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eddiesbug · 2 years

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hold me closer [e.munson]

summary: you can’t sleep. eddie helps you out

pairing(s): eddie munson x fem!reader

fandom: stranger things

word count: 1583

warnings: lots of fluff, reader has insomnia, making out, suggestive jokes, eddie being a sweetheart, eddie being fuckin sexy

“Can I come over?”

Your voice is sweet and soft through the phone. Sleepy. Eddie smiles, leaning into the wall.

“Course you can, princess. It’s late though, are you tired?” he rasps. You hum in affirmation.

“Can’t sleep.”

You struggle with sleeping often, spending many nights without so much as a second of rest. Eddie tries in every way he can to help, doing everything from playing you soothing music to holding you in his arms and cuddling you to sleep. Sometimes his efforts pay off - other times, not so much.

“Alright, baby. You want me to come and get you?”

“‘s alright, I’ll walk.” Eddie frowns; his little grunt makes you giggle. Balancing the phone between his ear and shoulder, he rifles through the array of possessions scattered by the front door and jumps in triumph when he finds his car keys.

“I don’t want you walking so late by yourself, beautiful. I’m gonna come and get you, okay?”

“‘kay, Eds. See you soon. Love you.”

“Love you more.”

Eddie hangs up and crosses his arms. You must be exhausted if how agreeable you are is anything to go by. Usually you’d do anything but let Eddie help you, arguing and protesting for every second that your boyfriend is trying to make your life easier. But you just don’t have it in you. You’re so fucking tired.

The drive to your house isn’t a long one, but Eddie hates the idea of you out, alone, in the middle of the night. He’s so protective of you - and with good reason.

You’re already waiting outside when he arrives. Hopping into the passenger seat, you gaze up at him with drooping eyes. He threads fingers through your hair, nimble and wonderfully gentle, and you murmur quietly, leaning into him.

“Hi, pretty princess,” he says, “Let’s get you to bed. We can cuddle, have some tea, whatever you want.”

“Tea?” you giggle.

“Yeah! I read somewhere that it’s like, super calming and can help you fall asleep. So I bought some for you.”

“Thank you, baby.” You smile, climbing awkwardly into his lap in the car. He sits back, immediately making room for you. You’re so lucky, really, to have someone who puts up with all of this. Who wants you despite all of your silly quirks and flaws, even though you’re difficult and stubborn and hard to deal with sometimes. Eddie loves you regardless. Pushing your hair back from your face, he kisses your forehead; you whine, holding his face still to press a kiss to his lips. He sits up, deepening the kiss; your lips mesh together, warm and soft and comforting, and Eddie’s tongue slips through and into your mouth, pulling a hum from you.

“Eddie,” you whine against his lips, fingers curled around his t-shirt.

“Shh, shh. ‘s alright,” he reassures, thumb caressing your cheek. “C’mon, let’s get you home.”

A grin cracks across your face at the word home. What’s his is yours, after all, and Eddie has always adhered to that.

You climb back over to the passenger seat, clicking your seatbelt in and hugging your knees.

“Good girl,” Eddie says, rubbing your cheek before starting the car engine again.

The ride to Eddie’s is short and quiet; you struggle to keep your eyes open, but still sleep refuses to come. By the time you realise that you’re stationary and Eddie’s already out of the car, he’s lifting you. You wrap your arms around his neck, breathing him in and working deft fingers into the baby hairs at the nape of his neck. With your other hand, you twirl the ends of his long hair, smiling dazedly into his neck. His steps are long and languid, purposely so as not to jolt you. He unlocks the caravan, setting you down gently so he can close the door behind him. You make for the bed, laying down on the pillows that smell like him and inhaling deeply.

“Smells like weed in here, Eds,” you laugh.

“Sorry, sweetheart.”

“No, the smell isn’t bad,” you reply, “jus’ different.”

“Okay, what do you wanna do? What d’ya think’ll help you fall asleep?”

“Dunno. Will you cuddle me?”

He toes his heavy boots off along with his jacket, climbing into the bed alongside you. You’re on him in an instant, shuddering at the touch you’ve been sorely lacking. You already feel like you could fall asleep.

“I missed you,” you tell him, pushing your arms under his own and stretching.”

“I missed you too, princess. Missed this.” You hum thoughtfully at his reply, kissing his jaw.

“How’s Hellfire been? Is your campaign going well?”

“Oh yeah, it’s going really well. It’d be better if I had my lucky charm to come with me.”

“That me?” you giggle.

“Of course that’s you. Will you come, sweetheart? Please?”

“Yeah, Eds, I’ll come. You’ve just got to help me sneak out. My dad has me on house arrest.”

“I’m not messing with your dad. He scares me,” he laughs. “What did you do?”

“I snuck out to go to one of Steve’s parties and I may have come back a little bit drunk.”

“Oh my god,” he cackles, his chest shaking with the force of his laughs.

“Not my finest moment,” you admit, “He only really grounded me because I threw up on the front doorstep.”

Eddie cries actual tears at that, wheezing and howling above you. You scrunch your face up, batting at him halfheartedly.

“You’re so mean!”

“It’s funny, princess. I’m sorry!”

You settle yourself in the juncture of his neck, his infectious happiness relaxing you infinitesimally. His arm travels up and around your shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into your skin. You shiver, slipping your hands beneath his t-shirt.

“Y’alright?” he asks, tilting his head to get a glimpse of your face.

“‘m alright. Just tired.”

He pulls the blankets further over you, pressing his lips to your temple. Before he knows what’s happened, you’ve drifted off to sleep nestled in his arms.

You manage to doze for a few hours before you’re wide awake again. You feel refreshed and significantly better, albeit still tired. Eddie sleeps soundly next to you and you smile, tracing his tattoos with the very tip of your finger. Your lips follow, pressing chaste kisses to his skin, anywhere you can reach. You do it for no other reason than you need to feel close to him.

“Fuck, I love you,” Eddie rasps, voice thick with sleep. “Can’t believe I have you all to myself.”

You laugh, snuggling back into his awaiting arms and kissing a trail along his jaw and cheek.

“I love you more,” you mumble.

“Don’t test me, princess. You want me to prove how much I love you?”

The innuendo isn’t wasted on you and your eyes widen as his arms tighten around your frame.

“Baby, it’s so early!” you squeal, writhing in his iron grip.

“Shh, shh,” he coaxes, body crushing yours from above now; his skilled hands have you soft like putty within mere seconds and you go lax, baring your throat to him like an offering. A sacrifice.

“There’s my girl,” he praises, teeth grazing the tender skin over your trachea. “So good for me. So pretty.”

“Eddie,” you whimper, pawing at his chest and abdomen.

“I’m right here. What do you want?” he almost purrs, knowing exactly what to say to rile you up.

“I-I want you,” you manage to stutter out, arms sprawled around you. You’ve gone limp like prey - and he’s hunting you.

“Gonna have to be more specific than that, sweetheart. I’m right here.”

Your skin is on fire, buzzing with energy that needs to be expelled. You need him to do something, anything.

“Kiss me please.”

He doesn’t need any more encouragement, lips feverish against your own. When his hands cup your cheeks, rings cold against your warm skin, you prop yourself up on your elbows, pressing yourself as far into him as you can get. He murmurs love words against your lips.

“Good girl. So good f’me, princess. Fuck, I love you so much.” Incoherent whines are your only reply as you practically try to crawl inside of his skin. You can’t seem to get close enough and it’s driving you mad.

“Sweetheart, I’m here. Chill out,” Eddie laughs. You could almost cry. You need to be closer.

“I can’t,” you breathe, tucking your bare arms under his t-shirt. “Not close enough.”

“Alright, alright. If you wanted me to take my clothes off, should’ve just asked.” He winks, stripping his shirt off in one clean movement. You pounce, nuzzling into him. He cradles you like you’re made of china, lips gliding over your face and shoulders. “Sweetheart, what is it?”

“I just missed you,” you say, “Everything is so much worse when you’re away.”

“I have you, princess. I missed you so much.”

The fatigue returns tenfold, crashing over you like a wave, pulling you under. It’s almost as if your body knows you’re safe with Eddie and allows you to relax. To sleep peacefully without worry.

“Can we go back to sleep please?” you ask. Eddie nods.

“Finally feeling tired, hm?”

“Yeah.”

He gets you comfortable, smiling at your dozy expression. You sigh softly, pressing your face to his chest and wrapping your arms around his neck. Humming, you kiss the hollow of his throat.

“Love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He rubs your head with deft fingers until you’re pulled back under by sleep.

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jazzyblusnowflake · 2 months

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Alright, we've had Nuzi headcanons. We've now had Vuzi headcanons... Let's heart it, you're Violent Biting Biscuits headcanons, N x Uzi x V... Or if you'd rather complete the set, eNVy headcanons. I am curious of both. (Your headcannons are just super cute)

Holy hecc, I'm so sorry for answering these asks so late but i'm gonna be honest- I just never think anyone likes my writings or ever reads them XD

okay then lets see- my ViolentBitingBiscuits headcanons- i will put eNVy for the next ask because someone else asked for it too and they wont all fit here lol.

My NUziV headcanons ovo<3 :

[once again these are only the drone versions, the human versions aren't involved / also i may add some 🔞🔞🔞 ones this time lol >:3 also uhhh apologies in advance but this one is long as all hell so....um]

K we know the drill, they are all together- hopefully in the future- even if any of them dies i'm gonna pretend i do not see 🙄 deadass gonna treat this like the jjba fandom- my faves are ALIVE AND WELL SHUT UP ARAKI-

Okay so there's some things that we have already mentioned in the previous headcanons- ill try to not repeat them unless they are necessary but ill also try to treat this as its own post and lightly repeat them real quick too-

N and V started out fighting over Uzi, and Uzi obviously was mostly into N at first- but after a while i guess Vs advances got to her- especially since she was- in a way- so desperate for attention/affection, so it felt a little overwhelming to her but in a good way. they very obviously flirted with her which got them silently treating it as a challenge- and Uzi being Uzi obviously loved the attention she got out of it- opting to let this just... kinda continue lmao. she didn't expect to let it go far enough for her to end up with both of them but here we are XD

We slightly touched this topic before about V but to reiterate- all of them have different levels of trauma that they all deal with and currently V has gone through the worst of it, both having to endure Cyn's torture in her mindspace and also having to watch N get slaughtered in front of her and possibly even having a hand in it. She fears losing people that mean to her so she became avoidant with a difficult personality to guard whatever's left of her. It took a really long time for her to decide to be with the two and to protect them and not run away from her feelings for anyone or anything. but some days its still difficult for her so sometimes N and Uzi have to literally trap her into a wrestling cuddle pile or something to get her to just... exist, without feeling like the whole universe is weighing her down. N and Uzi want her to know they are there to protect HER from those inner demons too.

sometimes the cuddle piles end up with N and V once again trying to get Uzi's attention lmao which ends up with them being a little too horny on main- whoops :) - everything starts with a little nibble here, a small bite there - maybe some pillow fights and climbing over eachother or holding one another down in different positions- aaaand then they wake up a few hours later with Uzi having regrets cuz these two are horny as f-

ANYWAY- N is probably the most patient of the 3, and although he usually never breaks up fights because he trusts the other two to handle their own problems without him needing to mom them, sometimes Uzi and V go a lil too far and he gets very tired of dealing with this kind of behavior. he never blows up at them- but he usually goes away to take a breather- sometimes hanging out with Thad or the other drones- and during this time Uzi and V kinda feel bad- but then they would think of stuff like maybe planning dates or getting food for him, draw stuff on cards and etc- or go around trying to find gifts to make him happy<3 sometimes they might add some extra kisses and unwinding sessions in the end as an extra treat :p N always forgives them obviously, he just needs some guys night out every once in a while or something lmao-

Getting close to Uzi became an excuse for N and V to get closer to eachother too. ironically, it first started with them bantering about who is better at what- but then it turned into unironically flirting and teasing eachother- but after a while they realized their relationship isn't going to ever be the same as what it was back in their old days but its also something completely new, so they become more willing to accept one another and explore their newer dynamic.

they all love being coddled and pampered every now and then. Uzi and V may not outright admit it- but they really do too. so they take turns with who they put in the middle of receiving affection :p

N and V are VERYYYYYY over protective of Uzi. to the point that they wouldn't even let the doctor [for tech repair obviously] check Uzi or touch her in any way when she had a small virus case lol. Khan had to pay the poor doctor extra for that.... deciding to leave his daughter in her room in a cuddle pile of two murderous demons that have glowing cat eyes every time he comes in the room smh.

V and N really like cuddling Uzi and sticking their hands under her clothes. or sometimes just flat out sleeping or cuddling naked. its less of a sexual thing and more so to do with the fact that the two MD's have higher body temperature and a less efficiant body for cooling- since they have a more compact torso and a lot less oil and coolant fluids going through them [since they need to consume it continuously] and having a bunch of working nanobots and nanites shoved into them to turn into weapons/wings/etc- and Uzi- although having the AS- is still very much less in need of cooling due to still having a more efficient body design for a "exoplanetary worker unit", with a still functioning cooling system inside that doesn't necessarily need extra oil to make it work unless under stressful conditions.... even if she probably does have worms and fleshy tentacles inside her now lmao. But either way Uzi's body is still a lot colder than the others so she's usually shared in the middle and at this point Uzi cant even be embarrassed when they slide their hands under her clothes and grab her wherever smh..... although V also does it as a semi possessive thing so there's that pfft. she was especially handsy after that doctor left XDDD.

Yes Uzi has very much in fact ended up at the medical/tech repair unit multiple times because N and V have sometimes ended up being a bit too much for her to handle- and the doctor [a character yall shall meet later] has absolutely had it. She had to literally sit the 3 down, explain to them their body differences via scans and the damages they may cause Uzi and it was basically the robot version of having "the talk" with your child- and Uzi wanted to die there and then.

Uzi sometimes just tells the two to drink blood from her- the first time they wanted to share oil they were scared about accidentally causing Uzi to overheat- but after a few times of trying it, they continued doing it more frequently either by kissing and regurgitating or taking turns to bite Uzi or vice versa. N and V typically don't use one another's oil because they already have high usage as it is, it wouldn't be efficient. admittedly N and V always have concerns when it came to biting Uzi- but somehow they found out Uzi actually enjoys it a little when they do it and well...they get ideas lmao- they just make sure to lick her indents clean with their regenerative saliva to make the AS work as little as possible on Uzi's body.

N really enjoys seeing his partners smooch..... for study purposes ofc lmao- actually he uses his visor to take pictures sometimes- let the man be a little horny in peace smh. and don't worry Uzi and V know all this- they just wanna tease him a little bit :p

Uzi and N usually chit chat while they are in the bed until they fall asleep- but V prefers to just hug Uzi on the side listening to them while they talk until she falls asleep too

they love going around in human based areas with shops and stuff to find books to read together or any other fun human stuff they can find- maybe table top games? lol- V goes for the sports stuff. she kinda wanna try hitting something with a bat...

[okayyyy so tumblr doesn't let me write any more XD i def have more ideas but oh well. also ill save the eNVy for another ask that i have in my inbox so you'll get that soon too :p]

#murder drones #nuzi #vuzi #nuziv #nuvi #biscuitbites #violetviolence #eNVy #envy murder drones #violentbitingbiscuits #enzi #snowballflo #serial designation n #serial designation v #uzi doorman

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officialchristiancagebbgirlblog · 3 months

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Word count: 605

Description: you get sick and Christian takes care of you (a shorter one, not fantastic tbh but I’m still finding my feet here!)

Promised fluff fic!

Link to masterlist

Happy reading 🩵

Winter truly was a wonderful season. Sure summer was great but it was always that little bit too hot. But winter gave you the opportunity to cuddle up, hold hands, and snuggle comfortably at night with Christian. Plus it gave his cats a proper excuse to find their way into your laps. But with every season, there’s a negative. And you found yourself experiencing one of the worst parts of cold weather.

Achoo!

The flu. Luckily it wasn’t as bad as previous bouts but still pretty shitty. You had been sneezing and coughing all day, trying to keep your distance from Christian to not get him sick. After all, he had a match coming up this Wednesday. You couldn’t have him getting sick this close to it!

“Bless your heart,” he cooed, “are you sure I can’t get you anything? I really don’t mind going out!”

“No, no it’s okay. I’ll survive,” you stammered, “just try not to get too close to me right now.”

Every time you spoke it felt like the words kept getting stuck in your throat. This damn flu was making it difficult to talk properly and you found yourself feeling somewhat pitiful. You could look after yourself any day but one bout of flu and you were wiped out. Stuck in a heap of cushions and blankets, struggling to breathe let alone talk.

He gave you a sympathetic look from his spot on the corner of the bed. Christian wanted to do more to help you but there wasn’t a great deal he could do beyond feeding you soup, water, and tablets. Just looking at his face, you could tell he wanted to move up the bed, to lay next to you and to hold you close. And as much as you wanted it, you wouldn’t allow it to happen just yet.

“I know what you want, babe, but not yet. You’ll get sick. You always do whenever I am.” Admittedly it was really cute seeing him pout at you with those annoying puppy dog eyes but you weren’t going to let him get his way.

“I won’t get sick, I’ve got a good immune system!” He was so annoying, honestly. How did he have a comeback for every problem? You tell him he makes strange noises in his sleep, he tells you it’s not sleep apnea or anything. He just talks in his sleep. You tell him he’s been eating your snacks, he tells you he bought them so technically they’re his too.

You shook your head, “here, why don’t you make us both a cup of tea? Then when you’re back maybe! Maybe we can cuddle.” He never looked so excited to make you a drink. Jumping off the bed (quite literally), you watched as he ran into the kitchen.

In the five-ish minutes he was gone, however, without meaning to you had drifted off. One plus about getting sick was you could take accidental naps without consequence. Though you did feel bad as you knew he was returning after doing you a favour with the expectation of reward. Not that he particularly minded. It gave him an excuse to slide under your blanket next to you and snuggle up with you with no fight. Admittedly you felt the warmth of his body pressed up against you and the softness of his lips on your cheek as he got himself comfortable. And as you drifted fully into sleep, you had the intense feeling of ‘home’ wash over you when his arm settled behind you, his fingers gently tracing shapes on your skin. Maybe being sick wasn’t so bad!

#christian cage #aew #captain charisma #christian #jay reso #christian wwe #christian cage x reader #christian cage fanfic #instant classic

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alphabetbill · 2 years

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Bill / Roman Imagines

Just a short list of things I've imagined Bill x Reader Insert doing and it makes me giggle. Little things that keep me up at night. This may be a multi part thing I do when I think of things.

Spontaneous Pillow Fights With Bill

Running away laughing like a maniac after smacking him square across the face with a pillow from the couch. At first, he's stunned, then the realization of war sets in and he stops what he's doing to join in the fun. Armed with two pillows, one more than what you have, it's an unfair fight and you know you've lost as soon as he gets up and chases you. He covers the living room and the kitchen easily and picks you up by the waist to throw you over his shoulder. He carries you back towards the couch and you make it as difficult as possible for him, until he's forced to put you down, unable to put up with your squirming.

He takes the pillow you've been wildly clinging onto and starts bashing you with all the pillows he can find within reach. You're laughing, he's laughing, you're clinging to him and trying to bring him down and he ends up flopping on top of you, tired and sore from laughing. He threatens to hold you down forever unless you stop hitting him with pillows every five seconds. You pinky promise him. He gets off of you, and guess what you do? Hit him with a pillow.

Lazy Mornings With Roman

You go to sleep cuddled up with each other, talking and whispering at all hours of the night. He holds your hands and kisses them when you cup his face and look into his eyes. He's always so at peace when he's lying next to you, you make him feel relaxed and it makes everyone feel at ease.

When you wake up, he's usually spooning you with his face smooshed into your back or shoulder, and his breath feels nice against your skin. He presses kisses to your body when he feels you stir, and he's always begging you to stay still and stay in bed with him for just a few more minutes. He plays with or fixes your hair which he finds an odd fascination with in the mornings, rubs your back or your neck if you slept funny, and he's actually very clingy. When it's his turn to get up early for work, he always kisses you on the cheek, strokes your hair and tells you he loves you before leaving. He always makes sure he kisses you and tells you how he feels before he goes, because it's a mood but any time could be the last time.

Ridiculous Hairstyles With Bill

Maybe he's reading a script or a book, maybe you're watching a movie together or maybe you're just chilling. You come up behind him while he's sitting on the couch and run your fingers through his hair. If it's long enough, you try to pull it up into mini pigtails and he always refuses your puppy-dog eyed request to go down the street with them in his hair.

"Okay. If you don't wear this down the street then you have to give me $20 and you get no kisses for the rest of your life".

You try to hide away while Bill tries to steal the kisses, and you end up giving in.

You will style his hair but you refuse to cut it no matter how many times he insists it will be fine.

Pet Names And Fun Games With Roman

He calls you Honey and you call him Husband.

"Honey i'm home!"

"Hey Husband, whatcha doing?"

You absolutely banter with it a lot and it's ridiculously fun.

"Worst husband ever" when he disagrees with you.

You sometimes reach up to adjust his tie only to completely pull it out just for funsies. Ruffle his hair and you get the look.

You play little tricks just to mess with him- move his stuff or try to run away with it and force him to chase you and catch you if he wants it bad enough. It's your way of testing if he's any fun anymore or if he's fully dead inside.

You tell really bad jokes and puns and he puts up with it. There will be eye rolls.

There will be moments when the two of you just can't stop smiling at each other. You're wondering how you got this man to fall in love with you, and he's wondering how he got so lucky.

Memory Lane With Bill

Bill loves hearing all about your friends and family and he's dying to meet them but would also be incredibly nervous. He adores the way you smile so much when you talk about them, and he cries with you when you reminisce about tough topics. He likes hearing about your family, it's a nice change of pace from his own which can get a bit hectic and loud. You lie in bed talking and he just listens so intently he can actually see what you're describing to him.

Funny and/or embarrassing stories and childhood nicknames are his absolute favourite things to hear from you. He may even straight up ask you if you have any other stories from your childhood, and when you're all out of stories, he wants to hear them again.

More might come when I think of them!

#bill skarsgard #hemlock grove #roman godfrey #bill skasgård #roman godfrey x reader #bill #bill skarsgård fanfiction #bill skarsgård imagine #fanfiction #skarsgard #headcanons #preferences

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ghostussy · 1 year

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Augh Copia x sleepy reader headcanons let’s gooo

- “Are you doing okay, amore? Would you like to leave?”

- When he notices you getting sleepy, you become his center of attention.

- Your answer is always no. “I don’t want to ruin your plans!”

- You become incredibly clingy.

- You constantly stay by his side, holding his hand, leaning all over him.

- Though inconvenient, he finds it cute.

- If there are not many people around and there is a couch available, he will sit down and let you place your head in his lap.

- He will run his hands through your hair, scratching at your scalp while he continues speaking to whoever he was having a conversation with.

- If you are out in public, however, he tries to leave as quickly as possible.

- When you leave, you hold his hand while driving.

- “I’m sorry if I made you want to leave early.”

- “Not to worry, cara mio. I need to feed i ratti before it gets too late. They do get rather grumpy if I am not there on time.”

- You try not to fall asleep in the car, though it is difficult. He keeps the radio playing quietly, and the hum of the engine makes it easy to drift off. Using his thumb, he rubs small circles into the back of your hand.

- For the entire drive back Copia is speaking, though less to you and more at you. You found his low voice to be calming, a welcomed reprieve of the long day you had.

- When you arrive back at the ministry, you are fast asleep with your head leaning back against the seat. If you don’t awaken in the parking lot, he will carry you inside.

- You stir in his arms, waking up just enough to realize that you are being carried. You bury your face in his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck. He chuckles in response, shifting you in his arms.

- He decides to bring you back to his room to rest. Though the two of you have separate rooms, you often slept in his bed with him. “It’s bigger than mine,” you would tell him, “It’s more comfortable.” In reality, you just liked to sleep next to him; you found his presence to be comforting, and it made you feel safe. Though you had never admitted this to him, he seemed to know.

- Because you slept over so often, Copia had several pairs of your pajamas at the ready. He had an entire drawer dedicated to your clothes, so that way you wouldn’t need to go all the way back to your bedroom to get ready for the night or day.

- Once back in his room, he sets you down gently on the bed and leaves to get undressed for the night. When he comes back he is in his usual sweatpants and t-shirt, and is surprised to see you awake.

- He would offer you your pajamas, to which you would happily oblige; once you were dressed you would climb into bed with him.

- You would curl up close to him underneath the sheets, breathing in his scent and absorbing his warmth. He would wrap an arm around your shoulders, holding you close as you buried your face in his chest.

- If you forgot to remove your glasses, he would pull them off gently, even if you were still awake. When you complained, he would say, “You won’t be needing them for long anyway.” Then he would set them aside and begin rubbing soft circles on your back, using the other hand to play with your hair.

- Of course, he was right; not long after you climbed into bed you were fast asleep. It didn’t matter what he did, the outcome was always the same; some nights he read to you, some nights he spoke with you, some nights he played music, some nights he would start a movie. Each time, you would be fast asleep by the end of it.

- He sometimes teased you for being so sleepy around him. Nearly every time the two of you hung out together, you would fall asleep cuddled up to him. Not that he was complaining; he thought it was adorable, after all. He certainly wouldn’t have it any other way; it also made him happy, knowing that you felt so safe around him.

#copia x reader #cardinal copia #cardinal copia x reader #cardi c #x sleepy reader #copia comfort #papa emeritus iv #ghost bc #ghost band x reader #ghost fanfiction #drabbles

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canislupus-exe · 2 years

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Progress | stanley barber

YOU ARE READING PART TWO

fandom | I Am Not Okay With This

character | Stanley Barber

reader | no pronouns used

requested | Anonymous

warnings | body image issues, bulimia

word count | 574

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | HHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII so u know that Stanley b x reader where reader has bulimia. So like a part 2 maybe where the reader is acho ting lunch and wants to throws up but doesn't and when they get home Stan gives them love and cuddles and puts them in his lap and plays with the reader hair and says he proud they didn't throw up. Thannnnnks♥️❤️♥️❤️

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A few weeks had passed since Stanley confronted you about your bulimia. It was difficult at first to talk to him about it. You were so scared of admitting it to yourself, but once you did, everything rushed out of you like a tidal wave of emotion. You remembered the night you came clean about everything, sobbing violently in his arms as he assured you that it would all be okay. That was also the night he kissed you tenderly and asked to be your boyfriend. Of course, you said yes.

Stanley was always patient with you. Often times he’d hold your hand while you ate, squeezing it occasionally to remind you that he was there. It was a small gesture, but oh so appreciated. Today was one of those days. You were finding it particularly difficult to stomach the food in front of you and he could tell. Every time you took a bite, you had to double your time not taking a bite. Setting your food down and stopping altogether.

“Hey… Are you okay?” He whispered, not wanting to draw attention to your eating as he knew how much you hated that. You swallowed and nodded.

“Y-Yeah I think I’m just… I think I’m just done for the day.” You replied, trying to hide the shame you felt.

“Hey, you did great! You ate the perfect amount, okay?” He reassured you, to which you smiled in response.

“Thanks, Stanley.” You whispered. He kissed your cheek, still squeezing your hand.

“Gross,” Sydney said, stretching out the o in her statement. You looked at her and raised your eyebrows.

“Ever since you guys started dating you’ve made me a massive third wheel. Have some decency.” She said as she threw a fry at you. You laughed and threw the fry back at her, but missed terribly. The playful shift helped distract you from thinking of the food you just ate, and you were thankful for that.

>><<

You were thankful to be able to flop onto Stanley’s bed at the end of the school day. It always seemed so much comfier than yours. Maybe it’s because it was his, but no matter the reason, you were making yourself comfortable regardless.

“I see someone is ready to take a nap,” Stanley said as he entered his room. You looked up and smiled.

“Maybe.” You responded before closing your eyes. You felt the bed shift next to you and arms wrap around your waist. You turned and opened your eyes, your vision filling with the image of his wonderful face. His gentle smile. His sparkling eyes. Everything you loved about him.

“I’m so proud of you.” He whispered. Your face became a considerable shade of red.

“Proud of me?” You asked.

“Yes. You did amazing today with lunch. You’ve been doing amazing for the past few weeks actually. I’m just so incredibly proud of you.” He replied. You felt tears well up in your eyes at his words, but you didn’t want him to see you cry. Not again. You buried your face in his chest and held him tightly, to which he chuckled in response.

“You’re so cute.” He whispered, beginning to play with your hair. You always savored this side of him. The side no one else got to see. The incredibly romantic side that you could never get enough of. You melted into his touch as he massaged your scalp. What a lovely night.

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fox-buried-in-maple-leaves · 1 year

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the relationship asks w sera and reader i am humbly begging for crumbs

What was their first date like? If they haven’t been on a date yet, how would it go?

Chances are Serafim would bring you to the restaurant he works at. He is a college student and they give a good discount so.. But it's a really upscale place. After that? Maybe a movie or mini putt, some fun activity. It’s late at night and your characters want food, what do they order/find in the fridge?

Serafim will eat raw cookie dough out of the fridge if you don't stop him.. He's not above ordering out if you want to though! He just wants to make you happy. So :)

What’s a typical Sunday like for them?

He usually takes his Sundays either working or planning his schedule for the upcoming week. If he isn't working though, he'll do the latter task while spending time with you! Maybe a movie in pjs afterwards.. What’s their love language like? Are they compatible with one another?

G: Gift Giving, Quality Time R: Quality Time, Physical Touch Do they have any pet names/nicknames for eachother? He's likely to call you his/my angel as a pet name. But also "the other half of my immortal soul." What do they argue about?

His mind reading..... Hard to hide you're upset with something when he's always prodding... Who does what chores, and why?

Serafim likes cooking the most! And he doesn't mind doing dishes afterwards. He loathes laundry, big family problems, yk? What’s the most difficult thing they’ve been through together?

Honestly his feelings of inadequacy caused by his lacklustre magical ability. It's not the most difficult thing in the world, but its very draining on him, and supporting him through it is crucial. How do they make up after a fight?

Serafim will likely apologise and bring you flowers. He's very old fashioned sometimes. Who causes the most arguments?

He tends to prod which might cause reactions.. He's very unintentional with it but yk.. What would they say each other’s worst quality is?

Serafim's worst quality is how fucking NOSY he is. What would they say each other’s best quality is?

His best quality is his inherent kindness though. How would they describe one another if asked?

Serafim will describe you down to every detail on your face if you aren't careful. He's very observant/pos What names are they saved as on each other’s phone?

Just your first and last name. What would they consider quality time?

Movies, DnD/PnP campaign, cooking together, spending time with his family. Who decides which movies to watch?

Sera isn't picky at least! How are they like on a road trip together?

Paper map or bust which, yikes. It’s raining, did either of your OCs bring an umbrella? If so, who, and do they share it?

Serafim saw this coming and brought an umbrella, worry not he will share it. What are they like when sharing a bed?

He gets really warm in his sleep but will still throw his legs over his lover's so that yall are close. Who is better at games? Does the loser take it graciously?

Serafim is definitely better at games but will purposefully lose if he sees its making you sad you keep losing. But he's very good at hiding it. Do they ever share clothes?

His style is a bit.. Masc lolita, victorian, elizabethan, ect.. But if you want to borrow his clothes! Sure :) <3 Your OCs are on a trip and there’s only one bed! What do they do?

Cuddle! He's not actually got Victorian standards, he doesn't care about sharing a bed lol.. What do your characters think about marriage? Are they for or against it?

Serafim would love to get married some day! Weddings are a fun affair with his family :) Do any of them have bad habits that the other can’t stand?

Looks at his mind reading, looks at you. But also he picks his cuticles.. Who is more down to earth?

Serafim. Are they affectionate in public? Is it too much?

He gets really shy if its too much, but he doesn't mind hand holding or cheek kissing. How are they affectionate in private?

Kisses, hugs, whole nineyards if you let him. He's a very cuddly boy. How does your OC react to being broken up with?

"You wish to break up with me? Ah.. I see.. Very well, if it's what you wish, I am in no position to stop you. I wish you happiness in life." And he will be crying in father's arms. Do they fall in love easily?

A little too easily. Your character is in love, do they confess? If not, how long do they wait?

He has no reason to wait, unless he knows the other person doesn't return the sentiment. Then he'll stay quiet about it. Who was the first to say ‘I love you’?

Serafim. Either he says it first, or hears you think it and says it immediately. Who is more stubborn?

He's really not stubborn.. What moment did they realise that they were in love?

Chances are Serafim fell madly wildly in love with your thoughts, your way of seeing the world, and responding to it. How long have they been friends? Would they consider each other best friends?

He probably met you as an adult rather than in his teens, given his family's need to move around so often. How did they become friends?

If you think something particularly funny...... Who’s more ticklish?

Serafim is SOOOO ticklish. If your OCs has/had a child, who would be the stricter parent?

Uhh well I can only answer for him ofc and he's not very strict? Careful, yes. But not strict. What do they do when they miss one another? Is one more needy than the other/s?

Serafim is great at distracting himself! So he isn't the neediest in the world. But he will text you when he can and always responds quickly! What green flags do they have for one another?

Ooooh his biggest green flag is his ability to listen and correct his actions, we stan a receptive king. Have they ever been jealous?

He a lil jealous sometimes hehe.. Is one more introverted/extroverted than the other?

Serafim is such an introvert bye. Who’s the better cook?

I've seen yall burn shit frequently, so him. Are they good at comforting one another? Does someone hide their feelings usually?

Because of his ability to read thoughts, Serafim tends to know what someone needs in the moment. Making him very good at comfort because he doesn't need to be told nor does he need to make assumptions. Would they have been friends with each other in school?

Probably! Despite being incredibly shy and his speaking quirks, Serafim is easy to get along with. Who made the first move?

Sera 100% Do they get on well with each other’s family? Is family important to them?

Family is SUPER important to Serafim. His family saved him, they're all that he has at the end of the day. It's very important his lover gets on with his family. Do they tease each other? What about?

Chances are he'll lightly tease you about shared interests. Nothing hurtful though. Is there anything that scares them about their friendship/relationship?'

Serafim just wants to be his best for you. He's not powerful like some of his family and he's not the smartest. But he's kind and loving and he hopes, desperately, that that's enough :)

#☾*✲⋆. Essence of Myrrh #From The Fate ; Ash #⋆｡°✩ Serafim

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twenty-thirty-two · 2 years

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Poly!Marauders x female!reader

Summary: Sirius has a difficult night and lashes out

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The day started off like any other. You woke up in the boys’ dorm, the sun shining through the curtain, causing you to wake up. You turn to cuddle up with Remus only to find him already up and getting ready.

“Up and at ‘em, bun!” He said while fixing his tie.

You groaned and pulled the comforter over your head. This causes the boy to laugh at your antics. You pushed the comforter away, trying to get used to the coldness that suddenly hit you after leaving the warmth.

“Pads, up! You’re going to miss breakfast and then you’ll be cranky. No one wants to deal with that!” You could hear Sirius grumble from underneath the pillow.

You quickly got dressed, with the help of Remus and as you’re finishing up, you see a messy haired James walk up to you. You stare at him and all of a sudden, his face is buried in your chest. You run a gentle hand through his hair and he eventually gets ready before he makes Remus upset.

What none of you knew though was that Sirius had a rough night, nightmare after nightmare. He was used to sleepless nights but somehow this time, it was different. He couldn’t necessarily pinpoint it, but he was left on edge and very uneasy. He was in no mood to do anything let alone to be rushing to get ready for the day. Thus remaining in bed while the three of you were ready and practically out the door.

“Are you meeting us there?” An exasperated Remus said while handing you your bag.

An arm pops up from the unmade bed and signals a thumbs up. With that, James, Remus, and you left for breakfast. Sirius stayed in bed for another couple of minutes before hastily getting up.

In the Great Hall, you were chatting away with a very energetic James. Next to you was Remus, with a scarred hand on your thigh. Every so often, you would look to see if Sirius would walk through those doors but he never did.

“Rem, is Siri coming to class today?” You say before the three of you part ways for your first class.

“He said he’d meet up with us, he’s probably just late, bun, don’t fret. Now, you, my dear, have class, come on.” He says with a small slap to your ass, you squeal at the action causing James and Remus to laugh before they leave.

Fortunately, your first class was with Sirius, so you would see him there. You made your way to your seat only to see that he wasn’t there yet.

Minutes pass and two minutes before the class starts , a disheveled Sirius enters the classroom and plops himself down next to you.

“Hi Siri!” You say cheerfully

“Hey bun,” He says quietly as he begins to pull out the materials he needs.

“Did you manage to get some breakfast before you got here?” You were still trying to get more than two syllables out of him.

“No, Y/N.” He said through gritted teeth. His response caught you off guard, it’s always some pet name, hardly ever your real name, not unless you’ve done something to really piss them off and even then, it wasn’t like this.

He was trying hard to keep his cool and not lash out at you. You didn’t deserve it, you’re not to blame, he kept reminding himself. He took a deep breath and continued looking forward as to not prompt another conversation.

“O-okay.” Shocked by his harshness, you decided to leave things at that and focus on the class before you.

The day went by before your eyes and you were out with the boys, enjoying the nice weather you had gotten. Remus has a protective arm on your shoulder as you walked and James was holding your hand. Sirius was walking next to Remus so you couldn’t reach out and hold him.

“How was class, my love?” Asked James

“It was good! The time flew by which I enjoyed.” You laughed.

You continued a conversation with the bespectacled boy. Remus looks over at Sirius and begins to notice that he’s been quiet for a while.

“Didn’t see you at breakfast this morning, did you get to class on time?” He didn’t mean this in a negative way, he always made sure that the four of you never arrived to class late, always the mother hen, as James would put it.

“Yup.” He said popping the ‘p’

“Bunny was worried about you this morning when you didn’t show.” Chimed in James

“Oh well sue me for worrying about my boyfriend.” You poked fun at the boy

Despite the conversation being about him, Sirius remains silent, wanting nothing more than to go to bed and sleep the day off. But as the conversation persisted, his patience was running thin.

After a while, the four of you decided to go back to the boys’ dorm and start working on any assignments that needed to be done. By now, all of you, with the exception of Sirius, were out of your uniforms. He still has on his pants and dress shirt only with a couple of buttons left unbuttoned and his tie now loose.

Quite frankly, you were worried about him, he was always vocal about how he felt, in one way or another. But this silent thing he has going on never happens. Remus was starting to sense that it’s way deeper than just a rough night but he doesn’t want to bring it up in front of you and James.

“Siri!” You bounced over to the raven-haired boy with your own textbook in hand. He was sitting on his bed hunched over a textbook and sat across from him.

“Can you help me with this please.” Making sure to extend the “e”’s. When he didn’t look up, you playfully rolled your eyes and huffed.

“C’mon! Please it won’t be long!” You scooched a little closer to him. You reached over to push some of his hair from out of his face and behind his ear.

“Dammit, Y/N/N! Must you be so goddamn clingy? Can’t you just ask someone else? Why must it be me that you have to bother? I mean, fuck, you’d think you would take a hint and not to so fucking dense!” Sirius screamed.

Your hand that was still midway in the air was brought down slowly, still letting his words sink in. Remus and James’ heads snapped towards the situation in front of them. Both boys were shocked at his sudden outburst. No one knew what to do, no one moved, afraid to say or even do the wrong thing.

His words sliced through your heart. Of all the things he could’ve said, ‘clingy’ was the one he used. That word brought a bad taste in your mouth, constantly being told you’re too much from friends and partners. He knew this, he knew and still said it.

You swallowed harshly and open your mouth to say something.

“Okay.” You said quietly as to not break the silence that fell upon the room. You got up from the bed and grabbed your bag and your textbook and made your way out the door.

“Sirius,” Started Remus as he began to walk over to his boyfriend.

“Don’t, I don’t need you to coddle me or to make me feel even worse than I already do. Please.” He whispered the last part, but Remus still heard it and muttered a quiet acknowledgment.

By now, you were halfway to your dorm and it was hard to keep your tears at bay. You knew that your dormmates would be out so you didn’t have to worry about them seeing you in your current state.

Opening the door to your dorm, you walk in and let your belongings fall to the floor. The weight of Sirius’s words still in the back of your mind as you mindlessly walked to your bed. You climbed in and the dam broke loose. Tears began to fall at an alarming rate and your pillow collected each drop that fell.

Back at the boys’ dorm, Remus was uneasy about not talking to Sirius, he knew what he did was unacceptable but he asked for space and Remus had to accept that. James, no longer focused on the work in front of him, began to chew the end of his pencil.

“I’m only going to say this once, after I’m done, what you do next is on you.” Remus started after an agonizingly long moment of silence. Remus’s words snapped him out of his trance and Sirius looked up at his boyfriend.

“I don’t know what happened or what’s going on with you, but lashing out at her isn’t going to help, bottling your emotions isn’t going to help. We get it if you’re having a bad day, but talk to us. You’re not alone, there are three other people in this relationship, not just you. Shutting us out will hurt you even more than you already are.” Remus approaches Sirius and cups his face with a scarred hand.

“No matter what you’re going through, we’re here for you, Sirius, and we love you.” Sirius can feel tears begin to well in his eyes as he looks up at Remus. He takes a deep breath before telling the boys what happened, starting from last night.

“… And I woke up shaking and my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. I couldn’t breathe, it just kept repeating and repeating in my mind. I was on edge after, I couldn’t go back to sleep, not completely anyways. And then with this morning, well you know. I just felt it all piling up and it was all I could think about, you know? Gods, I feel like such a dick. I lashed out at Y/N/N like that and.. I can’t believe I said those things to her.” Remus sighed, he felt guilty that he didn’t realize that Sirius wasn’t in the right state of mind. He reached and grabbed Sirius’s hand and placed his other hand on top of it. James sat down next to Sirius and placed his head on his shoulder.

They stayed like that until Sirius said he was going to find you and apologize. The boys figured that it was something that he needed to do alone and stayed back. Sirius went to your dorm and knocked on the door. When he didn’t receive any acknowledgment, he opened the door slightly and peeked in. He found you on your bed, asleep and a couple of tears rolling down your face.

He sat on the edge of your bed and brushed away your tears. Feeling his touch, you leaned into it, not wanting that feeling to go away just yet. You opened your eyes and saw a sorrowful Sirius looking down at you. You sat up on your elbows before launching yourself into him, giving him a hug.

“I’m so sorry, Siri, I shouldn’t have pushed.” You kept repeating ‘I’m sorry’s to the boy but he only shushed them and explained as he did with the boys.

“I know that it’s no excuse for what I did but I am truly sorry, bunny. You and the boys mean the world to me and I pushed you guys away. I never meant to make you feel like this, let alone say those things to you.” He ran a hand over your head before pulling you in for a tight hug.

“Oh Siri, why didn’t you talk to one of us? I know it may not be easy but we’ll always be here to listen to you. You never have to go through these things alone. I love you and nothing could ever change that.” He smiled at your words and placed a kiss on your forehead and the two of you headed back to the boys’s dorm for a relaxing afternoon.

#poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x fem!reader #sirius black x you #remus lupin x you #james potter x you #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #james potter x reader #mel writes

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aemoonie · 2 years

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dating enhypen (hyung line) ✰

some of the boys were born on days where the moon signs changed, but i'll proceed with the sign i find most fitting for now !! mlist. g: fluff cw: food mention, light swearing. unhinged simping for heeseung hehe

✰ HEESEUNG

the softest boyfie

a fair warning right here i'm gonna try to hold myself back but i won't promise anything

though he is someone who is kinda difficult to read

i feel like he'd be such a soft bf and would have the most obvious soft spot for his s/o too

and with his Sun and Mercury in Libra, he's definitely romantic

he may idealize or romanticize things and people sometimes, but he'd just really like the idea of love a lot

would definitely like to talk to his s/o a lot

i feel like he's the type of guy who enjoys people who have something reliable but witty about them

like he would enjoy being able to have fun and comfortable conversations right away

since i think his Moon is in Virgo

he'd tend to overthink a lot and overanalyze his every move and yours as well (but mostly just in the beginning)

but having some things in common or topics to talk about would him feel more comfortable and interested

his Venus would also be in Virgo (don't get me started on the Moon-Venus conjunction, one of my favorite aspects </3)

meaning he might be quite hesitant in love and might feel shy when developing a crush

but since he also has an Air Sun and Mercury, i think he'd be a bit between wanting to talk to you and holding himself back bc he's nervous hehe

don't get me wrong he WANTS to appear cool and collected and all

esp with his Mars in Capricorn y'all

but his nerves idk, he'd be adorably shy (imo)

would probably like to start out as friends first, just bc it makes it easier to get comfortable with each other

and then boom he starts being flirty out of nowhere wth

where did this come from

no one knows but lets gaur heeseung

like i've seen so many edits of him being this and that type of bf

and they probably are all right, so i'm gonna say it here first: one of his love language would be physical touch. okay. there i said it.

(seriously those edits are killing me can someone stop me)

Earth Venuses are generally pretty committed though, so you wouldn't have to worry about him losing interest much

also he'd do the weirdest things out of nowhere and it would be the cutest thing

probably likes to tease you (lovingly) once you two are comfortable and all

and since everyone on this site is pushing this so hard, yes, he'd make you playlists <3 day and night he'd spend making them hehe

would also totally play with your hair when you cuddle are you kidding me

cuddle sessions would be the best with him (this is confirmed, i have no sources just trust me)

so i feel like he'd be so domestic??!! anyone ?? like y'all could just vibe at home all day !!?? and it's fun and adorable and just comfy (introvert thingz)

would also be someone who listens so well and plays with your hands while you're talking or smth (i'm killing myself here)

i should stop here probably

well just know that heeseung would be such a adorable bf and i would kill for someone like him soooo

yeah heeseung for president lol

✰ JAY

make way, the Taurus stellium is coming through

can we just take a moment to appreciate the taurus energy here though?? bc there isn't that much of this in the kpop industry and i think it's the biggest crime ever

SO moving on

he has his Sun, Mercury and Venus in Taurus!

and as a Venus-ruled sign, this would indicate that Jay is a pretty romantic and sweet bf!!

he'd be the type that basically just moves in with you right away, like with space in the drawer and everything (after like a month lol)

i also take him for a pretty domestic type of guy

like he'd have no problem going somewhere with you for dates, but he can also make indoor dates super fun and comfy

he probably would love cooking for you or sharing food with you, since i noticed that's lowkey Taurus placement's love language hehe (my cancer ass loves that <3)

I personally think he has a Leo Moon, which is also a pretty romantic placement

he'd probably try to impress you in the beginning, and probably through his outfits or his skills otherwise (but since he has sm Taurus, i think he takes pride in his fashion and esp in his luxury items)

and with his Mars being in Gemini, i actually think he wouldn't have much problem going up to his crush and talking to them

i think he'd be a pretty chill bf, just happy to hang out with you or talk with you throughout the day

would definitely love to get you gifts and since he has amazing taste, that would be an honor to receive

would probably not be able to hide a giddy grin when you allow him to dress you

and you would look so good together i mean --

definitely teases you. mercilessly. not as cruelly as some others here on this list but he'd just like to poke fun at you

like imitating you or copying your expression

i actually can imagine him imitating your pouty expression while you whine about something and at first he did it intentionally to mock you and then it just stays on his face until he's done listening to you heh

who's the fool now

ALSO something that i've thought about him (and have witnessed before):: he'd totally stare at you to make you flustered. making you flustered is his number one ego boost change my mind

like he stares at the members when they talk and then he smiles when they start to smile bc they're embarrassed yeah that's cute and that's what he'd do to his s/o too

can you tell he's my bias wrecker bc he is hehe

would be a great listener and give you good advice !! and would probably remember so many names you throw around like how--

his Taurus placements just give him a really grounded and reliable energy idk

would probably make a good bf idk what to tell you bestie

like he'd just be so chill and comfortable but he'd still care sm :( <3

pls protect this man and make him stop being such good bf material

✰ JAKE

he is so adorable :(

like he's so kind-hearted? how do we deserve him :/

he's also a Scorpio Stellium hello

has his Sun, Mercury, and Venus in Scorpio

which means he feels deeply and loves hard

his emotions are intense and he'd probably know right away when he likes someone

he'd want to know every little thing about his s/o and is a true ride or die !!

and he'd expect the same in return!

now for his Moon, he is really the only one in this lineup where i have a hard time making a decision between Aries and Pisces Moon

i personally would lean more to Aries, but i wouldn't be shocked if he turned out to be a Pisces Moon after all

he is just so nice and forthcoming to the members and strikes me as someone who is really intuitive and values peace and a good atmosphere in the group

but this could also be his Libra Mars being in the forefront??!! and with an Aries Moon his Moon would be Mars-ruled so this could also indicate why i get these vibes from him (and also is part of the reason why i think Aries is more likely as his Moon sign)

so yeah, i don't exclude the Pisces Moon but i see Aries a tad more!!

and with an Aries Moon i think he'd be pretty protective and maybe a tad possessive over the people he loves! (as if he wouldn't be already as a Scorpio Stellium but MoViNg On)

he likes to be playful and have fun but don't underestimate his ability to be a hard feeler :(

his Mars in Libra makes him someone diplomatic and charming

he likes harmony as i said and wants balance in his relationships

would definitely not like conflicts and would find sneaky ways around them

and fr who would ever be mad at jake i mean--

i don't think he's the type to beat around the bush much when it comes to confessing to someone tbh!

he could be nervous sure, but as i said, once he knows, he knows y'all ;)

would probably be the type to stare i mean observe you from across the room

Scorpio placements just love looking at their partners, don't ask me why :') (but how could he not ??)

would loooove spending time with you and i definitely think it's (one of) his love languages!!

like he wouldn't care much about what exactly you two would do, but as long as you're next to him he's :] content :]

he'd be the type of bf to be like "idk you choose" if you ever ask him anything about where to go for a date, or where to eat. bc mans truly does not care <3

like he said he wanted tteokbokki but he actually didn't? red flag (/j!!!)

but like seriously he'd just wanna be with you as much as he can bc he loves it sm <//3

the members would be wondering why he wouldn't just move out lol

he'd also would kinda drop everything if you'd call

like it wouldn't even be an emergency or you'd just want to ask him something and he'd be like "i'll be there in five" like ok sir calm down,,we love the spirit tho

would buy tampons and pads if he has to ladies and bleeding friends !!

so he's a keeper !

✰ SUNGHOON

i present to you: the man with the most duality in a chart (in this lineup)

idk why he screams sm boyfriend material on the daily but he simply does

it's in his veins. he is born to be a boyfriend. i said what i said.

SO his Sun and Mercury are in Sagittarius

which means he'd like to have a good time with his s/o

humor is important to him and i don't think he'd like someone who is always negative about things

Sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter, which represents optimism and expansion, so this is something you will find prominent in people with these placements!

Sags are still fire signs tho, so he can be pretty passionate as well! i personally don't think all Sagittarius are as flighty as people want to make you believe but like

be careful if you encounter a Sagittarius man irl i'm just saying sdkjwrfhw

okay moving on from THAT

he has an Aquarius Moon, which means communication is important to him!

Sagittarius and Aquarius are both really idealistic signs that often have clear cut morals, so i think he'd like someone who has similar ones to him

he'd value having something like a friendship with his partner as well as a romantic relationship since he has a Water Venus

but his Moon would indicate that he just needs that communication aspect to feel 100% comfortable

so we will adress it now. the teasing.

he will tease you sm. i mean SM. but like he means it in the most loving way possible.

it's similar to how he teases Sunoo but with you it would be about different things ya know

so he has his Venus and Mars in Scorpio !!

which is what i said about duality !!

he will know when he's crushing on someone, bc he'd fall hard when he does like someone

like i said with Jake, Scorpio placements love to stare observe their crushes and partners!!

i can totally see him just randomly catching your eyes from across the room and in the beginning he'd feel kinda shy about it but when you'd have been together for a while he'd wiggle his eyebrows and accuse you of not being able to resist his good looks

and well

did he lie? did he LIE??

as a Scorpio Venus he'd also feel heavily and intensely, and may be prone to jealousy

and his Scorpio Mars honestly does not really help the care but hey!! we all got our good and bad sites amirite

he just knows what he wants and he isn't really ready to share or let go of it if he doesn't want to lol

and with his Sagittarius Mercury i think he'd be pretty blunt about it too ngl

even though he is a quiet guy, i don't think he'd be afraid to stand up for you or himself at all

if him side-eyeing the people that'd try to hit on you wasn't enough, he'd find a good way to end the situation quickly

personally i also feel like once you've guys confessed to each other he'd be the most nonchalant about it

just drops "yeah it's bc i love you" out of nowhere and you're like ??!! okay

he'd definitely the bf who'd keep you on your toes let's say it like that

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imthebadguyyy · 3 years

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Temporary Fix

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader (fem!F1 driver!reader)

Fandom - F1

Summary - You're the only female F1 driver, and you're damn good at your job. Oh, and you also have a friends with benefits relationship with a certain 7x World Champion.

Warnings - smut, best friends -> lovers, slight exhibitionism

A/N - you have the second merc seat in this, so Valterri isn't here : (( not proof read

Sometimes, you hated yourself for following your passion. Driving a F1 car had been your dream ever since you could remember. The long process from karting to F1 had been a difficult one. When you were seven, you had a go kart track manager that you couldn't race there because you were a girl. That had cemented your will to be the best you could be, and you had done it.

You had made it into a Mercedes F1 seat after spending two years in Williams. It was safe to say that you were one of the best drivers, with killer instinct and an excellent eye for overtakes. The likes of Mika Hakkinen, Niki Lauda, Jacques Villeneuve and others had praised your skills, naming you one of the best talents in the current driver pool.

But the glory, the fame, the praise, sometimes you wished you could just evaporate into thin air. This was one of those times. Press conferences sucked, they really did. Reporters and journalists thought they were entitled to ask you the most sexist of questions, brushing them off by saying it was 'just a simple question'. Sometimes the drivers you were paired up with defended you, like Seb or Pierre or Lewis or even Kimi. Sometimes people didn't want to say anything, or they just laughed it off or answered for you.

This was not one of those times. Charles was supposed to be your partner for the press conference, but he wasn't feeling too great so you were on your own. It had started off fine, with the usual questions like 'how are you feeling about the race?' 'is it gonna be a good weekend for Mercedes?' and then it had gone to 'Do you think you being the only woman here, you should have a special suit?' or 'Are you sure it's a good idea for you to continue another year in F1?' that's what had irked you off.

With a roll of your eyes and a shake of your head, you bit back the cutting response that had sprung to your lips, opting to simply look disapprovingly in silence, speaking more words in the quiet. Eventually, the conference was over, and you made your way out of the hall, deep in thought, so lost in your own world, you didn't notice when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into one of the nearby storage closets.

Your protest of "Hey!-" was cut off by a pair of lips pressing to yours, strong arms wrapping around your torso. "Heard you had a bad day with the press" Lewis mumbled against your lips, brow furrowing when you sighed and let your head drop onto his shoulder. "Yeah they're such fucking jerks" you replied, closing your eyes. "I'm sorry you have to deal with them every time" he continued, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Eh, I mean I'd rather not talk about it" you continued, letting your fingers trace a pattern on his chest.

The silence in the room was disturbed by the ringing of Lewis's phone, making you jump softly. "Bono" he answered, looking down at the screen. "Pick it up"

"Hello?"

"Lewis, we're waiting for the meeting? And is Y/N with you?" Bono's voice rang through the tiny closet, as you turned to look at Lewis with wide eyes. Shit, the debrief. "Yeah, I'm coming! Oh, and I'll see if I can find Y/N" he replied, making you suppress a smile. The moment he put the phone down, the both of you burst into giggles, before he leaned down to press another kiss to your lips. "Well, we should go" he said, biting back a smile when you sighed, and cuddled into his shoulder. "Fine"

"But I'll make it up to you tonight baby" he continued, as a shiver ran down your spine. Oh yeah, you two had a friends with benefits situation going on too. No biggie

Except, well, you know you couldn't tell anyone, and you were definitely in love with each other, but I mean, of course it was better to be stupid and just simply refuse to acknowledge those feelings for each other.

♥︎☾☁︎

It had happened, when Lewis won his championship in Turkey. The team had thrown a (socially distant) party, and you had gotten just a little more drunk than you should have, but the champagne was flowing, tequila shots were being taken, beer was being chugged so you just jumped in and had a few more glasses of wine than you should have, and participated in a few rounds of shots.

Before you had known, a pair of hot lips had crashed onto yours, and your arms had tightly held onto a broad pair of shoulders, as the pair of you had stumbled up to your hotel room, crashing backwards onto the bed. Your drunken mind had been sober enough to recognise the 'Still I Rise' tattoo across his back when he tugged his shirt off.

At the same time, Lewis had recognised your face, heart speeding up ever so slightly because holy shit he was making out with you, and he really, really liked you. Before he knew it, your dress was down to your knees, and his shirt was a rumpled mess on the floor, your friendship gone far beyond repair, but only in the best way possible.

The next morning, you had let out a groan when the sunshine had flashed into your eyes, rolling over to find Lewis lying next to you, his arm wrapped around your waist as he slept peacefully. Your heart rate had sped up, and you had shot up, scaring the living day light out of Lewis. He had awoken with a start, confusion present in his brown eyes, before realization had sunk in, and he had shot out of bed, wrapping one of the towels around his lower body.

But before the two of you could get awkward, he had strutted over to you, grabbing your face in his hands before pulling you in for a kiss that made you feel weak and light headed.

And then the both of you came to the conclusion that you two wanted something loose and flexible, something fun with no commitment.

But was it what you wanted?

♥︎☾☁︎

Sometimes debriefs could drag on. And on. And on. Eventually, the engineers left the room, leaving only Toto, Lewis, Bono, Angela, James and yourself in the room. Over the years, it had become like a family for you, and you loved them to absolute bits. The mood in the room had changed, as you all joked around for a while.

Watching from the other side of the room, Lewis couldn't help the smile that etched itself onto his face, when he saw you throw your head back with laughter at something Toto said, inhaling sharply when your neck came into clear view, a sudden urge to mark you up settling in on his body.

It was a thrill, to think of how many times you had come undone on his fingers and his tongue, how many nights you begged for him to fill you up with his cock. It was a thrill to think of all the times he had cried your name out in ecstasy while your tongue worked wonders around him. And yet, here you were, acting as if you two were just best friends, not two people who could barely keep their hands off of each other.

Just two nights ago, he had made you scream his name so loud, the person the next room, who just happened to be Daniel, had not let him hear the end of it. Thankfully, the Aussie hadn't realized it was you in his bed. Two nights ago, he had made you see stars, and after that you had rewarded him with the performance of his life to Nights Like This by Kehlani.

Snapping back to reality when a slight poke was applied to his shoulder, Lewis looked over to see Angela looking at him with a slight smirk on her face. He strongly suspected that the woman definitely had some sort of inkling about the both of you. How ? No idea. But she was a crazy smart woman, and was bound to have figured out that he was seeing someone.

It didn't help that atleast half the people on the grid had at some point teased him, telling him the both of you were made for each other. It was like the universe was pushing the both of you to be together, and he kept pushing it away

"So are we feeling confident going into this weekend?" Toto asked, grabbing his attention from the smirking blonde.

"Yup!" Your cheery answer elicited a smile from everyone in the room. "Yeah I think so" he said, watching as you flashed him a quick smile. "Okay, then, I think we're done for now. Any questions?" Bono asked, scanning a data sheet in front of him. "No, i'm good" you replied, reaching over to grab your phone. "Yeah me too" Lewis said, far too concerned with what was going to happen later that night to pay his full attention to Bono.

"Okay then. We'll see you tomorrow"

And with that they departed. Before Lewis could follow you, a hand grabbed his and he turned to see Angela, Toto and Bono looking at him expectantly. "So whose got you all distracted and flustered?" Angela asked, earning a smirk from Toto. "What? No one" he replied, slapping himself mentally for being all day dreamy during a meeting. "Oh really? I'm willing to bet you didn't hear anything I said during the meet except the last bit" Bono said, smiling when his driver got visibly flustered.

"So do we know her?" Angela continued, watching him closely for any giveaway reactions. "How would you know her if I don't like anyone?" Lewis said, hoping to God it didn't come across as awkward as it sounded.

"Never said you liked anyone. I'm saying you're in love with someone" Angela said, watching as her friend's eyes widened in shock, and he shook his head profusely. "Okay are you on something? I'm just gonna head back to the hotel now" he murmured, confused, and somewhat taken aback by her bluntness.

Ignoring the looks on the others faces, he made his way out to the paddock, trying his hardest to make sense of his feelings. Was a casual relationship with you what he wanted? He wanted so much more than that.

Lewis knew, deep down in his heart, that he wanted to hold your hand in public, and kiss you right on the lips in front of everyone when you shared a podium. He wanted to be able to call you his, to not just spend the night with you, but to spend all his days with you. But you didn't want that.

Or so he thought.

♥︎☾☁︎

Back at the hotel, Lewis busied himself with working out, trying to push all his frustrations out via the workout. He knew that you were going to turn up in the night, and he looked so damn forward to seeing you each night, but god, he hated it when you left in the morning. Every morning when your warm body slipped out from under the sheet, his arms would tighten for a moment, before your giggle would bring him back to reality and he'd hastily draw back, smiling at you. His favourite moment was when he came to your hotel room in Spain. In the morning, he had woken up before you, and before leaving, he had pressed a little kiss to your forehead. The most gorgeous smile had curled onto your lips, and his heart had melted into a little puddle when you rested your cheek on his hand

And then in Monaco, when he had taken you to his apartment, you had woken up before him, and he had woken up to the sight of you bringing a tray of pancakes and fruits, followed by a soft kiss to his cheek.

It was those moments he cherished, but it was those same moments that confused him.

His train of thought was broken when a knock echoed in the room, as he walked over to the door, opening it to find : you

"Hey" you greeted him, walking in and shedding your jacket. "Hey" he replied, reaching for a towel to wipe the sweat off of his body. "Wow um, is this a bad time?" You asked, eyes trailing down his abs, watching as his body glistened in the fading sun light. "No its fine, I just finished my workout. You hungry?" He continued, biting back a smirk when he saw your eyes roaming his body.

"W-what? Yeah, i, um, suppose - yeah" you murmured, mind already far down the gutter.

"For food darling, not for sex" he said, making you blush and let out a small gasp. "Lewis!" You chided, shoving him softly. "You know you were thinking it" he mumbled, pushing you up against the wall. "Yeah I was" you whispered back, yanking him forward by his shoulders, slamming your lips against his.

Lifting you up from the waist, he pressed his body further into yours, one of his hands wandering down to your ass, squeezing harshly, earning a moan from your lips. Taking the opportunity, he pushed his tongue into your mouth, groaning when you let your core grind against him.

Leading you towards the bed, he stopped in confusion when you stopped him, maneuvering him towards the balcony. "Want you to fuck me against the window or in the balcony" you gasped out, earning a moan from him.

"Right where anyone could see us, hmm? Didn't know you were into that baby" he growled, grabbing your earlobe in between his teeth, earning an airy gasp from you, as the wetness threatened to seep down your legs.

"Mmhmm" was all you could muster, your mind so clouded with desperation you couldn't form a single coherent thought. The only thing you were aware of was that only Lewis could make you feel the pleasure you wanted to feel, only he would take you to that little piece of heaven, only he would hold your hand and fuck you into oblivion, and he would still be there to clean you down with a sponge softly.

"If you insist"

Grabbing you roughly, he slammed your body against the massive hotel room window, ripping the mercedes team shirt you were wearing off of your quivering form, letting it drop to the floor, before he hooked his fingers into the material of your jeans, tugging the denim down your legs

With a soft groan, you pulled his nike shorts down his legs, moaning when his cock came into view, the throbbing in between your legs making you whimper, arousal and need growing tenfold in your tummy.

"Please" you whispered, meeting his eyes, so he could see the pure desperation in your eyes. "Please what?" He said, a certain roughness you hadn't heard before creeping into his voice

"Please fuck me" you moaned, gasping when he brought his hand up to your neck, squeezing ever so slightly. "Oh trust me doll, i will. But first, i want to have you dripping wet and ready for me. I want to make you cum on my fingers, so you're wet and ready for my cock. Do you want my fingers princess?" he continued, feeling his arousal grow when you whimpered and whined.

"Words baby girl. Or I'll just leave you here with your pathetic fingers. I bet you can't even reach all those spots inside you that make you scream, when your tiny little fingers try to please yourself. I bet you just feel like sinking into yourself, but the thought of my fingers keeps you awake. Do you do that, sweet girl? Do you pretend your fingers are mine when you're touching yourself, hmm?'

When you didn't answer, he delivered a smack to your ass, groaning when you moaned at the pleasurable sting. "Yes" you whispered abashed.

"Don't be shy baby. Its okay. I know you feel so good when I love on you. I can see it when you scream my name" and with that, his pointer finger began circling your clit, rubbing circles around it before shifting so he was rubbing the sensitive bud directly.

Your moans of ecstasy were music to his ear, a smile gracing his features, as he let his middle finger slip into you, thrusting it in and out of you. Your soft cry of "fuck" cracked when he shoved his pointer into you as well, scissoring them in and out of you

"Oh fucking hell Lew-" "Shh my darling, i didn't say you could talk, did I?" He said, fingers working at an indescribably quick pace, as the knot in your tummy tightened and threatened to loosen. "I'm gonna-" "go ahead baby" he murmured, using his pointer and thumb to pinch your clit roughly, as you came around his fingers with a scream

"Good girl. You wanna put that pretty little mouth to use somewhere else?" he asked, watching as you dropped to your knees eagerly, (just like I would do irl) reaching up to rest your hands on his hips.

"Someone's eager to suck my cock hmm? Be a good girl for me, and don't waste time" he ordered, a shudder running down his body when your nails traced the veins on his cock, and then as they reached downwards, your thumb circling his tip, collecting his pre cum on your finger. Then you shoved your thumb in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, before sucking softly on your digit, rolling your eyes back. You were snapped back to reality when Lewis roughly yanked your head up, pure arousal clouding his pupils

"You better use your mouth right now, or i swear i will leave you here alone to pleasure yourself" he threatened, moaning when you took his tip into your mouth at once, sucking softly before swirling your tongue upwards.

The feel of your tongue on him made him buck his hips into your mouth, the unexpected movement pushed him quite far back in your mouth, looking up at him, you hollowed out your cheeks, taking more and more of his cock into your mouth, the sounds he was making above you fuelling you. You took him as far back as you could without gagging, as a strangled moan of "Fuck Y/N!"left his lips. He grabbed your hair, tugging upwards, the tingling on your scalp sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. "Fuck baby, you're gonna have to stop now, I really want to fuck you now" he growled out, pulling you up before pushing you towards to balcony railing

Lining up with your entrance, he watched as you let out a shaky breath, eyes falling shut, as you clenched in anticipation.

"Are you sure you want this Y/N?" he asked, eyes searching your face for any sign that he was being too rough, or that you didn't want what was coming next

"Turning your head around to face him, you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. "I've never been more sure baby" was your affirming reply.

Kissing you back with the same fervour, he slowly pushed into you from behind, the both of you groaning in sync when your walls enveloped him. "fuck you feel so good darling. So fucking tight" lewis moaned, making you moan as well as the pleasure coursed through your veins.

Reaching around you, Lewis rubbed your clit while he continued to snap his hips against yours, making your breasts bounce against your chest, your hands gripping the balcony railing for dear life. Thank god it was dark.

He continued to rub and pinch you clit, before swiping his fingers through your wet folds. Then he shoved his fingers into your mouth, prompting you to suck on them

"Be an angel and suck on my fingers for me" he growled, moaning when your mouth eagerly closed around his fingers, sucking them with fervour.

Snapping his hips into you desperately, his hands encircled your waist, pulling you back to meet his thrusts, swishing his fingers around in your mouth. "Fuck baby thats it, i'm gonna cum" he groaned, capturing your earlobe in between his teeth, moaning when you clenched down on him again

"Oh fucking hell-" with a moan, he came into you, pulling his fingers out of your mouth to rub your clit again, sighing with satisfaction when you came around him with a scream of "Lewis!"

Panting, he dragged you back to the bed, both of you collapsing into the covers.

Your chest rising and falling rapidly, you curled up into his chest, letting your head droop onto his shoulder, as his fingers traced his initials onto your hip.

"Well princess, we seem to have a problem here" he said, as you snapped your head up to look at him in confusion.

"I think i'm in love with you"

♡☾☁︎

A/N - part 2? Also feel free to drop a comment, i'd really appreciate it 🤍 thank you so much for reading 🤍

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corrupt-fvcker · 3 years

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Sleeping Positions...

Sleeping Positions HCs ( AoT x GN!reader )

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Zeke Yeager

Warnings: domestic fluff, cuddling, gender neutral reader, sfw, barely there mention of spicy themes

Author’s Note: just some long-ish headcanons about cuddling with my favorite aot boys. request are open but NO S4 SPOILERS PLEASE <3 also feel free to request this HC for a character i didn’t include.

Levi Ackerman:

In the beginning of your relationship, Levi preferred to sleep with some distance between the two of you. He struggled with falling asleep with another lying beside him, waking up at your every slight movement and finding it difficult to let his guard down.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, because if that was the case, you simply wouldn’t even be allowed in his bedroom.

No, it was just because it was a foreign experience to Levi. The thought of sleeping beside you was pleasant, but the reality of it made him quite anxious.

Over time, he grows more comfortable with you. He doesn’t feel the constant need to look his best around you and impress you, meaning you get to see the captain in some more casual clothes and domestic settings.

It starts off with brief naps, whether it be just him sleeping or both of you. He eases into the practice of falling asleep beside you. At first, you’d nap in the same room but in different spaces. Usually with Levi sitting in a plush chair while you sprawled out on the couch.

Then it slowly progressed from there, taking longer and longer naps as your bodies got closer and closer together.

When you finally reach the point in your relationship where both you and Levi are comfortable sleeping beside one another throughout the night, Levi adopts some favorite positions to sleep with you.

Levi loves being the little spoon. He gets cold easily throughout the night, but with you curled around him? He’s able to sleep through the night without having to tug the blankets up once. You feel like a furnace compared to him. But he feels his entire body warm up to a comfortable temperate whenever he feels your stomach and chest pressed against his back.

He consistently wears socks to bed. But don’t you dare tease him about it because he only wears them for you. This man’s feet are freezing. Once he forgot to wear socks to bed and you woke up several times during the night because of his ice-cold feet.

When he’s the only one tired, he likes to nap with his head in your lap. Please, for the love of god, run your fingers through his hair as he drifts off. He will love you forever. He doesn’t mind if you read or, in a modern setting, watch television as he sleeps. As long as he can rest his head in your lap with one of your hands playing with his hair, Levi will be content.

When you’re the one who’s especially tired, Levi doesn’t mind if you use him as a pillow. He struggles with doing nothing for too long, this man likes to be productive. So if he needs to fill out some forms or read over some reports, he’ll happily let you use his body as a pillow as long as he can keep busy. Feel free to rest your head on his lap or shoulder if he needs to fill out some paper work. If all he needs to do is read over some documents, he has no problem lying down with you on his chest as long as he can have his hands free to hold up the book.

Now usually, Levi doesn’t like to feel too crowded. He moves around a little bit in his sleep and he will wake up if he feels trapped or if his movements are restricted. But after some intimate time in the bedroom? Please smother this man while you have the chance. Post-sex Levi is the only version of this man that craves to feel your full body weight on top of him. Yes, lay directly on top of him. He’ll run his hands along your spine and play with your hair, just please don’t leave him alone. He gets a little clingy after sex. He wants to feel taken care of as well as feel that he’s taking care of your needs.

Reiner Braun:

Now this one clings to you when he sleeps.

No matter how much space you want, no matter how far you try to distance yourself, no matter how thick of a pillow barrier you build— Reiner will find you. It doesn’t matter if he’s barely began to drift off or if he’s dead asleep, he’s body will find a way to get to yours.

I strongly stand by the belief that Reiner’s love language is physical affection. This man glows when he’s in your embrace.

If you run your nails along his scalp? He melts. Pepper kisses along his neck and jaw? He turns a dark shade of pink. Wrap your arms around him? He will not let you go for the rest of the evening.

Reiner needs physical touch. He’ll go crazy without it.

Sleeping beside you at night is one of Reiner’s favorite parts of your relationship. Being able to hold you as well as being held has become so special to him.

At night, he will either want you nestled into his side or holding you from behind. He likes to have at least one arm around you, if not both. When you sleep by his side with one of your arms tossed over his torso while your head rests on his chest, he finds it so easy to drift off. Your presence is just so comforting to him. Bonus points if you also have one of your legs thrown over his.

If your not curled up at his side, he likes to fall asleep holding you. He doesn’t mind being the little spoon, he actually loves it, but when he’s able to cradle your entire body with his, he feels all warm and fuzzy inside. He wants to protect you, he needs to protect you. When his body is shielding yours, he can sleep peacefully knowing you’re safely beside him.

Now, if you are particularly exhausted, Reiner has no issue with dropping everything to serve as your personal mattress. He will sprawl out on the couch and heave your body on top of his completely. He’ll either force himself to take a nap with you or find some quite activity to entertain himself while you sleep on top of him. Feel free to nuzzle into his neck or use his limbs as something to hold while you sleep, he wants you to use his body for your needs.

But don’t even think that Reiner is doing this out of the kindness and generosity of his heart. No, he’s just fulfilling his own selfish needs. He’s not sure what it is but there’s just something about having your entire weight on top of him that’s just so comforting. It’s addicting.

Which means that if the tables are turned and it’s Reiner who needs a nap, fully expect him to drag you away from whatever you’re doing to use you as his personal weighted blanket. Like I said, he’s just trying to fulfill his own selfish needs. It has nothing to do with the fact that Reiner’s definitely head over heels in love with you.

Also, regardless of your body type, he will grope and squeeze at any plush area of your body— thighs, ass, tummy, chest — literally any part of your body that Reiner can grab a handful of flesh. He can’t help himself. If you ask him to stop, he’ll try his best to respect your wishes but when he’s drifting off sometimes he forgets and does it anyways. But it doesn’t bother you too much because you know it comes from a place of adoration and love, and you know Reiner would never mock or tease you about your body.

Speaking of which, please retaliate and squeeze his pecs. Refer to them strictly as his “tits”, he doesn’t care what you call them as long as you don’t stop touching him. Reiner is touch starved and will put up with your shit if it means he gains physical affections.

Erwin Smith:

Before you even consider stepping in this man’s bedroom, please take into account that Erwin kicks in his sleep. Hard.

He can’t help himself. He’s not even truly aware that he does it until you let him know about it. And god, does he feel awful.

His long legs become weapons of mass destruction after 9pm. His elbows? Expect to be jabbed with them in the rib cage at least twice.

Again, it’s not intentional... he really can’t help it.

But with that having been said, this man loves to cuddle you. He’ll beg you to fall asleep in his arms if you go on a cuddles strike after getting bruised up the previous night.

It isn’t until Erwin accidentally jabs his elbow into your eye during the night that you tell him that you’re gonna start sleeping on the couch if he doesn’t clean up his act. From then on, all he’s allowed to hold is your hand at night. You enforce two sides of the mattress, your hands meeting at the middle.

And it does kill him a little on the inside.

So his solution? Soak up as much cuddles during the daytime as possible.

He enforces a mandatory cuddle time after work and just before dinner. He prefers holding you but he really doesn’t care what position you lay in as long as you’re close to him.

Erwin can usually sit pretty still during naps, he doesn’t full transform into a professional boxer until he’s at least 2 hours of sleep in.

Which means he pushes bedtime a little later than usual so that you both have time for a thirty minute nap during the day.

Erwin lives for these naps. Those thirty minutes? Yeah, that’s what gets him through the day.

He doesn’t even care if he’s not tired, he’ll force himself to lay down so that he has an excuse to hold you for a little while.

And don’t think he’s above tricking you into giving him more cuddles. In modern times, he’ll turn off your alarm clock on the weekends so that he has more time to give you some lazy morning love. And no, he doesn’t want to watch your cheesy rom-com movie for the millionth time, but he will sit beside you because that means that he has a ninety minute excuse to hold you.

He will also pull you into his lap anytime you two are alone. If you don’t want to give him physical affection at night, he’ll just demand more during the day.

Now, if he’s ever feeling under the weather or emotionally exhausted, Erwin doesn’t give two shits about your pillow barrier or imaginary mattress boundary, he’s falling asleep with you pulled as close as possible. And you’ve got a soft spot of the commander, so you allow it. When he’s not feeling 100 percent, it’s your turn to do all the holding. Rub his back, play with his hair— god, just touch him.

All he wants is for you to spend some time with him. And if you throw in some cuddles, he’ll love you forever.

Zeke Yeager:

Definitely the type pretend that he’s above all the gushy, tooth-rotting sweetness of nighttime cuddles. But he’s also the type to send a death glare in your direction when you pull away from him at night.

“Uh... do you want me to stop?”

“Did I say I wanted you to stop??”

He’s stubborn to admit that his favorite part of his day is when you get all clingy at nighttime.

Please, please, please scratch along his jaw and rake your fingers through his beard. This motherfucker will have to bite his tongue from stopping the whimper from escaping his throat.

At nighttime, if you remove his glasses for him so that you can pepper kisses along his face? He’ll melt on the inside.

When the two of you sleep beside each other, Zeke likes to either spoon or have an arm wrapped around you.

Zeke runs a little hotter than most, so if he’s feeling a little too hot at night, he’ll settle with wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Not super close, but close enough to know that you’re there.

Otherwise, Zeke enjoys being the big spoon. He loves to curl his body around yours, his arms wrapped securely around your waist as he nuzzles his nose to the nape of your neck. And yes, he will sleep with his nose buried in your hair for the rest of the night if it means he gets to smell your shampoo.

If he’s particularly stressed, sometimes he awakes during the night to smoke a cigarette. And while he does a pretty good job at crawling out of bed without waking you, you always seem to notice his absence and find him.

If he’s not ready to come back to bed yet, feel free to curl up in his lap and fall asleep with him as your pillow. He’ll finish off his cigarette and hold you for awhile before hauling you both back to bed.

If he’s ready to go back to sleep by the time you find him, he’ll wordlessly stomp out his cigarette and guide you back to bed with his hand resting on the small of your back.

Now regardless of the time of day or night, be careful when cuddling Zeke... he will definitely try to turn it into something more if he’s feeling frisky. He’s always feeling frisky.

Now if you’re tired during the day and in need of a nap, have fun trying to wrangle him onto a couch or bed. This man does not like wasting time, no matter how much he enjoys holding you. But if you’re lucky — and I mean really lucky — Zeke may have the afternoon off and will let you use him as your pillow.

He’ll turn on a nice and mellow record, maybe even smoke a cigarette as you sleep on his chest. Though don’t expect him to stay in one spot for too long, he gets antsy. Like Levi, he likes to feel productive even if the occasional relaxed evening is something he enjoys.

Now, on the rare occasion that Zeke needs a nap, fully expect him to be grumpy. Almost like a child who has gone too long without a nap. Actually, exactly like that.

He will try to steal you away from your activities to help lure him to sleep. Yes, that means petting his hair and scratching his beard until he falls asleep.

But if you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine and tell him that you’re too busy to act as his own personal pillow, expect him to pout for the rest of the day and then get ten times clingier at bedtime. Like I said, Zeke’s stubborn. He will take a nap on the couch in living room instead of your bedroom just to prove to you that he doesn’t need your cuddles in order to fall asleep. But as soon as you both climb into bed for the night, Zeke will be on your like a parasite. Don’t expect to have any say in the cuddling position if you refused him cuddles earlier that day, this is Zeke’s time to get his fill and he gets to choose the sleeping position.

Oh, and just a heads up: Zeke tends to snore in his sleep.

Luckily, it’s not too loud. Just a slightly audible rumble that comes from the back of his throat when he’s totally exhausted. But on occasions, it has woken you up.

But don’t worry, if you use this as leverage it’s more likely that Zeke will cuddle you during your daytime nap... or he’ll just tease you. Maybe both.

And don’t think I won’t go without mentioning that your desire for Zeke’s physical affection doesn’t boost his ego to the max. Oh, he lives for the days that you beg for him to hold you or play with your hair. It awakens something primal and possessive within him, knowing that you need his touch in order to fall asleep soundly. And before you ask, yes, he does tease you and mock you about it at every given chance. My best advice? Give him a taste of his own medicine.

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its-deputy-caleb · 3 years

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Karl Heisenberg HC’s

okay so i’m actually in love with this man and i couldn’t help but write some soft generic HC’s for him! this is really rushed and unedited but i hope it’s good anyway!! it’s unedited like always and is pretty gender neutral so that everyone can enjoy!

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Karl Heisenberg has always had difficulty in letting his walls down. He’s got this metal wall around him, and it’s not just the gates outside his factory. This poor man has been lonely for some time now, sealing his heart away behind a metal wall.

He’s always found it difficult to talk to people, always trying to act confident and like a know-it-all but deep down he’s missed having someone who he can really be comfortable with.

That’s when he found you one day by the gates of Castle Dimitrescu bleeding and barely clinging to life. You had deep gashes along your abdomen, a tell tale sign that you had escaped from the wrath of his sister.

At first Karl had no idea how to interact with you. After he took care of your wounds and did his best to patch you up and wipe the blood from your face, he looked down at your sleeping form dumbfounded.

He couldn’t deny that he thought you were beautiful even with the bruise on your temple and the slight cut to your lip so to distract his shaking hands he gently wrapped a blanket over your shoulders and hoped you’d be okay.

It was awkward at first, Karl spent most of his time tinkering away in his factory working on projects, doing his best to perfect his machines for his army but he found himself slowly wanting to spend more time with you. He began to leave his workshop more and more to see you and he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it.

One night when you weren’t in his quarters his heart broke. The small living room was empty from where you usually sat on the couch reading. The room was dark without you in it, the air in the room thick without your sweet laughter and smile to keep it light and Karl realised just how much he wanted you to stay...

However, when you walked through the door holding a bag of fine meats and fruits from a trip to the Duke, all walls Karl hoped in keeping up came crumbling down.

He instantly rushed into your arms, his slightly taller frame knocking the bag from your hand as he clung to you for dear life, hiding in your shoulder.

A stray sob fell from his lips as he felt your arms wrap around him, for the first time since childhood Karl didn’t feel like the world had abandoned him. Your fingers moved through his hair in soothing motions as you held him. The food completely forgotten.

“Don’t leave, please... I don’t want you to go”

You two spend a lot of time together after that. Each night you’d stay up late chatting about all sorts of things that interested you both. Some nights you would tell Karl all about your life before you were captured by his sister and your favourite things to do around the village.

Other nights Karl would tell you all about his latest projects and experiments which ended up with you falling asleep when the sun was coming up, your face tucked under his chin as you fell asleep cuddling together.

Eventually he’d open up to you about some of the darker things that trouble him like his past and his big plan to betray Mother Miranda but you wipe away any stray tears and kiss him gently, promising to remain by his side until the very end.

That’s when he felt it, the feeling of comfort and home, he couldn’t help but kiss you again, needing that constant touch of yours that makes his heart melt and heat rush to his cheeks.

He practically melts into you, treating you so gently with lingering kisses and tender hands along you face and in your hair. He’s gonna worship every part of you because he’s so happy that you want him back and he wants to cherish that forever.

Of course, he’s absolutely shit scared to lose you as well so he’s extremely over protective of you. Half of it is that he doesn’t want any of his family near you because he knows the minute Miranda or Alcina hears about you they’re stop at nothing to take you away, but the other half is that he doesn’t want you to leave. He doesn’t want the loneliness to come crawling back and he’d never forgive himself if something happened to you.

He’s very clingy in that he always wants physical contact because he’s touch starved. He’s constantly going to want to hold hands or cuddle up to you or even just have an arm wrapped around you when you go for walks because he craves your affection.

Karl is extremely creative and finds working with metal extremely calming and almost therapeutic so he’s going to be bringing you all the gifts he can craft.

At night when you both lie in bed together, he’ll take the opportunity to worship everything about you. Kissing all over your body, leaving light bites and marks that make you shiver. He’ll whisper in your ear how much he loves you, how beautiful he thinks you are and how he is the luckiest man alive to have you in his life.

“Fuck... you’re so beautiful- I love you...”

He’ll kiss along the scars on your stomach, left there by his sister’s long claws, vowing that no one will ever hurt you like that again. He’s promised himself that he’ll protect you, making a mental note to get revenge on his sister for ever hurting the only person he could ever love.

#karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #RE8 #alcina dimitrescu #gn!reader #resident evil headcanons #i love him 🥺🥺#donna beneviento #salvatore moreau

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SDV Bachelors’ Love Languages (hc) and a little bit of kinks

Who said they were never going to do headcanons again? Not me!

Why? Because I’m addicted to Stardew. Also finding pictures of these men to make good headers is difficult. I just gave up.

Some of these are NFSW!

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Shane: Acts of Service and Physical Touch

Shane is worried that you’re going to think he thinks you can’t handle yourself when he tries to make your life as easy and comfortable as possible. This isn’t true at all. He thinks that you work incredibly hard and wants to be there for you to take the break you deserve.

He likes to wake up early to help you with the animals like how he did on his aunt’s ranch. The stability and routine of it is comforting to him because it’s life with you.

If you’re not up and watering crops by the time he’s done with the animals, he’ll make breakfast for you

He loves making you breakfast in bed, typically an omelette made with fresh milk and eggs. He’ll do hashbrowns too if you have potatoes in stock/ready to harvest.

A service switch. His biggest turn on is getting you off, so he wants to make sure you’ve cum several times before he starts working on himself. If there’s anything new you want to try, just talk to him. He’ll try anything once if he thinks it’ll make you happy. He usually doms, but if you want to be on top, don’t hesitate to ask; he’ll gladly let you.

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Sebastian: Quality Time and Physical Touch

Isn’t really one for showing affection in any way until he really is sure that his feelings are reciprocated. Once he’s sure of how you feel, this man is nothing short of romantic.

While dating or before, just when he realizes he’s starting to fall, he tells you to come visit anytime. He likes when you’re just there. This carried over into married life.

Sebastian is still a loner and an introvert. He wants to spend time with you but he feels smothered if the two of you are always doing something together. He wants to be in the same area as you and loves sitting with you and reading his comics while you scroll through your phone. Before you were married, he loved when you’d visit while he was working, even if all you did was take a nap on his couch after mining all morning.

He’s not one for PDA, but will hold your hand at festivals if you really want to. When you’re at home, or in his room before you’re married, this man will absolutely cling to you. He wants to snuggle during movie nights. He falls asleep spooning you. He wants to hold you and watch while you cook dinner. He wants to lay in your lap and have you play with his hair.

A little bit of words of affirmation, but this is because he’s not sure how to show how he feels and wants to make sure you know. He also wants to be reassured of how you feel and hearing it is nice.

Body worship. Seb loves every part of you. While he may not be very vocal about it, he’s not gonna leave any part of you unloved, smothering you with kisses and soft whispered praises. Seb loves going down on you and making you feel good.

He’s a bit of a masochist. He loves when you’re rough with him. Pulling his hair and scratching his back. He also has a sadistic streak though, if he gets the okay from you. He enjoys pulling your hair and edging you until you’re crying for him.

Seb is also probably into bdsm because of the level of trust. There’s a lot of things he wants to try and he’s excited to finally have someone he trusts enough to try it with. Fully trusting someone is very important to him. Once he had the okay from you, nothing is off the table. This man wants to try everything from bondage to choking to knife play.

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Elliot: Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch

This man is a writer, so there is no shortage of love notes in your lunchbox/tacklebox/backpack.

You’re his muse. You inspire all his writings. Even if a poem looks like it’s about the sea or some other part of nature, it’s really about you.

Elliot is really going for that Jane Austen type feeling of romance. Leaning into that, Elliot loves dancing with you in your home.

Hearing how you feel is very important to Elliot. He likes to start the day with a kiss and hearing “I love you!”

Pet names! Elliot is going to call you “honey”, “sweetheart”, “cherie”, “darling”. He’ll call you his turtle if he thought he could make it romantic.

Elliot finds warmth in your touch and he’s obviously going to tell you this in the most poetic way possibly.

Elliot is one to mindlessly trace patterns over your skin as the two of you are cuddling and he loves having his hair played with.

Praise. Kink. He’s going to shower you in praises. He’s going to call you his good girl/boy. He’s gonna tell you that you’re taking him oh so well. “You’re doing great baby, just like that.”

Elliot is also going to smother you in kisses. Elliot’s kisses are very passionate, as is sex with him. Elliot prefers heavy passionate love making.

The praise kink goes both ways. He loves when you tell him how good he feels and beg him not to stop, right. “You’re so good, daddy,” will make this man feral.

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Harvey: Acts of Service and Quality Time

Harvey is very busy as the only doctor in town, so his time is incredibly precious to him. That being said, any time spent with you means the world to Harvey.

Harvey loves trying to help make your life easier. He also appreciates when you do little things for him, like pack a lunch for him to take to the office.

Harvey is very awkward, so words and touch don’t mean a lot to him. He’ll tell you how he feels if he wants you

Role play. I’ve had so many people tell me this one and ya know. I cannot disagree. Harvey absolutely goes nuts when you call him “captain” and when you bought that flight attendant outfit.

He’s also not above going down to his office after hours and “curing your hysteria.”

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Alex: Words of Affirmation and Acts of Service

Like Alex always needs to hear about how he’s gonna be a great sports star, he always needs to hear that you love him.

But Alex is also going to tell you every day how much he loves you, how much you mean to him.

You never have to worry about what to wear because Alex thinks you look beautiful in everything and let’s you know it.

Alex isn’t really one for touching. With his past, he’s probably adverse to touch at first, but will eventually relax into your touch.

While it may have started out with him having to prove his masculinity, Alex found that he genuinely enjoys doing things for you. He’s learning how to fix things and do farm work to make your life easier.

Alex is the least kinkiest here. If you ask to try something new, he’ll probably just be like “a new position?” Not that he wouldn’t be excited to try a new position.

I think he could also be convinced to do some light bondage.

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Sam: Physical Touch and Gift Giving

Sam is very touchy-feely from the get go. He’s not afraid of PDA at all. He wants his arm around you at all times. He’s stealing kisses at every opportunity.

Sam wants to be all over you. If you’re sitting, Sam will somehow find his way into your lap. He’s like a puppy. If he fits, he sits; if he don’t fit, he will make himself fit.

Sam doesn’t necessarily go out and buy you gifts. Instead, he gives you flowers he picked and things like that.

Sam would absolutely get you matching stuffed animals he won at a festival.

Sam would also write songs for you! He’s just so excited that he runs straight for you, guitar in hand, and starts playing.

Sam, like Alex, probably isn’t as kinky as the others. Sam probably likes to tease and spank, but with Sam, sex is definitely goofy. It’s a great time when you’re both laughing.

#stardew valley #sdv headcanons #sdv shane #sdv sebastian #sdv elliott #sdv harvey #sdv alex #sdv sam #sdv bachelors #x reader headcanons #guess who my favorite is lmaoo #Sebastian is so fine #and for what

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l0v3lyr0ses · 2 years

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hey love! i read your security breach s/o headcanons and i am absolutely enamored with how you portray moon — it’s literally SO canon to me <333 may i request further headcanons in relation to moon as a s/o? thank you so much, and happy holidays! <3

Aaa, thank you so much!! Sure thing, happy holidays to you too <3 idk what pronouns you wanted the reader to be so it'll be gender neutral here

um these are bit shorter but for some reason i truly believed someone like me who sucks ass at writing would be able to write long HCs-

im not gonna lie sun and moon's official names are fucking confusing bc some ppl say sunrise/moondrop while others say sun/moon pls give me explainations-

im not sure if I understood correctly bc I have a few learning disabilities which make it sometimes difficult to understand things-

I'm sorry if I wrote it wrong, pls contact me and explain sjsj

um, i spent the day trying to make this longer but then my parents made me go shopping with them but im pretty satisfied with this result! and i hope you are too anon :D

Moon as your s/o HCs

Dating Moon would certainly be for the patient ones!

it takes time for Moon to properly open up to someone and in truth, he's never really opened up to anyone before you.

tho he's also scared that if he opens up that you'll leave him

also, Moon took ages trying to figure out his feelings before you established a romantic relationship

and then spent even more time building up the courage to act on his feelings.

everything takes a bit of time with Moon, it even took a few weeks for him to feel comfortable being close to you

bc he thinks he doesn't deserve you and will hug you too tight and accidentally kill you

he just needs time and comfort and a lot of reassurance

Moon loves holding your hand and giving back hugs <3

he'd also melt if you peppered his face in kisses

surprisingly Moon is quite affectionate, even if he sometimes denies it

Moon wants you to know just how much he loves you

He will let you nap on his shoulder during the night shifts

Moon will scold you if you get hurt, no matter if you did it or not

he lowkey thinks that humans are so fragile and that you have to be careful, if you fall what if then you bleed to death and die

he's always watching over you,wherever you are in the pizza plex he isn't far off.

not bc he's planning to spook you so much that you shit your pants-

Moon hates it when you aren't in the daycare, he won't admit but he finds it lonely without you.

sometimes he'll sneak out of the daycare and carry you back

he gets moody if you aren't with him or moodier than usual

you call him Moody Moony

it sends him into outer space with how much it irritates him-

Moon likes hearing about your day, what you did during the day? (who you talked with for research purposes), what groceries you bought, he wants to know everything about you.

Moon likes reading your bedtime stories, even if you're too old for that.

Moon will do it especially if you're not feeling well for whatever reason, he hopes bedtimes stories and his presence will cheer you up

he will also tell you that no matter what you're still his darling which he loves so much <3

he may call you mean nicknames, like dumbass but he does love you.

Moon has low energy levels, even tho he can't really 'sleep' he'd love to cuddle you while you sleep!

Moon thinks you look precious completely vulnerable and relaxed as you are when asleep

Every time you say goodbye, he always gives you a long hug and tries making up excuses and making messes to keep you with him longer.

#Moondrop #daycare attendant #fnaf #security breach #moondrop x reader #security breach x reader

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scuttling · 3 years

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Daddy's Home

Fandom: Criminal Minds Pairings: Aaron Hotchner/Female Reader Word Count: 3,388 Tags: 18+, NSFW, Dom/sub, Daddy kink, Oral sex, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Anal sex, Spit kink, Come sharing, Breeding kink, Dirty talk, Aftercare, This is legitimately so filthy Summary: Aaron has been out of town for ten days, and when he finally gets home, you’re both desperate to make up for lost time. *Requested by @arsonhotchner Link to A03 or read below! Aaron has been out of town for ten days. Ten. Days. It’s misery.

You’re usually completely understanding when he has to take a case, because his job is important, and you know you have his undivided attention when he returns. You don’t have children, you’re fine staying by yourself, so most of the time it’s a minor inconvenience—ruined plans here, a postponed date night there—and nothing too pressing. And the sex is always great when he gets back.

This time, it’s different. Three back-to-back cases and a delayed flight later, and he’s finally on his way home. You’ve spoken every night since he left, and he has sounded increasingly more tired, more worn out; you can’t wait to be in his arms, warm and content in bed.

Before that, though, you both have other needs that will have to be met, because you mutually decided not to masturbate while he was gone, and you’re both feeling very... pent up.

Usually, you’d tease him while he was away, texting and sending pictures, maybe a video, all in good fun, but this isn’t the time for sexy texts or teasing or lingerie. You are both desperate, aching for each other, wild with need physically and emotionally; his touch anchors you, your touch anchors him, and right now you are both lost at sea, bobbing offshore, so close but so far away.

He will be home within the hour, so you do what any good girl would do: take a hot bath, prepare your holes, lay down a blanket in front of the door, and kneel on it and wait for Aaron to come home.

You exist to serve him, to please him, to be used by him, to make him feel good—and because making you feel good makes him feel good, you receive everything you give back tenfold. That’s the part most people don’t understand, but you and Aaron are on the same wavelength, always; you know he will need this, and he knows you will need this, and he knows you will be ready for him.

When he opens the door, sees you waiting, pretty and perfect and bare, he exhales, and all the tension leaves his body in a wave of relief. He sets his bags down, takes off his shoes, and then gets down on the blanket with you, presses one very controlled kiss to your mouth.

“Baby girl.” His voice is rough with everything he’s not saying, and you nod, press your forehead against his, because you feel it too.

“Daddy. I want to give you whatever you need,” you tell him, your breath on his lips. “I’m ready for anything, please tell me how I can serve you, daddy.” He swallows hard at your admission, knows exactly what you mean.

“Ready for anything, sweet girl? Turn over and let me see.” You obey—of course you do—and lay flat on your stomach so he can see that you’re wearing your plug properly. It’s not cutesy, just simple black silicone with a ring at the end that he can slip his finger into when it’s time to pull it out; he doesn’t put his finger through it now, just palms your ass, spreads it a little, and admires your handiwork. “Good girl, getting your ass ready for daddy. Do you want me to fuck it?” he asks, leaning in to brush your hair away from your ear. His voice gives you goosebumps, chills.

“I want you to do whatever will please you, daddy.” It’s the right thing to say, and it earns you a slightly harder kiss when he turns you on your back.

“That’s right, sweetheart, you do. Kind, loving girl. You want to please daddy with your body. It’s your purpose.” You lick your lips, and you can feel your eyes getting heavy already.

“Yes, daddy, it’s my purpose. Which hole would you like to fill, daddy?”

“First,” he says, and you wait for more, but it doesn’t come. You furrow your brow, confused, and he leans in and places a kiss on your forehead. “Which hole would I like to fill first.” He guides you to sit up, then puts his strong arms around you, lifts you up and carries you to bed, sets you on the edge. “Tonight, angel, daddy is going to breed you full of come to make up for the last ten days I’ve been away. I’m going to fill your pretty mouth, and then your sweet pussy, and then your tight ass, until I’m leaking out of you. If I’m not done coming by that point, I’ll just keep fucking it into you anyway.”

You whimper. You can’t imagine you’ll be coherent for all of that, but it makes your pussy ache and throb when you think about it. He’s going to be so good to you.

“On your knees, baby.” You slide off the bed, sink to them, and he points to the wall closest to you, the one with the full-length mirror against it. “Over there, back against the wall.” You crawl where he wants you, kneel and wait, and he makes his way over, pulls the mirror up beside you so you’d have to turn your head to look at it.

He unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants, and pushes them down; you open your mouth, because you always open your mouth when presented with daddy’s cock, and then he puts his hands gently on your head and just says watch.

It’s hard to watch without being able to move your head, and you can’t move your head because he’s slowly pumping into your mouth, but you make sure to keep your eyes on the mirror as best you can. Daddy will understand, as long as you try.

“Oh, fuck. So good for me, sweet girl, watching yourself be used by daddy—does it feel good?”

You press your hands hard against his thighs and moan around his length as it strokes over your tongue, the best you can do when he’s inching his way toward the back of your throat; he knows what you want to say, though, how good it feels to be filled, how you know you’re special because you’re the only person in the world Aaron feels this comfortable with, the only one he’s ever shown this side of himself to.

“Yes, baby. I’m going to come fast, since I’ve been without you for so long; we’ll take a break, and cuddle, and when I’m hard again I’ll come in your pussy. You’re going to be filled up soon, bred full of me, full of babies and come. You earned it, waiting so patiently for me to get home, waiting by the door open and ready.” He moves faster, but less deep, caresses your cheeks to feel the way they hollow and then bulge while he fucks your mouth.

When he comes, you both moan, sounds of pleasure and contentment; you don’t swallow right away, hold his come in your mouth instead, and when he pulls out you lose a little, dribbling down your chin, mixed with spit and clinging to your skin. Aaron gets down on one knee, swipes a thumb over it and licks it away.

“Perfect, messy girl. You can swallow for daddy in one second, but first I want you to open up and show me.” It’s an easy request, one you expected; when he sees your mouth full of him, he groans, exhales, takes your face in his hands and tips your head back so you swallow it. “Good girl. We’ll have to find other ways to keep your mouth full throughout the night; I’ll think of something.”

He helps you to your feet, slides the mirror against the wall, and lays you back on the bed while he takes off the rest of his clothes; watching him undress is soothing, when you’re so worked up, the slip and slide of fabric over his skin. He climbs on top of you, solid and warm, and wraps his arms around you, tips you both so you’re laying on your sides.

“I missed you so, so much.” You breathe against his lips, hands skimming up the length of his back. “Being without you for that long is torture.” He smiles softly, kisses your mouth.

“Unfortunately, I was responsible for stopping some actual torture, but I agree. It was extremely difficult, and I’d be happy to never do that again.” He kisses you some more, soft and sensual slides of tongue, brings his hand between your thighs and teases you where you’re slick and hot. “Not going to stop touching you for the next three days, okay?”

“Perfect,” you sigh, curling your leg over his hip to give him more room, and he presses two fingers inside you, moves his other broad palm to your ass and squeezes.

“Such a good girl, soft and wet for me. I can’t wait to sink inside you, fill you up so deep, come right in your womb.” You grip his hair tightly, get close for kisses, panting, and he thrusts his fingers more quickly inside you, then moves the hand on your ass to wiggle the plug a little.

“Oh, fuck. Daddy please.” It’s impossible to say what feels better; when you’ve gone without him, without an orgasm, for ten days, every sensation is so heightened. Your whole body is alight with pleasure. “Please can I come, please make me come.”

“Shh, it’s okay, I’ll make you come. Daddy will take care of you; don’t I always?” He gets his arm around your waist, urges you to scoot up a bit, then moves his hand to the plug again, slowly removes it, replaces it with two fingers.

The sounds you make while he fucks you with both hands are a breathless combination of whimpers and moans; your body doesn’t know how to react, wants to press against both. You wrap your arms around his back, digging your nails into his skin, and he constantly alternates between shushing you and kissing you until you come trembling against his hands.

“Mmm, god, daddy.” You nuzzle against his throat, his cheek, delighting in the scrape of his five o’clock shadow against your face, and he whispers your name, presses his lips to your shoulder. When you reach a hand down, he is hard against his stomach, and you pull back to look into his eyes. “What next, daddy?”

“Hmm. Think I want you with your ass up high while I pound into your pussy; it’s so wet for me now, I can’t resist.” He slides his fingers out, presses the plug back into your ass, moves away from you so you can get into the position he wants; he reaches forward for a pillow and puts it under your head with a caress, and you wrap your arms around it, get comfortable. It probably won’t take long for him to spill inside you, but your eyes are heavy, and you’re hot all over, and you just want to lay still and be used. Luckily for you, that’s exactly what he’s looking for.

You’re at the foot of the bed, hips up high, feet sticking out over the edge, and Aaron comes up to stand behind you, puts his hands on your ass, and thrusts fully inside.

“Yes, baby, good baby girl. You feel so good. Won’t be long before I come, and you’ll be sloppy for me, leaking. You have to try to keep it inside for me, I’ll help you; if you want to be full of my babies, you’ll have to keep it inside.”

His body is hard against your ass as he slams in again and again, filling you just right, making your toes curl; you moan into your pillow, clutch it tightly as he praises you, endless compliments about your pretty, wet pussy and how good your ass feels in his hands.

“Thank you, daddy, I’m happy it-it pleases you, daddy.” He moves faster, digs his fingers into your flesh, humps his hips hard, and you whine, moan his name, start bucking your hips back. “Oh, please, please, breed me, daddy. Fill me with babies, so close, daddy.” He groans, takes one hand off of you and hooks his finger around the plug again, pulls it out just to lean in and spit on your hole. It shouldn’t be that sexy, but it makes your eyes roll back with pleasure, and you abandon your pillow to get your hands underneath you, on your breasts, squeezing roughly while he fucks you and rubs the pad of his thumb through his saliva.

“That’s it, baby, come for me. My perfect slut, getting all of her holes filled by daddy tonight. Come on this cock, baby girl, for daddy.” You don’t need to be told twice, as he slams into you so hard your ass shakes, as he presses a finger into you where you’re slick with his spit, and you come just before he does, loud and frantic. You like to think it’s his name on your lips that brings him over the edge, and he presses forward, his body flush against yours, and fills you with his come.

You are a panting, sweating mess after that, and he is, too. He pulls out carefully, rolls you onto your back, and grabs another pillow, puts it under you so your hips are tilted up. He climbs up between your legs, lays on your body, and you don’t even mind how hot his skin feels, you just want to touch him, stay covered by him.

“Oh, love you daddy,” you murmur, and you drape your hands over him; it’s all you have the energy for. He kisses your cheek, your neck, soft and slow.

“I love you, sweet girl. You can rest a moment. Do you want anything? Water or a blanket or a snack?”

“Hmm, no, I’m okay for now… Except my mouth is empty, daddy,” you say with a pout, and he kisses it, then presses two fingers into your mouth to open it up.

“Good girl, that’s right. I promised I’d think of something; stay still.” He moves down your body, kissing gentle and wet as he goes, and then he ducks between your thighs and licks your opening, curls his tongue inside. You groan, not just at the feeling, but at the implication: a mix of both of your come, from your pussy to his mouth, on the way up to yours—it’s a wonder you don’t pass out.

He kisses you, sloppy and deep, his tongue slipping against yours so you can taste everything, then adds some spit for good measure; there’s no shortage of it, they way you’re kissing, and when he pulls back you sink against the pillows, too tired to hold your head up.

He rests his head between your breasts, listens to your heartbeat and runs his hand up and down your body; it’s warm and comfortable, and you’d drift to sleep, you almost do, but you remember there’s one thing left, and you make a soft sound in your throat. Aaron peers up at you, touches your face, and you press against his palm.

“Ready for more, daddy. Are you?” You lick your lips and he shifts up onto his knees—yes, he’s ready, cock hard and thick for you—and he gets his hands under your hips, pulls you closer, eases the plug out.

You prepared yourself well, but will need more lube for him to fit comfortably, and he climbs off the bed and reaches for it on the bedside table where you left it. He leans in for a few warm kisses, then gets back on his knees on the bed, works a few thick, wet fingers into you, then slicks up his cock and presses that slowly inside.

“Oh god, hmm, yeah.” It feels good, but so snug, and he pumps easy and shallow so you can get used to having him there. He rubs a thumb gently over your wet, spent pussy, lovingly between the lips, and you reach down to hold yourself open, to make it a little easier on you both.

“Perfect, angel. So tight for me; it barely fits, but we make it work, don’t we, sweetheart?” You nibble your bottom lip, nod, breathe, because being tense only makes it worse and it feels so good when you let it. “I’m the only one who’s ever been here, aren’t I? I’m the only one you’ve ever given this to.”

“Yes, daddy. Only you,” you sigh, and he starts moving a little quicker, a little deeper; it just feels good now, his cock so big and hard inside you, tight like you’re made for each other. He rubs your pussy with purpose, now your opening and your clit, and you know you’re looking up at him with such sappy, sweet affection in your eyes because he’s looking at you with everything you feel mirrored back in his.

“Going to fill you up; never going to leave you like that again, if I can help it.” You hum, smile, move into his thrusts just a little.

“Yes, daddy. Missed you too much.” Your mouth falls open in a moan when he fucks his hips hard against yours, your breasts jumping with each full, deep thrust, and then the moans become constant, each time he’s completely inside you. It’s like a switch is flipped, and you go from sweet baby to desperate, feral slut in an instant. “Oh, come in me, daddy. Want you to fill me up, breed my body. Claim my ass, daddy, ruin me for everyone but you.”

“Fuck, baby.” He groans, thrusts faster, rubs your pussy harder, and you throw your head back and moan, your chest heaving. “I’ll breed your ass—no babies this way, but when you come you’ll still be full of me, and when your little pussy flutters it will just sink deeper, sweetheart. Your belly will swell for daddy, and you’ll be owned by daddy—even more than you are now. Isn’t that right?”

“Oh, god, yes daddy. Fuck me, daddy, breed me daddy, please.”

He’s getting close, it’s clear, and he pulls your body flush against his, one hand wrapped around your thigh, and pounds harder inside you, checks your face to make sure that’s okay; it’s so okay, and you nod because you know he likes the reassurance he’s not being too rough when you do this.

“Feels good, want your come, daddy. Want you to come in my ass and spit in my mouth—I’m begging, daddy, begging.”

You fuck hard against him, so desperate, dig your nails into his thighs and climax, and he follows, holding you tight and coming hot inside you. He fucks you through it, and you can feel his come pushed back and forth by the head of his dick; it’s delicious, maddening, and you don’t stop shaking for a long time, until he’s pulling out and lifting your body and holding you in his arms.

“Good girl, sweet girl, all used up by daddy, filled up with daddy,” he murmurs, rubbing your back and gently kissing your lips. Your head sags, your body drained of energy, but he tilts it up and gets you to open your mouth, licks at your tongue, pooling saliva on his while you moan, soft and wrecked into the kiss. You swallow hard when he pulls back, your eyelids fluttering, and he lays you down on the bed, brushes your hair back out of your face. “What do you need, baby? Bath or shower? Blanket, food, cuddles?”

You hum, because it all sounds good, but ultimately murmur, “shower, please, and then food and cuddles on the couch.”

He is so good to you, as always, cleaning you up, washing and conditioning your hair, letting you lean against him, sleepy and boneless, while he does all the work. He orders from your favorite restaurant, then gets you into a pair of his sweats, and you cuddle on the couch with a movie until the food comes; you don’t watch it, just lay on top of him, warm and content in his arms.

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