#soft blue sweater™️

[jjkeverlast]

okay babe, after working my 2 remaining brain cells I have come up with a request for my boyfiii/hubby joonie (joon's whores™️ pls rise up) 🫣 i'd love a childhood bestfriends to lovers, fluff and smut ofc (if inspo hits, maybe a tiny pinch of angst? if not, it's okay 😌) here are some prompts :

Having so many inside jokes that just the two of them know, that other people often don’t understand their humor. “I’m just scared of losing you.” “Don’t think of it as losing, it’s more like evolving. You’re not losing your best friend, you’re getting something extra.”

and you know i'm extra, so here's some visual inspo (honestly, any excuse show off my domestic boyfriend pics 🫣)

okay okay love you to the moon and back 🌝, i am not sorry for the feral sounds that will come out of me once this thing is posted (i will need to be put down) ❤️❤️❤️

about love | knj (m)

>> pairing bestfriend!namjoon x fem!reader

>> genre/au's childhood best friends to lovers | fluff | smut | crack

>> summary during your trip to the aquarium, namjoon blurts out something that creates an unexpected turn to your friendship.

>> word count 2.8k

>> warnings dry humping | fingering | handjob | missionary | soft romantic sex :') | protected sex | namjoon being namjoon aka a clumsy cutie

>> author's note living for the boyfie pics of joon hehe i hope u enjoy this drabble baby. i included everything u mentioned (minus angst lol) i hope u don't fall more in love with joon after reading this sjdfhcsjd

[keep in mind that i do not have taglists for request, and prompts are marked in bold! thank you.]

Sundays meant one thing for you and Namjoon. It’s the day of the week where you both spend time together. This time, it was Namjoon’s turn to pick and usually he would pick an art exhibition or his favorite museum but, surprisingly enough he picked an aquarium. 

You hadn’t been to one since you were five years old. It was on a school trip, you and Namjoon being forced to walk side by side and hold hands like the rest. That’s the only thing you remember — oh, and that silly inside joke that got created that day. 

There’s something everyone knows about Namjoon. He’s incredibly smart. Ever since he was little he was always infatuated by random but very important facts — as he called them. 

You were determined that jellyfishes were called roundy fishes. Which isn’t really a word but you were certain! It made sense to you, and Namjoon laughed when you shrieked how you were extremely excited to see the roundy fishes, until he discovered it was jellyfishes. Afterwards, he had made it his life mission to, one annoy you with the ridiculous name and two, give you every single fact about them. 

Till this day, Namjoon still teased you with that. 

The aquarium was the one from when you were small, basically where your friendship started to bloom. The thought of you being here with Namjoon almost 20 years later, made you nervous. A good nervous. 

On your 20th birthday, you realized you were in love with Namjoon. It wasn’t even a special moment. He was just suddenly holding a silly tiny cake with a few candles and pushing you to make a wish as you blew on them. In that moment you had looked at him and something sparked in your heart. People would call it butterflies, but you called it a spark. 

That spark never left. You weren’t exactly planning on ever telling him, his friendship meaning much more to you than ruining it by a confession. 

Therefore, you kept it hidden. But, today he’s making it hard. Especially by showing up with a cute white sweater and his glasses. 

Fuck. 

“Ready to go see some roundy fishes?” Namjoon says, teasing you by knocking his elbow into yours. 

“You’re still on that, I see.” You respond, trying to hide your smile as you both walk inside the aquarium. 

The blue lights are all over the place, decorations of every living creature hanging on the walls. 

Namjoon doesn’t even hesitate, dragging you by the arm directly towards the jellyfish. 

You’re stunned by how beautiful they look. They’re moving in slow motion, creating what seems to be a whole different universe behind glass. It almost reminds you of the clumps of lava, floating in a lava lamp after you turn it on and let it sit for a few hours. 

Somehow, you’re just standing in silence, admiring them silently while Namjoon stands next to you. He’s not saying anything either, but it’s a comfortable silence. It’s always like this with Namjoon. Just extreme comfort at all times. 

You finally decide to turn your head towards Namjoon, noticing how he’s staring at you already. His expression is something you’ve never seen before. You can’t exactly pinpoint what he’s thinking, which is usually your best skill. 

“What?” You ask. 

“I’m in love with you.” Namjoon blurts out. Your eyes pop open by his words, mouth dropping silently as well. 

What did he just say?!

“I—“ 

Namjoon seems to be getting out of his trance, smacking his lips and returning his gaze on the glass. 

“Did you know that jellyfishes are 95% water?” Namjoon changes the subject quickly, spilling out every fact he has on your favorite fish. 

“Namjoon.” 

“They actually also have really short lifespans.” He continues, ignoring how you called out his name. 

“Joonie.” 

Namjoon returns his eyes to you. The nickname always does it for him. 

“I’m sorry. I was just—“ He tries to explain before you cut him off. 

“I’m in love with you, clumsy.” 

Namjoon’s expression brings out a huge change. He begins to light up, almost turning the same color as the glowing jellyfishes. 

“What.” He breathes out. 

“Yeah.” You step closer. 

“Holy shit.” Namjoon suddenly says. “You’re serious.” He points out, as if it wasn’t obvious before. 

“You’re ridiculous.” You suddenly begin to laugh, your stomach feeling all kinds of weird because what just happened?! 

“Wait. Since when have you..” He starts off. 

“Since my 20th birthday.” You confess with confidence. 

“Ha.” Namjoon chuckles. “I win.” 

“Wait what?” You ask in confusion.

“Been in love with you ever since you called jellyfish roundy fishes.” 

Fuck. He has got to be kidding. 

“Please tell me you’re joking.” You say in disbelief. 

“No. Five year old Namjoon was definitely onto something.” He admits, humor laced in his tone. 

“Wow.” Your stomach just did a somersault. 

“Meaning, he’s been waiting to do something for a really long time.” Namjoon explains, moving closer to you, both of your chests brushing against one another. 

“Oh?” 

Namjoon smiles, his dimples becoming prominent before he dips his head, his lips about to reach yours until—

“Wait.” You put a hand on his chest, causing his brows to furrow. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“I’m just… scared of losing you.” You admit. 

There’s not really anything to be afraid of, you know that. But this is Namjoon. Silly, smart, clumsy Namjoon who’s been by your side for as long as you remember. This is scary. What if you mess up? Then you’ll eventually lose Namjoon and—

“Hey.” Namjoon catches you out of your thoughts. 

“Don’t think of it as losing, it’s more like evolving. You’re not losing your best friend, you’re getting something extra.” Namjoon says, lightening up the room and washing every horrible thought away. 

You nod, agreeing because he’s not exactly wrong. You’re just about to step into something else, but one thing that will never change is Namjoon being your best friend. 

When Namjoon notices how you’re more relaxed, he takes the opportunity to finally kiss you. 

It’s like everything around you stops the moment your lips meet. You feel like you’ve floated into a completely different place. Namjoon hesitates with giving you more than a peck, so just as he’s about to pull away, you grab his nape letting them touch again. 

The kiss is slow. The kiss is the start of something. 

Finally, you pull away. Namjoon can’t stop smiling and your whole body has turned warm. 

Now, while you’re watching the jellyfish, Namjoon is holding your hand. They seem to fit so perfectly and your mind hasn’t even processed everything that just happened. But one thing you know for sure, is that you’ve never been happier. 

The rest of the day, you walk around, Namjoon telling you everything he knows about each species. But it’s different this time, because each time he gets excited you get the urge to kiss him again and do so. 

Namjoon doesn’t stop glowing the whole time you’re there, neither do you. 

After a few hours, you both decide to head home. Namjoon sits in the passenger seat while you hum out the song playing on the radio. 

When you finally arrive in front of his place, you both pause and look at each other again. 

“Do you… want to come in?” Namjoon offers, scratching his neck while asking. A gesture he does when he’s nervous. 

“I’d love to.” You seem more calm than he does. 

“Oh, okay!” Namjoon gets excited, hurrying himself out of the car while you begin to laugh. You’re so in love with him it has turned ridiculous. 

You’ve been in Namjoon’s apartment plenty of times. You could find everything with your eyes closed if you tried. This time, it’s a bit different. The atmosphere is clouded with love, while Namjoon scrambles to make you both some tea. 

He’s excited, yes, but nervous too. He’s not the only one, you’re just better at controlling it. 

When the tea has been made, you both sit down on his couch. He’s turned a few lamps on, the exposure of light dimmed which creates an oddly romantic vibe. Everything is unplanned. You’re just both living in the moment, talking and chatting about anything that comes to mind, while you play with his hair. 

Something starts to shift when Namjoon stops talking about space, and decides to kiss you instead. The kiss is different from the first one. This time you’re both aiming for the same goal. Namjoon still seems hesitant, careful with moving his body closer to yours — which causes you to lead. 

You pull Namjoon down on top of you, holding onto his waist as you continue to glide your lips above his. He tastes of peppermint tea, a taste you don’t really seem to mind. 

It’s going somewhere you’re both aware of. Normally you would’ve been scared in such a situation, thinking you’re moving too fast but you’ve both been waiting so long for this moment that it doesn’t exactly feel like that. 

Namjoon’s lips move from yours down to your neck, biting you gently before replacing it with his wet tongue. He’s really good at this. Fuck. 

For the first time you’re already slightly panting by a minor action. It’s more the thought of it being Namjoon doing this, that he’s the one you’re currently making out with on his couch and not some random person from tinder or someone you met at the club. No. This is your best friend. Your other half. The one who’s apparently been in love with you ever since the first day you got to know him. 

“I’m loving the extra things I’m getting.” You joke, running your fingers through his long strands while Namjoon giggles against your skin. 

“Yeah, good you’re not missing out anymore.” What a cocky bastard. 

“Mhm.” You hum, enjoying Namjoon hovering above you a tad bit too much. 

“Wait. Are we doing this?” Namjoon pauses, removing his face from your neck. He’s looking at you, raising his eyebrow in question. 

You pull him by the belt. “Yeah. We’re doing this.” You confirm, unbuckling his belt while Namjoon chuckles at your lack of patience. 

But he’s no better himself, because before you know it he’s working his hands on your zipper, failing miserably but somehow making it work and opening them. 

In sync, you both touch each other, groaning by the feeling. Namjoon feels big under your palm and he notices how you’re already wet from just a little hot make out sesh on his couch. 

“Shit—“ Namjoon curses, sliding his fingers up and down above the fabric while you’re cupping him. 

“Yeah.” 

The sensation grows with every touch, a desperation coming to the surface. You’re certain Namjoon is going to fuck you on this couch, but he has other plans. 

“Bedroom. Now.” He says in between pants. Too overwhelmed to form an actual sentence because holy shit you’re touching him, at this very moment. This isn’t a silly wet dream, no. This is real life and it’s about to happen. 

It looks silly how you both get up so fast, running towards Namjoon’s bedroom as if there’s hidden gold in there. Namjoon closes the door even though he lives alone and you’re already laying down on his bed, waiting for him to join you. 

The bed slightly dips when he joins you, grabbing your waist so you’re able to feel every inch of him as he kisses you softly. Your hands shamelessly feel his chest and arms, a weakness of yours when it comes to Namjoon and his body. 

You remember the first time you saw him after a while, his shoulders broader and more toned. You tried not to show him how your eyes raked all over his body, checking him out with zero shame. Thankfully, Namjoon was too excited to see you to notice and you’re grateful for that. 

But now, you can touch him there. Feel the edges of his muscles without having to wonder what they feel like. Fuck. You were right. They feel like a dream. 

Namjoon moans against your lips when your hand moves upwards beneath his shirt, his soft skin burning against yours. You knew he had abs, he’s mentioned once or twice he was doing an abs workout when you’ve called him during his workout hours but— he’s truly ripped. The prominent edges of his abs tense under your touch and your mind is immediately sent into a whirlwind. 

You grab onto his waist, moving him to hover above you once more. Although this time, Namjoon presses down on you, giving you a glimpse of how hard he is. He’s barely grazed his covered cock on you, and you’re whining beneath him, pulling him closer to kiss him more roughly. 

The sounds Namjoon makes are unreal. He’s groaning softly, but moaning with a raspy tone. It’s almost a bit embarrassing how wet you’ve become by simply dry humping a bit and being blessed by hearing Namjoon enjoying himself above you. 

You both go back to groping and touching one another, this time beneath the fabric that stands in the way. Namjoon’s cock feels heavy in your hand, the skin soft and the tip wet. You gain the courage to squeeze his cock gently, causing Namjoon to gasp while he’s dragging out his fingers on your slit. 

You tense when Namjoon’s thumb begins to circle on your clit. Namjoon grows a smile at your reaction, continuing as he drags two of his fingers inside of you with ease. He curls them when they’re fully inside, petting your g-spot and making you moan. You return the favor, stroking Namjoon’s cock and squeezing by the tip, circling your thumb over it. 

Now the question is, who’s going to give in first? 

Namjoon pulls himself upwards, his fingers still inside you, taking his free hand to remove his glasses and place them on the night table. With that, he also reaches for a condom in the drawer. 

As he moves downwards, he reconnects his lips with yours. The kiss is wet, messy and hot. It only makes you more excited to finally have sex with Namjoon. 

You’re both moaning, moving your bodies in sync, in search of friction but nothing will beat Namjoon being inside of you. The lack of patience starts to show for you when you pull his pants and boxers till mid thigh. His cock springs free, moving closer to your core. Namjoon pulls out his fingers, grabbing onto his cock and makes eye contact with you. 

You nod to his silent question, resulting in Namjoon to pull your pants and underwear completely off. You expect for Namjoon to get on with it, but instead he moves closer, grinding down on your naked core. His cock slips in between your lips, letting you feel him fully. 

“Shit—” You gasp, overwhelmed by how good it feels. 

“Yeah, baby.” Namjoon says in agreement, mouth slack as he continues to move. If he continues, you’re certain you can come like this. 

“Joonie, please.” You bite your lip, preventing a moan from escaping your lips. “Need you.” You mumble against his skin. 

You have never in your life seen Namjoon hurry as much as he does right now. He almost falls down on you, too excited to put on a condom. Luckily, he manages quickly, the condom sliding down with ease. 

With that, Namjoon circles his tip by your entrance, teasing you a bit. It causes you to move your hips, trying to aim for his cock but you fail. Namjoon bites back a smile, and carefully he starts to thrust, sliding with ease. The stretch feels incredible. 

After a few shallow thrusts, Namjoon manages to settle. He takes a second to enjoy how you feel wrapped around him before beginning to move. 

Holy fucking shit. Namjoon thrusts like a God. You’re already on edge, barely having him inside of you but you feel yourself coming close to an orgasm. 

Namjoon picks up a fast pace, grabbing both your hands and intertwining your fingers, settling them above your head. He gasps against your lips, biting down on them whenever you clench around him. 

“You feel like a fucking dream.” Namjoon pants, smiling down on you. Your skin grows hot by his compliment, nearing an end. 

With a few more thrusts from Namjoon, your back arches, a highly pitched moan slipping as you come undone all over him. Not long after, Namjoon’s cock twitches inside of you, spilling into the condom with a groan. 

You both lay in each other’s arms, skin sweaty and warm. Namjoon pulls out with ease, tossing the condom in a bin before moving back towards you. He lays in your arms and your hands move upwards to his hair. He hums in satisfaction, loving how your fingers feel scraping his scalp. 

“What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?” 

You pause, surprised he’s asking such a thing. 

“Why are you asking this when you can’t even boil an egg?” Namjoon gasps in offense, while you start to laugh over how ridiculous he is. 

“It was worth a try.” He says, giving a small peck to your neck. 

Kim Namjoon will be the death of you. 

© jjkeverlast 2023 [do not copy, translate or repost any of my works.]

#namjoon smut #kim namjoon smut #namjoon x reader #namjoon x female reader #namjoon x you #namjoon fanfic #namjoon drabble #bts namjoon #bts kim namjoon #kim namjoon bts #bts rm #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction

[sharpth1ng]

Scream Wardrobe HCs Pt 2- Billy Loomis

Billy wears a weird blend of prep and grunge in the movie, so I tried to work with that while also considering how his style would develop after high school, because I think going to college and having an ounce more self acceptance would lead to some new threads for him

Tommy Hilfiger & Calvin Klien

This one seems obvious, I didn't put any polos here because we all know he wears them

He's got a bunch of their pullovers and button downs, they're simultaneously a prep brand but with looser fits and styles so they slide into the grunge vibe a little

definitely has one of the oversized horizontal stripe sweaters (a la kurt cobain)

He definitely has a pair of the CK cords (bottom row on the right) they've got that good soft/ridged texture, good for covert stiming

Also CK was controversial for putting up these massive homoerotic billboards and he doesn't even know but those pictures of marky mark grabbing his dick did some subliminal messaging

2. Levis

Boy got the 501 jeans in a few colours (blue pictured here but I think he would have the black ones too)

obvious obligatory plaid shirts, mostly in blues and greys

DENIM JACKET. I refuse to believe this kid didn't do the incredibly 90s denim on denim look at some point. Its really, really gay and he has no idea

3. Denim cut offs

This is his only pair of shorts, he almost never wears them

Stu keeps pulling at the loose threads at the bottom so they're slowly getting shorter and shorter

4. The classic 90's white tank top

Starts wearing these as undershirts, slowly they turn into just shirts, he wears them under unbuttoned shirts and stuff

Makes Stu lose his mind a little (Sorry, the shirt is slightly see though, Stu needs help)

5. Big fleece lined hoodies

Boy likes a hood, sometimes you gotta not show your face

Has a habit of pulling the sleeves over his hands, which he isn't actually aware he's doing but Stu thinks its cute

in high school he probably has a plain one(on the left), later gets the sick Nine Inch Nails one and Stu likes to steal it (also Stu calls the band Nine Inch Males and it makes Billy want to strangle him)

Edit: also he’s transmasc, every single one of us has a Big Hoodie™️

6. Obligatory turtleneck

These were massively popular, Skeet Ulrich had one

I just think he's pretentious and he goes to film school, this bitch has a turtleneck idk what to tell you

7. Dr Martens

Boy almost never wears sneakers, he likes the thick soles and the shit-kicking vibes

He gets a pair of the brogues (on the far right) in college during his turtleneck phase but still wears the ankle-high ones lots

8. Obligatory 90's leather pants and jacket

He buys these in like 1998/99, its the gayest thing he's ever done and it's because Trent Reznor wears them

This is basically lingerie to Stu, he's a weak man

Bonus, cause I gave Stu underwear so Billy gets some too:

He wears the ck boxer briefs (almost exclusively, you got sensory issues? You dont fuck around with underwear)

I told you this ad campaign was gay

More:

Randy

Stu

Sidney

#billy loomis sucks dick #while wearing leather pants #billy loomis #scream headcanons #scream 1996 #Billy loomis wardrobe #stuilly #scream wardrobe hcs

[tiredghostboi]

Ghostbur's Friend

"Ghostbur is dead."

Death was cold. Freezing spikes driven into the ghost's thin frame, piercing his yellow sweater. Ghostbur shivered, and clamped his hands over his ears to try and block out the deafening cheers and shouts.

"An- And suffering."

Ghostbur pressed his back against the wall, closing his eyes as another wave of excitement flooded his senses.

"And never coming back!"

It was louder this time. Sharper. The voice that sounded so much like Ghostbur, but wasn't really Ghostbur's at all, mocked him, and steam started pouring from his grey tinted flesh. I miss the sky. I miss Friend.

"The angst™️."

Ghostbur let out a shout at the headache blooming in the base of his skull.

"That was sucessful," Tommy's voice rang out, so much healthier and happier than he was in exile. "Can't believe so many people showed up."

"If you haven't noticed, we're kind of popular," Ranboo but not Ranboo awnsered.

Ghostbur whimpered, gasping for air. Why did they do this to me?

"I wonder why they asked about Ghostbur and not why me and Jack didn't get ghosts."

"Because Ghostbur is a fan favorite."

"Are you seriously not bringing him back, Wil?"

"What's the point? Revivedbur and C!Tommy are wrapping up their story. There's no reason for C!Wilbur to die just so Ghostbur can come back. The fans will be unhappy, but-"

"Just like the C!Quackity and C!Wilbur thing, there's no point retconing just for the fans?"

"Yeah. Pretty much. They'll live."

"Why?" Ghostbur whispered. "Why won't you just let me leave?" Laughs echoed in the distance, and he pressed his fingers further into his ears.

"Jump in the-"

"Ranboo, I swear."

"LET ME OUT!" Ghostbur screeched. "LET ME OUT!"

But just like shaking prison bars, it did nothing.

Nobody could hear him.

Friend couldn't hear him.

His Tommy couldn't hear him.

The real Wilbur couldn't hear him.

...

Why don't they know that I'm here?

Why can't he just let me go?

Why won't the Real Wilbur give me peace?

Why won't I ever see-

Something soft brushed against his shoulder, and Ghostbur opened his sticky eyes. He let out a wet, hysterical laugh, taking his hands from his ears and running them through the soft, blue wool of Friend.

"There. Now he has a friend."

"Softbur."

"I know," the Real Wilbur whispered. "I try."

#ghostbur #writing #Dsmp #hurt/comfort #dream smp #fanfiction #ghostbur fanfic #Ghostbur friend

[matthewsblue]

Matthew Clairmont + his soft blue sweater throughout s1 of A Discovery of Witches

#i had to #cant wait to see it again in s3 #a discovery of witches #adow #all souls trilogy #matthew clairmont #aaaa my poor heart #love him #matthew goode #love #soft blue sweater™️ #adowedit #my screenshots #autumn cosy #oxford #adow s1 #vampire #aesthetic #dark academia #matthewgoode

[hatterstan-shameblog]

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Valentine's Day Headcanons for The Men™️: Kuzuryuu, Hatter, and Aguni

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Kuzuryuu, Pre-Borderlands:

This guy seems married, so imagine that you are his spouse.

The guy's a lawyer so he's always busy, and Valentine's Day isn't an exception.

"The judicial system doesn't come to a screeching halt just because someone at the greeting card company decided to monetize the idea of love."

Still, you try to make it a special day, anyways.

You wake up extra early to get dressed in your cutest pink and/or red outfit, then you make him a special breakfast of heart-shaped pancakes with fresh-cut fruit on top.

At first you think he doesn't notice, still sleepy-eyed and grumpy from staying up late researching his latest case, but when you walk past him to get the syrup from the cabinet, he grabs you gently by the wrist and presses a kiss to your palm, a soft but sincere 'thank you' leaving his lips before he digs into his meal.

Before long, he's gone at work—you have plenty to do, yourself, so you move on with your day as if nothing was going on. Your husband is such a busy man, especially now—you don't expect him to make a fuss.

Unfortunately he has to work late again—and you're a little disappointed, even though you know it can't be helped. You had planned on making a nice dinner for you two, but perhaps you can do that another night. Maybe you'll just make a sandwich and watch a sappy rom-com on TV.

So, imagine your surprise when you hear a knock on the door and find your husband with a bouquet of flowers in one arm and holding a paper bag with the other.

Turns out, he decided to work from home tonight—but not before he picked up your favorite takeout meal and grabbed some flowers on the way home.

The two of you have a fun dinner together, cuddled up on the couch while making fun of the TV, and when he has to go do more work, you make sure to keep his coffee fresh.

Hatter, Pre-Borderlands:

Valentine's Day is a big day for him—not just personally, but professionally. Even though he's more-or-less a silent partner at the host club, he still makes it his business to be there for one of their biggest nights of the year.

But, where does that leave you? I'm so glad you asked...

You get yourself dressed to the nines—hair done, nails too (if that's your sort of thing)—and make your way to the club.

When they ask you which gentleman you'd like to have entertain you for the evening, you politely but firmly demand to see Danma Takeru. The manager tries to convince you to select one of the other men, but you stand firm—you won't leave without speaking to him.

Takeru expects the worst, so he steels himself for some kind of dispute...but the second he sees you standing there, dressed to kill and staring at him with expectant eyes, he laughs.

"Gentlemen, please, I'll take it from here."

And so you get the full host treatment—Takeru hasn't completely given up on his previous career, and he uses all his best compliments and mixes you the most exciting and exotic cocktails to keep you entertained. Even though you two are a couple, you follow all the rules of the establishment, including the no-touching rule...which is unexpectedly difficult.

Before you leave, you carefully slip a hotel room key into his hand and tell him to come find you after his shift—you'll be waiting.

Aguni, Pre Borderlands:

The whole "romance" thing doesn't really come naturally to Aguni, but he's determined to try and give you a nice experience, anyways.

Gardener!Aguni is very real, so he knows exactly which flowers to pick out for you—and, yes, he does assemble the bouquet himself, thanks for asking :)

He's not exactly "Mister Fashion," so it takes him an hour (and a reluctant phonecall to Hatter) to finally piece together an outfit for your dinner date. A pair of dark fitted jeans, a button-down shirt, and a comfortable blue sweater on top—it's casual but polished.

Everything goes surprisingly well. He picks you up at exactly six o'clock, and the flowers he got you look picture-perfect in the vase you put them in. Even the trains aren't too crowded, surprisingly, and it'd an easy trip to get to the restaurant he'd booked for your dinner.

Except...there was a mix-up with the reservation, and your plans for the night are effectively ruined.

And he's mad—he's so mad, all he wanted to do was have a nice evening with his significant other, but now it's all blown up in his face.

The two of you decide to walk around—it's Tokyo, there's bound to be somewhere else you can go, right?

But, unfortunately, even the most basic Ramen shops have a line out the door. He's about to admit defeat, but then...

Without so much as a word, he leads you into the nearest 7-11 and hands you a basket. He tells you that you're going to play a little game: he'll pick out your dinner, and you'll pick out his. But, you can't just get him the stuff you know he likes; you have to get things you think he hasn't tried, and he'll do the same for you.

Your shopping adventure takes almost half and hour, and while the total at the register is not what you would have paid at the restaurant, it's still a little pricey.

Thanks to the unseasonably warm weather, the two of you sit outside and swap bags—laughing at all the strange snacks you were able to find and taste-testing each item together.

He admits that the "game" was something he and Takeru used to do when they were kids, and apologizes for giving you such an anticlimactic Valentine's Day.

But, as you watch the sun set over the water, you know you wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Kuzuryuu, Borderlands:

His first priority is keeping the Beach up and running, especially as Hatter slips deeper into madness by the day, so he simply doesn't have the time nor the energy to care about Valentine's Day.

He doesn't even realize it's the day until you tell him, and he groans at the thought of all the weird public hookups he'll have to witness—not that they don't have enough of those already, it's just that there will be so many more today, and he hates having to walk through an imitation of the ball masque scene in Eyes Wide Shut just to get to the pool area.

At least neither of you have to play a game today, so that's a small plus.

He comes to your room after collecting that night's cards and attending the Executive's meeting—and what a clusterfuck that was—and the two of you spend the evening in bed, just talking and enjoying each other's company until you fall asleep.

Hatter, Borderlands:

Congratulations—you're one of a handful of this guy's Valentine's! It's no secret that he's been having casual flings with a number of people, but it doesn't bother you in the least. If anything, it allows you a little more "you-time" in addition to all of the other...perks...that come along with being one of Hatter's "romantic acquaintances."

Just because you're not the only one doesn't mean you're not special—Hatter has an excellent memory where people are concerned, so you are pleasantly surprised to see he had one of his underlings deliver flowers in your favorite color when you come back from getting breakfast.

There is a special "get-together" this evening, in his room, and you decide to go see what your eccentric lover has prepared.

Champagne, candles, chocolate covered strawberries—everything that says "quintessential Valentine's Day celebration" is there, and all of your fellow "romantic acquaintances" have been invited to spend the evening drinking, laughing, and...well, whatever happens after that, happens.

Aguni, Borderlands:

The Borderlands definitely does not make romance come any easier to Aguni—and since he's the stone-face, straight-spined leader of the Militants, he's definitely not keen on letting people know that he has any romantic attachments.

So you see each other in secret—it works well for the both of you, and, even though you don't exactly want to admit it, you like the thrill of sneaking around.

He calls you up to the roof that afternoon, and you're a little confused, since you tend not to meet during the daytime as to not arouse suspicion. Two of his most trusted underlings guard the door, making sure you won't be interrupted.

When he takes out his gun, you start to panic—but then, Aguni explains that he's going to teach you how to shoot. There's a collection of empty bottles, and he's carefully lined up a few on the ledge for you to aim for.

He shows you everything—how to hold the gun properly, how to load it, and how to exhale as you pull the trigger to get a more accurate shot. And if his hands linger on yours a little longer than necessary, and if he presses himself a little closer than usual....well, that's between you and him.

At the end of the day, he just wants you to be safe—it's not your typical date, but it's still sweet in its own way.

#alice in borderland #alice in borderland netflix #imawa no kuni no alice #writings and such #danma takeru #hatter #aguni morizono #kuzuryuu keiichi #headcanons #aib headcanons

[capricioussun]

[ID: a comment from @thewanderersrespite that reads “I have a pretty big sweet tooth so I'll take a sweetswap explanation!” /End ID]

Sweetswap! It’s an aesthetic based Underswap AU that was actually kind of inspired by Heartfell, except instead of Lovecore, it’s cutecore or kawaiicore or whatever the term would be! It’s all pastels and softness, all of the characters are nicer and/or sillier, and that’s! Pretty much it agshsjdjfj

I really really want to get some ideas down for how I’m seeing it, the locations and especially the characters, because I’d really like to go into it with a lot of details and just have fun with it!! I think I have a note with some ideas written down, let me see if I can find it…

“Hmmmm thinkin about sweetswap and I think. Clover should have a bear honey bottle hoodie. Clover with a honey bear bottle hoodie that has little bumblebee tassels, the strings are braided, hood has little bear ears and visible thick stitch lines. And maybe green basketball shorts? But like, the shorter kind! And like, clover green, with white stripes on the side that have green accent stitching. A creme colored turtleneck sweater tank top under his hoodie, with little strawberries embroidered on it. Oh, and he wears tons of bracelets!! Bead ones, the little rubber ones, braided ones, literally just whatever ya give him, he’ll wear it! He uses them as fidget toys =<]

Always has lollipops ranging in type and flavor, sometimes even has one of those big swirly ones?? He also usually has a handheld gaming system in a pastel color. Loves letting Chara draw rainbows or stars or whatever on his face, usually cheeks, and he has freckles!! He’s a total sweetheart, but he does still have Depression™️ anxiety and memory issues, and he is still a judge!! A lot of people think he’s kinda weird because of this repressed darker side, and for his strange taste for spicy sweets, like gingerbread or chili pepper hot cocoa.

Berry’s design is still super up in the air, but his battle body could be light light pink with blue accents, matching blue shorts, and a pastel yellow undershirt, with pink and yellow sneakers that have rainbows on the heels and toes, perhaps… And blue socks with little yellow stars all over them, and light pink gloves with blue accents… Definitely has a tooth gap. He’s also an absolute sweet heart! Though he has a dastardly sense of humor most people don’t know about, barring of course Papyrus and Alphys.

He’s very active but he also loves baking, people often joke about him putting Muffet out of business because of how much he bakes when he isn’t training to be in the guard! Always has his notebook with him, and it’s usually covered in stickers from his brother and townsfolk

Aaaaand. I’m sure I’ll think of more. I have faint ideas for the others, and I’m thinking Chara (Caramel?) is like. This super soft spoken, shy, sad kid, who just. Doesnt. Know what to do??? They panic and are quick to cry, get easily overwhelmed =^( but with the help of the others, they come out of their shell a lot and become much much happier!!! They’re very sweet, they love to draw and write, maybe they’d love to be a teacher some day! Or maybe a publishing editor agsjsja”

Mostly just stuff about the brothers lol but you get the vibes!! I really want to draw them ;;;;;;

#undertale #underswap #sweetswap #sun spots #thewanderersrespite #💥💞💫

[wannabevampire]

🤍🤍my hcs about you:

- you own a lot of really cute sweaters. grandpa sweaters, knitted sweaters, etc

- you like to wear makeup but you keep it light because you’re a natural beauty

- your hair is either always down or half up, half down. you use cute little clips as a bonus ✨

- your room has lots of pastel colored items. pastel pink bedsheets, pastel colored pillowcases, pastel plushies, the list goes on (sweaters are included in this list)

basically you’re just really adorable ☺️💞

AWWW THIS IS SO SWEET I LOVE YOU 🥺

-i do own some sweaters!! not a ton…i wish i had more though! 😔 (i have one that looks exactly like ransom’s from knives out! and it’s WAYY too big on me so sometimes i’ll wear it and live out my little gf fantasy life <3 that’s a secret though don’t tell anyone…)

-first off: i’m blushing. second off: yes! i love make up but typically just do my eye makeup! and blush+highlighter but i haven’t done that in a longggg time because of covid and masks!

-SO ACCURATE!! i love little braids and clips! but i never wear ponytails or anything like that. it is unheard of. i put my hair up during a concert one time (because allie doesn’t fuck around when it comes to mosh pits hehe) and my friend literally took a picture because he had never seen my hair all the way up before and was shocked (he’s so fucking dramatic i love him) basically my hair stays down unless i’m in a mosh pit or eating pussy. i uhhh i mean uhhh😳

-YES BABY! my room is very soft! i love it so much :) the main colors are pink and white! but there’s also some light blues and purples <3 i have a ton of stuffed animals and too many pillows to count! one of my walls is dedicated to my nerd activities™️ (i painted part of it with chalk board paint so i can write on it and pretend i’m a mad scientist) and i constantly have books and papers all over the place. i’m summary: allie’s room is very soft and cute! except it kinda looks like someone is trying to figure out teleportation or build a spaceship 24/7! the duality of allison😌🤍

BABY YOURE SO SWEER AND CUTE ILY!

xoxo,

allie🕊

#allie speaks!!! <3 #☆*~｡!allie & friends!｡~*☆ #allie facts!! #this was so cute and made me so happy #sending all the kisses and hugs in the world #WHSUWHHA

[red-exo]

Um may I request something with jongdae eating you out 👉🏻👈🏻.

you bet your sweet ass you can!!!!! finally my man KIM JONGDAE -  aka the Pussy Eating Champion ™️. this boy loves to eat pussy and is great at it and no one can tell me otherwise.

You got home way later than you were planning. Your boss had made you stay late to fix a coworker’s mistake, and in your rush to get out of the office you had forgotten your jacket at your desk. By the time you realized you didn’t have it, shivering on the subway, it was way too late to go back and get it. 

You were tense and irritable by the time you unlocked the door to the apartment and stepped inside. Most of the lights were dimmed, the living room only illuminated by the blue-white glow of the TV. Jongdae was sprawled out on the couch, you could see his reflection in the big window across from the front door.

“Hey babe,” You said, exhaustion obvious in your voice.

There was a moment of rustling and yawns, telling you that he had fallen asleep. Then, his head appeared over the top of the couch, dark hair a rumpled mess.

“It’s so late,” He murmured, voice thick with sleep, “What happened?”

“I got caught up at work,” You toed off your shoes, kicking them to the side with far more ferocity than was necessary, “That coworker I was telling you about the other day? He fucked up a report and then left early, so I had to stay and fix it.” 

“Ah,” Jongdae groaned, rolling off the couch and padding over towards you, “Come here.”

He tugged you into his arms, your face pressed into his shoulder. He smelled warm and soft, like maybe he had showered earlier and the scent of his soap and shampoo had melted into his skin. One hand tangled in your hair, thumb drawing soft patterns across the back of your head while the other flattened on your lower back, pulling you in against him.

“Relax,” He said, voice low against your ear, “You’re all tense.”

“Yeah, I know,” You huffed, pulling away from him, “I think I need a bath or something.”

Jongdae cupped your face in his hands, one thumb pressing down on your lower lip, “I know how to make you relax.”

You glanced up at him, catching the way his eyes had gone dark and a little half-lidded, as if he was sizing you up to eat. Which, essentially, he was. Jongdae had a thing for eating you out. He would spend hours between your legs if you let him, would moan and keep a raging boner the entire time his mouth was on you.

Your breath hitched at the thought of it. You swallowed, hard, and he watched the way your throat bobbed.

“Yeah?”

“Mm,” He lead you towards the couch, urging you to sit down and recline, “Gonna make you feel so good.”

He kissed your mouth first, a gentle press of his lips against yours that quickly turned not-gentle. He undid the buttons on your blouse, letting it hang open as his clever fingers found the zipper on your skirt. You wriggled out of it, lifting your hips for him and he pulled it down over your stockings. He ran his hands over your legs, making soft noises at the way the sheer black material looked on your skin.

Eventually things turned frantic, your fingers fisting in his sweater as he kissed you, his fingers running down between your thighs to stroke you through your stockings. Soon, those came off too and you were naked from the waist down, only your loose white blouse on top. You had managed to get your bra off and it was a crumpled lump on the carpet.

“You are so beautiful,” He murmured, kissing his way down between your breasts until he was kneeling between your legs. He pressed a few kisses to your inner thigh before glancing up at you, “Hand me that pillow.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, but still handed him the small throw pillow that sat beside you.

He adjusted so he was kneeling on it, then glanced back up at you, “I plan on being here for a while.”

Then his mouth was on you, your legs over his shoulders as he ran his tongue up your slit. You were dripping wet, you knew, and he groaned, his mouth making obscene noises against your skin. Then he brought his fingers into play, using his thumbs to spread you open for him so he could get his tongue right on your clit. He licked it quickly, once, then pressed the flat of his tongue against you, grinding your clit in exactly the way you liked.

You gasped, hands flying down to sink into his hair, “Jongdae.”

His response was a moan, a low noise that vibrated his tongue against you. You hissed, hips lifting up off the couch towards his mouth. He didn’t let up, just kept licking and sucking at you until you thought you were going to pass out. 

Jongdae knew when you were getting close, knew it by the way your thighs started to tremble. He moved one hand down, sliding two fingers into you so you’d have something to clench down on. Your back arched of its own accord, the tight coil of pleasure in your stomach threatening to snap. He continued grinding his tongue against your clit, pumping and curling his fingers inside your pussy until you came screaming on his tongue.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” He said, pulling away for just a moment, “I wish you understood how good your pussy tastes. Then you’d know why I want you on my tongue every single fucking day.”

He licked you through your orgasm and then kept going, ruthlessly fucking you on his fingers and running the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit.

“Jongdae!” You whined, hands pulling on his hair, “I can’t!”

He pulled his mouth from you, and the desperate whine that left your mouth was not on purpose, “I know you can, baby.” He pressed a gentle kiss to your clit and you hips jerked, “I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

#jongdae #chen #jongdae smut #jongdae drabble #chen smut #chen drabble #exo smut #exo drabble #mine #ans #requested