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captainnameless · 1 year

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In your universe, did lil land ever make an appearance while karting with Carlos? Their karting videos is so wholesome, I can only imagine how patient he is with Lando

Carlos is so patient with that little firecracker, so well matched on reading Lando’s energy and giving him exactly what he needs, wether it be a gentle distraction, a firmer approach or just a hug. i think the only instance he messes up is with that post (Brazil was it?) where he just snaps and Lando’s face just falls 😭, which reminds me of 👻, bb where are you, are you well? are you thriving? i miss u.

also i’ve just rewatched that entire karting video bc of this ask and word vomitted this

Lando loves karting and he loves Carlos, so combining the two just means a serotonin overload which can be a bit overwhelming at times and cause him to slip a little.

It’s not like either of them mind, Carlos starts to notice when Lando is practically bouncing out of his suit, feet anything but still and his speaking is so sped up he keeps stumbling over his words. They’re standing close enough for Carlos to be able to gently and unnoticed get a hold of the younger, press a grounding thumb into Lando’s wrist. It works, ish, Lando leans into him and grins at Carlos, smile all squished from where the helmet is tight around his cheeks.

The adrenaline rush is even worse when he actually wins the race, barely landing the move on Carlos in the final corner and sticking with it across the finish line, a few tenths ahead of the Spaniard.

The bouncing is more prominent know, very visible from where Carlos is sat behind Lando waiting to park the karts back where they belong, he can see Lando growing restless and is out of the kart before he really knows it, crouching down next to the younger. He has to suppress the coo that wants to leave him when he meets the twinkly eyes, scrunched up from how big his smile is.

“I beat you.”

Carlos matches his smile. “Hmm, cabrón. You did.”

Lando sticks his tongue out. “I was the fastest. Super fast. I went around you like-.” He doesn’t finish his sentence while his arms make big movements, mimicking his pass. “Like that!”

Carlos chuckles. “I know, I saw you do it.”

“I won.” Lando reiterates. “I was quicker than you.”

Carlos nods, again. “You were.”

- -

He lets Lando take in the victory, watches him announce it to the entire track and anyone who’ll listen. Enjoys watching the genuine smile on Lando’s face, he’ll wait.

When Lando’s done Carlos knows because of the way soft fingers curl around his sleeve, tugging at it to try and get him to stop his conversation. He’s able to cut it short before the younger starts whining and as his conversation partner leaves he’s met with a soft but familiar

“Papa?”

Yeah. He’d been expecting that.

He can’t help the quick look around before his eyes settle back on Lando. “Hmm?”

“Wanna go.”

The adrenaline must’ve worn off as Lando’s eyes already seem half closed, messed up curls that have fallen into his face contributing to the he needs a nap-look.

“You tired, cariño?”

“No.” Is Lando’s immediate answer, and Carlos should’ve expected that really. But Lando’s body betrays him with a yawn and Carlos has to bite back the smirk at the frown that appears.

Carlos drives back to the hotel one-handed, the other one resting in Lando’s lap while the younger plays with his fingers, mostly to keep the boy from sticking his thumb in his mouth. The windows on the rental aren’t tinted and it’s not a risk they’re necessarily willing to take.

Back in their room he tricks Lando into his lap by turning on a movie but the sound is barely on and he’s squeezed the boy into his chest, gently running his thumb across Lando’s nose and watching his eyes flutter close. There’s some sort of gurgled protest that’s cut short by another yawn before Lando’s body just kinda gives in, melts into the hold and rests.

#littlef1adventures #lf1a.minific #i adore carlando #so much

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 2 years

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I just wanna roll your art into a ball like play doh and squish it affectionately it is so cUTE- AND YOUR FIC IS AMAZING???? It’s actually helped me out recently when I need some serotonin and I hope you realize that ur art and writing is a gift from whatever omnipotent being currently resides in the astral plane, it is so good!!!

hhsdhgfhasdlhfajJHDGJKDS

HHHBHFBGH THANK U,,

#gushing #asks #newts-and-sharks #bones of a rabbit

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hiding-my-kinks · 2 years

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Ok it's not that I actually want to fuck Overlord it's that I want to give him a bigass hit of serotonin that I know he doesn't get from murder kill hobby time. ""Oooh man these giant robots are all such horrific war criminals with no empathy they squish u"" They're all traumatized to hell girl, I bet my ass if you walked up to one of em and asked them how they're feeling or how their day is they'd immediately orgasm on the spot. Robo-dick shooting jizz out like a fire hydrant. They a whole race with daddy issues.

#horni.txt #valveplug #im gettin bolder on this blog so im spewing bullshif at 11 pm kn 3% battery

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spencerreidscoffeecup · 3 years

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Night Out (smutty/fluff)

CW: kissing, getting caught kissing (by a child), slight teasing, dirty thoughts, talk of alcohol consumption, mutual pining, mention of nipple piercings, fluff!!, #milfalert ;), pervy spencer

Word Count: 3300

AN: Hey everyone! I hope you enjoy this one shot! <3

Spencer's POV:

"Can't you find anyone to babysit?"

Looking up from the book I was currently reading, I listened in on the conversation that was going on between Emily, Penelope, JJ, and Y/n.

We had finally come back from a week-long case, and the girls had been planning a night out once everyone got back home. As of now, we were on the jet, half the team asleep, the other half discussing their plans.

"Everyone's busy," Y/n frowned, combing a few loose hairs behind her right ear. "Besides, I haven't seen Aaliyah in over a week; I should probably stay home."

"Y/n, Aaliyah is three- almost four- years old! You haven't gone out since the year before she was born. You deserve to take a break and enjoy yourself. You can hang out with her on Saturday." Emily reasoned, splaying her hands out on the table in front of her as I listened.

"I would love to, Em, but everyone is too busy to babysit. It's not like I'm gonna send her to her abusive father in New York; fuckin' asshole," she mumbled the last remark, rolling her eyes.

Before I could stop myself, I piped into their conversation. "I-I'll babysit Aaliyah."

JJ raised her eyebrows at me. "Spence, you've never babysat anyone before. Do you know how to?"

"I know how to babysit!" I squeaked, laying my book down on the table in front of me, crossing my arms defensively in front of my chest. "Besides, I haven't seen Aaliyah in a month. I miss her."

"You would do that for me?" Y/n spoke quietly, smiling softly.

I blushed. "Of-of course. I would do anything for you--" the words flew from my mouth like vomit.

Jesus, Spencer.

Could you be any more obvious?

Emily chuckled as I tried to revise my wording, the beautiful woman sitting on the couch blushing slightly as she bit her lower lip.

"I-I mean! I would- I-I love Aaliyah, of c-course I would help you out. You deserve it."

Y/n smiled, the corner of her eyes crinkling slightly.

God, she's so beautiful.

So perfect.

"Thank you, Spence," Y/n stood up from her place on the jet's couch, bent down, and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then stood up, lightly hugging my head to her pelvis lightly as she looked down at me, before combing her fingers through my hair as she talked with the girls; leaning her body against my seat. My heart fluttered in my chest as I blushed. Hard.

Before walking away to grab some more coffee, she ruffled my hair. Her hips swayed as she walked to the other side of the jet. I reluctantly tore my eyes from her without being too noticeable.

I turned my head back to the girls, their eyebrows arched, a smirk crawling up their lips.

I gulped, "W-what?"

JJ shook her head dismissavely, "Oh nothing, loverboy."

Heat crawled up my neck, spreading across my face as I willed myself to look back at my book.

But I couldn't read properly.

I kept touching the cheek Y/n so delicately pressed her soft lips upon. My face tingled slightly and my heart leapt, replaying the moment in my head over and over.

Turns out, that was a better entertainment than my book for the next two hours on the jet.

Friday Night: 6:56 PM

If I thought the butterflies that circled my body once Y/n had kissed my cheek had been bad, it was nothing compared to the feeling I got when she opened the door; her blue pajama pants on and a tank top that was taut to her upper body making my slacks tighten shamefully.

She looked so beautiful when she was in comfortable, domestic clothing, that I was barely able to focus on the words that were coming out of her mouth as she tried inviting me inside her apartment. Instead, I stood in the doorway, eyes wide as I swallowed thickly, my eyes wandering her figure and face.

I imagined waking up next to her, the golden sun illuminating her face. I would cherish the small kisses we would share sleepily, smiling against one another's lips. The embrace we share: warm and inviting.

"Spence?" she laughed softly. I snapped out of my daze.

"Y-Yeah?"

"You okay?"

I nodded, smiling. "Yes of course, I'm sorry."

Y/n only giggled, the sound filling my body with butterflies and a great dose of serotonin.

She opted to pull me in by my tie, and I yelped slightly at the sudden force. I bit down the small moan that was begging to be released from my throat as she closed the door and smoothed my silk tie out for me.

Smiling softly, she put a hand on my cheek. "Thank you so much. I know this probably isn't the first thing you'd want to do on a Friday night."

I smiled meekly.

"It's no problem. And usually I read at home. Alone. During any occasion or day of the week, really."

I subtly nuzzled my head in her palm before hearing little footsteps approach.

"Mommy! Who-? SPENCIE!" Aaliyah's curly hair bounced on her head as a great smile split across her cheeks at the sight of me. She ran over, jumping happily and wrapping her tiny arms and hands around my upper thigh. She giggled as I swooped down and picked her up.

"Hello, Aaliyah!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around her pj cladded body, to which she wrapped her arms around my neck and sprinkled light, but slightly open mouthed kisses on my face.

"Aaliyah, quit suffocating Spencer," Y/n chuckled nervously, pulling the three-year old away from my body and settling her daughter on her hip. Aaliyah made grabby-hands for me, so I extended my hand and let her wrap her tiny hand around my thumb. She played with my digits as Y/n kissed her daughter's forehead. "I'm sorry about her energy, I told her you'd be coming to babysit but she must've forgotten. Now she's all worked up."

"Don't worry about it," I assured her, smiling happily at the image in front of me.

"Spen- Spencie we can bake cookies!" Aaliyah hiccuped, beaming.

"That sounds great!"

Y/n smiled before hearing her phone chime in the other room. "Oh, shoot. I should get ready,"

I nodded, taking Aaliyah from her arms as Y/n made her way to the bedroom.

The toddler squished my face with her tiny hands, a giggle bubbling from her throat.

"Thanks for arriving early, Spence," Y/n called from her room. "And thanks for doing this."

"It's no problem, really." I set Aaliyah down, letting her hold my hand.

It was quiet besides the little fits of laughter made by Aaliyah and me, and the soft music that played as Y/n got ready.

"Spencie," Aaliyah whispers, pulling me in close by gripping the fabric of my sweater vest. "My mommy really likes you. She talks about you so much." she whispers into my ear, the smell of strawberry baby soap wafting from her curly hair. I feel myself blush.

Y/n talks about me?

A lot, apparently.

Aaliyah giggles and runs off to her room, telling me that she is going to grab some more toys.

My thoughts swarm throughout my head until Y/n exits her room.

Fuck.

"Uhm, h-how do I look?" she asks nervously, flattening her dress out beneath her palms.

She wore a cotton, navy blue, low-cut, U-neck, short-sleeved dress. It was tight against her body, the image making my body and face heat up as I gulped heavily. Her black high-heels made the urge for wanting her to step on me grow.

I adjusted the drooping glasses on my nose as my mouth opened slightly. I felt my breathing pick up.

With a clearer image, I saw that tonight, she wore nothing underneath; the sight made me feral. Two small bulbs on either side of her pebbled nipples caught my attention. I was confused for a brief moment before I realized. Nipple piercings.

Fucking hell.

I was sexualizing her. I knew it. I hated myself for it. Thus, I tore my eyes away from her.

"I-I mean- you look- just- well, you know- very uhm- y-you look grea- beautiful. Y-you look absolutely beautiful." I cleared my throat, subtly adjusting the tightening in my slacks.

God, I'm a terrible person.

"Thank you, Spencer." she giggled.

I can only imagine her taking control over my body, her hand wrapping around my throat as she scolds me for being like this. For thinking of her like this. She would ride me until she came and wouldn't allow me to finish until I made her cum three times. And I would feed on her pleasure. Feed on the way my essence would drip down from her body and pool at mine.

My heart hammered in my chest as I looked down, fidgeting with my hands.

I didn't even realize Y/n striding over to me. My hair must've been in my eyes as she got down next to me and combed some of my hair back. Again, I felt my face turn red. It was a routine at this point. She straddled my thigh as she did this, leaning over and fixing my once-gelled hair.

"Sorry," she laughed softly, standing back up as Aaliyah ran back into the room. "I've been wanting to fix it all night."

A content sigh left her mouth as she kissed her daughter's head and grabbed her purse. I stood up in pursuit.

A ding rang from her phone. She read from her device.

"Alright, they're here!" she announced, picking Aaliyah up and hugging her tightly. "Be good for Spence, okay?" Aaliyah nodded happily, running back over to me once her mother set her down on the ground.

"Okay, Spence?" Y/n turned her attention towards me. "Aaliyah's food is in the refrigerator, don't let her have more than one cookie, and her bedtime is 9:00. She's gonna try and push it back further, and no matter how much she begs, please; don't budge." she chuckled, fixing her lip gloss in the small mirror next to her apartment's front door.

"Food: refrigerator, one cookie, bedtime: 9." I recited.

Y/n grinned and quickly kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you for doing this again, Spence. It means a lot to me."

I smiled bashfully. "Of course. Have fun."

Y/n smiled back and ran out the door, kissing Aaliyah on her forehead and began to meet with her friends.

I stared at the door before I felt small hands tug on my left pant-leg. "Spencie, I want cookies!" Aaliyah huffed.

I snapped out of my dazed feelings and followed the toddler into the kitchen.

"Okay! Cookie time!"

After one Barbie movie, a dozen cookies baked, dinner eaten, and two children's books, I, and Aaliyah were exhausted by the end of the night.

Thus, at 9:05, (Aaliyah had been sneaky and hid from me under her bed (giving me quite the panic) as to extend her bedtime) I tucked the sleepy child in.

"Spencie?" she whispered sleepily, I hummed in response as I ran my fingers through her hair. "Mommy loves you. A lot. Just thought you would wan' know." she yawned, snuggling closer to her pink bunny-rabbit I had gifted her the day she was born.

My heart fluttered in my chest at her words.

Spencer, what are you thinking?

She's three years old.

She still thinks unicorns still exist.

There's no way Y/n likes you like that.

I smiled softly and kissed her forehead gingerly as she snuggled closer into my chest.

Although, those contradicting thoughts were shushed a sleepy goodnight as I felt my eyes flutter close. Even in the cramped space of Aaliyah's bed, I still dreamt of a happy life with Y/n and Aaliyah. I dreamt of happiness that would warm the coldest of hearts.

I dreamt of my dream girl, who so happened to be Y/n.

I dreamt of the sweetest of things.

The most beautiful.

Y/n.

Reader's POV:

Coming back home at midnight from a loud and eccentric club was seemingly always therapeutic.

I had missed Aaliyah.

A lot.

And I had also missed Spencer.

But I was glad to go out and enjoy my time with the girls. I milked an alcoholic strawberry daiquiri all night as we danced and grinded on one another.

It was fun.

However, I still missed my daughter (and the babysitter).

I couldn't wait to shower and crawl into my bed, dreaming of the happiest of things. I couldn't wait to dream of my fantasize of my dream man, who so happened to be Spencer.

I saw the way he looked at me.

I knew his feelings for me. I had felt the same way about him. And although this may be cruel, I loved to innocently tease him. I loved to make him nervous and loved watching him stutter around his words at the slight touch of my hand on his shoulder or chest.

I wanted to feel him. Have a domestic life with him. Be with him.

I wanted Aaliyah to have an amazing father, and I knew that if Spencer was up for it, he would love me and her unconditionally. He would fit in the spot of 'father' so comfortably.

And I felt shameful for those nights I would pleasure myself to the thought of him. The feeling of his slightly chapped lips against my skin. The way he would pour himself into my body with all the love he could muster.

And although those were the more tame thoughts, I still dreamt of the way I would control him under my touch. Make him beg.

Those thoughts made my heart flutter in my chest and my orgasm erupt from my body whenever I would play with myself.

Going back to now, as if I could think the mere sight of Spencer was enough to melt my heart, I definitely was not prepared for the sight I would see once at home.

Aaliyah was snuggled on his chest, a book splayed open across his lap as they both slept so soundly. His arms wrapped protectively but comfortingly around my daughter, her tiny body a fraction of his.

I almost didn't wake him until I realized that it was probably cruel for him to sleep in such a small bed, even if he looked so comfortable in it. His feet hung over the edge, the mismatched socks he wore making me laugh softly.

I bent over, kissing him softly on the forehead. He stirred, his eyes closing tightly before fluttering open.

"Hi," I whispered, combing some hair from his eyes.

"Hey," he yawned softly. "Sorry, I must've fallen asleep."

I shrugged slightly.

"No need to apologize. Looks like she likes you more than her stuffed animals," I chuckled.

Spencer laughed quietly along with me as he grabbed his shoes, then bent down to kiss Aaliyah's cheek; her nose scrunching up in response as she snuggled closer to her pink rabbit.

We walked to the living room as to talk some more.

I loved hearing Spencer talk.

It was one of my favorite things about him; the way he rambled about random things.

Him and Penelope were definitely the reason why we figured so many cases out.

"Thanks again," I smiled, hugging him.

"Of course. I love Aaliyah. And I love hanging out with her. She's a lot of fun."

I smiled and then pulled away, grabbing my purse, then pulled out a fifty dollar bill.

Spencer's eyebrows drew together in confusion. "What's this for?"

"For babysitting." I explained.

"No way. You don't need to pay me." he whispered.

I bit my lower lip, smiling softly. "Please. You've done so much."

Spencer's warm hand opened mine with the fifty dollar bill and gently forced my hand to close around it.

"Seriously, it's okay. I love being with Aaliyah. And I love helping you out. I don't want you to pay me."

I nodded reluctantly after a moment, putting the money back in my bag.

"Well then," I began, smoothing his sweater vest out underneath my palm. "How can I repay you?"

I looked up at him through doe-eyes, biting my lower lip softly. Spencer noticeably gulped.

God, he's so cute.

"W-wh- uhm," he cleared his throat, laughing softly. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," I began, our bodies slowly closing the gap between us. "I'll do anything you want me to do in order to repay you." my voice was a whisper as I wrapped my hand around the bottom of Spencer's tie.

Spencer swallowed thickly once more, his eyes peering through a half-lidded gaze; his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

Before I or we could say another word, his lips were on mine. My whole entire body seemed to light aflame, the adrenaline and small amount of alcohol I consumed fueling the fiery kiss.

Lewd, wet noises sounded throughout the living room of my apartment as I pulled Spencer in closer, our tongues twining together then softly massaging one another. His hands hovered above my hips before I placed one on my ass and the other on my hip bone. He whimpered softly.

His hand that sat on my hip bone ran up the side of my torso very gently as we kissed, his other hand on my ass squeezing it softly. I hummed into his mouth at the feeling. I pressed my body against his as my hand cupped his neck, my neck recoiling at how intensely we were kissing.

I made my way to sucking on the skin of his neck and jawline, his hands now fully on my ass as he experimented with squeezing it; his breath hitching in his throat and his eyes closed.

I felt him hard against my thigh, our heated kisses so intoxicating that we were gasping into each other's mouths. We were so into one another that I didn't even realize Aaliyah had snuck downstairs and had cleared her throat. She did it louder this time and I gasped before pulling away. A blush creeped onto Spencer's cheeks. He looked so beautiful and ruined. His lips were red and slick, his hair was tousled, and his glasses were astray on his face. Kiss stains and my red lipstick marked his neck; the makeup practically as red as the blush that sat on the apples of his cheeks.

"A-Aaliyah. Hi, baby," I stammered breathlessly, combing my fingers through my hair. "Why are you up so late, my love?"

Aaliyah dodged my question and in turn focused her attention on Spencer, a smile brimming at her lips.

"Are you my new daddy?"

Oh my god.

"Oh, god," I muttered, laughing nervously before picking my daughter up and kissing her cheek. Spencer laughed along, seemingly happy at the question.

That's a relief.

I bit my lower lip to keep from bursting out laughing before taking Aaliyah upstairs, and tucking her in bed.

I ran back down, hoping to see Spencer, however, he was gone. I felt my heart drop in my chest.

Damn it.

I ran out of my apartment, seeing the young doctor fixing his hair as he walked to the elevator.

"Spencer!" I called after him, and I saw relief wash over his features. Before saying another word, I planted a kiss on his lips. I pulled away, our faces decorated with smiles. "Thank you. Maybe we could do something like this some other time? Preferably.. alone?"

The genius laughed softly, his face still adorned with a blush. "That sounds great. But then we are going to have to search for a babysitter somewhere else."

"That sounds like a good idea." I laughed before our lips met once more into soft kisses.

#spencerreid #spencerreidxreader #fluff

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wakasa-wifey · 2 years

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Okay so umm it's 14th Feb here so it's already Valentine's Day!! It's nothing much but I just wanna show some appreciation to several mutuals that I've been talking to!! I don't tag all my moots I'm sorry T-T but these ppl are the ones that I interact with the most. Heads up its gonna be so fcking long.

Here's a love letter for you guys <33

@iz-ana - Sarabi my twin flame <33 bb i remembered me asking u why u followed me gszgxyx and u said its bcs of my vibes. just for u to know, i appreciate ur existence in my life like fr. u also the kind of person that comes to check up on ur moots if u don't see their posts AND PLS I WILL CRY bcs i just felt cared for T-T. I love our conversations bout TR theories, drabbles and thoughts about them (PLS I LOVE YESTERDAY'S BRAINSTORM THE MOST) AND THE WAY WE'RE PROTECTING IZANA . i sucks at writing love letter here shush but do know i appreciate you popping in my notifs and ur dms always gave me lots of serotonin. and hajsheyd just adding here i love how u are like "encouraging" me more to be a bitch to those who messed with my irl friends. what did u call me again- AH "scary dog privilege" bye hskxhxnx i love chatting with u bcs our convo can starts with a matured aura but then randomly we go into crack mode lmaoooo then kaboom espresso depresso bcs we missed izana :( ily okie don't stop shining!!!

@sanzu-sanzu-sanzu - ANRI, MY FELLOW HORROR MOVIES/STORIES ETHUSIAST! okay so we don't really interact much these days bcs we're both busy with outside life yes yes BUT I AM REALLY REALLLLLYYY HAPPY that we got to bond over our love on horror stuffs. and i'm really happy that you take my Thai horror movie suggestions for your to add into you to watch list. i followed u back then bcs of the Songs for the Toxic People fics and i don't remember when u followed me back lmaooo but u were the 3rd followers of mine AND i remembered our first interaction was me asking how u incorporated arts into ur story. always happy that u appreciate my barking in the reblogs lmaooo. just remember that u are talented okay? anri, u are one of the softest, gentle person i ever known and even if u are older than me istg i will squish u if we ever meet. and i'm gonna be part of ur protection squad <33 yhanks for existing in my life

@roczdust - DEI MY CRACK PARTNER!! my dude pls step on me u are literally stunning😭💕 and anddddd let me tell u, ur writings??? IMMACULATE. i first followed u due to that vulnerable drug addict Sanzu i remembered that but my first read was the Kaku's sniper s/o!! i hadn't manage to go thru all ur series yet due to uni and a certain grade a a-hole prof BUT I'M ON A BREAK SO I WILL GO TRHU EVERYTHING. PLS EXPECT THE BARKINGS IN TAGS. OH OH EVERYONE!! IF U GUYS WANNA READ ANGST, CRACKS FICS, EVEN POEMS PLS GO TO DEI'S WRITING ACC RIGHT HERE @rozcdust THEY HAVE SO SOOO MANY GOOD UNGOING/FINISHED SERIES!! my fave one forever gonna be Sanzu's and i don't accept other criticism. OH AND I REALLY DO APPRECIATE UR EXISTENCE IN MY LIFE FRFR I LOVE UR CRACK HEADEDNESS IN THE CJATS AND THE WAY WE BOTH FORGOT TO REPLY TO EACH OTHERS TEXTS LOLOL ILY PLATONICALLY pls do take care of urself n dms always open if u need me or wanna ask stuffs!!

@arosora - AVAAAAAAAA <33 i don't think u gonna expect this but hajshsjz PLS yes we don't talk too much since we just started being moots a week or two ago(?) BUT i like that u randomly popped into my inbox after the message i sent in ur gform lmaoooo <33 AND!!!! AND THEN WE FOUND OUT THAT WE'RE BOTH COSPLAYERS?!?!?! PLS THE CONVO STARTS BEING ME SIMPING OVER YOU (praise the lord i can't get ur wakasa cosplay outta my head) PLS PLS PLS TAKE CARE OF URSELF AND UR HEALTH!!! if one day i'm able to travel, i'll definitely go and visit u and we can go to a con together!! i stalked both ur cosplay tiktok n insta hhh and pls i'm dying over each cosplay. they're so so soooooo good <33 ALSO LISTEN UP EVERYONE!!! AVA HAS A WAKASA SERIES THAT YA'LL MIGHT BE INTERESTED IN!!! SHE'S DEPICTING WAKASA'S PERSONALITY LIKE MIKEY! (with the dark impulses) she's currently on hiatus due to a con BUT YES DO GIVE IT A READ ISTG!! oh and ava, take care at the con n take care of ur health <33 thank u for existing <33

@p-antomime - KIKI, MY PIE, MY SOULMATE, MY WIFE, MY EVERYTHING, THE MAIN CHARACTER IN MY LIFE. Ik u know this BUT i will tell u over and over again. U are talented. don't let others bring u down just bcs they're jealous of ur talent. don't be sad of not being chosen for performances bcs that's just bs (who knows if the chosen ones actually bribed the instructors/j) just unleash ur talent bitch don't hide it in. again ik u know this but i love you🙄❤️ yes i do bully u a lot but take it as affections will ya? and andddd i really realllllyyy love our conversations. i love the way u just stop typing and let me rant bout my cats and the shitty day i had. i REMEMBERED that message when u hit 2k followers, u were so soooo happy and i am so happy that u texted ME to tell bout it. andddd ah what else.. Oh kiki u are one oblivious person pls 😔✋it's funny that u still don't get the idea of my bday gift to u although it's literally written in the convo. u are a dumbass but u are my dumbass so ily -_- bitch if u didn't followed me back then, fr i would had missed my chances to interact with u and thus i really appreciate ur random follow (heads up ur my first follower bye) n ur existence in my life <33 oh and our convos always somehow ended up being fruity bye ur theatre kid ass ain't straight don't try to act like one -_-

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY I LOVE YOU GUYS <33

#[🐨sei celebrates! Valentine's Day]#to others happy VDay too have a good one #even if u are single on dis day 🌹🌹here's roses for u #and no u guys aren't single on this day #u guys are my Valentine's date

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you-aremy-sunshine · 3 years

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everything about you — t.h.

big thanks to @ptersmj for beta reading <3

summary: you and tom have been enemies since the day you met. always fighting and bickering, ruining each other’s mood. until you just happen to be in new york at the same time in the same place.

pairing: tom holland x reader

warnings: implied smut, cursing, fluff, angst

author’s note: YO YOU GUYS KNOW HOW I LOVE ME SOME ENEMIES TO LOVERS SO HERE'S SOME SHIT I WROTE OVER SPRING BREAK. i hope u likey and it gives you serotonin. it gave me serotonin just writing it. AND ONCE AGAIN TYSMMMM TO @ptersmj muah <3

the rain pattered musically on the cafe windows. you were sitting on a chestnut colored stool in new york. a coffee shop near your apartment, specifically.

you and tom were in the same city, unbeknownst to both of you.

and apparently about to be in the same cafe.

the soft jingle of the cafe door startled you from your work.

you subconsciously turned your head to find honey brown eyes.

tom.

“y/n, i didn't expect you to be here,” he said, approaching you and your littered papers, “i thought you were in san francisco?”

“oh. i moved here,” you said, a bit more snarky than intended, “my apartment is across the street. wait why am i telling you this?”

“you have a big mouth,” tom said with his signature smirk, “why wouldn’t you blabber about anything?”

“you know, i hate everything about you, especially that you’re so fucking full of yourself”

“well, i wouldn’t say full of myself, i’m just not a weak people pleaser,” he looked you straight in the eye with a look of hatred that could kill. it probably had killed before, killed hopes and dreams.

you looked down in your lap, fidgeting with your bracelet. that stupid purple and blue bracelet that tom gave you as an “im sorry gift”. stupid tom. well, yeah you were a people pleaser, you always wanted everyone to like you. it was hard, but it's better than never trying, like tom. even if he was snarky, rude and impolite, which he always was, he always got what he wanted. you had to work your way to get what you wanted. there was no easy way to the place you were.

“i-i’m sorry,” he spoke up after a significant amount of time, stuttering over himself, “i didn’t mean that you're just really nice to everyone, that's all”

“what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“you’re always nice to everyone,” he said looking at you, then at the tiled floor.

he looked…genuinely upset.

but it could be an act, he was an actor after all. but like the sucker you were you gave in.

“it’s ok,” you managed to say.

“no it's not really ok. i always ‘tease’ you and stuff, but it's really not teasing it’s just being mean,” he said, walking closer to you, and taking a seat across from you, “i’m sorry for being such a dick and a jerk all these years.” i guess he really was being genuine.

“i forgive you,” you responded, an unwilling smile cropping up on your face, “i’m sorry too, for being rude.”

“i forgive you too,” you said, the two of you awkwardly hugged and stepped away, as if you were a middle school couple.

“so, should i start paying my debt off by taking you out for lunch?”

“sure,” you smiled, grabbed your stuff, shoved it in your tote bag and followed tom out the door, opening a big, red umbrella to hold above both of you.

“i guess this is where we part,” tom gestured towards the lobby of your apartment. you spent the whole day together, specifically showing tom the best places to go in new york.

“i guess so,” you said, the two of you uncomfortably close, had it been a different day. you were squished together under the bright colored umbrella, not wanting to get wet. his hand unconsciously moved to your lower back. you stood there in shock, finally ruining the moment with a little cough.

you both backed away, at least as far as you could without getting wet from the rain. you turned around and ran towards the door in embarrassment. you stood under the little tent above the entrance, reconsidering your actions. finally giving into your overthinking, you turned around and smiled at him, giving him a little wave. you quickly opened the door, not wanting to get more wet than you already were.

“goodbye,” tom whispered as you entered the building.

ding

want to go get coffee tomorrow, maybe finish your new york tour?

you texted him. you had texted him. tom’s fingers tapped as fast as they could typing out a response.

sure, meet by the cafe? 11:00 am?

you responded quicker than he had.

yup! it's a date :)

he quickly turned off his phone, shoving it on his pocket, quietly hoping it wasn't all a dream.

ding

not rly a date

well, ykwim :,)

he smiled like an idiot at his phone. the things you did to this man.

you shut the door behind you, your head replaying the day you had spent with tom. a small grin creeped on your face, lifting your mood higher than it already was from being with tom.

you dropped your purse off by your bed, heading towards the bathroom to start your night routine. you could not wait to meet tom tomorrow.

you walked into the small, cutesy cafe, taking a seat at a small table with two bright blue metal seats and a white wooden table. you took out your laptop, deciding to try to finish some work since you were spending most of your three-day weekend with tom.

as soon as you started, a quiet, yet loud jingle filled the silence of the small coffee shop.

you turned your head, hoping to find those sweet coffee eyes. instead you found emerald green ones. awkward.

you checked your watch, finding the numbers to read 11:19 am. you continued on with your work, stopping every few minutes to check the time and sip your coffee.

maybe you had missed him?

then you met the same green eyes as before.

“sorry, ma’am, but i noticed you keep looking around,” the guy said, he was tall, about 4 inches taller than you, he had emerald green eyes, black, messy hair and a light spray of freckles across his cheeks.

“y-yeah i am,” you said, stumbling over your words, “have you seen him? he's about this tall,” you gestured your hand to about how tall tom is, “he’s arrogant and struts around like he owns the place.” you stood up and showed the guy how tom walks.

he smiled in return.

“i have not, but if i do, i'll be sure to call you,” he smiled, charmingly towards you, “oh wait,” he mimed being in thought, “i don’t have this beautiful lady’s number!”

“oh that’s such a shame, because if you found the guy i’m looking for you wouldn’t be able to call me!” you shook your head disapprovingly, “what a shame,”

you handed your phone to him for him to add himself. he did the same.

you looked down at the newly made contact, “aiden, is it?” you asked him.

“yes madam y/n?”

wow even his name was hot.

“i actually don’t like my name all that much, but i appreciate the comment,” he chuckled.

oh shit. you said that out loud.

“oh god, i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to say that out loud,”

“no, no i totally appreciate that you think i’m hot,” he teased.

he had sat down across from you, the two of you clicking. you talked about everything, from shoes to family life to plane rides and train trips.

finally, at 2:37pm a brown haired, brown eyed guy walked in. tom. not that you noticed, you were talking your head off with aiden. tom

noticed this. he just stood there watching you. everything about you made his insides turn, sometimes it was in a good way and sometimes it was in a bad way. today it was half good half bad.

he sat in the corner, watching you talk with that guy, his jealous emotions overriding his head. once he saw you and that guy almost kiss, he was so fucking done.

he walked right up to you and slid his arm across the table, bending it so it supported his head. he looked at you and said, “hey,”

the guy stood up and walked away with a seasick look on his face. he had a look of betrayal on his face, when he took one last look at you and walked out of the shop.

“what the fuck, tom!” you said harshly pushing him off the table. he slid back and fell against the seat that aiden had been sitting at.

“first you’re two fucking hours late, and then you interrupt me talking with aiden?”

“aiden, is it?” he scoffed, “god you’re so oblivious, that guy probably only wanted to fuck you!” he yelled, making you wince. you quickly covered it up, the aggravated look in your eyes reappearing.

“you always fucking jump to conclusions! maybe he wanted more that, but you wouldn’t know that because you know nothing about emotions because you’re fucking heartless!” you screamed, your throat felt scratchy with negative emotions, as if the feeling were digging its nails into your throat.

tom was silent.

“i try so fucking hard to like you,” you screamed, angry tears pricking your eyes, “i try so hard. but every fucking time you’re rude, you make me feel like i’m nothing. because i am nothing to you, aren’t i?”

he just stood there. he said nothing. his frustratingly beautiful brown eyes just started back, his expression hollow.

“how am i supposed to like you, or even tolerate you if you just keep hurting me?” you were crying, the salt stinging your cheeks, “how?” it was less of a yell and more of a whisper at this point.

you were tired.

so fucking tired of tom putting you down.

so tired.

you grabbed your coat off the back of your chair, snatched your purse and keys off the table and stormed off.

so tired.

you slammed the cafe door open, searching around for aiden. after a solid minute of looking you found his kind face. he was sitting on a bench a couple hundred feet away from you. he sat there, studying the ground and sipping his coffee.

you mustered up enough courage to walk up to him and squeak out a soft “hey,”

he looked up his eyes filled with regret.

“guess that was the guy you were waiting for, right?” he said, smiling with sad eyes.

“i-i’m sorry. he was just being a complete jerk. i’ve pretty much fired him from my life.”

he chuckled a little bit.

“yeah. is it ok if we just don’t text? or call?” he said, the regret lingering in his eyes, “he was there a little bit before he came up to you and i couldn’t help but notice the way he looks at you. it’s like he only sees you. he's in love with you.”

“what?” you were confused. actually you were beyond confused.

“i can’t get in between that. i think you love him too. or you used to.”

“h-how do you know that?”

“i can read people very well,” he said, grabbing a twirling leaf from the air and studying it for a bit, afterwards letting it drop on the ground.

“oh”

that's all you could say really.

“you should tell him how you feel,” he said. he smiled, genuinely.

you took a walk around the park that was a few blocks away from your complex, taking a few hours to clear your head. you had decided, you were going to tell him. but not at the moment. you walked back to your apartment after you had cooled some steam off at the park. once you got home you dropped everything and just chilled. mostly watching netflix.

knock. knock. knock.

“who is it?” you asked, unwilling to get up from your comfortable seat on the couch.

“its me…” the person said, you recognized the accent the minute you heard it. it was tom.

“i'm coming, i'm coming,” you said, haphazardly throwing the blanket you were under to the side, “i'm here.” you said opening the door.

“hi”

“yeah ok. what do you want?” he stood there with a bouquet of bluebells. that stupid fucking flower. he knew you loved those flowers. those godforsaken bluebells. you told him they were your favorite flower, not long ago. only about a month or so ago.

“no.”

“what do you mean, no?” he asked, softly, as if he were to speak louder than a whisper your eardrums would break. he shoved the flowers into your hands. you looked down at them and then back at his awfully endearing chocolate eyes.

“i can’t tom, i can't keep it in,” you whispered, subconsciously crushing the flowers in your hands, remembering what aiden told you, “i can’t with this anymore. ok? i love you. i love you so much. and i hate it. but i love it. it's excruciating and painful to love you this much.”

he stood up, opening his mouth as if he were to scream, yet he kept his voice at a softly harsh level, “and you think it's easy? you think its fucking easy to love you too? to have you so close yet so fucking far away? to love you while some guy talks to you? do you think it's easy being halfway across the world from you?”

your frustration, loneliness, and heartbreak boiled over, causing you to do the unthinkable.

because…

he loved you.

he loved you too.

and you kissed him.

tom was shocked at first, and then he slowly creeped his hand behind your neck for more support.

his lips tasted like beer and hate. they tasted like salty tears and havoc. but you drank it all in. he tasted like him. his soft lips against yours made him slip his tongue in, the harsh kiss deepening.

until you pushed him off.

gasping for breath, you quickly started again, moving quickly towards your bedroom.

he grunted when you pushed him on the bed, unzipping his jeans, he looked you straight in the eyes and whispered, “are you sure you want to do this?” you nodded, going back to undressing him. once you got the pants on the ground you started pulling off your shirt, while tom did so too.

you woke up, blinking at the noon sun shone through your window.

your legs ached, unsure at first at what for. and then you remembered. turning you patted both sides checking to see if someone was there.

you found someone.

“ugh,” tom groaned, as your cold hand found his warm stomach, “c’mere,” he wiggled towards you, spooning you.

“tom?” you asked, turning, so you’re facing him, “is this forever?”

“only if you want it to be,” he softly responded, looking into your eyes, searching for your answer.

“i want it to be.”

and then he kissed you. how cliche, but spectacular.

“now how are we going to tell harry and sam?”

“what about harrison?”

“he already knows,” he answered, while you rolled your eyes with a small giggle, “he was my wingman.”

“of course he was,” you whispered, curling up against his chest.

he just hugged you until you fell back asleep.

“hey,” tom said, “you know i love everything about you, right?”

“yes, and i love everything about you too,”

hi! tysm for reading <3 i would love to hear what you think! <3

#tom holland #tom holland x you #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #enemies to lovers #tom holland angst #tom holland fluff #tom holland smut

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aonogifreactions · 3 years

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Hug Headcanons: Revisited

a/n: ive felt like i should rewrite this for a while now. i hated seeing those stuped ~180 words, so.. thats why were here! xD i added yukio to the mix as well, since ive gotten this ask >:) huge thanks to @no-remorse, who beta-read it for me <33

Tiny edit: I’d love to hear the feedback for this one! <3

Warnings: Spoiler in the last headcanon in Yukio’s part!

★ Characters: Rin, Yukio, Mephisto, Lucifer, Amaimon, Astaroth.

★ Words: 2,1k.

Rin:

no matter where, who’s watching, or what had happened before, he’s gonna give you a big, big hug! he absolutely lives for your hugs, it soothes him emotionally so much and works as immediate relief.

almost always his one hand wraps around your waist, while the other one goes on your head as he nuzzles into your neck; his hugs are always tight, almost as if you were about to get taken away from him - he doesn’t really feel like that inside, but.. he likes feeling that you’re here. present. for him.

after a fight, he immediately runs into your arms and almost makes you both fall on the ground as you nearly lose your balance when his arms wrap around you; feeling your embrace, your warmness.. something in his mind switches right away and he’s calm. he’s still shaking, but it gradually stops as he relaxes in your arms.

at first, he might be a little shy, but when he gets comfortable, he can’t keep his arms away from you. He just.. loves feeling you. hugs make him somewhat vulnerable, because he lets his frustration out, and at the same time - Rin gets an extreme dose of serotonin. He tends to place his forehead on yours just before he loosens his hold on you, and eventually moves on do to his things.

depending on your height, he still loves hugging the same! if you’re short - during hugging, he also places his cheek on your head, leaving a soft kiss on your hair. if you’re tall - he loves!! hugging!! into your chest!! or whatever he reaches!! he’s just snuggling into you like a madman.

he gets butterflies in his stomach when you hug him from behind and almost starts stuttering. (do it when he's cooking or sumn,, but u didn't hear it from me)

also, please, PLEASE wrap your arms around his neck. he’s gonna MELT.

Yukio:

his hugs are rare, but it’s not like he doesn’t touch you - it’s just Yukio being Yukio; hugs make him vulnerable, similarly to Rin, except that it’s Yukio’s way to “open up” about his problems a little. It’s surely a very small step forward, but it shows that he's trying, yet he doesn’t realize how much it actually helps him.

he prefers to hug somewhere where there are not so many people around, not necessary in private completely, but as long as you’re the only one with him in the room, he’s down for a hug if he feels like it (or you beg him enough lol).

he’s usually silent during hugging, but he really “quietly” lets his frustration out, you might even catch him sighing. at first, he embraces you with only one arm and places his head on your shoulder, but when it hits him - the emotions, that he’s been waiting for years and now he’s finally able to tell someone everything - he’s almost crying, but he intertwines his other hand with yours instead. even though there are no real words shared, his love language involuntarily shows the beauty of his complicated personality.

now, he’s a little “unwilling” to hug you, mostly because of all that emotions crashing on him, but he feels so much better afterwards.. it’s unreal, he feels like you used some kind of magical spell on him.

the worst time to hug him is probably when he’s angry - and while it seems like a totally normal thing, it doesn’t work as comfort for him - it makes him even more upset, so it’s really best to leave him alone for some time. he knows your intentions are good though, so usually, he comes back to you with a calmed mind and apologizes.

I picture his S/O being in this mess in chapter 126, where the twins just beat the shit out of each other, and suddenly Yukio’s s/o comes up to him and stops from shooting Rin - he’d have that mental wall blocking him from hurting you in any way, just when he realizes he points his guns at your face or grabbing his hands and attempting to get Rin out of his target range - both of those things and any similar scenarios would end up with him looking at you with those beautiful, yet unfortunate eyes showing so much pain and sadness, along with that broken expression on his face, hoping to understand him.

Mephisto:

we’re gonna have fun here. hugging with Mephisto is pretty common, he likes touching you physically and doesn’t really care if people see it - he’ll push boundaries as far as he can, but unless it’s someone or something really important, he stops and gets serious.

^unless it’s Arthur, he could politely knock on the door. Hearing the permission to come in, the first thing he sees is Mephisto hugging you with a hand on your lower back, heading dangerously onto your ass while casually giving him random papers and smirking at him. wow.

if you think the twins’ grip was tight, Mephisto’s gonna literally try to squish you into his body - it’s not hugging if your bodies aren’t touching themselves in EVERY possible way. You could be practically glued to him and he won’t complain - in fact, he’s gonna have that shit-eating grin and tease you by saying “hmm, aren’t you needy, darling? you can’t be away from me even if I work!” (even if.. it was him who called you over...)

he GETS handsy and you can’t do anything about it. and he really does it on purpose, just to tease you and see how much time it takes for you to get either horny or snap at him. nonetheless, he likes to place hands around your waist or just on your hips, then shove you into him, so he’s able to whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

hugs definitely show his rather “softer” side, the silly one - but he also doesn’t hesitate to hug you when he’s serious; these hugs, however, tend to be quicker but more intimate. even if it’s just him standing next to you and placing his hand on your hip while watching the dark sky, stars flickering slightly as you feel a slight, cold breeze hit your face; you look at him, wondering what he’s thinking about, this incredibly sharp mind with hundreds, perhaps thousands of different thoughts. Is he reflecting? Reminiscing? Regretting? or is his mind wandering around some silly thoughts? Yet you’re the one left wondering, not noticing his emerald eyes have focused on yours a while ago. You take your eyes off him, slightly embarrassed, hearing only a faint chuckle and feeling his grip tightening on you as you two once again gaze at the glittering galaxy above you.

Lucifer:

due to his body being not as strong as Mephisto’s - he’s usually down for cuddling instead. however, when some of the elixirs do their job, he’s gonna give you hugs pretty often.

prefers to be in private when he really wants to give you a genuine hug; he doesn’t want to show others he fell for the trap named “love”. he lets himself be a hypocrite about it, for once (ekhem satan and yuri).

Of course, tiny hugs wouldn’t be forgotten while attending stuff anywhere else on Dominus Liminis, but they’re just quick hugs when you walk past him. he isn’t ashamed of you by any means, in fact, he’s proudly walking along with you most of the time, having a hand either on your waist or interlaced with yours.

Lucifer’s hugs are very, very confident and send butterflies to your stomach - he radiates that strong energy to make you feel secure in his arms - the world could be falling, but as long as you’re in his arms, he’ll do anything to protect you from any harm, even if this means losing his precious body.

sometimes he hugs you in his own, unique way - he interlaces both of his hands with yours and places his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and sighing softly. while you might think it’s not really a hug, it’s definitely a very sweet gesture. you can get a kiss on the temple or a few sweet and uplifting words whispered in your ear too, if he feels particularly affectionate that day.

his views on physical contact are... a little bizarre; he’s confused and doesn’t fully understand the purpose of it, yet - he will admit it’s quite satisfying. feeling your lover is definitely something that feeds the feelings he’s had deep within him. he might be a little stiff when you introduce him to this too, no matter how many times he’d seen humans do it - experiencing it for the first time is new to him, but surely it is something he grew to enjoy.

so what’s that “hugging” thing again? you just wrap your arms around someone and.. that’s it? are you supposed to just stay like this? how long? - that’s pretty much half of his thoughts going through his head when he hugs you.

it takes him quite a long time until he “learns” it just “makes him feel better”. he understands (kinda) the idea of it, but deeper down, he’s still pretty puzzled.

In the early stages of hugging, Amaimon didn't realize how strong his hugs were - if he didn’t break any bone of yours, then it’s a miracle. As soon as he noticed you almost passing out, he stopped and the guilt of possibly causing you harm has kicked in, so he promised you to make it up the best way he can.

Amaimon doesn’t realize it - but as time passes he grew used to hugs! Especially greeting hugs, which at this point he doesn’t realize he gives - it’s become a habit of his.

not a fan of long hugs - to say it bluntly, he becomes bored if it lasts too long (unless there’s been a fight beforehand, in this case, he understands you want to regain the sense of security that physical body is able to give). he likes quick hugs instead, which he gives more often.

Amaimon’s hugs are pretty simple - he wraps his arms around your waist and that’s.. pretty much it. He might rub your back sometimes, but to be honest - he just likes the simplicity. Funnily enough, when Behemoth notices you hugging, he also wants to participate! Tiny demon bounces your way and while it’s near your leg, he starts clinging to it and nuzzling himself (Amaimon’s kinda >:((((((( when he sees Behemoth snuggling, but it’s his boyo so he forgives him).

However, Amai gets really mad when he sees you hugging someone else than him. Unless it’s a close friend or family member, he’s.. somewhat accepting this, but if it’s someone he doesn’t know - he’ll either try to fight them or take you bridal style in his arms and just go away.

He also gets awfully handsy, which he probably picked up from Mephisto. His one hand might slowly slide down to grope your ass cheeks; when you look at his face questionably, he’s just gonna place the other hand on your ass as his answer.

Astaroth:

his understanding is even worse than Amaimon’s, so he’s initially against it. he doesn’t understand the purpose of it and it's very hard to convince him otherwise, saying something along the lines of “if you need your “physical contact” we can fuck on the counter”.

continuously asking him would only make the situation worse, as he’d get annoyed more each second, eventually making him leave the house for a few days. one situation, however, changed his mind the most - he’s once lashed out at you, leaving you crying. he left nonetheless and waited a few days until he cooled off. feeling bad for his actions and regretting doing it for once, he came back, but instead of confronting you - he left a withering rose with a note.

he’s learned a little bit from that situation - seeing that you accept his quirks, he decided to try out some of your ideas - including hugging. and oh boy, how wrong he was.

he will NOT admit he likes hugs for his life; very “tsundere” approach to it, but you can catch his face being relaxed sometimes.

his favorite hug is.. hugging you from behind! whenever you’re cooking or being busy just in general, he loves surprising you with a hug, encircling his hands around your belly as you flinch slightly, not expecting him. as an apology, he places a gentle kiss on your shoulder.

due to him being nasty, you gotta bear with his dirty-talking he’s “performing” every time he hugs you. he also WILL tease you by groping your chest with no shame, attempt to give you hickies, and after a while - move his hands dangerously near your chest.

#Ao no Exorcist #blue exorcist #rin okumura #Yukio Okumura #mephisto pheles #lucifer #amaimon #astaroth #Headcanon #Pure

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wooziujidoots · 3 years

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Daisy (l.sm)

genre: heart sickening fluff

pairing: DK (lee seokmin) x reader

series: Song Fic Series! - Pretty U

word count: 1.6k

summary: seokmin builds up courage to ask you something

author’s notes: are posted separately!! take a look if you’re feeling bored LOL

MASTERLIST

He smiled brighter than the sun and he gave you all that you wanted. Seokmin was the living sun in your life and you couldn’t ask for more. And when he sang- you can feel your heart explode. He made you feel full, your heart swelling in the love that he gave you and the radiating smiles from him were more than enough for you to last a lifetime.

You took my heart and attracted my eyes… I want to show you myself without hiding anything

Running through the rain with him or tackling him into a cuddle, laughter can only be heard from the two of you. Giggles and bright smiles shining from the both of you, breathless kisses being shared until broken by fits of laughter.

Seokmin sometimes felt the need to run down the streets and declare his love for you to let the whole neighborhood know how much love his heart felt for you. His tears no longer had to be hidden from the world, his fears and secrets were now told to you as yours told to him. You trusted each other and came to learn and love each other’s quirks and ticks. You were there for each other and loved each other fully.

I want to pick and gather all the pretty words for you

Breathless kisses, flowery smiles, and heart sickening gazes to each other, the boys hated every second the two of you were together but were overjoyed to their friend to find and receive the sunshine that he always gave to others.

It’s breathtaking to see how much the two of you loved each other. Shared laughter, nose kisses, his sharp nose poking your eye, there was so much to say, too many words to describe your relationship.

I can’t take it no more; I’ve got something to say,

Now Seokmin was aware that the two of you have been dating for years now. The two of you knew each other like the back of your hands, but a question had lingered in his mind since the day you moved in with him.

Seokmin looked over to your beautiful figure who was simply watering the happy house plants the two of you kept inside the apartment together. He smiled brightly; Seokmin was absolutely smitten for you.

You felt his eyes on your back and you smiled gleefully before shooting him a closed eye grin at him before giggling. Serotonin was flowing throughout your body as you waddled over to where Seokmin was sitting after giving the last plant some water for the day. Placing down the mini watering can, you snuggled up to your boyfriend resting your head on his chest a wide smile blooming on both of your faces as you looked up at him. Seokmin leaned down and softly touched noses with you, soft giggles erupting from your chests at the contact.

Seokmin looked at you with heart eyes, admiring how your eyes sparkled at that moment, soaking up the energy and happiness radiating from you. He raised his hand to smoothen out the stray hairs, to which you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes to enjoy the moment the two of you were sharing. Seokmin planted a warm kiss on your forehead, before squeezing you closer to him. His question to you grew louder inside his head.

I can’t take it no more; right now, I’m gonna try

Seokmin’s chest tightened while he was walking down the city streets with you, hand in hand. His eyes lingering on a certain jewelry store as the two of you window shopped. You bathed in the Seoul sunlight, Seokmin watching you lovingly for seeing the happiness and good in everything and everyone.

While trying on hats with him and taking silly photos in the department mirrors, he couldn’t help but to cradle your face in his hands. Seokmin softly squished your cheeks together, a scrunched smile making its way onto your face causing the both of you to giggle. The two of you recreated the scene with both your phones in hand, your matching phone wallpapers came to be.

The two of you still went on dates like this even after years of being in a relationship together. Dates to the arcade or just a walk in the park was enough for the two of you. You made each other happy no matter what, each day bringing a new and precious memory to remember.

Seokmin turned to you who was gazing into the sunset, the two of you seated on a bench in the park. He was enraptured in your beauty, a taut blush forming on his face when he thought to himself that he would live to do this with you forever. His grip on your hand was firm when his question pounded in his head once more.

I can’t take it no more; I was about to write a letter

Seokmin sat silently at your dining table, a piece of paper and an open pen taunting him. The written ink on the paper stared back at him while he read over the words his heart spilled out. He felt his face heat up when reading over the question that he’d been wanting to ask you for a while now. The words teased him, Seokmin felt like a coward. Why couldn’t he just tell you already?

The door to the apartment opened, Seokmin scrambling to hide the paper as quick as possible. You sluggishly walked inside, your work bag in hand and a tired expression morphing into a smile at the sight of Seokmin and a meal waiting for you next to him. You gave Seokmin a greeting peck before hurrying your way to wash up, excited for the meal on the table.

Seokmin exhaled the breath he was holding and slowly took out the now crumpled paper out of his cardigan’s sleeve. A sigh escaped from him once he saw the fresh ink ruin the rest of the words on the page. Seokmin didn’t want to present the messy letter to you, he wanted it to be perfect just as the way he saw you. Seokmin shoved the destroyed letter into his pocket and waited patiently for you to join him at the table.

His question will have to wait for now.

I can’t take it no more; I can’t stand it

Seokmin found himself staring at you one night, the way how even in the night you were still so beautiful to him. He felt his heart swell in the love he held for you as he pulled your sleeping self closer to him. He stroked your hair, a soothing reagent which Seokmin grew to love doing to you. A smile appearing on his face when you snuggled deeper into his chest after the action.

Seokmin couldn’t believe he was able to find someone like you in a life like his. The both of you worked so hard to get where you were and above it all, you still loved each other with the same heart from when you started dating. Seokmin felt loved by you, his light, that he found himself holding back tears. He felt his chest tighten for the nth time that night, his question was at the tip of his tongue, but he bit it, not wanting to disturb the peace of the night.

Beautiful words like the lines in a movie

Seokmin smiled a bright smile at you as the two of you danced barefoot to the ballads of your time that were playing on your Bluetooth radio. He spun you around slowly, your clumsy feet not used to dancing with a partner. But even if you were to stumble, Seokmin was sure to catch you not caring how many times you softly stepped on his toes. The two of you laughed and waltzed all night in your apartment.

The words I’ve prepared overnight for days

Seokmin tucked a single daisy behind your ear before pulling you down to lay with him on the spread blanket. He cracked jokes at the different cloud shapes he spotted, enjoying how your laugh tickled his ears. The daisy flower crown you made for him sat on his head, Seokmin who sat in awe while your nimble fingers created it, wore it proudly with a smile on his face. The two of you continued to cloud watch and bathe in the sunlight of another beautiful day you spent together.

I want to say them to you tomorrow with my clenched fists

Seokmin leaned against your chest while sitting in between your legs with his arms around your torso. He listened to your steady heartbeat and relaxed to your touch as you stroked his hair, trying to help him fall asleep. Seokmin’s breathing leveled and his inner peace was restored, his racing thoughts were no longer running, and his heartrate slowed to match yours. His ears perked up to listen to you hum one of the ballads that the two of you danced to a few nights before, one that quickly became your shared favorite. Seokmin felt at peace with you, the courage needed to ask his question was filled.

You are pretty.

Seokmin stood in front of you in the park the two of you watched the sunset in and handed you your last 13th daisy, the other twelve handed out by his friends who helped him with his plan.

And with one shaky breath and you nearly in tears, he dropped down to his knee and revealed a hidden ring to you, finally asking you the question he’s been thinking about the whole time.

“Will you marry me?”

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shanbini · 3 years

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✿ HAPPY MIMIDAY ✿

@cinamonmina

happiest of birthdays wifey!!! ♡

i hope you know how proud i am of you and how much your friendship means to me. i adore your whole being, you're so inspiring and caring! i still can't believe i was lucky enough to meet someone as amazing as you, you're my daily source of serotonin! you're just so beautiful inside and out mimi, thank you for being you. you don't even imagine how important you are to me! whenever i see a message from you, the biggest smile appears on my face because you just make me so so so happy. thank you for being so supportive and for making my life brighter!! you better stay in my life forever or else </3 i love you to the moon and back, happy birthday again wifey <3

(okay so since i can't show up at your doorstep with a cake and flowers, i'm sending you some things that i prepared for you! it's honestly so fun when we write headcanons for each other, i guess it's our thing hehe anyways this time i decided to add a lil drabble to the headcanons i wrote for you! and a mini playlist for you and your favourite boy, hope you like it mimi <3)

♪ mimin's playlist !

Microphone by young k and dvwn

Island by 10cm

My universe by stray kids

I want u around by yugyeom and devita

Nobody else by monsta x

# headcanons !

- you can't help it but get flustered whenever he fixes your clothes' tag or jewelry. running his fingers through your hair, he reaches over to place the clasp of your necklace back to its proper place. "you're good to go now"

- whenever he's eating something he knows you like, he saves you some of it. and if you're sharing something, he lets you have the last bite, as long as he gets to feed it to you

- he's your personal photographer! he just thinks you're the prettiest person ever, so how can he not take pics of you all the time? every week he changes his lockscreen with a new candid photo of you

- when you can't meet for a long time, you two have these long video calls where both of you’d talk about your week. between lots of giggles and funny comments, he would remind you how much he missed you every two seconds

- he always reminds you to be careful and asks you to text or call him when you get to wherever you’re going to. "send me a text when you get home"

- hugging him is always so much fun; he playfully pokes your side and tickles you just to annoy you but immediately pulls you back against his chest if you try to escape his arms. it's all teasing smiles against skin, cheeks squishing against each other's and gently messing hair up

- whenever he notices that you're staring at him he doesn't say anything for a few seconds, but then he suddenly turns your way and stares back until you get a blushing mess

✎ drabble !

As soon as you get home, the sweet smell of popcorn welcomes you.

“Close your eyes and count to 10.”

Slipping your hands over your face, you follow jimin's words as you slowly start to count.

When you’re done, you can feel his fingers gently grabbing your wrists. The feeling of his breath tickling your skin makes you squirm, as he nuzzles his nose into the back of your neck. “Okay, now you can open them.”

The sight of a blanket fort in the middle of your living room takes your breath away. Giggling, he tells you to come inside, excited to show you his work. "I spent the whole afternoon on this, I hope you like it."

As you sit down on some soft pillows, he throws a blanket around the both of you. Running his hand up and down your back, you quickly relax under his touch. When he invites you to snuggle closer to him, you look at him with the same smile that gives your feeling away and that jimin fell in love with.

Your gaze is fixed on him, while your fingers play delicately with his eyelashes. Taking your hand in his, he drags it closer to his mouth to place a lingering kiss on your fingertips. “What are you thinking about?”

When you realize that you’re actually staring at his parted lips, you move your eyes around his face, noticing a single eyelash on his cheek. Picking it up with your finger, you put it in front of his lips “Quick! You have to make a wish and then blow it away.”

As he closes his eyes to focus, the eyelash falls on the ground.

“Your wish.” you whine with a pout on your face that makes him chuckle. Hugging you tightly, he pecks your lips.

“It’s okay. With you by my side, I already have everything I could wish for.”

#sending you the biggest hug and so many kisses rn my love!!! <33 #also if tomorrow you find jimin with a big bow on his head in front of your door i swear it wasn't me hehe

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blueprint-han · 3 years

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soft skz thoughts: cuddling in chan's tight arms on a lazy sunday evening🤗🥰-🦋

*:･ﾟ✧ cuddling with channie 2 | fluff | 398 words | no warnings

So it’s Sunday

Y’know what that means?

You absolutely pester Chan to take a break from his work before his hands fall off

He’s so hardworking :”)

Basically pestering means that you waddle your way to his studio with a pout on your face, see that he’s still sitting on that damned computer (╬▔皿▔)╯

And basically push his laptop to the side (being careful to not accidentally close something of course) and then plop down into his lap.

He’ll be like :O and then he’ll go >:(

“Y/N... What are you doing!!”

“I miss my boyfie—” You shift your position so that your legs hang off his waist and wrap your hands around his shoulders

So you’re basically a koala 🐨 and he’s trapped™

“—Plus you promised that you’d be free today :((”

Ofc when you make the :(( face Chan can’t possibly do anything other than

Lean in and kiss the :( out of you

And it’s not even questionable, the moment his lips press against yours you’re smiling into the kiss like 🤭

Also can I sidetrack for a bit and tell you how fucking soft Chan would get when you call him your boyfie

It’s just — ah, you’re already so adorable and cute and then you using such cute language makes him want to pull you into his arms and protect you from the cruel world :(

Which he does

He immediately laughs, giving you that adorable eye smile and those dimples... 🥺

“Awe, baby. I’m sorry...” He gives you the pout™ that makes you want to kiss those stupidly attractive lips of his for some reason. “I’ll make it up to you now.”

He immediately lifts you up, giggling at the yelp you let out and the way your fingers curl into his hoodie

Oh and may i say :(

Bonus if he’s wearing an oversized hoodie for cuddling because then you can sneak under it and lay against his warm and soft skin and fall asleep in the most comfortable position in the world 🥺✨

And of course today is so exception, so he walks to the couch and plays some random movie channel

Of course you’re not even paying attention, because as soon as Chan sits down you nuzzle into his shoulder, kissing it gently before nuzzling the side of his neck

And like... would you seriously give up on the opportunity to compliment him? No of course not :D

The moment he starts blushing even the slightest from your tiny gestures of affection, you’re in it to tease him

You’ll coo at him softly and cup his cheeks in your hand and when they feel warm you’ll squish them slightly and kiss the pout off his face

Also his ears get so red :((

You call this guy pretty one time and he’ll grow immensely flustered, shyly hiding his 🍅 face into your shoulder and then whine sweetly :(

When you get a little too teasing about him though, he’ll silently lie down on the couch and pull you on top of him, and then commence the snuggles 🥺🤗 Before you can even protest though, he’ll already be coming through your hair and admiring your features — so it’s your time to get shy shy >///<

You both just sit there and chat and occasionally one of you gets a little too affectionate and kisses the other at random times - but you don’t complain because Chan’s kisses >>>

Anyways lazy sunday cuddles + Chan = my serotonin thank you.

*:･ﾟ✧ find the other blurbs here!

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