Eddie Munson getting a bump/bruise/cut on his head that you put a bandaid on, and he’s bumping it into your mouth every fifteen seconds, like a cat, and being the whiniest baby ever. He needs you to kiss his mark now! Every time, every second! Love him! He’s hurt! Help him!
‘Nooooo’ he whines when you are not kissing it/him. It was his own fault he got it, you told him to be careful when he was acting like his usual self, pre-bandaid. You’ve given him some ibuprofen and water, but he’s all cuddled up to you and not going anywhere.
He will straight up look at you offended if you even mention you are getting up, like he will give you the most offended and sometimes bitchy look, for real. How dare you even think about leaving him in his condition right now?
He’ll nuzzle his bandaided head into your mouth tirelessly, so much that no matter where you move your head, or if you’re trying to talk, you’ve got a plaster and Eddie’s boney head and a tonne of curls following your face everywhere, nuzzling right into your lips so you can’t even talk to Eddie about it. You’re smothered easily once again.
There’s no escape from Eddie and his need. You could breathe if you just gave him his kisses like he wanted! Eventually you get too busy pulling hairs out your mouth, while Eddie’s whimpering into your jaw, how you’re just being so horrible to him, whilst still hiding in your face.
Eddie is your stubborn and soft baby but he will just ram his head into your face harder if you say that. When you ask him if his injury hurts so much why is him acting like a horned goat not making him cry in pain, he just grabs your arms and pulls them over himself instead. Not letting you move your arms out of his tight hold whatsoever.
When you stop babying Eddie, or tease him too much, he’s telling you how mean you are to your injured boyfriend, saying don’t you always tell him boys can show their vulnerable side too, and why won’t you use your mouth for less bullying him and more magical healing kissing? Why don’t you love him anymore huh?
He keeps up with this all the way until nighttime, even if it happened in the morning. He’ll be the saddest/most annoying (whatever works) boy all day long so you stay snuggled up with him, looking after your poor injured helpless baby.
Eddie will only fall asleep with you constantly giving kisses around, not on, his very small no longer even hurting mark, swearing that’s the only way he can be lulled to sleep. Blinking those dark brown eyes up at you if you stop, and pouting about how he can’t sleep the pain away if you do that.
And God, Eddie Munson can sell cute.
And that’s just how Eddie dozes off after a long hard day for him, with your arms and legs wrapped around him, his own limbs clinging around yours, and with constant kisses to his injured head until he’s knocked out peacefully in bed snuggled into you, unrelated to his head trauma
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Destiel Doodles - Volume 1 💚💙
A printable coloring book!
Thank y’all for your kind words over the last 2 months as I worked on this. I’m so happy that it is done and I can share this artwork with you in a tangible way and not just through a screen!
If you color anything and want to show me, please do! I’d love to see!
There are no rules when it comes to coloring. 🌈 Use whatever colors you want, whatever materials you want, and whatever methods you want! Coloring is meditative, creative, and all around a wonderful world to explore.
I hope you have as much fun coloring these two as much as I had drawing them! Happy coloring! 🌈💚💙✨
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When you know the fandom is a little over, that people’s lives are getting more complicated or they’re burned out or they’re moving on to new things, when you yourself are not feeling the same energy or endorphins, but you’re not ready to move on yet either!
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3.5k into a tattoo artist!sakusa smut piece that was meant to be, like, 1k max lmao what is wrong with me
but consider sakusa, scowly and looming and always in loose black cargo pants that have no business making this nerd's waist look that good, the artist at black jackal that you definitely want for his designs, but not at all for his bedside manner. he's a little too blunt to be gentle, not the way shouyo or meian are, and his jokes are a little too cutting and teasing to be a comforting distraction, not the way atsumu charms his way through appointments. he's fucking great, and he gets great reviews, but meian makes sure the appointments with nervous clients get shifted someone else's way, only sending tattoo veterans sakusa's way.
and you're scared as hell but also fucking determined to get this tattoo, because you've been thinking about it for too long and shouyo has already gone and helped design it for you, and you are going to do it.
but atsumu calls in sick and shouyo's covering his slot and the schedules have all collided and collapsed in a way that the only person who can cover your appointment is now one sakusa kiyoomi, the intimidating grouch you met when shouyo first started at black jackal. you've never seen him smile, never seen him do anything but glare daggers at atsumu from the corner, and avoid coming out of his studio at the back of the shop like a kid who doesn't want to come out of their room.
and you're ready to fully puke on the floor of his studio, expecting him to be a grade-a asshole and for this to be the longest and loneliest experience of your life, but he's. not?? he's blunt and he still hasn't smiled, but the way he asks permission before he positions you to better access your inner arm and the quiet comfort of him laughing at your nervous attempts at conversation, the absolutely beautiful designs he has pinned neatly to the walls of his studio - it all coalesces into this warm, fuzzy little pocket for the two of you to share for the next thirty minutes.
and suddenly you're realizing that he's really pretty when he's not scowling (and even when he is tbh) and how nice your name sounds in his low voice, and everytime his hands glide over your skin, even through the nitrile gloves, the pleasant buzz they leave behind sinks right into your bone marrow. and suddenly you don't want him to be done in thirty minutes, you don't want him to ever stop putting his hands on you, and you want to waste his time and ask him about the designs on the wall, and when he started art, and why he chose tattooing over traditional art because you're pretty sure that that gorgeous acrylic in the corner is his work, but he finishes and he walks you through the aftercare with a bit more of that deadpan teasing (and that's not the kind of aftercare you fucking want him to walk you through damn it-)
so two weeks later, on a day that shouyo isn't even at work, you turn up with two coffees in hand (was it weird to note how he liked it when he had one on his desk when you came in?? will he notice???) and tell him you want that design on his wall that you wanted to ask him about so badly
oh and you have sex for sure as well
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