#and has settled into THE CUTEST nap cuddle

[pigeonpeach]

Genshin men as cats!

Prompt: the genshin men are temporarily turned into cats for one day and you as their lover must take care of them and make sure they stay safe

A/n: idk what happened but apparently half of the post got deleted? I’ll have to rewrite it later ;(

Ayato

Oh he’s not happy. He’s probably a shorthaired white cat in terms of appearance. But he is quite annoyed with this predicament. No one is allowed to tell anyone that the Yashiro Commissioner is suddenly a cat. But being a cat is nice. He can lounge and nap all day. He’s probably demanding of attention though. He simply must have your eyes on him. He adores being brushes so lovingly too. Maybe he should have you brush his hair when he’s back to normal.

Al Haitham

Virtually no change. He may still try to read though he won’t be able to turn the pages as easily. He doesn’t mind a few pats but he mostly prefers to be left alone in the nice warm sun to nap the day away. He’s definitely a grey tabby.

Kaveh

He is so distraught! He meows a storm in fustration as he finds he is completely incapable of finishing his projects! You simply must take care of him! You need to have him strapped in like a baby carrier on your chest because he’s just so clingy. He needs constant reassurance and attention. He’s so needy but so cute. Probably a cute little cream colored kitty.

Kaeya

He is also probably a bit annoyed. While yes he gets a complete day off, he can’t do much as a cat. So he’ll probably try to find some entertainment if you don’t keep him thoroughly entertained. He will find a way to sneak out and go play with Klee or annoy Diluc if you don’t keep him in your grasp at all times.

Neuvillette

He is very confused but also curious. On one hand this form is verrrry different than he’s ever had before but its also very beneficial to him. People are far less intimidated and strangely he enjoys being coddled and pet more than he would. Of course miss Furina is teasing the crap out of him but he doesn’t really care. Sitting on your lap, small and warm. Its such a unique experience he will probably never have again.

Wriothesley

Once the dust settles he’s quite relaxed. This is temporary so might as well enjoy it. Sigewinnie has become very attached to him as she constantly makes sure he’s okay. But in particular he loves being held by you. He’s used to being the big strong man who lifts you all the time etc etc. its nice actually being the reverse here. He gets fed special fish from the cafeteria and gets to spend his day in your arms! The perfect break for him! He’s almost sad it’s temporary but he knows he can’t stay like this forever.

Childe

Oh he’s mad! Even when it’s confirmed to be temporary, he is annoyed! How can he improve his fighting skills if he’s a kitty! Sure he’s a adorable little kitty of course but he looks like a baby! Oh his ego is in shatters. It’s unfortunate too because it wasn’t even around his family so he could play with his little brother at least. He’s practically quarantined to keep him safe. He can’t go on kitty adventures. Therefore YOU must make it up to him. He spends his time sulking and trying to play with anything he can. Dangling uniform piece? New toy! Someone’s foot? New toy! He bites! He meows! He hardly naps. He does love cuddling with you though. Still he’s a ball of energy and he cannot simply sit still for long! No doubt will his office be trashed. You’re making him clean it up once he’s back.

Thoma

Stressed! So stressed! He has so many chores! He cannot hold a broom with two paws! You have to make arrangements for him to have the day off which was hard because everyone was upset by his sudden cancellation. Even so he tries to help. He tries to drag the broom but it doesn’t do anything unfortunately. Oh he feels so useless. You must pamper him. Lavish him with kisses and gentle praise. Call him the cutest little kitty in the world! Oh he’s such a affectionate boy too. He acts like a cat with separation anxiety almost. He cannot sleep if you’re not there with him. Therefore you end up spending the day with him, trying to dissuade him from trying to clean a mess and just making it worse, distracting him with a warm blanket and pets.

Zhongli

He probably did so on purpose actually. Perhaps he was a bit bored and decided to spend the day exploring Liyue from a different perspective. It was quite fun for him actually. He watched as people came over to pet him. Unfortunately they also tried to feed him seafood which wasn’t too good. But after the long day he returned home to see you panicked as to where he could be. He decided to come on over to you, still in his cat form, and distract you. It worked as he helped you relax.

You werent too amused when you found out that cat that broke in was him.

Pantalone

He is quite annoyed. Angry in a more agitated way. Don’t mess up his fur! Pet him properly! Don’t ignore him now! He is a demanding little feline. He is not content unless you are entirely focused on him. He even wants you to break up the fish ro serve to him. He isn’t going to eat like a animal! Oh but he is such s cute kitty. Entirely black with big expressive yellow eyes. Oh you can’t help but comply and spoil him a little more! And he has such lovely fur! He does like hearing your gentle praises as you pet him. He never knew how lovely it felt to be small, sleeping on a nice warm lap, being gently brushed, and told sweet little compliments. He may actually want to do this again sometime.

Diluc

Biggest drama king! How can he protect you or Mondstadt like this! Therefore you cannot leave his sight or he’s convinced you will immediately die. You must stay with him so he can protect you? He is a very warm kitty though so it feels nice to snuggle with him. His fur is a bit messy so you’ll have to brush it. Despite him trying to stay vigilant he ends up falling asleep quickly.

#genshin imagines #diluc x you #genshin x y/n #childe x reader #pantalone #pantalone x you #ayato x y/n #thoma x reader #neuvillette #neuvilette x reader #wriothesley x reader #kaeya x reader #zhongli x reader #kaveh x reader #al haitham x reader

[comfortless]

I NEED to be all clingy with könig. We're cuddling in the morning and he tries to leave the bed? I'm gonna pout and pout and pout. And his ass is staying in the bed.

König would be on the cusp of Heaven and Hell with a clingy s/o.

On one hand… he wants to lie around with you all day, night, however long he possibly can. The bed is soft and warm, the linens clean, and the pillows are always so fluffy and cool… and he has the cutest little fairy curled up against him. Everything pales in comparison to kisses and cuddles; he wishes he could clone himself temporarily to clean up or cook… but even the thought of leaving you in bed with someone else has his teeth grinding, even if it would only be himself.

On the other, he needs to work out, clear his head from a particular grating mission with a long walk, go out and buy you flowers or a slice of cake from your favorite bakery… but he can’t do any of those things with your head buried against his neck, kisses planted across his skin, your arms snug and tight around his middle. These moments especially, he would never deny you of. König needs them just as badly. There’s something about your scent that brings him comfort, the way you tug him close and smile like no one ever has, leave him breathless with your sweet smiles and batting eyelashes… the thought of pulling away from you only hurts.

So, of course, he settles on the thought that maybe you just need a good fuck to send you to sleep. He can get all of the chores that need doing done during your nap. He would whisper sweet things into your hair about how much he loves you while your knees are hiked up to your shoulders, lick at your neck and leave promises there that no matter what he will always return to you. Cleans you up with his mouth and pets your hair until your breathing slows and your eyes are fully shut.

He cuts both his work out and his walk short, thanks everything above that the line in the bakery is smaller today. It’s no surprise when he bursts through the bedroom door and startles you awake, drops the bag of cake into your lap and holds your face as though you’ve been apart for years rather than an hour or so… There are unshed tears in his eyes when he takes you on the bed again, wiped away before they’re detected… he loves you so much. It’s only natural for men to miss the object of their affection to the point it aches, right?

After the display of begging him not to leave you give him, he makes a point of keeping you in place until he’s deployed again, hauling you over his shoulder any time you mention a shower or wanting to prepare a meal, pressing his head against your chest just to have your beating heart lull him to sleep… He might feign otherwise, but he’s definitely possibly worse.

#a lotta nonsense when i could have just said ‘same’

[koushuwu]

Make Love to Me

18+ content

pairing: Kunigami Rensuke x afab!reader

tags/cw: pwp, established relationship, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, frottage, reader has a cat, interruption by said cat, very soft smut, use of petnames, she/her pronouns (Kunigami calls reader “my lady”), riding, fade to black (sorta. aka no actual orgasms described), characters written to be of legal age, no editing we die like neji.

word count: 1,9k

On one if your rare shared days off, you’d decided to go lie down in bed for a cuddle. you’d been tired and when you’d asked him to take a nap with you, he simply couldn’t resist the soft tone of your voice and the hopeful glimmer in your tired eyes. So he’d agreed and soon enough you crawled under the covers, with Kunigami enveloping you in his strong arms and the cat curled up at your feet. With your back pressed to his muscular chest, he buried his face in the crook of your neck. It was nothing but pure bliss.

“You smell nice,” he said, inhaling your scent. A scent that somehow always got to him. but he wasn’t about to act on his own desires when you needed to rest. Instead, he settled contently on holding you close in your shared cocoon made of the covers. You giggled and nestled up closer to him. It didn’t take long, even feeling him stirring behind you, before you drifted off to sleep. Kunigami, on the other hand, didn’t. at least not at first. It took him a while, when your scent engulfed him and your ass pressed against his hardening cock. Eventually, he did drift off, holding you tight to his chest.

When you woke up, about an hour later, you felt the weight of his cock pressed against your ass. Still bleary from the sleep you stayed still for a while, until you felt his cock throbbing against you. Quietly, as to not wake him up, you shifted to see if he was still asleep. And as it turned out, he did. The feeling of him against you, his firm naked chest, his stomach. His cock. It correlated to a dull throbbing between your legs. As quietly as possible, you slipped off your panties. As settled back down against him, nestling into his embrace once more, you barely noticed how the cat jumped off the bed in search of a more still environment to sleep.

The subtle sound of Kunigami’s breathing soothed you for a while. His chest rising and falling against your back, and his breath tickling the hair at the nape of your neck as he nuzzled closer. As he did, his hips stuttered forward, and you found yourself growing impatient. It didn’t take you many seconds of mulling it over, before you wriggled your hips to get closer. At first nothing happened, and Kunigami didn’t stir. A moment passed. Then another. Still nothing. Jutting out your lower lip with a little huff, you shifted in the bed once more, brushing up against Kunigami’s length. His face buried further in your shoulder as he stifled a laugh. His unruly mob of hair tickled your jaw and ear. 

“You’re cute when you’re pouting,” he chuckled against your skin, voice rough with sleep. Tightening his hold, Kunigami pulled you impossibly closer to him.

“I’m not.”

“Pouting or cute?”

“I’m not pouting—“

“Mhm,” he hummed. Amused. 

“I am cute though,” you said firmly, ignoring his interruption. 

“You are,” Kunigami agreed, and pressed his lips against your shoulder. “The cutest actually.” Another kiss planted against your skin. And another. You craned your neck as much as possible against the pillow, allowing him that little extra excess, as his lips traveled up the side of your neck. Once more, you shift on the bed and feel Kunigami’s cock press against you. 

“You’re hard.” Words uttered in such a light tone that one wouldn’t believe what you were actually referring to, had it not been for the teasing lilt at the end. Kunigami wasn’t ashamed though. Not in the slightest when he nipped at your neck and rolled his hips against you. 

“Seems like it,” Kunigami agreed. His hold around you loosened as he went to trail his fingertips down your side.

“You know what else?”

“What?”

“I’m wet,” you confessed. Kunigami stilled for the shortest of moments. barely enough for you to notice. barely. but not entirely. His fingers resumed their travels across your body.

“Are you now?” He chuckled fondly at your forwardness. Just as he was about to reach down and feel for himself, you beat him to the punchline.

“Here,” you said and shifted your weight to create enough space to reach between you. “Let me show you.” Confident fingers trailed the edge of Kunigami’s boxers, allowing him time to object. He didn’t. How could he, when the most beautiful girl in the world was right there in front of him and his cock ached for your touch. A touch that you so willingly offered, when you pushed down the waistband of his boxers and wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock. Kunigami sucked in a sharp breath of air and grabbed a tight hold of your hip when you guided his length in between your legs. As you leaned back against him once more, his cock slid further in between your wet folds.

“You’re right,” Kunigami rasped against your neck. A roll of his hips made his cock rub against your sex, which had you aching for him already. “For me?” he questioned.

“For you,” you repeated in agreement. In that moment, the world had seemingly faded out, and consisted of nothing but the two of you. Kunigami grabbed onto your waist, fingers slightly dipping into the plush. You wiggled against his hold, causing a soft groan to rumble through his chest and his hips to buck.

“You feel so good,” Kunigami told you, as he tried his best to keep still. You might’ve been the one to position his cock between your thighs, but Kunigami wasn’t one to take the consent of his partner for granted. He wanted you so bad. He did. And keeping himself from thrusting between your thighs was a struggle. A struggle that you seemed to catch on, even before he’d spoken it.

“Rensuke, please,” you all but mewled and rocked your own hips against his. “Move.” Kunigami had always loved hearing you say his name, but right now. It was the sweetest sound in the entire world to him. And how could he not oblige. His hold on your hip tightened as he pulled back and slid back in.

“Alright. I’ve got you, sweetheart.” His breathing ragged as he built an excruciatingly slow pace, rutting his cock between your thighs where it pressed and slipped against your entrance, head teasing your clit with each thrust.

The sheets rustled around you, the sound of wet slaps of skin against skin drifted through the bedroom. As the tip of his cock flicked over your clit, you reached behind you and grabbed a fistful of his hair. That beautiful mop of hair that you always admired for how soft it was. Right now though, your nails raked softly over his scalp, threading your fingers into his locks. Kunigami scattered open mouthed kisses across your neck and shoulder, even as his space had been limited by your arm.

“I love you,” he murmured against your skin. “I love you. I love you. I— haaah— I love you.” He chanted the words like a prayer between each press of his lips. Only now and then was his words interrupted by a curse or a hiss at the pleasurable friction.

Both of you lost in the feeling of each other, neither noticed the silent pitter patter of paws against wooden floors, before the cat jumped onto the bed. It landed with a thump, eyes trained on the rustling sound of sheets, and before either of you had a chance to gently remove her from the bed, she pounced. Paws thankfully bouncing against your thigh. Both of you jolted at the surprise attack but then— then came the laughter. You burst out laughing and not long after Kunigami followed suit.

“Alright, you little menace,” you said, addressed to the cat when the laughter died out. “You need to leave.”

“We probably should have closed the door first,” Kunigami giggled as he unfurled his arms from around you. He rolled onto his back as he watched you with his hands behind his head, as you carried the cat out of the room and closed the door. You turned to him once more. The air was cool against your skin, yet you decided to take a moment to take in the view. Kunigami on his back, hard firm muscles of his chest and stomach on full display for you. His beautiful arms, and toned legs. And as the crown jewel, his cock, eagerly weeping, waited for you to join him once more.

“Now, where were we?” you asked with a mischievous glint in your eyes. 

“Come on, love,” Kunigami said and extended a hand to you in invitation. “Your ride awaits.” The remaining trace of laughter in his voice may very well have been the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. So you smiled and started towards him.

“Show me what you’ve got, Big Boy,” you said as you took his hand and climbed on the bed, straddling his broad frame. “Make love to me.”

“As you wish, my lady.” And with that and a fond little smile, he lined himself up with your entrance, allowing you to lower yourself into his aching cock. There was a low strangled whine as you were finally wrapping yourself around his cock. “You feel so good,” he said, not ashamed in the slightest of the sound he’d just made. His hands quickly found your hips as you started grinding against him. Effortlessly, he helped you angle your thrusts just right for him to reach as deep inside of you as possible. Your hands settled against his chest for leverage, fingers digging into him.

“You do too. So deep—“ you mewled and that smirk of his that you loved so much graced his features. Bucking up his own hips, his thrusts met with your movements and you couldn’t help the moans ripping from your throat.

“Yeah?” Kunigami’s voice was strained and out of breath when he spoke. Small beads of sweat forming at his temples. The air around you suddenly didn’t feel as cool, as your skin felt like it was burning up.

“Yeah—“ you agreed, only just choking out the word before Kunigami moved a hand, until the pad of his thumb pressed against your clit. You threw back your head with a loud moan, eyes rolling as he rubbed firm circles on the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” he cursed. You’d clamped down on him hard and your nails dug into his chest. Your own rhythm stuttered, but where you faltered, Kunigami thrust into you even harder. The thrusts of his cock made your head spin. You leaned forward and placed your hands on both sides of his face. Your eyes locked for a moment, before you cupped his cheek in one of your palms.

“Make me cum,” you begged, dipping down to press your lips against his in a hard kiss. Kunigami’s hand left your hip and pushed into your hair as he kissed you back. “Please,” you whimpered against his lips as you broke apart for a breath of air. 

“I’ve got you,” he promised and angled his thrust just right, picking up his pace around your clit. You panted heavily hovering just above his lips.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, and pressed his lips to yours once more.

#kunigami rensuke x reader #kunigami rensuke x reader smut #kunigami rensuke smut #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #blue lock x reader smut #» spicy #ficlet #kunigami x reader #kunigami x reader smut #kunigami fanfic #kunigami rensuke fanfic #blue lock fanfic #useradrienne

[littlehypnone]

could you do kitty dew, puppy mountain and otter rain sleepy cuddles maybe? just sleepy little guys?

THIS IS THE CUTEST!!! (I made them shapeshifters here so the three of them are literally little fluffy guys heheh)

also obligatory @sphylor tag for not only terrarium boys but little fluffy and cuddly terrarium boys ehehehe :3

Swiss has a lot on his hands.

He had chores planned for the day, something with Copia, but he never made it. In the morning he couldn’t find one of his hoodies and went to Dewdrop, assuming it was him who stole it. It wouldn't be surprising in the slightest, but what he found instead of the 5’7 fire ghoul was a small orange kitten curled up in a little ball on, indeed, his hoodie. The multi ghoul sighed and picked him up with one hand still sleeping—he’s so tiny he fits in his grasp perfectly.

Swiss wanted to take him to Rain’s room, knowing Dewdrop preferred the water ghoul to be the one caring for him like this, but there waited for them another surprise. In Rain’s bed was Rain, sure but he was in his otter form. A big otter at least. He started squeaking and wiggling happily at Swiss' presence and the multi ghoul had no choice but to pick him up with his other hand and take both of the little creatures to yet someone else.

Rain isn’t small enough to fit in his hand, though, and his wiggling definitely didn’t help, so he ended up hanging over Swiss’ shoulder and squeaking as the multi ghoul walked to another door. At that point he was definitely late for his chores already.

Mountain was the one Swiss was hoping would take care of Rain and Dewdrop, but it didn’t work either. He was already quite amused by the situation, and getting jumped by a cute little bernese mountain dog puppy made him burst out into a full body laugh and nearly drop Rain in the process.

Swiss figured he was getting no chores done today and so he let Copia know with a quick text before bending down to somehow grab Mountain, too, and doing his best to carry all three of them to the common room. He managed—even without waking Dewdrop up—and now the kitten and the otter are napping together on the couch while Swiss tries to keep Mountain from eating the edge of said couch.

"Mount, buddy, please," Swiss pleads, even though he's still very amused by the whole ordeal, and tries to pry the puppy away from the couch. His fangs catch on the damaged fabric, though, and Swiss would absolutely hate himself for hurting him by pulling forcefully. "Okay, puppy, here. Here!" the multi ghoul tutts at him and waves his fingers in front of his fluffy little face.

It succeeds in distracting Mountain from the couch and he lets out a happy little chuff, but Swiss regrets his methods as his exceptionally sharp puppy teeth latch onto his hand. "Ow!"

He sighs and shakes his head, still smiling through it all, and returns to the couch. Both Dewdrop and Rain respectfully chirp and squeak at the disturbance, but once Swiss settles with Mountain tucked under his arm, the otter and the kitten deem the multi ghoul's chest a more comfortable nap spot.

Dewdrop meowing crawls onto the middle of his chest first, and flops onto his side before immediately kicking up a loud purr. Rain squeaks some more as he follows his best friend and cuddles up to his back, right under Swiss' chin.

Faced with cuddles, all the excess energy Mountain had leaves him and he snuggles happily into Swiss' arm. The multi ghoul sighs and closes his own eyes, hoping that later it will be him who wakes up first; before any havoc that might go down with the three menaces well rested and ready for more mischief.

A few hours later—why did it take so long for someone to get to the commons?—Cumulus and Phantom take in the image that the four of them create on the couch.

Swiss is sprawled out flat on his back and snoring loudly, Mountain is drooling against his arm, Dewdrop is purring up a storm, and Rain is squeaking and huffing into his fur as they all sleep.

#hypno writes #little ghouls #pet regression #kitty dewdrop #puppy mountain #otter rain #cg swiss

[idolatrybarbie]

pairing: marcus pike x fem!reader

word count & rating: 3.9k | explicit - minor free zone!

summary: you wish marcus a happy thirty-sixth birthday. the sequel to two lonely people.

warnings: social isolation, self doubt, anxiety, themes of alienation, light angst, fluff, marcus has the cutest stretch marks and freckles, reader is described as same height and/or shorter than marcus, smut - mentions of intercrural sex, cum eating, grinding, handjob, sex toys, praise kink, exhibitionism, nipple play, vibrator play, cuddling(!!!).

notes: wrote this sporadically throughout my weekend away, shout-out to sima for letting me blab on and on about pedro boy porn. truly in my marcus era, i am a man possessed. these sex toys [x] [x] are also real! in case you were curious.

Bender stretches out on the couch beside you, his long and lanky body bowing low. His hairy belly brushes against the fabric of the cushion when you scratch beneath his chin. The mission of an early afternoon nap has been well accomplished. You push yourself into a sitting position, letting Bender jump to the carpet and stroll away. The grey-white of the cushions contrasts the red of the walls perfectly; in another life, Marcus must have been an interior designer.

You watch your cat—yes, yours—settle atop the orange loveseat across from you, dotted with crimson and tangerine throw pillows. Everything inside Marcus’ place is so rich and vibrant, a constant splash of colour no matter where you look. It makes you feel good to be here, like you belong. Every night spent across the street from your own home feels like a glorious field trip.

You've been coming around for four months, and Marcus has never turned you away. He's your boyfriend now, a label and structure that hasn't existed in your life for what felt like aeons. You've had to modify your habits a little bit—boyfriends get worried when you don't text or show for four days. They show up at your front door ready to call someone—a hospital or an ambulance, or your mother, god forbid.

It has been more difficult to adjust than you thought it would be. As it turns out, once you live a life of solitude, incorporating people back into it is a little like pulling teeth. It’s not that you don't like it, crave that contact. You simply don't think of it. You don't take into consideration whether or not Marcus is missing you because that feels like a little too much. Too much thought from another thrown your way, too much care about you as a person.

You're finding that Marcus almost strictly operates in the realm of too much. Too much time, too much attention dedicated to you. It's a seed of guilt that you've swallowed. The feeling has rooted itself in your chest, stringy vines encircling your lungs. Surely he has something better to do: work, maybe, or visit family and friends. But he seems to want to spend almost every night with you.

You watch movies, chat dinner plans, fuck—though it doesn't really feel like fucking. Marcus brings sweetness to your tender care, delivering praise to each of your soft touches. You love learning his body. The glow in his eyes when he makes you feel good could light the night sky, you're sure of it.

Time with him injects a new type of levity into your life that animals can't bring. Even with Bender as your own now, after Anne-Marie admitted to you his care was too much for her to handle, Marcus brings a presence to your life that makes you feel a little more assured. It's cliché, but it's true.

Tonight, you're waiting for him to come home from a late shift at work. No pet clients this week, you’ve been making yourself comfortable at Pike’s place for the past few days—since that fateful evening he knocked on your door, presuming you dead or worse.

Earlier, you texted him asking when he'd be home and almost dropped your phone. Home. Marcus hadn’t seemed to notice, but the message stopped you short. Maybe you’re a little too comfortable.

Later than I’d like, he’d replied.

His guesstimate was closer to bedtime than dinner. You told him not to worry; you’d still be here waiting. It's his birthday, after all. You are determined to celebrate, even if it's after a long day of catching criminals.

You’ve got a whole thing prepared. A silver birthday banner hanging above the kitchen entryway, his gift on the coffee table. And dinner, of course: chupe and warm bread for dipping, along with sopapillas and ice cream cake for dessert. You've never put so much effort into something like this for another person—never gotten the chance to.

Picking his gift was probably the hardest part of the process. You'd bugged Marcus over and over about an online wishlist. Anything that he needed for his place, any wants. His answer was always the same, eliciting an eye roll every time: you.

“You can't gift a person,” is always your counter, to which the man wholeheartedly disagrees. He has everything he wants; a feeling you cannot understand. Everything he wants and all he seems to want is you.

When Marcus makes it through his front door, the sky is dark. You’re asleep again, body laid across the couch as Bender sits in a comfy loaf across your ribs and diaphragm. His purring moves through your chest, keeping you warm without a blanket. The peaceful scene is disrupted when Marcus drops his bag to the floor a little too loud, waking you. It’s less of a slow, sleepy roll and more of a sharp gasp. The intake scares the cat, Bender leaping from you. He lands on the floor easily.

“Marcus,” you sigh.

“It’s me!” he smiles, his tone one of mock celebration.

“I fell asleep.” An astute observation on your part, you rub the sleep from your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Marcus approaches the couch, holding a hand out to help you stand. You take it, pulling yourself up with his weight as an anchor. He manages to get you into the hold of his arms before you realize, giving you a warm hug. He’s a little sweaty today, salt mixing in with natural sweetness at the collar of his shirt.

“Don’t be sorry,” Marcus says.

You start to move, readjusting the huddle of two so he’s at least facing the strung up banner. “Happy birthday,” you whisper. “I made dinner.”

He hums against your cheek. “All this for little ol’ me?”

“Yes,” you say. “And dessert. And a gift.” You nod at the coffee table, like he can even see you with his chin over your shoulder.

“You didn’t have to do this,” Marcus says.

“I already did. And I wanted to, so it’s done. Come on.” You squeeze your arms around him. “Let’s eat.”

You sit him down at the table, not letting Marcus lift a finger as you bring out two bowls. The shrimp stew has been on the stove, simmering at a low temperature since you finished cooking. You bring the pot out of the kitchen and set it on a cork trivet. When he looks past the lip of the pot, Marcus’ face splits into a disbelieving smile.

“I could kiss you right now,” he says, ass hovering from his chair.

“Sit. You can kiss me later.” You ladle chupe into Marcus’ bowl, then your own. “Shit, spoons. Just a second.” Getting up again, Marcus catches your wrist as you pass the side of the table.

“Honey,” he says.

“I’ll just be a second.”

“You’re doing too much.”

“I’m not,” you insist. “I—can I…”

Your eyes tell it better than your words can, staring down at him. Please let me do this for you. Marcus lets you go, and you return a minute later with a pair of spoons.

You sit down at the table. Marcus simply stares at you. You start to smile before twisting your lips, looking down at your bowl.

“What?” you ask. When he doesn’t say anything, you repeat yourself.

“Nothing.” Marcus shakes his head.

“There’s something.”

“You. You’re just…incredible.”

You shrug. “I wanted to do something a little bit special. I know it’s not a super big deal—”

“The woman who has a freezer stocked with heat-and-eat lasagna made me chupe.”

“Sopapillas, too. They’re in the microwave.”

“And sopapillas. This is such a big deal,” Marcus says.

You hate to admit it, but your heart swells. This is such a big deal. God, you really do lo—

Marcus watches you expectantly, like he's just asked a question. You have no idea what he said. Instead you smile and nod. Then you dip your spoon into the food.

Watching him eat is the best part. Every bite is a reaction, seeing the flavours splash over his tongue turning into something of a spectator sport. Marcus takes seconds but declines a third helping, obediently letting you clean up from dinner and bring out the aforementioned fried dough pouches.

In central Chile, they make sopapillas with pumpkin—in the north, that's not so much the case. Marcus has told you where his family is from, Arica, right near the border with Peru. Part of your disappearing act last week had to do with the last round of research and planning for tonight. By the time you’d nailed the recipe, you’d gotten caught up in looking at maps and learning the country’s history.

“I know it's not one hundred percent,” you say, referring to the food. “Not too sure if I cooked the sauce long enough.”

The cinnamon syrup was the difficult part of the cooking operation. Unsure if Marcus would like a thicker or thinner consistency, you spooned in corn syrup ‘til the liquid took on a half-runny, half-gloopy viscosity.

Marcus speaks with his mouth still full. “It's fucking delicious.” He cuts himself off at three, promising to finish the rest for breakfast.

You scoot away to the kitchen for the final time tonight, taking the ice cream cake out of the fridge. Admittedly, you got a little carried away with it. Ninety dollars on a cake sounds like highway robbery, but it's worth it for the look on his face.

As you set the cake down on the table before him, Marcus looks at a perfectly printed image of his own dopey grin. Jutting out from his mouth is a speech bubble made of icing and carefully placed fondant. He's wishing himself a happy birthday.

You stand by his shoulder, watching his expression. He seems to be stuck halfway between amazement and amusement; just what you wanted. When he joins you on his feet, it's to kiss you—long, deep, and slow. You lean into it, into him, his soft strength supporting you as Marcus caresses your upper arm. Then he grabs your elbow, gently placing each forearm at his sides to cage him in. You hear Bender more than see him, feeling him rub his head against your shin.

“This is the best birthday ever,” Marcus says.

“Including or ignoring that you’re four years out from fourty?” you ask.

His nose brushes against yours. “Don't be a smartass,” he breathes, voice all play.

You both only take a small slice of the cake, bellies full of your homemade dinner. You won't be telling Marcus about the trial batches of shrimp stew that were ultimately fed to the dogs in your care, woefully forgotten as you added another bag of the fresh shellfish to your grocery order.

When you're finished, you start to clear the table. Marcus insists on helping at this part, leaving no room for discussion when he plucks the stack of bowls and spoons from your hands. You wrap the cake and put it back in the fridge, along with the chupe and sopapillas, both in airtight containers. Marcus washes as you dry, navigating his kitchen like an expert when you go to put things away. Well, not like an expert—you are one. After today, you can run this room blindfolded.

When all is said and done, Marcus leans you against the kitchen counter. He plants a kiss to your cheek, slowly heading southbound to your jaw, then your neck.

You giggle as he reaches the soft skin of your throat. “Still got your present waiting for you.”

“You're right here,” he says.

“Hardy har,” you intone. Pushing at his shoulders, Marcus lets up. “On the coffee table.”

He takes the lead back to the living room, sitting on his couch to eye the sleek black box that awaits him. You can't sit, running a thumb over your lips as Marcus takes the gift in his hands. He shakes it, causing you to roll your eyes.

“You're killing me here, Pike.”

“I'm appreciating the fine cardboard craftsmanship,” he says of the box. As much artisanal handiwork as the dollar store gift aisle can grant you, anyway.

Finally, Marcus lifts the lid from the box. On a soft pillow of red and white tissue paper lies the three things you got him, as well as a small card. You watch him take one of the gifts from the box, squeezing it. Nerves claw at your stomach. He takes his time to analyze it, flip it over and flip it again in his hand.

“This is cool,” he says, almost absentmindedly. Then to you, “These stress toys?”

That anxious cord inside snaps, taking you down with it. You're in free fall as your skin goes warm with embarrassment, your palms the only thing shielding you from the world.

“No,” you sigh softly.

It's a shitty gift. That much is clear when he can't even tell what it is. You should have stuck with something simple, like a bookstore gift card. But no, you had to go out on a whim.

Marcus asks if you're okay, words laced with tender concern. You take three seconds to recompose yourself and prepare for what comes next. Pulling a mask together, your hands come away from your face.

“They're, um—well. They're sex toys. Grinding toys made of silicone to…” You clear your throat. “Those are soft... The other one is sort of a vibrator.” Marcus follows your words, looking down at the small green device. “It was a bad gift idea. I thought you would like ‘em.”

If you click your heels three times, will the universe grant you mercy and travel you home? Squeezing your eyes shut for a second, you swallow the knot in your throat. Opening them again, your boyfriend is still here. No dice.

He stands, bringing the box with him. You take a seat on the loveseat, letting him join you. As much as you want to curl inwards and die, for a lack of better words, Marcus will want to talk about it. Understand.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hi,” you return. Looking at him makes it hard to retreat into yourself.

“It's a great gift.”

“You don't have to say that.”

“I mean it,” he insists. “This is good.”

Watching his thick fingers rub over the meat of the toy should not turn you on as much as it does, a low simmer between your legs. The soft ridges of the floppy one in his hand look a little Georgia O’Keefe; the lines of an abstract vulva. You stop yourself from picturing that hand by your thighs, cupping you where you want Marcus the most.

“I figured because you like to grind on me, this might add something more to it. Just for fun,” you shrug.

Like to is an understatement. If observing Marcus Pike is a competitive display, when it comes to grinding, you're going pro. In bed, he rubs his cock against you—your thighs, your ass, your chest—and against the sheets. He's very into intercrural, first showing you a video of the act on the night of your two month anniversary before putting yourselves to the test.

His favourite, though, is to rub against the top of your thigh as you make out and watch him. He likes the attention, and you love giving it to him. When Marcus finishes, he lets you feed him his cum with the pads of your fingers.

He kisses you softly now, hand at your cheek as he rubs the skin close to your ear.

“It's a great fuckin’ gift,” Marcus assures you. “Just needed the clue in.”

“You don't have to reassure me,” you say, shaking your head. You hate when this happens. Tonight is about him, and suddenly it's your emotions taking centre stage. Sometimes it feels like you take up all the air in the room.

“I want to,” Marcus says.

He wants to. You could melt.

“Did you want to try them?” you ask. “The toys?”

“Please.” He nods in the direction of the stairs, prompting you to lead the way.

You take Marcus by the hand, leading the way as he follows you up to his bedroom. In the months of being together, the rush to the bed has dissipated. Neither of you are any less eager, but you know now that Marcus isn't going anywhere. There is a sense of security here that you haven't ever felt before.

When you cross the threshold of the room, you take your time with undressing him. It's an unwrapping of sorts. The buttons of his shirt come away easily, sliding off Marcus’ shoulders to the floor. Next is his belt, clinking lightly as you reach down and pull the leather strap from his waist. He takes his pants and boxers off for you, leaving the man in the nude.

You leave yourself a moment to simply look. Taking him in with your eyes, you smile. Who has blessed you with such a beautiful, understanding man and how can you ever repay them? The heat of his body pressed against the skin bared by your rolled up sleeves makes you shiver. You want forever to hold him. Have him be yours.

Cool fingers run across Marcus’ bare hip. You trace the marks of thinned skin near his waist. He watches you carefully, breath held. You blow air against his lips before kissing him hungrily. Like this, you can taste him: vanilla ice cream and butterscotch.

Pulling him to the bed, you let him get comfortable. Marcus has left the box of toys on the nightstand. You leave them for now, straddling his thighs before you take his dick in your hand. He’s all warm and smooth against your palm, the ridge of a vein pressing against your thumb.

Marcus sucks in a small gasp as you start to move your hand. He gently takes hold of the base of your skull, resting your forehead to his. He looks at you, unblinking. The two of you are caught in a bit of a staring contest; you never want to pull your eyes away from his beautiful face. Those full lips pout for you, forming something like your name in precious whispers.

“Shhh, you’re okay,” you say. “I love you.” Marcus’ eyes roll to the back of his skull, his hips tilting further up into your touch.

This man is the sun to your stars. You don’t quite orbit each other, but he makes you feel that much brighter. You two are cut from the same cloth; scorching infernos no one ever truly gets to see, not quite within the grasp of others. But here, it’s different. A focused fire meets an exploding astral scatter.

“You’re always so good to me, Marcus,” you whisper. “I’m so lucky.”

“Fuck, you’re so—god.” He doesn’t get much more coherent.

You reach for the toys with your free hand, distracting him with gentle kisses across the constellations that dot his chest. A thousand tiny sun spots beneath the plush of your lips. You could stay here forever, feeling his skin against you.

First, you start with the soft silicone toy without the vibe. You squeeze it in your hand to warm it up, then bring it close to Marcus.

“Can I touch you with this?”

“Please,” he nods.

You take it into the hand already in contact with his cock, sliding the toy against him slowly. Marcus groans, tipping his head back. His eyes close briefly before flying back open.

Immediately, you stop what you are doing. “You alright?”

“You’re still fully dressed.” He speaks as if he’s just realized the situation at hand.

You simply nod. “Yeah.”

“Would you wanna…” Marcus glances down at his naked body.

“Tonight is about you,” you say.

“Well, I want you to. If you want to.”

You’ve been ignoring the tacky feeling in your underwear, letting the seam of your pants do the work for you as you watch Marcus.

“Okay.”

You let Marcus undress you, pressing pause on sex. His hands rove over you as he peels the shirt from your skin, making quick work of everything below the waist. He settles your cunt over his cock, gliding you forward and back with his hands. You take in a breath, reveling in the slide against your clit. When Marcus lifts his hips just so, you moan. You use his shoulders as a hold, balancing to stay upright.

Taking the silicone toy, you place it between his pelvis and the length of his dick. Then you hover over the underside of him once again. When you sit down, pussy slick against his length, Marcus huffs out a desperate groan. You grind against him, giving him friction at either side.

“Feels so fucking good,” Marcus says. “I…you’re so fucking warm. Wet.”

“Yeah? That’s what you do to me. So sweet, such a good man,” you say. His hands come to rest at your hips again. “Wanna flip me over?”

Marcus nods, readjusting so that he’s overtop of you now. He slots the toy between the crux of skin at your thigh, grinding against it as he presses light touches to your clit. Focused on his pleasure, he keeps his eyes closed as he ruts into you. Marcus kisses you as he cums, stickiness painting your skin.

He travels down your body with his mouth, trailing lips and tongue across your collarbone. Marcus licks at your left nipple before he latches onto it. Your spine pulls taut as you cup his head to your breast, petting his hair in encouragement. When he leaves your chest, he moves straight to the cum against your skin. As you watch him lick it off the front of your hip, you’re sure that you have died and gone to heaven.

Marcus laves his tongue over the skin between your belly and pelvis, watching for your reaction. He leaves your body for only a moment. When he comes into focus again, he’s holding the green vibrating toy in his hand.

Turning it on, he asks, “Is this okay?” as he presses it to your pubic bone.

You nod, an mhm coming out more like a slight whine.

He moves it lower and lower, tracing the tip of the pear-shaped device around your wetness.

“Where do you want it?” The question is playfully facetious; he knows exactly where you want it.

“Marcus, please,” you sigh.

He hums, nose inches above your soft and swollen cunt. “You know I’ll always give you what you want.”

Marcus presses the toy against you, the round and squishy body subtly buzzing against your cunt as the tip delivers a direct point of pressure to your clit. He shifts it every few moments, the readjustments pushing you further and faster towards the edge. It’s the kiss that does it for you, tender as he cradles the side of your face with his large hand. The caress of his ring finger against your cheek cuts the cord, your orgasm rocking your body like volts of electricity.

“You’re so gorgeous like this,” he murmurs. Marcus turns the toy off, releasing you from the overwhelming waves of pleasure. Cradling your back to his front, he kisses the crown of your head.

“I love you too, y’know,” Marcus says.

“Hm?” You shift in his arms, looking at him now. “What did you say?”

The way you bat your eyes at him tells Marcus that you heard him perfectly fine. He shakes his head with a light chuckle. “I said—”

“I love you.” You steal the words from him the same way he’s taken your heart.

Marcus Pike is many things: your neighbour, your boyfriend. A lover and a thief. He’s offered up his guts to you so easily, your prize for taking a chance. This man is a gift. A teacher. You're re-learning what it's like to have someone be there. To live and feel the art of giving.

#marcus pike #the mentalist fanfiction #marcus pike fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedrostories #marcus pike x reader #*lover be sweet

[heartjellies]

bluebell

synopsis 📝 : wonwoo worries about his first impression after his first child is born

pairing 🫶 : wonwoo x reader

word count 💻 : ~1k

warnings ❗️ : reader is afab—implied this fic takes place after reader has given birth, not proofread 

notes 📞 : hi there! while this is a new blog, i am unfortunately not new to tumblr but in short this’ll be a dad seventeen au blog (more info can be found on my carrd). you can call me sona/sonatina and i hope this is a fun lil place/thing 💓 ye :]

It’s been a whirlwind of a day. It started at 4 AM when you woke Wonwoo up, alerting him to the fact that you thought the baby was coming. It’d taken a moment for him to wake up, but once you repeated that your daughter was on the way, he quickly sprung into action, his brain not stopping all day. Sixteen hours and one baby later, he finally has a moment to breathe and to think now that everything is settled; both you and the baby are healthy, and that’s all that matters to him in this moment. 

He watches you out of the corner of his eye, your face finally peaceful as you take a much needed nap. Meanwhile, Wonwoo smiles fondly at the bundle in his arms before brushing a finger lightly down the side of her face and behind her head. Wrapped in a soft blanket and cuddled closely in his arms, she has become his everything in just a few seconds. 

She lets out a small gurgle before settling back into his arms and Wonwoo’s heart melts. 

It's too soon for him to think about her growing up and being out in the real, scary world. He can’t imagine a future where she’s an adult already; that’s absolutely terrifying. What if she gets hurt? 

So for now, Wonwoo turns to the window to look at the skies instead. The night is clear and bright, just as the cries of his daughter a few hours before. He closes his eyes and a few of the glowing lights transcend them. 

However, it’s when he opens his eyes that he notices something in the reflection that hasn’t even crossed his mind until now. His hair is fucking blue.

He immediately wants to sputter out an expletive, but remembering that his newborn child is in his arms, he takes a deep breath instead.

The blip in your otherwise peaceful dreamland pops the bubble of slumber that’d taken over your mind. Startling awake, your eyes race around the room.

“The baby!” you gasp. “Is she okay? Oh, I shouldn’t have fallen—”

“Shh, it’s okay,” Wonwoo replies, coming closer to you and placing her carefully in your arms. “She’s right here. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Letting out a little sigh, you begin to rock her, a smile growing on your face as you look at this little creature you and Wonwoo have brought into the world together. She's the cutest thing in the whole world, a little button nose, the deepest eyes you’ve ever seen (Wonwoo’s excluded) and a whole head of dark hair. 

You know Wonwoo thinks similarly, with the way he can’t take his eyes off the two of you and the way that little smile hasn’t gone away in the hours since she’s been born. But your favorite tell is how he looks at her. It’s almost as if his eyes have become brighter since he’s been a dad. They shed a warmth on you and her, letting you know that he will always love the two of you with his whole heart, his whole being. 

Since everything seems to be fine with the baby, you let your eyes wander to Wonwoo. It must’ve been him that caused you to stir.

So you catch his eye and glance between him and the free space on the side of the bed. His cheeks push up in a warm smile when he sits down, and you murmur, “Wonwoo?”

He simply hums in response.

“Are you okay?”

He blinks for a few moments before raising an eyebrow. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be? You’re okay, and so is she; I’ve never been happier.” 

He gently places a finger on the top of the baby’s head before caressing her cheeks with it. They’re the squishiest things he’s ever touched in his life. 

You chuckle slightly, hoping to not wake the child in your arms. “I know that.” You don’t need him to say it to know it. “It wouldn’t be you if you weren’t happy. But what’s up?”

It’s then you see the flicker of doubt that runs through his mind, the way he lowers his gaze to the ground. “My hair is blue.”

You bite the insides of your cheeks. “What about it?”

He lets out a quiet breath, not one of impatience or disappointment, but one of stress. “Well,” he pauses for a moment, carefully weighing his thoughts in his mind before continuing, “don’t you think it’s a little…weird…for my daughter’s birth…to have blue hair? I should be making a better first impression,” he sighs, kicking his feet uncharacteristically childishly on the floor. 

“Wonwoo, baby, look at me.” He forces his eyes from the ground to meet your bright eyes, even after the most exhausting day of your life. “She won’t remember this. She can’t even see us that well! And even if she looks at pictures of today, I’d bet she’d think it’s pretty cool that her dad has blue hair. For the record, I think you look extremely attractive,” you admit with a smile.

He chuckles, leaning over to press a warm kiss to your lips. “I’m sorry,” he breathes out against your skin.

You let yourself relax in his touch, resting your head on his shoulder. “Don’t be. It’s us; we’re a team.”

Pecking you once more, he begins to rub your back in large, comforting circles. “You know, I’ve always thought about starting a family. But this is even better than my wildest dreams.” 

He feels the place where your cheek meets his shoulder grow warm as you react to his words, trying not to squirm. 

You know in your heart that you and Wonwoo will give this innocent baby the best life you two can. You’re both in for a wild ride, but in your heart, you know everything will work out. How can it not with Wonwoo—your love, your partner in everything—by your side? 

#seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenarios #seventeen scenario #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo scenarios #dad!wonwoo #dad!seventeen #dad!svt #filed under 📁 : wonwoo #filed under 📁 : astoria

[writingsofwesteros]

Three headed Dragons

Rhaenyra is walking with Alicent, and they see the three curled up, watching the sea; as they get closer, they see the three are asleep. Rhaenyra singled to the guard to get Daemon.

Once Daemon came Rhaenyra looked at Alicent. "Let's get them inside huh."

(I am guess at this time three are the oldest but they are only 9 so still able to be carried. Helaena is 8, Jace and Aemond are 7 and Luke and Daeron are 5, Joffrey is 4 and Aegon and Viserys are twins and are 2. )

Alicent nodded.

"I shall take Maergor he is the heavyest with all that muscle the lad has. " Daemon said as he got the boy up. Alicent watched careful she knew that he hated Viserys picking him up, she was the only one who could. But he settled in once his head was in Daemons neck.

Rhaenyra picked up Aegon, she cooed at him as he made a nose of protest.

Alicent was happy that she got left with her daughter, her first girl. She gently picked her up Aellora woekn up tears filled her eyes but stopped when she saw he rmumma.

"Mumma. Hmm mumma love you " she said and she snuggled into Alicent. Alicent held her close. As they made there way to a room Alxient noticed the bed was bigger.

"We has it made so they could share when they had nightmares." Daemon spoke as he placed Maergor down one side. Aegon on the other.

Alicent put Aellora down in the middle. As she did the three woke, looking round they cuddled in. Alicent went to leave.

"Mumma stay. Come there room move up Aeg." it was Maergor gentle, sweet voice

Alicent looked at Rhaenyra who smiled nodding saying she would watch the rest if the children as they nap. Alicent crawled into the bed as her three children all snuggled into her.

Alicent woke to a bed full on children. It seemed all the children wanted to cuddle. Jace sat at the side in the bed with Heleana as they spoke about bugs.

That's when Alcient noticed all the children where with her even Rhaenyras.

"They all wanted to nap with, especially Viserys and Aegon," Helaena spoke. They pointed out the two tiny boys who were now cuddling into Maergor.

THE CUTEST and I want such happy ending for them all; they deserve it.

Stupid show just breaking our hearts.

Cuddles galore thank you very much and you know it's the best sleep Alicent gets

#you always write the best! #the cutest! #three headed dragon

[my2phetaliaheadcanons]

Russia, America, Romano, Germany, and Spain with a darling that some how got turned into a cat for a week. Now they have to take care of them for the time being. Just something a bit wholesome for a change 😊. ( Non-yandere )

That’s a super cute idea.

Grey smoke filled the room like a prankster’s cheap bomb. The many different occupants within the basement amphitheater coughed and gagged as the air coated their throats in musty chalk.

As quick as it came, the smoke dissipated. Looking around, he believed everything to be ok. No broken furniture, nor busted light bulbs.

It wasn’t until a small meow came from his right that he realized something was wrong.

America: Allen’s head snapped toward the sound. He gasped at the sight before him.

A fluffy Ragdoll with (E/C) was swamped by the heavy clothes his doll usually wore. He watched as it looked at him in panic, unbelieving of what occurred.

“Doll, that you babe?” Allen inquired.

All the cat gave was a shaky meow and nod as it fumbled out of the heavy clothes.

Once the shock of it all settles, Allen’s going to track down Oliver and demand the reason behind the transformation. Whether or not Oliver was the one to cause the curse, Allen is going to demand he change you back.

Giggling, Oliver is all too happy to let Allen know it will take some time. Maybe even cutting his arm open before sending him on his way.

Huffing, Allen will collect you. Tucking you into his jacket as he sulks his way home. Don’t get Allen wrong, he likes animals, but having his Doll be an animal is a bit of a hinder to the relationship since he can’t do all his favorite things while you are in that condition.

He’ll take good care of you though. A small water fountain on the table and human food that is cat compatible. There will be lots of cuddles and you’ll listen as he rants about work. The failure of government workers and his own men, while regaling you about his successful hunts.

By the end, he’ll admit that you were the cutest cat and will keep a couple of photos of you. Though he is more than happy to have you as a human in his arms again.

Germany: Luther’s borrows furrowed as he looked around. He didn’t see the familiar brown of Winzig’s pelt, nor did he hear the tinkling of his silver bell.

Again, another mew sounded, this time accompanied by a tug at his pants.

Violet eyes turned downwards as he meets the (E/C) of a long German Rex. Its short, silky fur is trapped by the band tee that (Y/N) often wore.

Curious, Luther knelt down. Petting the mysterious cat as his eyes followed the shirt to a pile of (Y/N)’s abandoned clothing.

Chuckling to himself, Luther called out to Austria. Requesting that he gaze upon the cat in his arms.

As the latter approached, Luther only had one question.

“Is this (Y/N)?”

As Jon confirms you are now a cat with a simple spell. Luther’s laughter returns. He can’t believe how cute you are. Silky, soft with the biggest eyes just melts his stoic heart.

Jon comments that it will only take a week to set you free, Luther is more than happy to indulge you. The week is spent mostly at home with you being entertained by Winzig. The two of you are often found napping together or wrestling while Luther is gone at work.

When he’s home, Luther treats you like the Queen of cats with plenty of tasty food and love as he helps maintain your special fur type.

At the week’s end, Luther can only hope that you retain a couple of cat features for him to coo over a little longer.

Spain: Armando took a deep breath before slowly turning to face the (E/C) eyed, (H/C) colored European Short Hair beside him. She chirped before swaggering toward him in a way only his darling (Y/N) would.

In all his centuries of living, he had never guessed that his wife would be turned into a cat. Armando briefly wondered if it was karma catching up to him or Oliver yanking his brittle chain. Either way, he had to get you back to normal.

Unlike Allen, Armando has two sources of magical influence to speak with. He would waste no time threatening both to undo what was done.

When both tell him that the spell should wear off in about a week. Armando attempts to strike both of them down with his ax, but they retaliate in turn leaving him with additional scars and an upset kitten.

As you attempt to scold him, he brushes your meows off before collapsing into his bed. Sighing, you follow curling up on his chest, hoping the week goes by ok.

To your surprise, it was mostly fine. There were moments while on the farm you were almost squished by Idiota, but other than that Armando took decent care of you.

He would ensure that you were fed and that your coat was well maintained. No major harm and as you poofed back to human, Armando gave a snarky grin as he asked how you would repay his generosity.

Russia: Stiffening, Viktor turned his head like a broken sprinkler. The (H/C) Siberian by his side could only wince at the loud clicks that were coming from his neck.

As he peered down at the large feline, she purred to ease her nervousness.

Without thought, Viktor blankly asked who left their cat unattended, before turning to scan the room for (Y/N).

At the notice of her disappearance, he moved. Darting between nations to look for any sign of her existence. At his heels was the cat, who continued to meow for the large man’s attention.

The louder the meow the angrier Viktor became. A yowl from the beast snapped the remainder of Viktor’s patience as he bellowed for the animal to leave him be.

Before he could fully stomp off, Oliver’s pale hand clasped Viktor’s dark jacket. Blue swirled pink met red as a mocking smile split Oliver’s face.

“Now, poppet. Don’t you recognize your beloved?”

The only reason Oliver defended you was to repay a favor owed. As the taller man pressed for more answers for the strange actions, Oliver only responded that a week should be enough to fix the issue, until then keep an eye on the cat never telling him your true identity.

So, that’s what Viktor did, while also sending out several of his men to look for you. Each fruitless search sent him to the deepest pits of his own hell. Only to be eased by your feline form.

As the week dragged on, Viktor vocalized to you how his concerns and fears about never finding you. Yet, he refused to falter in your care, trusting that Oliver would not lie in repaying his favor.

It was late at night when you poofed back to your human state. Starling and relieving Viktor as the weight changes from fifteen pounds to your actual weight.

Romano: The chortle that came after the meow made Fabrizio whip around in confusion. His sunglasses almost slid off his nose at the sight of Jon cuddling a struggling Siamese.

As the small feline attempted to fight off the ill-fitted prince of darkness, he noticed the (E/C) eyes and how each of its points matched (Y/N)’s hair color perfectly.  

Like a faulty wiring job for a closet lightbulb, Fabrizio's eyes widened as his brain remarked on the lack of his beloved. His eyes frantically looked for (Y/N). Picking through the crowd, he saw no sight of her.

He was ready to sprint through the halls, screaming her name when the cat was shoved in his face.

“Here jou go, Fabrizio.” The Siamese was pushed into Fabrizio’s arms as Jon began to walk off. “Take good care of jour Darlin.”

“WHAT!?”

Jon snobbishly explained the situation at hand. He told Fabrizio that you would be fine in a week, all he had to do was take care of you.

Still in shock, Fabrizio would leave with you securely in his arms. Quickly making his way through the halls and parking lot to place you on the leather seat of his limo.

As the vehicle moved, Fabrizio asked questions to confirm your identity. Each nod and shake of the head created a mixture of relief and awkwardness.

Fabrizio spoils you with various cat condos and many feline outfits for you. Each one is designed to highlight a particular feature.

Week’s end brought relief as you returned to your true form. He’s happy but also inspired to create you some cat-influenced outfits.

#2p hetalia #2p headcanons #2p america #2p russia #2p spain #2p romano #2p germany

[azurexsnake]

Good morning!!!! Hope this ask finds you well!

Tell me, what are yo ur favourite things about mornings with Vash? 🥰💜💜

It found me asleep and then at work but I can finally talk about it now 😭 I feel like this might be long, and probably get nsfw, so I think I’m just gonna put it under a cut now

Favorite things about mornings with Vash… Well, waking up with him, first of all. He’s always either up before me or waking up at the same time I am. I can never really convince him to stay in bed longer than me. If I’m up, he’s up. But I can game the system if we don’t have anything else to do and get extra cuddle/rest time with him. He doesn’t rest nearly enough so if I can sneak some more in for him, I def do. Even if I kinda have to pee ;w; morning cuddles are worth it. Blearily readjusting and falling back asleep together is >>>>> so good!

My favorite way to wake up, or be woken up by him (he’s almost always up before me tbh), is when he’s needy and can’t keep his hands to himself. He likes watching me sleep; it’s easy for him to do on the nights he falls asleep with his head on my chest. He like hearing me breathe. Listening to my heart. He just gets that adoration in him and the urge to feel me, you know? He has full permission. Sometimes I’ll wake up to his mouth on my tits. Sometimes it’s when he’s opening my legs up to settle between them, whether to rub featherlight circles into my clit with his thumb or slick me up with his tongue. And then there’s days where I’m so out cold that I don’t rouse to anything until I’m on the verge of cumming to the gentle push and pull of his cock inside me.

And when I say gentle, I mean he might as well be torturing himself, going so slowly and moving so carefully, cuz he doesn’t actually want to wake me up- he wants me to sleep as much as I need- but he still wants that connection with me. That’s my favorite way to wake up tbh. With him holding himself back so much, he’s whisper-begging me to wake up cuz he can’t be selfish enough to just cum on his own. It’s honestly the cutest fucking thing. And makes me feel really loved <33

Breakfast with him is always fun too though! Cooking together. He’s always finding ways to make me laugh, just being goofy or with breakfast puns for whatever we’re eating. Just experiencing the morning sillies with him is the best. Makes waking up waaaay nicer. Like I’m always happy to wake up and spend my mornings with him. And always so many kisses. Like sooooooo many.

Morning bubble baths are def a fave. There’s not always time but oof, bubble baths where we can just relax and enjoy each other’s closeness are the best. I may or may not be guilty of falling back asleep lounging on his chest >.> it’s just too soothing and peaceful. He gives me the warmest smiles when I wake up from those lil naps. He’s super careful about getting my hair wet too. It’s too sweet for me to tell him that using his wet fingers to sweep my baby hairs off the back of my neck is just as bad lol he does figure it out eventually when he sees me trying to tame them while styling but I tell him not to stop anyway cuz it means more that he does it compared to spending a lil extra time getting them where I want. He still tries to be a lil more conscious though of keeping one hand at least kinda dry, my thoughtful boy ☺️

So, overall, my favorite morning moments with him are the soft ones where we can just enjoy each other to the fullest, where we can just be soft and sweet and silly <33

#this is really so all over the place #I wrote this on and off while wandering around work bored out of my mind #but thank you for asking 🥺 #cw.somno #color: red 🎨 #m34gs ❤️ #{freelance} #vluesh 💟☮️

[tinytinybumblebee]

omfg zee-zee.... thats the cutest fing thing ive seen oh my god Eddie and his Zee-Zee. Izzy melts into a great big cuddle puddle when Ed first says it, can't deny Eddie anything for the rest of the day, even when he's usually a pretty strict caregiver

;u; aaa♡♡♡ Izzy honestly doesn't expect for Ed to have a nickname for him, he was ready to always be Izzy or Iz

But, one day he's tidying up some of the toys Ed had been playing with before his nap. He places them in the chest before walking over to the couch where the baby pirate has claimed as the naptime couch ☆

Izzy sits on the edge, just wanting to check up on him. Ed stirs a little bit, doe eyes peeking through the curly mess of hair covering his face. The swordsman leans in to brush the hair to the side. Tilting his head when he hears Ed sleepily mumble something.

"What’s that, Ed? I didn't catch that."

Ed slowly stretches out like a kitten, plopping his head onto Izzy's lap, little hands reaching up.

"Zee-zee.."

Izzy blinks, zee-zee?? Was that,,,him??

"Zee-zee," Ed says again with a smile as he's gone to playing with Izzy's vest buttons. Letting this nickname settle in for Izzy.

Unlike Stede, Izzy doesn't get all teary-eyed emotional outwardly about this but, he cracks a smile as he scoops Ed up, sitting the tyke upright, just taking in the moment with his little one♡

Ed goes for Izzy's nose with gentle grasp of the face, "Play pirates, peas Zee-zee?" He ask.

Usually, Izzy doesn't let play happen so close to dinner time, not wanting his tiny ones to be wound up during meal time. However hearing the new name, it melts his heart, softening up on rules as he nods💕

#agere #age regression #fandom agere #sfw #mailbox #ofmd #izzy hands #edward trench

[belphies-wife]

What Naps Are Like With Them (Everyone)

In celebration of my first post kinda blowing up, I wrote a little something for all the characters, including Luke! (platonically for him, of course)

Again, thank you guys for all the love on my Satan Reacting to Montero fic <3 I’ll be working on requests after this.

Also, no beta we die like Lilith.

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Lucifer

➼ Never sleeps, e v e r

➼ His brothers would destroy the House of Lamentation in his sleep

➼Took a while to convince him to take a nap with you because of this

➼ His brothers listen to you more than they listen to their older brother, so you begged them to behave for a few hours so that their older brother can rest for once

➼ You will use your pact if you have to, just please let this man sleep

➼ You made sure to pick a day where you know Lucifer hadn’t slept the night before due to his workload

➼ Seriously, you had to talk to Diavolo about that

➼ You both got into your comfiest pajamas and played some soft classical music for ultimate relaxation

➼ You thought about taking a picture of hm while he slept

➼ He saw it coming and had you sleep facing away from him with his arms wrapped around you so you couldn’t turn around

➼ Smart bastard

➼  If you complain about it he’ll laugh at you

➼ Hey, at least you get cuddles

➼ Luci here looks so calm and peaceful while he sleeps, it’s adorable

➼ No wonder everyone tries to take a picture of him sleeping

➼ He’s a heavy sleeper, so you end up having to wake him up after a few hours

➼ He thanks you

➼ He’s well-rested and in a good mood for the rest of the day

➼ His brothers obviously take advantage of that

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Mammon

➼ Unlike most of his brothers, he actually has a decent sleep schedule (most of the time)

➼ However, if you wanted to take a nap with him, he wouldn’t say no

➼ Well, he’d say no, but then say yes immediately after

➼ “Whaddya mean you wanna take a nap with me? Do I look like Belphie!?”

➼ Blushing like crazy while complaining, as usual

➼ “Fine, I’ll go nap with him, then.”

➼ “Oi! Come back here! I changed my mind, I wanna take a nap!”

➼ Tsundere baby

➼ Obviously, you tease him about it

➼ “Jealous, huh? I thought that was Levi’s thing.”

“Shut up! Are we gonna cuddle or not?”

“I said nap, not cuddle.”

➼ Cue the pout

➼ The definition of the 🥺 face

➼ Please love this child

➼ “I’m kidding, of course we’re gonna cuddle.”

➼ Usually a little spoon

➼ Unless he’s in a jealous mood

➼ If he is, he will hold on to you like his life depends on it.

➼ More teasing, obviously

➼ If you think about it, Greed and Envy are very similar

➼ Poor baby wants love

➼ New drinking game: take a shot every time I call Mammon a baby

➼ I shot of water, I know you’re dehydrated

➼ Anyways, naps with Mammon = cuddles

➼ Either you’re holding him to you or he’s holding you to him

➼ f o r e h e a d  k i s s e s

➼ Mammon gets nightmares about what happened with Belphie sometimes, so lots of comfort cuddles

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Leviathan

➼ “Levi, did you sleep at all last night?”

➼ Obviously not

➼ He was up all night binge watching the latest season of “The Magical Ruri Hanai: Demo Girl”’s  spin-off series

➼ Why would you even ask?

➼ “Levi, did you stay up all night?”

➼ He looked away, a little embarrassed. “Uh, yeah.”

➼ “Levi, honey. You need to sleep. It’s not good for your health to be staying up so late.”

➼ Leviathan.exe has stopped working

➼ You’re worrying about him?????

➼ And you’re calling him honey?????

➼ Are you trying to kill him?????

➼ “You must be exhausted. Wanna take a nap?”

“Oh, uh. Yeah. I guess I could use a nap.”

“Alright. We should go to my room, since there’s more room on my bed than in your tub.”

➼ Wait you meant a nap together????

➼ You’re really trying to kill him.

➼ Usually, he’d make fun of you and call you a normie.

➼ But he was currently too busy dying.

➼ If somehow you managed to resurrect him and get him to your room to nap, then you’d know this shy boi is a little spoon.

➼ Does this really come as a surprise to anyone? It shouldn’t.

➼ He’s blushing like crazy the whole time.

➼ “Levi, if you can't sleep with me here, I can leave.”

“No!”

➼ He does sleep eventually.

➼ Sweet baby cuddles you in his sleep.

➼ Wholesome af

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Satan

➼ As the most responsible one in the family, he has a pretty good sleep schedule, so he doesn’t normally take naps.

➼ However, if you ask him to, he’ll agree. 

➼ If it makes you happy he’ll do it <3

➼ He’s not really touchy-feely and won’t initiate any cuddling.

➼ Dude that you asked to nap because you were tired and wanted to sleep.

➼ Nah bro, you just want cuddles.

➼ While he won’t initiate any cuddles, if you make it more obvious that you want some, he’ll give them to you.

➼ Big spoon

➼ If you want him to be the small spoon, he will, but he’ll be flustered af.

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Asmodeus

➼ “Asmo, wanna sleep together?”

➼ Could you have made a poorer word choice?

➼ No, you could not.

➼ This boy literally made the lenny face.

➼ “Asmo, I meant a nap.”

“Well, I suppose that’ll satisfy me for now.”

➼ You then proceeded to smack him with a pillow.

“Hey! Don’t mess up my hair!”

➼ You had to wait for him to take off his makeup and change his clothes and stuff.

➼ It’s a process.

➼ Cuddle’s tf out of you.

➼ He’ll be the big spoon or the little spoon. It doesn’t matter to him, so you can decide.

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Beelzebub

➼ Takes naps with Belphie a lot and thought it was cute that you also wanted to nap.

➼ Pre-nap snack first, though.

➼ Then he’s ready.

➼ Sweet boi will enjoy the nap whether he’s a big spoon or little spoon.

➼ If you’re happy, he’s happy <3

➼ You kiss his face a lot.

➼ He thinks you’re the cutest little human ever when you do that.

➼ I’d say soft Beel, but when is he ever not soft?

➼ Not counting the custard incident

➼ He Likes to kiss the top of your head while you sleep.

➼ He definitely snores.

➼ It takes some getting used to, but you’re not gonna let keep you from cuddling your big boi.

➼ It honestly feels really safe and comforting to just be wrapped up in his arms.

➼ Equally comforting to have his head resting against you.

➼ Overall just really soft.

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Belphegor

➼ You don’t even need to ask. He’s the king of naps.

➼ Being around Belphie for an extended period of time makes you sleepy.

➼ You’re not sure if it’s because he’s sleep or if it’s because he has some sort of sleep-power.

➼ Any time you cuddle you end up taking a nap.

➼ Do I even have to say it?

➼ S m a l l  s p o o n

➼ The smallest spoon.

➼ As the youngest, he’s the most spoiled, so he’s really really clingy and just expects you to drop whatever you’re doing at any given time to nap with him.

➼ I mean, you’d probably do it even if he didn’t expect you to.

➼ He does this adorable thing when he’s sleepy and he sees you nearby where he’ll go up to you and wrap his arms around you and rest his head against your shoulder and just say “Sleep, please.”

➼ You will stop whatever you’re doing no matter what and go up to the attic to nap with him.

➼ Not an exaggeration. It’s happened while Lucifer was talking to you before he he was p i s s e d.

➼ It was obviously intentional

➼ But how can you say no to his cute face?

➼ He seems to be able to keep you from having nightmares and you sleep 100x better with him than on your own

➼ Softest boi

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Simeon

➼ While he may dress like a stripper, this man is an angel and is pure™

➼ Anything you want, you’ll get. How can he ever deny you a thing?

➼ He can’t.

➼ You want naps? You get naps.

➼ You want cuddles? You get cuddles.

➼ You want sleepy kisses? You get sleepy kisses.

➼ Hotel? Trivago.

➼ But seriously, sleepy kisses are definitely a thing.

➼ Especially forehead kisses.

➼ Big spoon. He likes to hold you.

➼ Sweet boy loves you so much 🥺

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Luke (Platonically)

➼ Purgatory Hall has weekly movie nights, and they invite you over a lot to join them.

➼ You and Solomon have a very long list of human world movies you want Simeon to watch, but the poor man can’t figure out how Devilflix works for the life of him, so group movie nights are the only way.

➼ Not that any of you mind, of course.

➼ Luke begged Simeon to let him join you guys (he has a pretty strict bedtime)

➼ Simeon lets him occasionally if the movie is appropriate.

➼ Luke insisted on sitting next to you and sharing any treats he made that day.

➼ Poor baby ended up falling asleep not even halfway through the movie.

➼ Solomon obviously made fun of him.

➼ “Looks like it’s naptime for the little chihuahua.”

“Don’t tease him!” You say, defending Luke.

➼ At some point, Luke shifts so that he’s leaning against you in his sleep.

➼ You coo at how cute the ‘lil cherub looks.

➼ Aaaand then you proceed to fall asleep as well.

➼ You woke up the next day still on the couch. You were pretty confused since Simeon usually carries anyone who falls asleep to their bed (or the guest room, in your case).

➼ Then you realize Luke still asleep and wrapped around you.

➼ HE IS THE MOST PRECIOUS BABY EVER

➼ You assumed Simeon didn’t want to attempt moving one of you and risk waking the other so he just left you too

➼ Whatever it was, you went back to sleep with the little cherub snuggling you

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Solomon

➼ Purgatory Hall sleepover!

➼ Everyone had already fallen asleep, so you asked Solomon if he’d be alright with you two sleeping together.

➼ Not a good idea.

➼ You’re both settled in his bed and you’re about to drift off to sleep when this silly little sorcerer decided to tickle you.

➼ You  s h r e i k

➼ “Solomon!”

➼ “Keep your voice down, dear. You wouldn’t want Simeon hearing and getting the wrong idea, now. Would you?”

➼ The  s m a c c  you gave him though-

➼ “Can I sleep now, or are you gonna keep bothering me?”

“You know you love me.” He grinned.

“Well, duh. But I also love sleep.”

➼ He does let you sleep after that.

➼ You fall asleep first, and one look at your sleeping face and he falls in love with you all over again.

➼ You’re so  p r e c i o u s.

➼ He held you close to him as you slept, pressing soft, featherlight kisses against our forehead and nose, careful not to wake you.

➼ He’s a bitch until you fall asleep, pretty much.

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Diavolo

➼ It wasn’t intentional for you to fall asleep, really.

➼ You’d had a long day, and you had been sitting with the demon prince at his palace as he told you about his day over a cup of tea.

➼ It wasn’t like what he was saying was boring.

➼ No, it’s just that you were so tired, and the sofa you were sitting on was so comfy, and Diavolo was talking so much.

➼ It didn’t help that the tea that Barbatos had prepared was especially soothing.

➼ You couldn’t help yourself. You dozed off.

➼ Diavolo continued talking, and probably would’ve gone on for a long while without even noticing if Barbatos hadn��t cleared his throat and gestured towards your sleeping form.

➼ If it had been anyone else, he would have deemed it disrespectful. 

➼ But it was you, and he had realized a long time ago that he was incapable of being upset with you.

➼ “It seems they’ve had a tiring day, my Lord. I suggest you let them rest.” Said Barbatos.

“Of course. I wouldn’t dream of disturbing them.” Carefully, he made his way over to you and pried the teacup from our hands so that you didn’t move and break it in your sleep.

➼ Then, he removed his suit jacket and draped it over you like a blanket.

➼ Not gonna lie, even Barbatos was a bit shooketh. 

➼ He didn’t say anything, though.

➼ Diavolo kissed your forehead lightly and had Barbatos bring him the last of his paperwork for the day, which he finished quickly while remaining by your side.

➼ After that he picked up our still sleeping form and brought you to his room where he tucked you in.

➼ He sent Lucifer a text saying that you would be staying the night at the palace then went to sleep after answering a few emails.

➼ He snores loudly, but you somehow managed to sleep through it.

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Barbatos

➼ Diavolo set up another palace retreat (because I said so)

➼ You had been assigned a room with Luke and Beelzebub that time.

➼ It went good at first, and everyone was sent off to sleep at around 10 p.m.

➼ At some point in the middle of the night, you awoke from a particularly nasty nightmare.

➼ You were more scared than usual when you woke up, since the room you were in was not your room at the House of Lamentation.

➼ It took a while for you to realize where you were and calm down, but even then you were to afraid to sleep.

➼ Slowly, you exited the room, careful not to disturb Luke and Beel.

➼ You made your way to Barbatos’ room and knocked softly.

➼ Briefly, you wondered if he was asleep, but then he opened the door.

➼ You silently panicked when you realized your hair was a mess and your clothing was rumpled from sleep, but your disheveled appearance didn’t seem to faze him.

➼ “Hello. I was just about to prepare for bed. Is something the matter?”

➼ Suddenly, you felt very, very silly to come to such an ancient, powerful being for help with a little nightmare.

➼ “Sorry, it’s nothing. I apologize for bothering you. I’ll leave.” You said, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“You never bother me, my dear. Would you like to come in?” He asked, opening the door wider and stepping aside.

“Yes. I would like that.”

“Is something bothering you?”

You blushed. “I had a nightmare. I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. I know, it’s silly.”

“Of course it isn’t.”

“Can I... Can I stay here with you tonight?”

“If it would make you feel better, you may.”

➼ Barbatos tucked you in then sat next to you, gently running his hands through your hair. He began singing an old song in some ancient, forgotten language. His voice was soft and soothing as he sang, and you found yourself unable to stay awake even if you tried.

➼ “Goodnight, my dear.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

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Thank you so much for reading!

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[tinyjeanmarco]

how aot boys cuddle!

note: i’m feeling tired for no reason, so i decided to make a post about what it would be like to cuddle and sleep beside these boys! i hope you enjoy! reader is gn! ♡

characters: porco, reiner, levi.

warnings: none.

porco

porco would be so fun to cuddle with.

he would just kind of like, lock his arms around you and hold you as close as possible.

you wouldn’t be able to get away from his cuddles as soon as you sit or lay beside him.

his favorite position to cuddle is spooning. his arms are wrapped around your middle, keeping you safe and warm. 

get ready to be stuck in his iron grip for a long time unless you bribe him with food or tell him you need to pee.

porco just likes to settle down and cuddle. when he’s ready to lay down, that’s it, no more getting up. 

chances are he’ll take a nap or fall asleep  for the night when he starts cuddling you.

when he has you in his arms, he likes to just talk about anything. it could range anywhere from what kind of dog you would be to what your futures hold. so something silly or something serious.

he doesn’t mind, as long as he gets to talk to you.

porco will kiss you here and there as you cuddle, but he mostly just likes to lay and hold you, chatting or getting lost in the moment.

reiner

reiner loves to cuddle you, it’s his favorite way to unwind from a long day.

he would never hold you super tight like porco, always afraid to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

he likes when you cuddle facing each other with your face buried in his soft, plush chest.

or when you lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. he likes the intimacy and how close you can be.

one reason in particular that he loves the first position mentioned, is because he has easy access to your lips any time he wants them.

just giving you smooches whenever he deems is a good time for them.

he also just generally likes making out with you lazily when you cuddle.

he actually bought a fuzzy, heated blanket just for cuddling. he’s not the biggest fan of having the weight of a bunch of blankets on top of him, so a heated blanket was the best solution.

whenever it’s cuddle time, he runs and grabs your matching fuzzy socks.

“baby, i’ll go get us our fuzzy socks. i know your toes tend to get cold.”

like?? oh my god??? reiner is so sweet?

levi

levi isn’t the biggest cuddler until it’s time to go to sleep.

he will occasionally cuddle you if you guys have a day off and especially if you’re feeling down.

 he’s not really the best with words, so just being close to you as a way to comfort you helps him take care of you and is his way of telling you he loves you.

he won’t always initiate cuddles, but when he does, it’s the cutest thing.

he just gets wordlessly clingy, sitting really close to you, leaning his head on you.

sometimes, he will lay down when you’re sitting on the couch, placing his head on your lap so you could get the hint that he wants some cuddles, dammit.

he likes being the little spoon, and adores being the one who gets cuddled. 

pull him into your side and let him just kinda flop onto you? he will be so pliant.

gosh, not to mention just like, scratching his undercut and carding your fingers through his hair.

you want anything from him? just do that while you’re cuddling and he will give you ANYTHING you ask for.

levi prefers to cuddle in silence, soaking up each other’s presence, as well as just being able to communicate wordlessly.

he also usually only cuddles before you guys go to bed, so talking would just keep you up. he thinks it’s useless to speak.

#porco x reader #porco galliard x reader #reiner x reader #reiner braun x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackermann x reader #levi fluff #reiner fluff #porco fluff

[kokichixreaderthings]

laying on a couch or bed and taking an unexpected nap with kokichi?

kokichi x reader taking an unexpected nap with him! 

can be read as a friendship or relationship!

yes!!! i actually have a lot of thoughts for this, i wrote headcanons for this and also some small fanfictions! i really hope you like it!

okay! there’s a lot of ways this could happen!

like, sometimes he’ll sneak into your room, lock picking your door (with your permission!)

he just wants to hang out with you!

but if you’re taking a nap or it’s you’re just going to sleep, there’s the chance he’ll slip into bed with you

only if he knows you would be okay with it!!

there’s also the chance he’ll wake you up and drag you to do something with him...

“hey, y/n. wake up! c’monnn!”

but if he’s feeling exhausted that day, he’ll most likely just lay with you

and he’s actually exhausted a lot...

he has a pretty bad sleep schedule and forces himself to stay awake a lot, causing him to stay up until 4-6 am in the morning

and his over-exaggerative and hyper personality also tires him out

so its a common occurrence for him to be extremely tired

and he’ll take this opportunity to lay down with you, resting a bit

he feels okay to lay like this with you, he likes you, he thinks you’re cool!

he feels...safe

and comfortable enough to make some sweet comments while you sleep or brush your hair out of your face to silently adore your sleeping face

“sweet dreams, y/n...”

and he doesn’t mean to fall asleep, he’s just resting!

though...

he is really tired

so he usually ends up sleeping

if he wakes up before you, he’ll be pretty embarrassed

he fell asleep??? next to you??? in your bed???

he’s blushing now,,

but since he’s more well rested, he might wake you up!

he’ll act like he wasn’t even sleeping at all as he shakes you awake

“hey, hey sleepyhead!”

little do you know he’s the sleepyhead

 but if you wake up first...

...You can clearly see that Kokichi looks really cute when he’s sleeping. He’s at peace, with nothing to worry about except the dreams in his own head.

It’s nice to see him like this, it really is. Usually, he’s the complete opposite and it’s nice to see him get some rest.

You are a bit confused as to how he got here...but you assume he lock picked your door, attempting to drag you somewhere to do something. You weren’t sure what or if he even had any plans. But either way, his ideas must have been halted when he saw you asleep.

And instead of leaving...he stayed.

It was sweet that he felt comfortable enough to lay with you, to even sleep. But  you can probably guess that he didn’t mean for that to happen, nonetheless it did, and now the cutest version of Kokichi you’ve ever seen lays in front of you.

Though, when he wakes up, his cuteness doesn’t falter at all. As his eyes flutter open, you find yourself confused on how he can look that pretty when just waking up.

“Huh?...Y/N?” he’ll question, his voice soft and his eyes halfway closed as he looks at you. Soon, a face of realization settles in as he realizes what happens. You might catch the faint blush on his cheeks.

He’ll sigh, turning around, mumbling something about not wanting to wake up. It’s either because of embarrassment that you caught him sleeping in your bed, or he’s just genuinely tired.

It’s cute. You should probably let him sleep.

And he lays there for a while, not getting up unless to use the bathroom or if you consistently attempt to wake him up

But...what if you cuddled with him while he was sleeping? 🤔🤔

Well, Kokichi loves cuddling, but he mainly keeps it a secret. It might ruin his supreme leader image!

But, if you were able to discover this secret or pick up on it, and you decide to drape your arm around him or play with his hair...

He’ll love it. You’re being soft with him, and he actually really appreciates it. It’s not often that someone is this nice to him. It feels like a breath of fresh air, some comfort that he really needed.

And again, he likes you as a person, so he has thought of being that close to you for a while. Secretly, as he laid there, he would have been hoping that you’ll do just that. 

So you actually initiating this close contact was just...amazing.

“Thank you” he whispers, sinking into your touch. He smiles softly, feeling out of character with just how happy he was.

And you won’t be able to help yourself from smiling either after hearing his whisper.

Your soothing touches cause him to fall back asleep...

Once he does end up fully waking up, he won’t be able to discuss the matter again without some amount of flustered-ness

you might not notice, since he’s going to cover it up with teasing you on how you looked as you slept

“awww you just looked soooo sweet! Nishishi! Or maybe that’s a lie...?”

tease him back and you’ll just get more teasing, he’s trying to hide his blush after all!

inside, he’s thinking a lot

It would be different if you two agreed to take a nap together! In that case, he could act jokingly reluctant

But now it’s proven to be genuine, that he genuinely felt safe with you

It’s a bit awkward, being genuine is always awkward for him. 

Still, he can’t really deny how nice it felt, and how it was really the best sleep he had for a while 

...And despite being embarrassed,he’ll sneak into your room and lay with you again.

!! another way this could happen is if you,,accidentally fall asleep on him

picture this: you’re sitting with him on a couch and rest your head on his shoulder

as you listen to him talk, you start falling asleep...

you’re not bored, his voice is just nice and you’re tired...

“Huh? Y/n?” he’ll start, noticing your eyes closed as you sleep on his shoulder.

His first assumption is that you fell asleep because you thought he was boring. It’s his biggest fear, so of course he’ll think that first.

But, he knows you. And he knows you don’t think he’s boring.

The fear is still slightly there, but he pushed it away for now.

Instead, he watches as you sleep. Not in a creepy way, of course.

“Have good dreams, y/n.” he’ll whisper. He might even kiss your forehead, if you two are close enough for that.

And he’ll rest his head on top of yours.

Again, just trying to rest...

But he ends up sleeping anyway...

if he wakes up before you, he’ll probably wake you up

he can’t carry you to your bed, he doesn’t want to risk you waking up that way!

“hey, hey, y/n, wakey wakey..”

he might let you sleep in your bed if you’re really tired

and depending on how embarasseed he feels that he managed to fall asleep on you, he’ll lie down with you

if you wake up before him,

again, he’ll be a bit embarrassed that he fell asleep

and all that teasing will insue... 

!!!!!!!!!!!! but! consider this! kokichi accidentally falling asleep on you!

it’s really really rare but..

if he’s really having a hard time and the atmosphere is quiet, he might just...rest on you

of course, resting leads to sleeping...

You notice he’s asleep when you feel almost his entire body weight press into you.

With this, you can tell he’s really tired, he wouldn’t have done this otherwise. And you’re glad he’s getting some rest, it’s good for him.

You’re the one to whisper “Sweet dreams” this time, really hoping the wish follows through.

And as you rest on him and close your eyes, you feel safe right there next to him...

💜thank you so much for reading!! always remember kokichi ouma loves you! <3

#danganronpa kokichi #kokichi oma #kokichi ouma #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi ouma x reader #kokichi x reader #a request! 💜 #did i end this correctly? i hope so

[2-cute-4-school]

NCT Dream reaction : another member scares you

Tw : near drowning scare, lots of bugs??

Mark Lee

donghyuck loves teasing mark

you’re mark’s s/o

results : donghyuck loves bullying you

congrats you get a free pass to cry with me cuz donghyuck is ruthless

but you learnt to live with it so it’s okay most of the time

until his friendly teasing involved a quite deep pool and your unprepared form being swung violently into it

so when you submerged underwater and didn’t come back up, mark forgot everything else and dove head first into the pool

his spiderman senses kicked in thank god

donghyuck saw his life flash before his eyes ⊙△⊙

when mark dragged you to the surface and hoisted you out of the water with donghyuck’s help, you took your sweet time before coughing violently

you gotta suck the life out of that dramatic effect ya know

mark coddled you the entire day, embracing your trembling form and keeping hyuck away despite his attempts to apologize to you :<

this man would spend an entire lifetime just taking care of you and smothering you with no complaints i swear cause you became like the centre of the universe for him ಥ_ಥ

writing music? thinks of you ; eating watermelon? y/n would like it ; showering? we could have some fun

but once he tucked you safely into bed and made sure you comfortably fell asleep after a scare that shortened both your lives by 10 years

WWIII commenced （ノ♯｀△´）ノ~’┻━┻

markhyuck summer fight pt.2

Huang Renjun

there’s ONE(1) thing you and renjun totally agree on

scary movies can suck your di- └( ͡° ︿ °͡ )┘

but the other devil spawns ( read dreamies ) decided you deserve suffering their enjoyment blame them

so you’re settled on the couch between china line with renjun trying to keep his macho man facade give up jun we know you’re babie (♥ω♥*)

but still feeling you tremble like a leaf beside him melted his lil heart :((((

so he kept a hand on your knee the entire time, rubbing random patterns on your leg in an attempt to soothe your nerves

the atmosphere became so tense, any hint of conversation dying once everyone was immersed in the movies, an eerie silence enveloping you

but when dear angel chenle decided to shriek in your ears and dig his fingers in you sides let me tell you gals

you jumped out of your skin

and spoiler alert : didn’t land back on the couch

cue dolphin noises

but when you looked up at renjun, a deep pout settled on your lips and glassy puppy eyes ( つ᷄.̯σ̣̥᷅ ) he saw red before his eyes

“YAH ZHONG CHENLE YOU WANTED SCARY MOVIES?!? I’LL GIVE YOU A SCARE ENOUGH FOR YOUR ENTIRE LIFE, YOU RASCAL !!!1!1!!”

no one dares to scare/hurt his baby and escapes unharmed no exceptions sorry

after he taught chenle the lesson of his life, it’s cuddle time!!! (۶* ‘ꆚ’)۶”

he spoons you protectively and smothers you in a TON of kithes until he’s content with hearing your giggles  :>

Lee Jeno

you made it your personal mission to find a way to eradicate all bugs

no cap

and jeno just nodded along to your endless rambling about your strong dislike towards them

let’s be honest here, he was internally gushing at your cuteness like your biggest supporter (　◠ ◡ ◠　)

so when renjun dangerously nears you without a common garden bug  he found during your picnic with the dreamies in between his fingers and sticks it in your face with the hugest shit eating grin (ര̀ᴗര́)و ̑̑

you let out the loudest screech and scramble to throw yourself in jeno’s arm who acted like your comfort blanket by now i’m so soft for jeno can you tell????

and he just 「(°ヘ°)

‘my baby?? scared?? the nerve of some people?? gotta!!!show!!them!!no one!!!NO ONE!!!messes with my baby!!!’ (｀Д´)

so he just pats you head lovingly and rubs your back until you calm down enough to let go of him

and then he leaves the cutest *smooch* on your forehead and gets up

he walks calmly towards renjun who was pretending to occupy himself with smoothing down a blanket and just...cracks his knuckles kaneki style

jeno just grabs the biggest bug he was able to find and grips the hem of renjun’s sweats harshly

wanna know what this gangsta beach does?? he frickin throws the bug down poor renjun’s pants

and then just leaves his unfortunate victim thrashing and shrieking for his life and retreats back in your arms like the terrifying baby he is

don’t mistake his softness for you as weakness!!1! he becomes ruthless when it comes to you :<

Lee Donghyuck

he’s already ruthless enough

so please PLEASE for the love of God don’t give him a reason to become even more of a devil spawn

but poor jisung didn’t get the gist bless his pure soul 🐣

you weren’t even that scared when you opened your phone to an remarkably ugly image of a cockroach (basically the same prank that was done to fetus jisung some time ago)

but you still let out a shriek loud enough to alert haechan

and while haechan seemed silent while he smothered you, his mind was going highwire which is NEVER good  (￣ェ￣;)

*time skip to the next day*

3 times

3 TIMES DID JISUNG SEE HIS LIFE FLASH BEFORE HIS EYES IN A SINGLE DAMNED DAY and he’s never been the same since

so when he barges in the living room where sweet innocent hyuck is seated on the couch with you cradled in his lap while feeding both you and himself and watching netflix 

jisung has a fit it was damn time baby chick

“you put cockroaches in the shower, in my cup AND on my pillow, do you want me to die young??!!?”

“they’re fake tho”

“I DIDN’T KNOW THAT WHEN I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK”       ⊙﹏☉

eventually jisung retreated to put some shoes on and leave the dorm for a breath of fresh air after the near-death experience he encountered

“i feel bad for him” you took pity on the kid alright

“don’t worry your pretty head”

and he just kithes the heck out of you and automatically deleted all your worries once immersed in his sweet lips who could resist him tho

until another scream echoes

“IN MY SHOES TOO?!? YOU KNOW WHAT, I MIGHT JUST MOVE OUT”

Na Jaemin

we all know jaemin enjoys photography

and you’d be a fool to believe his camera roll is not ABSOLUTELY FULL of pictures of you both candid and not

he always insisted he takes photos of things he loves or are beautiful and you’re both and even more ✿♥‿♥✿

that’s how some of your hangouts turn into mini photoshoots whenever jaemin was in the mood

and that’s how you found yourself modeling for jaemin while the other dreamies were lunging around

“i’m frying over here, can you hurry up?”

“not my fault my baby is the prettiest unlike you gremlins, hyuck”

“what’d you say?!!?!?!!” lowkey ready to swing

jaemin doesn’t spare him a second glance, he can only focus on you :>

“hey honey can you climb on that ledge for me?”

he helps you like the gentleman he is to climb the stone ledge, one hand clutching yours and the other gripping your waist softly (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡

so you’re posing, focusing on the camera when you feel a hand tightly clasp over your ankle

and jeez do you scream so loud hyuck was left fried, insulted and deaf

and you can’t even step away from the ledge before jaemin envelops you in his arms and clutches you tightly to his chest

“aigoo aigoo~ my baby it’s okay, nana is here”  in the softest voice possible (๑´ω`๑)

he smooths down your hair, petting it affectionately and as he leans down to smooch your forehead he meets eyes with a sheepish jeno who peeks over from behind the ledge

and jaemin just stares him down with that disappointed mom look 

and jeno just knows he won’t be getting any dinner tonight

but jaemin’s head is full of you you you did i mention you? so he can only coo at you and smother your entire face in little kithes :<

“you’re the absolute cutest and all mine, my cute baby” *bursting uwus* *fake gagging noises in the background from hyuck*

“so candidate no. 2 without dinner tonight huh?” hyuck: “wait no pls”

Zhong Chenle

power napping is your favorite kind of date with chenle

just curling up against each other wherever you two could fit and spooning or just cuddling or even just holding hands if the weather was too hot

okay but just imagine chenle holding someone’s hand while he sleeps i’m ded just imagining it x.x

so it’s already understood that you’re a sleep lover who isn’t tho

and while you fell asleep, chenle still had to wash the dishes after a meal with the dreamies

jaemin being the affectionate person he is cooed over your cuteness and couldn’t help himself from throwing himself beside you on the bed and jumping on it while screaming your name (basically the same thing he did to chenle :)))) )

but unfortunately you were a quite light sleeper and easily startled when woken up suddenly and not so gently  ( ͠° ͟ʖ °͠ )

so you let out a chocked noise that immediately alerted chenle who returned to see you staring at jaemin like a deer caught in headlights 

“ah hyung why would you do that? you scared them like that”

chenle whined as he pushed jaemin away who retreated with slumped shoulders and a pout don’t worry jaems we love you

and chenle just slips under the blanket and brings you closer to lay down together and soothes you ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶

and he just embraces you, tangling your legs together and hiding your face in the crook of his neck while he runs his fingers through your hair comfortingly chenle would make the best cuddle buddy no take-backs

“shh it’s alright, just go back to sleep, i’ll stay with you” (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

with chenle’s assurance and tight grip on your body to bring you as close as humanly possible, you fall back asleep as chenle stares fondly at you

and that’s how chenle escaped washing dishes *ha suck it losers*

Park Jisung

jisung blames mark

mark is his oldest hyung and the supposedly most responsible debatable among them

so how could his leader scare you to tears and then dump your shaking figure for him, the baby, to take care of (ノ-_-)ノ ~┻━┻

jisung could only stare at you as he hovered above your curled up form

“y-y/n, come on, there’s nothing to cry about, hyung didn’t mean it”

*mark facepalms* *sm building facepalms* *the white house facepalms*

mark just motions aggressively to jisung to rub your back 

and jisung pales as if mark suggested going to a haunted house *sigh* jisung you absolute clueless baby

he SUPER HESITATINGLY pats your back awkwardly, but you only curl up into yourself even more

mark pushes jisung to sit down beside you and prompts him to comfort you properly and jisung gulps

“sooo, how are you feeling?”

*well done jisung take a guess you sharp tool* (－‸ლ)

mark is just boiling with worry you might just dump jisung after his worryingly poor attempt when your small voice cuts through

“can you please hug me, sung?” (●´^｀●)

jisung.exe has shut down please retry in a moment

“s-sure, yeah, just-”

but you just slot yourself in his lap and bury your face in his shoulder 

jisung.exe is overwhelmed by your cuteness pls spare him

but he eventually wraps his arms around you too and just rubs up and down, occasionally massaging the nape of your neck gently

“this is actually nice, can we stay like this please?” (⺣◡⺣)♡*

you just tighten your grip on him in response

and jisung rests his head on top of your head to hide his reddening face away but also to hold you even closer because despite his shy demeanor he cherishes you so so much so please have patience with this baby

mark just shakes his head from the doorway with a fond smile knowing that you’re just right for each other (︶ω︶)

#nct scenarios #nct angst #nct fluff #nct #nct dream #nct imagines #nct dream fluff #nct dream angst #nct reactions #nct dream reactions #nct dream scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct mark #nct jisung #nct jaemin #nct jeno #nct haechan #nct renjun #nct chenle #nct reader

[ohmyasmodeus]

𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨!

it’s real sleepy bitch hours for mc! the weather here has been so warm and rainy, it’s perfect cuddle weather and i couldn’t resist writing the boys being soft because of it ♡

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

♡ 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳

✧   Let’s be real— adjusting to the academic standards of the Devildom isn’t going to be easy for a human. There are definitely sleepless nights and times that you just don’t get it. Lucifer certainly doesn’t help. In fact, he puts you through the damn wringer when you ask him to tutor you.

✧   “Are you listening, my love?” Lucifer looks at you with a chuckle, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead. And of course you’re not. Lucifer’s closeness is pretty much the only upside to studying together. Unfortunately, his warmth and his soothing baritone voice makes you drowsy, and you can barely focus on the textbook in front of you as you cling to his side.

✧   He would normally wake anyone else up with harsh consequences… but he can’t help but watch you doze off with a doting smile. “Typical,” he says quietly, putting an arm around you to pull you close. He supposes the study session is over for now, and puts the materials aside before shifting to a more comfortable position to hold you. This man adores watching you rest in his arms. He knows that you probably pulled an all-nighter, and that you deserve the rest after all the effort you put into your studies.

✧   Lucifer stays for as long as he can to look after you and kiss your head from time to time, but don’t be surprised if you wake up alone. But at least you’ll be tucked into your bed sweetly. You curse his busy schedule, but the handwritten note he leaves makes you smile with promises that he’ll be back to spend the night holding you more.

♡ 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯

✧   He’s usually all over you as you are with him, so it’s not like it’s an uncommon occurrence for you to fall asleep around him. That doesn’t make Mammon any less flustered over the fact, though. As far as he’s concerned, if you fall asleep clinging to his arm, that's your arm now.

✧   “______? Hey… get off me, will ya?” Mammon protests when you fall asleep on him, but his quiet flustered protests are half-baked. He doesn’t want to wake you up, and god does he love it when you cling to him like you do. Thank god you two were in your room lazing about after class, so he gets to pull you closer without anyone having to bear witness to how completely smitten he is with you. He likes slowly rubbing your arm and your back while he sinks into the affection. You’re completely his in the moment, as he is yours.

✧   If any of the other brothers come into your room looking for either of you, he’s furiously shushing them with flushed cheeks! He even gently puts a hand over one of your ears to try and shield you from any of the ruckus he kicks up trying to get his brothers to stop teasing him and leave.

✧   You probably don’t even wake up for a while. A nap wrapped in Mammon’s arms tends to turn into a whole coma, both of you eventually ending up passed out, clinging to each other tight in your sleep. He has his face buried in your hair, arms tight around your waist, both of your legs tangled because he wants you all to himself!

♡ 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯

✧   Okay. Okay, so he’s trying so hard not to take offense at the fact that you fell asleep while you two were watching one of his favourite dramas. It’s fine. It doesn’t matter that this one was the one he’d been texting you ceaselessly about, or that he was so into it that he only realised you had fallen asleep when you nearly bonked his head with yours.

✧   “Really, ______…” Satan huffs and frowns, but makes sure to sit you up in a comfortable position on the couch, making sure you’re kept warm by placing his jacket over you. You’re a cute sight at least, with the way your head nods. Your hair falls charmingly into your face, and Satan can’t help but tenderly tuck the locks behind your ear. He continues watching without you, but he can’t stop his gaze from flickering towards you every so often, because you just look… soft. Your features enchant him, especially in such a peaceful state.

✧   Eventually, your head nearly bonks his again. He’s forced to sit closer to you so you can rest your head on his shoulder. You always do this, despite the fact that Satan was never the cuddliest demon, you always make him want to get closer. You make him want to pull you into his lap so he can keep you safe— but for now, he settles for letting you lean on him, and placing a gentle hand over the one you have on the couch beside him.

✧   You’ll have to make it up to him when you wake up though! And there’s no better way to get that frown off his face than with a thousand silly little kisses that make him smile at you like you’re the most stunning sunrise he’s ever seen.

♡ 𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘴

✧   It’s hard to fall asleep around Asmodeus sometimes. It’s the fact that he’s just so excited to be around you, pulling you to do this and that with him! Every moment spent with you is precious, and he’s always all over you. But you can’t help but get sleepy when he steals you away for a day of self-care with him.

✧   You cherish the way he almost worships you, with the way he gently rubs lotion into your skin and kisses your wrist, and the way he tenderly brushes your hair. By the time he’s brushing a face mask onto your cheeks, you’re halfway to dreamland, and the way you struggle to stay awake makes Asmodeus giggle and kiss you softly. He can’t help but coo over you, his darling, his beautiful sweetheart, his everything!

✧   After sharing a bath, Asmo definitely lulls you to sleep himself by stroking your hair as you cuddle into the silky sheets together. He lays your head on his chest, and you’re addicted to the way you feel his chest vibrate with his laughter. He’ll gently tangle his fingers in your hair, giving your scalp a gentle massage as he whispers sweet nothings… And as much as they sound like sweet nothings, they mean absolutely everything to you.

✧   When you wake up, don’t be surprised to find little innocent hickeys here and there! Asmodeus is addicted to you, and he wants the entire town to know that he’s with you (though god knows the rest of his brothers are sick to death of hearing about it).

♡ 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘣

✧   From pretty much the moment you were introduced to the demon brothers, you had already pinpointed Beel as the perfect mattress. Many aspects of him were simply irresistible to you, but most of all, you loved the fact that he made the perfect human radiator!

✧   After the semestral exam week successfully catechised you, you were sleep deprived and pretty much lucid after it was all over. The only thing you could think to do was seek out your boyfriend’s arms! You find him in his room easily, and immediately flop over him. He lets out the cutest confused noise, but wraps his arms around you regardless and kisses your head.

✧   “Was it tough, ______? I’m sure you did great, though.” Beel mumbles as you squirm about in his arms, and he lets out a satisfied mellow rumble in his chest when you finally settle. You’re pretty much laying there lights out before he even finishes speaking. He’s happy though! He’s just happy to give you a little squeeze and kiss your head like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever held.

✧   “Let’s go out for dinner to celebrate. I really want to treat you,” he says with a smile, voice dropping to a quiet murmur when he notices you drifting off already. His heart is a mess in his chest and his cheeks can’t seem to cool off, but he loves the way you make him feel, and he’ll be sure to tell you the moment you wake up!

♡ 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘳

✧   Belphie has long since traded in his cow-print pillow for you in its stead, and he always lulls you to sleep with the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and the way he traces patterns in your skin with a barely-there fingertip. You tend to stay awake longer than he does, satisfied with your role as a pillow while you play on your phone… or simply watch Belphie as he rests, while stroking his cheeks and hair affectionately.

✧   He’s definitely delighted when he manages to catch you falling asleep before he does. Since he can never help but fall asleep in your arms the moment you hold him, it’s a rare sight— your face, beautiful in its tranquility, resting mere inches away from his. He gently presses his forehead to yours with a secretive smile, savouring the moment.

✧   This time, he prefers to be the one staying awake for a little bit more. It feels like a dream almost, it’s simply unreal to have you giving him so much love and trust. He’ll gently run his hand up and down your side, letting himself indulge by pressing a few little kisses to your soft cheeks and lips.

✧   Please wake up in the middle of him indulging. The almost bashful laugh he lets out when you open your eyes is priceless.

✧   “You caught me red-handed.” Belphie nuzzles his nose into yours, taking one of your hands to hold, intertwining his fingers with yours. “Shouldn’t be so gorgeous all the time.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me x reader #thanks to @ohmymammon for beels idea! i love you so much #ahaa im so worried about writing too much... sorry about any formatting issues! #mine #swd mammon #obey me mammon #swd lucifer #obey me lucifer #swd satan #obey me satan #swd asmodeus #obey me asmodeus #swd beelzebub #obey me beelzebub #swd belphegor #obey me belphegor #txt

[kuroos-babie]

Falling in Love With a Single Mom HCs

Osamu x fem!Reader | Atsumu x fem!Reader

[ Headcanons/MiniFics ]

Request: Idk if anyone’s requested it already but your head canons are just giving me a bunch of baby fever so can I request some with the Osamu and Atsumu 🥺🥺 —anonymous

a/n: thank u for absolutely tolerating my perpetual baby fever 🥺🥺 i had so much fun writing these, i might even do oneshots god i loved atsumu's part so much pls do tell me what you think!!

❀ it was almost closing time for Onigiri Miya, people already filing out the restaurant after having their fill of good food

❀ but there you were, in your corporate uniform sitting in front of two 7 month old little boys

❀ osamu looks at you fondly from the counter, cheek resting on his hand with his elbow propped

❀ you always drop by when the shop is about to close, too tired to fix up dinner for the three of you— or so he assumed

❀ you let your boys gobble on their own onigiri's, occasionally turning and patting at the other's cheek

"They seem to like the new stuff", he commented as he walked over to your table with the excuse of clearing up the plates you were done with, "Are you done with these?"

"Oh yes, thank you. Yeah they've always had big appetites, I figured I'd let them try something new this time"

Just when Osamu was about to take the empty katsu plate, one of the twins whined in protest, clumsily swatting at his hand, "Eung! Nuh!"

"Oh? Not yet?", he chuckled as he let go of the plate, letting the younger twin pick at the crumbs

❀ you laughed at each other— him noting the way your eyes drooped slightly in exhaustion and he couldn't help but empathize with you

❀ he knows how stressful it is to raise twins, and twin boys? even more so

❀ he grabbed a nearby chair and took a seat

"Is it alright if I crash your dinner for tonight?" he asked before you could even react, "I'd even throw in two orders of tempura and some sake for you"

You yield with smile, only shaking your head since you have no idea how to even reject his offer— not when he has the sweetest smile on his face

❀ since then, he would join you for dinner and let the twins try new onigiris he made

❀ he always has a fond expression on his face when looking at your children, especially when they're stuffing each other's face with the food he made

❀ you two grew closer over sharing food and fawning over the twins

"So you take the both of them to work? And then come here for dinner before going straight home?"

"Sounds about right, yeah"

"No husband?" "Nope" "Boyfriends?" "I don't have time for any", you chuckle

It was a Friday evening and you two chatted over a bottle of sake, each having a twin snoozing on your laps

"What do you say we change things up a bit? Let me take you out tomorrow"

He was now reaching for your hand which was wrapped around your sake cup, the heat that was rising from your chest certainly not coming from the alcohol

❀ Miya Osamu was never one to dawdle, ever the straightforward gentleman

❀ that's why he didn't waste time telling you how he adored you and your boys— and wanted to be a part of your family as soon as you would permit him

❀ he definitely changed up your weekday routine— instead of coming home with the twins after dinner at Onigiri Miya, you found yourself coming home to him and your kids cuddled up on the couch, the smell of food wafting throughout the house

❀ you take turns taking the twins to work and always made time to eat dinner together, bonding over food and the twin's milestones for the day that the other couldn't witness

❀ your hands were full with the boys starting to walk and run but your heart was definitely fuller at the sight of the grey-haired man they're always running to, toppling over him as they giggle in delight and you just can't help running into his arms as well, giving him a kiss as a silent thanks for finding you three

❀ you were a fan of the black jackals and have been pestering your high school friend to let you meet the team for the longest time

❀ hinata did his best to slip you in between their busy training schedules and whatnot, finally introducing you to the team one weekend after their practice

❀ well, introducing your daughter first

❀ you handed her over to hinata before excusing yourself for the bathroom real quick

❀ he waltz in the locker room and i kid you not, bokuto and atsumu were all up in their faces the moment they laid eyes on her

❀ the 16 month old girl in pink wasn't too impressed

"Gimme her, I'm really good with kids" Bokuto insists while making grabby hands but your daughter only turned away and laid her head on Hinata's shoulder

"Move over, Bokkun, lemme try"

❀ you bet bokuto was dejected for the rest of the day

❀ Hinata lowered the little girl to the floor, keeping her steady as she tries to gain balance

❀ Atsumu sat on the bench near her, calling out to her with a wide grin but she only whined and turned back to Hinata to be picked up again

"Banana! D'you like bananas?" was his last resort, grabbing one from his lunch bag which Samu prepared

Her ears pricked up at the word, turning to look at him with hopeful eyes, "Pana na!"

Atsumu leaned back to the bench, his hand propped behind him as he watches her waddle over to him "Ahh she's so cute"

"Yeah, makes me want one of my own", Meian chuckled, watching the scene unfold

Your daughter reached him, patting at his thighs as she chants "Pana pana na" when she hits his pockets and a crinkling noise caught her attention

"Oh you want this instead?" he asks her, taking a piece of chocolate from his pocket

"Uhn!"

❀ he watched as your daughter's eyes light up in delight at her first taste of chocolate, drool dribbling down her chin which he quickly wiped with a tissue

❀ the team watched as the 16 month old little girl climbed up to Atsumu to settle on his thigh, happily munching on a mini snickers bar

❀ the look you had when you entered the locker room wasn't as delighted though

"Sorry I took so long, I couldn't find th— what's that in her mouth?"

"Oh, Y/N!" it was Hinata who greeted you before turning to the setter, "Atsumu-san gave her chocolate"

"You gave her WHAT?"

You could only rub your face with your hands and exhale in frustration, "Why would you give a 16 month old some chocolates? Oh my god"

❀ you explained to the team that you were avoiding giving her sugary treats so as not to get her used to it, only feeding her fruits and yogurt for snacks

❀ they all apologized in Atsumu's stead who only had a pout in his face as he murmured "I didn't know, I'm sorry" again and again

❀ you relent and tried to get your daughter from the setter, to which she whined, chocolate-covered fingers gripping at Atsumu's shirt

"She likes me" he beamed at you as if he wasn't looking as dejected as Bokuto a few moments ago

"You bribed her with sweets" you deadpanned, making Atsumu pout at you

❀ your daughter didn't want to let go of him, squealing and whining when you tried to pry her off him so you just let her cling to the faux blonde setter for the rest of your stay

"Come on, baby, it's time to go home"

You tried getting her for the nth time but she just grunted and nuzzled against Atsumu's neck

"My arms are kinda numb"

"Do you want to take Atsumu-san home?" Hinata suggests, effectively sending a wave of heat to yours and the setter's cheeks

"Uhn! Mumu-tan!" he could only chuckle nervously as she patted and squished at his flushed cheeks

❀ you decided, albeit with a drawn out sigh, to take Atsumu home with you, knowing your daughter will get fussy when she starts to feel a bit sleepy

❀ Atsumu spent the rest of the day over at your house, bouncing and playing around with the little girl as you tried to get chores done, preparing dinner for them while you're at it

❀ after eating, you went to do the dishes, noting the eerie quiet as you had your back towards the living room

❀ you spot him completely knocked out on the couch with your daughter, head dangling on the backrest as he had a hand on your daughter's back, soft snores coming from the both of them

❀ you couldn't help but smile at them, quietly sitting and leaning back beside the two as you let the peaceful quiet lull you half asleep

❀ atsumu awoke with your face in front of him and he could just trace the exhaustion from your dovish sleeping expression

"Ahh she's cute" he whispered to himself in a smile before adjusting his position, shuffling closer and pulling your head over to lean on his shoulder as he tried to continue his nap

"You two're the absolute cutest" he sighed as he nuzzled against your daughter's head, squeezing her even tighter

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