#YES my captions are cheesy but like this man makes me so soft like i just wanna tenderly hold him hehe

[kuroosweakness]

hellooo lia! it’s so late atm, but i really felt like sending you some more kuroo hcs bc i feel like i haven’t done so in a while :O and you deserve to wake up to some soft kuroo moments <3

when you two are walking around indoors or outdoors and kuroo realizes that your shoe is untied, he gently ushers you to the side and bends down to tie your shoe for you (but when he gets up, he taps his cheek twice so you can repay him w a kiss !!)

i think he’s a very family-oriented person and yearns for strong family bonds. so, when he’s visiting your family w you, he spends so much time w everyone! whether it be helping your mom in the kitchen, or asking to see your baby pictures (which he takes pictures of and saves to make fun of w you later), or watching whatever show your siblings are obsessed w. he even spends time w your pet!! giving it a lil belly massage and baby-talking to it <3 a true sweetheart

when it’s raining at night, he likes to pull the blanket over the two of you and watch funny videos on his phone to get your mind off of the booming thunder and sudden flashes of light. his laughter fills your ears :)

kuroo coming home from work and you can just see how excited he is to see you. why? bc he found out some drama from the marketing department. he has to share it w you! he loves how you’re able to keep up w his stories from work. he just gets so giddy bc his personality outside of work is so different than his professional one and it’s so cute to see this tall man in a suit and tie rambling excitedly about drama :,)

“hi pretty!!! i have so much to tell you. you know mina from marketing?”

“is that the one who went on maternity leave last month?”

“no silly, that was mika. mina’s the one who drank too much at that last company gathering. anyway, apparently mina…”

he’d definitely take pictures of you when you’re facetiming him! he’d have a lil album in his camera roll just for candid pictures of you <3 pls you would know when he does this bc it tells you when he screenshots but you let him have his fun. he had a screenshot of you stuffing your face w food (bc facetime lunch dates at work!) as his lockscreen for SO LONG pls stop him

if he was doing work in his room or gaming on his computer (w kenma <3), he’d be overjoyed if you came to watch him. knowing that you’d want to spend time w him even though he isn’t doing anything interesting makes him feel all warm. he’d encourage you to sit on his lap and he’d also explain everything that he’s doing so you don’t get bored!! (ofc nothing is better than cuddling up to him and hearing him talk about something he’s passionate about)

i feel like after a long day of work, he can still talk to you for hours. so you two are lying in bed, unwinding as you discuss your busy days. he’d talk about anything and everything on his mind. he’d notice how your eyes start to droop, and he’ll lower his voice and let his words come to an end. kissing your forehead gently, he’ll feel happy bc he helped ease you into a good night’s sleep. he always goes to sleep after you’ve fallen asleep, whether it’s to take pictures of you, admire your smooshed cheeks against his chest, or to ensure that you’re comfortable before he places his pillows around his head and fall into a deep sleep.

kuroo wearing rings? YES. he twists his rings on his fingers so much and is always playing with them omg. he finds it so cute when you’re playing w his hands and take off his rings to try them on. he’d make fun of how small your fingers and hands are, secretly loving how cute they are! he’d get matching rings for the two of you for important occasions (every anniversary, he gets you matching silver rings w different designs. if you like the ones w crystals or gems, he most definitely wouldn’t mind matching w you! he thinks you have the best taste <3) omg i can also imagine him posting a pic of your hands intertwined, rings on full display, every anniversary!! it’s a lowkey way of showing off his love for you <333

speaking of things that he posts, he wouldn’t want everything about your relationship to be public on social media. he likes how only he can see some parts of you (your face after you wake up, you cooking in the kitchen w fuzzy slippers and a huge cozy sweater, your angry expression when he forgets to separate the white clothing from the red clothing in the laundry). he posts cute pictures on your birthday, anniversaries, or when he takes you out to nice dates!! pls he’d write some sappy embarrassing caption tho >:)

i hope you liked these!! i realized that so many of my kuroo hcs are v soft and often overlook how much he’d tease you in a relationship ahaha i’m just obsessed w cute soft moments <33 have a good day, lovely!!

- 🧸 anon :+)

OMG HI !! I LOVE THESE <33 your kuroo hcs never fail to put a smile to my face and make me feel all giddy :'

- awwww jksljdkfj the kiss after tying your shoe- ><

- i feel like he's a very family-oriented person too :'(( thinking about him caring makes my heart ache in a way. he's too kind (if i had a pet, i just know they'd love him ahahaha)

- watching videos with him under covers :(((( in a way, i miss him more aaaaah

- YES YES him spilling tea >>> (he's a good story teller too!! and probably updates you on practically everything he knows :))) so you can learn the side of his life that you can't personally see :'

- ehheehe i'm a camera shy person but the headcanon makes me so soft :'

his teasing has no end omg, especially when he starts making memes out of candid pictures and uses them when texting 😭

- i'd go to his room and enjoy his presence any day, any time. i hope his leg doesn't get numb ahahahha

:(( he'll be able to talk about his passions for hours with those sparkles in his cat-like eyes

AWWW PLS SIGN ME UP FOR PRE-SLEEPY TIME KUROO D': your descriptions are making me so soft i can't-

kuroo wearing rings !!!!!!!!!! YES AND A WATCH <33

the social media part :'(( i don't think anyone would appreciate seeing my face when i first wake up ahahaha

PLS THE CAPTIONS WOULD BE SO CHEESY this man has no shame when it comes to expressing his emotions :'D

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i loved loved loved your headcanons, tsym for typing them out and sending them to me :'(( they truly make me happier than anything else i've encountered these past weeks. RIGHT his teasing just has no end.

kuroo teases in a way where you can't deny it, and have to resist a smile while hiding away your face so he can't tease you even more- (is it bad i'm getting butterflies from thinking about it ahhaa)

i'm just as obsessed with soft kuroo headcanons :' they bring me lots of comfort <33

thank you!! and i hope you have lovely day too! and don't forget to hydrate and take care of yourself! :))

lots of love, lia~

#lia convos #lia misses kuroo #🧸anon #🧸 anon

[misora-msby]

scarred love.

rating : mature

word count : 4.3k

themes : angst, slight fluff, implied and mentions of sex

notes : based on vistlip’s CLASSIC OPERA // this is my first work on this blog, i hope you enjoy!

“I don’t think he loves me anymore.”

“No way… That’s not the case, I’m sure!”

“That’s what I want to think but…”

Suna could barely believe as he stood outside the bedroom door, hand barely making contact with the handle. Was that really what you thought? 

“I wonder if it’s normal for couples to fall out of love at this stage.”

“Mm… there’s certainly been couples I’ve known like that. They were in love for years but after they got married they decided it wasn’t the life for them and divorced.”

Suna heard your gasp follow the tinny voice from the phone. He had heard of similar stories before but never thought it would happen to him and you. 

Ever since you had gotten together, he was always subtle in his love. He was never the type to outright say “I love you” in public or to boldly proclaim his love for you on social media. Suna preferred linking pinkies while walking or to post photos of your study dates with simple captions like “another ‘10 minute break’” or “we are going to collapse”. 

Despite this, when you were in the privacy of your apartment, he almost never left your side. It was either his head on your lap, his legs laying over yours on the couch, or you sitting on his lap in some way albeit still being relatively quiet. 

So to think you were getting upset with the little attention he was showing recently had him confused. Wasn’t he always like this?

“But Y/N, I doubt Suna-san’s fallen out of love. Isn’t it just that his new job with EJP Raijin is keeping him busy?” 

“Y-Yeah but… he hasn’t said anything about it. He comes back late and leaves early and it just… It just sucks so much! I don’t know what to do!” you sob and Suna can hear the sound of you blowing your nose and coughing through your tears. 

Taking a step back from the bedroom door, the middle blocker moved to the couch and sat for a moment, head in his hands. He knew love couldn’t be perfect. A perfect relationship without fights or problems was just waiting to crumble from the slightest crack in it. But he wanted to at least prevent you from thinking this way. 

He wanted you to know he did love you. 

Later that night, he crawled into the bed, freshly showered and in his pyjamas - an old thin t-shirt and a pair of boxers. You laid beside him in your own pyjamas - one of his big t-shirts and a pair of shorts. 

“Y/N,” he turned onto his side and called your name, causing you to almost jump while attempting to fall asleep with your swirling thoughts.

“Yes, Rin?” 

“You have a free day tomorrow too, don’t you?”

“Well… yes. Why?”

The bed shifted under his movement to hold himself over you. 

“W-Wait a second! Rin! I’m not prepared or anything- mmf!” 

He pressed his lips to yours, his fox-like eyes shut delicately as he kissed you passionately. Before you knew it, his hands moved to your sides and began to lift the edge of the shirt up, but were quickly pushed down. 

“Rintarou,” you lightly pushed on his chest, “I uh… I’m not wearing any nice underwear… A-And I haven’t shaved. Can I go change and do that?” 

Honestly you were very surprised that he suddenly wanted to do this. Suna was always one to do things out of the blue; your relationship was built on impromptu dates and spontaneous gifts he claimed ‘reminded him of you’, but this really had came out of nowhere. 

You hadn’t been intimate in weeks and you wanted to at least look good for it, but Suna just shook his head. 

“You’re fine like this. I love you however you look.” He leaned back down and began to place kisses along your jaw and neck. 

His kisses were softer than usual, you noted. And his hands weren’t rushing to tear your clothes off like he usually did.

“Rin- ah! Rintarou, why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

“We’re both free tomorrow. Can’t I spend my free day with my girlfriend the way I want to?” he asked, looking up at you through his thin lashes. 

“Still! That gives me more time to go get ready.”

“No,” he shook his head and continued to kiss and bite along your neck and collarbones, leaving his marks of love on your skin, “I want to spend every second that I can with you now that I have the time.”

“Wait a second.”

Suna finally pulled his lips away from your skin, now littered with little marks, “What’s wrong?”

“Since when were you so romantic? It just… Don’t get me wrong, I’m super happy it’s just a little funny…” 

His eyes widened at the sight of tears welling up in your eyes.

“Y/N, are you okay?” he asked, cupping your face in his large rough hands gently. 

“I’m more than okay! No… I don’t know why I’m crying…” you sob softly, rubbing at your eyes. 

Suna chuckled lightly. “Is it because you’re filled with overwhelming love for me?”

“Rintarou!” you whined and hit his chest lightly. “You’re absolutely insufferable!”

“You say that but you were the one who asked me out on our graduation.” 

“...you little shit. I really do love you.” 

“Mm, I thought so. I love you too.” He continued to kiss and strip you.

Unlike your usual nights together which were spent fucking roughly, leaving bodies sore and lightly scarred, tonight was slow and loving albeit passionate as ever. Soft kisses and laughs were exchanged in the dark as Suna made love to you, thrusting slowly while mumbling words of love into your body. 

The next morning, you were woken up by the feeling of a kiss on your forehead. Your eyelids fluttered open and you squinted in the morning light to see Suna sitting on his side of the bed, clad only in boxers. There was also the scent of eggs and toast, and when you looked down, you saw it sitting on a plate between you two.

“I’m no Osamu here. But I think my cooking is still edible,” your boyfriend sighed before flopping down onto the bed beside you and closing his eyes. 

“You actually woke up to cook for me?” you asked, sitting up to look at the sunny-side-ups with broken yolks and the toast that was just a little too toasted for your liking. 

“Surprised myself too,” he yawned before squinting his eyes open, “More like… I wanted to surprise you. And wake you up with a kiss.”

“You’re so cheesy today, aren’t you!”

“I know, I think it’s weird too.”

On that day, you knew he still loved you. And you loved him more than ever before.

But that happiness couldn’t last forever. In the city of Tokyo where sadness and troubles rained down, something was bound to happen. Even the most heavily cemented cracks could once again break under a heavy enough pressure. 

Even if it took a couple of months.

“Rintarou! Welcome home!”

“Mm.”

Your brow furrowed slightly as you noticed his short answer. After shutting your laptop where you were answering some work related emails while waiting for your boyfriend, you made your way over to Suna who was hanging his winter coat by the door.

“Rin, are you alright?”

“Just tired.”

You sighed softly, “You shouldn’t overwork yourself. You need breaks sometimes too, you know?” And reached up to begin massaging his shoulders as you usually did. But he only pushed your hands away quickly, saying, “Not tonight,” before walking further into the apartment.

You bit your lower lip to prevent it from trembling any further while your hands stayed still as if frozen mid air. You were hesitating to tell him what you wanted to say earlier.

“Rintarou… Tomorrow you don’t have scheduled practice, right? I…” you took a deep breath as he turned to face you, eyes dark and heavy-looking. 

“Yeah.”

“I was wondering… Well, I don’t have work tomorrow either so I reserved a place at a nice restaurant for dinner! I think we both need a bit of a break, work’s been so busy and you’re also training so intensely and-”

“No.”

“H- Huh?” you laughed nervously, “What do you mean by ‘no’?”

“It means what it means, I don’t want to go.”

“Rintarou, you can’t just- I can’t- I promise it’s a really nice place! A-And I wanted to spend some time with you…” there was a lump welling up in your throat as you tried not to suddenly pour out your recent feelings towards him. 

The recent frustrations of not being able to spend much time with your boyfriend anymore, the annoyance at the way he would always spend his free time doing self training, the anger towards his schedule which rarely ever allowed you to meet, the sadness of the fact that your shared apartment no longer had the sound of laughter when you two played games or watched silly YouTube videos together...

All that frustration felt like it was just being held up behind that lump in your throat, and to think he would simply dismiss it without a second thought.

“You should’ve asked before you started making plans. I’m going to the gym tomorrow again. We have a match against the Red Falcons in two weeks so I need to become at least a bit stronger,” Suna explained monotonously, as if you should have known that already.

“I- I know but… I thought… it’d be a nice surprise…”

The man sighed and turned to walk towards the bathroom, ready to just shower and go to sleep. He simply could not be bothered to argue with you, thinking this problem would solve itself like it always did. But you had had enough of this issue.

Suna hadn’t even realised it was coming until he felt a small bell keychain hit the back of his head. It fell to the hardwood floor with a loud clang which lasted for far too long, causing him to inhale sharply and turn around, anger and annoyance replacing the bored expression on his face for once. 

“What the hell is-” he was about to raise his voice until he saw the way your features trembled and your eyes had already become red and puffy. His own features softened and his body unstiffened. “Y/N…”

“You know, the least you could do is try to be nice to me!” you yelled, furiously wiping away the tears forming. “You could at least say “Mm, I’m really not free but we can do it some other time.” or some shit like that! But no! I- I’m busy too, you know! I’m trying to get promoted so I don’t have to rely on yer dumb ass all the time, but I still want to make time for you because I love you so much! But I don’t think ya get that!” 

Something in the back of your mind was telling you not to say these things, that maybe you could just talk this out calmly. Maybe you didn’t have to explode, but something else told you this was the only way to get a point across.

“I’m your girlfriend, but I feel more like a roommate or burden at this point! Ya know, even ‘Tsumu’s able to make time for his girlfriend! And- And Bokuto’s always doing his promotions and ads but still makes time for his boyfriend! Ojiro-senpai too! Miyu-chan tells me he’s the one planning the dates! But ya can’t even be bothered to pretend you’re happy I tried ta plan somethin’ for us!” 

Suna knew you really were angry when your dialect started coming out but he just didn’t know what to say. He could only stand there in silence with his head hanging like a child being scolded.

“Rintarou… I love you so much you know… I just wonder these days- no, I just wonder if you ever loved me back the same way.”

Oh, he knew. Ever since that night when he heard you crying on the phone, he knew he wasn’t doing enough. 

“I… I’m sorry.” Suna looked up when he suddenly heard those words from you amidst the sobs and chokes. 

“I already left your pyjamas on the bathroom counter… Please don’t… Just please don’t talk to me tonight.” you hurried to the tiny kitchen to wash your face as he silently made his way to the bathroom, thoughts swirling around in his head. 

Suna stared at your figure silently for a second before bending down to pick up the bell - a cheap gift he had given you for your third month together right after you two first started university. It was old, the string slightly frayed and loose, and the golden paint had chipped in places to reveal the stainless steel underneath it. There was even a dent on the bottom from when you accidentally dropped one of your heavier textbooks onto it. It was old, and Suna had told you countless times it was fine to throw away, but you always kept it. 

The man took it and carefully placed it back on the key rack before heading into the bathroom. He took his time in there, gathering his thoughts as he knew he wouldn’t be sharing a bed with you tonight.

It was understandable really, he hadn’t been a great boyfriend. Suna knew a relationship took work from both sides and he shouldn’t have been as blunt as he was earlier that night. 

One couldn’t count the number of times he had muttered profanities aimed towards himself while sitting in the bathtub thinking about his mistakes. He didn’t know if you would even want to see him tomorrow morning. Maybe it was for the best he just went to the gym…

The next morning, Suna woke up early. Even in winter, the sun rose far too early in Japan for his taste. Sitting up and grumbling, he rubbed his eyes and stumbled to the bathroom to begin his morning routine.

Looking at himself in the mirror as he brushed his teeth, he could only sigh at the sight of the dark circles under his eyes. 

Though you made him sleep on the stiff couch last night, you gave him the shared duvet and his pillow while you took the slightly thinner blanket from the closet. 

Despite the added comfort, Suna could barely fall asleep. He kept twisting and turning, thinking about you. Your pained face, your strained voice, your kindness even when angry at him. 

“I fucked up so bad,” he muttered once he washed his face and stared at his pathetically tired self in the mirror, water dripping from the ends of his hair. Would you want to break up with him after that? He’d understand if you wanted to, though he knew he would never be able to forgive himself for losing you because of some stupid mistake he could have prevented. 

Suna sighed for what felt like the thousandth time in the past 12 hours and dabbed his face dry with a towel. He knew that now would be the hardest bit - entering your bedroom to get his change of clothes.

Opening the door as slowly as possible in order to prevent the loud whiny creaking that he wished he had fixed months ago, Suna walked slowly towards the open closet. As quickly as possible, he grabbed a set of clothes and turned to face the door. Though it wasn’t without looking at your sleeping form on the large bed. 

Your face was puffy, dehydrated from sobbing last night, only emphasised by the wads of used tissues on the nightstand and floor. He noticed your breathing was a bit heavier than usual and your body was curled up as you hugged the thin blanket as close to yourself as you could.

The sight pained him intensely. 

With silent footsteps, Suna set his clothes on his side (the empty side) of the bed and tiptoed out to grab the duvet before returning and carefully laying it over your body. He tucked it right up to your chin as you always liked it and sat on the floor, eyes scanning every little feature on your face. From the smallest moles he loved to kiss to each individual eyelash.

“You’re not hearing this, I guess,” he muttered, looking down at the floor for a moment before looking back up at you, “I thought about it for a really long time. I really should’ve been better to you.”

The silence in the room was deafening. 

Suna gulped and bit the inside of his cheek as he thought about his next words, wondering if you could hear him in your sleep. 

“I always left you alone but you would always be nice to me. When you could, you’d make me bentos and clean the house while I did the laundry. Hm… putting stuff into a machine isn’t anywhere equal to cooking and cleaning surfaces, but I guess that’s another point to make.” 

Suna smiled to himself just a bit at the memory of you running into the bedroom to make him try your new pastries or dinner creations. He always thought you were so adorable in your old and stained apron that sometimes he would just stand in the kitchen to chat with you or watch you cook.

Then he was reminded of the dinner you had planned for the two of you and he suddenly frowned remembering how horrible he acted towards you the night before.

“You never expected me to be perfect since day one. I think I’m the furthest thing from a handsome prince on a white horse. But you’ve always been wonderful to me. And I was thinking…” You were asleep, right? Was it worth it to say such cheesy things?

“I kept wondering if you would leave and I thought I don’t want to lose you. I’m nowhere close to a prince but I thought I want to always be the one who wakes you up with a kiss. Or, I want you to wake me up with a kiss. Either is fine really. But… yeah. I’m sorry. Really, really sorry. ” He was certain you weren’t hearing these things yet there was a dark blush on his cheeks.

Until he saw you shift in the bed. 

Suna swears his heart stopped momentarily as he leaned closer, checking to see if you had woken up. 

Your eyelids slowly opened and you squinted tiredly at Suna, just barely able to see him with how blurry your vision had become. “Rin…?”

The man hurried to his feet, hoping his morning wouldn’t feel any heavier than it already did. 

“I’m gonna give you some space. I’ll be back after my jog.” 

Suna turned to exit the bedroom but was stopped by the sound of stumbling, followed by your warmth around his waist and resting on his back.

“Please… don’t go.”

He stared silently at the floor in front of him. 

“I don’t think you want to-”

“Stay here! …please?” 

Your soft voice broke but mended his heart at the same time. The scratchiness and fear in your voice contrasted with the words that he wanted to hear so badly.

“Did you…”

“Yeah, I heard everything.”

“You’re not mad?”

“Of course I’m still a little mad. But right now I’m just really happy you would say those things when you normally wouldn’t tell me how you feel. So… please, don’t go. Stay with me.”

The few moments of silence seemed to pass in eons as Suna took in a shaky breath before turning to hug you tightly, burying his face into your neck so you couldn’t see his tears of relief.

“Of course I will. I won’t go anywhere, babe.”

Four years have passed since that night. Suna yawns and scrunches up his face slightly at the way the sunlight enters your shared bedroom. Squinting his eyes, he looks around the room and wonders if maybe he should’ve put on a shirt like you did last night to deal with the first bites of winter. Then again, you did take his shirt.

He then looks to you, sleeping quietly by his side. You looked a little like a mess; hair messy, dwarfed in his big shirt, cheek smushed against the pillow, but he thought you looked adorable. 

It’s cold, but he feels warm by your side. 

And when he looks down at your left hand resting under his even in your sleep, the sight of the silver ring with its diamonds adorning your finger makes his heart even warmer.

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[ranveer--singh]

A little boy’s idol

A/N - I decided to write a fluffy one shot with Henry Cavil having a son because of his ig post for father’s day. Hope you all enjoy this, likes, comments and reblogs are much appreciated. 

Thanks to my lovely betas @footballfangurl and @lawsandother for reading this and helping me expand my ideas. Love edit/manip by @eastwesthomeisbest​

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"Daddy," 4-year-old Aarush spoke, waddling into the main bedroom in his superman onesie. Henry had just woken up, rubbing his eyes and letting out a huge yawn. "Daddy," Aarush spoke, not able to get on the bed which made him cry softly.

Henry jumped out of the bed like a lightning bolt when he heard his son cry. He embraced the 4-year-old in his arms, rubbing his back softly. 

"Daddy," Aarush repeated, wiping his eyes with his hands, looking up at Henry with such admiration.

"Yes buddy," Henry said, stroking his son's curls and giving him a kiss on the forehead.

"I want to be like you," Aarush said softly poking at Henry's arm. This made Henry's heart burst with joy, his son had his curls and his nose but had his wife’s eyes and pout. They were so similar, even in their actions, that his wife sometimes teased him about it.

Aarush showed his arms, making Henry smile just watching his kid imitate him. Only a week ago did Henry sit with Aarush as they watched the movie man of steel. He took a real liking to superman and wanted to be just like him. 

"Buddy, do you know what makes superman strong?" he asked softly, trying to not wake his wife up. Aarush shook his head no, looking at Henry talk with his eyes opened curiously. Henry placed a hand on Aarush's chest.

"His heart, it makes him stronger. Gives him the strength and courage to succeed," Henry spoke softly, getting this warm fuzzy feeling just talking about superman to his son. Aarush crookes his head to the right just like Henry does, looking confused about what was said. 

"Buddy, you know superman has an 's' on his chest," Henry spoke, looking at Aarush trying to process the information.

"Yes daddy, it's the red 's'," he giggled, smiling as he remembered the iconic 's'.

"Well done, buddy," Henry smiled, ruffling his son's hair. "Now that 's' is a sign of hope, it means you're striving to become a better person." Aarush smiled, listening to Henry talk so fondly about superman made him happy. He clapped his hands, excitement coursing through his body.

"Daddy can we go watch sups," He couldn't say superman, so would end up saying sups. Henry smiled again at the reminder that his son was almost a carbon copy of him, loving superhero movies and enjoying watching him play video games. Aarush also idolised superman and was always sleeping in superman pyjamas.

Henry turned his head to see his angelic wife fast asleep next to him. She is currently pregnant with their second child, which they were overjoyed about. He was looking forward to meet his new little princess and see her running around like a little copy of his wife. 

He swooped Aarush into his arms, leaning down to shower him with multiple kisses to the face.

"Daddy," Aarush squealed, looking up at Henry with such love. Henry smiled down at his son, cannot believe how lucky he was to have Aarush as a son. He leans down again to pepper him with more kisses, enjoying the little squeals coming out of his son's mouth. 

Henry held onto his son firmly, getting up from the bed as quietly as possible so as to not disturb his wife. He walked down 2 flights of stairs to the cinema room slowly, which was located in the basement. He pushed the door open, switching on the lights, every few seconds glancing down to see Aarush clutching at his chest hair. His head resting on Henry's chest gave the perfect opportunity for Henry to stroke his hair again.

"Buddy you look tired, let's watch the movie another time," Henry said quietly, stroking Aarush's chubby cheeks with his index finger.

"Nooo, daddy, sups time, sups time," Aarush insisted, lifting his head up to look at Henry with a tired half-smile. This made Henry melt inside, could his son be any cuter. He walked towards the big red leather recliners, slowly sitting down with Aarush in his hands.

Henry grabbed the remote and flicked through countless movies stored on the TV. Finally, he finds Man of Steel and presses play, telling Aarush to turn around as the movie is starting. Henry couldn't help himself from hugging his only son.

Aarush would clap every time superman was on screen, calling out "sups, sups," making Henry feel immensely proud. Henry now started to play with Aarush's curls, exactly how his wife would do. It always made both father and son relaxed as they lay into her arms.

In the middle of the movie, Aarush shuffled around trying to find a comfortable position on Henry's lap. He could tell Aarush was tired, by the number of times he yawned and by the way that he started leaning against Henry's chest.  

The movie was coming to an end, Henry looking down to see Aarush was fast asleep. His small hands grabbed at his chest hair for support. Henry smiled, brushing the small curls away, bending down to give Aarush soft kisses on his chubby cheeks. 

Henry didn't want to move from his seat, he was happy and content with Aarush laying on him. He enjoyed stroking those curls, just humming a soft melody. This was the perfect way to spend his morning with his son watching superman.

He didn't hear his wife had now come down the stairs, walking towards the door and peering in to see Henry and Aarush bonding. The sight in front of her, got her heart melting as a huge smile spread across her lips. 

She unlocked her phone and raised it, snapping many photos of the father and son duo. When she had told Henry she was pregnant with their first child, he was over the moon, buying many baby books and getting advice from his brothers.

When Henry found out she was pregnant with their second child, he couldn't keep his hands off her. Any spare time he got, he would rub her feet, make her some cheesy dish, even take Aarush to the park. 

He was a very hands-on father, since the pregnancy of their second child, he took it upon himself to look after a very active Aarush. While she would sleep or need her alone time, Henry would read to his son, helping him count as well as teaching him about life. 

She found it hard to choose one particular photo of her two favourite boys. Then finding the perfect one of Henry wrapping his arms around Aarush, kissing his face which showed how much he loved him. Since Henry was married and had children he didn't mind posting about his personal life from time to time.

Opening Instagram, she selected the picture to post, writing the caption which defined Henry:

"A true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the size of his heart."

She tagged him in the post, smiling as the picture was now out online for everyone to see. Closing the phone, she shoved it back into her pocket watching as his phone pinged with a notification. 

She watched as Henry grabbed his phone, unlocking it to see what he was tagged in. A huge grin spread across his face, the picture melted his heart. He read the caption, looking up to see his wife had walked into the room. 

"Hey baby," she chimed, walking over to sit on the armrest. She reaches out to run her fingers through Henry's curls, moving them away from his face. 

"Hi," he spoke, yawning softly. She leaned across to press a delicate kiss to his lips, making sure not to wake up Aarush. Henry smiled, pulling back to place his free hand on the baby bump. Her eyes fluttered as she felt the baby kick.

Henry grinned, looking up at his wife with such admiration. 

"Thank you for the post, love, you made me the happiest man." She smiled, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. 

"You're welcome baby," she said softly. Suddenly her stomach rumbled, making them both laugh, looking down at her stomach.

"Let's go put Aarush to bed, then make some food," she chimed.

"Sounds like a plan," he chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around Aarush so he wouldn't fall as he got up. 

#henry cavill #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill x you #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill fluff

[dreamiesdotcom]

perhaps, Cupid | nct dream

Summary: You lay down in your bed, watch 13 change to 14 as the clock passes 11:59. You close your eyes, sigh, and hope that the world stops at 12:00 before promptly deciding that Valentine's Day is cancelled.

word count: 2.3k

moon's note: idk why but i usually give gifts during occasions... and out of random... but since its v-day and i caNT give y'all any gifts because idk which part of the world you lovelies are at, so maybe you can please have 2322 words of my nonsense? I tried

When Lee Jeno, the infamous Na Jaemin's best friend, walked inside the room to the dance club's meeting room with all sheepish 'Hello's and eye-smiles, you underestimated just how much havoc he could bring into your life. He seemed way too soft for his own good like he had no mischief under his sleeve — the exact reason why when he poked your sides to get your attention and asked you if you'd "help the dumb kids get together", you were more thrilled than concerned.

Right now, you think you should've agreed with Renjun and said 'that's a bad idea'.

Donghyuck, Jaemin's dormmate, wasn't even there when you planned things out, but well, you blame him. Jaemin bitterly staring at Jisung as the younger gets cuddled by Chenle? Hyuck's fault. Jisung blushing incomprehensible whenever it's Jaemin's turn to dance? Hyuck's fault. It's been days and resident sweet boy absolutely makes no move to court Jisung? Hyuck's fault as well.

"This pining is painful to watch," even Renjun can't help but point out even if he didn't even agree to the plan. Jeno sends you a victorious smile. "Jaemin, he's crushing hard on you."

"Yes, but what if he doesn't like me because—" you don't even get to clearly hear his reasons. You shake your head. Jeno's smile falters.

Jaemin sulks a lot about Jisung spending more time with Renjun than he does with Chenle, and asks the other if Jisung has a crush on him. Renjun groans in loathing, asks him to just go and make a move and repeats the same speech for days. Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, and absolutely nothing happens.

Oh, well, maybe something did. Maybe along the way, you realized that Lee Jeno is one hell of an attractive man.

"Heaven's, Jeno, stop it! Stop pushing me to the side, I can't see what they're doing!"

"They're reading a book for the subject Jisung's tutoring Jaemin in."

"It's a library. Aren't you just inquisitive? That's why they're here. Now let me see!"

"Y/N!"

"Jeno!" you hiss back, still whisper-yelling turning to decently state at him only to find that he's already looking at you. You tilt away in shock, "Flippity pancakes, distance!"

You see, when you start matchmaking, the goal is to get people together — definitely not fall in love with your partner in crime.

"Just say fuck, no one would kill you," he hisses back. The same whining tone is there as he peeks on the other table, "Saying 'flippity pancakes' in a weird accent doesn't wash away your intentions, so just say it already."

"No."

"I dare you."

"No!"

"I double-dare you."

"Jeno."

"Y/N."

"No."

"Do it," he huffs,"Say 'fuck'."

The way he mouths it as if teaching a child to say their first words make you burst out laughing, and for the rest of the day, you forget the mission and get lost into playing games of your own in the library, muffled hums and all. Renjun decides that he's not gonna get any studying done at this table and waves you both goodbye, and you watch as Jeno smiles at him, an expression worthy to compare to that of a luminous star.

And oh, you're in love.

It wasn't all your fault, though. Jeno was way too pretty, too lovely to not fall for. It just so happens that like the fate of you and all things beautiful, you don't deserve him.

You don't deserve him, so he never gets to know.

###

"Be my date for Valentine's day?"

"Hell no."

Apparently, his family has this little gathering that coincidentally matched that time, and he stubbornly refuses to go alone. Why you ask? No reason. He just doesn't want to 'go alone and be forced to socialize with mean cousins' and you spent most of the time teasing about how he's probably one of the mean kids in his family. The rest of the bus ride on the way to school remains silent aside from the neverending proposals and bribings — "I'll treat you candy for one month! I'll do whatever you say for three months! I'll even do your assignments!"

It would be a lie to say it's not tempting, but oh, isn't this just the perfect opportunity to ask Jisung out? The enthusiasm in Jeno's eyes matches yours, and the answer is obvious here: Exactly.

For a whole different reason, the bus ride home is silent too. You sit side by side in pure quiet, Jaemin tugging at your sleeves every now and then to gain your attention. You brush him off, keeping your head against the glass with your eyes closed. You don't speak even after getting inside his apartment and the indifference makes Donghyuck pause halfway his concerned nagging, deciding to usher Renjun and Jeno out with such lame excuse of buying ingredients for dinner.

You go straight to their bathroom to get some supplies, and Jaemin sits on the couch, antsy. He silently curses Donghyuck for leaving, Huang Renjun and Lee Jeno too, those traitors. You sit in front of him, doing your stuff without making eye contact.

"Please talk to me—"

"Shut up."

A dejected whimper leaves his lips, and you quite possibly break. You sigh as if to calm down, and you mutter a warning: "Don't."

"But why aren't you talking to me?"

Why... why would you even ask that?

"You promised me, Jaemin. You made a promise to me." you coldly say, dainty fingers pressing cotton against the cut in his lip. "You promised me that you'll stop getting into fights."

Realization seems to flash in his eyes. He seems torn between reasoning and apologizing, but first, he chases after the hand you pulled away from him. You shrug him off harshly this time.

"I did, for the longest time, you saw that! But he called Jisung a—" he looks at you with betrayed eyes, as if a kicked puppy. He never liked that tone. He never liked how distant that felt coming from you, so tears brim his eyes. "Don't be so cold to me..."

"Jisung let him be. Isn't that enough hint that it's not worth it?" your tone remains the same. The fear in your chest remains stubborn, and no matter how many times he squeezes the hand he's holding, it doesn't bring you ease. It only urges tears that you try so hard to hold back as you croak out,

"Jaemin, this will not make him fall in love with you."

The world seems to pause.

"But I already love him." He answers quickly, honestly, and the raw sincerity in his tone is just a fine, thorough stab in the gut. "And I just want to protect him."

It's painful how you're not even regretting this as much as you should — maybe, part of the reason you keep on chasing him is because it's painful. True to your twisted self, maybe it's the sole reason after all. You don't know why you keep on doing this to yourself — you hate it. You hate how the more things hurt you, the deeper you fall. You hate how you can't seem to tear away from him as quick as possible because you know that what comes next will be even more painful, and might even destroy you.

With all these thoughts inside your mind, you let him lean his head in the crook of your neck, holding him in the way you always wanted. Selfishly, you hope that it could always be like this.

"I know, Nana..." you whisper, his locks soft as silk as you brush them with your fingers. "and for the exact same reason, I want to protect you too."

You take a deep, shaky breath. "So don't hurt yourself. Not for anyone, not for the world... no matter how much you love them."

Why is it so easy to say the things that'd keep you safe, but so hard to even attempt just following them? It's as if the Universe wants you hurt, wants to see you bleed unshed blood. It doesn't make sense.

The rules have been pretty simple; never fall in love. You're helping people get together — you come later, priorities first. Don't fall in love; not with your partner, not with your other accomplices, and especially, not with the fools you're helping.

The rule has been simple. Only that you think, it was way easier to break them than to follow, and you've failed this rule pretty early on.

Just how can you not adore Na Jaemin?

###

You laugh loudly, almost hitting your head to your headboard as you look at Jisung's post. In the picture, Jaemin smiles bubbly, and the caption's way too cheesy to read. Even though you were the one who helped them get together, it's still hard to believe that they actually did, these messes of human beings. You type out a quick 'Congrats to surviving one year together. Give credits to my brain cells, pls' and then turning the device off.

You lay down in your bed, watch 13 change to 14 as the clock passes 11:59. You close your eyes, sigh, hope the world stops at 12:00 before promptly deciding that Valentine's Day is cancelled.

Your phone vibrates in your hold, and you grumble.

From: not hyuck

Hi

It's Valentine's day

Let's use that as an excuse to get ice cream at midnight

You stir, set on ignoring his message, but you quickly shoot up once you hear the sound of something — hopefully not pebbles, God, let it not be pebbles — hitting your window. Seriously?!

To: not hyuck

Is that

Is that you throwing stones at my fucking window

STOP YOU MIGHT BREAK THE GLASS

And that's exactly how you found yourself with sticky fingers from the desert's residue, watching red lights cover the city in celebration of love. It seems ironic. Today of all days, you don't feel dear at all — it's alright, you convince yourself, it's been a year and it's hurting less now.

It's all lies, of course. It doesn't matter that it wasn't this painful all the other days; what matters is that now it hurts, and it fucking hurts like hell.

From up here, if you spread your arms and think hard enough, the wind would make it seem as though you're flying. You do just like that, the flavor of vanilla suddenly so bitter on your tongue as you realize that there's no escape. Oh, how you hate this day. It makes you chuckle.

Renjun sighs, "What's troubling you?"

"Fun. What gave me away?"

"Your eyes." He shrugs. "They sure tell more things about you than your mouth does."

"How do they look?" you ask out of curiosity, unconsciously moving up to feel your lashes. "My eyes..."

"Well, right now... they look kind of conflicted. Sad. Happy. Somewhere in between, like the person who owns them... doesn't really know. And, well, they're incredibly..." Renjun ponders for a bit; beautiful, he wanted to say. "Hard to read."

"Doesn't sound like it if you said that much."

Did it sound so rude that you were nonchalant? Probably. You're too tired to mind, though. It'd be a lie to say you didn't expect this, to feel alone once they get together, to be scared of being erased in their lives, to be afraid of being less important now. You knew none of them would be real, but that doesn't stop you from being afraid. Would it make sense to say you don't care at all, at this point? To say you don't give a damn when truly, you do. You care so much you feel indifferent.

"You liked them, didn't you?"

And then comes along the question you're most afraid of.

"You were in love with Jisung... now, you're in love with Jaemin." he muses to himself, "Yet you're the one making sure they end up together. What the hell are you?"

Since there's no place for lies in friendship...

"Do you see the way they look? They deserve to be happy, and me... well. Well, I..." you search for words you can't seem to find. After all, you don't even know where to go now — isn't this what you wanted? For Jisung and Jaemin to get together. What's this all about? You bemusedly shake your head, "Should've just fallen for you, huh."

Accelerate, heartbeat, flying — you turn to look at his direction — your eyes tell, your eyes say so much... how do you feel?

"You'd catch me, right, Renjunnie?"

"I'm not some back-up plan, excuse you." He rolls his eyes, huffing, "But, why not? Certainly. Would be my pleasure."

You stare at him in wonder, awestruck, amused and amazed. It's just a random joke you made so you wouldn't have to answer him truthfully, but goddamn, this — you feel oddly seen, chosen; as if you've never been chosen before. Maybe he's right. His heart picks up speed as more minutes pass in silence, so he looks away and smiles sheepishly.

Renjun closes his eyes briefly, "You didn't answer my question, though. To do whatever the hell you were doing... what the fuck are you?"

Both poison and sugar linger on your lips as you smile.

"Perhaps, Cupid."

Maybe, yes, right, Cupid. Makes sense. A matchmaker who creates perfect love, and quite possibly, trouble. Always setting people up but maybe not themselves. Renjun agrees, and so he whispers,

"Suits you. An angel."

You stare at him again, only this time around it's soft but startled, and for a brief moment of losing himself, Renjun whispers in his mind — hey, Cupid. Love me, will you?

Instead, in the real world, he gives you the same exact gaze — only fonder. Renjun knows. He knows that you fell in love thrice in this journey; once, with Park Jisung, another, with Lee Jeno, and lastly, with Na Jaemin. 

Maybe, just maybe, Renjun wishes that at this tale of Valentine's chapter closed, you'll fall in love with him too.

#nct dream #nct dream oneshot #nct dream fanfic #nct dream x reader #nct dream scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct dream soft hours #nct dream soft angst #jeno fanfic #jeno oneshot #jeno x reader #jeno scenarios #jeno imagines #jeno fluff #jeno angst #jaemin scenarios #jaemin fanfic #jaemin imagines #jaemin oneshot #renjun imagines #renjun fluff #renjun angst #renjun oneshot #jisung is a soft boi #haechan's just a cutie passing by #we don't know where markle @ #happy valentines day!!!! #this is not relevant but i need you to know that renhyuck bffs in this fic

[imagines-mha]

When you wear his clothes

Fandom(s): Haikyuu!!

Characters: Daichi, Oikawa, Kuroo, Bokuto, Terushima, Kita, Futakuchi, Ushijima

🔸 Daaamn if this man ain’t smug as hell

🔸 He wouldn’t seem it, and it’d take a genius to tell- but beneath his cool facade, he’s overflowing with utter pride

🔸 You show up one day to practice to drop off his lunch, clad in one of his comfy t-shirts

🔸 Let's be real, Tanaka and Noya see you way before he does

🔸 And bc ur the captains s/o™️, you get a free pass to becoming the unofficial mom of karasuno

🔸 So yes, they all adore you. And yes, they tease you and Daichi like hell

🔸 “WOAH Y/N!! IS THAT DAICHI’S?!” Noya calls, and all eyes magnetise to your figure

🔸 That’s when a smirk creeps onto your boyfriend’s face and your face starts to heat up bc he is HOT

🔸 “You gotta wear my stuff more often babe,“ he’ll grin after the team finish with their compliments, “seems like everyone here thinks you’re cute as hell too. Pity you’re all mine though-“

🔸 *cue cheesy couple shit that makes half of the team wanna throw up*

🔹 If you wear ANY of his stuff, you can bet he’s gonna put the evidence all over the internet. Yall KNOW he would upload it onto a public billboard if he could

🔹 Because everyone needs to see how cute his little y/n is

🔹 And also- boy likes to boast about his relationship cus he thinks ur a gift from god lol

🔹 He’ll probably still tease you about it tho U CANNOT WIN W THIS MAN

🔹 “Aw y/n are you trying to get even closer to me by wearing my shirt? Did you really miss me THAT much? Gosh you’re so cute when-“

🔹 Just slap him

🔹 Fr tho either tell him to knock it off or feed his ego even more. We all know what choice is gonna take less time lmao

🔹 He’s the boyfriend who encourages you to wear his stuff, but super subtly.

🔹 Leaving hoodies on radiators when it’s cold, t-shirts in convenient places just in case you wanna throw them on…

🔹 He just loves having an s/o who wears his clothes it makes him feel like a cool boyfriend okay

🔹 He’ll post pics with the caption “isn’t my sweet little y/n just adorable in MY hoodie?! 🥰🥰🥰” and u can’t lie it kinda does make you melt

♦️ Go grab the dictionary and look up “teasing little bitch”

♦️ There u go that's how he is. He’ll torture you abt it but we all know he’s so into seeing u wear his stuff.

♦️ Sexually.

♦️ “Wow dontcha have your own jacket to wear? Or are you just trying to show me off again?”

♦️ “And who gave you the free pass to steal all my shirts?”

♦️ He’s just teasing though, y’all know he prays every night for you to wear them cus he thinks you’re fucking precious

♦️ You remind him of a little kitty when his giant hoodies are draped around your shoulders

♦️ It drives him CRAZY

♦️ He’s got hard like 83 times more than he’d like to admit just from the sight of you in his clothes not his finest moments

♦️ With that in mind, wear his clothes for a free pass to the best sex of your life amen

⚫️ Lmao. Simp king.

⚫️ He comes home early from practice to find you rummaging around in the kitchen, one of his hoodies hanging around you

⚫️ And istg he almost has to call an ambulance

⚫️ “Y/N WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WORE MY STUFF WHEN I WASNT HOME ANDJWJDJWDJSH”

⚫️ Openly campaigns for you to wear his clothes

⚫️ Like if advertising his clothes to you was an olympic sport, he’d have won gold at least 6 years in a row by now

⚫️ Ur like “oh i'm coming to practice today” and he’s like “ok wear my hoodie”

⚫️ And BOI when you do. WHEN YOU DO.

⚫️ You’re gonna feel like A BEAUTY QUEEN.

⚫️ “EVERYONE LOOK AT HOW FUCKING ADORABLE Y/N LOOKS IN MY HOODIE. HEAR THAT? MY HOODIE. THE HOODIE THAT IS MINE AND BELONGS TO ME. M-E. NO ONE ELSE.”

⚫️ Bokuto you’re making another scene

⚫️ Its fucking cute though

🟣 Confused.com

🟣 “Y/n… where are all your clothes?”

🟣 God bless him he’s such a sweetie pie. He just doesn’t get the memo you’re doing it bc he has comfy ass clothes and you wanna wear them also he smells nice n u like to boast that ur ushijima’s s/o what about it

🟣 When you tell him this, he just nods for a moment, still clueless as ever

🟣 “I can buy you new clothes if you need them?” USHIJIMA NO

🟣 Somehow he works out that you just wear them cus you wanna, and he is more than okay with that

🟣 Lowkey fills him with pride

🟣 You’ll find he’s more clingy when you’re in his hoodies etc. He’s a big cuddlebug on the worst of days so this just sends him OFF

🟣 Perfect for when u need that extra affection

🟣 Just throw on his hoodie and BAM there you are. Cuddly wakatoshi. Ur welcome

▪️He finds it endearing above anything

▪️ He isn’t one to openly show how blushy something makes him, so his reaction is a narrow display of how his heart is really feeling

▪️ You can still read him like an open book tho and u just KNOW by the sparkle in his eyes that he’s melting at the sight of you

▪️ He’s a busy guy, but meticulous at that. He’ll walk into your home and notice you wearing it immediately

▪️ It makes his chest heat up at the sight of you, and he just has to indulge himself in the situation

▪️ You feel his arms around your waist before anything else, giving you a warm squeeze and a peck to your head

▪️ “You look beautiful y/n”

▪️ You guys always cuddle before bed, and you find he’s holding you just a little closer and tighter when you’re in his hoodie/shirt

▪️ He likes to nuzzle you to his chest and play with your hair- it comforts him

▪️ But if you’re in his t-shirt while he does it?? It’s like the feeling is hyped x100

🔸He’s gonna get turned on by it no cap

🔸Seriously, what else did you expect from him?

🔸 He’s boastful as hell when his sees you in his outfits, and even the idea of it just makes him heat up

🔸 You show up to his house one day in a shirt he left at yours

🔸 You’re met with a sharp whistle, catching you off guard and clearly to compliment how hot you look

🔸 “Didn’t know you were comin’ all dressed up for me baby,”

🔸 You swear every time he calls you baby it makes you swoon

🔸 Like Oikawa, he’s boastful as hell

🔸 Expect 104827 selfies before you leave he treats u like his model its so fuckin cute

🔸This man just likes to show you OFF

🟢 Boy gets a little flustered

🟢 But does he mask it with cockiness? Yes. Yes he does

🟢 “Wow, this for me?” He’ll smirk a bit, dropping his bags on the floor and making his way into the bedroom where you lay

🟢 And then it could go one of two ways my friend.

🟢 Either you act all sub and cute- pouting back, letting him take control of you

🟢 Or you call him out on his faux-smugness, and watch him fall weak to you

🟢 If you chose option 1, he’ll probably take it as an opportunity to further things and fuck you- cus that boy is ALWAYS ready to go if u know what i mean ;))

🟢 If you chose option 2, you get to watch his soft side come out and it's CUTE as hell

🟢 He’ll be like “y/n stoppp let me be cool…”

🟢 Either way he fuckin loves when you wear his clothes. Surprise him in a t shirt and nothing else and he’ll SLAM you into a wall and kiss you til you can’t feel your lips istg

#haikyuu!! #hq!! #daichi sawamura #oikawa tooru #kuroo tetsurou #bokuto kotarou #kita shinsuke #yūji terushima #futakuchi kenji #ushijima wakatoshi #x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #hq imagines

[writingformadderton]

To the moon and back

Ship: Madderton

Word Count: 2195

Summary: Taron is in a secret relationship with Richard. When Taron gets nominated for an Oscar they decide to make it public in the case he should win. But he doesn’t and Taron finds another way to make it official...

Additional Tags: FLUFF, soft, kissing, cheesy, secret relationship, stargazing

---

Taron has his arms wrapped around his boyfriend’s neck and kisses him softly. He feels his full and soft lips underneath his own and smiles into the kiss.

“What are you smiling at?” his lover asks and pulls back, looking at him with his deep blue ocean eyes.

“Just happy to have you.” He admits and kisses him again.

Taron isn’t lying. The last few months with Rich have been the best and happiest of his life. His heart is whole, and he feels safe around him. When they got together, he told Richard he doesn’t want to make it public immediately. Richard understood, it was Taron’s first relationship with a man and he didn’t want to rush things. But now five and a half months later he is sure, it was the right decision to be with Richard.

Rich looks at him adoringly and lets his eyes wander all over Taron’s face. He stares into the most beautiful, blueish green puppy eyes he has ever seen. He sees his soft lips and the adorable dimples that appear whenever he smiles. “I’m happy too.” He presses his lips onto Taron’s again but pulls back quickly when someone knocks at the door and comes inside.

“Taron, the interview starts in five minutes.”

“Thank you, I’ll be there in a minute.” He promises and the assistant closes the door to his room again. T sighs and pulls Rich closer again. “I’m sorry that we always have to hide.”

Richard shakes his head and presses a kiss onto his forehead. “You told me you want to keep it private int the beginning and I told you that’s okay to me. I don’t have to walk around and tell everyone we are a couple.” He states and smirks shortly. “Even though I would love to make them all jealous.” 

“Don’t make me blush before an interview.” he giggles, and his eyes light up, getting a beautiful bright green color.

“I love you, Taron. You can announce it as soon as you’re ready. I won’t push you into it, alright?” Rich asks and smiles at him reassuringly.

“Thanks, love.” T sighs relieved and leans his forehead against Richard collecting all his strength and calmness. “I think I have to go.”

Richard kisses him one last time. “Have fun.”

- 

“Taron, your fans are crazy about you, I mean, don’t let me start on the thirst tweet video.” The interviewer says and Taron chuckles thinking back to it. “But how is it working with relationships in your private life? Are you still single?”

Taron thinks for a short moment. “Let’s say I’m really happy with my current situation.” He answers and smirks a bit. Now he didn’t give them anything.

“No one you like?”

“No.” like was simply the wrong term for Taron. He loves Richard with all of his heart.

“Do you wanna have children one day?” he asks curiously taking some notes.

Taron fights the urge to roll his eyes, those questions were always the same. “I would love to, maybe one day.” He can imagine Richard smirking at that answer. They talked about that once before and Rich told him they could still adopt a child if they were ready.

“You’ve been spotted hanging out with your former costar Richard Madden quite often these last few months. Any comment on that?” he asks, and T tries to stay as relaxed as before.

“Isn’t that what people do when they mean something to each other?” he asks and smirks a bit. Again, he didn’t tell him anything.

 Richard races into the living room and excited and rushes straight over to Taron. “My beautiful baby!”

Taron looks up confused and already feels Richards lips on his, kissing him sweetly. “What is going on?” he asks amused and looks at him adoringly seeing how bright his blue eyes are shining.

“Guess who’s been nominated for the Oscars this year?” Rich asks and looks at him proudly.

T cheers as he jumps up and grabs his hands happily. “I knew they would nominate you!”

“What? NO!” Richard growls annoyed and lets go of his hands.

“I don’t get it.” Taron admits confused and looks up to him. Who was nominated then?

“You’re so dumb sometimes, it’s adorable.” he chuckles and places a kiss onto his lips as T pouts playfully. “It’s you, gorgeous.”

“No way.” Taron starts laughing and punches his arm playfully. “Good joke, love.” he shakes his head amused and walks over to the kitchen. “What do you want for dinner? We could cook but honestly we can order something as well-.” he stops when he sees Richard trying not to laugh. “What?!”

“Look at your phone, idiot.” Richard says laughing and Taron frowns. “Just do it.”

Taron takes out his phone and sees a notification from Instagram. He opens it and sees a post of Elton congratulating him on his nomination for the Oscars. T stares at his phone for a moment before his eyes widen and he looks up in complete shock. “You’re kidding me?”

“Just believe it, you dumbass.” Rich groans and walks over to him. “You’re gonna win an Oscar.”

Taron lets out a laugh and shakes his head putting his phone aside. “No, I won’t.” he laughs and pulls Rich in a hug. “Even though I love to see how excited you are about this.”

“I wonder why you aren’t.” Rich frowns and pulls him closer.

“Because I’m keeping my expectations low, so I won’t be disappointed. And I won’t win so.” Taron shrugs his shoulders and plays with Richards hair.

“Wanna bet?” Richard raises his eyebrows at him and T thinks for a moment before giving in. “What will you do when you win?”

“I’ll announce that we’re a couple thanking my boyfriend.” Taron says with a soft smile seeing Richards adoring look. “And when I lose, we’ll go and get some fried chicken.” he says, and Richard cracks up.

“That’s a win-win for you.” he protests.

“As if you would be against one of those two.” T raises his eyebrows at him and grins.

- 

A few months later Richard steps in the bathroom and sees Taron trying to close the buttons of his jacket. He smiles and walks over to him, replacing his hands with his own. “You’re nervous?” he asks compassionately.

“A bit.” T admits. He doesn’t think he will win but it was still nerve wrecking. It was his first nomination for a bloody Oscar. “At least I’m sitting next to you.”

“Yeah.” Rich says and fixes Taron’s tie. “The next time I’ll hold your hand will be when we walk down the red carpet.” He winks at him and T just giggles.

“Let’s see if I win today. The next event we have to attend is three weeks later.” Taron answers and kisses him lovingly.

 -

Taron claps as the name of one of his co-nominees gets called. If he’s totally honest with himself, he’s a bit disappointed, because he feels like he let Elton and Dexter down. But just getting a nomination was nice.

T looks over at Richard who has a small smile on his lips. “It’s alright.” Taron assures him and grabs his hand just shortly to squeeze it.

- 

A bit later they are home already again, avoiding as much time outside together as possible, because they always had to hide. Taron recognizes Richard being more disappointed about it than Taron himself, and he thinks he knows why. Richard gave him time and supported him with everything, but he wanted to make it official this night while bursting with pride at his boyfriend. “are you okay, Richie?” T asks softly as they step inside their shared apartment and Rich nods.

“I’m just a bit tired and I need a shower.” he answers and slides off his shoes. “I hope you’re not too disappointed about it.” he says and rubs his shoulder lovingly.

“It would have been amazing, but it wouldn’t have been my highlight of this year, Rich.” he wraps his arms around him and smiles up to him. “Moving in and being able to spend my time with you means so much more.”

Richards face softens and he nods. “You’re right.” he leans down and connects their lips to warm kiss. “We’ll get some fried chicken when we showered, alright?”

“Yes.” Taron answers and smiles at him. As soon as Richard is upstairs and he hears him turning on the shower, T plants himself at the sofa. He searches through his photo gallery on his phone once again and picks out one of Richard and him kissing each other happily. Taron always loved this picture and he knows exactly how to use it now.

 -

Richard sits on the sofa scrolling through his phone bored and hears Taron coming down the stairs. Taron steps inside with his phone in his hand and looks at him with a small smirk. “What?” he asks confused.

“Nothin’.” T says and hits the post button on his phone.

Richards phone vibrates as he gets a message, he looks at it confused when he sees T posted something. He clicks on the notification and frowns a bit while it loads the picture. Then he sees Taron’s favorite picture of them kissing and raises his eyebrows surprised. He reads the caption and his heart warms.

I didn’t win a bloody Oscar today, but honestly, I won something so special almost six months ago. I love you, Rich.

Rich looks up in awe and sees the soft smile on his boyfriends’ lips. He jumps up and pulls him into a tight and strong hug. “I love you.” he whispers and closes his eyes happily.

“I love you too.” Taron whispers back and smiles widely. Both of their phones vibrate and Taron pulls back with a sigh. They take them and mute them, focusing back on each other.

“Let’s get something to eat.” Rich winks at him and kisses him quickly.

 -

Taron giggles as Richard feeds him a piece of chicken and licks his fingers clean. It’s already dark outside but they enjoy the comfortable silence in their backyard. They decided to eat outside and Taron placed a big blanket onto the grass, Richard brought the food, two glasses and a bottle of wine with him.

Richard watches his boyfriend adoringly who’s wearing his jumper, and realizes once more how much he loved seeing Taron wearing his clothes.

Taron catches his gaze and raises his eyebrows questioning. “What?”

“You’re so beautiful, that’s all.” Rich admits and he’s glad it’s already dark outside so Taron can’t fully see how much he blushes.

“And you’re a softie.” T giggles and rolls his eyes playfully, trying to hide how much it made it him blush. Richard still made him blush with a simple compliment, his heart still races a bit when he sees this adoring soft look in his eyes and he still sinks so deep into those damn blue eyes.

“Says you.” Rich chuckles and reaches out for him to fondle over his cheek.

The Welsh sits opposite him and comes closer now, wanting to be close to him. Their legs touch through the sweatpants and it warms him perfectly. He takes a piece of chicken into his mouth halfway and raises his eyebrows at Rich who chuckles while rolling his eyes and takes the other half into his mouth. They both take a bite and kiss. T pulls back chuckling and chews happily on his chicken. “My two favorite things, lucky me.” he sighs.

“You really put fried chicken and me at the same stage?” Richard asks laughing and rubs his face amused.

“Maybe.” Taron says and grins at him. “But I’m still deciding on who tastes better.” he teases, and Richards jaw drops in surprise.

“Taron!” he squeaks and leans over to him tickling him. “You naughty -.” he gets cut off by Taron kissing him with trembling lips, trying to hold back his laughter.

They finish their meal teasing each other and sharing sweet words, getting cheesy. Taron was sure if someone would hear them, they would declare them as crazy and run for their life. They finish their wine and Richard puts everything aside, lying down on the blanket.

Taron lies down next to him and cuddles into him looking up into the sky. They enjoy the comfortable silence between them for a moment and watch the dark night sky, covered with all the stars. T sees a shooting star and points at it. “Make a wish.”

“I have everything I could wish for already.” Rich says softly and plants a kiss onto his temple.

“Right…Who needs a bloody Oscar anyways?” Taron answers and cuddles deep into his boyfriend who wraps his arms around him protectively.

“We don’t.” Rich just answers and feels Taron shifting next to him and sitting up.

“I love you more than anything else.” T whispers and leans down to him.

“I love you too, bubs.” The Scottish whispers back and plays with his fluffy hair. “To the moon and back.”

“To the moon and back it is.” Taron kisses him and settles down in his arms again. He was home.

 @taron-eggmcmuffin @anxiety-at-the-classroom @multicoloredchicken @primaba11erina @sarahegerton96 @naptitimadderton @maddertonmyheart @madderton-obsessed

#taron egerton #Richard Madden #madderton #taron egerton fic #richard madden fic #madderton fic #fluff #soft #cheesy #stargazing #the oscars #richard madden fluff #taron egerton fluff #madderton fluff

[psychobhyun]

S O R E

Foreword: Park Chanyeol texts you about a video he sent you. What you found in your camera roll was an even better one. 

Warnings: fingering, squirting, voyeurism, masturbation, thigh riding, cum play, dirty talk, consensual videotaping of sex

Genre: smut

“Fuck, Daddy, — you’re gonna make me cum!” You clench around Baekhyun's hard cock, earning a groan from the man. He’s fucking you into oblivion, something he had the talent of. His thrusts were precise, brushing against that part that made you sing for him the most. He loves it, loves making his sweet girl cum and fall apart, all because of him. It satisfies his desires. He could cum just watching you in pleasure, and that’s all he ever wanted. 

Baekhyun leans closer and bites your earlobe from his position. He’s fucking you from behind, arm wrapping around your neck. Your back is against his sturdy chest so you occasionally feel his nipples rubbing against the arch of it. It’s incredibly arousing, how intimate and close you both are right now. It makes your heart pump faster and your adrenaline heighten. “You gon’ cum for me, princess?” He rasps. You nod as slapping and squelching noises resonate in your ears. “Holy fuck you’re gon’ milk every last bit of my cum, baby." Your walls pulsate around his cock at his words, making his moans louder. 

“Please, please, please,” you chant mostly to yourself, trying to chase the long-awaited orgasm of your life. You didn’t think it was possible but Baekhyun manages to push himself into you even deeper than before. He’s pounding into you like a mad man, his hair sticking on his gorgeous face you love more than anything. All of a sudden Baekhyun turns you around without pulling his cock out, fucking you missionary style. You reach out to him with open arms, and he smiles at you through thick lashes. He leans in to kiss you softly on the lips.

The action alone made your heart flutter. Baekhyun knows how to make you feel loved. He presses his forehead to yours, staring deeply into your eyes. You were always mesmerized by the color of his pupils. It was a dark brown and you knew he held the warmth of the sun. Baekhyun puts his right hand on your left boob, fingers twisting your nipples and pulling at it which made you ooze out more juices on his cock. He knows how sensitive your nipples are and he loves it. 

“Baekhyun, I’m—!” Baekhyun pulls out from your cunt and suddenly you’re gushing from your pussy, an act that you’ve never done before. Baekhyun rubs your pussy lips using his flesh hand, letting you squirt on it as long as you’d like.  He rests his head on your shoulder, letting you ride your wet orgasm with euphoria. His hot breath on your skin wakes you up from your short state of bliss. He leaves a kiss on your sweaty skin before lifting himself up to look at his beloved once more. 

“Baby,” he starts. With hazy eyes, you put your hand around his cock and lightly pump him, which makes him grunt through gritted teeth. You push him off the bed and make him sit on the side of your shared bed. You kneel on the floor, face inches away from his glorious cock that was still an angry red, begging for the release you were happy to grant.

“You gave me the best orgasm of my life tonight, Daddy. You deserve one as well. Cum, Daddy. On my face.” All it took was another soft tug of your hand until he was cumming all over your face. From this angle, Baekhyun looked glorious. His head was thrown back, which you found hot. You need to explore your cum kink with Baekhyun later on. 

The morning after, you were left with a sore body. Completely spent, you decided to stay home today and make up a lame lie about showing symptoms of a fever to your boss. You didn’t feel like going to work. Besides, you had nothing that’s due today. Your Daddy who was rarely home was finally here for a long while. Usually, he would be home for nothing more than two weeks before going away for a whole month. But now you had him longer. And you are going to take advantage of that. 

Baekhyun was not on the bed, you noticed. The sheets smelled like sex and him. You smiled to yourself as you put on his shirt that was left discarded on the floor next to your bed. He was probably in the kitchen making breakfast without wearing a shirt, a habit you loved and hated at the same time. 

But as you walked in the kitchen, he wasn’t there either. You see that he left a note on the fridge. He said he was going to run outside and go to the supermarket nearby also. Apparently, you had no more milk for cereal. You sighed and sat on the couch in front of your table. You didn’t bother turning on the TV because God knows nothing is entertaining on a weekday, especially in the morning. Suddenly, a notification appeared on your phone. From Park Chanyeol.

You clicked on it to read the message. 

Hey, do you remember that video I sent you the other day? Do you still have it? Sehun also wanted to see it for himself but I couldn’t find it. Thanks!

Goddamn it. Chanyeol sent you a video of a dog he found on Instagram. That man was obsessed with Instagram. He had one, and boy was it an incredibly cheesy account. Most of his posts were of his face with dad jokes for captions or random dogs on the street. At least he’s trying to connect with the world, you thought. You know working in a business like him meant he was busy all the time, just like your daddy. 

You opened your photos file and searched for the video he was talking about, but your eyes caught something else.

It was a video of you and Baekhyun.

Having sex.

In a very scandalous position.  

Baekhyun had insisted on filming you both have sex one day because he wanted you to have fun by yourself if he ever leaves for work again. You accepted the sentiment, but now that you’re looking at it, you appreciate his initiative. Very much. Baekhyun was focusing the camera on where the two of you are joined. He’s pushing his cock into you in a fast, swift motion, and you can definitely tell how good he made you feel through the moans you were making in the video. 

”You feel so good ‘round me, princess. What a good girl you are. Are you a good girl? Are ya gon’ cum for me? Make those sweet noises so you can touch yourself whenever you watch this video? Does it turn you on? I bet it does. You’re a naughty girl. Only for me though.” He groans behind the camera as he was filming you. “I love this fucking pussy,” he starts. “Your pussy was created to take my cock. Look how greedy your cunt is for my cock, princess.” His right hand was the one filming, so his left hand was the one on top of your hips, holding you in place as he brutally thrusts inside of you. “Fuck, Daddy, harder please!” You screamed. 

You blushed heavily because of the obscene noises you were making in the video. You could hear Baekhyun’s heavenly moans and it made your pussy clench. You weren’t wearing any panties, so you decided to touch yourself to the video. You can feel how wet you were with your fingers. You spit on two of your fingers to make it easier for you to have your fun and started rubbing your clit tentatively. You started out slow, just like how Baekhyun would when he’s teasing you. 

You pull Baekhyun’s shirt back so it’s sitting just above your boobs so you could play with your nipples because you were incredibly sensitive there. You pinch it with your thumb and forefinger, pulling on it to make yourself scream from time to time. You place your phone beside you so you could just listen to every dirty word Baekhyun was saying in the video. You close your eyes and imagine that Baekhyun was just right there beside you, guiding you as you touch yourself. 

“Look at you, doll. Tits bouncing as I fuck you hard and fast. You like it when I fuck you like the little slut you are, don’t ya? ” 

You subconsciously response to the Baekhyun in the video, muttering a quiet yes as you rub your clit in circles. You’re letting the pleasure consume you as you roll around on the sofa and pushing inside three of your own fingers from behind, imagining it was Baekhyun himself finger fucking you with his beautiful fingers. You’re getting close you can feel it, but suddenly a jolt of pain courses through your sex and you stop touching yourself. 

You groaned. Baekhyun definitely left you sore from last night. You stick to just playing with your clit and your boobs. You were so close, so close, to cumming when the sound of a door closing silenced you and stops your movements. 

“Shit princess, you couldn’t wait for me?” You hid your face under your two hands for a second before it was pulled from you. You met Baekhyun’s intense gaze. But then you realized. He changed his hair color. His hair was silver, not the typical color you were used to seeing.  Jesus Christ, you were melting. He looked godly. “You’re always hungry for cock, aren’t ya? Always want somethin’ stuffed inside your eager cunt. You dirty little slut.”

You yelped as Baekhyun pulled you and sat you on his lap. You were faced away from him, your television just right in front of you, showing you a reflection of your compromising position. Baekhyun is rubbing your pussy as your ass is grinding against his slowly hardening cock. He’s kissing your shoulders and your neck, inhaling your scent as he breathes into your ear from behind. “My sweet, sweet, princess. What do you want?” You could only moan in response because Baekhyun was touching you directly on your clit with his pretty fingers. It must be cold outside because that’s how his fingers feel like against your hot cunt. 

“Please, Daddy. I’m still sore from last night. But please,—“ You gasp as he pinches your left nipple wickedly. “Yes, princess?” He leaves a trail of wet kisses on your back. “Please make me cum.” Baekhyun chuckles lightly, sending tingles throughout your body. You knew it was the ‘I’m gonna mess you up’ kind of chuckle. 

“Hold on to the couch, princess.” You follow his orders silently and move so you can be in a more comfortable position. Baekhyun grunts because your ass is rubbing against his clothed cock, and it’s taking his everything not to fuck you right now. But he understands that you are sore, so he lets his selfishness aside. “I’m just gonna play with you a ‘lil bit, make you wetter for me so I can make things easier for us both.” 

He places his fingers on your clit to pull the hood back, a warm finger circling the clit slowly, teasingly. “You’re soaking me so much, beautiful. I’m starting to think I don’t need to do anything anymore.” You shook your head in disapproval. You love it when Baekhyun took his time on you because it made orgasms so much more intense. “Play with your nipples, baby. That’s always an easy trick to make you wet, isn’t it?” You nod and he laughs behind you. You slowly knead your breasts with your hands, sometimes pulling at your nipples at the same time which makes you moan. Baekhyun is finger fucking you using a single finger, but it’s enough to send you into a frenzy. The squelching noises he’s creating sounds so loud in your ear. The most you could take with all the soreness is probably only two of his fingers. They were like three or four of your own. 

Baekhyun is starting to move faster on your cunt, and you’re slowly approaching orgasm, and he could sense it, could feel it through the way your walls are clenching against his one finger and by the way you’re writhing on top of his body. The fact that you’re naked and he’s still fully clothed turns you on even more.  “Did I tell you to stop?” You wanted to answer him but before you could, he commands you another thing. “Spit on your pussy. Spread it around, make it nice and wet for me.” You mumbled a small holy fuck under your breath as you spit on your fingers before placing it on your pussy as he told you to. 

“Good girl. Up!” He slaps your ass and pushes you so you stand. You look at him confused, not knowing what he’s going to do to torture you next. He lets you sit on the couch now. It’s warm underneath you, probably from Baekhyun’s weight. Baekhyun takes off his shirt and you smile at the sight. He is absolutely majestic. You love him and everything about him.

He slowly leans in and stops himself right before your pussy. “You smell so fucking good, doll. It’s makin’ me rock hard. Can’t wait to taste this pussy.” You put your hands on top of his hair, missing the long strands of it a little bit. But it was nice. You could run your hand through his new hair easily now. Baekhyun spits on your cunt once again, mixing what was left of yours with his’. He absolutely doesn’t hold back on you. He’s licking everywhere, suckling on your clit as his fingers rub around it. He takes a quick break to suck on your breasts, a finger inside you to tease you. He’s looking at you with his dreamy eyes, and you could only smile because he’s looking at you with love evident in his eyes. 

“Wanna put my cock inside of you so bad, doll. But I gotta face my consequences, don’t I? For fucking you like the deserving sweet girl you are. You were so good to me last night. Moaning and panting as I make you cum under me. You loved it, didn’t you?” His words were sending you over the edge. He’s now fucking you using two of his fingers, pushing it in and out of you rapidly. You squirm as your orgasm nears. 

His mouth is on your cunt once more, working on it with everything he has. He licks the underside of your clit as his fingers accompany him to make you chase your orgasm a bit faster, and it’s working cause you’re squirting all over his goddamn face. This is the second time he had made you squirt. You couldn’t even feel your soreness anymore from the mindblowing orgasm he just granted you. He’s kissing your forehead before he whispers to you what a good girl you are. 

“My sweet girl. My beautiful, sweet, girl. Cummin’ all over my fingers.” You put your hand around his arms, trying to make him stop, but he doesn’t. He’s still rubbing your pussy and it drives you to oversensitivity. “Daddy, I can’t! Please,” you try to coax him by begging, but he doesn’t budge. “You know what I want. I want you to squirt one more time for me, dollface. Just one more time.” Baekhyun kisses you on the lips to silence you as he makes you squirt one last time. “That’s it, baby. Squirt all over my jeans, baby.” He lets you take your time to breathe, but you were way past just wanting two orgasms. You wanted more.

You switch places with Baekhyun, so he’s the one sitting on the coach. His pupils are dilated, his hair was a mess, and he’s looking at you like you’re his world. You straddle him, your pussy bare against his thigh that was still in the jeans that makes his thick thighs look delicious. Baekhyun’s top that you were wearing was unbuttoned on top, giving him a nice view to look at as you rode his thigh. You move your hips slowly, searching for a comfortable rhythm so your clit can enjoy the feeling of Baekhyun’s jeans against it. “Baby, you’re blowing my mind right now.” 

You lean in to kiss Baekhyun again, and he smiles against your lips when your hips are moving a little faster and another orgasm is coming. “Fuck yeah, princess. Make yourself cum on Daddy's jeans. God, you’re so fucking perfect for me.” You came one more time as he finishes his sentence. You breathed heavily as you sit on his lap once more, giggling when you can feel how hard he was under you. Baekhyun noticed that you weren’t up for another orgasm. You needed to rest. Baekhyun understands this so he carries you to your shared bedroom and places you on the unmade bedsheets. He takes off his clothes, throwing them wherever in the room, left only in his boxers. 

He’s pulling you closer to him so your back can touch his chest as he says, “Remind me to make it a goal every time we have sex to make you squirt.” 

#baekhyun #baekhyun smut #baekhyun scenarios #exo #exo smut #exo scenarios #rated m #baekhyun x you #baekhyun x reader

[ohnomybreadsticks]

Prompt fill for @itzmckennaj who wanted “Maybe a little human Simarkus fluff where Markus is an artist and Simon is a journalist? How about Simon meeting Markus when he had to do an entry on his new gallery? (💙💚)” 

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Markus never enjoyed these gallery openings. Sure, he loved sharing his art with the world, and he loved speaking with people, but…he had unfortunately inherited his father’s dislike for pomp and circumstance. The people who came to gallery openings were all the sort of people who looked down their noses at honest discussions of art, and who liked to feel superior by ‘understanding’ only the most expensive pieces. All in all, not the kind of people Markus enjoyed making conversation with. Especially when he could practically feel the way they were trying to kiss up to him every time they swooned and gasped over ‘oh what incredible technique, you have the Manfred touch after all!’

Like Markus needed more of a reminder of who he was. The Manfred family name was something he was grateful to carry, but it certainly wasn’t a light burden. He thought dimly of how often he had berated Carl for avoiding museum exhibit banquets, and wondered if this was his punishment. Stuck forever in this terribly tight suit with a tie closing up his throat, wishing he could eat a canapé but knowing the minute he did some tabloid would snap a photo and post a terribly unflattering caption all over the internet. It was like Hell and Purgatory all wrapped up into one, and he knew there were hours still to go.

Markus had been idly scanning the crowd, watching the groups of well-dressed people milling about and conversing in hushed tones. That was another thing that irked him about these sort of events. Everyone always whispered, like they were in the presence of someone about to die. Art should be discussed loudly and joyfully, in Markus’ opinion. But no one ever really asked for his opinion on how his art exhibits should be run. What a stupid idea. One person in particular caught Markus’ eye as he scanned again. The man was dressed in a suit that was nice but not nearly as nice as the ones being sported by the other inhabitants of the room. In his hand was clutched a small well-worn notebook, and he was scribbling in it as he looked up at the art piece in front of him.

Perhaps he was desperate for something, anything to do, or perhaps he just wanted to see the face that was bent so intently over the notebook, but Markus found himself inexplicably drawn to this man. Before he could stop himself, he was crossing the room to stand next to the other man, politely not craning his head to take a peek at the notebook, despite desperately wanting to. Suddenly struck by the fact that he had approached without having anything to say, Markus cleared his throat awkwardly and tried to invent some excuse.

“Art student, working on a paper?” Markus asked, hating how terrible that sounded as soon as the words left his mouth. Not only that, but it was a clear gamble, given the fact that he was a terrible judge of age. His mouth went completely dry as the young man looked up and fixed him with a piercing blue stare, a curious quirk to his lips that was half smile, half question ready to be formed. Soft blond hair fell in a delicate curve across his forehead like a brushstroke, and Markus’ hand twitched with the desire to brush it further back for him. He was incredibly glad he wasn’t the type to blush easily, because the embarrassment fighting with the sudden realization that this was a beautiful man he had just randomly approached might have pushed him over the edge otherwise.

“Not quite.” the man replied with a soft chuckle, closing his notebook with practiced ease and turning his attention fully towards Markus. It was a clear, conscious shift, and Markus found himself taken off balance by it, trying to regain his footing in a conversation he had been underprepared for. When it became clear he wasn’t going to say anything else, the blond continued “And you, what are you doing here?” Another curious question, that had Markus furrowing his brow in confusion. “I’m the...artist. I have to be here, I suppose.” He replied, wondering why someone who had come into his art exhibit would ask him that question. Perhaps this man just had terrible facial recognition.

Cocking an eyebrow, the other man repeated “Yes I know you’re the artist, but what are you doing?” The sincerity of the question was enough to make Markus finally deflate and answer in a mumble “Nothing. I’m damn bored, is what I am, of making terrible smalltalk and waiting for people to pass judgement on my work.” The honesty of his words surprised him, usually he was far more guarded and cautious when he spoke to people, especially at work functions. But something about the look on this man’s face had Markus certain nothing bad would come of this. Maybe he was just a sucker for that pretty little smile that was creeping across his lips.

“There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He teased, looking back at the painting in front of them as he said “I expected that kind of honesty from a man who paints with this much emotion. It was enough to make me catch my breath, at first.” Markus wanted to retort that he was the most breathtaking piece in the room right now, but figured that was not only cheesy but incredibly forward of him. Instead, he shrugged, and turned his attention to the painting as well, letting his eyes trace over the familiar strokes and spatters of paint.

“Would you tell me about it? What you were thinking when you painted this?” A soft voice asked from beside him, and Markus pulled out of his contemplative daze to give the blond a smile. “I’d be more than happy to.” He replied. Even if this was just pity after he had admitted to being bored out of his skull, Markus found himself pleasantly warmed by the request. His thoughts on a piece were usually kept private, save for a few highly edited lines in some magazine or other. He found himself rambling, talking about the layers of paint hidden under one another as he developed the idea, and the ways he had been trying to express to the viewer just what he felt when he thought about the state of their world right now.

The man next to him listened, actually listened, nodding along and adding his own soft interjections as they went. For the first time that evening, Markus didn’t mind being quiet. It felt like they were in their own little world, a happy bubble protected from the stuffy conversation and muted glares of the rest of the exhibition. He found himself smiling easily and frequently, even managing a soft laugh when the blond made a particularly funny quip. Markus was so enthralled, honestly, that he didn’t realize just how much time had passed since he came over here. A gentle touch on his arm had him looking down in surprise to see the man holding out a business card with a mischievous smile.

“Here. If you ever feel like talking about art when we’re both not being watched by half a room full of wealthy people.” the man (Simon, his business card proclaimed) said, “Besides, I think it’s time for you to go give your little speech.” He jerked his head towards the small podium over by the refreshment table, where a small crowd was gathering expectantly. Markus was too elated by the fact that Simon wanted to spend more time with him that he couldn’t even bring himself to dread the terrible rehearsed words he was about to rattle off. Journalist, Simon’s business card also proclaimed, and suddenly Markus had to laugh at how terribly off the mark his first guess at Simon’s profession had been. Well, if all journalists were more thoughtful like this one, he may have to start taking more of an interest in what was written about him.

“It would be my pleasure.” Markus replied, taking the offered business card and then the hand holding it. Feeling bold, he pressed a kiss to Simon’s knuckles before stepping away. And the faint pink flush that rose and covered his cheeks...well, now he was definitely the most breathtaking piece in the gallery. Markus would have to tell him that next time.

#dbh #detroit become human #simarkus #dbh simon #dbh markus #bready's fic #request fill #itzmckennaj

[warblerhxc]

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Who: Jeff & Hunter Where: Hunter’s dorm. What: After the dance, Hunter finally snaps.  Warnings: None. 

JeffToday at 11:24 AM

The dance was over and all through the halls, the boys were returning to their rooms. Well most of them, some were sneaking into the rooms they'd much rather be in. Jeff was one of them. He had stole glance at the boy he loved over and over again, but now he was going to get to touch him. He didn't knock this time, just stepped into the room and locked the door behind him as he took in the beauty that is his boyfriend. "Hi." A blush settling on his cheeks.

HunterToday at 11:36 AM

Things were a bit awkward between him and Jason, but not as much so as it would've been had the man not known Hunter was dating his brother. He had a good time with him - joked around, danced a bit - but by the time the night was over he was happy to head back to his dorm. He'd just finished pulling his tie off when he heard his dorm door opening up, a smile painting his lips as he heard his boyfriend's voice. "Hello to you, dear," Hunter chuckled to the other man, turning around to get a good look at the man he'd been keeping his eyes on all night.

JeffToday at 11:41 AM

Jeff licked his lips. His eyes fully skating over Hunter now. Fuck did he look good in a suit. He'd have to try and see him dressed up more. Biting his lip, he beckoned Hunter over. Too scared to leave the door otherwise he might not make it to him since his heart was beating out of his chest. "Come here." he whispered as well.

HunterToday at 11:44 AM

Tossing his tie onto his bed Hunter then made his way over to Jeff, taking hold of the lapels of the boy's blazer so he could pull him in for a kiss. He'd been wanting to do that since he laid his eyes on him at the dance, and finally being able to allowed him to finally relax. "You look breathtaking," he mumbled against the boy's lips, finding it extremely difficult to pull back again.

JeffToday at 11:46 AM

Jeff easily moved into Hunter when he was pulled close. Melting the moment he kissed him, he was a goner in his kiss. His head tilting to the side, Jeff was over joyed to be kissing him. "I've been dying to kiss you all night." he whispered back, diving back into the kiss with him. Jeff's fingers sliding through Hunter's hair a bit as his tugged the boy's lip.

HunterToday at 12:01 PM

Given the chance Hunter could do this all night, just stand here kissing his gorgeous boyfriend. Though he knew Sebastian wouldn't have tried anything with him Hunter was still a mark jealous, wishing it could've been him dancing with the man he loved. Alas fear and being partnered up with someone else for the dance stood in his way, but at least he had the boy at this time.

JeffToday at 12:03 PM

Jeff was glad to have this moment, this chance to kiss his lover tonight. Breaking the kiss as he needed air, his forehead rested to Hunter's. He smiled softly, pecking his lips still. "Kind of glad I told Sebastian I was taken, didn't say who, but I think it stopped him from flirting as much as he normally does." Pressing a soft kiss once more to Hunter's lips.

HunterToday at 12:08 PM

Hunter's brow raised to the other, a slight chuckle leaving his lips. Well, any reason to have Sebastian not as touchy towards his man was something Hunter could get behind - especially if it didn't involve him being outed. "You know he's just going to try to figure it out from this point on, right?" Hunter said with a smile, making it clear he wasn't upset with Jeff.

JeffToday at 12:10 PM

"Yeah, I know but for now, he hasn't figure it out." Jeff's fingers twirling in the short hairs on the back of Hunter's neck. "So for now, its just ours...well and Jason knows which I'm happy he does. Can we go sit on the bed?" he asked, chewing his lip softly.

HunterToday at 12:59 PM

Hunter complied with the other's wishes easily, reaching down to pull Jeff's legs up and hold the other man against his waist as he walked the two of them over to the bed. Upon sitting down he made sure to keep the other in his lap, fingers carding through the boy's blond hair. "Better?" he asked the other, a brow arched.

JeffToday at 1:01 PM

Jeff yelped and held on as he was carried. There was always something so hot about a guy that could pick him up and carry him like that. Settling on his lap, Jeff leaned into his touch and closed his eyes. "With you, everything in my life is better." Turning to kiss the boy's palm softly.

HunterToday at 1:32 PM

Hunter couldn't help but roll his eyes at the cheesy comment, though he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter a bit at it. He felt the same - everything was better with Jeff, and he hated pretending it wasn't. Hated how he had to fake to his mother that the guy he wasn't even seeing wasn't his date. "I don't want to hide anymore," he said to the other after a moment of silence, those words holding a confidence he hadn't been able to muster before.

JeffToday at 1:38 PM

Jeff was lost in the moment when he heard what Hunter had to say. "What..." His eyes filling with a new emotion. It was one he couldn't think of the words to explain but he felt it all through him. Did he really say what he said? "Then what do you want to do...are you breaking up with me?" Jeff getting up from his lap in fear.

HunterToday at 1:42 PM

Hunter quickly realized how his words might've sounded to the other, reaching his hands out to take hold of Jeff's waist and make sure he wasn't going to take off entirely before he could clarify. "No - I love you too much to do that," he stated, standing up from the bed in order to capture the other's lips in a passionate kiss that tried to convey just how much he cared for the other. "I don't want to keep that love in this room anymore. I feel like I'm suffocating."

JeffToday at 1:43 PM

Jeff tentively kissed him back. He wasn't sure until then that he meant in the way that Jeff hoped he would. Biting his own lip, Jeff nodded to him. "I dont like it either, I don't like not being able to kiss you when I want or hold your hand in the halls." Nuzzling his cheek then, he closed his eyes. "I wanted to tell Sebastian so bad."

HunterToday at 1:50 PM

"Tell him, then," Hunter said to the other, barely skipping a beat. Though he knew he'd get some teasing from Sebastian and some choice words about things Hunter said to him, he was tired. Tired of pretending to be something he wasn't - tired of ignoring the man he loved when all he wanted was to wrap his hands around his waist in the hallways.

JeffToday at 1:52 PM

"Maybe later. I have a better idea." Jeff pushed Hunter back on the bed and sat on his lap. Holding his phone up, he took a picture of them as he kissed Hunter's cheek. "What do you think I should caption it?" Jeff's simple way of asking Hunter if he could do this. If he could post a picture of them together.

HunterToday at 1:56 PM

Hunter let out a small laugh as he was pushed back, brows raising as the other seemed to be enjoying himself quite a lot after the new information. "Six months," he said to the other. Though it was a few days shy from their six month anniversary, it'd still get the point across that the pair were very, very much exclusive and Hunter was very much gay.

JeffToday at 1:58 PM

Jeff giggled, "One more." This time, he kissed Hunter on the lips and added the photo to the post. Tagging it and captioning it with 'six months', Jeff posted it then set his phone down. "Now our phones are going to blow up." he chuckled as his phone went off already.

HunterToday at 2:08 PM

The sheer number of people was enough to make Hunter tense up a bit, his comfort only extending so far. He had to calm himself down though - had to learn to be okay with everyone knowing. "Sebastian's just mad that you got to me first," he said to the other, trying to mask his nerves with humor.

JeffToday at 2:11 PM

"Pretty much and that you got to me first too." Jeff put his phone on silent then and set it aside. He knew a tense look when he saw it. Caressing his cheek, his forehead came to Hunter's. "We can still have our bubble, just no people know we have a bubble." Pressing a light kiss to his nose.

HunterToday at 2:20 PM

A bubble. Hunter was comfortable with that - to still have a place where he could be alone with Jeff away from prying eyes. That let him relax a bit again, pressing his forehead to the other's. "They're going to figure that since we're always hiding in my room that's our hiding place," he said to him, fingers running against the man's waist.

JeffToday at 2:22 PM

Jeff nodded to him. "Yes, they are. Plus you do live in a single after all." Kissing his jaw softly with a hum. He would much rather be kissing Hunter but he knew Mason would be blowing up his phone soon, so he grabbed it and started texting Mason back. "Mason called you a model"

HunterToday at 2:24 PM

Hunter's brow raised as the other went back to his phone, a smile coating his lips as he heard the comment from Jeff's friend. "Did he, now?" he chuckled to him. Though he was definitely confident in his appearance, he wasn't so sure about being model level attractive. He'd take the compliment, though.

JeffToday at 2:29 PM

"Yeah and now he wants to know if you're hung." Jeff scooting to the side a bit on his lap with smirked. He didn't say anything to Hunter as he replied, hiding his phone screen as well so he couldn't see what Jeff typed.

HunterToday at 2:32 PM

Hunter couldn't help but roll his hips up when the other made the comment, very intentionally trying to sway him towards one way of thinking. "What'd you tell him?" Hunter asked the other, his smile slowly turning into a smirk as he threw the boy a wink.

JeffToday at 2:33 PM

"I'm not telling you." Jeff getting up from his lap. He was in the mood to play and well, who could help him as he slowly made his way to the door. "Gonna have to catch me.." Jeff bolting out the door with a laugh on his lips.

HunterToday at 2:35 PM

Hunter rolled his eyes as the man bolted off, the boy getting a head start due to the surprise factor. Soon enough though Hunter was chasing after him, feet hitting the hardwood floor as he darted after him. "You're ridiculous, you know that?" he called after him, though he was definitely enjoying himself as well.

JeffToday at 2:38 PM

"Yep and you love me for it" Jeff called back. He knew they could get in trouble for this but it seemed everyone was busy so he didnt care. Turning a corner, Jeff hid there in the shadows in hopes that Hunter would run by.

HunterToday at 2:40 PM

Hunter saw the other as he turned the corner, but as he did the same he lost sight of him. He stopped a few feet off from where Jeff had hidden himself, glancing around the area. "This is cheating," he said aloud, crossing his arms over his chest.

JeffToday at 2:42 PM

Jeff bit his lip, trying not to laugh. He could hear the semi pout in his voice, which only made him want to give in. So slowly, Jeff popped up and smirked to his boyfriend. "Its not cheating but I'll be good...for now....but only if I get more kisses." Stepping in close to him.

HunterToday at 2:45 PM

Hunter turned to face his boyfriend when the man popped up, complying with the kiss he'd been asked of. While he was distracting him with his lips, however, Hunter reached down to snatch the man's phone, deciding to be the one to bolt off this time. "Meet you back in the dorm," he called out to him, that giving him plenty of time to go snooping.

JeffToday at 2:46 PM

Jeff growled at him. "You suck, Hunter Clarington...and you're going to be doing a lot of it tonight." With that, he took off after him, smiling as he did. He didn't care if Hunter read it all, this was just so much more fun then hiding ever could be.

HunterToday at 2:49 PM

Scrolling through the messages Jeff had sent to Mason he couldn't help but have a wide grin, every text going straight to his ego. Once he'd arrived back in his dorm he let himself fall back on the bed, propping himself up on an arm as he pretended as if he was still reading.

JeffToday at 2:50 PM

Jeff caught up and slowed as he entered the room. Seeing him there, Jeff shut and locked the door. "Enjoying yourself?" He remarked. "Well while you read, I'm going to shower." Winking as he stepped into the boy's bathroom and started the shower.

#ships ;; jeffter #para ;; 002

[dantesilvadraws]

Young and Terrified Pt. 2

Title: Young and Terrified Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou Warning: Omegaverse (Part 1)

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How do you come back from doing something like that?

The question had been buzzing in Bakugou’s head for the past hour as he stared up at Kirishima’s apartment building. He couldn’t just knock on the door and tell him that he’s sorry, although, yes that was the most appropriate thing to do, but it was far to dismissive. Especially after everything he said.

As the sun began to rise behind the apartment building Bakugou came to the realization that he had been standing there for hours. And the only words he had were: I’m sorry.

There was no way that was enough.

And that’s when Kirishima stepped out of the apartment. In like a cheesy romance, the two of them spotted each other through the rushing morning crowd that was beginning to form. Time stood still for a few moments and Bakugou could see the fingers on Kirishima’s right hand beginning to twitch. It was a trigger, breaking Bakugou from the spell he had put himself under.

“I’m sorry!” Bakugou shouted the exact words he didn’t want to say but he’d find better words to make up for it.

Kirishima glanced downward, swaying and rubbing the back of his neck.

Bakugou jogged toward the omega, nearly tripping on a business man.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Bakugou repeated, he wanted to take Kirishima in his arms or grab his hands but he wasn’t sure if the omega wanted him to touch him and he didn’t want to upset him even more, “I’m a fucking idiot and I didn’t mean to say those things I was just scared…” he admitted, “And if I’m scared, I can only imagine how scared you must be.”

Kirishima stared up at Bakugou, he sighed and smiled weakly, “You’re right...I am scared -- but if, if you promise to be with me then, everything might be less scary, you know?”

“I’m going to make you and our son so happy, if you’ll let me.” Bakugou declared.

“Son?” Kirishima gasped, “How -- how can you tell?”

“Trust me, I know.” Bakugou said, “So, will you let me, will you give me another chance?”

Kirishima hesitated and it was painful for Bakugou to feel that uncertainty.

“You don’t have to answer right away.” Bakugou said, “But I promise I’ll make up for it.” “Yeah, okay.” Kirishima nodded and agreed.

And Bakugou did what he promised. He did his best to be at every villain sighting he could, and participate enough to get paid. Not only was he conducting business during the day, but he was sweeping out the city at night too. He was going to do whatever he needed to, to give Kirishima a nice apartment to nest and then raise their child in.

Despite admiring all of the effort Bakugou was putting out, it was still of course a little worrying to Kirishima. He knew Bakugou would keep his promise, but he didn’t want him to tire himself out to the point where he wouldn’t have a choice but to raise this baby on his own.  

But Bakugou wasn’t entirely hard headed, he knew his limitations and he hated it. Bakugou sat at a park bench drinking a bottle of water and thinking about what his next plan of attack should be. His thoughts were interrupted by the soft buzz of his phone and an image from Kirishima that eased his stresses.

It was a picture of ultrasound with the caption, ‘You were right, we’re going to have a boy.’

Bakugou smiled.

“What are you smiling at?”

Bakugou looked up and saw Izuku standing in front of him, he rolled his eyes, “None of your business.”

Izuku crossed his arms and sat in the spot next to Bakugou, “Is everything okay?”

Bakugou didn’t answer.

“You’ve been -- umm, kinda everywhere.” “What, are you jealous I’m going to take your spot at number one?”

“Maybe a little.” Izuku sat next him, “Um, hey can I ask you something?”

“You can try.”

“I know it really isn’t any of my business, but, is Kirishima really pregnant?” Izuku asked.

“You answered your own damn question.” Bakugou half growled, “To mind your own fucking business.”

“I just haven’t seen him around and rumors are --”

“You listen to rumors?” “No, no, um, it’s just that Eijirou is my friend and I --,” Bakugou stood up, and sighed, “As long as Eijirou is with me, you don’t have to worry about his safety. He’s fine…” he then added with a smile as he walked off, “...they both are.”

“Both?”

Bakugou walked away cooly, and shot a text with an address and to meet him there so they could celebrate.

Later in the evening, Kirishima arrived at the address, slightly confused. It wasn’t a place that he’d expect to go and celebrate. It -- it was the address to an apartment complex on a nicer part of town than his current one was at.

He was about to call Bakugou to ask about the address, when he saw him coming out of the building with a smile on his face and a pair of keys in his hands. He beamed when saw his pregnant omega and said, “Guess what we now have.”

Could it be true? Did they no longer have seperate homes, but one to share?

A place where they can be together and raise their pup?

Was it true?

“Katsuki… is that what I think it is?”

“Yes it is,” he put out a hand, “You want to see our new home?” Kirishima reached out toward Bakugou’s hand, who then led the way to their sixth floor, two bedroom apartment. As soon as Kirishima entered the apartment he caught the smell of something delicious coming from another room.

“Something smells really good!” Kirishima exclaimed, excited to find what was making his mouth water.

“Over here.” Bakugou directed Kirishima into another room with a crib and a nightstand. Sitting on the nightstand was some fresh pizza, which Kirishima had been craving.

Kirishima covered his mouth, a rush of emotions hit him and he wasn’t sure if he was going to cry or scream from the happiness and unbelievability of it all. Bakugou wrapped his arms around his omega and set his hands on his little belly.

“So, is this enough to make up for all that shitty crap I said to you before?”

“Of course it does.”

#bnha omegaverse #alpha bakugou #omega kirishima #kiribaku #bakushima

[muchdan]

will you ever mess with me

phan, m word count: 1157

Phil has no time for any man in Dan's life. That probably only means he's a good friend, right?

[read on ao3]

“Do you mind if I dump my junk here?”

Dan is standing in his doorway with a training bag over his shoulder and a box so big it almost covers his face. Phil opens the door wider.

“I guess.”

It’s not the first time Dan elopes to him when his life is falling apart. He already has his own drawer and even a toothbrush here. There’s his iPad charger that got so tangled with Phil’s own wires that he just gave up and bought another one. He even has his own set of pajamas that Phil fully donated to him after a couple of sleepovers.

“I mean, why do I even bother?” Dan puts the box on the floor, throws the bag on the sofa, and takes his jacket off. Phil can guess what’s going on. Though he won’t deny Dan the pleasure to tell everything himself.

“It’s been dragging for months now.”

Phil knows, of course, he does. He knows everything and a bit more than he’d prefer. He knows that Tommy’s been indifferent recently. He knows they didn’t have proper sex in weeks. He knows Dan hopelessly tried to revitalize that feeling he had when they just met. It happens. You fall out of love, of infatuation, and you don’t want to work on it anymore. That’s okay. Dan will be okay.

***

Phil pours Dan’s cold tea down the drain, swipes the crumbs of cookies off the table, listens to Dan unpacking in the other room. He has a guest bedroom but Dan never uses it. “It’s damp in there and you really need to turn that mattress over.”

Besides, the bed in his own room is giant and his wardrobe is half empty anyways so Dan can temporarily store his clothes there.

***

“It’s almost like you’re married guys,” Cat laughs and Phil takes a sip of his cappuccino to hide a smile. They could be, really. If their life was a cheesy rom-com, they would have already drunkenly promised to each other to get married if they’re single by forty.

“Yeah, that’s probably the only thing that separates us,” Dan says. It’s hard to understand if he’s serious or not, so Cat just laughs again. Phil knows that it’s almost true.

Dan reached for him on the second night, a tentative hand, his touch soft and gentle, as Dan can only be with Phil. They tug each other’s bottoms down and touch, roughly and so so lovely, kisses loud and demanding in the dark.

“Fuck, I missed this.”

Phil loves to be special in Dan’s life, loves to know some part of him will always be longing for Phil’s body on top of him, always searching for the feeling of Phil’s heavy cock in his mouth.

“Jesus, I can’t even fully take you.” The surprise, the astonishment in his voice makes Phil’s thighs jump and he spills all over Dan’s chest. Dan follows, rubbing himself against Phil’s leg.

***

“I’m sorry, I will move out soon. Just need to find a place near work.”

He’s apologizing and washing dishes, stacking them neatly by the sink to dry off later. Trying to justify his existence in Phil’s flat. See? I’m useful. I give just as much as I take. Phil knows Dan will never take advantage of their friendship, knows that he’s actually looking for a new place. That’s very nice of him. Almost too nice.

***

Tommy is standing in his doorway, hands in his pockets, and Phil really wants to punch him.

“He doesn’t want to see you.” Phil doesn’t actually know if that’s true. A shitty move, yes, but he really has no time for this man. Or for any man in Dan’s life. This thought is troubling.

“Um, no. I’m going to my parents for a week and he forgot the keys, so.” Tommy shrugs awkwardly and extends his arm to give Phil the keys. “He will probably want to get all his stuff while I’m not there.”

“Okay.”

***

Phil is not eager to go to Dan and Tommy’s flat and witness the remains of their love. He doesn’t want to hear Dan reminisce all the stories and romantic gestures and even the bad times while he stuffs bags with all his knick-knacks.

“Do you need this?”

It’s a ceramic plant pot Dan and Tommy made together in a pottery class but never got around to actually use. It’s been standing empty on the windowsill for ages.

“Nah,” Dan says and turns back to the DVD shelf where they kept their movie collection.

The whole thing doesn’t take more than two hours and the only sentimental emotion Dan expresses is for the Switch they bought together.

“I guess Tommy wanted it more so I’ll leave it to him,” he finally decides. “I can use yours anyways.”

He winks at Phil with this playful certainly that wakes something in Phil’s chest.

***

“What do you think about this one?”

Phil leans closer to Dan, the distance between them on the couch is small and comfortable. Dan shows him the pictures of a simple yet big, fully furnished flat.

“Two bedrooms, a fucking balcony overlooking the park. There’s even a fireplace.”

It’s perfect. It’s near Dan’s work, close to the city center but hidden from the tourists. It even says pet-friendly in the caption which will finally allow Dan to get a dog.

“Hmm, I don’t know, my place is better,” says Phil.

Dan gives him a look.

“Yeah, okay, I’ll just stay with you forever.”

“Okay.”

Phil’s heart is doing some acrobatic tricks. His body is warning him: that’s too far, abort, abort, abort!

Dan’s eyes are soft and his lips are right there when he whispers.

“Are you serious right now?”

***

Sex feels different. Why? He finds the answer somewhere between the moment when Dan rolls his hips and his own sharp moan. They linger in the kiss, Dan never stops moving, their heartbeats so close, echoing each other. Dan whispers something into his lips, with so much intent that Phil can swear he can hear him say those words. It threatens to burst something in his chest.

Did he always love Dan?

Did Dan always love him?

Dan clings to him in the shower. The water is too hot for Phil, but Dan is relaxed, enjoying how the burning mist feels on the small of this back.

It’s liberating, that’s what it is. Saying these words and hearing them back. Touching Dan and knowing that it’s right. That it’s not just for today or another week, or until Dan finds a flat or another shitty boyfriend. It’s finally them.

“I’ve been so stupid,” Dan’s voice is muffled where he breathes the words into Phil’s chest. “I didn’t know what I wanted.”

Phil hugs him closer, grazes his arms along Dan’s broad back, pauses at those wonderful back dimples that he promises to cherish forever.

“Yeah, same here.”

#phanfic #phan #dnp #phandom #muchdan #muchdan fic

[markleetrashh]

Boyfriend Jungwoo

• hello everyone im here and back with writing finally after two months (i think!!) • to start off this wonderful journey again let’s have a boyfriend! jungwoo au because who doesnt love him am i right??? • also specially dedicated to @babyjungwoo • which means, I’LL BE WRITING FOR YUKHEI & JUNGWOO FROM TODAY ONWARDS! (yay 🎉) • without further ado, let’s begin

• firstly, how you met him • he’s working at this dog cafe you visit frequently (idk why but jungwoo + dogs would just be a very good combination??) • and whenever you visit he’d always greet you with his big and sweet smile and your heart goes !!!! all the time • he’d always ask about your day, and how you’re doing • and that one time he also offered to treat you, which means your visit was completely free of charge • and of course you’d feel bad so you’d reject his offer at first, but he insists • so you make a deal to treat him to a meal some other time to make up for it • and yall exchange numbers to keep in contact • also have i mentioned the way his eyes would soften whenever he held the dogs as he’d coo and play with them??? • makes you find him more attractive all the time • so jungwoo sends you a text teasing you, • “so… when are we going out together?” • “… that fast? i mean,, i’m free next week” • “i was kidding! just text me whenever and i’ll make time for you” • his words made you a little happy and fuzzy but clueless him did not notice at all and still proceeded to send you heart and cute emojis • so the day of your date finally comes and for once in months, you see jungwoo not dressed in his standard working uniform • but instead he’s wearing this oversized pullover and skinny jeans • with his messy brown hair unkept,, and he’s waiting for you below your apartment with his hands in his pockets • boyfriend vibes are r e a l • and when he sees you he gives you his beautiful smile again and waves • and he compliments you, which makes you blush • and you see him giggling and laughing at you • after weeks of spending time together and meeting often • ^ your visits to the cafe increased by two times (just because you wanted to see him everyday,, even the dogs recognise you now) • and he’d occasionally surprise you at your home with food • you slowly find yourself falling for this man • and you’re too afraid to even say it to him because you know jungwoo, he’s more introverted and you’re scared he doesnt share the same feelings • but then yukhei (his coworker) would always show/tell you hints that he has feelings for you too • he’d tell you about how jungwoo’s the most happy when you visit • and that he’d never seen jungwoo this happy before • and he’d also text you occasionally • and when you visit the cafe yukhei would just push jungwoo to you and give him the biggest smirk • so you decided to take up courage and talk about it with him • and god, you’ve never seen him so nervous before • as soon as you brought up “um jungwoo i have something i want to talk about with you” • you could see him fiddling with his fingers and not replying quickly • but you still carry on anymore • “jungwoo… i… have feelings for you” • and he just stares at you with the biggest eyes • “jungwoo?? i know you’re shocked but i just needed to let this off my chest-” • “I HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU TOO” • he’d cut you off before you can even say anything else • and he still looks super nervous and embarrassed with his red blushing cheeks you can’t help but laugh • “y-you’re serious right? why are you laughing-” • “yes i am, i really do like you. i dont know, you’re just too cute” • and he blushes again but this time he relaxes and smiles at you again • there goes your heart 💨💨💨💨 • okay on to the actual boyfriend things • you know how jungwoo is already really soft?? • when it comes to you, he becomes even softer • im not even kidding, his eyes would sparkle when he looks at you • he’d be smiling 24/7 at you • or when he thinks about you • calls you his baby/princess • would buy you anything you want • loves loves LOVES cuddles and hugs • yall don’t even need words, he’d just lazily come up to you and wrap his arms around you and you’d just lay in the position for minutes, or even hours • sometimes too shy for kisses but when you ask he’d give them to you willingly • because it makes him happy too!!! • has everything on his phone set to pictures of the both of you • instagram feed would be filled with pictures of you • with super cheesy and lovey-dovey captions • “just look at my princess 👑” • “best memories are always spent with this best one” • “most beautiful view” • which of course, gets teased by his friends (the other members) • “hyung i’ve known you for two years now and i didn’t know you were that cheesy -yukhei” • “wow jungwoo getting it! -johnny” • “still waiting for a treat from you because i’m the one who introduced the cafe to you -kun” • but he doesn’t mind and he loves it in fact, • because he’s just super in love with you? • which means whenever you get upset or sad, he’d be affected too • but when you need to talk about your problems, he’d be all ears and makes sure you get everything off your chest • and even though he isnt the best at giving advice, he makes sure he tries • and he’d try to make you feel better, even if it’s the slightest bit • like how he’d sing you a song • or cook for you your favourite dishes • and also just showering you with affection • all that he knows will make you feel better • would joke around occasionally with you • and when both of you are together, it’s just full of fun and laughter • oh, and he surprised you with a dog for your first anniversary • the one you were swooning over when the both of you went to visit the adoption centre • and he took every measure he could to adopt the dog for you • which was why you were wondering why he was busy the previous weeks • he also bought all the necessities needed for you already and set them up in your home while you were not around?? • how can one be so sweet tbh • and when he surprised you, you couldn’t help but cry • and jungwoo being the softie he is, would hug you and hold you in his arms while kissing your forehead • and when you hug him back tightly he’d smile like crazy • bonus: while you were taking a bath after getting back he took your phone to take a selfie of himself and the dog and set it as your lockscreen • in conclusion he’s 100% boyfriend material and he loves you with every inch of his heart • affection and love? jungwoo will provide you with that 24/7 • need someone to be by your side? he’d be there no matter what

#hopefully this isnt bad ahh #nctwriters #nct #nct scenarios #smrookies scenarios #kim jungwoo #jungwoo #nct jungwoo #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #jungwoo scenarios #nct fluff #nct au

[jejublr]

boyfriend!jun

A/N: whoa, you guys must’ve love Vernon, huh??? thank you so much for your likes and support! ^^ Couldn’t help but agree he’s pretty boyfriend material (Cheol should watch out). Here’s another installment of the boyfriend series starring Jun! I hope you guys will give him as much love as you did Vernon bc Jun is a national treasure. Enjoy!

I like to think of him as a guy who finds the chase really thrilling?

loves the idea of having to conquer someone’s heart

but would definitely treasure you once you said “yes”

awkward first date but would be be shameless on the second one

starts showing his dorky side by the third date

him shyly playing the piano in front of you

“stop looking at me like that!”

would get excited if you ask him to teach you how to play

would definitely try harder when you’re around

sends you random selcas 

1638292010 of them

“which one do you think is better?”

“jun, they’re all the same.”

“no, they’re not!”

loves messing with you in public but v v soft for u in private

midnight calls when he’s away

soft-spoken “I miss you..” and yearning smiles

you guys are the “no, you hang up first” couple

also, he’ll come up with the most ridiculous nicknames istg

“hey, my hunniebunnie.”

“my sweet, sweet snuggle nugget.”

you: “are u ok mate?”

Minghao tries to avoid you guys at all cost when he starts acting up in front of him

the type to hit you up at the worst moments just to tell you to like his post on Instagram lmao 

spams you just for the heck of it

“I’m going to block you.”

“I know your password.”

steals your food just to annoy you

“I swear, Wen Junhui, if you dare to even glance at my fries one more time, I will not hesitate to stab you with this fork.”

treats you like a princess

he’s totally the type to spoil you

like, he’ll randomly buy you the necklace you’ve been eyeing or one day you’ll find a new box of shoes with a post it note saying “I thought you’d like these ;)”

bc he’s not the type to just treat you on anniversaries or special days like Valentine’s

bc he thinks that’s how you should be treated everyday aww

and he may be a greaseball, but if you take the initiative to make the first move on him he’d be done for

HE’LL GET CAUGHT OFF-GUARD AND GETS SUPER SHY

“why are you looking at me like that?”

“why? you don’t like it, hui?”

ffffff he’s done for if you start acting up

loses his cool façade and is super dorky when you’re around

secretly loves it when you’re being a little clingy and get jealous and act mad at him

“wen junhui! I’m angry! why are you laughing!!”

“it’s just..you’re cute.”

“uGH.”

gets super shy if you compliment him but at the same time has no shame?

“you look really hot today.”

“m-me? hah ofc I’m wen junhui, what do you expect.”

shameless, I tell you

his phone home screen would be a picture of you, even if his lockscreen isn’t 

bc he doesn’t want the others to see that pretty picture of you 

although he gets jealous, jun is never one to get possessive of you

if someone comes up to him and tell him how pretty you looked, he’d be just “yeah, of course they are.”

bc he knows his s/o is someone incredibly talented and attractive and it’s only natural for people to flock around you

so he takes great pride that he’s able to call himself your boyfriend

knows you only look at him and you, too, know he only looks at you and there’s a strong mutual trust established

whines if you don’t laugh at his pun lol

prolly has a second acc on Instagram bc he got receipts to pull out all the time

putting up ur ugly pics with captions like “what an ugly thing. but they’re my ugly thing.”

likes to stare at you while doing things

like you’d be reading and he’ll suddenly start giggling yes wen junhui giggles, like have u seen him

“is there something on my face?”

“no, you just make me really happy.”

and then you’ll start giggling too bc oH MY GOD WHY IS YOUR BOYFRIEND SO CHEESY

you two are a mess smh

also imagine going on a trip with jun to china so he could introduce you to him family

his younger brother wants to marry you

“you’re so pretty. would you marry me?”

“YAH SHE’S MY GIRLFRIEND, FIND YOUR OWN.”

I mean, you can’t get mad at him, Jun, he learned from the best

him pulling out his wushu moves to look cool in front of you

puts things out of your reach just to tease you

“if you want it, you have to kiss me first.”

honestly, he’ll go great lengths to get some smooch from you

“JUN HUI GET DOWN FROM THAT TREE.”

“NOT BEFORE YOU KISS ME.”

acts like he’s dying if he doesn’t get it

“I feel weak.. I need.. I need your love~”

“Nice try, ass****, you’re still washing the dishes tonight.”

getting along with minghao fairly easily bc it’s always a roast fest with him 25/8

but also secretly learning how to speak chinese from Minghao so you can surprise Jun if you don’t speak the language

him almost crying when you talked to him in chinese once you get the hang of it

proceeds to pick you up in Chinese lol

“okay, I don’t know what you just said but sure.”

I like to think Jun is the kind of man who thinks a lot about his future with you??? just bc

plans his whole life ahead with you by his side but never really telling you bc he’s shy

but also bc he’s scared that he’ll lose you

dating Jun isn’t just dating a greaseball ok

Jun is so much more than the persona he made himself to be on camera

because under all the winks and suaveness is a caring guy who I think is brimming with love and care he’s dying to share with someone and honestly if you caught yourself a Wen Junhui, Prince Of China, you better never let go

Other Boyfriend!Seventeen

S.Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | The8 | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

#i didn't realize how long this is until i finished the draft lol #jun scenarios #jun scenario #jun imagine #jun imagines #boyfriend jun #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen imagine #seventeen au #seventeen fics #seventeen fic #boyfriend au #seventeen jun #seventeen #jun #boyfriend seventeen #seventeen boyfriend

[isyoursummer]

Sparkles

(read on ao3 here)

These kinds of events are the few occurrences humanity seems to have hope, Dan thinks, shifting his camera on his shoulder. It's funny how happiness is in the air almost like it's a tangible thing; rainbow glitter is continuously sprinkled from somewhere and it catches in his eyelashes, people nearby him cheering and twirling around like a dog under soft snow. Their sheer gowns catch in the light and for a moment resembles fabric made out of sunlight; Dan is quick to capture that in his camera, flashing a grin at the owner of the gown afterwards.

If this is what chaos looks like, he might as well live in chaos forever. The street front of him is brightly lit up with artificial colors and neon signs, people dancing half-naked in top of huge buses which windows has also been splattered with various colors of paint. He's always been waist-deep in this community and this might be his favorite part of it; the overflowing love and positivity, as cheesy as it sounds. A bright splatter of vivid color in monochrome society.

He tries to capture the screaming colors enough that the frozen remains have half of the life of the actual thing.

"Alright, raise your hand if you're gay!" an enhanced voice sounds from somewhere. Dan holds his camera arm up to try to find the source of the sound. "That's right, hands up!"

Thousands of hands shoot up to the air, some intertwined with an another hand, some with multi-colored bracelets jingling from them, and a pair of two male hands nearby him holding a giggling baby up high in the air, the baby laughing and punching the air with its small fist. It's a much too beautiful sight to lose forever. Dan snaps the button.

"I see a lot of hands!" the voice continues, brightly. "For those of you who didn't raise your hand- sorry, but you'll have to miss some of the fun!"

The crowd laughs. Dan chuckles along and finally focuses his camera on the source of the voice- he's a young man, dressed in a red top and blue jeans and with his cheek streaked with rainbow, a flag tied around his shoulders. He's currently at the top of a truck with a megaphone in his hand and he's positively glowing, full to the brim of laughter and sunlight and god knows what more. He's radiant. He's perfect.

Dan rises his camera a bit more to properly zoom into the face of the man and sees a laughing face, his smile young and happy with the light illuminating his facial features. Dan clicks the camera button once, twice, three times and feels himself grinning along slightly- the joy is simply contagious.

Then the man looks down to meet Dan's camera. He looks a bit bewildered at first, but soon breaks into a easy grin; he has really striking eyes, Dan notes, a mesmirizing blue that shines brightly of color. He removes the camera from the front of his face and waves his hands, mouthing Go on, please. He seems to get the message and turns back to the crowd with the megaphone ready on his mouth.

"Nice sign you have there, miss!" he shouts. "If you're under 18, cover your ears. @hot guys: sorry, i eat pussy. Jesus, that's literally something you'd write in your tombstone, am I right?"

The brunet continues to play with the crowd, his witty sense of humor shining as bright as himself and Dan finds himself smiling widely as he attempts to capture the essence of the moment with his camera. He's everything that Dan was looking for in perhaps more than one way. The man is simply endearing, all stupidly large smiles and bright eyes and the wind blowing through his black hair, ruffling it and managing to make him look even more wild then before.

He hopes his pictures would do him justice.

Not too long after, the man gives a crooked salute to the crowd (resulting in more cheering) and clambers off the truck, a bit clumsily considering his height. He seems to melt into the sea of people after landing and Dan doesn't want to lose him, not at all and he looks around, considering going after the spot where he landed when he feels a tap on his shoulder.

Dan wheels around to see the megaphone man himself, wearing a crooked smile and looking a tad awkward. Dan takes in a breath.

"Hi," he says breathlessly. He's properly breathtaking now that they're so close; the smeared paint failing to hide his chiseled cheekbones and his fringe, falling to his face and highlighting his eyes, clear blue and so, so pretty. "You've been taking pictures of me?"

"Yeah." Dan says, shifting in his feet. "Was that okay with you? I can delete them if you want."

"No, it's fine." he says, shrugging. "Is my face gonna end up in the morning newspaper?"

"Probably." Dan grins. "I work for The Huffington Post, actually. I'm Dan."

"Phil." they shake hands, the warm touch of Phil's fingers soft against his skin.

"I'm glad that I got to be your model." Phil says. "Did you get decent shots?"

Not just decent, Dan thinks to himself, they were perfect, beautiful as fuck. "I did." he says. "You were actually exactly what I needed. Really gay, colorful, overwhelming presence, visually pleasing." he pauses. "Sorry, did that sound objectifying?"

"No! Not at all." maybe Dan's just imagining but maybe Phil's blushing under those colors on his face, just maybe. "Happy to be in service."

The people around them break into a song, something he thinks Lady Gaga sang at the Superbowl, the weird echoes of thousand of people chanting ringing across his body. He looks at Phil. Phil's smiling at him, his features soft and bright.

"Can I do something?" he suddenly says. "It wouldn't take long."

"Yes?" Dan responds.

Phil takes his phone out and snaps a picture of him. Dan blinks.

"You've been taking pictures of others all day." he says, a cheeky grin on his face, "You deserve one, too. To be preserved in a photo."

He proceeds to reach through Dan's hair to pick out a stray piece of confetti that got randomly stuck there, him being almost as tall as Dan so he stands firmly on his feet instead of tiptoes. The soft brush of Phil's fingertips against his scalp gives Dan warm tingles all over his body.

"Picture perfect, now." Phil says, softly yet somehow heard above the music. Dan blushes.

"Are you gonna keep that?" he asks. "It's okay with me."

Phil nods. "I'll text the picture to you, if you want."

"But you don't have my nu- " and oh. "Jesus, that was smooth." he laughs, pulling out his own phone from his pocket.

Phil grins and punches his number in Dan's phone, informing him to "text me right away, I'm saving your number." Dan obliges and his heart has gone way too stupidly big for his liking.

Phil texts him the picture he's taken when Dan's at the bus on his way home, complete with a rainbow emoji and a winky face one with the caption sometimes you have to stand in front of the camera, and a seprate text that reads because you're too pretty to let go easily.  It makes Dan ferociously blush and giggle like the way he hasn't in a long time and God, how long has it been since he last flirted with someone so easily. He types back  you're not really in a place to tell others that they're pretty and presses his face against the window, the relatively cool slab of glass cooling his burning cheeks but not enough to stop the smile that's blooming in his face.

-we should meet again, sometime :)  

Dan feels ridiculously giddy. It's stupid, but definitely worth it.

#this looks so cheesy now that i'm rereading it lol #phanfiction #phan #one shot #pride parade #dan howell #phil lester #writers on tumblr #flirting #danisnotonefire #amazingphil #my fic

[redhoodedwolf]

less-than three

HERE HAVE A RANDOM SPONTANEOUS VALENTINES DAY FIC???

I was reminiscing with my roommate yesterday over the tumblr boyfriend I had like five years ago, fondly remembering how we’d message each other and hating how we didn’t have a chat feature back then but i digress

anyway I decided to put Derek and Stiles into an online/long distance relationship so have some fluff :D

d-hale: Hey.

star-wolves: Hey! How was your day?

d-hale: Pretty good all things considered. Been a long week.

d-hale: and you? How was class?

star-wolves: ugh, class was class. almost skewered myself on a lacrosse stick AGAIN

d-hale: ???

d-hale: I won’t ask.

star-wolves: But don’t you care about my well being??! DEREK RUDE

d-hale: of course I do

d-hale: But that’s the fifth time you’ve typed those words out to me, which is why I don’t need to ask. 

star-wolves: aw sweet

d-hale: am not

d-hale: change the subject

star-wolves: fiiiiine. You’re working on a new project, right? You patreon update was subtle at best but it’s the new client you talked about yesterday right??

d-hale: Yes. I’m almost done, but it’s been eating up a lot of my time.

d-hale: sorry about that

star-wolves: HEY NO work is totally important don’t ever apologize for puttin bacon on the table

star-wolves: As long as you’re not working yourself too hard I have no complaints. 

d-hale: I’m fine.

star-wolves: now is that an actual ‘I’m fine’ or a ‘Stiles can’t know I’m actually screaming inside so I’ll say I’m fine’ I’m fine

d-hale: your brain will always amaze me for how it works in such different ways

d-hale: But I do mean it. I’m actually enjoying this one, the client is easy to work with it’s just taking time I wish I could do other things with.

star-wolves: like what ;) ;) ;)

d-hale: Charming.

star-wolves: DON’T DENY ME

d-hale: Never.

star-wolves: DEREK YOU TAKE THAT SASS AND PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET

d-hale: I’m wearing pocket-less sweatpants what now

d-hale: and that was not an invitation to imagine me in sweatpants

star-wolves: you take out all the fun

star-wolves: ANYWAY SUBJECT CHANGE but can you believe it’s almost been a year of us chatting already? 

d-hale: Oh yeah. Valentines right?

star-wolves: Mhmm. I complimented your photographs and you couldn’t wait to meet the man who would lay down such respect upon you.

d-hale: I sent you ‘thanks’

star-wolves: UM NO I distinctly remember it was “Thank you very much for your compliments. I’m new here so it’s good to see people appreciating my photos.”

d-hale: and then you sent me back a thesis-long ‘you’re welcome’ 

star-wolves: hey if it wasn’t for that thesis you would have left it at that thank you so 

d-hale: You’re right. I’m lucky.

star-wolves: I just made a really embarrassing noise. You’re lucky no one is here with me.

d-hale: You’re not at home?

star-wolves: Library. Had to snag a couple books for an essay

d-hale: You should do your work instead of talking to me.

star-wolves: nooooooo I can do both! 

d-hale: What’s the essay for?

star-wolves: ...AP English.

d-hale: And isn’t that the class you’re struggling most with right now? 

star-wolves: STOP BEING LOGICAL I WANT TO TALK TO MY BOYFRIEND

d-hale: And we can talk. After you get work done. I should take a break for dinner anyway it’s already past eight

star-wolves: You need to eat! Go! 

d-hale: And you need to write that essay. I’ll message you in an hour, see where you’re at, and then we’ll decide if there’s enough time for a skype call.

star-wolves: Deal. Talk to you soon!

d-hale: Bye

“Stiles! There’s a package for you!” Sheriff Stilinski called as he stepped into the house at 6:17 AM on the dot, a USPS box in hand.

Stiles bound down the stairs in nothing but a hastily thrown-on pair of sweatpants, rubbing a towel over his wet hair. He furrowed his brow in confusion. “You just found it on the porch? I checked last night when I got in and didn’t see anything.”

His father shrugged as he wiggled his jacket off of his shoulders. “Maybe it was a late delivery. I’m headin’ to bed, kid. Have a good day at school.”

Stiles gave his dad a soft smile. “’Kay. Sleep well. Eat when you get up!” 

His father waved a hand over his head as he ascended the steps languidly, obviously exhausted from a double overnight shift. 

Stiles draped his towel over his bare shoulders and eyeballed the box his father had left on the kitchen counter as he pulled open the junk drawer and rooted about for a moment to find the good, sharp scissors. He hip-checked the drawer closed and then approached the box.

The package was addressed to him, nothing suspicious on the outgoing address. His gaze shifted up to the left on the label and his heart jumped into his throat. He muffled his surprised noise with his wrist, narrowly missing stabbing himself in the forehead with the scissors. 

Stiles snapped a photo of the box and sent it to Derek with a text box full of question marks.

He didn’t waste any time and quickly sliced the box open and set the scissors aside to pry away the stubbornly clinging tape. Once he got the cardboard flaps open he noted the folded up sheet of notebook paper settled on top of some red tissue paper. 

Stiles grabbed the the note first and unfurled it, though he was itching to pry back the tissue paper and see what Derek sent him. 

Stiles,

I’m glad you reminded me earlier this week, so I was able to send this to you right on time. First off, Happy Valentine’s Day.

Stiles’ eyes widened. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and double checked the date. Sure enough, February 14th flashed up at him underneath the glaringly early hour of 6:21 AM. 

Stiles only had twenty minutes before he had to head to school for morning practice, but even the threat of Coach’s shouting and Jackson’s berating couldn’t get him to leave this spot. 

It’s now officially been a year since we started talking. Thank you, by the way, for not giving up on me. At first, you were just an encouraging voice from a dumb blogging website, but because of your support I am happy with what I’m doing now.

Of course, I’m also thankful for your love. But this is our meeting anniversary, so I won’t go too much into that.

But it is Valentine’s Day, so I decided to send a gift as well. It’s no flowers, but I figured that was a relationship anniversary thing so I held off on those. Four months.

I hope it fits. I remember you talking about how much you wanted the jacket the one son had in the family portraits series I did a few months back. I think it would suit you well. 

Stiles couldn’t hold back any longer. He reached for the tissue paper and pealed it back, revealing soft-looking red fabric that he immediately dug his fingers into to feel how warm it was. Stiles set the letter aside momentarily as he pulled the folded clothing article out of the box. 

As it unfolded, giving Stiles the full view of its amazingness, something hit the ground at Stiles feet. Looking down, he spotted a handful-sized plush wolf holding a packaged bar of chocolate. Stiles gently picked it up, grinned at the dumb plastic heart eyes and knew Derek had picked it out specifically because it looked so cheesy. 

Stiles turned back to the letter, jacket and plush squeezed between his arm and his chest. 

The chocolate is just a little something extra.

Have a good day, we will talk soon. 

I love you.

Derek Hale

Stiles let the towel around his shoulders hit the ground with a slightly heavy wet plop and shrugged the jacket on over his bare torso, the warm fleece of the zipper hoodie instantly sedating the goosebumps over his arms. 

Stiles snapped a photo of himself in the hoodie, throwing up a peace sign, and saved it to his Snapchat story with the caption ‘my boyfriend is the best boyfriend’ with a little dog emoji. 

Then he sent a photo just to Derek of him hugging the plush between his hand and his chin, a blinding grin on his face, eyes squinting up at the camera.

Stiles officially had no more time to waste and had to get ready to go to school. But he couldn’t wait for a response from Derek. He rushed upstairs to get ready while simultaneously opening up the skype app to give Derek a call. He didn’t have time for a video call, but a voice chat would be sufficient. 

Every deity must have been looking down at him just then because the call connected, which meant Derek actually had time to answer his call.

“Stiles,” Derek’s gravely voice filtered out of his phone’s speakers as Stiles struggled into a graphic t-shirt.

“I love you, too!” Stiles shouted, leaping for his phone. “I love you, too! Shit, Derek, way to say it first in a fucking letter of all things!”

Derek chuckled, and Stiles’ face burned with the force of his grin. “Wanted to do a little more than type it, you know?”

“Shit of course I know. But I wanted to say it first!”

“You were the one who confessed to me and got us into a relationship in the first place. I figured it was my turn.”

Stiles huffed as he pulled the hoodie on, swapping his phone from hand to hand as he slipped his arms into the sleeves. “Fine. I’ll accept it.”

“You can do it next time,” Derek said, in almost a teasing way.

Stiles scoffed as he began shoving his school things into his backpack and then checked his lacrosse bag to be sure he had clean clothes and all of his stuff. “What next time? A proposal?” he joked.

“Hmm. In a few years, sure.”

Stiles choked and stubbed his toe on the leg of his desk chair. “Fuck you, Derek Hale. Okay, shit, I’m going to be late to practice. But I really had to call you. Sorry if I interrupted anything.”

“No, it’s fine, just getting ready for a shoot this afternoon. I’m glad you called. But I don’t want you to be late, so I’ll let you go.”

“I’ll message you after practice. I need to see you tonight,” Stiles admitted, feeling slightly vulnerable.

It wasn’t easy, having a long-distance relationship. It was made easier by things like skype and immediate replies. But Stiles longed to have Derek with him in person.

Two months until graduation, Stiles reminded himself. Then summer. 

“We’ll make it happen,” Derek replied, voice soft.

“I love you.”

“Love you too. Get going.”

Stiles disconnected the call, cursed at the time, and sprinted out of the house. Two months. Two months.

Then Derek. 

#eternalsterek #sterek #fanfiction #au #fic #my au #still working on soulmark au tho!!! hopefully that'll be done this week!!

[gethealthy18-blog]

21 Funny Valentine’s Day Gifts

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21 Funny Valentine’s Day Gifts

21 Funny Valentine’s Day Gifts Harini Natarajan Hyderabd040-395603080 January 29, 2020

People usually get sentimental when it comes to Valentine’s Day gifts, but not all of us take Valentine’s Day gifts seriously. Some people like giving funny and sarcastic gifts because nothing is more appealing than a good sense of humor. So, instead of the usual chocolates, flowers, and romantic gifts, try something more creative and funny this Valentine’s Day. Here are some of the silliest, funniest, yet romantic gifts you can offer to your partner!

1. Gelid I Like His Beard/I Like Her Butt Couples Funny Coffee Mug Set

This Valentine’s Day, keep it light and cool with this funny coffee mug set. Remind each other what you like about each other with this conversation starter. This is a great Valentine’s Day gift for couples with a great sense of humor! The captions “I like his beard” and “I like her butt” are printed on both sides. This set makes a perfect gift for couples who genuinely like each other’s butt and beard!

Key Features:

Print that does not fade

Ceramic mugs

Dishwasher- and microwave-safe

Buy it here!

2. JustPaperRoses “I Love You From Top To Bottom” Novelty Toilet Paper

Who says Valentine’s Day gifts have to be sweet and romantic? Sometimes, it’s great to give something useful and funny to impress your bae. This adorably funny toilet paper will give them all the feels. Surprise your honey with this “I Love You From Top To Bottom” printed toilet paper roll in the morning, and they will have a good laugh. It is safe to use and functional, just like other toilet paper rolls!

Key Features:

The roll is printed using safe soy ink

Buy it here!

3. LET IT. BEER Beer Chiller Sticks for Bottles

Here’s a unique way to say “I love you” to your bae if you both love beer. Nothing will make them happier than these beer chiller sticks. These chiller sticks keep your beer chill no matter how hot the weather. Now this is a cute and functional gift that will elevate your partner’s beer-drinking experience to the next level.

Key Features:

The chiller sticks need to be refrigerated for 30-50 minutes before use

Comes with an airtight seal

Made using high-grade stainless steel

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4. Beer Greetings Six-Pack Beer Greeting Card Boxes

You know you have the right girl when she gifts you beer on V-Day! If you and your partner love beer, this cool gift set will make them happy this Valentine’s Day. If you end the day sipping some beer and munching on snacks together, these six-pack boxes with Valentine’s Day greetings printed on them will make their day.

Key Features:

Comes with a “Six Ways To Say I Love You” note cards

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5. NobleWorks “They Will Never Find Your Body” Funny Valentine’s Day Card

Give your partner some funny chills with this hilarious Valentine’s Day card. For the couples who like to keep it funny even on Valentine’s Day, this card is just the right gift. The card reads “They will never find your body…” on the outside and “…as hot as I do!” on the inside. It is perfect for a couple who has a twisted sense of humor. What better way to declare your love than to give this funny Valentine’s Day card?

Key Features:

63”x6.75 inch creatively designed card

Made using 30% recyclable material and it minimizes waste

Funny and crazy gift for valentine’s day

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6. ThisWear “I Promise to Love You When We’re Old And You Still Play Video Games” Coffee Mug

Getting your man the perfect Valentine’s Day gift can be a hassle. If he is not into cheesy and romantic gifts, here’s a coffee mug that he will love. This cool coffee mug that reads “I Promise to Love You When We’re Old And You Still Play Video Games” makes for a hilarious gift. If your man is a gamer and does not get off the couch on the weekends, he will love this mug.

Key Features:

11-ounce ceramic coffee mug

Long-lasting, lead-free, and vibrant print that does not fade

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7. Hallmark “I Love You This Much” Love Card

Whodoesn’t love dinosaurs? This adorable card features a T-rex saying “I love you this much” on the front. On the inside, it reads “It’s more than it looks like.” It comes with blank space on the inside, so you can write your own cutesy message and surprise your bae.

Key Features:

Card made using high-quality paper

8” x 7.2” card

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8. Gelid “My Girlfriend Is Hotter Than My Coffee” Mug

Your partner already knows what a catch you are, but there’s no harm in reminding them again and again! The caption on this coffee mug that reads “My girlfriend is hotter than my coffee” is followed hilariously by “Yes, she bought me this mug.” This will surely make your partner laugh out hard.

Key Features:

High-quality coffee mug with a sturdy handle

Dishwasher- and microwave-safe

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9. Customized Girl Personalized “Property Of” Mens Underwear

  Cheesy romantic gifts are for kids. If you want to spice up your Valentine’s Day this year, this amazing pair of undies is all you need. Gift these personalized boxers to your partner, anditwill bring some laughter into his life! These undies will remind him of you whenever he putsthem on.

Key Features:

Stretchy and flexible waistband

Made using durable pre-shrunk cotton

Can be personalized with your name

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10. Hallmark “I Had No Idea What To Get You ForValentine’s Day” Card

  Remind your partner that they have you and need nothing more this Valentine’s Day with this funny card. The card reads “I had no idea what to get you for Valentine’s Day” on the cover and “I mean, you already have me!” on the inside. It’s a memorable and funny way to make your partner laugh.

Key Features: 

Metallic heart design

5” x 7.2” card

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11. Love Bites Design Company “Sorry This Beard Is Taken” T-Shirt

  If your man loves his beard, here is a fun Valentine’s Day gift for him. Make sarcasm your language of love with this T-shirt that will give him a chuckle. He will especially love this T-shirt that reads “Sorry this beard is taken” if he refuses to shave no matter what. 

Key Features: 

Available in 5 different colors

Made from 100% cotton

Lightweight and classic fit 

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12. Nimab “I Promise To Always Be By Your Side” card

  You can never get enough of funny Valentine’s Day cards. This is a card that’ll bring a smile on your partner’s. Write your sweet and sexy message inside this card and avoid those long sentimental messages this Valentine’s Day.  This is a great gift for a man who has a good sense of humor!

Key Features:

8” x 5.3” card

Folded card is blank for personal messages

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13. MyCozyCups “You May Be an A**hole But You’re My A**hole” Mug

  This is super gross but also super hilarious! Your love messages can’t get goofier than this. If you’ve had enough of those long and romantic love messages, it’s time to try something new and surprise your partner with thishilariousmug. This best-selling mug is a great way to troll your partner and simultaneously show some love!

Key Features:

11-ounce ceramic mug

Dishwasher- and microwave-safe mug

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14. Hadley Designs 15 IOU Love Voucher Coupons

  What can be a better way to treat your partner on Valentine’s Day than gifting them some amazing love coupons? Your partner will simply love to redeem this amazing set of 15 love coupons. The coupons are designed for different occasions to create some romantic adventures with your partner. Gift this coupon set to your loved one and turn this Valentine’s Day a little naughty! 

Key Features:

Each love coupon comes with a romantic and bold task

Made of paper

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15. Maad Valentine’s Bear

  This awesome teddy holding a heart that reads “Damn, Boo… You Fine” will make your man go LOL. This romantic bear is 8” tall and has a cute scarf around its neck. If you are looking for a cutesy novelty gift for your boo, this teddy bear is an adorable and great option.

Key Features:

8” plush teddy bear

Made using premium fabric and quality stuffing

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16. Simply Savvy Designs After Sex Towel

Can you find a better gag gift for your partner than this one? This goofy “after sex” towel will surely make him laugh. This soft and smooth towel is designed with sex in mind and will help your man clean up after a steaming session. Do we need to say more?

Key Features:

Made using high-quality and soft fiber

11” x 18” white towel

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17. MyCozyCups DILF Coffee Mug

  Scrolling for hours to get the perfect gift for your bae? Well, if you just can’t get enough of your bae’s dad bod, show him how much you admire it with this awesome and hilarious mug. This is a great way to appreciate and show some love to the father of your children and make him chuckle a bit this Valentine’s Day.

Key Features:

Dishwasher- and microwave-safe

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18. Miracu “Once You Put My Meat In Your Mouth…” Apron

  This little gag gift will make everyone laugh! If your man is a chef, a barista, or anamateur cook, this funny apron is such a great gift for him. The apron has a “Once you put my meat in your mouth, you’re going to want to swallow!” quote and makes it a unique and bold gift for Valentine’s Day.

Key Features:

Made of high-quality and durable fabric

45-inch waist ties and 28.3-inch neck strap

Ideal for BBQ, baking, grilling, and cooking

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19. Decolove “I Wish I Were An Octopus” Card

Can’t get enough of your partner’s body? Gift this adorable and funny Valentine’s Day card that will convey your feelings to them! This funny Valentine’s Day card reads “ I wish I were an octopus so I had more hands to touch your butt with” in the bottom. Is that adorable or what?

Key Features:

8” x 5.3” card

Digitally printed on 300 gsm paper

Comes with an envelope and is blank inside for personalized messages

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20. Decolove “Yay, We Still Like Each Other” Card

  Love can be complicated, and when you make it through with your partner, it’s no less than an achievement. Celebrate your years of togetherness with this fun and amazing Valentine’s Day card.  If you and your partner have been through many ups and downs together, this is a card that will spice up your relationship more than ever before! It’s a cute and funny reminder that you both still like each other! 

Key Features:

8” x 5.3” card

Comes with a blank page inside for customized messages

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21. Define Design 11 Pillow Cases For Couples Pillowcases

  “There is no one else I’d rather lie in bed and look at my phone next to.”This is one of the million ways to tell your sweetheart that they’re the peanut butter to your jelly and the cheese to your macaroni! These super soft and cuddly pillowcases will make your spouse smile and are a great addition to your bed!

Key Features:

High-quality pillowcases made using 100% cotton

20” x 30” pillows 

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You know that you’ve got the right partner if you spend a good part of your day laughing with them. Sarcasm is a great way to revive a romantic relationship. So this Valentine’s Day, ditch the sentimental gifts and try some fun gifts!

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Harini has over 12 years of experience in content writing and editing for online media. She specializes in the areas of business, health and wellness, and lifestyle and is proficient in Medical Sciences (Biology, Human Anatomy and Physiology, and Biochemistry). As the Chief Editor, Harini ensures that her team delivers interesting, engaging, and authentic content. Her background in Biomedical Engineering helps her decode and interpret the finer nuances of scientific research for her team. Harini is a certified bibliophile and a closet poet. She also loves dancing and traveling to offbeat destinations.

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