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Quackity would definitely brush your hair and try hairstyles on you.
âoww alex that hurtsâ- i say while Alex pulls MY hair into tiny ponytails and adding tiny bows. âsorry mi reina pero te ves muy linda con este peinadoâ- Alex says while giving me a kiss on my forehead.
Quackity would definitely pick out an outfit for you while youâre in the shower.
Meanwhile your in the shower listening and singing to your favorite songs, Alex has a great idea on picking out what you should wear since you guys were already low on time. He picks out one of his favorite shirts and jeans with shoes and pair it with his favorite matching set of bra and underwear. He sits patiently waiting for you to come out the shower and luckily you didnât get mad for it because you like the outfit!!!!. âdo you like it mi reinaâ- he says. âyess i love you so much now i only have to do my hairâ- you say while giving him a kiss. maybe another one? another one wonât hurt. And there you were sitting on his lap making out with him.
Quackity definitely would ask to wash your hair
It was a long day at the office. So much stressful paperwork and calls and the worst part is, it was hair wash day. I hated the greasy feeling on my hair all day. I threw off my shoes and everything i had on. Alex saw and came from behind. âmi reina you look tired you want me to wash your hair and run you a bath?â- he says while mumbling into my neck and giving it kisses. âyes pleaseâ- i tell him while turning around and kissing him on his lips. I waited for this moment all day. As i waited until the water turned warm i took off my makeup and clothes. As i got in, i put my hair in the water so it can get wet. Alex puts the shampoo in his hands and he starts to message my scalp twice. After he washes the shampoo out, he puts conditioner in his hand and lets it sit for 4 minutes. when he finishes washing my hair he lets me rise myself off. As i walk out the bathroom and go into our shared bedroom, i put on some underwear and a bra and go cuddle with him. âyou know that i love you rightâ- i say. âmhm i love you too mi reinaâ-he says while kissing me. And we both fall into a deep sleep.
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Where r u?đđ pls write MACEđđđđ
hey anon, i was supposed to post a long fic of mace but something is wrong with my word account (cus i wrote it there). i cannot access the fic and im trying my best to get it tf backđđ so hereâs this for nowâŚ
-`٠᪼ŕźáŞĽŮ Â´-
you hated Mace. Mace hated you.
thats what your relationship looked like to outsiders. everyone saw how you felt icky about Mace being in your personal space. they saw how he cringed at the sound of your voice.
but in reality, after hours, you had to be as close as possible to Mace. after hours, he loved how much you would talk about anything and everything that popped up in your little brain.
you two would cuddle up together, talk to each other, kiss and whisper sweet nothings to one another.
it was all so perfect.
your boyfriend, Ghost, thought so too.
he treated you like the princess you were any chance he got. he did you favours and was basically your little helper whenever you needed him.
he had no idea of yours and Maceâs relationship behind closed doors. he was blinded by the fact that you two displayed pure hatred towards each other.
but you didnât feel bad, not at all. definitely not. how could you when Ghost broke your trust when he cheated on you with the new female recruit? clearly he felt no remorse when he had his head dived deep in between her legs.
so Ghost tried his best to make up for it but nothing worked. your love was gone, you fell out of love for him ages ago, and your heart found another source of joy in Mace. he was the one who held you when you found out about Ghostâs unfaithful acts. he was the one who cared for you in your time of need.
he reassured you that you could come to him whenever Ghost decided to leave you and find meaningless bliss with his affair partner. Ghost didnât cheat on you often but Ghost was distancing himself from you more and more. he wouldnât show much of his affection in public, and even less affection whenever you two were alone. he hadnât even wanted to have sex with you, it hadnât popped up in his head.
so you didnât go and meet with Ghost as often as you used to. you met with Mace instead. you would spend your time ranting about how distant he was. Mace would always listen, he paid attention to you and your needs and never fell short of giving you what you were deprived of.
the last time you saw Mace, he had been waiting for you. he wanted to take the next step in the relationship. you knocked on his door and his heart was pounding in his chest. he didnât know how you would react to his proposal.
to his surprise you agreed and that night was a night to remember, especially for you. it had been the first that someone you loved had shared a bond as intimate and passionate as that.
from then on, you two couldnât hate each other. his love for you wasnât a secret anymore, and word spread rapidly. it eventually reached Ghostâs ears. he wasnât happy about that at all, but why the fuck would Mace be scared of a guy like Ghost? if he had to fight for you he would. Mace would not have the strength to leave you with a pathetic little man like him.
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put a collar on a boy for the first time last night... he humped my leg and whimpered while sucking on my tits.... and his nipples are so fucking sensitive I spent so long just pinching and biting them....
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Hickeys
ŕłââˇdo they suck (lol) at hickeys, giver or receiver?, how? all answered down below by your beloved Tomieâ¨
ŕłââˇPsss this is a head-canon, take it lightly~
ŕłâ⡠Suggestive, implied f!reader, NSFW language
ŕłâ⡠monster trio + Law+ Ace
: ĚĚâ Luffy
Heâs the type to receive them more than to give
When he realizes he has hickeys, heâs just gonna wonder how itâs even possible and if smth hit his neck during a fightđ
Probably gonna bug Chopper about it, until he brushes him off mentioning itâs nothing
Then when youâre making out and you linger on his neck, it clicks into his mind. He yells a ÂŤÂ ooohh, It was you! Âť after realizing that, it surprises you and you almost bit his skin-
Heâs down to try it when you explain that you want them on you too
 You want me to suck your skin a little until it bruises? A bit like when you bruise after a fight? 
 Ugh⌠not the same but you got the spirit? 
Heâs dense, but he tried and he didnât do as bad as you thought
: ĚĚâ Law
LMAO?? Wouldnât he be the type to lowkey hit you with a scientific facts that hickeys can kill you if done wrongđ¤đ
Ik he would. Im so sorryđŽâđ¨
On another note, tbh I feel like heâs just sooo into it, when his mind is fogged by lust. He will be making out with you and damn, heâs now leaving wet kisses all over your neck. That itself, just awaken some type of possessive strike and youâre left with hickeys a bit everywhere.
Will quietly eye them when yâall are cuddling after sex. He wonât comment on it beside if you point them out.
âThey look great.â
It would be the most reaction you will get out of him. Heâs so hot though- intrusive thoughts but they are real đ
He doesnât mind at all if you leave some on him fr. Like if itâs done within the right vibe and yâall are just kicking it and youâre riding him or yâall in lotus position, he might even groan and moan a little louder and curse under his breath.
: ĚĚâ Sanji
Oh his mouth is ALLL OVERR your body. Heâs kissing, praising, leaving hickeys all over your body. On you chest, between your thighs, on you collarbone.
Heâs almost in a trance while he loves your body and mark it. Heâs gotta to enjoy his pretty lover and you bet heâs gonna make it known that you are his and heâs the lucky man who has you!!
Heâs so sweet about it, with sweet compliments, but itâs a bit messy too. Wet patches, mumbles from his muffled lips.
Heâs SOOOOO down if you wanna do it on him. He gets very excited and canât stop smiling and touching your body.
âYes of course Iâm down! Wanna try it rn? We got time yk..â
Best boy đ¤§
ŕłâ⡠Zoro
His neck always has some hickeys from you. He thought he hated it, but he quickly got over it and finds it hot now.
He doesnât care too much if someone stare at them, but he will throw a curse out with a deadpan expression, if someone made a snarky comment.
He also has this possessive strike, so you bet youâre gonna have some type of bruises-hickeys on your body after yâall are done. Because he doesnât go easy on you, he will be thrusting deep into you, while silencing you with his fingers deep in your mouth. Along with that, his mouth is nibbling on you neck and all your sensitive spots.
Itâs an overstimulating mess.
He smirks satisfied when he sees you marked up, moaning his name and completely lost into his touch.
ŕłâ⡠Ace
Oh, this man here has the biggest possessive strike out of all the men here.
I touched on the subject a little on my NSFW head canon, but he definitely love giving them. He whines when you do, because heâs apparently allergic to shirts and get slightly annoyed when each of his friends on the ship makes some jokes.
He loves that everyone knows youâre his. Because he gets to have one person for him, that actually feels love toward him and someone he can trust??! Thatâs the life prize!
Every time he fucks you, he makes sure that hickeys are created everywhere on your body.
He will shower you with attention and cocky comments as he sucks on to your skin.
Itâs his specialtyđŽâđ¨
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HI I LOVED UR HYPERSEXUAL FEM READER HEADCANONS UR WRITING IS SO GOOD
Soo I'm here to request the vees (mainly vox but idc) x hypersexual Fem reader pleasee đđ
if not that's okay and I hope you have a nice day/night!! feel free to delete this lol
-xoxo, Ari
THANK YOU <3333 i love the vees and ive been looking for an excuse to write them so this is perfect
vees with hypersexul reader
going with the same scenario as last time- you've just finished a round and (char) is spent but you're already ready to go again
ăâ vox âă
â he seems like a 2 rounds kinda guy so after that second round and yall are just laying there he is SPENT
â so when you roll over to lay on his chest like "one more time?" with a little smile on your face, as if yall did not just violently fuck it takes him a moment
â he's spent, so spent. but he really wants to please you
â he'd get used to it tbh. like he's mentally prepared everytime now but maybe sometimes he can do a round 3
â he'd resort to toys i think, only the best for his girl <3
â there's also something he loves about getting to hold you and watch you writhe in pleasure and he just gets to watch
â he'd always take your preferences into mind with toys too. like if you want smth specific he's got it for you
â i feel like he might prefer if yall are spent at the same time so the foreplay goes CRAZY
â like it's not just foreplay it's actual rounds of getting you to cum before the main event yk
â or sometimes he'll just ask if it'd be okay to be done for the night when he is
â he doesn't mind either way but he'd definitely want to communicate about it
â so yeah it might take him a little bit to adjust bit he'd be just fine!
ăâ valentino âă
â okay let's be real this man fucks A LOT so he can probably do like. 3 or 4 lengthy rounds before he's tapped out
â it's making me giggle about it but like okay val is a kinky guy, and like especially if the first time yall do anything it's a little bit rougher he is SHOCKED when you're down for more
â he's prly into something like overstim where normally you kinda gotta reel from it after so when he's done and it takes you like. a minute or two to be like "do you wanna do it again?" he judt looks down at you so confused
â he takes a moment, blinking. he'd definitely ask if you're kidding or smth and then finding out you're not he has to take a moment
â like, he finds it fucking awesome but jesus christ he's finally met hsi match
â he might use toys on you or go down on you, depends how he's feeling tbh
â i think he'd lean towards going down on you, idk he just seems like he'd be a bit of a munch.
â and if you're okay with it when yall fuck in the future he's constantly just seeing how far you can go before you're spent
â long story short he's totally chill abt it when he gets used to it and thinks it's fucking great
ăâ velvette âă
â okay im literally giggling and kicking my feet while typing this
â she seems like a 2 or 3 round kind of gal
â idk femxfem sex doesn't really go in rounds ime but like. yk.
â so after she's spent, she's like so ready to cuddle up and sleep. but then you're caressing her cheek, nuzzling into her neck. "again?" you murmur and she has to take a moment
â cause like, she's just super surprised you're still ready for another.
â she'd ask the most questions abt it. like she'd want to just know more so she can support you better
â she'd go down on you tho! anytime! she definitely has toys but she seems like the type to be more inclined to eat you out
â if she gets tired of that she'd use a toy on you. but she stays engaged the whole time, super attentive.
â she's a service switch so like getting to keep you pleased like this makes her feel good and she doesn't mind at all
â once again, all of them would embrace it and they do not mind at all!
â if you guys with the poly hc for the vees i think it just makes it so much better for them to know it's really hard to burn you out
â i loved this request ty <3
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This is so Simon Riley as a boys dad coded.
Yes Simon is very girl dad coded BUT i imagine him as wanting a big family (3-4 kids) once he decided to start a family (I picture 2 older boys and twin baby girlsđ).
He never thought about having kids, with his past and his profession, but that all changes once you two meet. And then, after the first kid, he just canât get enough of it. All he can think about is how good you look carrying his babies and caring for them.
He loves getting home to the absolute chaos of children running around in every direction, laughter and yells echoing in the house. The first thing he would do is draw you a bath, bring a glass of your favourite drink and let you rest while he gets the kids ready for bed. He would then give you a massage once the kids are sleeping, telling you how good you look taking care of his children.
In the morning, the would let you sleep in, having the boys set the table while he does the girlsâ hair, clipping multi-colour hair clips all over their head. He would wake you up once the kids are ready, table is set and he has started cooking breakfast.
During the week, he was the one that got the kids under control, teaching them young the discipline of a soldier. He would have them do chores around the house and learn how to do things by themselves from a young age.
But during weekends⌠it was total chaos. You would lay on the couch, reading a book and drinking some tea your husband made, while your kids ran around in every direction. Sometimes they would play tag, the four of them running trying to catch Simon. Other times, they would play football in the backyard (and sometimes inside the house, until you give Simon a warning look).
But their FAVOURITE game was special ops. Simon would hide while the kids looked for him, covered in toy gear from head to toe. Obviously, wearing masks, just like their daddy. They would wreak havoc, sponge bullets flying in every direction, and Simon would not spare them.
He would jump from balconies, hide in bushes, even going as far as setting up cameras to surprise them. Most of the time, you would just watch in awe, laughing your ass of. On some occasions, you would secretly form and alliance with your husband, hiding a small water gun under the couch pillow, jumping the kids when they eventually came to you for help, trying to bribe Simonâs location out of you with snacks.
By the end of the day, you would all be exhausted from running around the house. After everyone was showered and changed, you would lay on the couch together. You would cuddle into Simonâs chest while the kids found a spare limb to burrow under. The girls always pick the movie, and the six of you would fall asleep on the couch, one of the girls clutching Simonâs âGhostâ mask. He would chuckle to himself, thinking about how never, in a million years, he thought Ghost would bring so much happiness into the world.
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Matt Sturniolo Boyfriend Imagines
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warnings: NSFW near the end! mentions of anxiety, nothing else really just cute fluff
summary: cute lil imagines if you were dating matt!!
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this manâs whole camera roll would be you, heâd take pictures of you whenever he thought you looked cute and would sometimes set them as his phone wallpaper
he would 100% buy you whatever you wanted, you need a new bag? he will have it sitting on your bed in under an hour, he loooves to spend money on you to show how much he loves you
you would def have to be the person in the relationship who says âi love youâ first because heâs shy and doesnât know how to tell you/doesnât know when the right time is and doesnât want to scare you off
he doesnât show it but he definitely loves resting on your chest and being held by you when you two fall asleep together đ, but he definitely also loves to hold you and cuddle you
he makes absolute DISASTERS in the kitchen but he serves them up proudly and you have to pretend itâs good - âhere we are baby! finally finished the dinnerâ⌠âoh matt it looks awesome! but what are those, uh.. clumps?â
when he has anxiety attacks he shuts down and locks himself in the bathroom to calm down, so you just have to knock softly on the door and wait outside until heâs ready to let you into the bathroom to comfort him and calm him down as you guys just sit on the bathroom floor
if your ever struggling or sad this man gets INSANELY touchy, like he will come over to your house and just lightly rub your thy and back, or trace circles on your forearms. whatever he can do to let you know heâs here and listening he will do.
if you two get into an argument he will always apologise first no matter whoâs in the wrong, like he will show up to your front door with puffy eyes holding a bunch of flowers and you have no choice but to forgive him, like how couldnât you with him looking in your eyes for forgiveness as his hand shakes
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NSFW!
the first time you two hook up with each other he would definitely praise you and guide you through it the whole time, he would maintain some of his self control and go gently so he doesnât hurt you
he hates choking/rough hair pulling because he wants to make sure you arenât being hurt or uncomfortable so he makes sure to only hold your hair sosososo gently
after you guys have fucked a few times he would establish a safe word, and as soon as you have one he would go crazy when you guys are fucking, he would 100% slam into you when heâs getting close but then feel guilty after as he looks at your shaking legs spread across the bed
this man is the literal definition of aftercare, after he fucks you hard he would rub your back and tell you how good you took him, and he would carry you bridal style to the restroom and lay you down in the bath, grab a warm damp towel and gently rub the insides of your legs gently and check that your okay âare you sure i didnât go to hard? did i hurt you baby?â
he would defo PANIC if he accidentally cums inside of you, even if you were on birth control heâs super afraid of getting you pregnant, you would have to assure him hundreds of times that itâs okay đđ
after he cleans you up after sex he would bathe you, dress you, and put you in bed, he wants to make sure your comfortable and satisfied afterwards, then he would hold you tight as he crawls into bed beside you and give you more words of affirmation âyou took me so well babyâ âyou did so goodâ âiâm so proud of you sweetheartâ as he rubs the inside of your thigh
if you got on top he would instantly switch to sub as he watches you bounce on him, like this man would me whining, groaning, whimpering mess as he digs his hands into your waist to guide you up and down
thatâs all!! yâall lmk if you want a chris version:)
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Hey gal, I hope you had a good Monday! I saw your requests were open and Iâm so in the mood for some super soft Lando like all he wants to do is cradle your head and cuddle you after youâve both had long days. And when you wake in the morning, he brings you coffee and pulls the duvet round you tighter before he leaves for training đ thank you xxx
ęŤ all I want is my sweet lover
°. â pairings ( lando norris x fem! reader )
°. â summary ( a sweet night and morning with the sweetest boyfriend to ever exist )
°. â details ( g; pure fluff. w; kissing and just lando being the fucking cutest. wc; 2k )
Ë ŕź đ roroâs notes ( omg ahhh my first request! I absolutely love you and your mind, I had so much fun writing this. Lando had me kicking and giggling while I wrote this. I of course had to add my comfort movie tangled into this since I was watching it while writing. I hope you enjoy this!! xoxo but also omg?! I never write this fast, this might be my favorite thing Iâve written )
âAnd at last, I see the lightâ you quietly sing along to your comfort movie that was playing on the tv in your room. You had gotten home from work a few hours ago and you were absolutely worn out from your long day at work, it was just a bad day, nothing seemed to go right for you. So, when you walked through you and your boyfriend's apartment, you ate some dinner then quickly showered and got in bed.Â
You were very much tired and could happily fall asleep, but you missed your boyfriend so you forced yourself to stay up, watching a movie that you knew would keep you distracted. And it definitely did distract you, you were so caught up in the movie that you didn't notice or hear your boyfriend come home. Lando leaned against the door frame with a big smile on his face as he watched you sing along to one of your favorite movies.Â
You looked so pretty, all curled up in your shared big bed. He could see the familiar sight of his hoodie that you were wearing, peeking out from under the duvet. He never understood why you slept in long sleeves, both of you knowing that she would take it off in her sleep; most likely accidentally hitting him while doing so.Â
You quickly turn your head to the door when you hear the familiar sound of your boyfriend's giggle. You almost jump out of your skin when you see your boyfriend standing there, you never heard him come in, you hope he wasn't there long enough to see you recite the dialogue. You rested your hand on your hoodie covered chest and gasped out loud âLando! You scared me!âÂ
âIâm sorry love, I just couldn't help it. You're just too adorableâ Lando said between his laughter, pushing up from leaning against the door frame and walking over to sit at the edge of the bed, by your side. You stop lying on your side and roll to lay on your back so you could face him better, Lando smiles and tucks the duvet under your chin so he could see your pretty face. âThat's betterâÂ
âYou look exhausted babyâ you frown when you see how tired your boyfriend truly looks, and it makes you even more sad knowing that he has to wake up early tomorrow for even more training. Lando always works and trains so hard, you wish he could get more rest.Â
âI feel exhausted, but I'll feel better when I get you in my armsâ Lando flirts, giving you a cheeky smile as he moves to lean down. He has thought about being in your arms all day.Â
âNo, no, no â You refused as you gently pushed his chest back, stopping him from laying down on you. You just showered and you washed the linen yesterday, you were not going to let your stinky and sweaty boyfriend stink up your sheets. You give him a sweet smile and softly Boop his nose âGo shower first stinky then Iâm all yours.âÂ
âAll mine?â he mumbles with a pout, having to stop himself from smiling when he feels you Boop his nose. You were right he should shower, and it would make him feel better but being in your arms sounded so much better.Â
âAll yoursâ you promised softly, sitting up so you could be level with him. You lean forward and place your hand on Lando's shoulder, pulling him closer to you and locking your lips in a kiss. Your boyfriend lets out a hum of surprise, but he flutters his eyes closed and eagerly kisses you back. You feel your boyfriend slide his hand down your side and gently squeeze your waist wanting to deepen the kiss, but before he could you pull away and whisper with a small smirk âhurry back please.âÂ
You giggle when Lando mutters curse words under his breath, but nonetheless he listens to you and dramatically stops over to the bathroom. You purposely call him a good boy loudly, laughing loudly and laying back down when he turns his head to playfully glare at you. You turn your attention back to the movie, watching as Mother Gothel and Rapunzel start arguing and, in the background, you can faintly hear the sound of the shower turning on.Â
It wasn't long until your smiley boyfriend was jumping in bed and clinging to your side, his arm wrapped around your waist and his face in your neck. You scrunch your nose in distaste when you feel Lando's damp hair tickle your neck, you pull back a little causing him to give you a confused pout, pulling you closer by your waist. You bring your hand up and gently move his damp curls away from his face, your boyfriend's eyes closing at your touch. âYou're going to get sick if you go to bed with wet hair lovely.âÂ
âIt's okay, I have you to keep me warmâ Lando whispers sweetly, opening his eyes to look into your beautiful ones. You feel your lips curl into a grin at your boyfriend's cuteness, you just want to kiss his face off. Your boyfriend feels the same way when he sees your big smile, his favorite thing is to see you happy, but unlike you he doesn't stop himself from fulfilling his desires.Â
Lando sits up a little, leaning back on the arm that wasn't wrapped around your waist. He leans down and quickly starts placing soft but wet kisses all over your face, starting with your nose then your cheeks, then moving up to your forehead before repeating. Dangerously kissing close to your lips, fighting the urge to take your lips in his. His heart fills with warmth at the sound of your giggles and pleads for him to stop, you were always so ticklish.Â
You twist your body trying to flee from your boyfriend's relentless attack on your face and now neck, giggles sipping past your parted lips. You don't move far, Lando's hold on you was tight but not painful, he wasn't going to let you get out of his arms.Â
âOh, my baby you're so cuteâ he cooed as he stopped his attack, he watched as you panted, trying to catch your breath. âGAHH YOUR SO CUTEâ he screams in his mind as he looks down at his pretty girlfriend. Lando lays back down and pulls you to his body, basically cradling your head to his chest, his fingers tangling into your hair and softly scratching at your head; just how he knows you like it. Â
You close your eyes, feeling yourself melt into his warmth and soft touch. You rest your arm on his midsection and tangle your legs with his, his body warmth spreading over you, making you even more tired. His warmth and head scratches, lulling you to sleep. Lando looks away from the tear-jerking scene that was on the tv and down at you. Your eyes were closed, and you had that cute pout on your lips you always seemed to have when you fall asleep. Â
Lando softly kisses your forehead careful not to wake you up, he whispers as he looks down at the love of his life safe in his arms
âSweet dreams pretty girl.âÂ
If there was one thing you hated more than your food touching, it was waking up alone. So, when you open your eyes and don't see your boyfriend by your side, a grumpy frown appears on your face. You let out a disappointed sigh and rolled over to Lando's side of the bed, believing that you didn't get to say goodbye before he left for morning training. The smell of your boyfriend coming from his pillow only makes your frown deepen, you missed him already, how are you going to survive all day without him?Â
You were so caught up with your depressing thoughts you didn't hear the door of the room creak open. Already dressed and ready for his day, Lando was welcomed by the sight of your bare back as you laid on your stomach on his side of the bed. As expected, you took off the hoodie in your sleep. Lando has to remind himself at that moment that he has to go to training and that he can't join you in bed, he hates early mornings when he has to leave you.Â
âBaby are you up?â Lando speaks up, loud enough so you could hear, but not loud enough to wake you up if you were sleeping. He sets your favorite mug filled with coffee on the bedside table, accompanied with a chocolate croissant that he got for you before he came home last night.Â
âYou're still here?!â You exclaim happily when you hear your boyfriend's voice behind you. You quickly sit up and turn around, holding the duvet up to cover your bare chest with one hand. Your frown turning to a big smile at the sight of your smiling boyfriend, also the smell of coffee and the sight of a croissant helped with your happiness as well.Â
âOf course, I am, I can't leave without saying goodbye to my girlâ Lando flirted as he sat on the edge of the bed, watching as you scooted closer to him. His favorite sight has always been you when you wake up, you always looked so cute with your messy hair and tired eyes.Â
âGood because I can't survive the day without one of your kissesâ your tone showing that you woke up a few minutes ago. Your words are true, your days always seemed worse if you didn't get a kiss or cuddle from your boyfriend. OkayâŚmaybe you were a little needy and clingy, but to be fair so was Lando. That's why the two of you were the perfect couple.Â
âWell i can't have thatâ Lando gasped dramatically, moving his hands up and cupping your face with his big and warm hands. A giggle escaping his lips at the sight of your squished cheeks, your lips puckering at the touch. Lando watches as your eyes flutter close, and he leans down, his eyes closing as well as he takes your lips in his in a loud and wet kiss that makes you giggle against his lips at the feeling.Â
âOkay, okay one moreâ You pleaded after your fit of giggles, lifting your head up from his shoulder that you rested it on while laughing. Lando just looks at you with stars in his eyes, he loves seeing you so happy. He mentally took a picture of your smile so he could lock back at it all day. He would need that to survive the day.Â
âBaby you're going to make me lateâ Lando whines but nonetheless he leans his body down to kiss you, slowly pushing you down on your back, his lips not leaving yours. You bring your hand up to his nape, your fingers tangling into his hair. Your lips moved against his following his lead as he led you through a breathless kiss.Â
Even though every part of him was telling him to stay in bed with you, he slowly pulled away from the kiss and rested his forehead against yours. You both had your eyes closed as you panted from the breathtaking kiss. Lando opens his eyes and places a soft and loving kiss on your forehead before ruffling your hair and sitting back up. You opened your eyes when you felt his body leave yours, you watched as he brought the duvet up under your chin and tucked you in.Â
âStay warm,â Lando whispered, nodding his head as he tried to keep a stern look on his face. You smile and nod along, leaning your head back against the headboard. You playfully salute him before saying
âStay safe handsome.âÂ
Lando smiles at your cuteness and places one more kiss on your forehead and mumbling the words âi love youâ before he sat up and made his way to the bedroom door. You watch him go with a frown before shouting âI love you more.âÂ
He looked back and sent you a wink before he fully walked out of your sight. âFuckâ you thought. You already missed him.Â
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reader and peeta showering together after a hard day (just some innocent intimacy nothing suggestive) đŤśđťđŤśđťđŤśđť love this man sm đđ¤đťđ¤đť
!!!!!! thank you for the req angel <3 this inspired me so so much! thanks for kickstarting my writing for peeta era hehe
peeta mellark x fem!reader 16+ please for non-sexual nudity. not really in universe but can read as post mockingjay if you want it to!
Peetaâs sketching on the bed when you come inside. One knee propped up with his back against the wall behind the bed, his sketchbook pressed against his thigh. His golden hair falls over his forehead, messy where heâs been too distracted by his drawing to push it back.
He looks up when you enter, smiling a bruising smile you donât feel deserving of.
âHey. Hey, sweetheart.â Itâs alarming how quickly he sets aside his book and pencil to reach for you, as if he hadnât been immersed in his sketching mere seconds ago. âCâmere, I missed you.â
As much as youâd like to be wrapped in his strong arms right now, youâre filthy, and heâs just changed the sheets earlier today.
âI canât. Iâm all dirty, see?â You wiggle your dirt-covered hands at him. Youâve been in the garden all afternoon. Time drifted away from you as you planted a new batch of tomato seeds. By the time you were done, the sun was setting and you hadnât even realised. Your knees are stained dark brown and youâve got dirt up to your elbows. âIâll shower first, then we can cuddle. Sorry, baby.â
Peeta looks decidedly put out. You turn away from him before he can convince you any further, because you know if he looks at you like that for much longer youâll give in. You pull fresh clothes from your side of the dresser and then move down the hallway to the bathroom.
The showers warming up and youâre starting to undress when Peeta knocks on the door. Itâs unlocked, and he doesnât have to, but he knocks anyway.
âItâs me,â he says. Who else would it be? You think. Silly man. âCan I come in?â
You pull the door open for him instead of answering. Youâre halfway out of your clothes but it doesnât phase him. Sure, he looks, but not for long, and not in a way that would suggest anything other than affection.
âHey,â he says. He pushes the door closed behind him. The shower runs in the background, a peaceful thrum. âDo you mind if I join you? You can say no.â
You huff a soft laugh. He should know by now that saying no to him is a near impossible feat. âYeah, of course. I donât mind.â
You finish undressing quickly, eager to be clean and warm. Peeta leaves to get fresh towels while you hop in under the hot spray. The majority of the dirt on your skin has been rinsed by the time he gets back. You hear him moving around the bathroom for a minute or so before he pulls the shower curtain aside. You let him in, moving aside to make space for him. Itâs tight, but itâs not uncomfortable. Weirdly, itâs almost a perfect fit for the two of you.
Peeta moves under the shower head and the water quickly drenches one half of his hair and one of his shoulders. His big hand slides over your hip and he carefully moves you into a position where youâve both got equal spray.
âHi,â he says, smiling. Heâs so close you could count his freckles, each light brown spot scattered across his collarbones.
âHello,â you say back. His thumb rubs your hipbone, up down, up down. âIs it too warm?â
âNo, itâs perfect.â
You smile and touch your palm to his cheek. âYou okay?â Youâre not asking because he seems out of sorts. Youâre asking because you want to know, and if heâs not heâll tell you. He does the same for you. Itâs just how you love each other.
Peeta nods. âYeah, Iâm okay. How did your gardening go?â
You beam. You love that he cares about what you care about. âGood. Weâll have tomatoes growing out of our ears by summer, I think.â
Peeta laughs. Itâs a brilliant sound that bounces off the shower walls and warms your chest. âAwesome,â he grins. Then, âHey, youâve got dirt under your ear.â He reaches behind you to grab the flannel hanging on the shower caddy. âLook that way for me?â
He holds you still with a hand at your jaw and rubs the dirt from your skin so gently you barely feel it. His touch is like a magnet â youâre drawn to it over and over again, no matter how generously he gives it to you. When he asks if he can wash your hair, youâd be crazy if you said no.
âYeah, please,â you tell him, past caring how desperate and needing of his touch and love you are. He knows, anyway.
Peeta turns you by the hips so your back is to him, then gently tilts your head backwards. You hand him your shampoo and he squeezes a dollop onto his hands, rubbing his palms together before spreading the bubbles over the top of your head. Heâs very, very gentle with it, much more than youâve ever been, massaging the soapy, sweet-smelling bubbles into your hair, fingers rubbing circles onto your scalp. His dedicated touch, along with the gentle thrum and warmth of the shower spray, is enough to almost put you to sleep.
âOkay, you can rise now,â Peeta speaks up. His tone is soft and you suspect heâs noticed your sleepiness. He gets very soft with you when youâre tired. âShut your eyes, please.â
You do as he says and he directs you under the spray. He holds a hand over your forehead like a barrier so the bubbles canât escape and sneak into your closed eyes. The action in itself makes your chest ache. He cares more than you could ever comprehend.
When heâs done rinsing you finish scrubbing the dirt from your knees, your elbows. Peeta washes his own hair, and you help him rinse the same way he did for you.
âThank you, angel,â he says. Warm water and soapy bubbles stream over his shoulders, his neck. His eyelashes are wet, clinging to each other in sparkly triangles. He dips down and kisses your shoulder, then your cheek. âLove you.â
You beam. You love him more than anything. You get on your toes to kiss him properly, a warm press of your mouth on his, a promise for more of the same later, when youâre clean and dry and fed. âLove you too, Peeta.â
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i saw a tik tok where it looked like changbinnie was getting ignored, and it absolutely broke my heart đ so, to fix it, i wrote this cute fic đŠˇ
feedback is greatly appreciated đĽ°
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You hook a leg under your thigh as you continue to scroll through tik tok. You smile at the edits people have made of Changbin, your boyfriend of three years. You giggle at how adorable he is, double tapping the video to like it.
The door to your shared apartment opens, causing you to lift your head. Changbin walks through the door, dropping the bag in his hands. A frown instantly comes to your lips as he doesn't greet you.
He walks past you, going down the short hallway before heading into the bedroom. You lock your phone, setting it on the arm of the couch.
âBin?â You gently call out his name, lifting yourself from the couch.
You peek into your bedroom, seeing Changbin sitting on the edge of your bed. He scrolls through his phone, aimlessly scrolling through Twitter.
âBaby?â You whisper the pet name, hoping he heard you.
He doesn't look in your direction, seeming pretty focused on the tweets. You release a quiet sigh, stepping towards him before sinking to your knees.
You rest your hands against his meaty thighs, gently rubbing the clothed muscle. âDid something happen?â You question him.
His dark eyes finally meet yours, and you can see the unshed tears in them. You whisper, âoh, honey,â before moving to wrap your arms around his shoulders.
âI don't get it,â he mumbles into your neck, feeling the tears streaming down his cheeks. You rub his back gently as Changbin circles his arm around your waist. âI do everything for them. Why don't they love me as much as I love them?â
âStay loves you, Bin,â you reassure him while combing your fingers through his hair. âJust before you got home, I saw so many edits of you.â
Changbin lifts his head, his eyes turning red from him crying. You give him a soft smile, wiping the excess tears. âDid you really?â He asks in a tiny voice, moving his hands to your outer thighs.
You nod your head, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. âAbsolutely, Binnie. I've seen a lot of Stays simp for you, baby,â you tell him truthfully, doing your best to make him feel better.
He doesn't say anything, dropping his gaze to his lap. âTonight,â Changbin starts but instantly pauses, taking a deep breath. âWe did the pre-recording for our comeback. As we were leaving, I waved and said goodbye, but as soon as Jeongin came, everyone was screaming. I just don't get why they don't scream for me. Am I that bad?â
âBaby, no,â you lift his head, making him look at you. âYou're not bad at all. You're so loved by so many people, I promise you.â
Changbin sniffles and nods his head. âI love you,â he whispers, returning his gaze to you.
You give him a toothy grin, dipping your head down to capture his lips with yours. âJust remember that you're so loved. Not only by your members, but by true Stays,â you remind him after pulling away. âAnd me, of course.â
A smile comes to his lips, the first one you've seen tonight. You stroke his cheeks, pinching them softly. âI'm so grateful for you, baby,â he sighs, leaning forward to rest his head against your stomach.
âI love you so much, Seo Changbin,â you sigh into his hair, placing a couple of quick kisses to the top of his head. âMy strong and talented baby.â
The two of you stay connected for almost ten minutes. One of your hands glides up and down his back while the other plays with his black hair.
âDid you eat?â Changbin asks, pulling back to look at you.
âI was waiting for you,â you tell him with a giggle. You shift in his arms, plopping yourself onto his lap. âI figured we could order something and cuddle on the couch.â
He wraps his arms around your waist, releasing a hum. âI like the sound of that. Can we order my favorite?â Changbin asks, squeezing your body against his.
âOf course, baby,â you giggle, slipping a hand underneath the back of his shirt. âWe can get whatever you want!â
Changbin grows excited and lifts himself off of the bed, carrying you in his buff arms. âI got so lucky with you,â he almost squeals, pressing chaste kisses to your cheek while heading into the living room.
âYou say that, but I think I'm the one lucky one,â you laugh, kissing his cheek.
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tagging: @strawboorybunny @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8 @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n
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hi omg I loved all ur âu sleep with plushiesâ for each svt unit, may I req a hhu ver ??? all of the other units were so cuteđđ
you still sleep with plushies âĄ
author's note. thank you hehe!!! it was so fun to do, sorry it took so long tho:(
vcu ver && perf ver
â彥 SEUNGCHEOL [ ěšě˛ ]
he never considered it a problem?
like heâs been at your place a couple of times and noticed the plushies, thinking itâs just really cute :(
i mean come on, some of his members heave weirder habits (like sleeping with their eyes openâŚ)
so when you asked him if that bothers him, seungcheol was offended that you even thought!!! about it!!!
however . . .
when he does sleep at your place, you two all cuddled up and comfy
and then⌠he wakes up only to see your back
okay, it happens⌠maybe you were uncomfortable
BUT THEN HE SEES YOUâRE CLUTCHING A TEDDY TO YOUR CHEST!!! INSTEAD OF HIM!!
heâs so sulky, good luck with that âŚ..
you explain that itâs just your comfort plushie and that you cuddled it out of habit :(
so cheol insists that he can be way better than it and begs you to let him stay one more night to prove his point âď¸
and he kinda does, he becomes your new giant, warm and loving teddy bear <3
â彥 WONWOO [ ěě° ]
wonwoo noticed before you could tell him
well, you really thought you were slick when you didnât bother hiding them because you hoped heâd think theyâre there for the aesthetics
or when you two went shopping and your eyes widened upon seeing a cute plushie:(
yeah, he knows
but he thinks itâs really cute, especially if you have that one specific plushie ever since you could remember and you always sleep with it
so not to make a fool out of yourself in front of his friends, you donât take it with you when you go on a trip with them
after whole day of fun, itâs time to sleep in the cabin
and wonwoo notices that youâre constantly squirming around, unable to fall sleep
and you confess that itâs because you didnât bring your plushie:(
so he offers to be the plushie for the night, reassuring you that he doesnât mind and you can cuddle him as much you wanna
and that may have been a risky decision because ever sinceâŚâŚ well, he is one of your plushies now ^__^
â彥 MINGYU [ ëŻźęˇ ]
you decided to invite your boyfriend over and share a secret with him
mentally, you got ready to get teased about it
but you when mingyu entered your bedroom he didnât even notice the plushies đ§ââď¸
he was just happy that u let him in your personal space and looked around your room with hearts in his eyes, like a kid in a candy store
"so you donât mind the plushies?" you mumbled, plopping down on your bed and holding one for emotional support
"the plâ oh? ah, babyâŚ" he groaned and swore his knees got weak; youâre just too cute for his own good
he doesnât mind, at all - which youâre kinda surprised but happy
he does get pouty if you cuddle a plushie to sleep instead of him >:T
sometimes will spray his cologne on your (or his) favorite one so you could feel like heâs here when heâs out having schedules âšď¸
might steal a one or two to his apartment, esp puppy ones đ
â彥 VERNON [ ë˛ë
ź ]
i mean we all know nonnie, heâs really chill about everything (welp, except bugs butâ)
so when you were facetiming him once and you noticed your plushies are on camera, you started panicking
"yo, what is it? did something happen?" he asked, noticing somethingâs wrong
"yeah⌠no⌠wellâŚ" you stuttered, not sure how to answer "did you see that?"
"what? that big spider behind you?" he stuttered and soon after laughed upon seeing your scared face "sorry, it was a bad joke⌠hey, donât get sulkyâŚ"
"i meant my plushiesâŚ" you mumbled and pulled one closer
"oh them? yeah, and? you always have them. say hi to gerard by the way" vernon nodded
what.
thereâs no gerard in your collection but later on you realised he meant (plushie name)
like really,, he doesnât care in a way that â he doesnât mind you having them
he does care about them, though :(
will put a blanket on them if he thinks theyâll get cold or carefully reads all the corners of the internet before putting them into a washing machine:(
masterlist <3
taglist. @mirxzii ,, @primoppang ,, @l3visbby ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kazmura ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @mon2sunjinsuver ,, @eternalgyuuu ,, @rubywonu ,, @haecien ,, @mine-gyu ,, @nonononranghaee
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đđđşđşđŽđżđ: leon is too shy to make a move on you
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đŽ/đť: this is my first leon fic and i havenât written in months so please be nice to me đ i hope you guys enjoy!! âĄ
itâs no secret leon is shy. ever since the beginning of your relationshipâ which was months agoâ you were always the one to initiate things between you two, not just sexually. he was too shy even to hold your hand or start a cuddle session. you donât mind that; in fact, you even find it quite cute how he starts to blush when you do something as simple as kissing him on his cheek, but sometimes you donât always want to be the one to make a move, which is why you had completely deprived him of any physical touch.
you can tell heâs bothered. heâs been staring at you as soon as you two sat on the couch together and put on your guyâs favorite TV show. he not so subtly coughs to get your attention too, but you choose to ignore that as you hold back a giggle. itâs obvious he wants to cuddle, but youâre not going to give him what he wants unless he does it himself.
as the show progresses to the next episode, you finally decide to speak up after feeling his eyes on you throughout the entirety of the first episode.
âyou need something leon?â you ask while looking away from the TV you were watching.
âw-what? oh um, no. why do you ask?â he stumbles over his words as a slight blush creeps over his face.
âbecause youâve been staring at me ever since you got homeâ you giggle
âoh.. sorryâ he murmurs out timidly while finally looking away from your face and towards the TV.
that was the last thing that was said before the next episode started and you were engulfed in the show you were watching again.
it didnât take long for his attention to fall back onto you, staring at you in disbelief because youâre not giving him what he wants. itâs killing you inside to not just wrap yourself in his arms, but you have to stand strong. you continue watching your show for another 15 minutes before leon finally reaches his breaking point.
âwhy are you doing this to me?â
you pause the show and get a good look at his face. he has a small pout and a look of sadness painted all over his face which causes you to feel a twinge of pain in your chest.
âdoing what?â
âignoring meâ
âiâm notââ
âyes you are. you didnât give me a hug or kiss when i got home and now youâre not cuddling with me like you always doâ he cuts you off and lets the words pour out frustratedly.
you kind of feel bad but at the same time canât help yourself from laughing at how frustrated he is over an issue he couldâve avoided by just making a move on you.
âyou know you couldâve kissed me and cuddled me yourself, right?â
now heâs silent because you just called him out.
âyeah but⌠i donât know howâ he timidly says.
âwhat do you mean you donât know how?â
âyou make me nervous. youâre my first relationship and i donât know how to initiate anything between us without making things awkwardâ he quietly states, barely able to make eye contact with you.
âaww leon, come hereâ you say while finally embracing him. you can feel the tension release from his body as soon as he lays his head on your chest.
âyou could never make things awkward between us leon. and as for me making you nervous, do you know how nervous you make me? like seriously, youâre insanely hot and also have the sweetest personality everâ
âstopppâ he whines but gives you a look that tells you he secretly loves what youâre saying.
âalright alright, but i'm serious leon. nothing you say or do could make things awkward between us. you donât know how much i want you to initiate something for once, iâm tired of practically wearing the pants in our relationshipâ you laugh while semi-joking.
you donât know if itâs the entirety of the little speech you gave him or the comment about you wearing the pants in your relationship that caused a change in his demeanor, but suddenly he flipped your position to where he has you pinned beneath him on the couch and passionately kissed you.
âwhoâs wearing the pants now?â
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a/n: i had to⌠I HAD TO THE BRAINROT TOOK HOLD OF ME. still getting used to writing for these boys so bear with me.
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â HE GETS IT!! literally the best person for the job. you will not be disappointed because thatâs his love language too!!Â
â The moment you suggest wanting to play fight he is tackling you to the ground full force because he was waiting for you to say that!!Â
â He loves it!! The cute aggression he gets around you can finally be satiated. Heâs on cloud nine rolling around with you, trying his damnedest to get you in a headlock just to feel you kick your feet in protest.
â Youâll have to remind him to ease his grip and the strength he uses to toss you around, but heâs a pretty quick study!Â
â Youâll really have to try to be able to pin him however, heâs as flexible as he is strong and determined to flip you on your back and proclaim his âinevitable victoryâ you can imagine his surprise (and heart eyes) when youâre craftier than he anticipated and manage to not only keep up with this enthusiasm but BEAT HIM.Â
â Soon as that happens though heâs less interested in fighting and more interested in wrenching his mask off so he can crush his lips to yours.
â You will never be safe after that first time you roughhouse with him, any time he gets that giddy feeling in his chest around you he just pounces. It is kind of your fault for conditioning him to express his affection that way.Â
â You may want to explain it to your friends however because Tanjiro is BEYOND confused. You two were having a profound moment why are you wrestling??? đ Zenitsu is having a freakout, trying to pry the boar man off you whilst screaming âYOU ANIMAL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO Y/N-CHAN!?â (though once zenâs been briefed he is immensely jealous)Â
â Inosuke gets suspicious if you arenât fighting back with your usual enthusiasm. Are you sick? mad at him? injured? Heâll get restless if you havenât been in the mood for it lately because what do you mean you donât want to wrestle??? >:(( donât u love him???
â Inosuke doesnât want to actually hurt you, of course, he knows the difference between a cry of delight and one of pain. If you make a sound implying the latter heâll stop and check-in.
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â Iâll be honest he doesnât really understand it đ youâre supposed to be madly in love why do you want to fight? most of your attempts will be one-sided, the most fight youâll get out of him is playful swatting.
â Heâs also easily distracted by physical contact, so the moment you straddle his hips in an attempt to get the upper hand (which youâll most likely already have, he really doesnât have the heart to put it up much of a struggle) heâs melting into a puddle, hands coming to your thighs to drum absentmindedly on themâwhich in turn distracts you. Itâs so hard to get mad at him for it too when he peers up at you with that lovestruck puppy look through thick blond lashes.
â Zenitsu definitely prefers a more âaggressive cuddlingâ approach than actual roughhousing, like tackling the other to the ground for some spirited nuzzling. And maybe some light-hearted games of footsie or lazily shoving at one anotherâs hands to see whoâs stronger.
â Doesnât help that heâs incredibly horny all the time and pinning him down just makes him feel hot, so now youâve got that to deal with.Â
â Zenitsu loves to play up the drama of it, the back of his hand pressed wistfully to his forehead as if heâs feeling faint as he performatively exclaims âOh, be gentle with me, Y/n-chan~!â
â That usually gets you to back off with a huff of annoyance and heat in your cheeks, knowing heâd formulated the perfect foil to your cute aggression. The best way to fend you off was to make it weird.
â Putting him in a headlock just means he has an excuse to nuzzle his face against your chest, jostle him too hard and youâll just make him cry.
â Deep down he thinks itâs a bit endearing, itâs just a love language you donât share and thatâs ok. Heâll let you rough him up, just donât expect the same treatment.Â
â To that end, youâre better off taking out your aggression on demons </3
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â Youâll have to explain it to him for him to wrap his head around it, but heâs pretty open to it! He grew up with many siblings and they liked to playfully wrestle with him sometimes, he just never imagined doing something like that with you! Especially since heâs such a gentle soul and canât imagine wanting to hurt you in any way.
â He really tries to match your enthusiasm, but all of his playful shoves and swats always end up softer than necessary.Â
â Checks in constantly! âThat wasnât too rough was it?â âThat didnât hurt right?â âAh, did I get carried away? đĽşâ like bb calm down youâre doing great.
â Once heâs used to your habits he canât help but anticipate your next sneak attack, biting his lip to conceal a smile when he notices you ready to pounce from the corner of his eye. You may think youâve caught him unawares but he often can smell or hear your approach, but he loves to pretend anyways, just to see that triumphant grin on your face when you jump onto his back.
â Oftentimes your playful wrestling is interspersed with gentle touches. You just look so cute when youâre determined and he canât help but caress your face in the moment <3 (heâs so soft pls iâd be crying)
â Nezuko watches the two of you play a lot and you can tell she wants to join in so sometimes you tag her in to fight at your side!!! Tanjiro is laughing so hard he can hardly breathe, overwhelmed with joy as the two most important people in his life put him through his paces.
â While he definitely prefers to express his affection in softer ways, he learns to love roughhousing with you. He knows that you only do it because you want to be close and because you trust him, and heâs content with that.
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â When you first express your desire to play fight all youâll get is a puzzled tilt of his head in return. Heâll genuinely ask you why, and when instead of explaining you get flustered he is suddenly very intrigued.
âI must confess I do enjoy that expression on your face, little flame!â (If you know you know) he all but announces to half the compound, which has your entire face boiling with embarrassment. Seeing his comment has only extended your distress, his eyes soften fondly. âTake your time.â
The best answer your monkey brain can conjure is âbecause I love you!â blurted out in a hurry, startling a few nearby birds into flight. No oneâs quite as startled as Kyojuro however, whose face is now equally ablaze at your confession.
âAnd I want to be close to you,â you added, fighting through the early relationship jitters to get your point across. The best way to a healthy relationship is through communication, right? After all, Kyojuro had no right to be so damned cute all the time. It made you want to wrestle him into an embrace every time he said something unintentionally endearingâwhich was often!
âI think I understand!â
â Honestly, heâs a natural at it. He knows his own strength and how much he can use when tussling with you without causing any real harm. Even if you really wouldnât mind a few token bruises to remember those silly moments by.Â
â Heâs a little nervous at first, he did grow up with a brother but Senjuro had always been gentle in his affections towards him. Though as soon as he sees just how much fun youâre having heâs absolutely on board! Enamored when you canât help but giggle as youâre rolling out of reach, lunging for his sides, and jumping onto his back in an attempt to bring him to the ground.
â Most of the time between efforts of fending off your playful shoving heâs nuzzling against you, trailing kisses wherever he can reach. Laughing heartily along with you as he all too easily weakens you by attacking your sides with incessant tickling until youâre wheezing so hard you can hardly breathe.
â He rarely initiates roughhousing, but he will never deny you. Itâs a great way to lift his spirits when heâs feeling down. Itâs a rare occurrence, but he appreciates those small gestures the most. Close proximity and your beautiful laugh? What more could he want?
â He now knows your desire to roughhouse is a sign of affection, so he cherishes being able to let loose and play with you. Though most of the time neither of you is concerned about winning. Your playfights all too easily turn into spirited cuddling. (Heâs just so loving and I- *sobs*)
â Until you decide to test some newfound strength and surprise him by flipping him flat on his back with his hands pinned to the ground. Now⌠now itâs different, a different kind of longing in those bright golden eyes youâve grown to adore. One of blatant heat and desire. He always desires you but especially so when you assert yourself.Â
â Does this lead to you desperately rutting against one another and tearing at your clothing? Couldnât say. (Absolutely)
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â He thinks itâs adorable that you want to roughhouse with him and will actually encourage you to try! Heâs so disrespectful about it though đ can hold your attacks at bay with a single hand over your face. Likes to egg you on until you really want to smack him and then acts surprised when you slip out of his grip and head butt his chest full force.
âWhy you littleâŚâÂ
â Now the game is on! Prepare to roll around struggling for the upper hand until he feels heâs put you in your place! Instead of being discouraged by your loss, youâre more determined to win the next round.
â His instincts are razor sharp so donât think youâll ever truly get the jump on him with a sneak attack, even when he looks to be none the wiser. He always knows youâre there and foils your plans at the last second :(((
â You can usually get Suma and Makio in on the action and get him rumbling with laughter as you all wrestle in a pile.Â
â Hinatsuru prefers to watch with a soft expression as her lovers fight and then crawl into the cuddle pile that follows as the four of you are gasping for breath. Suma always claims a place at your side afterward so she can whisper new schemes into your ear <3 sheâs your partner in crime.
â Tengen could likely fend the four of you off all at once if you ever did convince Hina to join, but he loves the triumphant cheers you make when he admits defeat.
â Now if you just so happen to have even greater strength than him? Heâs shutting up so fast cus please toss him around and rough him up a bit, Iâm telling you he gets off on that shitâespecially if youâre being âflashyâ about it. Probably goes without saying that your roughhousing often turns into something else.
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I want to see each harbinger with a touchy lover/lover whose love language is physical affection đđ
Imagine the Harbingers when your love language is physical affection.
Pierro is learning to adjust. He probably doesnât have the time or energy for large displays of affection. Heâs already very exhausted from his heavy workload and life itself so lots of touching would be a lot for him. But letâs not forget this man is touch-starved. It wouldnât be an overstatement to say youâre the only thing that brings him happiness in this corrupted world. After the fall of Khaenriâah, he probably isolated himself from a lot of things in order to focus on furthering the Fatui. So since you are really the link that reminds him that even he has a fraction of humanity left, Pierro does crave your touch. Just differently than how you might show it. He would enjoy simple physical contact for an extended period of time if that makes sense. Like, not anything overbearing, but tiny. You can pull up a chair and nuzzle yourself into his arm and shoulder while he works. It wonât bother him. You can keep your hand on his thigh as you do your own thing. You can try to hold his hand hostage, but it wonât work for very long, though itâll give him a tiny laugh. Though, once heâs finally out of the office and has free time (which is extremely rare) he wonât say no to lots of cuddles in bed. Truly the only way he can relax. You didnât hear this from me but he enjoys a damn good massage. Just start rubbing his shoulders in the right places and heâll be putty in your arms.
Dottore has grown to like it, enjoy it even, and you know what his favorite thing to do is? Initiate it himself first when he sees you approaching so he can catch you off guard and then tease you. Assuming youâve been with him for centuries since the Akademiya, by now he would have become accustomed to your touch. Sometimes he doesnât even react when you wrap your arms around his neck (heâs a busy man, you know? He canât always pay attention to you despite how much you complain in his ear! Though the segments will happily fulfill that role for you.) Touching the scars on his face will always make him stiffen, Zandik will never get used to that even though they donât hurt anymore. The best time to get touchy with him is when heâs sitting at his desk writing or whatever, since you can easily cuddle him on his lap. Though make sure youâre prepared for it, this is Il Dottore after all. As much as Dottore likes it when you try to challenge him with that intellectual mind of yours, he also loves it when youâre quiet. If you can make sure you stay still for the most part and quiet, his lap and chest are all yours. He might even forget youâre there since he gets so caught up in his work but donât get surprised when he breaks his pens⌠and then accidentally touches your clothes with an ink-covered hand. And donât blame him if you wake up with cramps and sores⌠itâs well worth it though!
Akademiya Zandik is the embodiment of âwhat the hell are you doing get away from me.â And literally, everyone knows this, he does have a notorious reputation after all. There was one time another student placed their hand on his shoulder and he physically recoiled and looked as if he just got burnt. Everyone makes sure not to bump into him in the hallways. Pretty much all of the physical contact heâs had was when he was beaten as a child, so heâs grown a hatred and discomfort for it. Zandik even despises brushing hands with the store clerks and merchants. He canât fathom the fact that touch can be comforting and even healing. He canât hope to understand the idea that hands are used to love, not only to hurt. So if your love language is physical affection, well⌠youâre going to have to hold off on your plans for a long time. I know it hurts, but be happy you managed to get into a relationship with this guy first. You persevered a lot, right? Youâll just have to persevere some more. It takes a long time for him to warm up to your touch, much less constant touchiness. And donât push it. Be patient. The first time you two hold hands is monumental. In due time the two of you will be cuddling together after a long day of performing illegal experiments behind the Akademiyaâs back.Â
Columbina wholeheartedly enjoys it of course! She is an affectionate queen herself! Bina can easily sense you creeping up behind her to trap her in a hug, and she happily lets it happen. She will really just let you do what you want, and she loves how you two have the same love languages since itâs a win for everyone (minus the Harbingers, Pierro has to tell her to focus during the meetings and missions instead of clinging onto you.) It is funny to think that you two actually have schedules - first, youâre holding and pampering her, and then she holds and pampers you⌠yes, a very beneficial relationship, and no one is left out of the affection and love. If you want to hold hands for every activity, go ahead! Honestly, you two could glue your hands together and daily life wouldnât be affected too much since thatâs how it already is like⌠how cute. Though I hope you have good shoulder strength because Columbina will literally drop half her body over you for an extended period of time. Cuddles of course are heavenly, though more often than not, you two end up in a tangle of limbs and have fallen off the bed with the blankets, trying to separate. Oh and if youâre touching her wings? Make sure to be very gentle this time! (Otherwise, she may playfully bat you with them but accidentally put too much force into it and send you a good few feet away.)
Capitano is very confused at first but will go along with it happily. The tall and romantically awkward man doesnât understand why youâre always insisting on holding or touching hands, but when you look so happy and smile so brightly, he could never refuse you. He doesnât understand when you plop yourself on his lap out of nowhere, or when you cuddle into his chest, but he doesnât dare move a muscle. Heâs not even sure what a âlove languageâ is in the first place until you mentioned it offhandedly once, and then the next day heâs reading a very detailed book about it in his private office. Capitanoâs face is completely neutral but inside heâs secretly very touched and honored by your love language. Like, he knew you liked him, but this just solidifies how much you truly loved him. For some reason, he treats this as revolutionary news even though you two are married. Sometimes it doesnât process that someone as lovely and amazing as you can love a monster like him. After acknowledging how much physical affection means to you he will open himself to you whenever heâs not busy. He will make sure youâre comfortable and cozy, because if you get cramps, or get too cold, or too hot, or whatever possible discomfort, he wonât forgive himself. Is he taking tips from the couple's advice book? Yes. Touch him all you want, he wonât be able to reciprocate very well other than a pat on the head and back or two but donât worry, heâs learning.
Scaramouche will act like itâs the worst thing thatâs ever been bestowed upon him⌠initially. Human touch is something that has a long, not-so-good history with him considering all his betrayals. Just the mere thought of it sickens him sometimes, he doesnât think he could ever get used to it again. Though, the puppet has gone through many stages, many changes in his life, you being one of the major ones. A big change usually is accompanied by many small ripples in oneâs life, and that is exactly what you do for him. If youâve managed to make it to this point, a relationship with him, you two have probably touched a few times. But only a few. It is not something heâs accustomed to. So you will have to rein in your need to have your hands all over him and your desire for tons of smooches. Taking it slow with physical affection is key, but you will be rewarded. Scaramouche will slowly begin to tolerate your affection, behind closed doors, however. The only affection that happens in public is when heâs jealous and pulls you into his arms. Toleration turns to him internally begging for more, however, he will never voice that out loud. The Harbinger longs to feel you hold him from behind, as he mumbles curses and how you were so needy under his breath. He hopes that youâll take matters into your own hands and kiss his cheeks so he doesnât have to ask. He wishes for you to caress his chest, the place where his heart is vacant. In your arms, maybe itâs okay for Kunikuzushi to be the vulnerable and emotional puppet he wishes he wasnât⌠But donât get too cocky. He will still dodge your attempts at hugs and watch as you comedically trip over your own feet, and then walk away and softly smile at your whining and pouting behind his back. Â
Wanderer already knows how this goes. After all, you have forgotten him, but he could never forget you. He has every part of you etched into his eternal memories, your touchy habits, your kisses, your hugs, how you always try to sneak some hand-holding in to see if he wouldnât notice. And of course, some things never change. After you two have gotten together again, you still do the exact same affectionate touches as before, as if nothing has changed at all. But he has changed. He is no longer Scaramouche, or Kabukimono, or whatever names he had called himself before. Wanderer seldom complains or makes multiple comments about your affection, nor will he be begging for it frequently. Instead, he has a more neutral-positive take on your affection. When you need him and his touch, he will be there silently. And so he will let you drunkenly mumble into his shoulder and cling to him in the tavern, not caring if that Scribe and the other blonde boy are looking at him. Heâll let you give him a peck on the cheek as thanks for helping you shop even if the mercenary and village leader are chuckling at the sight. Heâll let you greet him with a great big hug even if Sumeruâs Archon smiles knowingly at the sight. Wanderer will let you indulge, for he thinks that you deserve at least that for everything heâs put you through.
Kabukimono is admittedly confused at first, but in no way declines your advances. Your touch makes him feel quite happy after all. But, is it normal for one to be so touchy with their partner? He has seen other couples display such affection, but you seem to provide it far more than the average person! Whether itâs just a mere brush of fingers stroking him or a hand on his thigh, you always seem to be touching him affectionately. The puppet wonders if there is any real meaning behind these lingering touches that he does not understand yet. Surely there must be, right? He knows that some humans have odd habits, as you would put it. But nope - it is simply âhow you show love,â your words echoing throughout his mind. How you show love is through your soft and gentle touches, your rough tackling when youâre feeling devious, the playful pulling of his cheeks, and always finding an excuse to kiss him. And he canât say that he dislikes it! Though, it leaves Kabukimono to wonder - how does he show love?
Sandrone has no clue what to do or make of the situation. Physical affection is something that she is really not familiar with, even if the relationship has been going on for a long time. And someone who is huge on it? Oh boy, youâre going to kill her. I bet once, her face probably got stained with grease or something since she works with machines a lot, and you moved to wipe it off and her face just turned completely blank and still. Just completely unmoving, her hands literally frozen in the position they were in as your fingers tenderly brushed against her cheek. You may or may not have broken Sandrone because for the first time in your life, you heard her stutter, and then she avoided you for the next few days. So, not good at all really, but then again not in a bad way. She wonât get mad at you exactly, but she will not respond or reciprocate because she genuinely doesnât know how. It is a super strange feeling to her, liking someone elseâs touch. Do try not to do it while sheâs working, because she will get distracted and then mess up on her project, and then proceed to lose it and then go turn some poor souls into dolls to let off steam from how ill you make her feel. Will she ever get used to it or get better at reciprocating? Well, Iâm sure youâll be staying with her for a while, so youâll find out down the line.
La Signora enjoys it to a normal extent. There are times when she will be possessive and demand that you shower her with complete and utter adoration which you happily agree to. Though there are times when she will have to decline your offer - she knows you are a needy lover, Signora teases, but she too has work to do. And how will she focus on her duties if you are constantly luring her attention to you instead of where it needs to be? Signora promises to give you what you want later. Though, you will be touching Rosalyne a lot more than you think. Why? Because you help her with her own routine. You will help her do or undo her hair, which means rubbing her scalp gently and combing her hair. (Be careful! She will get annoyed if you pull on it too hard.) You love doing her nails for her, because that means you get to hold her hand for a long time. Please, brush your fingers softly against her face as you adjust the black mask on her face. Please, trace along her collarbones as you put on the black neckpiece that runs down to her chest. Signora doesnât particularly think much of your super affectionate nature, she just knows itâs a part of you and will even use it to her advantage. You give really good massages, sheâs noticed.
Pantalone feels his smile grow every time you unabashedly touch him, because he too will be physically affectionate with no shame. I donât think youâll win against this man because heâs just that good. Youâre kissing him? Well, now heâs got you trapped in his arms littering kisses all over your body. Youâre hugging or holding his hand? Well, now youâre being held hostage by him because heâs not letting go for anything. Every single time youâre touchy with him he will turn it around on you and be the one caressing you instead. All with a damned teasing smile as if this doesnât fluster him the tiniest bit. Pantalone is the kind of guy to have his hand on your thigh under the table at every chance he gets. He will have an arm linked around yours at every social gathering or party there is. He will have you on his lap while doing anything possible - in his office doing paperwork, reading a book, even merely having a regular conversation. I donât know, heâll tell you about Snezhnayaâs economy if you want. You get my point. So, in conclusion, he is really one of the best to have your hands all over, so long as youâre prepared to receive what you give.
Arlecchino doesnât really know what to do⌠she didnât even know it was possible for someone to be so touchy-feely. You cling to her more than the children do! Sheâs rather indifferent to it, she wonât reject it, but she wonât exactly encourage it either. She is a woman who likes her personal space, after all. Though at times she does enjoy your kisses and hugs, sometimes she just needs to be by herself, and your constant affection can be distracting⌠Though, Arlie does like it in moderate amounts. For example, coming home after long days to be pampered and kissed all over by you. As much as she looks unsettlingly composed and unaffected, even she feels the weight of her responsibilities sometimes. When you two finally have the time to cuddle she wonât be irritated at how you wonât let go, and will stroke your hair as youâre buried in her chest. All Arlecchino asks is that you donât do it in public, because even the orphans are beginning to whisper about how âFather is oh so lovey-dovey and mushy-gushy with [Name]â and she really canât deal with that right now.Â
Childe is a cuddle bear himself, so expect to be evenly matched and also appreciated for your love language. Although Childe doesnât really show it or acknowledge it himself, he is probably a bit touch-starved. Thatâs what falling into the Abyss and joining the Fatui as a kid does to you. So if you want to try and squeeze him to death affectionately, go ahead! He will be accepting the challenge and doing the same to you. If you have the need to always be holding his hand or gripping a piece of his clothing, he will let you. Even if youâre in the streets of Liyue, onlookers passing by, or in the privacy of your own home while heâs cooking (he will literally cook with one hand, donât test him.) If you have the sudden urge to kiss him silly out of nowhere, by all means, he welcomes it. And he will reciprocate it ten times harder. He finds it rather adorable, to be honest. Iâm sorry but he definitely tickles you as revenge if you glomp him too hard or something. Itâs all in good fun though! Ajax is not one to waste your affectionate habits, whatever little time he has with you will be spent wholeheartedly loving you to the fullest.
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Really random but dad bod DI Leonđ¤¤đ¤¤đ¤¤ (I really love DI Leon if you couldnât tell) like I love Leon w abs, and his hourglass shape but just him cuddling w you and being so warm and softđ˘ (or when yâall are making love and his tummy just has us fitting together like puzzle pieces and itâs LIKE OMGMGMđđđđđ)
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cw: descriptions of body changes, internalized fatphobia, smutty thoughts/acts.
OHHHHHH DAD BOD LEON IS MY VICE PLEASE OH MY FUCKING GOD. LIKE RAHHHH, I NEED IT BAD. Ram anon, I'm on to you.
The changes happen after a year into his forced retirement, he doesn't realize it until he becomes more aware of the way your arms feel wrapping around his soft torso. Once adorned with hard muscle, his body now was covered in a layer of skin that expanded over time. He still had the same physique and the same capacity for strength, but there was an added softness heâd acquired recently that sent his head in for a spin.
Retirement has been good for Leon, he no longer has to deal with the hecticness of mission briefings and assignments. He gets to actually rest, his usual overactive nervous system now rendered down and becoming more manageable. The first couple of weeks he spent falling asleep in bed or on the couch, like his body was playing catchup on the energy that's been robbed from him over the years. You didnât bother him about it, didnât even judge him whenever youâd find him limp on the bed and snoring in the middle of the day.
You'd use that time to run errands or do chores around your shared home, often preparing meals for him whenever he'd wake up groggily to go look for you. Eating homemade meals that were made with love certainly started to add up, the consistent intake of food was new and apparently something that his body liked and needed. The constant nausea he often experienced when he was under so much stress went away, slowly learned how to enjoy eating again like he did years before he was forced to become an agent.
He never focused on his appearance most days, but as Leon stopped to observe himself in the mirror one morning, his eyes were fixated on his body. He's certainly changed after a while, stomach a little fuller and cheeks more plump than before, hell even his arms and thighs looked bigger. His initial reaction to the change would have been disgust, to put himself back on a routine to regain the muscle he's lost and to critique every imperfection that would eventually be another nuisance.
But as he looked at himself a little longer, a smile crept up on his face, not minding what he saw for probably the first time in his life. All he saw was your love for him, how the signs of you taking care of him after all this time were starting to reflect in how he looked. He was healthy, he was alive, and that was a win in his book.
You certainly didn't mind the changes either and took every opportunity to remind Leon of just how much you adored him. Cuddling him whenever you could was something that became a ritual between the two of you, sneaking under his arm and digging your face into his chest any chance you got. He was soft, warm, and just a tad bit squishy. He was human, he was himself, not some war machine meant to work like a dog day and night.
One of your favorite things about his new appearance was the intimate moments you both shared and how he felt around you both internally and externally. You loved getting on your knees and worshipping him, sucking over his cock lavishly and running your hands over his thick thighs, biting at them when Leon found himself lost in pleasure.
Or when you were riding him and the sound of his thighs slapping against yours was louder than before, his lower tummy rubbing into you, meshing together so well one would think you were part of the same whole. It made you feral, like a primal instinct to claim him and show him that all you wanted was to make him feel accepted in this new body. Leon didn't complain, he loved how your attraction to him seemed to skyrocket.
Maybe being a bit more soft wasn't so bad after all.
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Mother, im sitting here at 4am, eating mini easter eggs and ive had tge most brilliant idea!! (Inspired by @inkdrinkerworld 's fic)
Okay so, poly!moonwater and readers been having trouble sleeping due to tensions/problems with her pureblood family. As a result shes been taking more naps, but they arent restful. So reader were napping in Rems bed (the dungeons were too cold) but after a fitful 30 minutes she gets up groggy, sleep deprived and beyond frustrated. She stumbles her way down to the common room, pin point Sirius lounging across the couch and promptly throws herself down to cuddle with him and continue her nap. Everyone (minus Siri) is shook. Jamie even asks if she got the wrong person because Reggie was sitting over there (in which he got a one eyed death glare before she burrowed into Siris chest and passed out).
Now, what everybody else didnt know was that Siri had more or less adopted reader as his own (she remined him so much of Reggie, being her big brother was 2nd nature). And while Barty was her person, he was a little too crazy to be comforting in this situation ("y/n, i'll get rid of them for you. Its not hard to do so" "Barty, no."). And of course Siri nows how bad their kind of familys are so he'd been taking care of reader on the down low as an older brother would.
Bonus if Reggie then decides that looks warm and fuzzy and wants Siri cuddles too so he joins ( it took him so long to get to a point where he could let himself be vunerable enough to openly allow Siri to take care of him đ)
aweeee poor reader. this ended up being way more serious than I thought it would be? like it's not funny at all, there's no humour (which feels odd to me, usually I can throw some jokes or banter in there) but plenty of hurt comfort???.......idk, I can't tell if this is any good, it feels very different from my usual pieces
poly!moonwater x fem!reader whose family sucks (but it's very Sirius-centric)
CW: mentions of insomnia, mentions of abusive families, making fun of only children (sorry), hurt/comfort
You were miserable to say the least; you couldnât remember when the last time you had a restful sleep was, and nothing you did seemed to help.
The closer it got to the Winter Holidays, the more your mind seemed to spiral. Every time you began to relax, your heart pounded as if youâd accidentally leaned too far back in your chair, reminding you of your upcoming visit home. Every time you closed your eyes, you were bombarded with images of angry faces and violent curses being shot at you.
The Slytherin dungeons were too cold, and every time you found your way into Regulusâ dorm, Barty insisted on butting in, and though you appreciated his support, you couldnât handle his threats promises to burn down your home with your parents in it.Â
Remus and Regulus both suggested you perhaps talk to Madame Pomfrey about getting some dreamless sleep or sleeping draught, but you were too embarrassed to admit to your two overprotective boyfriends that youâve used them so frequently during your life for this very reason that they had lost all efficacy.Â
It had gotten to the point that you managed to get the most sleep in the library bent over the table with your face on your book whilst Remus and Regulus did their work (and sometimes yours), and that honestly left you feeling more painfully tired than you had been before your nap.
So, you were nearly falling asleep at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall over your chicken and roast potatoes when Remus gently nudged you and suggested you go lie down for a bit and you wanted to weep into your potatoes which was only slightly less embarrassing than sleeping in them, causing him and Regulus to bring you up to Gryffindor tower.
Youâd kicked them both out of the Maraudersâ dorm room after some time â Remus for snoring and Regulus because the sound of him turning the pages of his book was distracting you. He promised to stop reading, but then he breathed too loudly and you started crying.
You were overtired, emotional, and running on fumes.
Youâd counted puffskeins, youâd had a warm glass of milk, youâd taken off articles of clothing and reconfigured your outfit numerous times (which was currently Remusâ jumper and no pants), and youâd tried every position imaginable to no avail.Â
You think you might have perhaps gotten five minutes of sleep before you woke up with a start, a barely repressed scream grating through your teeth.
Feeling disturbingly weepy and no less groggy from your horrid sleep, you pulled on a pair of your sweatpants and grabbed the throw blanket from the end Remusâ bed before trudging down the stairs to the common room.
âYou should have seen the look on Filchâs face- oh! Hi Y/N!â James called as you made your way over to the three-seater and stood over the black-haired boy currently occupying it.
âOh, Trouble.â He cooed sympathetically at you before kicking his feet out, laying back, and opening his arms for you to join him. You quickly climbed on top of him, and he tucked you in between the back of the sofa and his side, bending your knee so that your thigh rested on top of his, and pulled the blanket over the two of you.
You let out a shaky sigh and felt the first few tears fall from your eyes and onto Siriusâ chest.
âUhm...â James said loudly, looking over to both Regulus and Remus cuddled in a large plush chair from his place on the loveseat with Lily like âare you seeing this right now?â. âI think youâve got the wrong wizard there, L/N.â He said with a nervous laugh.
âNo, sheâs quite alright.â Sirius gritted back at him, looking far more severe than James thought the situation called for as he rubbed his hand consolingly up and down your arm.Â
James looked to your boyfriends, his face clearly asking all the questions that his mouth wasnât.
âHe helps, sometimes.â Regulus admitted, not looking particularly happy that you chose his brother over him, but not nearly as murderous as James figured he might look if heâd found Lily snuggled up like that with some other bloke. And it appeared as though the look of heartbreak on Remusâ face was caused more by your current sorry state and less about your current cuddle partner.
âBut...your brother?��� James asked, still befuddled over this development. âDoesnât she usually go to Junior for things like this?â
Sirius scoffed. âJuniorâs solution to almost anything is fire or murder.â
âOr both.â You whimpered quietly, causing Sirius to tighten his arm around you and bring his other hand up to continue stroking your arm.
âBesides, Bartyâs an only child.â Regulus said flippantly.
âWhatâs that got to do with it?â James asked, slightly offended at the insinuation that anything may be wrong with him on account of his only child-ness.Â
Regulusâ irritable demeanor over Sirius usurping you was quickly replaced by a cocky smirk at getting under Jamesâ skin.
âLet me ask you this, Potter: last summer when Lily returned your letters unopened and called you an arrogant toerag after saying sheâd rather date the giant squid, whose arms did you cry into?â
âHe didnât cry.â Lily laughed at the same time as James answered âSiriusââ without any hesitation.
âWhat?â Lily asked, looking slightly horrified that she may have actually hurt Jamesâ feelings.
âOh, all the time, every time, actually.â James said readily.Â
âHe got snot on so many of my favourite band-teeâs, Red. As a matter of fact, I expect retribution.â Sirius commented.
âAnd why do you think you cried into Siriusâ arms?â Regulus continued.
âWell...because heâs my best mate.â James said simply.
âYou may think thatâs the reason, but youâre wrong. Itâs because Sirius is an older brother.â
James scoffed at that. âPlease, that has nothing to do with it!â
âHave you ever cried in Remusâ arms?â
âNo, but-â
âPettigrewâs?â
James grimaced but answered honestly. âNo.â
âNo. Because theyâre not older brothers.â Regulus said definitively.
âThat actually makes sense...â Lily mused aloud.Â
âYou say that like youâre surprised, Evans. I know youâre not used to good ideaâs coming out of menâs mouths, but I do assure you it happens more frequently than you might imagine.â Regulus taunted, earning him a pillow being hurled at his head.Â
Much to Jamesâ chagrin, his seeker reflexes caught the pillow before it made impact with his face.Â
âTosser.â James grumbled.Â
âWould you guys shut up.â Sirius whispered, causing everyone to look over at you.Â
Regulus couldnât even find it in him to be miffed when he saw you sleeping what looked to be quite peacefully in Siriusâ arms. Your eyes were slightly swollen from your tears, and he could see the tracks they had left on your cheeks and over the bridge of your nose, but you looked so content.Â
âSo... all big brothers know how to do that?â James asked incredulously.
âI doubt it.â Sirius commented quietly.
âOnly ones who know what itâs like to live in a Pureblood hellscape and needed to share his bed with his younger brother who was too scared to sleep on his own for years.â Regulus added quietly, staring unseeingly towards you and Sirius. Remus pulled Regulus tighter into his side and began rubbing his arm consolingly.
Suddenly, things started to make a little more sense to James.Â
âIâll write to mum.â James stated, causing both brothers, Lily, and Remus to look at him bemusedly.
âAbout what?â Remus asked finally.
âY/N staying with us.â James said simply.
Regulus opened his mouth ready to argue; to argue that James didnât have to and that he already took in both Sirius and Regulus. James didnât owe Regulus anything.Â
But Sirius spoke first.
âShe should be with her big brother, Reggie.â Sirius said, shooting him an encouraging smile and wink.
And seeing how your breathing had fallen even with your mouth slightly ajar as you clutched to the fabric of Siriusâ jumper like it was a lifeline, who was Regulus to argue?
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