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moonlightlullaby · 3 years

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no celebrations?

summary: Corpse and reader celebrate his birthday in the most chill way. Based on this lovely request (ty again for sending it!)

pairing: corpse husband x gn! reader

category: fluff

warnings: food ingestion; alcohol ingestion; loads of physical touch (let me know if I forgot to mention anything)

A/N: Hello (: This is such a lovely concept, I just couldn’t wait to get started hehe Also, I got a bit carried away and just went with it, so I’m really sorry if that’s not what you’d pictured. I do hope you enjoy it tho <3 Take care!

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Walking into our shared bedroom, I catch the sight of Corpse exiting the bathroom. As our eyes lock, my lips curl up tiredly and a long sigh I didn’t even know I’ve been holding finally frees itself. He sits on the edge of our bed and extends his hand to me. When I take it, he pulls me so I stand in the space between his legs.

“How was the day?” he asks with both of his hands on my waist.

I hum, quirking a brow and tilting my head a bit “At least tomorrow - you know, the most unspecial, completely ordinary day of the year -” this earns a giggle from my boyfriend “is Sunday and I can just ignore all of that” I wave my hand in the direction of the adjacent room, where my laptop - filled with texts, assignments, spreadsheets and appointed Zoom calls - is.

At my words, Corpse wraps his arms around my figure, pulls my body even closer to him and plants a kiss on my stomach through my shirt. My hands, in turn, caress his upper back and soft hair.

Coming in contact with the string of his eyepatch in the process, I lean back slightly, which causes him to shoot up at me with a small frown and pouty lips. He sits still, though, as I carefully remove his eyepatch, and, while his eyes are still closed, I give each of his lids a peck. He smiles and tilts his head up to meet my lips in a long, tender and effortless kiss. Oh finally.

The idea of quarantining together was welcomed as a blessing by both of us. It meant more time spent together after all. However, with my school and work demands and Corpse’s irregular schedule, we still barely see each other throughout the day in spite of being a few feet apart from one another. And when bedtime rolls in, we’re both so exhausted all we can do is mumble words that could be counted in the fingers of one hand before drifting off. This, of course, when my boyfriend doesn’t stay up until dawn working. Don’t get me wrong, I’m his number 1 fan and admire his passion and all the hard work he puts in everything he sets his mind to, but I’m also not going to lie and say I don’t miss his warmth at night. Hence I want to devote this Sunday to him.

After a while, I break the silence “I’ll be right back.”

I let go of his hold and take my turn to use the bathroom. After doing my night routine, brushing my teeth and getting into my cozy pajamas, I walk back in the dark room and lie down, settling myself back in Corpse’s hug like two puzzle pieces matching together.

~~~~~

The excitement for a new day - not any day, no, but August 8th - washes over me as soon as I open my eyes and get a glimpse of the sleepy boy next to me.

A couple of minutes go by as I contemplate on getting up, torn between prolonging our cuddling for some more and doing something to show Corpse my appreciation for him. The latter wins and I, cautious not to wake him up, slowly unwrap my arms from him and step out of the bed. Drawing the curtains to make sure the summer daylight doesn’t disturb his peaceful state of mind, I make my way out of the room and to the kitchen.

Wondering what to make for breakfast, I take a good look around until my eyes catch the plethora of fruits we’ve bought a few days ago. Fruit salad it is.

Corpse has, for as long as we’ve known each other, made it very clear he isn’t too fond of his anniversary and similar celebrations - and, even if he hadn’t explained it to me, it’s rather evident how uncomfortable they make him. This year, his friends’ and especially his fans’ hype for the date - although unintentionally - has added an extra layer of unease to it all, to which I don’t intend to contribute.

Even though I don’t want to make matters worse and would never overstep his boundaries like this (because, thankfully, I’m not Betty Cooper and he isn’t Jughead Jones), I still want to celebrate Corpse. I want to celebrate his birth and his existence, which I’m immensely grateful for. He’s both the best friend I can confide in blindly and the lover I want to share my lifetime with. He sticks to his truth and dreams higher than I could ever imagine. He turns the darkness in the world and in his mind into light with his words and with his laugh. Having him in my life is one of the best things to ever happen to me and seeing him fly makes me more proud than I can put into words.

There’s a lot to toast to, so the solution is a celebration that is so smooth and so chill - the smoothest and most chill possible - that it doesn’t even feel like one. Just log off and enjoy a laid back day together.

As I chop a kiwi and make a mental list of fun and uncomplicated things we can do that don’t require much time and many skills, in walks Corpse, in an old white tee which is one too many sizes bigger than him and in his black sweatpants. He rubs his eyes and lets a raspy “good morning”.

“Mornin- wow! They really weren’t lying when they said when you hit 24, hotness knocks at your door”

He chuckles and shakes his head “No one’s said that”

“Well, then consider yourself the muse of a new proverb, baby”

He scrunches up his nose in response before grabbing the cup of orange juice I’d placed on the counter and taking a gulp.

“Thank you” he turns my face and gives me an orange-flavoured kiss, neither of us having ever really cared about morning breath.

“For calling you hot? Oh save it to when I’m done with the list of cheesy compliments I have for you” I take a grape and before I can get it in my mouth, he steals it, with wrinkles on the corner of his eyes.

“Then we’d be here for eternity!” he’s not wrong.

Corpse helps me put the fresh fruits in bowls and, with them and our juice cup in hand, we head to the balcony. Sitting next to each other, we calmly eat, take in the light blue sky and the cars and passersby changing the scenery ahead of us. Conversation flows naturally.

As we empty our bowls - after stealing many bits from each other -, I twist in my seat and face him “Hey, Corpse, do you see this?” I point to the very prominent and familiar dark circles under my eyes. “Wanna help me get rid of them?” I ask, knowing damn well it’d take a lifetime for them to actually go away and not giving up regardless.

~~~~~

The bathroom is filled with chatter and laughter and the sink, with hair clips, scrunchies, a sharpie, bowls, hair products and a towel. Corpse hisses as our cool homemade face mask comes in contact with his skin. His curly hair is pushed back and held by a blue hairband and I apply the mask to his face, making sure not to leave any spots uncovered. Well, that’s what I’m trying to do, which becomes an unnecessarily challenging task when my lovely partner can’t be still for more than two seconds.

He kept switching between dancing to Soulmate, by Mac Miller, and mouthing its lyrics. Now that I got him - after a small threat that I wouldn’t hesitate putting this weird mix we made in his pretty mouth - to keep his lips together, the (adorable, admittedly) swaying, however, continues. He stops momentarily, only to shuffle things around right after.

Something cold touches my skin, making it my turn to let out a hiss this time. The sound is accompanied by a small jump, caused by the surprise. Corpse chuckles and, when I glance at the spot on my arm the cold thing came in contact with, I realize it’s just the sharpie. All he does is give me a mischievous smile.

While I keep massaging his face and covering it with the mask, Corpse litters my body with his drawings. Smiley faces, lightning bolts, hearts, clouds... his repertoire is vast and any exposed skin he can find becomes his canvas. Each line causing me to giggle and shudder a little. With him focused on his creations, it’s 10 times easier for me to complete my task.

“Alright, my turn” he states, smiling, and I’m quick to grab the sharpie.

As he adjusts a matching hairband on my head, I put a dainty heart on his neck. And, as he takes the bowl in his hands, I swiftly plant a kiss on top of the drawing. At this, he sighs in content and my chest gets warmer.

I soon understand how hard it was for him to stay still as Stay comes on and all I want to do is have a little karaoke session and dance. Corpse entertains himself with my struggle and, because it’s his birthday, I’ll let it slide. So, to make the whole process easier, instead of focusing on the song, I focus on the gorgeous face in front of me. A beautiful face to a beautiful soul.

One of the various perks of sharing an apartment with Corpse is I get to see this face in all ways: sleepy, completely clean - no makeup, no mask -, all wrinkled in the morning, red when he’s embarrassed or when he laughs too hard… His laughter. Its sound pulls me from my trance “You’re staring, y/n”

“Well, at least I wasn’t moving around, Corpse” I reply with squinted eyes and nudge his side playfully.

We begin collecting the things scattered across the sink and storing them in the cabinet, and the song comes to an end, giving way to Dang!

“How long do we keep these on?”

I hum at the question and check the playlist on shuffle on my phone “How does 5 minutes and 2 seconds sound?”

Facing him, his grin mirrors mine and he spins me around. We laugh and allow ourselves to be as goofy as possible, jamming and moving our limbs around with a green paste on our faces.

~~~~~

After washing off the masks in the shower and painting our nails - so we’re both rocking the black nail polish look -, we’ve set our minds to - finally - finish the puzzle we started two months ago. It’s a 90’s anime setting inspired composition and we’d gotten about 40% of it done before our schedules got more hectic and the game, well, pushed aside. For weeks, the pieces sat on the ground of our living room and silently judged us every time either of us stepped to the side, as we crossed the room, in order not to crush them.

Sitting around the puzzle with comfy clothes, we team up against it and indulge in the wine Corpse’s got us and the hawaiian pizza I’ve ordered.

As the picture comes more and more to life, moments of comfortable silence and of chattery - when we talk about anything from our shopping list and gossip about our neighbours’ lives to parallel universes and the matrix - follow one another. A different playlist on shuffle is our background noise.

Time flies and the sun’s already hidden when it clicks to us that there are only 5 pieces left. Each piece is fitted in the whole with a giddier feeling than the previous. Corpse picks the last one - deep blue with purple and black specks - and turns to me with an excited smile and an eager gaze that I’m sure are mirrored on my face. I nod encouragingly. He places it in the puzzle and celebratory sounds fill the room.

Corpse stretches his arms and pulls me in a hug, but, since we’re both kneeling and because of the distance between us, we end up falling and lying on the ground in rather uncomfortable positions.

“Come on, puzzle, that was easy breezy! Gotta step up your game if you really wanna challenge this duo right here!”

“Oh for sure!” Corpse squeaks as we laugh at our nonsensical brag.

After a moment while we catch our breath, he rubs my back and speaks, pulling my attention to him “Not that I’m not loving this position, but what if we watched some Drag Race?”

Is this man real? If I couldn’t feel his heart beating under me or his arms around my figure, I’d be sure he’s just a figment of my imagination. “But it’s your b- don’t you wanna choose something you like more? Li-”

“Nope,” he boops my nose “Drag Race, or maybe Love Island, would be great right now.” And people still dare say the perfect man doesn’t exist!

“You’re such a dream!” I give him a quick peck before continuing “Ok, so I put on the show and you get more wine…?” He hums in approval and stands up. Our eyes briefly jump from each other to the puzzle and back to each other, then we simply nod. A silent agreement to leave the puzzle here. We’re both too lazy to put all the pieces back in the box and too proud of our achievement to let it go just yet; besides, everything’s been sitting here for about two months, what are a few more hours?

He steps to the side, gets our glasses and makes his way to the kitchen. I lie on the couch and scan Netflix for Drag Race. Corpse comes back, placing the glasses next to the couch, and gently lies down on top of me. He nests his head on my chest and we both hum contently.

While RuPaul announces what the winner’s prize will be, I play with his hair, letting my fingers knead his curls. His right hand flies up to meet mine and I bring our intertwined hands to my lips, peppering his knuckles with kisses. The gesture is cut by a loud laugh that escapes my lips as miss Vanjie Mateo’s iconic moment replays on the screen.

“Hey,” Corpse’s voice makes me look right back at him “I love you. You know that, right?”

My heart melts at his words and at the way he’s looking at me right now. I nod with a smile.

“I love you too, birthday boy.”

#corpse husband imagine #corpse imagine #corpse x y/n

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haik-choo · 4 years

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request: hiya :)) if it’s not too much can i request some hcs of waking up next to the karasuno first years? thank youuuu 💞

a/n: this is literally such a cute concept <3<3<3 omF i think they’d all just be so grateful for having someone like you eojhgeoriughero,,,,also only yamaguchi and kageyama are aged up lololol hinata and tsukki are still high schoolers

@dearkozume because you wanted me to tag you in posts!!! <3

[WAKING UP NEXT TO THE KARASUNO FIRST YEARS]

-tsukishima, yamaguchi, kageyama, hinata

tsukishima kei.

most likely it’s a sleepover at your house, because he doesn’t want akiteru walking in and embarrassing him by bringing up how soft he’s being with you lololol

it’s 11am, and he hears birds chirping, and decided to open his eyes, expecting to see his shelf of dinosaur figurines like every morning. but instead, he sees you gently closed eyes and slightly open lips.

his eyes widen a little, before he reaches over to put on his glasses to get a better look at you, his movement stirring you awake. the first sight you see is tsukishima reaching over you, but instead you clamp onto his arm and tug him down so that he falls onto you with a small ‘oomf’

“i can’t see, you idiot”

“i didn’t ask if you could see baby <3 you blind mole rat <3″

you both just lay there, his body half on yours, half off. normally he’d get annoyed at someone clinging to him, but your gently smile and rosy cheeks just make his mouth close.

he can’t get over how lucky he is to have someone who can deal with his personality with just as much fervor. he sighs, readjusting his grip on you and snuggling his head into your neck, a rare action

“we can stay for a little longer. i guess” he says but really he was never going to get up to leave in the first place

and he gives you a little kiss on the side of your neck before falling back asleep and you both wake up at like 3pm <3 <3 fuck normal sleep schedules

yamaguchi tadashi.

wakes up thirty minutes before you do to get up and brush his teeth because he hates having bad breath lololol so he’s not looking at you the first time he gets out of bed,,,but when he gets back into bed he settles down and gets cozy to spend the next few minutes just, staring at you

likes watching you scrunch your nose in your sleep. if you have any freckles or moles or whatever homeboy WILL draw a constellation of them in his head. he just loves noticing small details about you because he’s so detail-oriented

you can feel his gaze penetrating your fucking soul so you wake up, and the first thing you see are his soft green brown eyes and the freckles that are dotted around them

“hmmm, tadashi, you’re so pretty” you’d say, and no matter how many times you say it when you wake up next to him he just COMBUSTS it’s so CUTE GO D

but the sleepiness makes him so much bolder and he just says whatever is on his mind “baby, you are so much prettier. like an angel” cue you giggling and turning to completely face him

and he’ll just lean in and kiss your forehead while his hand his like tucking hair behind your ear or some shit. and then he moves his hand down to yours and lace your fingies together <3YES SIRRRRR

“you smell like mint, baby, let me go brush my teeth and i’ll be back” “okay, be back soon <3″

and when you come back and snuggle with him in bed, the next hour is filled with aimless talking and scrolling on your phone and sometimes....other stuff ;)

kageyama tobio.

it depends on the day who wakes up before who. sometimes you’ll wake up before him because he has practice late or a really exhausting game, and other times when he’s not that tired when he goes to sleep he wakes up before you because he wants to workout or eat. but, most times you wake up before him

and today is one of those days. your eyes slowly pry open, the open curtains (tobio forgot to close them) made it painful, but you could bear it. especially when an extremely cute setter was laying next to you, stomach pressed on the bed with his arms under the pillow, his sleeping face positioned towards you

he always has an intense expression on his face, and when he’s sleeping it’s one of the only times you can see that tension and emotion dissipate into angelic beauty

every once in a while he’ll grunt and roll back his shoulders, and so you always ends up giving him a shoulder massage. you gently reposition him for his head to be in your lap, and you just softly press down on his shoulders and he ends up waking up.

he’s used to the sensation, so he just hums and enjoys your hands kneading his back. mornings are very quiet with him, neither of you feel obligated to say anything, so you don’t. he’ll sometimes detail what happened at practice the other day, but most times he just has his eyes partially opened, relaxed

kisses your legs very softly whenever he’s ready to get up, making you smile softly as you thread your fingers through his hair one last time

“thank you, my shoulders really hurt,,,,,,but,,,,,” “but what tobio” “i,,,,wanna eat” “*sigh*”

hinata shoyo.

yall always have sleepover’s at his place, and every once in a while natsu will join you, but this time she was spending the night at her friends house and his parents were out with their friends for an outing and you had him all to yourself <3

you definitely always wake up before him because boy is he a deep sleeper, and he doesn’t naturally get up until like. 12pm probably, every morning is a struggle for this poor baby

but this time, the sun has just risen, it’s probably only about seven am, but the light woke you up, and damn, you’re glad it did. the sunrise shining in from behind his orange mane makes it seem like he’s an actual angel

and his long eyelashes are so pretty, his mouth is open and probably has a little drool on the corner of it, there is no blanket or cover anywhere on him, and he’s sprawled like a starfish, one hand barely gripping onto your shirt

you can only stare at him for a few minutes before all of a sudden his eyes SNAP open and you nearly have a heart attack because he wakes up screaming “I’M GONNA BE LATE OH MY GOD DAICHI WILL HAVE MY HEAD” and it takes like a while minute for him to realize that you’re next to him and he’s not, in fact, late for anything

he breathes a sigh of relief and plops down next to you and kisses your cheek “sorry about that lol”

the next like. three hours are spent with you attacking his face with kisses, only taking breaks to scroll on your phones for a while

will literally be the big spoon and rest his chin on your shoulder and rub his head against your neck and watch videos with you <3

“i wanna wake up like this every morning” “screaming about a murderous daichi?” “....nevermind”

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hedgiestail · 4 years

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So... recently I read a lot of @swaps55 mShenko fics(most of them) and I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH(ma heart ma soul)! Aaaand they made me feel so inspired! Also, cause of her stories I fell in love with my Shep even more. To a point where I want to write happily ever after mShenko fics, buuuut.... Since English isn’t my first language I feel very uncomfortable with writing on it. In over hand my native language mass effect fan base is... well... dead. With that being said, I’m still very inspired and wanna create something. As a compromise I decided to draw more mass effect related stuff and write this little, em, things about my Shep.

So... here it is :””3

His name is John Shepard (wow! How original👁👄👁) and he is an engineer. Hardcore one. Really into all that tech stuff(he was all over the place when Tali join in). Once he secretly “improve” coffee machine on SSV “Tokyo”. It was nice and all, until it starts to bully lieutenants who wanted decaf. After that the machine mysteriously disappeared.John is a ruthless spacer. He lost his twin-sister Jane and father at Mindoir, there they went to see grandparents. That and Skillian Blitz will lead him into being so ruthless on Torfan.

Normandy’s SR-1 crew at first thought of him like as some kind of weirdo or, if they were brave enough, aggressive hamster. They respected him as commander, but don’t make any attempts in friendlier interaction. Until one morning after Noveria he came at breakfast, all sleepy and tired, take awful pink mug with sparky “lil princess” (Jane’s gift on their 15th birthday) on it and start scolding on the coffee machine. Something about “If you do it again I swear I’ll throw you in the airlock!”. Simple as that Butcher of Torfan, First human Spectre, dreadful commander Shepard became... John, regular human, who HATE jokes about his height and decaf. Since all of their childhood Jane was joking around his height(167 cm), because he was always tinier than her(174 m). So…yeah… No jokes about height, pals! It really not that big of a deal))))

One of John’s biggest secret from friends is… He took drama classes! As kids parents told them to choose extra classes. Since Jane was better at every physical related disciplines and him not wanting to always be “the one that a bit worse”, John decided to take tech and drama classes. From drama class he learned to earn control of his emotions, improved oratory skills and also learned to sing. He may not be the greatest dancer in the galaxy, but he not in the slightest a bad singer. He is quite good, though, he’ll never ever acknowledge it. Unless someone gets him too drunk to even think.

The one thing John never would have expected from himself is fell in love with his under subordinate. Especially with perfect to a T biotic lieutenant. And still here he is. Hopelessly in love. Horizon was tough. There, with painful clearness, John realize, he can’t bring Kaiden with him. They most likely won’t return from this mission. He just can’t let his Kaiden die in God knows there with Collectors as the cherry on top. So he let him go, praying from the bottom of his heart for his biotic. For him to be capable to forget and move forward. For him to find someone who will love him as strong as John do. For him to be happy. So, John says his goodbye and go away walking as firm and sturdy as good soldier should. Feeling as his soul fell apart with each step. But it doesn’t matter. He has mission to complete and that’s all that should matter, right? After all, he is Butcher of Torfan. He almost got alcohol poisoning that night.

John can’t be happier than the day they managed to overcome it. Just sitting together in his cabin, warm and cozy, was enough for John to be on cloud nine. Even if Kaiden complaining about his adorable coffee machine spitting coffee on people. Also, Kaiden unlock the secret power. Power that help him deal with Shepard whenever he especially stubborn not wanting to sleep or relax a bit. That power is… French. Kaiden only need to start whispering in John’s ear, and he is completely done, melting from the sound of it. Though, major use this only if there is no over option or in private of captain’s cabin.

So, that’s it for now :”3 I already feel quite intimidate by all this x”””) Used hair mod for ma Shep in me3 ❤️💙

#mass effect #broshep #MShenko #kaiden alenko #commander shepard #me1 #me2 #me3 #headcanon #custom shepard #john shepard #mass effect mods

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musicnoots · 5 years

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Hold Me Tighter

Babe Heffron/Reader

Requested by anon: “Hey! If your requests are still open, would it be ok to request some good ol babe fluff? I’m having the worst time at uni right now and could really use some babe cuteness to cheer up”

A/N: Major sleepy Babe fluff. Hope you feel better anon <3

Synopsis: A sleepless night in the Ardennes leaves Babe restless and curious when he asks you a tricky question.

Tags: @gottapenny @croatianbagudna @dustyjjumpwings @higgles123 @wexhappyxfew @curraheev @medievalfangirl @bandofmarvels @those-dusty-jump-wings @majwinters @junojelli

“Are you comin’ with me to Philly?”

His voice is breathy, raspy and tired. His hands shake under the cold January night sky, eyes looking out at the snow right in front of his foxhole as he pulls you closer to his side, thin army-issued blanket spread from shoulder to shoulder.

Babe is tired, restless, and almost at the brink of tears when it comes to sleeping. Usually, he’s out like a light once the sun sets and the sky turns into the dampest shade of a black, but tonight, he can’t find himself to take the angels’ hands into slumberland where the sky is pink and the ground is as fluffy as the clouds.

He asks you the question like it isn’t the pink elephant in the room, fifteen different tangents going off in his head as he stares at the pile of snow in front of the foxhole. You shoot him a quizzical look, hand gripping the edge of the worn out blanket spread across your laps. “What?”

“Like, after the war? I mean—damn, I shoulda phrased it differently,” he stutters and his cheek start to grow red under the darkened sky. “Are you comin’ with me? Am I comin’ with you? Where we goin’ after the war?”

“You’re asking me this now?”

“My Ma always said it’s better to be prepared than sorry,” he yawns for the first time in hours since the sun said goodbye to the stars. Babe has this fear of losing you—not to bullets and grenades, no. He’s afraid he’ll lose you because of something stupid he did, like not telling you how much he loves you or if you wanted to come back to Philly with him. “And I’m kinda in love with you, y’know? I don’t ask you to come and cuddle with me in the middle of fuckin’ nowhere for nothin’.”

A small part of your heart, that isn’t frozen from the cold, warms up a little bit and your stiff lips curl up into a smile. “I feel your love so hard right now, Babe. So romantic. I love you, too.”

“Yeah, yeah, but tell me—where we goin’?”

You shrug. “I don’t know, I was thinking about going back home and just relaxing for a bit. War’s a tiring workplace, bub.”

“Aw man, so no Philly?” Babe whines, and you giggle, not sure if it’s the real Babe or the sleep deprivation clouding his head. “I was really hopin’ for Philly, Y/N, not gonna lie.”

“Alright, then it’s settled. It was nice knowing you, Babe.”

“Wait, nuuuuhhh—” He turn towards you and rests his head on your shoulder. He was going to caress your cheek like the gentleman he is, but he’s way to comfortable in the position he’s in under the blanket—slight warm and cozy next to your presence. “Y/N, I love you. A lot. And I am the man of your dreams. You don’t wanna be with the wrong guy, ‘cause I’m the right one for you.”

His words are slurred and his eyelids are droopy, obviously way too sleepy at this time of the night, but he fights against it to stay awake, sniffling as he tries to find the right words. You hum, squeezing his hand under the blanket as he drifts in and out of consciousness. “Well, Edward Heffron, what makes you the right one for me?”

“Well,” he tried to sit up but fails and ends up slumped against your side like a fat fish on land, “number one, I’m cute, and you like cute guys.”

“I do?”

“Yeah, a...nd I am very talented and romantic. You remember that heart I drew in the mud a while ago? That’s my Da Vinci side.” He draws a heart in the air with his pointer finger, giggling at the memory of him presenting you his masterpiece. You weren’t in the best mood back then, a little bit pissed at everyone when he dragged you out just to show you a lop-sided heart drawn with a twig he found laying around. “What else am I good at...um, I make a mean banana and peanut butter sandwich. The recipe is from my Ma, but I always pass it off as my own—shhhhhh, don’t tell her. What else...oh! I can also fart on command. Wanna see?”

“No,” you chuckle and wrap your arm around his shoulders, fingers rubbing hexagons on his cheek gently and softly and he melts into your touch.

Babe can just sit here and fade into dreamland while you play with a strand of hair peeking out from his helmet—this is his favorite way to fall asleep. With you right by his side and him snuggling into you like a cat on a rainy day, knowing that he’ll be safe in your arms. He always thinks about this moment, not in a war setting, but in a domestic setting where he is fast asleep on the couch of your shared Philly home with hot chocolate on his upper lip as you keep him by your side. He thinks about it way too much than he likes to admit, but if it’s that life he wants, then he might as well just marry you right here, right now and put a ring made of leaves on your finger.

He hums at the feeling of your fingertips on the nape of his neck so comfortably, he feel like he’s home. “I think ‘bout this all the time.”

“Baby, I know you like it when I play with your hair.”

“Yeah, I do. Can you move your hand just a little further ba—yeah, that’s the spot,” he moans as you he tug the little tuft of hair on the back of his head, eyelids screwing shut as he feels lighter than the clouds. “But I always think ‘bout us just living together. A small little home just for the two of us, a garden in the front—it’s mine, by the way—and a cat. I want a cat, Y/N. I don’t want a car, I want a cat.”

“Mm, and what would you name this cat?”

Babe is silent for a moment, and you think he’s asleep until his lips twitch. “I wanna name ‘im Sergeant Purrkins. Get it? ‘Cause...Perkins…” he yawns.

“Maybe it’s time for you to go to sleep,” you say, reaching to pull the blanket up but he slaps your hand away.

“Nooooo, I’m not finished yet!” he whines. “I need to tell you about our lives back home! You got me sidetracked, Y/N! Now I can’t remember what else I was thinkin’ about!”

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry.” You kiss his cheek, and Babe instantly forgives you. He loves it when you kiss him, especially in front of the guys—it makes him feel special. “Go on.”

“Thank you, as I was sayin’—I’m gonna marry ya. Gonna marry ya in the world’s biggest wedding with ice cream instead of cake because I’m cool like that. I’m gonna be the best husband in the entire world because I make good food and I love everything about you. Boobs and ass mostly, but I enjoy your lovin’, too.” He yawns, way too tired at this point to even continue on because it’s way past his bedtime. “So whaddya say, Y/N? You comin’ with...me to…”

Babe doesn’t even finish the sentence before he’s silent again. Eyelids shut tight, and snores escaping his parted lips as he finally falls asleep in the early hours of the morning in your arms. He dreams of that life back home with you—the one where you live comfortably with a ring on your finger, drinking hot chocolate by the windowsill as it rains outside. Sergeant Purrkins walks on the dining table as Babe pulls you into his lap and smothers you in kisses, your hand running through his locks just the way he likes it, and he will never grow hungry, just satisfied knowing that you’re his in the moment and for the years to come.

“Yes, I’ll go back to Philly with you,” you say, and he’s already fast asleep when you say it. So when you call it a night and find yourself sleeping just minutes after, you dream of the same life with Babe in Philly.

#band of brothers fic #band of brothers imagines #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers fanfiction #band of brothers #easy company #hbo war #babe heffron #edward heffron #babe heffron x reader

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Dates at Home with Loona

Prompt: Can you drabbles about how Loona would dates at home with their girlfriend ?

A/N: I forgot how hard it is to come up with things for 12 members- but anyway I hope you all enjoy! Also this ended up being super long so I put it under a read more (for all that that does) - Admin Kiwi

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Haseul:

Haseul is kind of down for whatever you want

But she would enjoy dates at home

Especially if they involved cooking with you

Working hard to cook something delicious would be rewarding to her

And then getting to eat it with you over a candlelit dinner would make it even better

Especially if you were happy when you ate her food

The two of you would work together to wash the dishes and clean up

Although she would usually get distracted by the music she likes to play

Singing and dancing and splashing you until you laughed and joined in

Eventually, the night would draw to a close, usually quietly

Sometimes the two of you would watch a movie

But the two of you would usually do other things

She would like to play the guitar and sing to you

Because it made both of you feel at ease

And sometimes the two of you would chat over card games

Or a cup of tea while watching the stars

She’d like to tease you quietly, and you’d roll your eyes and tease her right back

She’d be the type to curl up into your side and rest her head on your shoulder

Content to spend the rest of the night in your arms, occasionally leaning up to kiss you

(And sometimes, she’d do just that)

Vivi:

Vivi is a very go-with-the-flow type of person

But she would really, really love to spend time with you at home

Especially once the two of you were dating for a while

She would like to cook with you

Although she would also love getting chicken delivered

She would chat quietly with you as the two of you ate

Telling you about her day and then listening to you with a smile as you talked about yours

She would also love, love, love to bake

Especially chocolate cakes or cakes of any kind

And usually the two of you would end up making and decorating a cake together to eat after dinner

A lot of times after dinner, the two of you would read together or do something separate in comfortable silence

Drinking tea and occasionally holding hands, just happy to be with each other

The two of you would usually then end the night by watching a movie

A huge movie buff, she would like to be able to talk to you about them afterwards

Excited to share her love of movies with you as the night drew to a close

She’d then kiss you goodbye with a gentle touch of her hand to your face

Saying “I love you” without actually saying it

Yves:

She would love hanging out with you at home

Quality time would mean a lot to her

Especially if it meant she got to try cooking some new, special, fancy recipe that her friends might not like

You’re a bit of a guinea pig for her recipes, but you get food out of it so it’s a win-win

She likes to drink wine or special drinks with you

And always lights candles on the table or puts flowers there

Because she’s a hopeless romantic at heart

(Even if she wont admit it)

A lot of times the two of you will drink after dinner and chat for a while

Sometimes out on balcony, or on the couch, or in the bedroom

Probably likes to get a little tipsy or drunk with you on some nights

Because she’s an adult and thinks it makes playing board games or watching bad movies a lot more fun

She definitely gets clingy to you as the night draws on

Kissing and cuddling up to you and even acting cute

(Again, she’d deny it if you ever told anyone)

A lot of times the two of you just end up spending the night

Because it’s nice and cozy together, and neither of you want to leave

And because a-few-drinks-in Yves makes it hard to leave regardless

Jinsoul:

At first, she would have to be in the mood for a home date

Just because she’d love going out with you so much

But after the two of you were dating for a while, she’d warm up to the idea

Finding that she loved just spending quiet, quality time with you

Although just how “quiet” these times are is... debatable

Because she talks. A lot.

Honestly she just loves hugging and cuddling and kissing

And home dates would give her the chance to do that all night without anyone complaining, so she’d love them

Sometimes you would end up looking over her shoulder as she showed you things she wanted to buy online

You’re 90% of her impulse control then

“Do you really need a cat banana opener?” “No, but it’s so cute!” “Please don’t buy that.”

Likes to end the night with reading or watching something with you while wrapped up in big, fuzzy blankets

Even during the summer

Cuddling up to you and whining for kisses every few minutes

It would be annoying if she wasn’t so cute, and if you didn’t know that it was just her way of showing that she loves you

Kim Lip:

She’d like dates at home just because she likes to chat with you

And what better place to do it than at home?

She’d also enjoy being able to just chill with you

Her hair up in a messy bun and dressed in comfy clothes with fuzzy socks

Not worried about anything and just happy to be with you

Eating would be a must

The two of you would probably just snack the entire time

Her favorite thing to order would be pizza

Until you got sick of it and demanded something else

Whatever the two of you did

Whether it be watch Disney movies (per her request)

Or play games or watch whatever weird YouTube videos she’s found

She would chat almost the whole time

Making jokes at the movie or trying to explain things or just talking

You would learn to love it, though, and wouldn’t even notice it after a while

Used to listening to her talk whenever she could

The two of you would usually end the night with a kiss goodbye

That is, unless one of you spend the night

Then the night wouldn’t end until much, much later

Chuu:

Dates at home would be rare with her

Because she just loves to be out adventuring with you

Or just out in general

She’s very hyper and full of energy

And she’d get kind of bored at home

However, she would like to play board and card games with you

Maybe over ice cream or a home-cooked meal

Especially if it’s after a long day of work

And she wouldn’t mind finishing up the night with a movie

Cuddled up against you and usually wrapped up in a blanket

Whispering jokes about the movie into your ear

Although she would usually fall asleep before the movie ends anyway

It becomes normal for you to wake her up with a little shake and a kiss on the cheek

“The movie’s over.” “Oh. I fell asleep again?”

It’s so cute that you can’t get annoyed at her

Especially not when she gives you a sleepy smile and a kiss

“I had fun tonight. Thanks for coming over.”

Heejin:

Surprisingly, although she’s hyper too, she would love at-home dates

Growing up in the countryside, she’d understand the value of just hanging out and chatting with someone

Watching out the window with you as the world went by

She’d like to do crafts or try new things when you came over, though

“Hey, I saw this video on how to make couples bracelets, want to try?”

Honestly, she always makes a huge mess

Especially when she wants to try to cook something new

But the outcome is always cute, and it’s fun to try things with her

So you don’t complain

She also might play the guitar for you and sing, if she’s been working on a cover for a new song

She always goes to you for your opinion first

The two of you usually end up cuddling and chatting

Snacking on whatever the two of you made that day as you tell each other about everything going on in your lives

Sometimes one of you will stay the night, sometimes not

But she always gives you a smile and a kiss at the end of the night, no matter what

A little token of her love for you

Hyunjin:

This girl is... kind of weird

One night, the two of you might have a normal dinner and chat

And then the next, she wants you to help her try and see if she can eat bread while standing on her head

She’s also not really one for home dates, unless it’s raining or snowing outside

If the weather’s bad, she’d like to grab a bunch of blankets

And sit near the heater with a cup of hot tea or cocoa

Wrapped up with you while the two of you watch the rain or snow outside

Chatting and making jokes in the warm cocoon of blankets

Otherwise, the two of you would usually end up eating some sort of dinner

(Usually takeout, she hates cooking most of the time)

And then playing games

She definitely has a mini table tennis set

She beats you every time, because she has too much energy

But she also sleeps early, so she kicks you out before it can get too late

“Goodnight, I need my beauty sleep.” “Well I love you too, Hyunjin.” “Hey! You know I love you! Are you dissing me? Wanna fight?”

This is why you usually go somewhere to tire her out before going home

Choerry:

Choerry is another one who wouldn’t really like at-home dates

She’s too bubbly and full of energy to stay stuck inside

So these dates would usually only happen after a day of work

Or a long week, where she might just want to rest

Even then, she would be full of energy

Asking you to watch a new YouTube video she found

Before chatting your ear off about her new interests

She hates sitting still and lazing around

So that’s is why these dates would usually happen at night

It’s the only time of the day where she wouldn’t mind sitting down and resting

The two of you would probably order takeout and chat late into the night

Probably looking out at the stars and trying to find constellations

Although she would just end up finding weird shapes to make you laugh

The two of you would eventually end up in the living room cuddled together

Either watching some weird anime movie that she’s recently found

Or just talking about things

Until she notices the time and tells you that you need to go home to sleep (even though you know that she wont be sleeping any time soon)

Go Won:

Although her favorite dates would be shopping, she would like dates at home too

Especially if you brought her flowers when you came over

(They always die quickly, she doesn’t know how to take care of them, but she likes the way they look on the table)

She always likes to talk to you

But it would depend on the day for what the two of you would do (other than talking, that is)

Sometimes she’d like to play video games, other times watch movies

You’d always be subjected to watching lots of Oh My Girl videos, though

“You haven’t seen this fancam yet, have you?” “I feel like you showed me this before.” “Oh well, let’s watch it again.”

She definitely has Dance Dance Revolution and LOVES to play it

Probably has embarrassing videos of you dancing on her phone

She has a very specific taste in movies

So she mostly just wants to watch the same ones over and over

The two of you play rock paper scissors to see who chooses the movie

Because you got tired of watching Hunger Games over and over

Usually at the end of the night, the two of you end up talking until some really late hour

Until one of you either has to go home, or spend the nigh

Olivia Hye:

If the two of you are at home, it’s video games

She loves playing video games, especially with you

Shoulders touching on the couch as she laughs

Amused by the way you’re playing the game

She’d tease you for losing but then immediately let you win

Or watching someone else play video games on YouTube while cuddling with you

Honestly, if you want to get her away from video games

You’re going to have to take her out of the house

Or distract her with food, any food will do

Acts like she wont share her food with you but does anyway

She would also enjoy just sitting with you after the games were done

Tangled together on the couch and talking about anything and everything

“Hey, do you think spiders have ears?” “Why are you asking me that?”

She’d usually end up falling asleep on your arm only to deny it later

“I was resting my eyes!”

She would try her best to stay up with you

Even if it made her a little grumpy

Still, it would be cute, and you wouldn’t mind letting her rest for a while before you had to go

Yeojin:

She’s a homebody at heart

So she would love dates where she doesn’t have to leave the house

Especially if she can just lay around in sweatpants

“Let’s just lay on my bed and chat.”

She would also like playing video games

And she seems like the type to fall down YouTube rabbit holes

Both of you watching videos for hours before you realize how far you’ve gone since the original video she wanted to show you

“Just one more video, I promise!”

But she would also be down for board and card games as well

Blanket forts would also be a thing

Because eventually she’d get tired of just laying around

And would want to do something with you

Also she saw it in a movie once and thinks it’s THE cutest thing to do

She’d also like painting your nails as the two of you hung out

Or painting her own nails, if you didn’t want any

She would usually be doing something with her hands, even while laying down and resting

Full of energy but also lazy at the same time?

It’s fine though you love her

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Sometimes, Ch. 4

Read the first three chapters here

Safety Net

David doesn’t mean to worry anyone. He never does.

He always tries to be the most helpful he possibly can; he tries even when the campers or his coworkers don’t always want it. He can’t help it, though -- his mother always taught him to lend a hand, because everyone has struggles and he has a gift for seeing the bright side, and he’s always worn that as a badge of honor but sometimes it feels a bit more like a burden, when no one around him will try to see the bright side and he’s forced to hold the silver lining onto every dark cloud when the glue’s coming loose and no one seems to see it anyway and he’s --

He’s just tired, sometimes.

But while people never seem to notice his attempts to stay positive, they sure can tell when he stops, even for just a second.

“David?”

“Mr. David, where are you?”

“The fuck’s up with camp man?”

He takes a deep breath and draws his legs up to his chest, resting his forehead on his knees and blocking out the distant babble of voices.

They’ll be fine.

He’s allowed to need a minute.

Suddenly there’s a knock on the door to the shower stall, making him jump. “I, uh, know this isn’t appropriate, but you aren’t like . . . jerking off in there, are you?”

David sighs, lifting his head and tilting it back against the water-softened wood. “No, Gwen. I’m not.”

“Okay.” He hears the scuff of her boots on the dusty floor, and the corners of his mouth twitch because he can picture her perfectly. “I’ll just, um, go get Jasper for you.”

He wants to tell her not to bother, but he knows better. Knows that telling Gwen to do anything is an exercise in futility, and knows that it’s impossible to keep Jasper away if he has even the tiniest inkling that something might be wrong, and knows that he can’t spend the rest of the day in the showers anyway, because he has a job to do and people depending on him.

He hears the door to the bathrooms open, the unintelligible murmur of Gwen’s voice. Then there’s a gentle knock, and a pair of pristine white sneakers with neon shoelaces appear under the stall door. “Hey, Davey? Having a shower party with the spiders?”

(He also knows that Jasper’s voice is a cup of tea, warm and comforting, and just a few words have the knotted muscles in his shoulders unwinding. He knows better -- knows that Gwen knows him well enough to realize his boyfriend is exactly what he needs.)

David reaches up and unlatches the door, his arm dropping to his side like a rock into the lake. Everything feels heavy, even his tongue, but he doesn’t have to say anything as Jasper slips into the narrow stall -- too small for two people to fit in comfortably; they’ve tried -- and plops down onto the grungy tile next to him. “My butt is gonna be soaked,” he says, no real complaint in his voice as David turns his face into the warm, sweet-smelling dip where Jasper’s shoulder meets his neck. He wraps an arm around him, tugging him closer, and they’ve snuggled like this a hundred thousand times and David is always a little awed by how well they fit together, like the crook of Jasper’s neck was made specifically to accommodate his bony face.

Ever since they were kids, when Jasper was still the camp darling and Davey was the resentful brat who too frequently stained homesick angry tears into the shoulder of his tentmate’s pajama shirt by night and refused to acknowledge him by day -- before they were even friends, they slotted together neatly like this.

He’s not sure their relationship makes sense, but he’ll never stop being grateful for his constant, perfect Jasper.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Jasper asks, rubbing soothing circles between his shoulder blades. “Or about something else?”

He shakes his head, not sure to which part of that question. “The Millers called,” he said, sniffling. “Th-there’s a lot of paperwork to . . .” His throat closed, a painful golf ball lodged behind his adam’s apple, and he took a raw breath that scraped past the lump, just enough space to force the words out. “Transferring Mr. Campbell’s . . . everything. To me. I have -- have to go into the ci-hhity t- !”

A thousand words build up behind the golf ball, things about setting up a low-key camp for his CBFLs to run while he’s gone and how he needs two separate forms of identification and whether the campmobile will survive the trip to Camp Corp. (who are generously supplying a meeting place in order to facilitate the relinquishing of Camp Campbell as quickly and smoothly as possible), and how they have to scrape together enough money for an overnight stay if it goes too long because his eyes aren’t very good in the dark anymore from staring at too many campfires and how lonely he’ll be without them, how he hasn’t had to fall asleep without the weight of Jasper’s arm across his chest or over his side and he’s wanted the camp back but it’s too much -- too big and too scary and too much, and this is what Gwen and Jasper are good at and so he just wants to leave them to it so that he can play in the dirt and teach the campers about the forest and sleep --

He . . . hasn’t been sleeping well, the last few nights.

“Oh, Davey.” Jasper sighs, turning his head to press a stubble-scratchy kiss to his forehead (David feels a pang of guilt; he must’ve been getting ready when Gwen found him).

Heat prickles at his eyes, and he squeezes them shut, taking a shaky breath. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be bogus.” He snorts softly, his hair bouncing against David’s temples as he shakes his head and mutters, “Nah, I can’t pull that off.”

“Sure you can,” he replies automatically, because his boyfriend can do anything he puts his mind to.

Jasper kisses the top of his head again, and David can feel the way his mouth is curved into a smile. “Radical, dude.”

There’s a knock at the door and they both jump, causing the wobbly shower head to jolt and cascade a handful of cold droplets onto their heads. “You guys okay in there?”

David starts to wriggle out of Jasper’s arms, opening his mouth to tell her they’re fine and will be out in a minute, but Jasp tightens his embrace and says, “Get in here, Boss Santos. It’s an emergency.”

“Oh, that’s not nece --”

“It’s very necessary,” Jasper says, louder. “Ignore him.”

If Gwen’s surprised to see them sitting in a small puddle of water on the floor, she doesn’t show it. Jasper graciously -- if clumsily -- tugs off his dark blue hoodie and drops it onto the ground for her to sit on, waggling his eyebrows.

“M’lady.”

She rolls her eyes and slides down to sit across from them, her back against the shower wall opposite and her feet awkwardly splaying to fit between their bodies. (This shower is even less suited to three people than it was two.)

There’s a moment of silence, where David tries to avoid Gwen’s piercingly curious gaze. Jasper, of course, breaks it after only a few seconds.

“So . . . this is nice!” He sounds a little bit like David when he puts on that falsely chipper voice, though he insists he’s not doing it on purpose. “When’s the last time the three of us hung out in a cramped, unhygienic space like this?”

“Literally every day, Jasp.”

“Sure, but there’s usually fifteen screaming kids as well. If we tried that here it’d be a regular phone booth challenge. Speaking of which . . .”

“I’m using my daily veto on that.”

Jasper grins at her, a smile that never fails to make David’s stomach flutter. “You sure about that? Breakfast isn’t even over yet. I could have a lot more bad ideas you’ll wanna shoot down.”

“I’ll take the risk.”

David snuggles into Jasper’s shoulder and lets his eyes fall closed. For the first time in what feels like weeks, he’s actually sleepy. Warm and surrounded on all sides and soaking up the voices of his two favorite people in the entire world, he suddenly wants nothing more than to block out everything else.

He’s almost dozed off when he hears a change in Gwen’s tone, softer and more serious. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah.” Jasper’s fingers comb through his hair, and David tilts his head into the touch. He’s too tired to open his eyes, but that’s okay. “Just stressed about the whole camp thing. And going into the city tomorrow is freaking him out.”

She snorts -- louder than she intended, he can tell, because her next words are almost a whisper. “That’s fucking stupid. Why is he going alone?”

Jasper shrugs, the movement almost jolting David out of his drowsy half-aware state. (He shifts, tucking into the crook of Jasper’s neck so he won’t be jostled as much.) “You know what he’s like.”

“Fucking stupid,” she says again, and David wonders if he’s just imagining the warmth in her voice.

They’re quiet again, the soft drip of the shower and the distant shouts of the campers the only sounds in the muggy air. It wraps like a damp blanket around them, heavy and cozy.

“Why don’t you go with him?”

“To the city?” He hums thoughtfully, and David knows that if he was still wearing his hoodie he’d be playing with the drawstrings on it. “What about you?”

“Please. I’ve been running this camp before you started here,” she says, the disdain in her voice making David smile even in his barely-awake state. “If I have to, I’ll get QM to scare the shit out of ‘em. They’ll be good.”

“They’ve never been good.”

She sighs, long and heavy, like she’s just barely holding back her irritation. “We’ll be fine.”

“If you say so. Just let me ask him.” Jasper lightly shakes David’s shoulder. “Hey, Davey? I’m gonna come to the meeting with you tomorrow. If that’s okay with you, just keep sleeping.”

He should say something; it isn’t really fair to leave Gwen with the campers all day by herself. But opening his eyes feels like too much work, and so does the thought of pretending he doesn’t want Jasper there.

So a few seconds later when Jasp murmurs, “There, all settled,” David allows himself to let go of his guilt, just this one time.

It’s okay if he’s not ready to run things alone, because he’s not alone.

He has a safety net.

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cutiecrates · 5 years

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Cutie Reviews: Yume Twins August 18

I took a few days longer than I was planning on, but since I got my November Gacha Gacha crate (like three or four days ago <3<) I realized I should probably get to work on this!

This months theme: Dream Land (ᴗ˳ᴗ)

We are all about trying to make every part of your day cute and relaxing, and this month we are all about making sure you end your day on a cute note. This includes when you are heading to bed after a fulfilling day! Your kawaii box this month is packed with items that will help you wind down, relax, and drift off to dreamland!

Contest

Despite the items not being at all Pokemon themed, the Contest was to draw your most favorite Pokemon and include it with a pic of our Pokemon-themed item in the box.

The prizes included a Sailor Moon Luna Shoulder Bag, and a Sailor Moon Uniform wallet for Grand Prize, while runner-ups won a Sailor Moon plastic cup.

(I really, REALLY love that purse x3 I wish I had entered~)

Yume Prize

And again we’re bombarded with Sailor Moon (not that it’s bad of course), plus some My Melody action on the side. They had been doing a collab around the time this came out (or maybe right before?), so I think this was a cute idea~

Our special topics for this month featured Gudetama celebrating his 5th anniversary, and Sumikko Gurashi.

Sleepy Pokemon Cable Protector

Our first item is an adorable Pokemon cable protector blind box, themed after sleepy Pokemon. There was 6 available, including Umbreon and Espeon, Pikachu, Vulpix and Alolan Vulpix, and Eevee.

I love all of Eevee’s forms, and Pikachu, but Vulpix is my favorite Pokemon- so I really, really wanted one of them! But they all look so sweet, I’m not that disappointed.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

It’s a really cute, high-quality figure. Even if you didn’t use it for the intended use, you could probably do quite a few things with it. But there is one thing bugging me; am I one of the few people who doesn’t get what a “cable protector“ is about?

I mean... why does the cable need protected anyway? It’s a really popular blind box trend in Japan, but I just don’t get it. I’ll still use it, but I don’t get it.

Don’t get me wrong though, if I got one of the vulpix I’d totally be super-excited to add to my collection.

Mini Cooling Pillow Cover

First of all, this fit a normal-sized pillow. If this is mini, I want to see what normal or large size to them is.

Anyway, this is a cooling pillow- a great item to have during summer when the warm weather can make sleeping or taking naps a real pain in the cutie. Especially if you end up tossing and turning, and often flip the pillow to find it’s cool patch, something I do often.

The pillow is made from cooling fabric made to instantly cool and remain cool by keeping a specific temperature. It came in a doggy-coffee themed design and was available in mint or indigo (the book mistakenly says “two designs”, but they’re both the same).

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I’m not even going to lie. When I got this I took it out to try it right away, and I’ve been using it since (or at least until a month ago, because lately I’ve been using a different pillow. But it still works perfectly fine!). Even now when it’s winter, it’s cool to touch and doesn’t seem effected by the chilly weather, but I noticed it feels a tiny bit different. But it’s not uncomfortable or anything.

Not only that but it makes a really cute decorative pillow~

Kawaii Sanrio Notebook

This one goes great with my folder I got a few months back~

Besides being cozy for bed, it’s also nice to unwind by writing in a diary or journal, or recording your various dreams. So for this month, we get a Sanrio-themed notebook for that purpose. There are 2 designs, including Little Twin Star, and this one I got featuring Marumofubiyori, one of Sanrio’s newer characters. He is joined by his two toy friends, Kanikama the crab and Gyoniku the fish.

The inside of the notebook has a simplified design featuring Marumofubiyori, and this is the back of it. It serves as a little character section.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

What I like about this notebook is it’s high quality. Like the Sailor Moon one in the Doki Doki box I just reviewed, it’s thick and made from nice material, and it has a spiral binding. It also has a stretchy band to keep it shut, which you don’t see on too many of these notebooks we get.

I really don’t write in a diary anymore (I don’t have a life, so I don’t have much to say), and I never kept a dream diary either. But I will use it for something one way or the other.

Relaxing Puffy Plushie

This is the perfect item for bed and nap-time! A plush toy x3 I love plushies and stuffed animals. Not only was there six different cuties available, but when you squeeze their tummy they make an adorable squeaky snore. They’re also a little bit mochi-like so they can handle a little pulling.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥

It’s a really cute and nice plushie, but I’m kinda bothered by the fact three of the animals are shown holding an item, while the other three don’t. Maybe it’s to make them unique or something- but to me it seems weird. Not only that, but doesn’t a squeaky toy kinda defeat the purpose of relaxing sleepy time?

Sumikko Gurachi Wash Towel

This is an important before and after bed item : D nothing feels better then washing your face after a long day, or a long sleep. It came in 2 designs (the other matching the cup I got some boxes back), and is 34cm x 36cm length.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Not only is the design really fun and cute-looking, but it’s a useful practical item that you don’t need to make exclusive for bed time. Other than that, a towel is a towel you know?

Kawaii Animal Bookmark

Our last item for the bx is this adorable bookmark set, featuring five different animals, each with four unique sticky note sets. A very detailed, but cute and simple-looking product.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

It’s things like this that I really like- especially since I’ve been reading again these past two years or so. I could also see it coming handy for work or school, or if multiple people are sharing a book..

♡ Cutie Ranking ♡

Content - 5 out of 5. Everything was decent and cute, and I loved how it all had variety.

Quality - 4.5 out of 5. Quality is there for sure, but I’m not sure they were worth the price. I’m probably just being really picky but I just can’t see this specific box matching the price we pay.

Theme: 3 out of 5. It’s there for sure, but honestly I feel like there was a missed opportunity here. There are so many different things they could have put in here to say “this is specifically a dreamy-cute bed-time or nap item~“ rather than “it’s so practical you can use it at practically any time of the day!“. I mean that’s good and all, I like practically. But at the same time I would have loved to have more bed or nap-time worth items. Like maybe an eye mask, or a sleeping cap, a tooth brush , or maybe some cozy socks or some kind of relaxation item??

Total Rank: 12.5 out of 15 Cuties. It wasn’t a bad box, bu I can’t say it was my favorite. Practicality was definitely there and I do appreciate that and how cute everything is, but I was turned-off by missed opportunities and how it could have been so much better.

♡ Cutie Scale ♡

1. Sleepy Pokemon Cable Protector - They’re so cute and adorable looking! These would be perfect for pictures~

2. Animal Bookmark - I love it’s soft hues for the coloring, and how sweet each set looks. I would have been happy to get any of them.

3. Pillow Cover - It’s covered in a cute doggy and coffee stuff! I love coffee~ Not that you could tell since I’m always really tired.

4. Plushie - It’s cute, but... I don’t know, to me it’s lacking something.

5. Notebook - Same as below, but it's so sweet due to having so many different details/designs~ I just wanna cuddle Mofu whenever I see him~

6. Wash Towel - As adorable as Sumikko Gurashi is, this is a generic design from the brand.

Okay, so that’s it for this review! Since I got November’s Gacha Gacha I’ll probably be doing that one next before I resume August box reviews. It’s just easier this way. I’m planning on getting 1 or 2 more reviews done before Christmas, but in case I don’t I’ll just say Merry Christmas now!

Until next time, stay dreamy cute~

#pokemon blind box #sanrio #sanrio notebook #kawaii #yumetwins #yume twins #sumikko gurashi

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