#blooming panic fluff

[ilycove]

Xyx’s hair tickled the base of your neck, his arms slithering around your waist and gripping like a vice. “I think the odds are in my favor today.”

You refused to acknowledge him for the time being. You’d asked the receptionist at the hotel you were staying very politely that you needed two beds, and here you were. In his arms. Which was nice, you loved him and he loved you and he was really warm, but it would be even nicer if he wasn’t being such a smug asshole about all of this. “This is only something that happens in bad fanfiction.”

“Oh, don’t act like that doll. You love me.”

You covered up the fond smile that was growing on your face by rolling your eyes. “Some days. Now I’m wondering why we’re even together.”

"So what I'm hearing is," he grabs your jaw with gentle fingers and places kisses where your jaw and neck meet, more smile than lips. "You admit that you love me? That you're sooo obsessed with me?"

"Oh my god," You feel laughter bubbling up in your throat and the faux scowl that once covered your face has been replaced with something more genuine. "You suck."

You feel Xyx's teeth against your skin. "And you're in love with me. What does that make you?"

"A fool."

He hums, closing his eyes and chuckling. His smirk is nothing but mischievous, you don't dare to trust him. "I was going for mental, or deranged even, but sure."

"I'm gonna punch you." You roll your eyes again and make an attempt to move your hands, but they're pinned to the side of your head before you can even go that far.

Xyx's eyes are now open and cunning. Like a devil, you think. Like a really pretty devil. "With what hands?"

Your guard is let down and you barely notice him leaning towards your face, pressing angel-like kisses all over your face. You sigh. "You suck."

"You've said that before. Are you just so in love with me you can't think right now?"

You kick him in the shin and give him a quick kiss to his lips. "Don't push it too much."

Xyx laughs and you swear to everything that is righteous and holy that it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. Your limbs are entangled and you could swear you hated him a minute ago, but when he's this pretty you forget why.

You push a strand of hair away from his eyes and he leans into your touch, kissing your palm softly. His laughter starts up again and his demonic smile returns. "Eww. You're being cringe right now."

You shove him off the bed. You remembered why you hate him.

#(⸝⸝⸝╸▵╺⸝⸝⸝) – writing ! #blooming panic #xyx #xyx headcannons #xyx blooming panic #xyx x reader #xyx fluff #xyx blooming panic x reader #blooming panic fluff #blooming panic x reader #bp fanfic #bloomic #bp xyx #bp xyx x reader #(4 orphii.... my boobie bear) #(this sucks. so bad. im so sorry i'll rewrite it later) #(i hate hthis bitchboy so much i need him to kiss me rn)

[jjaysontodd]

Flustering Xyx

Prompt: A scenario where xyx’s partner manages to out flirt them.

Word count: 500 

Warning: None just disgustingly sweet maple syrupy lovely fluff. 

It all started with your amusement park visit last weekend when he kissed you on the highest rollercoaster. Not only were you overwhelmed by the height you were at, but you were also a blushing mess. When you got off the roller coaster, all you could see was his smug grin looking back at you. He was pleased with himself knowing the reaction he could get out of you. That was the last straw, you thought to yourself. You had to get back at him for his teasing and for your dignity as well. You had even the playing field.

On a late Friday night, you were watching a space documentary. You had both left work early and were now relaxing on the sofa. You leaned into him, his hand on your shoulder. You were babbling about how many earths could fit inside Jupiter. He always found it endearing to hear you ramble. It was adorable to him. But you knew better; it was all part of your plan.

"About 1300 earth would be required to fit in Jupiter." You said this while intently studying him.

"Is that so, doll?" he hums back, a lazy smile on his face.

“but do you know how I can fit the entire world in my hands?” You said looking smug.

That question piqued his interest; how could that be? Is this one of your science facts, he wondered. "What exactly do you mean? "How is that possible?" he questioned, his gaze fixed on you.

You couldn't help but grin as you cupped his face in your hand.

“there. I have my entire world in my hands, now” You said pleased with yourself as you see his ears turn red.

“D-d-oll .. I-” He was stuttering over his words, you had caught him completely off guard. He laughed and tried to hide behind his hands, hoping you wouldn't notice how flustered you had him.

“Oh my, it looks like I have competition now,” He said trying to look away, he couldn't show his face to you, it would be completely red by now.

But you pulled his collar and forced him to look into your eyes.

“Now, don't shy away. Let me see your face, cutie.” You said with a playful glint and smirk.

That flustered him more, and a deep shade of red set on his face. He is completely melted. He giggles quietly while giving you a forehead kiss and looks back at you.

“Is this view good enough for you, doll?” He said with affection lingering in his eyes.

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[arechickensreal]

could you do a toaster x trans masc reader who got their period and gets dysphoria from it? thank you if you do we for this ask

Anon yr literally in my head what the flip. Im transmasc and got this ask the DAY my period started ;; but anyways uh the pain is real. as of writing this i'm sitting in english class, supposed to be writing an essay, but instead i'm dying of cramps in my little corner of the classroom. Writing this for 4 u and very much for me lmao. Thank u anon. Enjoy the hcs. Might write a fic, who knows? Fuck around n find out in the next episode  Non-transmasc readers can read this too, just ignore the parts that are specific to transmasc readers lol.

✿ NakedToaster x Transmasc reader on his period ✿

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Ngl. he doesn’t really exactly know what to do at first, but he eventually figures out what’s up.

But he’ll ask you what you need him to do, or if you want him to do anything. 

He knows that you get a lot of dysphoria from it, and he tries to be as comforting as they can

Assures you that it doesn’t make you any less of a man, and you're still a man regardless. You'll always be his wonderful boyfriend, and he’ll be here for you. 

He makes it a point to use lots of affirming language to help comfort you about your dysphoria

Calling you things like ‘my handsome boy’ ‘man’ ‘dude’, etc, etc. 

When you’re cuddling, he’ll try and make sure to avoid touching spots that you're dysphoric about because he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable.

But he always offers to cuddle at night if you’re having cramps

They’ll hold you close, with his hands over your stomach in some sort of attempt to ease the pain. 

He’ll probably go out to the store and buy you anything and everything you need

We all know he loves to spoil you. 

But during your period? Oh he pampers you. Like A LOT. 

He knows you're a bit more sensitive/vulnerable during this time, and he knows how bad your dysphoria can get too during this time, too. 

Orders food that he knows you like and/or find comforting. Hes not too confident in his cooking, so he just orders.

Does anything you ask, and it is always there at your call. 

Makes sure you have everything you need. Comfy clothes, heating pads, water, snacks, all that.

If it's REALLY bad, they’ll even see if they can stay and work from home just to stay there with you. 

The thought that it’s digging into his raid hours crosses his mind, but his boyfriend is more important. 

He probably does some research into how to help, and things that could be gender affirming for you, etc.

Makes you tea

He's just generally really understanding and supportive with you. He hates seeing you hurting and dysphoric, so he just wants to help. 

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[qsphyxias]

daisy. spotted. pillow.

if you fetishize mlm/nblm relationships, get the fuck out of here!

synopsis ; pillow fluff, pillow talk? with quest!!

warnings ; cussing, kissing, fluff, the funnies, not very serious, just fluff and fun, unintentional gn reader - i was planning for it to be male but alas

note ; i did a drawing to go with it too! (At the end)

words ; 0.7k +

⊱ ────── {⋅.sunshine - steve lacy.⋅} ────── ⊰

slowly but surely, your eyes were forced open by the harsh rays of sunlight breaking through panned glass from the window, causing you to wake up earlier than you wanted. hissing, you used your forearm to shield your eyes from the light like a certain shallow, yet fashionable vampire. with one arm sticking to your face, you rolled over and felt around on your bed with your other arm, trying to find your favourite daisy-spotted pillow. you let out a noise of surprise, as your palm met with tough skin instead of soft cotton.

"ouch." a gruff yet playful voice erupted from the other side of the bed, causing you to peel the arm covering your eyes away so you could check on quest. "oh! sorry, are you okay?" you rolled to the other side of the bed to coddle your boyfriend, only to have every ounce of guilt disperse from your system as you saw the pillow he clutched so comfortably in his arms. rubbing his cheek against it. tucking his arm underneath it. it felt like you witnessed infidelity.

it was your favourite. daisy-spotted. pillow.

you grimaced at him, frowned, gave him the dirtiest look you have ever given anyone in your entire life. you crossed your arms and bore your eyes into his soul, expecting him to apologize.

quest would be sweating bullets at your stare if he wasn't so infatuated with everything you did; sometimes being loved by this man can have a downside as he doesn't find anything you do, threatening.

for example, that one time quest accidentally crushed your keyboard mouse because he wasn't used to the weight of it. you got mad, because he hadn't told you and tried to blame it on gravity. you called him by his full name, mustering your scariest look on him, and all he did was kiss you in the midst of your rage.

"quest.." your warning voice quickly turned into a childish whine. "i want my pillow back."

for a second, you weren't even sure if he heard you, as he just stared at you with the silliest grin without any indication that he was planning to return your pillow.

"que- hey!" with a gentle and swift movement, quest took the hand that was tucked underneath the pillow and tenderly guided you onto his pillow covered chest. "is this better?" he grinned against your ear, lips brushing against your cheek. you could practically hear the heart emojis in between his words.

with your face flushed, arms tucked between your chest and his, the pillow pathetically stuck between the both of you, you'd say—"...yes." yes. yes, it was better.

quest seemed content with your response, his rough hands happily rubbing up and down your spine seemed to show it. "i'm glad, angel." his silly smile widened, and he kissed your forehead, then your nose, then your lips. closing his eyes to enjoy the lazy morning with you, he whispered, "next time you need a pillow, just ping me."

you groaned, shoving him away, "you really had to ruin the moment like that, huh?" you feigned annoyance, but the laughter bubbling in your throat screwed you over.

"i don't know what you're talking about, that was extremely romantic!" he snorted, stretching his large arms back over to you to bring you back towards him. "yeah, sure, okay, discord mod." your grin grew even wider when quest finally caught you and brought you back in, pillow long forgotten and thrown off the bed. "say what you will, but you fell for this discord mod." he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, rough hands dropping and landing against the side of your stomach when he leaned over to stare down at you.

"ah, don't remind me of the biggest mistake of my entire adult life. worse than the time i thought peeing in the public pool at the water park was a good idea." you sighed dejectedly, eyes droopy and full of feigned regret. quest laughed hard, so hard that he crumbled up and fell against you, head landing against your chest and causing the entire bed frame to tremble.

the laughter was briefly slowed to a stop with a soft sigh, then followed by a sincere remark. "seriously though. if you need a pillow, i'm always here, angel. okay?"

you smiled knowingly, "okay."

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[chris-continues]

Toasty lives for the domesticity you provide them. Each time, without fail, if they wake up before you in bed they take a moment. Savor your presence, bask in not being alone.

He’d considered having a partner. That fell through. But you stayed. You were a constant reminder that they were wanted, lovable- and while his previous loneliness had definitively diminished (although not disappeared entirely), and wasn’t as bad as it was in his highschool years, it was still… nice.

Really nice.

Just like quiet mornings with you.

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[vipersiia]

lazy mornings | xyx/gn!reader

Being with Xyx is like being with a force of nature. It never really seems like he has a moment to himself. A moment to breathe. 

Waking up to the feeling of his fingers tracing shapes on your exposed skin, a sensation like no other. Humming softly you shifted and pushed closer into his chest, just taking his presence in. You feel his lips pressing into your head, curving into a smile, his arms wrapping tigher around you, pulling you closer. You can smell his lingering cologne, and beneath that the scent of the ocean that always seems to surround him.

Mornings like these are rare, but you’d never want him to change. Moments like these were made to be savored.

Slowly you open your eyes, staring into his. Half-lidded, viridian peeking through his lashes, reminiscent of the coral you both saw when diving some time ago. Whispering out a greeting, he leans in, lips gently molding against yours. Sometimes it feels like he was made for you. To be held tenderly in your palms. To be eternally loved and cared for. 

You know he feels the same way, he's expressed it multiple times. Saying how you came in like a deity from above, and showed him a love like no other. 

His hands made their way to cup your face, as you both split, breathless. 

Sometimes when you look at him, adoration is all you can see. It seeps through his veins, oozing out of him whenever he’s around you. It makes you wonder, just what he sees when he looks at you.

With him in your arms, it makes the long nights waiting for him to come home, all the more worth it. Being able to slip into bed with him, idly sharing stories about your days. Tightly wrapped up in each other's arms, not an inch between you. Mornings where neither of you are in a rush to get to work, just able to enjoy a shared morning. 

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[fafi-and-oblivia]

Workaholic

Onion x MC

(Written by: Fafi <3)

Onion leaned back, sighing uncomfortably. He stretched his limbs and cracked his fingers before hunching over his work again, Onion lost track of time frequently during his most busy weeks, and this was no exception. This usually meant he had skipped meals, often not moving from his desk unless it was for the bathroom or to sleep, but now that was different due to a recent change in his life. He heard soft-footed steps come up behind him before a set of hands lightly rested on his shoulders. He willingly embraced the touch, resting back against his chair. Slow but firm thumbs sank into the knots that worked their way into his back from hours of tireless work releasing his pent-up tension. He gave a relaxed, drawn-out groan. He let his head fall onto the back of his chair, eyes closed, relishing the moment. After a few moments, he felt the hands leave but only for a few seconds before two fingers settled on either side of his jaw soothingly, rubbing gently as to not cause pain. Then a soft kiss was placed to his forehead, hands holding either side of his face. As the warmth of the kiss pulled away he let his eyes flutter open delicately. He was met with familiar [eye color] as he stared up at his partner with nothing but adoration and love. It was rare to see him this peaceful, this vulnerable,

“you need anything.?” your voice rang through the calm, tranquil atmosphere, breaking the silence. He hummed in thought, eyes falling closed again wrapped up in the way your hands felt on his cheeks as your thumbs glided gently across his skin. He would never admit he lived for moments like these, it made all the hard work he did feel worth it, he had someone special he needed to provide for. You let the silence hang in the air another moment before speaking up again. “I have dinner in the kitchen, why don't you take a break for a little while and if you like we could go for a walk after we are done.”

He opened his eyes again with a smile, “that sounds lovely mi alma.” There is love laced in his words as he spoke to you. Even if a plan was agreed upon neither of you made an effort to move, looking deep into each other's eyes like there was nothing outside this bubble of quietude you both created in this moment. Then without missing a beat he reached a hand up placing it behind your neck and pulled you down softly into a soul binding kiss. Pulling away he looked into your eyes a second or two longer almost entranced before finally pushing back his chair coolly. Predicting his movements you stepped back to give him room heading towards the door and stopping to look back at him. Now up he walks over to you with easy bliss. As he approaches you extend a hand to him and he slips his hand into yours intertwining your fingers loosely into one anothers heading out of the room. Work wouldn't need to be as disheartening if you were there to remind him to care for himself.

Hello, Fafi here! Hope you enjoyed the lil fanfic, been a long time since posting but happy to be back after the long holidays with some content! (insert Bo Burnham's song; Content LMFAO)Apologies for any errors as well, that's all for now see yall next time!

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[ozzies-420-world]

Hhheelllloooo friends!! I'm opening up my requests, I finally got a bluetooth keyboard since I can't afford an actual laptop😭😭.

What I will not write.

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• Incest

• R@pe

• NSFW(for now)

• Drug abuse(hardcore drugs)

• X female reader/ she/her pronouns, as a trans man I'm uncomfortable with writing for female readers, but I can make y/n hyper feminine with they/them pronouns ( please don't be pushy about this)

• Any kind of abuse

Fandoms I will write for.

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• My Hero Academia

• Haikyuu

• Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012/2018/ Bayverse

• Voltron

• Creepypasta (specific characters)

• BNA

• Blooming Panic

• Error 143

• Dream Daddy(haha daddy issues go bbrr)

•Hazbin Hotel

•Helluva Boss

#tmnt x gn reader #rottmnt x male reader #mha x male reader #2012 tmnt x reader #rottmnt x reader #mha x reader fluff #bnha x male reader #voltron #creepypasta #haikyu x reader #voltron x reader #creepypasta x reader #blooming panic x reader #micah yujin #dream daddy x reader #dream daddy #blooming panic #error 143 #helluva boss x reader #hazbin hotel x reader

[typhmoons]

The Grandest of Prizes

For the 2k celebration of the Blooming Panic discord server! Had a lot of fun with this!!

Word count: 1711

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“Hey… look at me.”

The convention hall was enormous. Students, professors, parents, friends, and general audience members all walked around the ballroom, giving life to the formerly dead space. Chatter and laughter could be heard throughout, as the patrons took a break from the prior event that took place. The corner of the room however, was much quieter. This was where you and Nightowl currently stood, distancing yourselves from the ever-persistent noise. 

His hands gently cupped your face, thumb wiping away your stray tears as he bent down so your eyes were on the same level. “Breathe. Deep breaths for me, kay?” 

You couldn’t stop your hands from shaking. This was it. The final round of the city’s annual mathletes competition. You and Nightowl had signed up to compete as a pair. Night after night he invited you over for study sessions, keeping you up as late as he possibly could. You two would quiz each other on the difficult problems you had struggled with the night before. This wasn’t Nightowl’s first rodeo of course. He’d been to every one of the competitions since his freshman year. Now a senior, this would be his last chance to finally win it. 

“Owl, I-I don’t know if I can do this.” Your breath hitched; you could hardly look him in the eye. The itch to shake crawled up from your hands, snaking up to your arms and shoulders. During the first part of the competition, you had missed several easy questions due to nerves. You hadn’t done anything like this before, so caving under the pressure was bound to happen. You had secretly hoped it wouldn’t. Because of your errors, you and Nightowl presently sat in fourth place. The latter half of the competition was scheduled to continue after an hour lunch break, which gave the two of you about fifteen minutes left.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’ll bounce right back up there. I guarantee it.” Nightowl could feel your fragile form tremble and his heart caved. Fear had you paralyzed in this state. 

“It’s all my-”

“Don’t you dare blame this on yourself.” 

Your eyes widened, not expecting the sudden counter. Leaning in, he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against yours. For a moment, your vibrations ceased. “This is not your fault. You did your best, and that’s all I care about. I am so freaking proud of you.” 

“But… this will be your last chance at trying to win the competition. I want you to accomplish your goal.” You stifled your cries, lingering in the warmth that came from his skin. 

Standing up, his hands settled on your shoulders as he laughed. “You think I care about some stupid trophy and bragging rights? Hell no. Sure winning is nice, but it’s not the reason I’m here.” 

You cocked your head. “What? I thought that’s why you signed up. So you could prove to Onion that-”

“I don’t need to prove anything to him. He knows I’m intelligent. But that’s besides the point. If I had wanted to win, I would’ve picked the valedictorian of our class to compete alongside me. But I didn’t. Do you know why?”

The corners of your lips tugged upward as you thought of a snarky comeback. “Because she turned you down when you asked her out freshman year?”

“Who told you that!?”

Your hand slapped over your mouth, holding back the howling laughter that yearned to escape. Nightowl was relieved to see you relax a little, and shook his head. 

“I chose you because I wanted to do this with you.The person I care for and love the most in the entire world. The person who never fails to make me laugh, is always there for me, stays up all night to help me study for exams…the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

Slowly, your breathing became calm and you followed along with him as he guided you through more deep breaths. However you couldn’t stop your heart from racing at his words. You offered your hands to him, which he happily took, tracing the fine lines of your knuckles. You two stayed like that for a while, occasional reassuring hand squeezes reminding you both just how much you meant to one another.

Nightowl then exhaled through his nose, a sudden thought invading his mind.

“What’s so funny?” you inquired.

“Hm? Oh, I was just thinking. Remember that time we had a meetup with everyone from the server a couple months back?”

Right away you recalled the exact day he was talking about. “You mean the day Xyx signed us all up for a spin class and didn’t tell us? Of course I do! We were all so exhausted after it. Poor Two, they could hardly stay awake after all that exercise. You and Onion had a competition to see who could pedal the fastest. Quest and Toasty secretly devised a plan to get back at Xyx for trolling us all. Lady and June seemed to enjoy it though, and I did too. And then afterwards Salo treated us all to ice cream. That was so sweet!”

Nightowl slid his hands so his fingers were now interlocked with your own. “Yep. It sure was. But do you remember what happened while we were eating our ice cream? That call I got from my mom that totally bummed me out? What did you say back then to cheer me up?” 

Another reassuring squeeze, followed by your words. “Keep that head up. Cause you can do this.”

“That’s right. Now I’m gonna play an uno reverse on those words and say them back to you. Keep that pretty little head up. Because you CAN do this.” He pulled you in for a hug as you felt the final waves of sadness flee from your body. Although Nightowl could be such a big tease at times, he was always there to pick you back up when you stumbled. He’d give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. Yes, even the pink one with the little blue balloon on it. 

Meeting you had changed his entire world. Before meeting you, his heart had been through so much. Too much. It had been beaten, broken, ridiculed. He often wondered how it hadn't completely given out on him yet. It was scary when you held it in your palm for the first time. Now it craves your touch more than anything else. For the first time in years, he looked forward to each new day, because it was another day he could spend with you. 

 An announcement over the intercom warned everyone that there were only five minutes left until the second half of the competition, and that all competitors should take their seats. 

You pulled away from Owl, smiling. “Thank you. I really needed that.” He kissed the back of your hand and led you back towards the center of the room. 

“Let’s go crush this cutie. It’s the pairs test, which means we can work together unlike in the first half. We’ll show 'em all that we aren’t a duo to be messed with.”

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“And now, we would like to announce the results.”

The entire ballroom fell silent, anticipation and anxiousness hanging in the air like a thick smog. You and Nightowl were hooked arm in arm as you tapped your foot nervously. It all came down to this moment. 

First came third place, followed by second. “And in first place…”

Neither of you could believe your ears as your names were read aloud, followed by thunderous applause. You two had done it. The mountain that had towered before you, made you feel so small and helpless, that had almost convinced you to give up, had officially been conquered. Barely able to contain his joy, Nightowl bolted up to the front; you matched his pace every step of the way.

The officials placed two medals around your necks, and handed you a small brown box. “Instead of trophies this year, our team has decided to hand out a new prize.” The blonde squeezed in beside you, his hands greedily trying to pry open the compartment. “Let me see, let me see!”

With a slow creak the box opened, a small golden object with three circles sat on a white satin pillow. You and Nightowl locked eyes, both in total shock, and yelled the exact same thing at the exact same time.

“A FIDGET SPINNER!? SERIOUSLY?” 

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“Here, let me see it.”

“But I’m not done playing with it yet.”

“We won it as a team Owl, that means we both have to share it.”

“Awwww.”

It had been a couple of weeks since the competition, and Nightowl refused to let the fidget spinner out of his sight. He created a special place on his nightstand for it. For the past half hour, he had tried to balance the toy on his nose and spin it. And every time thus far resulted in failure to do so.  The look of concentration on his face was adorable though. His tongue, ever so slightly stuck out of his lips, showing he was using every brain cell he had to achieve his goal. Giving up on his nose he sat up in his bed, balancing it on his pointer finger and giving it a few spins. 

“Pretty cool right?” He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at you playfully as it spun round and round on his fingertip. It fell off seconds later, and you snickered. 

“You’re so cool my love.”

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try it.” 

“Gladly, if you’ll hand it over” Folding your arms across your chest, he realized you had him cornered. He refused. “Nope, no way.” You rolled your eyes, scooting over to him and leaning your chin on his shoulder. 

“Fine. I’m just happy to see you happy with it. It reminds me of how much you did for me that day.”

Words couldn't even come close to describe how much you loved him. He shifted to face you, placing the spinner on the bed. “Don’t give me all the credit. We did it. Together.”

“Yes…” you hummed happily, leaning into his embrace. “Together, just as it should be.”

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[ilycove]

Quest mindlessly hums as he's supposed to be teaching you how to play guitar. He has you placed in between his legs, snuggled up nicely to his chest. You can feel his thighs rubbing against your hips, and you almost think you're dreaming.

His guitar strap is wrapped around your neck and his arms are over yours, mocking the movements yours are making. You can see his hands so clearly, so vividly. They're almost like a painting, his tattoo, bones, and veins sticking out perfectly, like a picture perfect memory.

He keeps whispering in your ear. Try this cord. You're doing so well. Now, place your index finger on this one. A little flatter. Bend your fingers more. Stay focused, angel. But how can you focus?

How can you focus when you can feel his lips against your ear? How can you focus when you can still feel his piercing gaze, burning through your skin? How can you focus when his chuckle is so light and airy, like something you would hear in your darkest fantasies? How can you focus when his body around you tightens, and brings you closer?

How can you focus with him around?

You feel the vibrations from his chest against his back, and you’re trying so desperately to block out all noise other than his instructions. You're trying not to listen to his husky whispers and his chuckles that make your heart flutter.

Quest’s rough pads of his thumb and index finger find their way to your chin, eyes looking down upon you with mischievous and teasing eyes. “My, we’re getting quite distracted there, aren't we?”

“Not- not at all, Quest. I’m focused. just like you asked me to.” You cleared your throat and forced your hesitant fingers to focus back on the cords you were playing, remembering his previous instructions.

“So obedient,” He chuckles once more, a deep noise resounding from the depths of his chest, eyes swirling with danger and scrunched up like he’s having the time of his life. 

(He probably is.)

“You seem rather nervous though.” His grip on you tightens and faux sympathy on his face completely disappeared, replaced with a cruel smirk. His thumb rubs on the corner of your bottom lip and he leans in closer, teasing you. "Do I make you nervous, angel?”

Your breath stopped completely, and your heart was beating so loudly you were sure he could hear you. Your eyes tore away from his sight and paid close attention to his lips, slightly dry and still pulled into a grin that only the devil would wear.

“You’re awfully desperate today, aren’t you?” His warm breath fans over your lips, spearmint and strawberries being your only source of air at the moment. He outright laughs at the way you shrink away from him and bite your cheek in embarrassment. 

His hand lets go of you chin, wrapping around the back of your head and pulling you closer. “That’s alright, though. You look absolutely stunning like this, wrapped around my finger.”

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[soulmatelessthoughts]

Person B won't let Person A get out of bed by cuddling them.

"No" xyx says as he clutches mc's clothes tightly

"Xyx i have to go to work please let go" mc says as he tries to push themselves off their shared bed, xyx only shakes his head as he burries his head deeper into mc's back

"Xyx" mc whines and soon cat now joined both of you on the bed

"No" he just says tiredly but that doesnt fool mc considering how tightly xyx is holding them and not letting them go to their work

Read next part if u want angst if u dont just skip it and go to fluff

The beeping of his alarm woke him up he looks in his bed to see noone no mc no cat

He just stares at his ceillibg wondering what he couldve and would do to have them both with him now

But the harsh reality that he is now alone and by the looks of it that wwould be the case for a long time

He clutches his pillow tighly imagining, wishing for it to be mc

Angst done ne ways this is fluff ver

"Your boss sucks, just let me be your sugar daddy" xyx says with a very tired voice which makes mc think hes still very much in dream land, what he says makes mc laugh

"Xyx are you rlly awake?" Mc asks as he nudges xyx

"Hngg" xyx just replies with a groan which makes mc laugh and just not resist xyx cuddles anymore 'i mean he isnt wrong my boss does suck who says i cant be a few hours late'

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[sleepythemvp]

<yea shit um- I haven't done with the request yet because..midterms, school and stuff just going around me atm- so this is a coupleshetpost that you can imagine yourself with husbando/waifu/crush/bf/gf that you love or inlove for! Have a nice day:)

It's 11:30.p.m, You couldn't sleep because you have a midterm tomorrow and you know that you need to stay up to study. Then, the person knock at your room door so you decided to went to the door and open it "Darling? why are you still up? It's late now you know" you still let the person get in my bedroom while they tell you about the reason that makes them can't sleep. "Do you wanna use my lap as your pillow? I can sing for you too if that makes you fall asleep." They agree with the ideas and you turn off the lamb on your table, get in bed with them and place their head on your lap, they started to close their eyes and try to get some sleep. As for you…you ruff their hair gently and sing some random song with a soft tone in my voice, setting them to sleep. After half of the playlist, they fell asleep, . You placed their head down on the nearest pillows, kiss their forehead, pull a blanket on top of them for keeping them away from the cold. You steal a kiss from them and lay down right beside them since you can just cheat on the test, to be honest- ehem… they turn their sleep position to face you while they are still asleep, so you hug them and fall asleep as well. -Have a nice week:D

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[qsphyxias]

the nicest prostitute in the world

if you fetishize mlm/nblm relationships, get the fuck out of here!

synopsis ; s/o comes back from work and quest missed him

warnings ; m! reader (he/him), semi nudity (nothing sexual), mentions of prostitution?? in a jokey way, no one is actually a prostitute*

note ; i am... so bad... at ending... oneshots bro..

words ; 0.8k+

⊱ ───── {⋅ꜱᴛᴀʏ - ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴍᴀʟᴏɴᴇ⋅} ───── ⊰

you sighed, clearing your throat as you took off your shoes on the fuzzy mat in front of the door you just came in from. As soon as you set your bag on the coat hanger, you were immediately greeted with a warm set of arms, and a soft chest. "oh- ... hi quest." you chuckled defeated.

his muscles seemed to relax around you when he heard your meek voice, as if he wasn't sure you actually existed until your voice handed him the proof. you could hear him murmur something underneath his breath as he dug his face into your neck, his arms dropping from your shoulders to your hips, then to your hands.

he exhaled before lifting his head up to look at you, albeit pitifully. as if he was a puppy who shit on the bed by accident, and you found out. "…sorry. how was your day?"

his voice was so extremely careful, that's one of the first things you noticed about him when you first voice-called with him. it was so delicate, and closely comparable to the sound it makes when tape peels off your phone screen, as if his voice had the power to break glass. it was always so satisfying, and so careful. for someone as intimidating as him, his voice never seemed to match his reputation to passerby.

"a 'sorry'? for that? after that hug, i think you deserve to have loose 20 dollar bills thrown at you from me!" quest shook his head disapprovingly, "s/o." he said in a comedically disappointed sitcom-esque tone, hands rested on his hips only amplifying the moment.

"you're right, i'm not a prostitute," you dropped your smile as his eyes grew in shock, "or maybe i'm the most convincing one," you laughed tauntingly, stepping away from him to make your way to the bedroom.

as you stripped your pants off, you began to work on your tie in front of the mirror, only to be met with quest's huge chest in your face, and his hands on your shoulders. "let me help you." you sent him a look, to which he sent back a cheeky one, "what? i have to make sure my handsome prostitute is comfortable before sleeping on his bed that we'll share for many more years to come." you unintentionally jerked your head up from glee, only to follow with embarrassment from how happy you acted when he implied that he saw a future with you.

quest seemed to instantly take notice as he stopped to ask you, "what's wrong, angel?"

you shook your head, lips sealed shut as he managed to get to each button, taking off your shirt completely and leaving you in boxers. despite feeling vulnerable to your feelings before, to worsen things, you were vulnerable in two ways now.

"i- i was just… happy from what you said earlier. is all." quest's eyes widened as yours darted all over the room for your pyjamas. "about me calling you a… prostitute? is that your… um… kin-" he hesitated, and you took the opportunity to stop him from saying anything more.

"no! no—what?—no, of course not! i was talking about you implying that you see a... that you see a future. with me. with us." your sentence started out fast, then slowed down, then muffled up as you threw your nightshirt over your head.

"a- are you kidding? of course i see a future with you! i- i'm happy to hear that you're happy to hear from what i said about being happy with you- i mean... ha." quest blurted out with no sense of sentence structure. it was cute how he was still as awkward as he was the first time he was on VC with you.

you took both of his hands, letting your face cool down from a vermilion red to a soft pink as you flashed him a soft smile. quest could only sigh with closed eyes, defeated in return. you spoke, "here i was all embarrassed, and you couldn't even let me suffer that by myself." deep laughter filled the warm air as you both prepared for bed, with quest taking his position right behind you as he always did.

"before you say that was cringy," he started, "to be fair, you were gone for some time and..." then he stopped.

"i missed you." you could feel his arms wrap around you, along with the feeling of his breathing against your shoulder. turning around, you slipped your hands up from the lock of his hug, resting your hands on each side of his face.

he leaned in, only to frown at the short-lived moment as you pulled away, his glasses in your possession before setting them down on your shared nightstand. before you could even think of returning to coax your pouty boyfriend, quest had already reached out to grab your hands first, bringing them back to his scarred cheek bones.

"aren't you going to say i missed you too?" quest looked up at you, with blue eyes no longer shielded by his glasses—which meant you could see every sentiment hiding underneath.

"i missed you too."

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[vividc4ndy]

Some nightowl comfort

Really old draft that I never bothered to work more on. Reader is basically panicking at night and gets comforted.

No warnings needed here, just fluff!

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It was late at night and you were sitting up in your shared bed, shaking and holding yourself, unsure if you should wake up your lover next to you. It was an especially hard night, the thoughts were too much and the never-ending pain in your heart certainly didn't help. After a lot of moving around, trying to find a way to comfort yourself, Nightowl stirred awake, looking for you only to find you in your disheveled state.

Nightowl immediately sat up and reached out to hold you but hesitated, instead grabbing your hand. "Hey, hey, cutie, what's wrong?" His voice was laced with concern and fear, his eyes constantly moving over your figure looking for anything that could be causing your pain. You shook your head and threw yourself onto him, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing tight, acting as if he'd disappear at a moments notice.

Nightowl didn't hesitate to hug you back, pulling you even closer and kissing the crown of your head, one of his hands cradling your head while the other rubbed your back comfortingly. He didn't hush your cries or press you to tell him what's wrong, no matter how much he wanted to know. He let you cry it out against him.

You sobbed nonstop and buried your face in the crook of his neck. Not even a whisper of what was hurting you left your mouth as you bit your bottom lip, hoping it'd make your cries quieter. Nightowl continued to hold you, whispering sweet reassurances of "It's alright, I'm here," and "I've got you."

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[missrosiesworld]

Blushing with Love

Nightowl's teasing had always made Elena feel flustered, but in a good way. It was one of the things she loved about him - his ability to make her laugh and feel special, even when he was just being playful.

But tonight, as they lay in bed together, his teasing seemed to have an extra effect on her. Maybe it was the intimacy of the moment, or the fact that they were finally together in person after months of talking online. Whatever the reason, Elena found herself feeling more self-conscious and flustered than usual.

"Hey, what are you blushing about?" Nightowl asked, his voice low and teasing. He had a way of looking at her that made her feel like he could see straight into her soul, and it made her feel exposed and vulnerable in the best way possible.

Elena tried to play it cool, but she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks. "I-I'm not blushing," she stammered, looking down to avoid his gaze.

Nightowl chuckled and leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from hers. "Come on, you can't hide it from me," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. "I can tell when you're flustered."

Elena sighed and gave in, unable to resist the warmth and kindness in his eyes. "It's just that, well, you always know how to make me blush," she admitted, feeling her face grow even warmer.

Nightowl grinned and brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, his touch gentle and loving. "That's because I think you're adorable when you're flustered," he said, leaning in to kiss her lightly on the lips.

Elena's face turned an even deeper shade of red, but she couldn't help but smile. "I guess I'll just have to get used to it, then," she said, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her.

"Or you could just let me keep making you blush," Nightowl said, winking playfully.

Elena laughed and rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but feel happy and loved. She knew that no matter what teasing came her way, Nightowl would always be there to make her feel special and loved. And in that moment, snuggled up in bed with the man she loved, she couldn't think of a better place to be.

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[vipersiia]

sunny days | xyx/gn!reader

Falling in love with Xyx was fast, a quick ascent and even faster drop. Days like these, where you can admire him for long periods of time are few and far inbetween, but time seems to trickle to a stop, to let you indulge in his presence a little during times like these.

The sun is high in the sky, shining directly on him like a spotlight. Illuminating his every feature for your eyes, as if the galaxy itself sees his beauty, and cannot help but focus on it as well. His tanned hand interlocked with yours, eyes occasionally shifting over to you, little smile never leaving his lips.

“Have I ever mentioned how beautiful you are?” you begin, “If I haven’t it would be a shame, for your beauty transcends even farther than the mortal eye can view.”

You can see his reaction before he even says anything, how he straightens up, gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.

“What?”

He knows he took too long to respond, and he knows you know, if the way he’s avoiding looking at you says anything.

You push on regardless, “With the sun shining on you, you look profoundly beautiful right now.”

A smile plays on your lips, as you see his ears flush.

“Doll you cannot be doing this right now. Do you know what you do to me? Ohh, you are playing  a dangerous game.”

“Is it so wrong? For me to want to compliment the love of my life?”

When he gets a chance to look at you, he wonders what he’s done in his past life to be so blessed. The way you look at him is nothing short of unadulterated adoration, like he’s the only man in the world. It can’t possibly be good for his heart, just how much you love him. How you make his heart constrict, how you make him tear up with words alone.

Time with you is sacred, and leaving your arms has become a monumental task as of late. It’s worth it, if he could come back to you forever, assured of your presence in his life through the little things.

“You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love...I love you.” he begins, thinking of the novel, and how you can never get enough of it.

“I never wish to be parted from you from this day on, “ you finish, a smile playing on your lips, words whispered into the air. Words that sound so loud, that they ring in his ear long after you finish.

He doesn’t think he can get enough of you, your touch, your words, your love. From where your hands interlock, he spares a moment to lean over and press a gentle kiss to the back of your hand, eyes lingering on yours for a touch afterwards.

He knows he can’t get enough of you. Since the day you saw his face, a vulnerable moment in time. From that fateful meeting onward, he could not imagine a life without you by his side.

Sometimes, he wonders what you’re thinking when you look at him like that. Like he’s your entire universe, like he hung the moon and the stars in your name. 

You’re like a drug, and goddammit if he isn’t addicted. Maybe it’s bad, maybe he has become codependent. But if you asked him? He wouldn’t have it any other way.

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