#i want to kiss him

[prettyboykatsuki]

✮ tags ; gn! reader, established relationship, fluff, alcohol.

"Shouto,"

"Hm?"

"You're drunk,"

Your boyfriend leans his head on your shoulder and makes a noise in the back of his throat. "A bit."

More than a bit, you think. In actuality, you don't think you've ever seen him this drunk before. He's okay with alcohol, usually - but tends to stay away from drinking too much. You think the last time you saw him get actually drunk at all, you were both twenty and he was barely tipsy then.

He doesn't like getting drunk, he's told you before. A few times. The lack of control and hazy memories make him just slightly anxious, so he's careful around liquor.

You've been dating for years now, and unless he's living some double-life (a different one than being a hero) - you've never seen him get this wasted. Ever. To everyone else in your surroundings, it probably doesn't look that way.

But you've spent enough time to know him, and he's not like this usually. Nowhere near as absent minded he is now, at least. He hasn't been able to sit still since he downed that last bottle of shochu. He went to go play with Bakugou's cat, Momo and you couldn't find him afterwards. You lost sight of him for about half-an-hour until you finally found him in the living room while everyone else was outside, feeding Momo some treat that squeezes from a tube.

(You still don't know where or how he found where Bakugou kept the treats, but you decide it's better you don't ask. Plausible deniability, or something.)

You're both grown-ups, and you're not one to worry about his liquor intake. Still, though - you're worried. Even if it seems like he's not different to everyone else, you can tell. And it's bothering you.

"Shouto," You call out to him, your hands reaching to pet the back of his neck. He's a head taller than you, and a little heavy. Palms smooth against the prickly ends of his hair - tapered and neat. He presses his cheek to your shoulder. "Shouto, love."

"Oh," He says, suddenly remember where he is. He stands up but doesn't back away far enough to give you space. You're in a far off empty corner. Most people are in the backyard but Shouto wanted some air - so you're crowded against a wooden fence and wall with your boyfriend locking you in out by the entrance. He smells nice, you think - clean with a soft touch of aftershave. You look up at him. "Hi,"

"You're drunk," You repeat, watching him blink rapidly - bleary eyes and the faintest line of a smile whenever he glances at you. He's bent over, staring at you hard. "Is something wrong?"

His expression is the same as always. Unchangingly neutral with a strong and uncharacteristic rosiness to it. Your boyfriend is handsome, alarmingly so. You're aware of it constantly, but this new face knocks the air out of your lungs.

He's... pouting you think. But not fully. His lips aren't drawn together, it's subtle like most expressions on him.

But it's...there. You're not imagining it - the soft furrow of his brow, the press of his lips. His expression grows warmer and it only makes you more confused. He shakes it off, all of a sudden, a micro-expression that fades just as quickly as it appears.

"I'm okay."

"Are you?""

He blinks slowly at that. Concern aside, you can't help but think he's cute like this. His ears are pink enough to stick out against his skin, cold air making them flush even darker.

"I'm okay," He says, then looks at you. He sobers up if only for that moment. "Had something on my mind."

"Something you can't tell me?"

"It's supposed to be a secret," He mumbles. He's really drunk. You realize this late. "So I don't know if I can."

"Mm," You reply. You feel like doting on him suddenly, so you do, petting the back of his neck before hugging him a little. "That's okay."

He follows up with a light groan. You've never heard him complain like that, so you laugh. "But I want to tell you."

"I promise I'll keep your secret at least."

He smiles at you more fully that time.

He pauses for a minute, thinking it over. You don't do or say anything in return. A beat passes of you two standing and swaying with silence where Shout to grabs your hands from in front of you. You think he's being affectionate again, wanting to hold them.

He draws your hands to his pocket though. The angle is awkward, makes you bend your wrist on the inside of coat pocket until you feel something hard and square touch your fingers. It's velvet from the material. A box of some kind.

...A box?

Shouto guides your hand again, this time out. When you pull it out, his palm is over yours. It's a jewellery box. You blink a few times, confused. Shouto hasn't let go of your hand.

"I keep missing the timing," He says, hiccuping. The lack of sobriety more clear than ever from the slight slur in his words. "It's been in my pockets for a while."

Your eyes go wide open. You can feel your own confusion and excitement twist and tangle inside of you, frantic to get a better read on the situation. He smiles down at you, disarmingly and then closes his eyes. His forehead is warm as it touches yours.

"...I thought you didn't want to married. Not really, at least." You whisper.

"Me too," He says, a wetness to his laugh that tugs at your heart . "It was on a whim. I wanted to talk to you about it. But." He frowns a little "It's tough."

You chuckle, a sudden wetness to your voice too. "I bet it was,"

He smiles at you, big and stupid. "I love you," He closes is eyes and presses his forehead to yours more. "Thank you for everything."

"Shouto," You repeat, unsure of what else to say. "What brought this up?"

"Mm," He shrugs, getting sleepier by the minute. "I thought giving you my last name would make you suffer." He admits, soft and unsure. "But taking yours. That felt...okay. Felt nice."

"You're silly."

"Yes," He says, not denying it. "And I love you."

"And you love me." You repeat, a grin splitting your face. Big tears at the corner of your eyes, making your vision sting and your cheeks ache. You look up at him again. "Enough to marry me?"

He seems almost sheepish that time. "If you'll have me."

"Are you sober enough to even remember this?"

His embarrassment makes him blush and laugh again. "My heart is beating so loud I'm a little afraid of it. So yes. I'm sure I'll remember." He admits.

"Let's get married, then." You repeat to him, so achingly happy you think you could die. You wonder when to tell your friends. Bakugou will be pissed you did at his place. "If you'll have me."

He smiles. "I'd like too."

You lean up to press a kiss to his mouth, and Shouto holds you there to kiss you longer than you expect. When you're done kissing, he's smiling.

"Anymore secrets?"

He thinks on it, then hums.

"We should get a cat."

#aristotle.txt #writing tag #todoroki x reader #todoroki fluff #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #this is so corny my god #i want to kiss him #this is gender neutral and very tame #too lazy to add tags

[swiftmitsu]

he’s trying to say hello to you but he’s shy hehehehe

#art #undertale au #undertale #sans undertale #sans au #undertale sans #killer!sans #something new au #au sans #au undertale #killer sans #utmv #undertale multiverse #undertale fandom #underverse #i don’t know why i’ve been liking light sweater killer a lot #i want to kiss him #i mean what #i didn’t say that #sorry cross hacked my phone #or nightmare #or dust #or horror #or outer #or—*gets tripped* #mitsusart

[hornkneebee]

Cropped Pictures of Horrorpedia because why not?!

#Horropedia #Horropedia Reverse 1999 #Horropedia Re1999 #Horropedia R1999 #Joshua #Joshua Reverse 1999 #Joshua Re1999 #Joshua R1999 #Re1999 #Reverse 1999 #Reverse 1999 Horropedia #Re1999 Horropedia #Reverse 1999 Joshua #Re1999 Joshua #He's so cute I swear to god!!! #I want to kiss him #and eat him alive!!! #and such a dork!!!

[beanghostprincess]

remember what they took from us

#I MISS YOU GREASY STONER ACE #i miss when he was high and hadn't showered in months #i want to kiss him #his nose i miss his nose #this is so unfair #one piece #portgas d. ace #alabasta ace i will forever miss you

[elvensixpm]

"Death Is Calling" [A Date With Death ]

IM IN LOVE WITH HIM ALSO errmm take this small fanfic ?!? I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN FANFICS BEFORE SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ MY HEART IS SO FULL OF HIM omg

// spoiler warnings for Ending 3 //

‎ ‎ ‎ When you first kiss Casper, you are pleasantly surprised by how receptive he is.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Your lips press against his, soft and gentle as he lays on your bed, caged by your arms. With his chest pressed against yours, you could feel his heartbeat thumping against his chest, strong— alive. Life thrums in his veins, evident more when you press a kiss upon his neck; to which he lets out a soft moan, and his pulse quickens significantly.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Not too much now,” he gasps, a gloved hand covering his mouth as he averts his gaze, almost like he is shy to your affections. “Oh, shit. Wow.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ A laugh escapes you as you give him a final peck on his cheek, curiously flush but lacking warmth. His skin is cold. No matter. You have enough heat in you to warm him up.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “You like it?” you ask, tilting your head, feeling a smile tug at your lips. You roll to the side, plopping yourself next to him. “Was I a good first kiss, Grimmy?”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ He snorts. “Yes, of course you were.” He slides an arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. You comply, nestling your head in the crook of his shoulder— breathing in his clean scent. “...And an excellent second kiss. And the six others that followed it were great, too.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Great! I'll make sure to add that to my resume.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ He rolls his eyes but it's affection plastered onto his face— and he seemingly has no more energy to think of a clever remark to your sarcasm. He wraps his arms around you, chin resting against the crown of your head, your face flush against his chest as his eyelids flutter shut. You feel a pang of jealousy towards Azrael; was this what it was like to be cuddled in bed?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Sleep,” you murmur. “Get used to the bed, Casper. Get used to me.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Mmh.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Wait. Take off your clothes.” His eyes shoot open and he raises an eyebrow, opening his mouth to say something. You cut him off before he can, sitting up. “I have a spare t-shirt you can wear.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Oh.” You swear disappointment flashes over his beautiful features. He catches your t-shirt when you toss it over to him, his mouth tightening into a small frown as he inspects the well-worn red and black thing— the print faded and slightly peeling. You avert your gaze as he strips himself, listening to the rustle of the fabric as he slides the t-shirt over his head. “You listen to System of A Down? Wasn't expecting that, sunshine.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Eh. Helps me sleep at night.” You shrug as you keep your eyes trained on the bouquet of stolen sunflowers Casper gave you yesterday, warmth and affection blooming in your chest. You play with the fraying edges of your blanket as you wait for him to finish changing. “Keep it. Matches your whole red-and-black aesthetic, no?”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ He laughs, it sounds almost like a snort. “Thanks, sunshine. I can't wait to see what other merch I can steal from you next.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ You turn back, pleasantly surprised at how well the t-shirt fits him— slightly oversized so that you could see a tease of porcelain skin from the way the neckline drapes along his exposed shoulder. Your gaze drops down to his lap, where he has taken hostage of one of your pillows— likely a temporary placeholder for Azrael.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ You settle back into bed with him, taking your preferred side of the bed, removing the pillow from his arms and tucking yourself back into his arms. He doesn't complain.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ It's a wonder how you both feel so comfortable with each other. You wrap him in an embrace, and he doesn't pull away; his arms slot perfectly between yours, and his touch is tender, not bearing the stiffness of unfamiliarity. It's almost as if you've known him your entire life.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Given the fact death has followed you since you were a child, maybe you have. Maybe Casper has grown alongside you, even if it isn't possible given reapers don't exactly ‘grow’. It's a pleasant thought. Sort of like a guardian angel, in a way.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Perhaps that is why you feel so comfortable around death— around him.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ His eyelashes rest upon his cheeks while he sleeps, and his breathing comes and goes in slow, steady breaths. You can't help but stare at him. He's pretty. And he's all yours.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Sleep,” he murmurs, as if sensing your alertness. His eyes open, and you feel a slight pang of regret at waking him— but that all melts away when you feel him run his fingers through your hair soothingly. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your shoulder. “I won't kill you in your sleep, you know. I'm a changed man.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “I know, I know, thank you for that,” you chuckle, kissing the crown of his head. “I love you, Casper.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ “Mm.” His fingers rub soothing circles on your back, as if coaxing you to sleep, and his voice is tender with affection. “Love you too, sunshine.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ You listen to the steady breathing of Casper as he sleeps— a rhythmic melody that threatens to lull you off to sleep as well. You close your eyes and surrender. He snores rather softly, you come to find. You don't mind. Not at all.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ In the midst of life's chaos, you fall asleep in the arms of Death himself.

#a date with death #visual novel #grim reaper #two and a half studios #casper #fanart #i want to kiss him #mwah mwah

[n6ptunova]

tell me this isn’t boyfriend!chris coded like he’d so take pics like this with his gf (me)

#i want to kiss him #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #n6ptunova

[blackvelveteen1339]

Baby boy outside of his hotel today in Budapest, Hungary 🫦

📸: As seen on Twitter/X courtesy of @lightenerrthang

#norman reedus #daryl dixon #the walking dead #hot as fuck #i want to kiss him

[scribe-of-hael]

IT'S ME 💙

The fact i hadn't ever draw Overlord at all in his bot form is a crime and I had to make it right

This was acutally really nice and fun to draw

#transformers #maccadam #Transformers fanart #idw overlord #mtmte overlord #Overlord #overlord transformers #My wife #My art #My art 2024 #Sketch #Art #artists on tumblr #I want to kiss him #so handsome

[dumbs0ckss]

me and who

#adam faulkner stanheight #sawposting #saw 2004 #sawtism #i am so so gay and sad #sorry im autism #go insane #lawrence gordon #chainshipping #they are so dear to me #i want to kiss him #adam faulkner-stanheight is my wife

[morthern]

OwO what's this?

#Doom #doom eternal #doom slayer #Doomslayer #fanart #video games #id software #bethesda #OwO #i want to kiss him #i want to be him

[th3basementdweller]

He's so silly I love him

PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY D

#dialtown #dialtown randy jade #randy jade #PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN PLAY DIALTOWN #Randy plush #Randioactive #i want to kiss him #art #drawing #dialtown fanart #randy jade fan art

[brainrotdotorg]

God, Kim Kitsuragi. I love this man. He is so fascinating and multilayered. He is a gay mixed Asian (coded) in a world that has nothing but disdain for him. He became a detective and finally found some semblance of power, finally became something other than a faggot binoclard who lost his parents in the war. He is endlessly patient and profesional and blunt. He is stoic but not cold, he is a sore winner and surprisingly childish and really not so above it all. He has a sexy accent. He smokes one cigarette a day, which in his opinion is more troublesome than quitting, because he likes the feeling of having control over his nicotine addiction. He feels a strange sense of pride for having no connections to Seoul other than his ancestry. He will verbally lacerate those who espouse bigoted views. He will laugh at Harry during his bisexual awakening. He will give Harry a high five if he successfully shoots down a corpse from a tree. He is not religious but makes the sign of the cross in the church and prays to make the shot that will save Harry’s life. He is a man downtrodden by politics. Who defined himself as a moralist but now claims to only believe in the RCM. He had a partner called “Eyes” because his own vision was so poor. You can only know Kim Kitsuragi for a maximum of ten days.

He is an imperfect man, but he will be kind to you if you are kind to him. You can exasperate him and bewilder him and make him run back and forth across Revachol endlessly doing little side quests, but if you do your job and you treat him well, you will awaken a joy in him that seems to have been long since dormant. He will look forward to installing those headlights on the Kineema with you. He will play games of Suzeranity and subtly gloat when he wins. He will listen to speedfreaks with a smile and tailor his jacket and continue to smoke one cigarette a day.

I love Kim Kitsuragi. He really is my perfect wish fulfillment man; someone who comes when you are at your lowest and does not baby you, does not pity or tut their tongue or handhold, but picks you up when you fall and points you in the right direction. He will run right behind you wherever you go and give you the eyebrow when you ask him to tell you a secret. It is not just take with him; it is learning how to give, to return the patience and kindness you are shown and force him to share a sandwich or salami and whisper “we got them” and be rewarded with a smile only you can see. Camaraderie and support, and an idle animation where after ten minutes of standing still Harry lifts Kim onto his back and then Kim lifts Harry onto his.

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harry dubois #harry du bois #rambling #yeah. yeah I’m thinking about him. I’m always thinking about him #i want to kiss him

[azharma]

yapping 'bout the pythagoras theorem 🎲🔬

the stormy matching !!

#perceptor #idw perceptor #transformers #mtmte #lost light #i want to kiss him

[happybird16]

The first press of his lips against yours is always soft. A barely-there brush, featherlight and cautious, no matter how many times they've come in contact. Levi's breath hitches, the thicker, soft skin of his bottom lip pressing hard into the crease between yours. It's so soft, so sweet that it makes your heart ache. He sighs, nose releasing a warm huff of air against your cheek and fingers adjusting on the back of your head to tilt your mouth further into his.

It feels almost as though he's drinking you in. Relishing every bit of you as he sighs into your embrace. Your taste, your smell, your warmth and your breath. It's not like you can't say the same. Closing your eyes, his entire being fills your senses. A rich, clean and masculine smell. He's always so warm, pressing himself as close as he can.

You'd think, given his nature, that Levi would prefer to press the kiss into your mouth. Deepening the embrace with his tongue entering the wet cavern to slide against your own. More often than not, though, he prefers you to take control, to press your tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Black tea and dark spicy masculinity. The way he sighs happily makes your heart stutter in your chest. He wants as much of you as possible. Your scent filling his nose, your taste filling his mouth. He groans into your mouth, loud and needy, as you slide your tongue across his teeth, slowly lapping along the sensitive underside of his own tongue.

Contrary to his usual quiet persona, Levi's a loud kisser. You don't think he's really aware of it, moaning and humming his pleasure right into your mouth. It makes your head whirl. The plump thickness of his bottom lip is particularly sensitive, a mere scrape of your teeth against the wet and swollen flesh draws out a needy gasp. He nips you right back, he always does, fingers threading into your hair and tilting your head. It's messy. Wet. He's always particularly grabby whenever he's like this. Needy. He doesn't want to break the embrace, doesn't want your lips to leave his for even the briefest of moments.

#Levi hcs #i want to kiss him #i want to map out his teeth with my tongue #levi x reader #levi ackerman #levi kissing hcs #tay's.drabbles

[erineas]

"oh hey, you came early today." Sans cupped his hands upon seeing the little creature appear. She settled on them almost immediately.

"Of course! I wanted to bring you this!" She happily chirped, gesturing to the pile of leaves and... cotton-like material?? she was holding over her chest. "I found this cool plant growing next to the river and thought you would like it, so I collected some seeds for you so we can plant them now!"

He chuckled at her excitement. A fond look on his face and a smile on his teeth.

She did this every time, but he never turned her down even when he had other fully developed flowers in his garden that needed his attention, like right now.

"sure, sweet pea, lemme grab the shovel"

Day 2: Dating start!

(A little thing for the latest hyperfixation of @unnamedcrane and I, Fairy!AU where Horror has a garden and 5am is a little fairy that happens to enjoy spending time there 💜

Sans x you week by @htsan @sansxyouweek)

#Yes he kinda looks like Ash from BHC cause that may or may not have been part of the inspiration 👀 #I love his sun hat and I love him so much it hurts #He's so soft in this au #Even softer than I usually draw him #And so smitten for his unhinged fairy friend #I want to kiss him #Aaaaah #Horror Sans #sansxyouweek2023 #Sans x you week #Selfinsert

[micahsrippedblouse]

His side profile is actually perfect >:(

#I want to kiss him #rdr2 #micah bell #rdr2 micah #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 community #rdr2 photomode #rdr2 posting #red dead redemption #red dead fandom