore clit. now you're so sensitive to the touch, you could orgasm again at any moment. he was so in tune with your body that he knew what pace to go and how long you could actually lasts.

you run your hands over your breasts, his tongue moving so perfectly between your slit and clit. you feel his press a light kiss against the area above your pussy before trailing more kisses up your body. then, you two shared another kiss, tasting each other's tongues once more before he laid next to you.

"you know, i've never had a study partner like you." you jeered, pressed a kiss against the start of his jaw.

he blushed, "me neither..." he raised his eyebrows, "trust me."

#dave lizewski #dave lizewski x reader #dave lizewski smut #dave lizewski x you #kick ass

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wheeboo · 10 months

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seventeen acting clingy around their s/o

PAIRING. seventeen (o13) x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, established relationship, headcanons WARNINGS. terms of endearment, mentions of kissing WORD COUNT. 1.04k

requested by anon: hi hi i’m a fairly new follower n i jus saw that ur reqs are open !! i hope im not too late ^^; but anyway, how would svt act whenever they feel clingy and needy towards their s/o? hehe ty and i lov u 🫶

notes: hehe i hope this is good!

choi seungcheol

his eyes and pout are literally following whatever direction you walk. waits on the bed with his hoodie on while you are cruising in and out of the room to grab something or put your laundry away. is slowly melting into the bed waiting for you to notice him and when you FINALLY walk back in the room asking to use his charger, he’ll be pulling you into his arms just muttering “stay with me, pleaseeee. I’ve missed you,” in your ears n you just gotta give in because he misses you sm

yoon jeonghan

always has some type of limb on you. you both can be sitting on the couch together and he keeps glancing at you while you’re watching the tv. trails a hand onto yours or grabs it so he could play with your fingers in his lap. really wants to cuddle but he won’t ever admit that cuz he’s a freakin tease ofc. you look at him grazing his finger against your palm, and then he gets all soft seeing you and opens his arms, just wanting you to hold you and you prob both end up falling asleep on the couch together

joshua hong

backhugs!!! backhugs!!!! anytime i think of joshua i just think of backhugs for some reason lmao. he loves backhugging you in general but gets extra clingy after having not seen you for a while. maybe you’re cooking and he comes up behind and wraps his arms around you, or doing your skincare and he hugs you while admiring your bare face in the mirror, whispering a lil “I’ve missed you, sweetheart~”

wen junhui

tries to make you smile and laugh by saying these cringey and cute pick-up lines like “can I borrow a cuddle? I promise I’ll give it back” and even makes himself cringe. you just roll your eyes to his nonsense but end up cuddling with him anyway. makes you be the big spoon because he just loves the feeling of your arms around him. you can prob catch the smile forming to his face despite half the pillow covering it

kwon soonyoung

um you’re not escaping him. whenever he feels clingy or needy he’s (gently, well he tries to be) tackling you to the bed or couch because he misses you like the world is ending and never fails to remind you of that. like he’s literally locking all of his limbs around you like a pretzel lmfao i’m sorry. constantly telling you how much he misses you, peppering kisses to whatever sort of skin is available to him. yeah he’s not letting go of you

jeon wonwoo

never the type to appear being clingy (mainly in private tho), usually waiting for you to do the first move instead of him. but maybe he’s particularly touch-starved after a long day and when he joins you in bed and you aren’t asleep yet, you feel his arms practically scoop you up into his embrace, surprising you. you’d ask if everything was okay, and he just mumbles something along the lines of, “yeah, just want to hold you” before nuzzling his face in your neck

lee jihoon

literally laying right next to you on the bed just contemplating his entire life’s worth of decisions if he could just simply ASK to cuddle you. gets red at the thought of it because you both normally don’t cuddle alot. turns on his side to be able to face you, and whenever he gets the courage, he asks quietly, “do you want to cuddle...?” and you peer at him surprised, before replying, “you know you don’t have to ask permission”

xu minghao

is unusually quiet, but this type of quietness along with him staring at you with those tired eyes- yeah, he really wants to cuddle you or just be near you. just wants to wrap his arms around you with his head on top of yours or on your shoulder, kinda falling asleep but also trying to pay attention to whatever book you’re reading or scrolling on your phone. at some point you both fall asleep together

kim mingyu

is already clingy asf around you, like backhugs, neck kisses, picking you up off the ground randomly you name it. is it possible for someone to become more puppy than a puppy? gets all whiny whenever you playfully reject his affection, but best believe you won’t get far from the bed before he’s pulling you back into his arms, not satisfied until he’s basically encased you like a burrito

lee seokmin

oh he brightens up like the damn sun. he’s already clingy but in more smaller gestures like wanting to hold your hand all the time, playing with your hair, cupping your cheeks in his hands and telling you how cute you are. if he’s feeling needy and been waiting to be in your arms the entire day, he would def be the type to might initiate a lil tickle fight for the promise of cuddles later on and who will become the big/little spoon

boo seungkwan

becomes your certified baby literally. taps and pokes at your arms, plays with your ears, grabbing your hands and twiddling with your fingers. he’s doing that all with a pout to his face cuz he thinks it’s a bit ridiculous to straight up ask for cuddles. becomes so giddy whenever you pat the bed/couch for him to come closer, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your shoulder

vernon chwe

is also quiet about it. the type to rest his head in your lap upon coming home from a tired day, slowly turning into an unacknowledged cuddling session on the bed where you both are like doing your own thing while also having your arms or legs wrapped around each other. honestly this type of stuff doesn’t really need words from the both of you, it kinda just happens naturally

lee chan

kinda just throws himself onto you. not in an aggressive way, but he spots you on the couch or bed and lets himself fall into your arms like a trust fall except you don’t fully catch him cuz he ends up on top of you with you falling with him. becomes your own personal blanket in a way as he mutters about his day and complains about how much the members bullied him throughout practice into your neck and how much he missed you

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sleepyhutcherson · 3 months

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sleepy?

mike, who usually shies away from physical touch in public is suddenly touch starved.

pairing: mike schmidt x gn!reader

word count: 0.8k

contains: established relationship, mike struggles with physical touch, fluff and nothing else really :)

a/n: i restarted this several times but finally got a version i liked. anyway, thank you for requesting ⭐️ anon!! i accidentally deleted your request so i hope you find this <3 also i’ve not seen “anyone but you” so there’s no mention of the movie at all, sorry but i hope you still enjoy it <3 im currently working on everyone’s requests, i have about like 3 mike requests and a billy one soo expect that soon :p

Mike wasn’t usually very affectionate, you didn’t mind that, you understood that it was harder for him than for you. He wasn’t completely drawn from touching you, though, but only when you two were alone, he never really felt comfortable being touchy out in public.

Leaving the theatre room he’s quick to pull you to his side, wrapping an arm around your waist and planting a chaste kiss on your cheek. You immediately tense up, surprised by the sudden touch, you giggle in response. “What?” He asks, a shy smile on his face now, his cheeks tinted pink slightly.

“Nothing,” you reply, a little flustered yourself, honestly. You both walk out of the cinema, Mike’s arm never leaving your waist. Once outside he stops you, positioning himself in front of you, both of his hands on your waist to keep you still.

“What were you giggling at in there, hm?” He asks, raising a brow, trying his best to keep himself from just leaning down and kissing you right there.

Sure Mike wasn’t comfortable enough showing much affection in front of crowds but it didn’t mean he didn’t desperately crave your touch, your lips, your skin every passing second he was around you. He always kept himself contained nevertheless but something about the way you continuously touched him while watching the movie made him absolutely weak. It was dark in the theatre room, barely any people inside, so he was more relaxed when he felt your fingers playing with the end of his curls, or the way traced his arm with your finger…it was too much for him, but of course he didn’t stop you—he loved it.

“It’s just you’re usually so…you know,” you reply, allowing your hands to rest behind his neck. He melts into your touch, you catch the way his body softens from the bit of tension he had from being this intimate outside. It was late out so there was really no one outside but it was still a lot for Mike, he never understood why it was so difficult for him to be affectionate around people but it is, and he feels incredibly lucky to have someone like you who doesn’t pressure him.

“I know,” he replies, sheepishly. His hands are still on your waist, he kneads at the soft skin there covered by the fabric of your shirt feeling a sudden comfort. “I just…” his words fail him, feeling too embarrassed to say anything now.

“It’s okay, Mike. I wasn’t teasing you or anything,” you tangle your fingers with a few of his curls knowing this always eased him. “I’m really glad you felt comfortable to kiss me inside. You did really well, I hope you know that.” You smile with such a proud look on your face that Mike nearly comes undone at your praise.

He turns a bright red and it earns him a laugh from you. “You’re so flustered!” You point out which just makes it worse. He smiles, tucking his face into the crook of your neck wanting nothing else but to hide right now. God, he was so easy to tease, you loved it and you knew he secretly loved it, too.

“You’re going to kill me, you know?” Mike says, you can feel his smile brushing against your skin, it sends shivers throughout your entire body. If anything he was going to kill you.

You run your hand through his hair the way you knew he liked it. You plant a kiss on top of his head before pulling him back to get a better look at him. Your hands are softly pressed against his cheeks, and you notice how hazy and sleepy his eyes look due to you playing with his hair.

“Sleepy?” You ask, staring into Mike’s eyes that look so soft, well, softer than usual. He nods, a small tired smile on his lips. “Let’s go home then and sleep.”

“Okay.” He agrees. He doesn’t let go of you immediately, tucking some of your hair behind your ear, his eyes never leaving you. You were so lovely to him. You were so great, so perfect, and he felt so fortunate to have you all to himself. Without another warning his hands travel up to your jaw, gently holding you for a moment before pulling you in for a small, innocent kiss. His lips are soft against yours in that brief moment, despite wanting more you feel rather pleased by the kiss. There’s a huge smile on his face when he pulls back, eyes still droopy with sleep, and before you know it he’s leaning back in this time for a more passionate kiss, it’s soft, short, and somehow still innocent like the first but it’s so ineffable.

He pulls back with a small laugh, brushing his thumb against the bottom of your lip. “Let’s go home.”

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rafeandonlyrafe · 3 months

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country club bathroom part two

words: 800

warnings: mentions of hooking up, no actual smut in this part, angst/fighting

part one / part two / part three / part four

“holy shit.” your eyes take in the grand entryway, the wealth of the cameron family on clear display.

“shit, almost forgot you were a pogue for a second there.” rafe laughs gently. he places his hands on your waist, hauling your body against his, lips meeting yours in a kiss.

you wrap your arms around his shoulders, expecting him to lift you up, to grip your ass and carry you up the stairs, to immediately take you to his bedroom, but after a few minutes of kissing, rafe pulls away.

“god, im starving.” rafe groans. you think it's a euphemism at first, especially considering how intensely he eats you out when you have enough time and privacy at the country club.

“yeah?” you smirk, but rafe doesn't smile.

“you're probably hungry after your shift, right? what do you want? ramen, pizza?”

“ramen?” you let out a giggle. “are you sure you're not the pogue?”

“alright, alright.” rafe laughs. “i would take you somewhere fancy but…” you get the implication. you may have been hooking up for months now, but that doesn't make it any less complicated to be seen in public together.

“pizza is fine.” you pat rafes chest, leaving him to call and order while you explore more of the house, unashamed of checking out every decadent piece of furniture.

rafe catches up to you in the living room, coming up to wrap his arms around your waist as you stare out the window towards the ocean, the waves gently lapping the shore.

“it looks just like my view of the water.” you mumble. ignoring the dock stretching out into the water, yours not extending nearly as far and certainly not boasting as many boats.

“yeah?” rafe questions, ducking his head to kiss your neck, knowing better than to suck a bruise on the sensitive skin, as much as he badly wants to.

“not that different afterall.” you hum. you mean it sarcastically, but it does have your mind whirling. these percieved small differences that divide the island, all based on nothing more than the numbers in your bank account.

“don't tell me my favorite pogue is sympathizing with the kooks now.” rafe scoffs.

you turn around suddenly, out of his arms. “as if you haven't been on your knees for me.”

“hey, hey.” rafe says softly, seeing you're actually angry. “i like you y/n. i know i tease you but you give good head. i wouldn't invite you back here if i didn't want you.”

“can't you see i have more qualities than just good head?” you question, not sure why you're suddenly so angry, why the feelings are building up in your gut. you just want to be recognized, recognized by rafe, by the kooks, want the divide to heal, or at least lessen.

“yeah, of course, baby.” rafe tries to reach out for you, but you take a step back, backing into the sliding glass door.

“what did i do wrong, baby?” he asks softly. “tell me so i can make it up to you. if i said something im sorry. i just like to tease you when i say that dirty pogue shit.”

“no, you mean it.” you shake your head. “i know how you treat the other pogues on the island.” you have never seen rafe fight anyone else, but you've seen the cuts and bruises and heard stories from maybank and pope when you visit heywards.

“you're different.” rafe doesn't let your backing away stop him this time, wrapping his arms around your waist, tugging you into his body. “yeah, you give good fucking head but you're also funny, and sassy. and have a backbone. everything ive done to the other pogues is because they're not like you. they're pieces of shit. probably not every single one of them, yeah. but i don't touch the ones that don't give me a reason to.”

“yet you still refuse to be seen in public with me.” you know you're asking a lot of rafe, and it's not like you can be seen together at the country club anyways. you knew he was only asking you to hook up when he invited you over, but the comment about taking you to a fancy restaurant struck you harder than you thought it would.

you pull away suddenly. “what are we doing here? i mean really. just hooking up? fucking? and we don't even really like each other? im sorry rafe, i don't think i can do that anymore.” you start to head through the maze of a house, needing to find your way out, needing to take a deep breath of air.

“what do you mean?” rafe follows your footsteps.

“if this is going nowhere… if we can't even go out on a single date, i… i can't do this.” you feel yourself starting to hyperventilate, chest suddenly getting tight, restricting your breathing.

“baby-” rafe tries to talk, but you find the front door and flee, running across his yard until you're outside of his fence, taking gulps of air.

you look back and tanneyhill, and rafe doesn't follow you.

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 1 year

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party foul

pairing: ethan landry x female!reader

WC: 4K

warnings: cursing, sexual implications and poorly written intimacy (im so touch starved) mentions of guys being gross. should be all

summary: a frat party leds to more

A/N: something just possessed me cause i wrote this in one day, so if it sucks that explains everything.

@alecmores my editor💗

been in the drafts since march 14

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The music was bumping, the floors and the walls of the frat house shaking from the booming bass of the speakers playing party music. Everyone was talking or dancing in the crowded space, a red solo cup of whatever drink in hand or a Jell-O shot container being thrown to the ground. Couples were making out in dark corners, hands shamelessly running up their partner's costume and groping them or kissing their necks enough for hickeys to show later tomorrow.

You leaned against a door frame, red solo couple of jungle juice in hand. It was gross but was getting you wasted so that's all you cared about. Your head just bopping to the voices of Ke$ha or Megan Thee Stallion, your free arm wrapped over your stomach to cover the exposed skin as you just watched people in their drunken haze.

Your roommates decided to, and you quote, “get you out of your comfort zone and wear something slutty. Maybe you’ll get laid tonight.” So here you were at a frat party you didn’t really want to be at, with your ‘friends’ who disappeared a minute after arriving, dressed in a skimpy fairy outfit that was just lingerie with wings and nice makeup and braids added to your hair. You felt hot in the comfort of your college apartment, but the second you stepped outside it was like you were thrown to the wolves as prey.

So since your roommates ditched you, probably laughing about you or that’s just your paranoia thinking, you decided to scout the house and see if you can find your actual group of friends. They did say they were coming later tonight and to find them if you were free and you’ve been free for the past two and a half hours. With a push off the door frame, you bumped and scooted past jumpy dancers and touchy couples, trying and praying you’ll find someone to save you from your misery.

You made a pass of the room to the right of the front door and with no one you knew, you went to the room across and the sight of two people made you sigh out of relief. You couldn’t see one of the boys clearly but you were able to make out Chad since he was shirtless and wearing a cowboy hat. You walked over to the two and stood in front of them just as they took what looked to be a Jell-O shot, well only Chad swallowed, and Ethan spits it out right away with a grimace on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh at the action.

“Well, hello, sexy,” Chad yelled over the music. You knew he was being friendly, but the compliment made you feel warm.

You replied with a push to his bicep, “I’m not the only one showing skin tonight… cowboy.” A quick flick to the brim of his straw hat. Chad swatted your hand away before doing that signature cowboy stance, one hand on his belt and the other tipping his hat. You rolled your eyes at the action before turning on Ethan who stood with his back to the wall and his eyes wide with his mouth hanging open.

You’ve liked Ethan for a few months, so his gaping expression kinda sparked a bit of confidence in your chest if he was looking at you like that. You took a step closer to him and with your right hand snapped his jaw shut, “don’t wanna catch flies, handsome.” You stared deep into his eyes before a glance at his lips as he licked them with his tongue. “What’s your costume anyway? Very put together with just cardboard and tape though.” You waved your hand around at his ensemble.

“Oh!,” he looked down then back up, “it’s from a movie called Murder Party. Plus, I don’t have money to spend on an actual costume.” He bit his bottom lip and eyes darted from you to around the room, nervous.

“No, no. It’s cool though. I just haven’t seen the movie before,” you reassured him, “I didn’t even plan to do anything tonight, but my roommate, Anna, told me yesterday that I should do it then took me shopping with her. And that’s how I ended up in lingerie and spandex shorts for the night. Oh! And these wings, where the straps are digging into my armpits.” You moved the left strap at the end of your statement. Ethan just smiled and pulled his helmet off and fluffed his flat curls.

“So… enjoying the party?” Ethan leaned in close to your ear. His breath ghosting your skin caused a shudder and eyes to flutter shut. “Ye-yeah. Oh, yeah, really… I enjoy being eyed like a piece of meat.” Sarcastic but a hint of annoyance shone through.

You pulled and scratched your fingers as you looked around the room your trio was in, a group of girls in different costumes held cups and grooved to whatever new song shuffled on the playlist. Unconsciously, you stepped closer to Ethan, seeking safety from your crush.

“So, Chad,” you leaned towards him, his head turning your way, “have you struck out for the night? Or still looking at your options?” You jerked your chin over his shoulder where Tara wandered just out of sight, her wobbling state getting worse.

Chad sighed through his nose and rolled his neck, “it’s not like that.” You purse your lips and nodded, “yeah, yeah. Totally not like that. It’s just… it’s just getting kinda obvious.” Chad raised his brows and looked to Ethan then back to you, your smile slipping from your face. “Oh, totally obvious. Just like how you are wishing for e-” you smacked a hand over his blabber mouth and nervously giggled.

‘The Way I Are’ started blasting through the speakers and you took that as your opportunity to slip away from Chad and have Ethan’s attention. You moved away from Chad with a warning in your eyes and moved back closer to Ethan, your chest pressing against his cardboard. “You wanna dance? I love this song!” Hands-on his shoulders and lips ghosting the shell of his ear.

You saw the nod he gave as his answer, so you pulled away from his body and slid a hand into his, your fingers interlocked as you pulled him away from the wall and Chad, and led him to the crowded dance floor. He left his helmet behind so you got to see his face clearly and watched as his head of curls bounced as he moved around, stiffly, but was moving to the beat at least. With more people joining the floor and worried that you’ll lose Ethan, that was all, you took his hands and set them on your waist. It felt like those three-and-a-half cups of whatever was really making you feel a sudden boost of confidence, you felt sexy in your costume and you were dancing with the boy you’ve been wanting to kiss for the past four months, and also you made the move to have him closer and touch you. It was like everyone else was shut out as you looked into Ethan’s eyes, it was just the both of you holding each other, your heart beating loud in your ears. His hands tightened on your flesh, the smooth fabric of your top forming wrinkles, as he pulled you closer to him. Your arms moving to his shoulders as you push up your tiptoes to close the slight height difference.

One of your hands slowly moved from his shoulder and very hesitantly trying to see if he was showing discomfort, you let your fingers glide along his jawline. His lips parted and you took that as a good sign, so with your last bit of liquid courage, you leaned in with your eyes slipping shut just waiting to feel Ethan’s meld with yours.

But the moment was ruined by pushing and shoving. You groaned in your throat and opened your eyes to see a guilty-looking Chad holding his varsity jacket and Ethan’s helmet. He pushed the cardboard into the boy’s shoulder and looked at you, “Tara’s drunk.”

You quirked a brow at him, “and? It’s a party. What’s the pro-” “Some guy is trying to take her upstairs.” Chad interrupted your sentence. You instantly took off looking for your friend, making the boys follow behind like bodyguards with their height. You saw Mindy and Anika at the bottom of the stairs and you walked beside them to see Tara with a random frat body dressed in a button-down and boxers. His hand was wrapped along her bicep and you could see the thoughts swirling behind his darkened eyes.

“Tara, why don’t we get you home, huh? You could use some sleep.” You went up a step with a hand out hoping she would take it and join you. But she just looked at you and then at the guy, it broke your heart that she would rather be with someone she didn’t know than her friends.

“You wanna come up for a drink too, hot stuff?” The guy spoke up with his eyes glued on your body, mostly your chest and you felt yourself shrink in, but stood your ground, “fuck off. How about you take your hand off my friend and leave us be, yeah?” You heard the waiver but the music covered your nerves.

He rolled his eyes at you, “don’t gotta be such a bitch. Just thought you would want to enjoy a good time with me and your friend.” And he took a sip from his cup.

Now you are fed up. You ripped his hand away from Tara and smacked him across the face. You heard faint gasps but ignored them as you walked behind Tara and back to your friends, but you got pulled back with a harsh force causing you to slip and fall on the steps.

The next few things happened too fast. Chad yanked the guy by his shirt off the stairs and pushed the douchebag in the chest and the two started shoving, Ethan walked over and wrapped his arms around your waist, and pulled you close to him as Mindy and Anika shouted at Chad. And then to top it off, Sam showed up out of nowhere and tased the guy in the balls.

Your little group left the frat after the disaster. Mindy and Anika were near the back with their hands linked, Anika now wearing Ethan’s helmet as he wore her orange bucket hat, cute. You, Chad, and Ethan walked in front of them and Sam was chasing after Tara who wasn’t the happiest with her sister.

“So, you're stalking me now, is that it?” She spun on her heal and faced Sam. Her arms lay limply at her sides as she wore an annoyed expression. Sam stopped just a foot away and was trying to get Tara to understand.

You turned away from the scene knowing you weren’t involved with the sisterly bickering. You turned to Ethan who was already looking at you, he seemed to have a worried air about him. You looked to the happy couple in the back and saw Chad chatting with them, their eyes flicking your way before they saw you looking already. You breathed a laugh with a roll of your eyes, of course, Chad was gossiping about earlier.

“Hey,” Ethan’s gentle voice said, “are- are you okay? You didn't get hurt on the stairs? No- no bruising or anything?” He stood close.

You pushed a braid behind your ear, “uh, just- I just think my ass is sore. But no- no the idiot didn’t hurt me, just made me uncomfortable. But hey! I’m just glad to be out of there, and with friends, would have sucked walking home alone.” You rubbed your arms along your biceps to try and build some warmth into your body to keep the cool night air at bay.

“I can- I can help if you want… keep you warm.” The stuttering of his words caused stuttering in your heart. “Please, that would be a help.” He opened his arms and you stepped into them, arms and hands over your shoulder and touching your back as you wrapped your own over the chest plate and squeezed him tight, with your face hidden away.

The moment was once again ruined too soon as you started to hear yelling. You pulled away and saw Chad and Anika holding Sam back from a group of passing girls who were recording and shouting, “Murderer! We know what you did!”

You loosened your hold on Ethan and looked their way, “Fuck you!” You started to head their way but Ethan kept you close to his chest. His hands on your arms.

Something strong was in that jungle juice. You needed a walk or something to sober up. You feared the possible headache to come tomorrow morning.

The both of you walked to Sam who looked down at her soaked white sweater, along with a few sticky black strands near her face, “assholes,” she muttered as she wrung out her shirt. Tara rolled her eyes and started to walk away, Chad following then Mindy and Anika just behind. Ethan patted his pockets down before digging out tissues.

“I have some tissues… I only have like three tissues,” he handed the squares over to Sam who just looked at the boy and then at you. You bid Sam a good night and pulled the boy along with you in the direction of the college apartments.

“Ah, shit!” You exclaimed as you patted yourself down, not finding what you were searching for.

“What?”

“I don’t have the key to my place and I think my phone is dead at this point. They're probably still at the party…” you trailed off into thought, trying to determine your next move.

“You could… you could stay with me. Only if you want… I would just feel better if- if I knew you were okay and safe.” He pulled at his ear. You watched the boy and how could you say no when this was the first time things were going your way?

“I would love to stay with you, only if you’re okay with it.” You stepped closer. His eyes flicked over your face and a smile peeked through, “I’m- I’m perfectly okay with it.” You nodded with a smile and the both of you headed off into the cool night air, small conversation to past the time.

When Ethan opened the door to his and Chad’s dorm you expected the stereotypical college boy rooms from movies. Clothes scattered on the floor, and trash overflowing, maybe even a bong in a hidden corner from the RAs. There were two nicely made beds with each side having its organized desk with textbooks and notebooks, a backpack at the foot of one bed, and one hanging off the back of the uncomfortable chairs. You couldn’t exactly tell which side was which but you went on instinct and chose the one with the backpack on the floor.

You bent down to untie your sneakers and slip them under the twin bed then followed with your cheap wings causing a sigh of relief. Now the rest of your outfit was a problem, you couldn't remove your makeup and properly clean your face and you lost your hair tie somewhere in the last few hours. Technically you could sleep in your outfit, but this isn’t the time for sexiness.

“Ethan, could I borrow a shirt or hoodie?” Your elbows leaned into the hard mattress behind you as you twisted to face a motionless Ethan that just stared at you. “Ethan? You okay?”

He blinked rapidly, “yeah, yeah! Sorry just… just- I’ve never had a girl in my room, not to mention a pretty girl.” He looked shocked that he just said those words aloud, “uh sorry, what did you say… earlier?”

You bit your lip to stop the smile and pulled your earlob, “A shirt or hoodie… I don’t really wanna sleep in-” you pointed a finger at your sheer top. “Right! Yeah, just- just one second.” He turned his back to you.

You let the flush in your cheeks grow and couldn’t withhold the gigantic smile, completely infatuated with the nervous boy before you. You gazed as he rummaged through his clothes and muttered words to himself that you couldn’t hear but just watched as his lips moved. When he stood back to his full height something in you stirred and you wanted to follow that feeling.

Ethan placed the folded shirt beside you on the bed and stood in front of you, his head tilted down and yours pointed up. Your eyes just watched each other, taking in every detail about each other tonight, watching Ethan’s body language to see if there was an opening for you. Ethan took a step forward, just a step away from letting his body fold into yours.

You saw how he slowly brought his right hand up, it seemed he was debating if he wanted to make this move or not, but when he cupped your cheek your lips parted. His thumb swiped the skin just under your eye before letting his hand slip down, his pinky hitting the junction of your jaw and earlobe. His eyes dipped to your lips and then he brushed the pad of his thumb just over your bottom lip, barely giving the skin a tug before resting the digit on your chin.

“Ethan?” You whispered his name so quietly it was like you didn’t say it, but you saw his eyes move. “Please,” a whimper as you closed your eyes and gripped his biceps. You couldn’t wait much longer and he didn’t make a move. So you’ll take the jump for the both of you, but you didn’t have to. He took the final leap.

It was soft, gentle. Just a pressing of lips, nothing more at first, and you were fine with it, it was still perfect to you. His hand on your cheek and your hold on his muscles kept you from floating to cloud nine. Ethan pulled away and you chased his lips, needing to deepen it, pour all your love and wanting into his skin. You pulled him back to you, tilting your head to get a better angle and more movement from your lips. He held your waist, hands under the thin fabric, and his burning touch warmed your cooled skin as he rubbed his thumb on your flesh.

Then his hands slipped down and under your thighs, and you jumped automatically and he sat you atop the light blue bedding. You widened your legs and grabbed his shirt with one hand to pull him closer in your gravity. With the new height you started to kiss around his mouth then jaw and down his neck, beginning to leave sensual kisses that were followed by sucking and maybe a faint bite pulling a groan from Ethan. You soothed over any markings with your tongue and a peck. You did it a few more times before he pulled your face back to his and he dived back in.

When Ethan started to kiss along your jaw and near your ear, you moaned at the sensation, hands tangling in his curls and nails scraping his scalp and he hummed at the feeling, it tickled your skin.

“E- Ethan, do- do you wanna- wanna go all the way or- or wait?” Ethan implied this was his first time doing anything, you wanted to do it on his terms and how he was feeling about this. “I’m completely fine w- with just making out an- and sleeping.” You weren’t even sure why you brought up sex. Maybe the leftover drunken-haze was making you a bit horny.

One more kiss to your jawline and his face reappeared. He was flushed and his lips were glossy, it was a delicious sight to behold. You giggled as you swiped a smear of saliva away from his mouth. You just waited to hear his thoughts, legs mindlessly swinging over the high bed. Fingers twisted in the hem of his shirt from earlier in the night, knuckles ghosting over his exposed skin.

“I… I- ah. I- I wanna do it. Sex- I wanna have sex with you.” He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, his wording almost like a middle schooler. You smiled around your tongue as it poked out. “Ethan,” you pulled his chin between your thumb and index finger, “if you are not one hundred percent sure about having sex tonight, we don’t need to. I’ve waited for you for months, I could wait a little longer for some intimate action.” You wiggled your brows to let Ethan loosen up. His brightened smile that showed his dimple made you fall faster. “Besides, I don’t think I would last very long before passing out.”

You gave a simple smooch to his nose then grabbed his shirt, “turn around. Only when we have sex can you see all this whenever.” “Really?” He didn’t bother hiding the tiny bit of disappointment in his word, but you just snorted at his puppy dog eyes, “no. I was just giving you the chance to be a proper gentleman before a lady, but whatever. You’ll see everything eventually.” You pulled the top off and Ethan’s eyes widened before he covered with his hands and turned around.

You tried shuffling around in bed to get back to a comfortable spot, but arms held tight along your torso kept you pulled into a solid chest. You started to panic until you looked over your shoulder and saw a head of brunette curls with the suspect's face buried into your neck. A lazy smile came across your features as you closed your eyes again and rested a palm over Ethan’s forearms, fingers moving back and forth slowly. The feeling of his chest moving as he breathed could have lulled you back to sleep if you didn’t feel the puff of air hitting your neck and hear the bedding move as he shifted around.

You managed to turn in his hold so you were facing him with your back leaning against the wall. Very gentlemanly of him sleeping near the edge, a simple green flag in your eyes. You pushed a few rouge curls away from his forehead, fingers leaving a small trail of phantom kisses in their morning wake before dropping to his chest. You watched as his lashes fluttered atop his cheekbones, how he had a few sparse freckles dotting his face here and there, noting that his lips are slightly parted when in deep sleep.

He looked so beautiful.

He moved his face to the crook of your neck, his nose giving a small rub. You sunk a hand into his hair and began messaging, he instantly groaned at the action. “Good morning,” a kiss to his temple. A kiss to your jaw, “good morning,” and his morning voice was oh so deep and gravelly.

“I should… I should probably head back to my place. Need a shower.” You patted his arms. He just groaned and moved his legs into yours.

“Could shower here.” “I need a shower shower, with all my stuff. Not a water shower most boys do… you do shower shower, right? Please say yes because you do and not just for me.”

Ethan laughed at your question, “yes, yes. I shower shower, I have good hygiene.”

“Okay. With that out of the way, I really should head back.” You tried sitting up but Ethan’s arms were holding you down and you just laughed at his antics. “Ethan come on. Don’t you want me to smell good? After last night I probably reck of sweat and alcohol.”

“No, you smell nice. Really nice.” And he did a big theatrical inhale as you laughed at the sound. “Okay weirdo, you’ve got me for another hour.” And you got yourself situated again.

After fifteen minutes of quiet, your eyes started to droop and you let yourself be pulled back to sleep, but before you could be submerged, the door banged open, and Chad waltzed in before stumbling to a stop. You jerked your head up, Ethan almost fell over the edge at the interruption, and you scrambled for a firm hold on him. The both of you just stared at Chad and then at Mindy who was staring down at her phone.

“I haven’t been able to reach-” “It’s because she’s right here. In bed. With Ethan.”

Both twins had bug eyes and open mouths pointed at the two of you. Ethan leaned over you a bit to shield you even though you were wearing his shirt and your shorts from last night, and the blanket was still covering you. You held his bicep as you rested your chin on his shoulder.

“What brings the Wonder Twins around?” You waited to hear something sarcastic or just the both of them being jokingly mean towards you and Ethan, but both had somber faces. You sat up higher, heart racing as they took longer and shared a look.

“Ghost face,” was all Mindy said.

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#ethan landry imagine #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x female reader #ethan landry oneshot #ethan landry fanfic #ethan landry fic #scream 6 #scream 6 imagine #scream 6 x reader #ethan landry fluff #scream vi #jack champion #jack champion scream 6 #jack champion imagine #jack champion x read

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k4shixe · 4 months

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Barou, Karasu and rin (seperate) with an insecure chubby reader?

(if you don't take multiple characters, you can just pick👍)

Take care💗

Blue Lock Men with a Cubby Insecure Reader

Staring; Shoei Barou, Tabito Karasu & Rin Itoshi

Pairings; fem!reader x Shoei Barou, fem!reader x Tabito Karasu, fem!reader x Rin Itoshi - fluff/comfort

Word count; 550+ - headcanonns/hc

CW; insecurities, reader is chubby, not proof read, mentions of not eating (kinda ed), physical touching, kisses, mentions of hurting others, characters might not be portrayed right (personality wise) :,|

Shoei Barou

* He loved the way you were. Kind, caring and confident

* He absolutely adores you

* So when you started looking into the mirror more he knew what he had to do

* Next time you were looking at yourself again he automatically picked himself up and warped his arms around you

* He began saying the sweetest words that ever came out of his mouth just for you

* Made sure you knew how beautiful you are even if you couldn't see it

* Showed you off to everyone and kept a close on anyone who looks even towards your direction

* He just wants you to know he loves you more then anything in the world

Tabito Karasu

* When he notices you wearing more baggy clothes then usual, he couldn't lie he did feel concerned.

* He understood that 'they were much comfier' then the dresses you always lived to wear but you just suddenly stopped

* You always asked if you "looked good" or "look fat" and thats when everything clicked in his mind.

* Karasu would give you lots of small pecks on your neck and cheeks and he'd find that ticklish spot just to see you smile

* Giving you a big smirk as he wraps his arms around your shoulders from the back

* "Babe you always look amazing" he always reassures making sure you know your his queen

* And if you want to wear makeup this man will ruin it and say something like "guess you'll have to show your beautiful face to everyone now"

* If you get the slightest bit uncomfortable and insecure because "he's out of your league" which is complete nonsense to him, he will not hesitate to hold hands with you or put his arm around you and pull you closer to him.

* He absolutely loves how shy you get and that just makes him love you so much more

* If you want to exercise more he will give up whatever he's doing to be with you and help you but will always make sure you know he loves you no matter how you look.

* If you get tired he'll carry you anywhere and if you say something dumb like "im too heavy" he will just shush you

* "Babe you are the amazing, wait no. Your perfect. Actually more then perfect. Now lets go get some food, im starving."

* And when you giggle, he knows he won.

Rin Itoshi

* Rin would always complement you, on your looks, personality, everything.

* You were so perfect in his eyes

* So you must understand how confused he was when you 'didnt feel hungry' for a few days

* He sat you down and asked you what's wrong and you immediately told him because why wouldn't you?

* He already knew but it hurt more when you told him you feel insecure

* So the first thing he done was promise you that you are the most perfect person ever and gave you a kiss

* The second thing he done was take you out to your favourite restaurant and he let you buy as much as everything and everything

* Basically whatever you heart desired

* On the way home he had his arm around your waist and pulled you so very close to him so you know he isn't joking

* If anyone comments on you they better count their days

* Rin will give you extra complements,kisses, affection so your 110% sure he is certain that your his everything

* He'll also plan some cooking dates just to make sure your still eating

A/n; Super duper sorry if the characters personalities and what they would and wouldn't do dont match up or if they are the wrong ones or smth. I wanted to write a fic but it was just better in head cannons. Anyways I hope you enjoy it!

#bllk #x reader #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #bllk imagines #rin itoshi #barou shouei #karasu tabito #comfort #chubby #insecure #boyfriends #bllk headcanons #headcannons

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koinotame · 12 days

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Late to the party but OMG BOOBA POST IS BACK IM FEEDING TONIGHT

What I wouldn't give to just have a bunch of sexy people that let me touch their tiddies 😔

- 🍎

i feel that... i'm gonna piggyback off your ask and elaborate a bit more on how the characters in the fic would react to being groped:

honestly ei's outfit feels like it's purely for utility to me with the fanservice being a bonus. in fact i feel like she wouldn't have much reaction to you suddenly groping her? she's maaaybe a little embarrassed, but mostly confused. unless you initiate anything more sexual she's just kind of like. ok. it's you so even if she doesn't really get what you're doing she enjoys the contact. if you mention you think her chest is nice and soft, she'll start initiating hugs where she presses your head against her chest more. she'd be very soft and warm i think, especially since you'd be getting direct skin contact <3

childe's completely useless tiddy harness..... anyway suffice to say he wouldn't mind you playing with his chest at all. whether he'll get turned on by your groping depends a bit, but for the most part he's perfectly fine with leaning down for you literally anywhere or sitting himself in front of you so you can lean against him and busy your hands. the soft contact feels nice (especially since it's something he gets very, very little of), and he's pleasing you so it's a win win. there's more obvious muscle on him compared to ei so there's plenty for you to grab lol. feel free to also slip your hand into his shirt via the little window on his stomach ;)

i feel like kaeya knows what he's doing with his tiddy window. and if it's you... well, go right ahead. he does get a little embarrassed if you do this in public too much though, so maybe save it for when it's just the two of you? he'll start off by teasing you, but the longer you keep going the more quiet he gets. also pretty touch starved, so if you compliment him and maybe play with his hair while you're at it he melts. after the first couple times you're pretty sure he's been using some sort of skin oil or something to keep his chest extra soft and smooth. his chest isn't super sensitive either so unless you combine the groping with something else sexual he's pretty unlikely to get turned on

zhongli... well, his chest is fine, but his better asset is his butt. he doesn't mind if you come up and cop a feel. not entirely sure how to feel about it (on one hand.... on the other you're paying attention to him and clearly like his body, so he's doing something right). to be honest i think he'd enjoy the fact that you're paying attention to him over the skinship or the actual feeling of the groping. you might notice he starts wearing tighter pants and/or shirts around you... and if you don't notice they get tighter. still would prefer if you did this in private though. the bonus of that is he'll let you go on for hours upon hours—as long as it takes for you to be satisfied

#asks #🍎 anon #not sfw

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carols-writting · 8 months

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HEHEHEHE HIHIIII!! HOPE YOURE DOING ALRIGHT!

I was thinking of the monkey boyz (Macaque & Wukong ^_^) with a gender natural autistic s/o (romantic plspls), on a way sometimes they stim so hard that they almost faint from running out of breath, infodumps AANDD enjoy cuddling them a lot principally from sensory seek on their fur.

If it is not too much i would also love to see how they would help their s/o on a meltdown for comfort reasons but that one is completely optional, do only if you’re comfortable doing!!

THAATSS IT!! have a nice day :D

HOW SUN WUKONG AND MACAQUE REACT TO A AUTISTIC READER

fluffy + romantic

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scenario: reader is autistic. they stim very hard, infodumps and loves to cuddle w them cause their fur is silly. theres also a meldown comfort

reader: they/them pronouns used, no physical appearance established, a request

warnings: autistic meltdown but its well handled (i hope) + ableism mention in the macaques section (not him being ableist)

authors note: hai!!1! im doing fine, just a bit lazy to go to school but i can sleep all day anyway. im comfy on doing the meltdown one but i wasnt sure what u feel comforted by, and how u handle ur meltdowns so i hope i got it right ^_^ i also loved to make this request cause its easier to me normalize autistic people in a romantic relationship. im autistic but i have some internalized ableism, imagine myself dating w a allistic is hard cause i feel like they wont truly like me. maybe because im childish, dramatic or just overly weird. anyway, ty for the request >w<

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SUN WUKONG

- hes allistic, but he mostly gets u!!1!

- and if he dosent? he still respects u anyway

- after all, u cant be separated of ur autism

- you ARE autistic, u dont HAVE it

- so if he loves u, he automatically loves ur autism

- after some weeks dating u, he undertands urs negative sensory triggers

- and ur positive sensory triggers

- (he asked to u the infos about it and never forgot about any of them)

- so, everytime u stim very hard for positive reasons

- he finds it very cute

- he still gets worried sometimes about u passing out

- but not enough for him to "ban u" from stimming

- after all, for positive or negative reasons, u still need to do it so u can feel better

- he loves the concept of stims

- hes not a big fan of social norms

- he didnt had much social interactions for centuries, after all

- so when u show to him so clearly that u are happy

- it makes him confident about his actions if he somehow caused it

- about infodumping

- he totally loves it!!1!

- he loves to see u stim.

- he loves to see u sound exicated.

- he loves the fact he knows u are happy.

- the infodumping can be weird or useless

- but he will hear it anyways cause its U saying it

- and if its related to u, he loves it <333

- ur infodump can be about snails and he will hear it (honestly? same. i would love to learn about those little guys)

- or even the creation of boxes (again, same)

- and he will ask some questions about it

- he loves to see u happy

- about cuddling

- hes touch starved, so... x2

- he will be extra clingy if he finds out u like the texture of his fur

- hes like "THEY LOVE MY FUR!!1!"

- i already did a headcanon of him and macaque + a clingy reader, so i wont enter in details

- but he will MELT if u caress or play w his fur

- it feels so heavily to him

- both because he likes the sensation and because u are enjoying it

- now, finally meltdown comfort

- i would say that a loud and crowded place triggered it, cause me guess thats a universal trigger to autistics (but u can change the situation if im wrong)

- idk how u react to it, loud and emocional or quiet and emocional (like me :3 ^_^ >w< :D)

- but he will quickly notice it

- again, he knows about urs negative sensory triggers, so hes always watching u when he knows a meltdown is possible to happen

- he immediately (gently) grab ur sleeve and guide u to a quiet and lonely place

- if u need physical touch to calm down, he will tightly and firmly hold u until u dont need it anymore

- or just slightly and loosely hold u, if u need it

- u can freely play w his fur

- and if u dont like physical touch, he will give u space until u dont need it anymore

- if u have a comfort item or sensory, he will give u the item or something w the sensory u like

- like ur favorite plushie or a blanket

- he will talk to u if u need when u are in ur meltdown or if u want when u calm down

- and he will also force himself to stay quiet if u need it or want it

- anyway, hes a supportive bf who loves u

- hes so wife material :3

MACAQUE

- hes autistic!!1!

- me thinks, level of support: level 2

- so he fully gets u!!1!

- even if ur symptoms are different or the opposite of ur, he still can understand where it comes from

- i mean- hes not a big talker

- but if u are? he gets it

- talk about ur interests and give space to others talk about theirs are very comfy!

- he definitely remember urs negative and positive sensory triggers

- yall had a conversation before yall was even dating

- u was his friend and he wanted to know how to comfort u + he was curious about how ur brain works

- and he dosent mind ur stimming at all

- he LOVES when its for a positive reason

- means that u are happy!!1!

- and that u feel safe enough around him!!1!

- sometimes he joins u

- well, only after yall are dating for some months

- he was alive for centuries and centuries

- old people wasnt very kind w the different, yk?

- i feel like he mainly stims by jumping and shaking his fists when its for a positive reason

- stumping his feet and cracking his fingers when its a negative reason (not projecting... ofc not hahaha)

- about infodumps

- he LOVES them

- his especial interest is learn in general

- especially about histories or animal facts

- so tell him about those things and he will ask so many questions

- ofc, he still loves infos out of that

- and he will still ask questions

- things that matter to him or not

- questions he want to know the answer or not

- only because he love to watch u be exicated

- CAUSE HES EXICATED TOO!!1!

- wooo!!!1! learn >w<

- about cuddles

- he also loves them!

- sometimes the autism is tisming and he dosent feel like touch

- but he warns u about that

- but usually he loves it

- other touch starved mf

- he loves his fur texture too so...

- he gets it

- he also will melt if u play w his fur

- its so comfy to him

- now, finally, meltdown

- same scenario

- loud and crowded place

- now, he have six ears + he was constantly looking at u

- so he notices very quickly

- he gives his sleeve and tell u to hold it

- but if u cant see in urs meltdowns, he gently hold ur sleeve

- and he guides u too a quiet and lonely place

- again, if u want pressure, he will hug u tightly

- or loosely if u prefer

- yes, u can play w his fur

- if pressure overwhelms u, he will give u space

- sensory itens or ur comfort object? he will buy to u if needed.

- hes not a big talker

- so stay quiet is his speciality if u need it

- but this mf will be so fucking talkative if u need it after of or while u are having a meltdown

- he does not stf until u feel better.

- anyway, he loves and likes u so much

- u are the person he loves, so dont worry about being annoying for urs autistic symptoms

- material wife fr fr.

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #sun wukong #lego monkie king #six eared macaque #macaque x reader #lmk macaque #headcanon #x reader

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crimsonv1 · 9 months

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Andrew! Eduardo Saverin

Smut

SUM: BRO IM SORRY BUT LIKE 😭 Imagine giving this man a hate handjob just to see him begging and whimpering ‼️‼️ Like wowowow

Eduardo had a long day of Mark telling him off and being an asshole in general without actually doing anything rude. Not to mention his crazy girlfriend , now becoming his ex. The last thing he expected to get was a call from his very long past, ex friend.

He didnt know why he still had your contact or what the hell you wanted now. You'd punched him in the face a long time ago for being friends with the asshole, Mark. And now you were calling him? He didn't have time for you to scream at him, but he picked up anyways.

"Mark hired you?!" He screamed into the phone. You hated Mark's guts when the two were friends. It was the reason you weren't friends with Eduardo anymore. Maybe all the money and pay got to you.

And you both also still hated each other.

Somehow someway that landed you , still a bit mad at him, but more intrigued by his confused look and needing look. Your hands were currently all over his waist, as he looked up at you

"I swear if your just trying to tease me this isn't funny I already said sorr-" Eduardo said in a breathy voice, before being cut off by you "Just shut up sometimes" you said ,but not genuinely being rude towards him, especially not when your hand tugged down the waistband of his underwear, when he started breathing more heavily.

As your hand lightly gripped around the base of his cock, his tip already leaking with precum, you looked down at him "You look so touch starved" you grinned , as he let out a soft grunt "Shut up I'm not" he mumbled, before having to use his hand to cover his mouth from the sounds that were threatening to spill as you fastly started stroking him.

"Hey hey, don't cover up your noises" you said sternly, your hand slowing down to edge him , Wich mad ehin instantly put his hand down, looking at you "Please, please..please don't stop. I'm so sorry, i- please" he begged, in a hushed tone, as he looked up to you, his beautiful lips parted in such a way that made you want to take a mental picture of this moment. His suit was all messily unbuttoned, and he even looked like a mess.

When your hand picked up pace again, he started rutting his hips up into your hand, small begs and whimpers leaving his mouth, "Ah! Please, please let me cum..please -" he begged, knowing your longing annoyance towards him, just hoping that you'd be so nice to him this once. "how can I deny you when you're asking so nicely?" You said, as he finally released, a loud moan spilling from his lips as his hips collapsed onto the sheets, the mess he made very evident.

Eduardo was now confused and dazed after that, for what the two's relationship would be now. "Um..I shouldn't even ask but-" -but he had to ask. "hm, I guess you did say sorry." You giggled, remembering just moments ago how he begged you.

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THATS ALL I COULD THINK OFF BUT OH MY GOSH YALL

#andrew garfield smut #eduardo saverin #the social network #x reader #smut

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snkksay · 1 year

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╰─► . . . relationship hc's, levi ackerman !

how do you think he would be like in a relationship? how would he treat you? what little things he would do for you?

pairing('s). levi ackerman x gn!reader.

genre. pure fluff.

content warnings. kissing, mentions of death and trauma, reader is taller than levi (not mentioned), spoilers??

author's note. IM NERVOUS TO POST THIS, pls lmk if you read any spelling mistake or i missed something, also english is not my first language!! (maybe there's some ooc!levi). pls remember to tell me what character do you want next!!

࿐ ‧₊˚ SFW ;

— SO AWKWARD. at first, he probably doesn't even know how to talk to you properly. when you started dating, he probably would still treat you like a friend, mostly because he never had an actual relationship with anyone, so any kind of new behavior that you would have with him would totally freak him out at first, so pls teach him what to do now. and let's not even mention how he acts in public. the most he can do is maybe pat your back to let you know that you did a good job, or maybe ruffling your hair. in private it can get a little more touchy, but just if you were the one who started the contact (mostly because he's too shy and flustered to start it himself).

— also, would totally have a hard time showing affection. everytime you would try to lay a hand on him, his whole body would jolt and flinch away :(. but, don't be mistaken. of course, he's touch starved and doesn't know how to react everytime you give him affection, but that doesn't mean he's against it, actually, he loves so much the feeling of your skin against his. everytime you hold him, interwine your fingers with his, or even put your hand on his shoulder, he's already melting under your touch. his problem is that he doesn't know how to ask you to do that often, but, luckily, you always know when he needs your reassurance. but i think the only thing he doesn't really fancy would be back hugs. normally, he wouldn't like you coming behind him without warning, so probably he would prefer to face you everytime you would want to show affection to him (anyway that doesn't apply for cuddles cause he loves being the little spoon. but don't mention that to him cause he would GLARE at you).

— i don't know why, but i feel that his hands are very cold and rough compared with yours. he is totally adicted to you taking his hand in yours because of the difference in the texture. as he's always cleaning, or using a lot of products, the skin of his hand started to become a little rough to the touch. so everytime you hold his hand, he would feel himself amazed by the softness and warm it provides, silently asking you to do it more often everytime he "accidentally" walks beside you and brushes his fingers against yours hoping you would take the hint.

— it's not a secret for anyone how bad he sleeps, only getting rest for as much as 2-3 hours. you always knew his bad sleep habits, so, you suggested to maybe sleep with him. the first time he shared a bed with you, he didn't even dared to move. not even breath. the room was in complete silence, an awkward one. anyway, that was until you told him if it was okay to cuddle. he didn't even knew what that was, but he became putty in your hands the second you gently wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head against his back. let's say he never slept so comfy in years. after that, he literally just cannot sleep without you around (pls never stop cuddling him, he loves it).

— probably, you would be one of the few person he trusts. sometimes he would allow himself to let go, and be vulnerable around you, but that would take a long time of course. the first time he cried in front of you, probably was after some mission that didn't end up really well. he wouldn't even speak to you, the only thing he would do is stand right in front of you and open his arms waiting for you to hug him. he did not care about anything else, nor the blood on his clothes or his messy state. he just wanted to stay there with you, knowing you were there to take care of him. that night, you both stayed silent, only sweet words leaving your lips as that only increased is soft sobbing on your shoulder. after that, he was a little embarassed for letting himself act like that in front of you, but would be infinitely grateful for you being in his life. and he woul totally let you know how much that meant to him.

— i firmly believe that his love language is "acts of service" and "words of affirmation". as we all know, something i mentioned before, levi is always cleaning or doing any other chore that has to be done. he also hates being useless, so that's why he always has to be busy with something. when he met you, that started applying to you, and it became a habit to clean together. but sometimes, when you were too busy working, or focused on something else, he wouldn't mind at all doing all those things for you. actually, he would love the feeling of helping you (but pls don't ask him to cook, he would turn the kitchen on fire). and if you ever notice it, pls say smth. this man would blush and brush it off as if it was anything, but the fact that you actually noticed and felt the urge to let him know would warm his heart. on the other hand, i feel he would also like to let you know trough words wathever he thinks. if you do a good job, he would inmediately praise you followed with and awkward pat in the back: "you did it amazing, brat. stop saying those things about yourself". — he would also like to whisper sweet things to you when you're sleep. this is the moment where he doesn't feel shy about it. he has a hard time falling sleep, so, most of the time, you doze off first. so, during this moments, he takes the opportunity to say something sweet to you: "you know? im glad you're here..." — "thank you for staying." — "please...never get tired of me."

— his first kiss with you, was unsure, clumsy. the first time it happened, he didn't even know how to think properly. the moment you asked him if it was okay, poor baby couldn't even speak because of how nervous he was :((. the moment you softly crawled his face into your hands, your whole body leaning closer to his to finally press your soft lips against his. what he felt that moment, can't even be put in words. a whirlwind of new sensations, the warm feeling of your love going straight to his chest. you were so loving, knowing it was his first kiss. slowly caressing the skin of his cheeks with your thumbs, humming contently at the feeling of his lips on yours, and making him melt as the seconds passed by. everything was so new and sweet that levi really tought he would cry, never feeling so loved by someone since everyone he loved left him. for a second, he suddenly felt joy, like he was worthy of love, because that's what you made him feel. when you pulled away, his lips chased after yours, he couldn't get enough. and yet, you stared at him, your eyes inspecting his in search of any feeling that might let you know you did something wrong, but you found nothing. his eyes were shining with tears because of how overwhealmed he felt, shining under the shine of the moonlight. and just like that, you kissed him again.

— but in general, levi loves kisses. after that, he probably still had a hard time kissing you out of the blue. so, everytime you did, he was left there totally dumbfounded. like, he actually can just walk up to you and kiss you?? uhm yes levi, you're dating them. and everytime you would peck his lips out of nowhere, he would blush SO HARD. and let's not even mention if you kiss him public. it doesn't matter if it was just a peck, or an actual kiss, he would DIE. after you do it, his face would be so red you tought he would explode. but, as the time flied by he would just accept it. he loved the feeling of your lips on his, and he would stop pretending he didn't. also lives for forehead kisses. omg pls kiss him in the forehead istg, he will melt. they're literally his solution for everything, he's tired? forehead kisses. he's upset? forehead kisses. he missed you but you're in public? forehead kisses. you're cuddling? forehead kisses. he's just existing? FOREHEAD KISSES.

— i also feel like he's a really calm person. i mean, i know he seems a little hard sometimes, but i think there's just a few things that actually triggers him. dirty things, unrespectful people, and you being in danger. oh god, everyone are on his nerves because of how annoying he can get. everytime you have to leave for a mission outside the walls, he's constantly on the verge of a heart attack (and snapping at literally everyone that breaths too close to him). and let alone when he finds out you're hurt. doesn't care if it was some superficial cut, a minor wound, he FREAKS OUT. and everyone is like?? they're literally fine wth. but anyway, he acts like something really terrible happend, and gets really mad at you for being so reckless with your own safety. anyway, that doesn't meand he will ignore you or smth. in fact, you won't be able to get rid of him until you're totally recovered (not even after tho, this clingy ass). feeding you, cleaning you, completing your duties for you, and doing anything he can to let you rest (even if you're totally fine, he will REFUSE to let you lift a finger). but he will scold you all the time, because boy almost passes out the second he heard your name and infirmary in the same phrase.

— his favorite activitie with you is stargazing, and reading. actually, your first kiss happened there. he loves climbing to the roof with you, and just sitting there under the gloowing moon iluminating both of you. anyway, if he takes you there, consider yourself lucky because after what happened, he would never remotely think of going back (let alone bring someone with him). so, his little way of showing you how much he trusts you is taking you there with him, watching the starts glow in the dark sky and snuggling close to each other. also, omg pls read to him. he doesn't mind reading to you. wich btw he looks so hot doing: with his messy hair late at night, and his reading glasses (bcs i strongly think he uses them), and his raspy voice oh lord. and he would also love if you ever suggested to read him a little, your calming voice inmediately soothing him to sleep.

— in general, he would be the best boyfriend ever. but, please be patient with him. everything about dating and having to trust someone so much is new to him. since his mother and closest friends passed away, he finds it way harder to let someone in his life and letting them love him, the constant fear of something bad happening to them chasing him everytime he falls asleep. and there are a few things he might not know how to handle so, please teach him and praise him everytime you notice an advance on his behavior. he loves you so much, and he's willing to learn how to show that to you.

©snksayy !!

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omg ur muslim??? can u write nick x muslim bf fic or hc anything

OMG???? ANON ILY LMFAAOO I LAUGHED SO HARD AT THIS BUT I IMMEDIATELY STARTED THINKING AB IT BC I DID HAVE AN EX WHO’s HINDU. important to note that im indonesian so my muslim experiences are probably gna be kinda different than others but ill try to make it as general as possible

- When you first started talking to him he was so confused on whether you were actually flirting with him or were you just overly friendly. When you mentioned in passing that you’re muslim he was convinced you’re straight bc he thought no way you could be muslim and gay (he’s white american so i’m 80% convinced he actually thinks like this lol)

- You flirt and flirt and flirt but the idiot convinces himself you were just really comfortable with your masculinity that you can compliment him, caress his face, touch his hair, stare at him for hours, and go on little dates with him without being gay💀 He would laugh off all your advances and you would just get so defeated and think damn he’s rlly not into me when actually he would scream and kick his footsies into the air everytime he sees a picture of you.

- You were in the middle of staring into his ocean blue eyes when you can feel both your and his breath hitching in the space between. Nick was blushing and nervously look around the room and you can’t help but think he’s just the prettiest boy ever so you thought “fuck it” and confessed. he was so shocked but so so sooo happy when you confessed, he excitedly said yes he definitely wants to be your boyfriend.

- it was in the middle of watching a series with him when you excused yourself to go pray. atp he was still confused on how does being muslim while queer work but he doesn’t know how to bring it up, he’s scared of being offensive. You also knew he was curious from how he has this thinking face whenever you mention anything islam related so you decide to explain to him that you did struggle a lot with faith crisis when discovering your sexuality.

you explained more on how you did have a phase where you hated religion and how it’s hateful. that was before you learned Islam and read the Qur’an on your own, without the interpretation of hateful people and privileged men who skew the teachings to benefit them. so, you learned that your relationship with God is personal and intimate, never one to be judged by any mortal, and more. now, your relationship with Islam is better than ever. (yes this is a self projection of my own relationship with religion lmao) He understands and from that moment on he would try to get out of his way to learn more about Islam and your culture so that he could understand you better.

- You regularly say “Wallahi” “Inshallah” “Alhamdulillah” everyday and he would adopt it too eventually and you would giggle and think it’s the funniest shit ever bc more often than not he would get the use of the phrase wrong, he would just think it’s like random arabic filler words😭

- Ramadan arrives he’s the most supportive partner you can think of during Ramadhan. He’d try to help you cook and order food for suhoor and iftar, and he’d try to support you by not eating in front of you.

“Babe, it’s okay for you to eat in front of me, that’s literally the point of Ramadhan”

“No, it’s fine, I’m not hungry anyways”

- Nick was, actually, fucking starving.

- The first week of Ramadhan passes and he doesn’t feel as fatigued and hungry anymore. He doesn’t even remember to eat sometimes, basically he fasts with you. Fasting became a routine for him and he quite enjoys it eventually.

“I’m gonna be so skinny at the end of the month”

- He gained weight😭 the huge iftar meals with your parents/ friends or just both of you going to a restaurant did more thickening than slimming his body. If you’re close with your parents, you introduce Nick to your parents during iftar and your mom forces the boy to try and eat all the food. He’s not mad though bc your family’s food is like nothing he’s ever had before and he EATS IT UPPP.

- Whenever you try to be sneaky and break your fast he would scold you😭😭😭 pulling out hadiths and out-muslim you

“Nick, you’re not even muslim!”

“So? That’s not halal! Astaghfirullah”

“What?!”

- The hardest thing for him during the month is not gossiping with you. You know he’s a natural hater at heart so when he sees gossipable activities he is CLENCHING trying not to tell you. When it’s iftar he screamssss and pulls out the whole tea with bulletpoints and a powerpoint slide

a/n: that’s all i got for now hope you enjoy it anon i did enjoy thinking ab this its so funny

#nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo x male reader #nick sturniolo x reader

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mxdnightlvers · 2 years

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𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐇𝐜𝐬 *𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏* °˖✧✿✧˖°

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: How they wake you up or how you wake up next to the Genshin men. It’s mainly fluff

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Im so busy irl this that this took ages 😭. Anyways here's the rest of the genshin boys to my Zhongli hc ♡ I also plan to do thoma and ayato for part 2 (hopefully)

➸ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Childe, Diluc, Xiao

➸ Zhongli version here

➸ Part 2 Here

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Suggestive for Childe’s part

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: Gn! Reader

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨 ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

"Sleep? Hmph. An adeptus has no such need for that."

Something he would say early on in your relationship but in reality, he would love to get into bed with you and wake up next to you.

But instead of acknowledging his needs, he just avoids ever mentioning them or asking for them.

Even if you bring it up again he would panic and repeat the same excuse.

So....getting him to sleep next to you will be difficult.

However, he still finds a way to spend your mornings together.

When it's time for you to wake, he'd be nearby, silently watching over you, or as he likes to call it, "protecting you from potential danger."

He would be near enough to you, silently appreciating how peaceful you look but would be far enough to make up an excuse that he wasn't watching you in your sleep.

You see right through him the first time he did it.

He still denies it to this day

Don't expect this man to cook you breakfast.

He would definitely order food but actually cooking it? Never.

He bitches about making a sandwich what did you honestly expect

However as time passes in your relationship and he gets more comfortable, he would always have a meal ready for you. It was ordered but you still appreciate the gesture.

So now he waits by your side every morning, till you wake up with your breakfast on the nearby table.

Also, he keeps all the curtains closed so that you don't wake up too early because of the sun.

When you do wake, he greets you with the sweetest good morning ever.

He would walk over to your bed and sit down at the edge, patiently waiting for you to be fully awake.

Once you almost hit him with your hand when stretching.

After, he will give you your breakfast, making small talk with you as you eat.

He dodged ofc but he made a mental note to avoid potential attacks from you when you wake up.

Idle chatter isn't something he usually partakes in but he can't help but be comforted by your sleepy voice <3

The mornings are peaceful, waking up to a delicious breakfast and Xiao's comforting voice.

It becomes something he looks forward to a lot although, he would never admit it yet.

Later on in your relationship, you do manage to finally convince him to join you, and boy does he love it more than he thought he would.

By this time he would be comfortable enough around you and would express his feelings more but it's still extremely easy to make him flustered.

Whether he actually slept? Well, you'll never know <3

You'd wake up to find his arms wrapped tightly around you.

He's very protective of you and he shows it even when you're sleeping.

He would still get you breakfast but you'd still wake up in his arms.

You didn't feel or hear anything the entire night, seriously how does he do it

His face would also be buried in your hair or neck.

He's touch starved and you honestly never mind when he's close like this to you.

Sometimes you'd rest your hands over his, and as if on cue, he would mumble his good morning to you.

Seriously it does make you wonder if he actually sleeps.

He won't let you leave immediately though.

You're finally awake and he just wants to spend some time with you like this :(

"Mm..don't go...just yet."

Yeah how can you possibly say no

He'd be silent, quietly enjoying your presence and the warmth of your body close to him.

However, turn around to face him and start giving him kisses and he'd be a blushing mess.

One kiss would do it for him.

He'd bend his head further down, causing his hair to hinder you from giving him more kisses >:(

He actually doesn't intend for you to stop but his body automatically shies away.

It's frustrating for the both of you but, in a good sense of frustration <3

He's simply the cutest and I love him so much plz feed him all the almond tofu in the world.

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

Your eyes hadn't opened yet, but you were awake, simply relishing in Xiao's embrace. His hands held you by your waist, keeping you close to him. It was his way of protecting you in your dreams. He needed to feel you in his arms, to know that you were close to him, to know that you're not going anywhere, he needed to know that you were safe. You hummed in delight, slightly tilting your head to see the boy who hid his face in your hair. He stirred as you stirred, pulling away from your hair.

"Goodmorning Y/N," he whispered sweetly, hesitating for a split second before continuing, "I hope you slept well."

You smiled, turning your body to fully face him, "Morning xiao, don't worry I did."

His lips curved into a smile, golden eyes softening as he tightened his grip and pulled you closer. You rested your head in his chest, relaxing to its slow rise and fall. Your hands slowly ran up and down his back, lightly lifting the end of his turtleneck. He wore only his shirt and his pants, his mask, and all his extra accessories laid out on the nearby table. He allowed one of his hands to reach into your hair, softly playing with it before pulling you a bit closer to plant a small kiss on your forehead. He pulled away, the touch still lingering before returning his hand to its previous position.

The time was unknown, your breakfast was getting cold and the world slowly awoke but it was peaceful. There was no need to rush, so you stayed tightly snuggled into your boyfriend's chest, allowing yourself to fall into his touch and forget about everything else.

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜 ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

You'd be a melting mess when you're awake.

THIS MAN IS HOT

Both literally and figuratively

Anyways, you'd wake up in his arms and it's sweet for a moment before you realize how hot it is.

Is it because of his pyro vision or is it just him??? You never found out the answer.

However, after kicking off the blanket, you feel way more comfortable.

He's holding you tightly, his breathing paced calmly, his messy hair resting on his face.

It's one of the moments where you get to see diluc so peaceful like this.

Honestly, it's 50/50 with your mornings.

Either he wakes up early for work or you wake up first and have to drag him out of bed.

If you're awake first, you'd turn to face him if you weren't already, brushing his hair out his face to plant a kiss on his forehead.

If that doesn't wake him you will simply shake him awake.

Gently tho, unless you're feeling to be mean >:(

"Dilucccc time to wake up..."

"Mm...nnoo..."

He awakes for a split second, just to whine and he immediately falls back asleep.

He's surprisingly difficult to get out of bed omg

If you two don't have important things to do that day, you'd allow him to rest a little more and sometimes you'd even fall asleep again.

He then ends up having to wake you up later

If you do manage to wake him, he'd groan, his voice hoarse as he weakly mumbles his good morning.

Why does he so sound hot tho

Makes you want to wake him up again just to hear his sleepy voice <333

If he's awake first but doesn't have to rush to work, he'd stay in bed with you.

He'd press kisses all over your face, trying to get you awake.

He wants to have you by your side as he gets ready for the day and especially since he's not busy that morning, he would literally kiss you awake.

Gives you the sweetest most genuine smile when your eyes do flutter open.

He's showing his vulnerability around you when he's doing this but it's fine because he trusts you <3

Yeah you'd still be melting tho but it's worth it

You guys would then proceed to spend your morning together, making breakfast, reading, whatever it may be, you would be doing it together.

When he has work, he can't quite spend his morning with you.

Feels guilty about waking you, so on most days, he would give you a quick kiss in your sleep before getting out of bed.

Would make breakfast if time permits but if not, his maids are always there for him.

Would leave your portion aside with a small note telling you about his location and activities for the day.

It's a bit sad to wake up to a cold bed

His heat may be overwhelming at times but it tells you that he's next to you.

Waking up without his warmth would never become a feeling you'd get used to.

You make up for this by cuddling that night so all is well :>

However, on some days he just needs you next to him so he gently shakes you awake.

You never really mind but sometimes it is a pain to wake up before the sun has risen.

You'd be way sleepier getting ready that morning.

The beginning of your relationship and later on isn't much different.

He would be hesitant about showing too much affection at first but he eventually opens up to you.

10/10 he deserves the world

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

Warm hands held your waist and you moved closer to your boyfriend’s torso. Relaxing your body, you kept your eyes closed, listening to the calming sound of Diluc’s heartbeat. You tried falling back asleep but alas, you couldn’t. Exhaling, you pulled away slightly, peering up at the redhead. Eyes closed, breathing paced, lips ever so slightly parted. As for someone who rarely ever shows any expression in his daily life, for some reason, his current state was more peaceful. You peered over his shoulder, looking at the time on the nightstand. It was already 9 am. Later than both of you usually awake but seeing that it was the weekend, you didn’t mind. However, you knew that even if it was the weekend, Diluc was not fond of waking up super late. So, you parted his hair out of his face and placed a kiss on his forehead. You paused, looking at his still body before deciding to plant another kiss on his forehead. You whispered to him, but even that wasn’t enough to wake him. You paused again, contemplating if you should wake him when he look so peaceful but, you also didn’t want to see him trying to rush his work later today.

Frowning, you shook his figure more, “Diluc…time to wake up..” He finally stirred, grumbling as his hands reached for your waist, pulling you back down and closer to him.

“Not yet love, sleep a little longer…” His voice was hoarse and his eyes hadn’t opened yet, still in his half-awake, half-asleep state.

“But it's already 9 am…” You were simply worried about him but, he had other plans for that morning.

Sighing, he pressed his lips against your forehead, “Stay with me a little longer…,” he pulled away, looking at you, “Please?”

With soft eyes like those, how could you possibly refuse? So, you gave into him for the morning, allowing yourself to get comfortable in his arms, simply indulging in each other's presence for the morning.

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

Horrible

Firstly, he’d wake you up in the most annoying or sweetest way ever.

Gentle pokes that turn into kisses or being violently shaken awake.

Pick your poison

“Wakey wakey time to get up”

“What do you mean it’s 6am? I see nothing wrong with waking up at 6am”

“Me? Tired? No no you’re the tired one here.”

Yeah okay Childe, tell that to the eye bags you have.

You try to convince him to just come back and rest a bit more but he’s persistent.

He already knows that he’s gonna agree but he just likes pestering you.

After he finally had enough fun, he lays next to you, allowing you to get comfortable in his arms.

Contemplates if he wants to continue annoying you.

If he does,, you’re definitely not falling back asleep.

His hand around your waist slowly finds itself lifting the hem of your shirt.

His touch is featherlight, only tracing up your waist before raising your shirt a little higher.

This pattern continues until his hands are all over you.

Rip to sleeping in

But don’t worry because he’ll let you rest for as long as you want once you guys are done :)

He’d stay with you while you’re asleep, softly playing with your hair until he also falls asleep and you’d wake up with his hands still in your hair <3

The times he does let you fall back to sleep,, you’d wake up finally feeling rested.

Most of the time, if not always, he’s facing you so the sunlight is usually shielded by him.

You’d slowly open ur eyes to see him beside you, hand lazily placed in your hair and his eyes closed.

You can’t tell if he’s actually asleep or just silently resting but either way you’d wake him up by moving his hands out the way.

He’s a light sleeper so whether or not he was awake, he’d be wrapping his arms around you again and pulling you close to him.

Smiling, he’d tell you good morning while teasing you about sleeping in late.

“Well look who’s finally awake”

He says in such a confident manner as if he wasn’t just sleeping.

Some days you won’t be so fortunate to wake up late as he has fatui things to be doing.

He still never fails to make the mornings special.

You’d wake up while he’s getting ready in the morning and that’s either because he switched on the lights or he just makes too much noise getting ready.

It’s annoying but when he realizes he woke you up,, he’d sit down on the bed beside you and softly apologize :>

Softly petting your hair whispering soft words to reassure you while you fall back asleep

Before he leaves or before you fall asleep again he’d quickly tell you that he’s leaving and would not leave until you nod or give him some kind of reassurance.

Always leaves a letter anyways because one time you told him you thought you dreamt him leaving

So now he has to make sure that you know why he isn’t home.

You sorta get used to knowing where he is if you wake up to an empty bed but the letters just became a nice habit of his.

Sometimes surprises you with breakfast <33

This man can cook so you bet he’s gonna be utilizing those skills often.

Generally, waking up with him is amazing and fun I love him <3

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

You feel small pokes against your side but ultimately decide to ignore them as you were still somewhat asleep. Unfortunately, the pokes only got more annoying as they seem to get faster. You frowned, turning over and covering your face in the blankets. You should've opened your eyes to see it was Childe poking you because now he's aggressively grabbing your shoulders and shaking you. Your eyes are forced open, light blinding you and you hear your boyfriend softly giggling behind you. You don't even have time to say anything before you're pulled onto your other side to face Childe. He's grinning with the cheekiest, "Good morning love" you've ever heard. You go to scold him but the way he's smiling so genuinely, the way his ginger locks glow in the sunlight, you can't help but let it go. When he's satisfied that you're finally awake, he leans down to press a kiss on your forehead. He continues down to your cheek, nose, then finally your lips, the both of you melting in each other's touch. He finally pulls away and he pulls you into his arms. He just wants to spend his morning with you. He enjoys your presence so can you really blame him for waking you up? However, he knows you must get your rest so when be pulls you into his arms you know you can safely fall back asleep.

“You can go back to sleep now, I’ll be right here beside you the entire time.”

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

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