#if you don't want to kiss his big ol forehead and tell him he's a bean don't even talk to me

[babybluebex]

looking | joseph quinn x reader

summary: joe catches you looking and rewards (punishes?) you for your efforts pairing: joseph quinn x fem!reader (rpf - don't like, don't read) tags: smut (MINORS DNI), squirting, oral (m! and f!receiving), mostly dom!joe but surprise sub!joe at the end, praise kink, no condom, creampie, cockwarming author's note: yes i have a lecture this morning. yes i am writing this at work. no i will not apologize. enjoy <3 // follow @babybluebex-writes to be notified whenever i post a new story! (also big ole thanks to @freckledjoes for making this gif for me!! thanks a bunch!)

You heard his feet on the landing of the stairs, and then gentle padding as his bare feet sounded on the carpeted hallway as he made his way to the bedroom. These nights were your favorite— Joseph had made you dinner, cheesy pasta with garlic bread, then you had watched an episode of Succession before getting ready for bed. You could tell that Joe was in a sort of mood that night, the kind of mood where he lit a candle at dinner and kissed you and put on Al Green on his record player. He had asked if you wanted to join him in the shower, but you had declined; you had work in the morning, and a randy shower didn't exactly entail an early sleep.

But then, he rounded the corner and darkened the doorway, and you gulped. He looked good; wet curls on his forehead, singlet covering his beefy build, and those underwear, clinging to every curve just right. And he didn't even seem like he knew what he was doing. Joe rubbed his hair dry on his towel as he came into the bedroom, and he went to his dresser, rooting through the top drawer for some pajama bottoms. The silence was deafening, and damning, because Joe turned to you with an amused look on his face.

"What's wrong, love?" he asked. "Cat got your tongue?" He added a dramatic pout to his plush lips, and, fuck, you just had to kiss him.

"You just look really good," you said softly. "Can't I just look at you?"

"Oh, you want to look?" Joe asked teasingly. Oh. So he was in that sort of mood. "I thought it was rude to stare."

"I'm not staring," you told him. "I'm... Appreciating. Admiring."

"Admiring, eh?" Joe laughed. "What exactly are you admiring?"

"Well..." you started, holding out your hand and tracing the shape of his body in the air. He was certified grade A beef that day, finally having regained the weight he had lost to play Eddie, and you loved his plush hips and thick thighs. "And..." You made a cupping motion with your hand, and Joe let out a sputtered laugh.

"So you're staring at my dick," Joe said, shaking his head mirthfully. "I knew I was nothing but a piece of meat to you."

"No!" you exclaimed. Even though you knew he was joking, you didn't want him to think you were doing that for even a second. "I'm just... You just... Y'know? Just admiring every part of you."

"You're drooling," Joe cajoled. He hung his towel on the back of the door and made his way to the bed, and you watched as he grew closer, finally until he was lingering right next to you, his cloth-covered dick inches from your face. God, he smelled so good, you just wanted to take him then and there.

You leaned forward and placed a kiss on his bulge, looking up at him through your eyelashes to see his reaction, and you were overjoyed to see him slowly close his eyes and take a deep breath. "You gonna suck it or what?" he asked in a low voice, and the hot pressure of need slammed inside you belly. You loved when he got like this.

You readjusted yourself in bed, sitting on your knees to reach him properly, and you tugged him forward by his hips to get him closer. Carefully, you pulled down those black briefs, and his half-hard cock spilled forward. He was thick and heavy, beautiful, and you chuckled lightly at the sight before you. "You trimmed," you giggled, and Joe peeked his eyes open.

"Is that a crime?" he asked, and you slid your hands up his thighs, lightly dragging your nails up.

"No," you said. "I just like your bush."

Joe shrugged. "I'll grow it back out," he said. His hand smoothed your hair back, gathering it all up in a loose grip before he flattened his palm against the back of your head, pulling you towards him. You put an end to your games then, taking the head of his uncut cock into your mouth, lightly sucking, just enough to give him a little bit of pressure. Joe made a quiet noise, a sort of hum of appreciation, and you took him further into your mouth. He tasted good, musky but clean, and you moaned around him as your tongue lavished the thick vein that ran along the bottom of his cock.

"That's it," Joe whispered. "What a good girl... You love sucking my cock, don't you?"

You fluttered your eyelashes at him as an answer and took him deeper, then pulled back and suckled at his head for a moment, just to get a reaction out of him. His hand gripped your hair as he moaned, and he gritted his teeth. "Fuck," he whispered. "I knew you liked what you saw."

You pulled off of him with a gasping breath, letting your hand stroke him from balls to tip. "Did you do it on purpose?" you asked.

"Do what?"

"Dress like this," you asked. "Look so goddamn delicious. You know I can hardly resist you."

"That was the plan," Joe admitted. His stomach flexed when you reached up to cup his balls, and you leaned back in, sucking him down again. You didn't usually like giving blowjobs— you hardly ever went down on past boyfriends— but there was something special about Joe that made you want to swallow down his cock every single day, no matter what. "God, you look so hot like this, darling. Love watching you like this."

You moaned softly, then broke away from him, panting to try to regain the breath that sucking him off has made you lose. Joe didn't hesitate to lean down and kiss you, holding your face as his tongue swirled in your mouth, tasting himself off of you. You scrambled backwards to lay on your back, and you tugged Joe in by his shirt, urging him to lay on top of you. He did exactly as you expected, following you and nudging your legs open as he messily kissed you, and he broke the kiss to look down at you. Panties and a t-shirt (his t-shirt), nothing else.

"Fuck," Joe whispered, and he chuckled. His eyes were stuck on your covered pussy, and he wet his lips with the tip of his tongue when he spotted the damp patch on your panties. "Is this all for me?"

"Yeah," you told him. "F'course it is."

"Jesus, I'm a spoiled man," Joe whispered, kissing you deeply again. His hands scrambled to tug down your panties and expose you to him, and his greedy eyes watched as you opened your legs for him, showing him your wet pussy. Your blood was thrumming in every vein with desire, you needed him so badly, and he flicked his eyes up to yours, those lips of his falling open gently. He kissed you once more, then leaned down to kiss your neck, nibbling softly at your skin before trailing his kisses downwards. Ever downwards he ventured, until his warm breath was fanning across your cunt, and he did not waste any time before he licked at you.

The stubble on his chin and cheeks roughed up your thighs as he ate you out like he had never learned how to do anything else. He sucked at your quivering clit and made you cry out in pleasure, his tongue danced on your hole, he even added his fingers to help open you up. By the time the knot in your belly was straining, he was sucking lewdly and shaking his head, making sure that you felt every inch of his fingers and tongue on you. It was so good, it felt so fucking amazing, and you let the knot snap and come undone. You grabbed hard at Joe's hair and almost cried as you came on his fingers; it just felt so fucking good.

"Jesus!" Joe laughed, and you panted as you looked down at him. Something wet was in his beard, and you laughed when you realized that it wasn't just your regular juices. "Good fucking girl, do that again, baby."

"I-I didn't even know I could do that," you laughed breathlessly, letting your head fall back. Joe wasted no time in pushing his fingers back into you, thrusting hard into you and making your toes curl with the sensitivity, and you yelped when the sudden knot burst again, and you were able to watch this time as you squirted quickly on Joe's face. He seemed to love it, smiling up at you and panting, and he pulled out his soaked fingers. He looked at them in awe, wet and glistening, before he touched them to his lips, licking them clean.

You leaned up and stripped off your shirt, and you reached out for him, pulling his hips between your legs again as you shoved his singlet over his head. You discarded it across the room before you kissed him again, tasting yourself on his tongue, and he didn't wait a single second before he grasped his cock and pushed inside you. You were so fucking sensitive from cumming so hard, and you grabbed hard at his shoulders as he instantly started up a pace. He was quick, thrusting messily into you and holding down your hips to keep you where he wanted you, and you hid yourself in his neck. Jesus, he was insatiable tonight; he had made you fucking squirt, and now he was fucking you so hard that you were worried you two might break the bed.

"Baby," you whispered in his ear. "Easy, honey, we have all night."

"I almost came when you squirted," Joe told you. "Fuck me, I'm so close already. Let me cum, and then we can go slower and nicer, but, right now, I need to— Fuck!"

His cock throbbed inside you as he fucked you, and you knew that he was right. He was dangerously close to his release, and you to yours, and you could have sworn that you heard him whimper when you clenched down on him, tightening around his cock.

"Please, baby," Joe whispered. "Let me cum inside you, please, fuck, I need it."

"Fuck, yeah," you breathed. "Cum inside me, please."

Joe's nails dug into the flesh of your hip, and you gasped as Joe moaned deeply, and he filled you. You could feel it inside you, so much thick cum— your poor boy really needed to cum. He moaned in your ear and panted heavily as he tried to catch his breath, and you pulled yourself from his neck to smile hazily up at him. "Was it good?" Joe asked, and you chuckled, brushing back his curls.

"Yes, my love," you told him. "So good. I didn't know I could squirt, that was interesting."

"A surprise, for sure," Joe laughed. "But it was hot. Can you do it again?"

"I don't know how I did it the first time," you chuckled. "I don't know if I can do it again."

Joe huffed out a laugh, and he leaned up on his elbows, rocking his hips into you again. Your nerves were so scorched and sensitive that you instantly let out a yelp, and Joe said, "Well, let's see."

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joe quinn x reader #joseph quinn smut #joe quinn smut

[nanamistiee]

how the jjk men would react to you crawling in their laps + being cute // headcanons

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ soft ( + slight nsfw for toji hehehe ) jjk men as your boyfriend head canons ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ satoru: ) ✧  honestly? you crawling into his lap would take him by surprise. normally HE'S the clingy one. satoru is all about physical affection, touch, and pda so the moment you're crawling into his lap, he's wrapping his arms around you and peppering your skin with kisses. you are NOT going anywhere, either. he's decided he's holding you captive and there's nothing you can do about it, so expect to be stuck on the couch or wherever you're at for the next couple hours.

satoru is a super goofy lover, too, so you best believe he's 'booping' you on the nose and telling you you're beautiful, cute, pretty, or a combination of all three. he's also pretty big on braiding your hair, even if it looks absolutely awful.

honestly, out of all of the jjk men, he's also the one most likely to ask you to do this, too. he'll be sitting on the couch looking at you like you're his entire world (which you are) and he'll just "c'mere." and practically demand that you crawl in his lap bc he can't get enough of you.

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ suguru: ) ✧  suguru isn't super big on touch -- it's just not his thing. he's not clingy and absolutely nothing like satoru as a boyfriend. HOWEVER this does not mean he's opposed to this, because he's not. honestly, he's the one most likely to tilt his head like a confused puppy and ask what you're doing with a big ol' smile on his face. but, he still accepts you with open arms.

his touches are light and gentle. he's gently stroking your arm or lightly playing with your hair. he's not big on touch, but that doesn't mean he can't keep his hands off of you. no, when you're the one initiating the contact, he's like putty in your hands. he'll rest his chin on the top of your head and ask you to stay there forever; all of his demons and dark-natured thoughts go away so long as you're there with him.

suguru is big on deep conversations so don't be surprised if the minute you're looking at him with doe eyes, he starts telling you you're beautiful + the girl he wants to marry. hell, he might even start brainstorming what colors you two would choose for your flowers at your venue. to him, there's nothing better than these sappy and sweet conversations late at night where he can talk about your future together and how he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ kento: ) ✧  this is kento's favorite thing you can do, honestly. especially if it's after a long and exhausting day after work. he won't exactly ask for it, for he knows you're just as busy and exhausted as him, but, he can't lie. the minute he catches you in the corner of his eye heading up to him, he's setting his book -- cup of tea -- whatever it may be, down so that you can crawl into his lap with ease.

immediately, kento is breathing a sigh of relief, especially if you have a smile on your face; he's looking into your sparkling eyes and he wouldn't dare look away. it's like instant serotonin for him, truthfully. you immediately wash all of his stress away and he's so thankful for it. he's wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight. he's not exactly one to voice his needs and wants -- no, you're his sole focus so no matter how tired he might be, he's still worrying about you. he's kissing you on your forehead and asking you every last detail about your day. kento can listen to you talk for hours. he's pretty quiet so he's usally just the kind of guy to nod along and keep eye contact with you so you know he's listening (not that you'd ever have to question it!) but even he can't help himself from interrupting you to tell you just how lucky he is to have you in his lap right now.

as a matter of fact, he's begging you to stay exactly where you are. he'll wrap his hands around your waist and position you just right so the two of you can cuddle on the couch. as a matter of fact, he's even placing a takeout order so you two can stay right where you are; he's savoring every last minute of spending time with you. you try to protest? nope, don't even bother. he's shutting you up with a kiss so you have no say in the matter.

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ toji: ) ✧  don't let him fool you, toji is a sap. honestly, i don't even think you'll get a chance to crawl into his lap. no, the minute he sees you, he's throwing you over his shoulder because toji is an aggressive and demanding boyfriend -- in the sense that he'll throw you onto the couch wwe-style with a big ass smile on his face, or wait until you walk by just close enough so he can snatch you by the waist and pull you into his lap -- he can't even lie to you, your surprised squeals are absolutely adorable and he can't stop himself from doing this, no matter how many times you've "toji, you scared the HELL outta me!"

on the off chance that you actually get to crawl into his lap, though, toji's gonna pretend like he's all annoyed. 'oh come oonnnn.' he's protesting and whining but the minute you look up at him and giggle, he's folding. he's complaining about your eyes and how you're looking at him -- 'not those eyes' -- but you know he's absolutely loving every minute of it. he's just gotta keep up with the tough guy act for a bit. he's gonna complain the entire time but god forbid you actually try to get up and go anywhere. have you seen those hands?? those arms?? he's so strong. you're not going anywhere, babes. he'll even tell you such. to double down on this, he's already touching your shoulders, your neck, etc -- just know the massages would go crazy!! he's absolutely head over heels for you so he's doing ANYTHING to get you to turn into putty in his big hands.

toji is such a tease. he can't help himself when you're in his lap -- he's whispering something about your ass is in his lap or how your head is in his lap in your ear because he knows it's gonna make you all red. he can't help himself. you're hot and he simply cannot go without letting you know this.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ thanks for reading owo my ask box is always open !! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk imagines #satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #kento nanami x reader #toji fushiguro x reader

[frudoo]

Random König Headcanons

Hey y'all! This is my first post on here so I hope it's alright <3

These are all pretty SFW (for now >:)), so I don't think there's really any content warnings??? Idk let me know if I'm wrong.

Likes going to Build-a-Bear. Will definitely make your bear and his bear kiss.

This man can COOK. Oh, you want takeout? Nah. He's already pulling out the ingredients for your favorite dish. Buys the two of you matching aprons.

Talks to animals like they're babies. I also feel like the man just... attracts wild animals like birds and squirrels. Undercover Disney princess??? Perhaps.

Speaking of babies... the man is so good with kids. Laughs all giddily when toddlers climb him like a tree. Wants you to have his babies so bad

Actually has a decent singing voice. Get him drunk enough and he's doing karaoke like a pro. Oh, and if you agree to sing a duet with him??? He's GONE. Goes all out.

Likes to hold pinkies when walking around in public. He likes holding hands, too, but when he's feeling a little more anxious he'll intertwine your pinkies. PDA isn't his strong suit but he HAS to be touching you at all times, and it's like a pinky promise that he'll always be there with you :,)

Draws patterns/words on your back with his fingertips when y'all are laying in bed. Mainly a bunch of pet names, "I love you"s, and hearts. And cartoon penises

This big burly BEAST of a man loves being the little spoon, no matter how impractical it is. Honestly loves any cuddling position though.

Pouts when you're not giving him enough attention. His lips get SO puffy when he's jealous. Talking to one of his friends? He's grumbling German insults to them under his breath. Eventually he'll just scoot closer to you on the couch and rest his legs on top of your lap. BAM, now he's got your attention, even if it's just you telling him that he's crushing you. Big ol' lap dog.

Likes to do your hair!! He'll take pictures of what he's done and show them to you like a hairdresser :,) It could be the worst hairstyle you've ever seen but you're wearing it PROUDLY.

On the rare occasion that you two go out to a restaurant, he REFUSES to tell the waiter if his meal is wrong. Oh, it's shrimp and he's allergic to shellfish? He's telling the waiter he loves it and will just stare at the untouched plate sadly. Also will not let you trade plates with him because what if the waiter sees??? Tries to sink under the table when you finally cave and tell the waiter that the order is wrong. Glares at you the entire time he eats his new correct meal but is secretly so thankful. <3

Is absolute trash at video games. One of the best combat soldiers on the planet, but put a controller in his hands??? He's lucky if he gets three shots in.

Bought an engagement ring two weeks after you two started dating. I mean, he literally fell in love with you immediately upon seeing you for the first time, so are you really surprised??

Is a really good gift wrapper. His hands always start cramping around the holidays because he does most of the wrapping. His love language is 100% physical touch/gift giving btw.

Adding onto the singing thing... I just think he would be a really good musician, specifically a drummer.

NOSE NUZZLES. Like the Brendan Fraser type of kiss where you just rub noses after. He just gives off those romantic vibes <3

Unconventional kisses. Eyelids, the tip of your ear, everywhere you have moles, your calves, ankles... the man is obsessed with you, and he's kissing you wherever he can reach.

ADORES taking baths with you. Candles, rose petals, bath bombs: he does it all. Washes your hair for you. Lots of forehead and temple kisses.

I am unwell. I need him so bad.

Please feel free to reblog if you'd like!! I hope y'all enjoyed my little (very self-indulgent) rambles. :)))

#könig x reader #könig cod #headcanon #fluff #call of duty #könig fluff #cod #könig mw2 #my baby my BABY #need him more than oxygen tbh

[spdrvyn]

wrong kind of rivalry — MIGUEL O'HARA

☆ you and miguel are constantly at an impasse, but your coworkers seem to think otherwise. requested here.

rivals to lovers. fluff. hurt/comfort. lotsa romance. sorry, this one took a while for me to put out, school and stuff </3

"Not even a chance. Every single I enter the room, those two are arguing about hoo or ha." 

"That's 'cus you don't see the chemistry, ol' man."

Mayday babbles in the carrier, reaching out of her dad as her little fingertips graze the stubble on the lower half of his face. He coos at her and Hobie smirks, flicking a curl that curtained her forehead. 

"I bet fifty pounds that those two are shaggin' behind our backs." 

"Shagging? Uh, oh, oh—" Peter covers his mouth in shock, before moving them to cover Mayday's ears. "Don't say that, there's a baby present." 

Hobie chuckles, "She don't have a clue," 

"Clue about what exactly?" Miguel frowns, putting his hands on his hips. His presence seems imposing like actually, but at least one person has gotten jumped by his sudden intrusion in conversations. Would you really be part of this strike force if it hadn't happened to you?

"Clue about the world, existence, growing up." Peter retaliates, but it's clear that it was just a panic response. Mayday giggles and Miguel raises a brow at it. 

"Right," he rolls his eyes, walking past the both (technically, three) of them. It's hard to tell if he's actually out of earshot, but neither of them care. 

Peter leans in closer, "Fifty dollars." 

-

The bellowing silence of the room was enough to sweep anyone away, the two spiders awaited the familiar hum of the portal as they waited and waited and waited.

Unfortunately, both of them had lives to attend to. Peter knew that M.J. couldn't, wouldn't, be mad at him but he could already imagine the amount of subtle glares he'd be getting while putting Mayday to sleep. Hobie also had his own duties, uninformed and mysterious but duties nonetheless.

That works well on your part, those two don't get to see you and Miguel huffing and puffing back on the way to his office as irritated banter fills the air.

"I just don't get what's so hard to understand about this,"

"Maybe if you just left it be, there wouldn't be anything to discuss."

The way that Miguel seems to just want to brush this off causes your blood to boil, it makes you want to get syringe and suck the life out of yourself. The urge to pull your hair was growing too strong.

Not to mention the eyes of multiple Spider-people on you, it was an embarrassing sight. For them to see you chasing after your rival a.k.a. boss as he ignores whatever the hell you're talking about.

Before the big, intimidating sliding doors to his office close, you trail quickly behind him. You're desperately out of breath, limbs aching from the long trip you've made to the tip top of headquarters, but you try like you always do.

"I messed up, Miguel." the dejected tinge in your tone makes Miguel's nails dig into the inside of his fist, his lips purse into a straight line. "You're allowed to be mad at me, just because we're... different now doesn't mean that I'm free from punishment."

"Different? Is that what you're calling our relationship now?"

"Dating feels like such an awkward term,"

"Maybe our secret is getting to you," Miguel's lips quirk up into a small smile. God, he looks pretty. Big fingers cradling your chin upwards so that you can look at him. Properly. "Anomalies slip more often that I want, it's just a fact and it's bound to happen every once in a while. I've gotten used to it by now."

"I know, but still-"

"No buts," he says, firm. "Do whatever you want, try to recompense for your mistakes but I'm letting you know now that it's fine."

You let out a frustrated sigh, Miguel lets go of your face but not without pressing a kiss to your temple.

"I will find a way to make it up to you, just watch me. I'm very capable." you frown, making your way out of his office.

Miguel shakes his head, gaze locked on the determined look on your face. Sure you will.

#spiderman: across the spiderverse #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #x reader #x gn!reader #miguel o'hara x you

[blossoming-mind-palace]

Chung Myung SFW Alphabet

Decided to separate this from the original NSFW post bc I wanted to see how it performs engagement-wise. I'll leave a link to the NSFW one at the bottom, and I'll probably do the same for the rest of them.

TW: Alcohol and mentions losing people

SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

I feel like his favorite ways to show his affection would be through acts of service and words of affirmation. His acts of service are domestic acts like making your plate or saving booze for you at the dinner table. When it comes to his words he makes sure to tell you he loves you at least once a day, because you never know what day will be your last.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Mount Hua's most mischievous duo. You can read each other's minds and go out for drinks regularly.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Likes to be the big spoon or to be tangled up with you. He also like being the little spoon when he's feeling vulnerable.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He didn't get to marry or have kids during his past life, so I feel like he'd want to settle down in this one.

When it comes to cleaning he's decent. If I remember correctly his room isn't messy in the webtoon, so he probably cleans regularly. He probably makes his bed after he wakes up too.

When it comes to cooking I feel like he started a couple of kitchen fires when he was learning how to cook. He's a decent cook now though!! I feel like he'd be into meal prepping.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He'd probably be blunt yet respectful. Sorry, but I don't have a lot for this one. I don't like angst.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He's definitely a date-to-marry kind of guy. Hookups and affairs are a waste of time to this old man!! He would probably marry you after around 3-4 years. He really wants to get to know his partner before putting a ring on it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

When compared to other disciples, he's definitely more gentle with you. He's only rough during training because he doesn't want you to get injured in a real fight.

He's also softer emotionally. The disciples think he plays favorites when it comes to you. (They're right)

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He gives the big ol' bear hugs. He also hugs you more often when you two are alone. He dislikes it when other people gawk at you two. They just can't fathom the fact that the rabid dog can be soft and affectionate with someone.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Due to his inexperience, it takes him a while to realize his feelings for you. Like he feels them, but he doesn't know what they are. He takes a while to tell you that he loves you because this is new territory for him. After the first time, he won't hesitate to let you know that you're loved and appreciated.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He trusts you to be loyal, but he will get grumpy if you spend too much time with someone else. Again he knows you won't cheat; he just wants all of your attention and some brat is stealing it!

If someone's flirting with you he will get pissed. This situation can end in two ways. Way #1 has him showing off that you two are together via physical affection. He wants to rub it in that you're his, and that this person should back off. Way #2 is just him beating the fuck out of that person unless you want him to stop.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He'll give quick pecks on the forehead and cheeks when in public. When in private, he likes to kiss you anywhere and everywhere.

He likes being kissed on his shoulders and lips.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He's really good with kids, and it shocks everyone around him. He likes to roughhouse with them but knows how rough is too rough. He wouldn't forgive himself if he accidentally hurt a little kid.

He also strikes me as the kind of guy who's a strict parent but loves to spoil his grandkids. Is open to having kids or adopting in the future.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Definitely a man with a routine. We already know that he wakes up early, probably makes his bed, trains, and then washes up. He probably eats breakfast after all of that.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

You probably go to bed earlier than him. He trains by himself before bed, and I headcanon him as someone who showers before bed.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He'll try to open up about his past, but he can't be completely transparent. He just doesn't know how people would react if they found out he was the plum blossom sword saint. Besides that, he tries to be as open as he can without revealing his identity.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

This is Chung Myung so we already know he's easily irritated. He has more patience with you than the other disciples. Like he'll actually let you tease him and stuff. You'd have to betray or lie to him to make him genuinely angry. Besides that, he's pretty lenient with you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He's an observant man, so he'd have your favorites, your mannerisms, your opinions, etc. memorized. The kind of guy to remember something you mentioned in passing like two years ago.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It'd probably be when you get into a fight for him. Like you noticed someone talking shit, things escalated, and you ended up fighting that person and won. He'd like it even more if you defended him on the battlefield. He's probably the kinda guy to get turned on by his s/o fighting.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He's pretty protective of you, and would protect you if you couldn't handle things yourself in battle. He rarely needs to be protected but will find it hot if you try to protect him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He likes more casual/domestic dates, and he won't put in much of an effort unless you want him to. Normally he doesn't feel the need to woo you unless it's an anniversary, birthday, or if you guys haven't seen each other in a while. On days like that he'll go all out, take you to town, go shopping, take you to a restaurant and order your favorite foods & booze, and then rent a room at an inn for the night.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

We already know he has terrible manners. His ass does not know how to act at the dinner table. He's probably gone to bed smelling like alcohol multiple times. He also likes to hog up all of your free time and wants all of your attention. It's not bad to me (clingy men <3), but I know some people would get irritated by that.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He's not super concerned with his looks. He's a naturally pretty boy despite not having a skincare/haircare routine. He's the kind of guy that washes his face with water and he still has perfect skin.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

After a long-term relationship absolutely! Hell, even if you two were platonic, he'd still be sad if something happened to you. At this point, he's attached to all of his disciples and you're one of them. If any of y'all died he'd feel like he's lost of piece of himself. If you two were in a long-term romantic relationship that'd be amplified tenfold.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He'd love it if you cooked for him. You know those tiktoks where people make cute lunch boxes for their s/o's? Bring one of those to him after his training and he'll want to marry you on the spot. He also likes it when you feed him. Spoil his ass.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn't like people who lie with malicious intent. He'd also be turned off if their partner is controlling.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Good luck sleeping with Chung Myung, because he's a chaotic sleeper. You'll go to bed in a cute cuddly position and wake up with multiple limbs in your face. He's also warm-blooded, so he's more likely to cuddle during the winter. If he lived in the modern day he'd be the kinda guy who always sleeps with the fan on no matter the season.

Also, he old man snores.

NSFW side here! (minors dni) Original template here!

Please lmk if you guys want more :'}

#rotbb #return of the blossoming blade #rotmhs #reuturn of the blossoming blade #chung myung #cheong myeong #cheongmyeong #x reader #cheongmyeong x reader #chung myung x reader #reader insert #gn reader #prompts #sfw #fanfiction #sfw alphabet

[sinful-mind-joyful-thoughts]

A little blurb/one-shot from the A Rose Without Thorns universe CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE

Warnings: illusions to sex, talks about dark topics in books

Summary: Joel asks you about a book you're reading and gets an idea

WC : 490

You lounged on the couch, engrossed in a book while Joel and a couple of other contractors worked on your roof. As you approached the end of your book, Joel entered the room, his forehead glistening with sweat and his work belt loosely hanging from his waist, carrying the scent of sawdust with him. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. With a smile, Joel approached you, planted a kiss on your lips, and allowed you to mark your place in the book before setting it aside.

Joel sat down next to you, and you moved your feet so he could sit, but he swiftly brought his hands to put your bare legs on top of his lap. The simple action made you smile. "How's your book going, sweetheart?" Joel asked, picking up the book. It almost made you panic. "Oh, just peachy..." Joel squinted and examined the cover. His eyesight was getting worse with age, that's for sure. He read the cover aloud, "Haunting Adeline..." He put it down and turned to you. "What's it about?" Your eyes went wide, and you struggled to find the words. "Well, um, you see..." Joel gave you a look. "It's a spicy romance..." you stated bluntly. Joel raised his eyebrows and picked up the book before flopping it in his hand. "This big ole thing?" He seemed genuinely shocked, and it made you giggle. "Yeah, about 600 pages of very well-written spicy romance." Joel put the book down and leaned back on the couch. "Tell me, what makes it so spicy?" he asked.

You looked at Joel and blushed a little as you started explaining, "Well, this mafia stalker falls in love with this book writer, and the whole story is their game of cat and mouse... But it's not just in romance. The guy, um... he likes seeing her scared, so every so often, he kinda just says run and chases her into the forest surrounding her house for... um..."

Joel chuckled and said, "Well, who does that sound like?" as he pointed out the similarities between your relationship and the one described in the book you were discussing. You laughed and playfully hit him on the shoulder, saying, "We aren't that bad. You don't chase me like that." Joel quickly caught on to what you were implying and asked, "Do you want me to?"

As soon as he spoke those words, you felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment. You were completely caught off guard and didn't know how to respond. After a few moments of awkward silence, you finally spoke up, "I guess we could try it, but I want to be surprised. The thing that makes it so good in the book is that the main character doesn't know what's going to happen next." Joel smirked and stood back up. He walked into the kitchen as you smiled and said, "You've got yourself a deal, sweetpea."

#the last of us #fanfic #tlou #joel miller #joel miller au #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel tlou #sinfulmindjoyfulthoughts #tlou au #joel miller fic #joel miller fanfic #joel x reader #joel the last of us #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fluff #joel miller blurb #joel miller smut #joel miller the last of us #the last of us smut

[wheels-of-despair]

@funsonmunson-again's Birthday Week Writing Challenge Oliver Soon-to-be-Munson and the Best Birthday Ever The Eddie: Janitor!Eddie The Prompt: #6: write me something domestic. use your eddie of choice, reader pregnant or not, just give me something for my ovaries to combust to. show me dad!eddie Words: 3.8k? It just kinda... happened. 😳 Contains: Oliver's first birthday with Janitor!Eddie and Teach. Notes: I did some bad math and figured they'd get Oliver in about 1994, so this is meant to take place that summer, while they're just fostering him. Then somebody dropped new Eddie Age info and I was too far into it to recalculate. Disregard if this conflicts with the official timeline. This contains no I Love You's - because I don't know if they're there yet at this point, and those firsts aren't mine to write anyway. (But I'd love to read them, hint hint.)

"Ollie's got a birthday coming up. Any ideas?"

"Hmmm," Eddie hums, crawling into bed after a long day. He settles his head on your chest and wiggles the rest of his body so close, he's nearly on top of you. You smile and wrap your arms around him. You both lie there and think quietly for a moment.

"I don't think we should do anything too big," he says thoughtfully. "Just something normal. If his mom gets him back, we don't want his next birthday to be drastically different."

"Good idea," you agree, twirling a strand of his hair in your fingers. "What's considered normal these days?"

"You're asking me about normal?" he chuckles.

"Nevermind," you laugh. "What was your most memorable birthday?"

"The year it was just me and my mom," he answers quickly. "Dad was in jail. Mom made me a cake and gave me a little red matchbox car. It was all I played with for months."

"Aw," you coo, scratching his scalp gently.

"Then Dad got out and stomped it 'cause I left it in the floor." You kiss the top of his head and hold him a little tighter.

"What was yours?" he asks.

"We were never really big on birthdays. Just dinner and a present or two. Cards from relatives. Very low-key."

He hums and nuzzles into you. You let out a sigh.

"I kinda feel like we should just ask him, but I think it would put too much pressure on him. Poor baby's still afraid to ask for seconds at dinner. Even if he had something in mind, he probably wouldn't tell us."

A sad silence falls over the room. You want to give your sweet boy the world, but you don't know if he could handle it just yet.

"Wayne used to take me to the movies," Eddie says.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Dollar Days at The Hawk."

"The Hawk?"

"There used to be a theater on Main Street, before the mall moved in and turned it into a ghost town. When times were slow, and there was nothing good out, they'd show old movies. A double feature for a dollar. It was old black and white stuff, mostly. The first time Wayne took me, it was pirate movies. That's what kicked off my pirate era."

"Pirate Eddie, huh?"

"Oh yeah. Talked like a pirate for almost a year. Badly. Every stick was a sword. Surprised Wayne didn't make me walk the plank." You chuckle, and you can feel him grinning into your chest.

"I bet you were adorable."

He scoffs. "Pirates are not adorable! They're rough and tough!"

"If you say so, baby." You kiss the top of his head again with a grin.

"Anyway, that was our thing. My birthday's a movie dead zone, so there was usually a Dollar Days promotion going on. I don't think we ever saw pirates again, though. It was mostly westerns after that."

"Was there a Cowboy Eddie era?"

"You bet there was, little lady," he drawls. You cackle and quickly quiet yourself, hoping you hadn't woken up Ollie. "I was gonna move out west and live like the good ol' days. I wanted a ranch with horses and cows and a good dog and a pretty lady."

"Well, one out of five's not bad, I guess." He looks up at you in confusion. "You got the lady, at least," you tease with a wink.

"That's all I need," he whispers. You give him a kiss on the forehead, and both return to your previous positions.

"So, making Oliver a cake and taking him to the movies?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Good morning, birthday boy!" you smile from the stove, where you're keeping an eye on the bacon.

Oliver has finally wandered in, still in his pajamas. He's hugging his teddy bear with one arm and rubbing his eyes with his free hand. This child is the cutest little thing you've ever seen.

"Happy Birthday, bud," Eddie says, coming in from the living room.

"Thanks," Oliver says shyly, looking at the floor.

"What do you think: Breakfast first, or a present?" Eddie asks the boy with a mischievous grin.

Oliver's eyes light up, but he shrugs.

"What do you think, sweetheart?" Eddie asks you.

"I think I'm not quite done over here yet, so you should probably start with a present. That alright with you, Ollie?"

He nods, and you grin at him.

Eddie ducks back into the living room and returns with a neatly wrapped box, which he sets on the table with an exaggerated grunt. Oliver looks from the gift to Eddie to you, silently asking permission.

"It's okay," you encourage him with a smile and a nod.

He sits at the table and carefully unwraps it, almost like he's afraid of what's inside.

What's inside are ten Hardy Boys books.

The school library had a few random volumes left over from the 50s, and Ollie always had one checked out. They were his favorites; he would read the same four or five mysteries over and over again.

You'd never seen a child so happy about getting a book. His jaw dropped, and he reached out and ran his finger along the spines. You'd found a boxed set of the first ten books at a thrift store. They looked almost like new.

"They're really mine?"

"Of course, bud," Eddie assures him.

"For keeps?"

"Yup," you chirp.

First, he hugs his books. Then he hugs Eddie. Then he runs over and hugs you. (You step away from the stove when you see him coming, not wanting him to get too close to the hot pans.) And then he returns to his books, staring at them like he's afraid to take them out.

Eddie seems to sense this, and pulls his chair closer.

"Have you read any of these yet?" he asks.

"This one," Oliver points to a spine, "and this one. I think."

Eddie pulls out the first book Oliver pointed at and reads the summary on the back.

"Yeah, that's my favorite!" Oliver says in amazement when he sees the cover of the book Eddie holds, which is facing him. He excitedly pulls the rest out, one at a time, and carefully inspects each cover.

While he's busy poring over every detail of the cover art, Eddie gives you a smile that almost makes you forget the breakfast you're supposed to be cooking. The ding of the oven timer brings you back to reality.

Turning back to the stove, you hurriedly pull out a pan of biscuits and start turning off burners. Eddie gets up and pulls down a stack of plates for you.

"Alright bud, ready for breakfast now?"

Oliver nods, carefully putting his books back into their box, in the correct order. He tries to pick it up off the table, but struggles until Eddie swoops in. He's just a little guy, after all.

"Wanna put these in your room for now?" Eddie asks. Oliver nods and follows him to the bedroom; Eddie with an armful of books and Ollie with his teddy bear. By the time they get back - the books had to go on a shelf, obviously - breakfast is on the table. Bacon, and eggs, and biscuits made from scratch. The only person who was a bigger biscuit junkie than Ollie was Eddie, so you had two very happy and full boys that morning.

"What time's the thing?" you asked inconspicuously, washing the last of the dishes.

Eddie, who's on drying duty, looks down at his hand. He'd written down the showtime when he double-checked the paper that morning. "11:20."

"You wanna get Ollie dressed while I hop in the shower? If I go out smelling like bacon grease, every dog in town's gonna be chasing us."

He laughs and kisses your forehead, hanging up the dish towel and heading for Ollie's room. You drain the sink and make your way to the bathroom, smiling when you overhear Eddie teasing a fun birthday adventure while trying not to spill the beans.

After you're all dressed (and de-baconed), you hop in the car. Ollie watches curiously from his booster seat in the back.

"Where are we going?"

"Do you really want to know, or do you want it to be a surprise?" You turn around and give him a smile while Eddie drives. "It's okay either way. It's your call, bud."

Oliver shrugs.

"Do you want a hint?"

He thinks about it, then nods his head. A nod instead of a shrug. Progress!

"We're going to the movies."

Confusion clouds his little face.

"Have you ever been to the movies before?" you ask with a smile, hoping that it's disguising the panic you suddenly felt. Had he really never been before? Is this going to be overwhelming for him? Why hadn't you thought of this?!

"Like when we rent tapes?"

"Not exactly. We're going to a theater."

His face is blank.

"It's a big room in the mall, with lots of seats and a huge screen."

"Muuuch bigger than our TV," Eddie adds.

"And we watch the movie there?"

"Yup, on the big screen."

"Why?"

You look at Eddie helplessly, and he chuckles at you.

"Because it's fun," he says. "My Uncle Wayne used to take me on my birthday when I was little. We'd get a bucket of popcorn, and a drink, and then go sit in a comfy chair and wait for the lights to go down. They show you previews of other movies coming out soon, just like on the tapes we rent. And then they turn the real movie on. You've never seen anything like it. It's so big! It doesn't even matter what the movie is. It's just a cool thing to see, and a cool place to be."

"Especially when you're there with your favorite people," you add, looking at Eddie with a smile. He reaches over and squeezes your hand.

"So, sound like fun?" you ask, turning your attention back to Ollie.

He nods. You'll take it.

Oliver is understandably nervous when you arrive at the theater. It's his very first time, after all. He clings to your side from the minute you help him out of the car. Eddie buys the tickets at the box office out front, and sticks them in his front pocket. You walk Oliver around the lobby to look at the posters while Eddie waits in line to buy a bucket of popcorn and a drink from the counter inside.

Ollie's eyes linger over the candy counter when you come to meet Eddie, but he doesn't say a word. That's alright. You'll hook him up later, you think with a smirk. Moms have their ways.

("Their ways" meaning you bought candy at the dollar store a few days ago and hid it in the bottom of your purse. You feel no shame about this. Movie theater candy is highway robbery. Just the facts.)

With a bucket of popcorn and a gallon of soda, Eddie leads the way into the theater. He picks a spot in the back, away from everyone else, and you all get settled in. You check your watch.

"Ten minutes to go. Probably a good time to hit the bathroom," you note. Eddie nods.

"Wanna hit the head before the movie starts, buddy?" Oliver shrugs. "C'mon," Eddie says with a smile and a tilt of his head. They leave together, and you guard the popcorn.

They come back just in time. Oliver sits between you, munching on popcorn and looking around. There's not a whole lot to see in here; it's a morning matinee, and the movie's been out for a while, so there's only a handful of other people. Then the lights go down, and Oliver tenses.

"It's alright, it just means the show's about to start," Eddie whispers to him. Oliver looks to you, and you nod in agreement. He sits back in his seat and pulls his knees up, resting his chin on them. You and Eddie share A Look over his head.

And then the screen comes to life. Oliver's eyes widen. You and Eddie are both trying to watch him without being obvious about it, and failing hilariously. You watch him all through the previews, completely transfixed by the clips on the giant screen in front of him.

When the theater chain's roller coaster intro came on, you thought Oliver was going to lose his mind. His eyes were the size of saucers, and his jaw was dangerously close to coming unhinged. You and Eddie grin at each other. This was the show you came to see.

And then the lights dim more, and the movie starts. Oliver perks up at the Disney logo, which he is very familiar with. You and Eddie's traditional Friday night plans of "dinner and a movie" looked a little different these days, but you loved them just the same. Maybe more.

A song blasts through the speakers scattered throughout the theater. Oliver leans forward, seemingly possessed by the music, inching closer and closer to the empty seat in front of him as each new animal appears. By the time the lions show up, he's standing, grasping the top edge of the chair in front of him with both hands, like it's all that's keeping him from falling into the movie.

You cover your mouth and look over at Eddie, who is grinning so hard, it looks like it might actually split his face.

After a few minutes of letting him soak it in, you reach forward and hook your finger through his belt loop, pulling him back to his seat gently. He lands on his chair with a light bounce, but doesn't seem to notice. You and Eddie share another grin, and start digging into the popcorn.

You've never seen any child pay such close attention to anything for so long in your life. And you've spent quite a lot of time around them. But Oliver remains focused throughout the entire movie, from the opening sunrise to the final scene where the good guy triumphs. He didn't even get scared during those freaky hyena scenes.

When the lights finally come back on, Oliver sits back in his seat and breathes for the first time in an hour and a half. He looks up at Eddie, then at you.

"Well, what'd you think?" you ask.

"This was the best birthday EVER."

The cub's ruling may have come a little early, because the day was still young.

Oliver had been too captivated by the movie to eat anything, and you and Eddie had only eaten half the popcorn, so you brought the bucket home with you. You looked back at him, munching on a handful and staring thoughtfully out the window. You wished you knew what was going on in his head…

But you soon found out. After he'd eaten his fill of popcorn and had time to process the mind-blowing event of going to the movies for the first time, and he started talking. And he didn't stop.

He told you about his favorite scenes, and his favorite characters, and what his favorite song was, and that he knew all along that the good guy would win in the end. He'd memorized so many details from the movie, after only one viewing, you were extremely impressed. You and Eddie nodded along happily, laughing and gasping in the appropriate places of his passionate re-telling.

By the time you got close to home, Oliver had nearly talked himself out. His blinks were becoming longer, and he leaned his head back against the seat. Eddie, who'd been keeping an eye on him in the rearview mirror, took the long way around instead of his usual shortcut. Oliver was asleep when you pulled in the driveway.

Eddie handed you the keys and opened the back door to unbuckle Oliver and pull him out. You led the way up the front steps and unlocked the door, holding it for your beautiful boys. Eddie carried Oliver into his room and came back out with a grin.

"You think he liked it?" he asks, causing both of you to burst into a fit of hushed giggles.

"Wayne'll be here in an hour and a half. Wanna get stuff ready, or lay on the couch for a few?" Eddie asks. You look at each other for approximately three seconds before heading to the couch.

You doze for about an hour, then get up and start working on Oliver's birthday dinner. You've got a salad to make and a cake to ice. Eddie's got grilling to do. After all the vegetables are washed, Eddie goes to wake up Oliver. When they return to the kitchen, you send them both outside with a pan full of vegetables wrapped in foil. Eddie might not be great with the baking, but the man can grill anything.

A few minutes later, Wayne knocks twice, then lets himself in as you're starting to frost the cake you baked late last night.

"Hi, Wayne!"

"Hey, darlin'. You need help?"

"Nope, just finishing up. You need a drink?"

"Eddie's got the cooler outside. Uh…" You look up from the cake to see Wayne rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, just like Eddie does. "You got wrappin' paper?"

"Yeah, hall closet." You point, and he shuffles over and pulls out a roll of blue striped paper.

"Scissors?"

"Scissors and tape are in the top drawer closest to you," you point again. "You need help?"

"I can wrap a damn present, girl."

"Then why didn't you teach Eddie how?"

"Boy wouldn't sit still long enough." You both grin, and he pulls something out of his flannel pocket and drops it on the table, turning his back to you and getting to work.

You slather the last of the frosting on your cake as Wayne walks the roll of blue paper back to the closet.

"I, uh… I didn't have any."

"That's okay. I've always got plenty, appropriate for any gift-wrapping occasion. Help yourself, any time."

"Thanks. Uh... all I had was newspaper, and I didn't have time to make it to the store and back… I, uh, didn't want the boy to feel like he was an afterthought." Your heart swells, but you can already hear Wayne's "don't go gettin' all emotional on me, girl", so you take an alternate route.

"Wayne, you know it's what's inside the paper that counts," you say with a wink. He chuckles, and Oliver peeks his head inside the door.

"Eddie says to bring him some dang meat."

"Tell him to hold his dang horses," you laugh, reaching into the fridge for a plate of burgers and hot dogs. Oliver relays your reply out the door, and you can hear Eddie cackle from his place by the grill. Wayne stuffs the little package back into his pocket and reaches for the dang meat. You pick up your salad and follow him out the door, which Oliver holds for you like a gentleman.

While Eddie cooks his dang meat, Oliver tells Wayne about his day so far: breakfast, books, the coolest movie ever. Wayne grins, then pats his pocket with a questioning look at you. You nod. He pulls out his present, and hands it to Ollie.

"Another present?!"

"Yup. Happy Birthday, little man."

Oliver looks at you, and you nod, giving him the go-ahead. He tears off the paper to reveal two matchbox cars: a red one, and a blue one.

"What'd you get, buddy?" Eddie asks, leaning over to see. He freezes when he sees the two little cars.

"I figured you needed two so you could play with your-- with Eddie," Wayne corrects quickly.

"Thank you!" Ollie says with a grin, holding his cars closer to inspect the details. Eddie shares a look with Wayne, then looks to you. You give him a warm smile, knowing exactly what this reminds him of.

Dinner went great. You had burgers, hot dogs, roasted veggies and corn on the cob, salad, and potato chips. (Eddie insisted that having a cook-out without potato chips was against the laws of America. Wayne and Oliver backed him up on this. Who were you to argue with the laws of America, as decided by the people?)

You brought out the cake and stuck the candles in it. Eddie insisted that everyone sing "Happy Birthday" to Ollie, and proceeded to dramatically air-guitar his way through it. Oliver laughed so hard at Eddie, and at Wayne rolling his eyes at Eddie, he had to hold onto you for support. He finally caught his breath and blew out his candles. While Eddie was removing the candles and preparing to cut the cake, Ollie looked up at you with his big eyes. You leaned down closer, sensing that he wanted to tell you something.

"Do you want to know what I wished for?" he whispers.

"If you tell, it won't come true," you whisper back. He looks thoughtful for a moment, then grins.

"Cake?" he asks.

"Cake!" you repeat.

"Cake." Eddie says, placing a piece in front of Oliver, then handing you one across the table.

"Cake?" Wayne asks, not wanting to be left out.

"Cake!" Eddie says, giving Wayne a piece, then settling down with his own.

After everyone was properly caked, Wayne went home to get ready for work. You and Eddie performed a hasty clean-up (thank you, aluminum foil), and you put away leftovers while the boys played on the living room floor with their new cars. Ollie's favorite color is blue, so Eddie laid claim to the red car. (Even though you heard Ollie tell Eddie he could have the blue one if he wanted, like the sweetest boy in the whole world.)

You leaned on the counter and watched them play, racing and doing daring stunts and making hilarious sound effects as they recklessly 'drove' over any surface in reach. You could watch them for hours, but that would interfere with a certain birthday boy's bedtime.

Ollie never complained when you told him it was bedtime. Maybe because bedtime here meant he got to wear clean pajamas and crawl into his own bed with a full belly and his favorite teddy bear, and have a bedtime story read to him by people who loved him.

He was struggling to keep his eyes open when Eddie finished tonight's chapter of the fantasy book they'd picked out together. You tucked him in while Eddie turned on the nightlight.

"Good night, baby," you whisper with a kiss to the top of his head.

"Good night, buddy," Eddie said quietly on his way to the door.

"'Night," Oliver mumbles sleepily, "was best birthday ever."

It really was.

Bonus: Oliver's wish was that he could stay with you and Eddie forever. I can tell you that now, because it already came true. 😉

Double Bonus:

#writings of despair #funsonsbdaygame #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #janitor!eddie #i did not mean for this to get so long #it just! wouldn't! stop!

[lamnwar]

i think i may have already requested this so disregard if i did already lol. but could you do headcanons of kagami, murasakibara, and midorima with a tall female s/o. by tall i mean 177 cm/5'10. also feel free to only do kagami if you don't want to write the others :) thank you so much, i love your writing! have a good day/night

Heeeeey thanks for the request! 🥰 I really enjoy writing this as a tall girl simp myself hihi hope you'll like as well <33 I wrote for all three guys bc I love them all, this is fun for me!

TALL AND GORGEOUS // KNB Headcanons

Context: what I imagine it'd be like if these KNB boys were dating a tall fem! s/o :)

Pairing: Kagami, Murasakibara, Midorima x Fem! Reader

Warnings: none! This is me proving once again how much I'm a sucker for fluffly content 😩

KAGAMI

First of all, let me tell you that this boy worships the ground you walk on

He's just so in love with you??? omg everything about you is great to him

Like there's only 2 things in that big ol' head of his: basketball and you

So obviously your height has never been an issue to him

And if it's an issue to others, he'll fight them

Like literally, he gets so pissed when people make comments about your height

Fav part of having a tall s/o is that you're at the perfect height for forehead kisses

He doesn't need to bend, his lips are perfectly aligned with the top of your head

Loves that you can use his clothes in your outfits too

Like the way his black crewneck looks on you *chief kiss*

Not gonna lie, boyfriend Kagami is a real catch

MURASAKIBARA

Atsushi has lived his whole life towering over everyone he knows

So the day you came into his life and he realized that he didn't need to crouch to see you and speak with you, was destiny to him

It's also canon that his type of girl is the tall ones so good for you hihi

He's still a giant, that much doesn't change

But the fact that he can hug you easily because you aren't too small compared to him is a relief

He's a lazy boy, being with you means he has less efforts to make than if he were with someone shorter

Talking of hugs, he won't say it but he just likes how you're right at the level of his chest

So when you hug him, you can hear his heart beat

And it always beats a tiny bit faster when you're around

I'm sorry this is so cheesy but I can't help it, I have such a soft spot for this purple giant

He's less likely to fight people teasing you for your height than Kagami, but he'll definitely scare the shit out of them

He'll just show up behind you and without even saying a word, he'll make them shut up

Doesn't matter if you're taller than most, he'll still give you head pats

I guess that's his love language so you just have to live with those lmao

MIDORIMA

Green boy has done the maths and he estimates that you are the perfect height for him

It's basically meant to be

I shouldn't mention it but he is such a gentleman

Like no man will ever treat you as good as him

He finds your height so elegant

Like the way your body naturally reaches up

You're like that couple, the one where both people are extremely beautiful

Being the tsundere he is, he will never ask for any PDA

But when you hug him from the back, resting your head on his shoulder?

My boy is gone GONE

So please keep doing that!

And sometimes he'll rest his cheek against the top of your head because you make him soft like that <3

#that is it! #in this house we love tall girls #so I hope I did you good with those hcs #request #knb #knb headcanons #kagami taiga #murasakibara atsushi #midorima shintarou #kagami x reader #murasakibara x reader #midorima x reader #kuroko no basuke

[frenchkisstheabyss]

💖 This one's an anon request for our adorable ot8 reacting to their s/o wearing eye patches because of their lazy eye. I am, as always, really happy that I received it. My darling, you are such a uniquely beautiful human and don't you forget it. Pairing: ot8! skz x reader Genre: fluff

Felix cares a lot about why you decided to start wearing one, to begin with. His concern doesn’t come from a place of judgment. He just wants to make sure that you don’t feel like you have to wear it in order to be attractive because he loves you exactly as you are and he’ll reassure you of that as many times as it takes for you to feel secure in that fact.  No stranger to wearing eye patches himself, Han understands that the decision to wear one isn’t the easiest to make. He truly wants you to feel comfortable in your own skin so he offers to start wearing one too so that you don’t feel awkward in certain situations. Even if it's just hanging out at home, he’d wear two and walk around blind before he left you feeling alone.  I.N doesn’t think much of you wearing an eye patch. You know it’s there. He knows it’s there. It doesn’t mean anything or change how he views you. Especially not when there are 1001 more interesting things about you than that. You’re his partner, his best friend. You're his favorite face to wake up to and his favorite voice to hear on the other end of a call. You get him in ways that no one else does. What else could possibly matter? The reaction isn’t as passive when it comes to Seungmin who’s a bit agitated about the situation. It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with being worried that you made the decision because someone bullied you into it. Who did it? Just give him a name. He might be overprotective at times but it’s only because you’re so special to him. If there's anyone in this world he's a big ol' softie for it's you and that'll never change.

Hyunjin supports you wearing it since he knows you choose to do it at least partially to treat your eye but he hates that the other part of it is insecurity. Something he’s always loved to do is draw these beautiful sketches of you in his notebook. It excites him that he can add your eye patch to those portraits now. It's something new to love about you. He truly hopes that his art can make you see the beauty in you that he does. It’s no secret that Changbin loves to be showered with praise but he loves showering you with it even more. He’s far from pushy with the way he cheers you on but he’s your #1 hype man and it's basically instinct now to cheer you up when it's needed. On days when you might feel down about your eye patch, he puts in extra effort, turning to you at random moments to tell you how lucky he is to have you and he means it. Minho’s support of you isn’t too verbal. Hell will freeze over before he ever makes you feel like you can’t talk to him but his way of making you feel comfortable while wearing your eyepatch is more subtle. You can find his offerings of affection and comfort in those starry-eyed gazes in your direction, in those gentle squeezes of your hand or your thigh when he senses insecurities flaring up, and in those sweet forehead kisses that make your brain tingle.  You aren’t escaping a full-on discussion when it comes to Chan. There’s no pressure to tell him how you feel about wearing one. You can’t help but open up to him when he questions you though. He'll sit up with you all night if needed, letting you express yourself, giving you the tightest cuddles, and making you laugh with his cheesy pickup lines. At the end of the day, he just wants to make sure you’re happy with whatever you do and he’ll put his whole heart into making sure you are. 

#stray kids fluff #stray kids headcanons #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #bang chan fluff #lee know fluff #lee felix fluff #seungmin fluff #i.n fluff #hyunjin fluff #changbin fluff #han jisung fluff

[sofiiel]

Eddie would adore a bald head.

(don't come @ me for this alright, just-hear a baldy lover out for a sec!)

Him just kissing your head everywhere because he can and no hair gets caught in his mouth, and there is one spot that kind of ticklish, so you giggle when his lips lightly brush against it.

Easy earlobe nibbling access.

Hats fit you perfectly and our boy, who lives in a monument to caps, is coming home with a new hat every time he finds a cool one he thinks fits your style.

You have to tell him to stop, or you'd be buried in hats. Even then, he just comes home with a pout of his face and holds up the new hat he bought. "But I love you....and it's cool....please?"

He's also buying you hats he'd want to wear, but his big floof of hair won't fit in it without extreme hat hair and...he can't risk that.

He likes to rest his head on top of yours because there's an extra closeness when his cheek is nestled against skin. (trust me, I've had bald dates/partners and there's a hard to describe....closeness. They laughed at me, but it's there) and he's just snuggled his face to the top of your head.

The type that wears scarfs? He's in your collection, digging through them. Like a child playing dress up because he's in love with the patterns and colors.

Eddie's out there looking for bandanas to color coordinate with your scarves, to tie about his head or dangle from his pocket. He wants to be that matchy couple. Why? Because you have a cool version of it that he can brag about. "Yeah, we're in that phase where we're matching accessories. Scarves, actually. It's pretty serious." - he brags to the boys.

He can see your earrings without having to hunt for them, and he likes to put them on for you. That smile on his face when you let him. Got gauges? Piercings up your ears? He'd fall all over himself

Eddie can get extra playful, play wrestling in bed - no fear of his knees pinning your hair causing a painful accident for you (there's a story there). He can mostly guilt free pick you up and plop or splash you in a pool or a hot tub at will without the risk of ruining the hairstyle.

No seconds wasted in the head of the moment when you feel like going down on him, you can really feel his trembling fingers as he grips your head to go deeper into your throat OR to halt you as it just feels so good his senses are on fire, and he needs a five-second break.

If you're the type who gets tattoos up there, Eddie's at the shop watching you and contemplating, he's twirling his hair around his finger because "I could do that....it's grow back, and I'd have secret tatties..." is playing in his mind. He's got tatt envy.

The type to wear wigs when you want a change? He's trying not to be fetish about it but....he's probably losing his mind a little at how often you can switch up your style hair or no hair, scarf, hat, whatever...

If you aren't naturally bald, and it grows back, he'd probably want to help you with buzzing it. He has experience in this, even if it was only in middle school.

It's metal, it's edgy, it's unique, it's industrial, it's fashion, it's soft, and it's so fucking beautiful. And it's uncomforted beauty at that.

And then you know he's a menace...yes he is. so you will have to put up with him lovingly doodling with eyeliner or something up there. But it's like....little scenes of you two as stick figures. They're holding hands or smoothing or something.

Or he's written Corroded Coffin's logo on you. "Eddie's Place" or "Mine" or something like that. He won't leave it up there, he's just having fun with you. In return, he lets you write on his big ol' forehead with the same about of love.

#eddie would be a fellow bald lover I know it - i'm so dead on this hill you can see my grave and smell the rot #eddie munson thought #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you

[alyswritings]

Daddy's Girl

Request: Hi! could I request a Rudy Pankow daughter one, that she is very shy and only likes to be with her dad. fluffy moments 🥺😍 thank you!

Rudy Pankow x daughter!reader

Summary: Y/N is a daddy's girl.

Warnings: fluff

a/n: thank you for the request! hope you all enjoy!

(gif not mine)

"Come on, munchkin! We gotta get ready to go!" Rudy calls out as he walks through his apartment. Him and his three year old were eating breakfast and after when he told her that they had to start getting ready, that's when the toddler decided to start a game of hide and seek. She thinks if she wins, they can stay home.

"Y/N!" Rudy calls in a sing song voice. "C'mon, baby girl." He says, continuing to look through the apartment for the tiny blonde. He sighs, having already looked in most of the rooms.

Rudy freezes when he hears giggling. He hears more and tiptoes to where the sound is coming from. He walks into the kitchen and hears the giggles coming from one of the lower cabinets.

Rudy bends over a bit, closely listening until he knows exactly which cabin contains the giggling three year old. He walks closer, pulling the cabinet open.

"Gotcha!" He yells, loud giggles coming from Y/N. "C'mon, my little princess." Rudy grabs her, carefully getting her out of the cabinet. "We gotta get ready."

"I don't wan' go." Y/N whines, slumping against her father's chest.

"Why not? You don't wanna see your new aunts and uncles?" Rudy asks, Y/N immediately shaking her head.

"Wann' stay wit' you." Y/N says as Rudy sets her down in her room.

"You will be with me. I may not be next to you every second, but I'll be there." Rudy assures. He takes her pajama shirt off, quickly replacing it with her T-shirt.

"Cuddle." Y/N pouts.

"I will hold you as much as I can today. And then when we get home later you can have all the cuddles you want. I promise." Rudy tells her. "But daddy has to work. If he doesn't, we can't get you food or toys. No more random ice cream dates."

He watches Y/N's eyes widen at the thought of no ice cream dates.

"I wove ice ceam dates." Y/N protests.

"I know. So to keep 'em going, I gotta go to work." Rudy says. "You'll be okay, I promise."

Rudy helps her finish getting ready and then he gets everything either of them may need. Rudy picks her up, going to the car and soon enough they're on set.

Rudy gets her bag before unbuckling her and picking her up. Y/N nuzzles her face into the crook of his neck, one hand tightly holding onto his shirt, the other gripping a stuffed animal.

"Pankow! And tiny Pankow!" Chase exclaims.

"What's up, man." Rudy greets, using his free hand to do a handshake with the older actor.

"Hey, Y/N." Chase softly greets, moving behind Rudy so he's in Y/N's line of vision. He softly smiles at her.

"Hi." Y/N quietly mumbles, her hold on her dad's shirt tightening.

Chase gently smiles at her, but doesn't push, used to her shyness by now. The rest of the cast greets Rudy, giving Y/N smiles and waves, but not pushing the toddler to interact.

Rudy goes to his trailer, dropping the bags off, and he gets in costume before going to the hair and makeup trailer. While he gets put together, Y/N stays cuddled up in his lap, playing with the rings on his fingers and his bracelets.

Afterwards, Rudy keeps Y/N in his arms, holding her as long as he can. She does request to be put down at a point, the two playing outside of the chateau.

Eventually Rudy had to start filming so he put her in his cast chair.

"Stay wit' you." Y/N says.

"I'll be right over there, okay? But if you wanna stay near me, you have to sit here and be very, very quiet." Rudy tells her. "Think you can do that?"

"Otay." Y/N dejectedly sighs, slumping in the chair.

Rudy cups her head, peppering her face with kisses making the little girl let out wild giggles. Rudy grins when he stops, giggles still escaping her.

"Be good and quiet, okay?" Rudy says, Y/N nodding. He places a loud kiss to her forehead before walking to where they're filming.

"Big ol softie." JD teases.

"Shut up." Rudy shoves him, a small smile on his face.

- - -

The cast are out at dinner, the restaurant a bit crowded with lots of people. Y/N is in a high chair, placed between Rudy and Drew. They all have their food and are still making conversation while eating.

Y/N wanted to sit in Rudy's lap, but he told her it would be too hard for either of them to eat their food that way. So she reluctantly got put in the high chair that Rudy pulled as close to him as possible.

"Okay, I gotta take a leak." Rudy says before turning to Y/N. "Hey, princess." He gets her attention. "Daddy's gotta go to the bathroom, but I'll be right back."

"No." Y/N whines.

"It's okay. I'll be back in, like, five minutes. That's a really short time." Rudy promises, but his daughter simply deepens her frown. "You can keep eating, baby. Just focus on your food." He kisses her on the head before leaving, Y/N sadly watching him go.

Y/N nibbles at her food, waiting for her father's return. She watches everybody else have conversations, eventually covering her ears when the table erupts in laughter, it being too loud for Y/N's liking.

Y/N hears a chair scrape against the floor, turning to find Rudy sitting back down.

"See? Back already." Rudy smiles, scratching her head. Y/N holds her arms out to him. "You done with your food?" He asks and Y/N nods. Rudy grabs her, pulling her out of the highchair. Most of her food is gone and even if she is still hungry, he's easily able to transfer her food onto his plate.

Rudy puts Y/N on his lap, the girl cuddling into his chest. Y/N pats her dad's chest which gets his attention and she points to her plastic cup of lemonade that's on the high chair. Rudy gets the cup and gives it to her, the girl protectively holding it in both hands, her head resting on Rudy's chest.

Rudy keeps his arms around her so she doesn't fall, one hand softly rubbing her back and his other is used to take some more bites of his food, making sure to get nothing in the toddler's hair.

By the end of dinner, Y/N's already half asleep. Her head rests on Rudy's shoulder as he carries her out of the restaurant, the cast finishing up conversations before bidding goodbyes and going their separate ways for the night.

Rudy opens the back door and carefully puts Y/N in her car seat.

"Daddy?" Y/N sleepily mumbles.

"Hey, hey, I'm right here, baby girl. It's okay, munchkin. We're going home." Rudy says.

"Me an' you?" Y/N asks.

"Yep. Just me and you." Rudy confirms. A sleepy smile graces Y/N's face, glad she just gets to be with her dad now. Rudy finishes buckling her up before he places a kiss to her forehead and then shuts the door.

He gets in the car, driving home. As he turns the car off, he looks back and finds Y/N asleep. Rudy lovingly smiles, getting out and going to the back.

He slowly gets her out of the car seat, not wanting her to wake up.

Rudy gets all of their stuff and goes up to his apartment, locking the door behind him. He goes to Y/N's room and manages to get her in her pajamas, deciding he'll give her a quick bath in the morning.

"Sweep." Y/N yawns.

"Yeah, princess, you're going to bed. It's okay." Rudy whispers.

"Sweep wit' you." Y/N clarifies.

"Okay. That's cool." Rudy says. He picks her back up and grabs her stuffed animal and blankie. He goes to his room and puts her in his bed, tucking her in.

Rudy changes into his own pajamas before getting in bed next to her. Y/N immediately cuddles into his chest, the blankie and stuffed animal securely in her grasp.

Rudy strokes her hair to help her fall asleep faster. He places a soft kiss on her head, snuggling her closer.

"Night, princess." He whispers, ready to get taken to dreamland himself.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse

#rudy pankow #rudy pankow x daughter reader #rudy pankow x daughter!reader

[elliotts-pocket-crab]

Okay I’ve got another one. Headcanons for how the candidates would react to seeing the farmer getting hot and sweaty for the first time? (While working of course 😉) Causing them to get flustered while farmer is confused. 😂😌

I wanted to draw a little visual comic for this scenario but I can't fucking draw so if anyone wants to draw this as well as my other hc scenarios PLEASE DO!

Ok ladies first!!

Haley: the farmer would be clueless per usual, thinking 'oh no, Haley probably thinks I'm all gross right now!' But she silently adores your work effort and watches you swing your scythe and cut down your wheat. She thinks you're so strong and gazes at you from afar on the porch stuck in a shameless daydream about you. She'll make you lemonade as an excuse to come closer.

Emily: she'd openly tell you she likes your "natural smell", assuring you that it's a good smell. You think it's kinda strange, but you're glad she doesn't mind. She loves to see you focused and in action. Try not to act weirded out if she just comes up, wraps her arms around your neck and takes a big ol whiff

Abigail: 'that's so... hot...' she's completely riled up by seeing you like this! Her face would be burning red! Don't be surprised if she asks you randomly tonight if you want kids or not.

Leah: she likes to watch you chop down trees. She compares it to how she makes her sculptures and how very different it is. Her work is about being delicate with the wood and yours is about chopping and swinging. When you walk up to her afterwards she tries to play it cool and not let you know how hot she thought you looked

Maru: she adores seeing you so enamored in your work! It's more in a romantic and wholesome way though, she'll stop by and bring you a wet towel and dab it on your face in the hot summer, then she'll kiss your forehead

Penny: penny is the most flustered, her heart's pounding like crazy and if you try to talk to her she'll be a stuttering mess. Somehow the farmer doesn't see what's going on.

Da boys:

Shane: he's so attracted, like after seeing you working up a sweat he'll be in the best mood. Marnie will ask him what's got him in such a good mood. He'll give you a peck on your sweaty cheek but try not to look too uncool. He's resisting the farmer-loving urge to scoop you up and give you a million kisses

Elliot: seeing you like that will encourage him to throw you a surprise romantic dinner on any given day. You're his motivation to work harder on his book, once you start working he's compelled to do the same.

Harvey: there's nothing he loves more than watching you be so strong. He loves his strong farmer, and it seriously gets him going. He's super embarrassed about fantasizing about you like this, but its hard to think of anything else when he sees you like that. He's one of those people whos constantly nervous that someone can read their dirty thoughts in public and just hopes you arent a mind reader.

Sebastian: all he can think of is how attracted to you he is and how much he hopes he's not blushing. He thinks it's too embarrassing to blush and doesn't like to show it, so he's constantly flipping his hair into his face and pushing it away so you can't see his expression

Sam: he'll try to distract you in a way that distracts him from how hot you look. "Hey look at this skate trick!" While you're trying to pick your tomatoes so he doesn't allow his face to start looking like a tomato

Alex: openly flirting with you telling you how hot you look. He doesn't go too far, not as far as he'd like to go, just some sweet little comments here and there

#stardew valley elliott #stardew valley haley #stardew valley shane #stardew valley haru #stardew valley emily #stardew valley harvey #stardew valley alex #stardew sebastian #stardew farmer #stardew valley #stardew valley hcs

[rurulyywrites]

☁️🍋A Birthday Massage|Epel Felmier X M!reader|

Pairings: Epel Felmier X M!reader

Plot: (pretty self explanatory. Birthday sex with a bottom Epel)

After a very... Questioning? Appearance of Y/n,he decides to give Epel a massage to ease out his current birthday stress due to Vil. With extra service.

Requested by: Two_faced_bish

"Epel X male reader (and make Epel the bottom"

Unsure if you wanted a lemon but I gave you one since you said "make Epel the bottom" and I assumed it was a lemon. If not them tell me and I shall humbly oblige

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Yes this will suck

And also yes my power is out as well.

Wonderful

Btw just me or why does my plot sound like something outta a Brazzers video... For people who don't know Brazzers,istg don't look it up. They're in Phub and that's all the information you'll get outta me.

And pretty PRETTY late bday special for Epel as welll

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3rd person POV

I absolutely HATE being babied.

"So! Epel,happy birthday! What'd you like for your birthday? We could throw a party for you, a big one!"

Vil said,clearly super enthusiastic about my birthday

Rook and Vil were in Epel's room,trying to do his makeup and dress him up.

Keyword;trying

He didn't really want an all expense paid huge birthday party. He just wanted to be with his boyfriend,Y/n.

"I don't really like big stuff--" "oh the bigger the better! I'll go set--" "Vil.. please? Can you just leave me alone?" Epel asked,catching the two off guard.

"For my birthday? I'll decide on what I'll do and i-it'll take a while." Epel said as Vil sighed "Can I at least finish your makeup?" Vil asked

"Roi de possion,we should let him be" Rook said as he slowly dragged Vil out of the purple haired's room,closing the door behind him.

Epel sighed and stood up to remove the thick makeup on his face before plopping down,face first, on his bed. Shouting against the mattress.

"Does anyone want to leave the tower, Rapunzel?"

Suddenly,a familiar voice spoke to him. A voice he always loved.

"Y-Y/n?!"

"Sup Epel" he said with a smirk as he leans on the window frame

"What are you-?! Why are you there?!" Epel said as he stood up and walked slowly towards Y/n. "We all know Vil wants a huge party for you. And I, the best boyfriend in like- all of Twisted Wonderland,want to take all that stress outta your shoulders with a good ol' massage" Y/n said smiling childishly and doing jazz hands. "Why..? Well you did explain" "Oh I'm the best" "yes, you are" "Anyways when are you gonna let me in? Trey, Cater and ADeuce are dying rn" Y/n asks plainly "Oh sure-- WAIT WHO'S DYING?!"

"US!!!" Cater, Trey and ADeuce shout all together "Oh crap! Hurry and get in!"

Epel said as Y/n nods "thanks boys,could not have done it without y'all"

Y/n said as he's fully inside of Epel's room,looking down to see Trey standing on a leader with Cater on his shoulders and Ace on his shoulders and Deuce on his shoulders.

"Glad... Its..  over..." Cater said in between pants "Please do not eat anymore,Ace" Cater whispers

"The tarts were good and you can't lie!"

"SHUT UP! How are we gonna get down here?!" Trey shouts as a wave of realization hits them.

"Ok Deuce is jumping off. We're going down, top to bottom"

Ace said as he throws Deuce away and so did Cater to him. Until they were all on the ground "THANKS GUYS!"

"FUCK YOU /NO PROBLEM #BESTIE/GLAD IT WAS OVER WITH /SEE YOU,Y/N SENPAI"

They said as they left "Ha! They're absolutely adorable and totally didn't hate me" Y/n said with a chuckle as Epel sighs at his childishness.

"Just your entrance to here already got a whole year's worth of stress from Vil away" Epel said as Y/n smiles warmly at his as he kisses his forehead. "Happy birthday,apple pie" Y/n said as Epel hugs him.

"I just wanna be with you right now" Y/n whispered as he ran his hand through Epel's hair. "A little massage?" "Yes please.."

Epel said as he broke out of Y/n's hug. Y/n left to close the window and grab some scented oil when he suddenly heard clothes drop on the floor.

He turned to see Epel,just in his boxers. "I uh.. I thought you prefer massages with clothes?"

Y/n asks nervously as he looks away to hide his blush. "I only did that cuz I thought it'd make you uncomfortable. I didn't wanna step in too fast since we just dated about 2 months ago"

he said as he chuckled and laid down on his stomach on his bed,waiting for you to massage him.

"Well then,I guess so" Y/n says as he nervously approached him and poured some scented oil on his hand before rubbing it in Epel's back and massaging him starting from his nape.

To Y/n,this was a normal stress relieving day for Epel.

But to Epel..

He wanted his stress to be relieved.

In some other way.

"Ahn~ mhm..~ there~" Epel starts moaning while Y/n massaged him. He shrugs it off and kept massaging. But the moans didn't stop and it kept making Y/n hard and harder to maintain to relieve Epel. Till he started moaning Y/n's name.

"Oh you like that?"

Y/n said still massaging him,Epel wanted it so bad.

"Y-yes~!"

That's all he needs

Y/n stopped massaging and flipped Epel to be laying on his back. "Hard,I see." Y/n said as he had one of his hands on one side of Epel's head. While the other? Exploring.

Y/n starts to grind his palm against Epel's clothed hard on,making Epel moan again. "I know you want to feel relieved. Away from all that stress that Vil's been giving you. Just how relieved do you want?"

Y/n said in a dominating yet mysterious voice,Epel knows he has something yet he was too focused on the sensation he feels down there. "Ah~! I wanna feel so fucking good~!"

Epel said as he goes crosseyed from the pleasure he's feeling yet unable to ejaculate.

"Well then,relax and let me do all the work" Y/n said as he leans in and kisses Epel while slowly and teasingly removing Epel's boxers.

One his boxers are fully removed,Y/n broke from the kiss and lightly stroked Epel's cock. Making him moan I'm the process. He was enjoying this. They were both enjoying this.

The two kept getting cock-blocked by Rook and Vil almost all the time ever since it's been 3 weeks before Epel's birthday. Now's the time they'd get to have fun.

Y/n stopped teasing and held Epel's base,making him gasp at the touch but soon eased. Y/n slowly starts pumping his cock as Epel moaned in rhythm of the pumps. Gradually getting faster as Epel moans louder.

"Ahn~!! D-Don't! .. ah~ stop... I'm close~"

Epel moans as Y/n smirked as he starts to pump slow. Irritating the birthday boy.

"I just said don't stop! I was close! Its my birthday!"

"Oh,I know. We can't let you finish like that. So why not get on all fours and I'll finish you with my dick penetrating your little hole."

Turns out, Epel ate his words.

Epel turned bright red as he gets in position. His ass out and ready for Y/n.

He giggled and took his pants down and them his boxers. Too lacy enough to fully take them off.

"Ready?" Y/n said,grabbing his cock and rubbing it against Epel's hole

"nghh~ please~ just shove it in!"

Epel moans as Y/n smirks and shoved his cock into Epel's hole. Making him moan so loud that Y/n was worried that Vil and the other students might've heard it. It was 3 pm on a Sunday after all.

"Shh.. don't want Vil barging in that door now,do we? The walls don't seem to be thick enough to not let that moan pass through"

Y/n reminds him as he thrusts into Epel

"ahnn~! I don't c-care~! Just fuck my brains off!"

"As you wish"

And with that,you picked up the pace and force of your thrusts. Till all that you hear were skin hitting,your dick going in and out of Epel's wet hole, and of course. Epel's moans of pleasure.

He couldn't get used to your pace and force but that's what he likes.

"IM CLOSE!!"

Epel shouts as you thrust in harder and faster. "M-Me.. too.~! Fuck you're so tight!"

"D-Don't fucking stop!"

And with that,Epel came. Hard. He was panting and panting as soon as the knot came untied.

You,on the other hand, didn't stop.

You're not going to unless you see a puddle of cum on his bed and his mind completely forgot about making the hard choice of saying a yes to an unwanted big birthday party.

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It is 3:38 am when I finished this and I have school. Its a Monday when I publish this in my 2 accounts (Wattpad and Tumblr).

Did I sleep? HA.

Did I sleep? No.

#disney #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #wattpad #twst fanfic #twst headcanons #twst mc #writers on tumblr #anime #diasomnia #epel x reader #twisted wonderland epel #epel headcanons #epel x mc #epel felmier #epel smut #disney twst #twst smut #twst epel

[poisonouswritings]

p

pegging Sage Lesath

just,, just fuck him up

fuck him into the bed til his brain's completely blank and he's drooling all over the sheets

Big ol intimidating dangerous cat mercenary man begging you to fuck him harder and babbling about how good your cock feels slamming into him

ur smaller and weaker? Magic.

Magic that can make him paper light,,, lifting his hips off the bed,,, urk oup I'm not normal

Do I just wanna see him ragdolled around? yes perhaps

now don't mind me, I'm just summersaulting back into my degenerate hidey hole

Reg get out of your hidey hole and come face your degenerate-ness head-on

GN!Reader, the whole post is NSFW (obviously) but the actual sex starts further down so that's where I'll be putting the readmore, depictions of rough sex, sex toys, little bit of aheago, lot of comfort towards the end, Reg I want you to know my mom walked in on me while I was writing this and I had to fucking sit there and have a conversation while praying she didn't ask to see my computer screen

Sage has had,,, a rough day today. He doesn't wanna talk too much about it. In fact it's only because of Tulsi that you know what happened, and even she doesn't have the full picture; Sage was in the forge with her goofing off and being a nuisance, someone who recognized Sage walked in, made some comment about him being 'exactly the same as before', and left. Then Sage got real quiet and upset and left a couple minutes later.

Normally he'd go to a bar when he felt like this but his favorites are all closed for fumigation or maintenance or whatever. So. Here he is. Sulking in your bed. You try to coax him into talking a bit more about it but he just keeps saying it doesn't matter, even though it clearly does.

You sit in bed with him for a minute, scritching behind his ears until he gives a reluctant purr. Then you lean down and kiss his forehead and say there are other ways besides alcohol to shut your brain off for a while.

Like sex.

At first he laughs. Not unkindly or anything! It's just that he's had a lot of sex over the years and he's never gotten that blank-ness you're talking about, not without a lot of alcohol. You're welcome to do your best (more than welcome in fact, he'd love to see you try) but you shouldn't get your hopes up.

:)

You tell him to give you an hour to prep. He agrees and nuzzles into your pillows for a nap. Being surrounded by your scent is comforting and lulls him to sleep pretty fast.

Meanwhile you go over to Felix's study and ask him for a strength potion and a stamina potion. And then ask him to teach you the ward to soundproof a room

:)

Oh and if he can help you pull something out of the Void

:)

Once you've got all your proverbial ducks in a row you head back over to your room. The wards you placed shimmer softly before sinking into the wood of your door.

Good. Now you can have as much fun as you want.

When you go back inside Sage is still sleeping. You keep your footsteps light and gentle as you practically float around the room, grabbing the full-length mirror and propping it up against the dresser that's across from the bed. Then you down your potions. Energy shoots through you, making your whole body feel like it's tingling.

You crawl onto the bed next to Sage, just watching him for a moment. His brows are furrowed. Must still be bothered from earlier. You lean down and kiss his forehead, softly scratching behind his ears. It takes a second for him to start purring. When you pull away to look down at him, his amber eyes are half-open and focused on you. He smiles softly and tilts his head into your hand as his tail winds around your thigh.

You always make him feel better. You know that, right?

Once he's fully awake - and boy does he take his time stretching out - he asks you what exactly it is you have in mind.

:)

A couple minutes later (after you've both undressed) he's panting and balling the sheets into his fists,, his moans are a low growl in his chest as his cock throbs in your mouth,, his eyes are half-lidded as he looks down at where you're bobbing your head up and down his stiff shaft, working your lubed-up fingers in and out of his ass to get him stretched out, adding a second and third once he seems ready to take it. As you coax him closer and closer to the edge, he squirms more and more. You finally pull off his shaft with a pop! and smile sweetly. Aw, does your little kitty cat feel good? :) He does? :)

You crawl up his body and smooch his forehead, scratching behind his ears. You can see the way his eyes go hazy with pleasure. His mouth is a little open as he pants for air.

Not quite desperate enough yet.

You kiss the underside of his chin. He purrs and lolls his head back, baring his neck for you to have free reign. You rest one hand on his chest, feeling his heart hammering against your palm. And your other hand works some lube onto your cock

Cock or strap-on or whatever it is you're wearing. Reg mentioned having it be something from Bad Dragon and I leave you all the website to look through. Anyways I'll be using the terms cock/dick/etc. but it's whatever you want it to be

Once you're pretty decently lubed up, you press the head of your cock against his ass. By now his neck and shoulder is littered with hickeys and he's deeply flushed, drooling just a little as he looks up at you. His soft tail slips around the base of your cock, shifting back and forth and tickling you a little.

Awww :( little kitty is all excited :( baby boy wants to get dicked down, huh? :(

His glare might be more impactful if his hands weren't holding your hips and trying to pull you closer. So you laugh and smooch the tip of his nose and slowly slide into him. His eyes flutter, then squeeze shut, a low growl rumbling through his chest that turns to a pleased purr when you placatingly kiss the underside of his jaw.

For a couple minutes you focus on getting into a decent rhythm. You can tell he's getting impatient, wiggling around and making little noises. When he catches your eyes he grins and says that, hey, you can go a little harder ;3 he can take it ;3

Okay then :)

Cut to ten minutes later when his knees are shoved into his chest and you're absolutely fucking reaming him. His hands are pinned to the bed on either side of his head, your fingers interlocked. The stamina potion means you can really pound away at him. The tip of his tail is going crazy against your lower stomach and the tops of your thighs. His head is thrown back into the pillows, back arched, throat bobbing with each gasp and cry. As expected of him, he doesn't stop talking.

Most of it is disjointed babbles, begging you to not stop, go harder, oh fuck he loves you so much, you fuck him so so so good, you're gonna make him cum, oh gods you feel so fucking good inside him

But you aren't done with him yet, are you?

Thanks to the strength potion, you can basically lift Sage around like a ragdoll. So you've picked him up and settled him in your lap. Gripping his hips and guiding him up and down your cock. His pretty silver hair sticks to his forehead and clings to the sides of his neck as sweat trickles down his body. You squeeze his sides, thrusting your hips up into him. Hard. Pretty kitty looks so good bouncing on your cock like that :) Is he having fun? :) Aw, he can moan louder than that, can't he? Of course he can. He's your good little boy :) Your pretty little slut, melting all over your cock :)

His eyes are dark and hazy, pupils blown wide in pleasure. He's drooling. His hands try to grab your shoulders - whether to anchor himself or just to hold you close, you're not sure - but the strength is just sapped out of him with every thrust you give.

His words are spaced out by gasps and moans and whimpers. It just... feels so... ffffuuuuuuuck feels so good... so deep... so...

But you don't quite have him in that state you want. Not yet.

Now you have him on his hands and knees. By which I mean he's almost limp and you're holding his hips up and that's the only reason he's not faceplanted into the mattress. He's a frazzled mess. You were gracious enough to give him a pillow to bite into but he's mostly just drooling into it.

You rub the tip of your cock against his hole, lazily teasing him. Does your kitty cat want some more? Hm? You thread your fingers through his hair, carefully grabbing from the roots, and pull his head up until you can see his pretty face in the reflection of that mirror you propped up earlier.

If you're significantly smaller than him then the reflection is probably a little bit funny. If he had his wits about him he might laugh. But you've done a great job of fucking his brains right out of his fluffy ears. You kiss his neck, then his cheek. Let the tip of your cock enter him. He tries to push his hips back against you but you hold him in place. If he wants it, then he better beg for it :)

To his credit, he tries. But he's more or less lost the ability to speak. He whimpers and purrs and whines and shifts his tail around the base of your cock but he just can't form any actual words. When he tries, he's slurring so much it's entirely illegible.

You smile and nuzzle into the crook of his neck, leaving a few little smooches and nips along his flushed skin. :) Aw, your cute little kitty feels so good that he forgot how to people-speak, huh? :) Well that's okay :) He doesn't need to know that :) He just needs to keep being a good boy for you :) You kiss his cheek and he purrs as you ease back inside him, settling back into your rhythm. You can pull his hair a little more and make him arch his back (kitty cat is very flexible y'know) so you can kiss the top of his head and that makes him very soft.

And then you get right back into pounding him into oblivion. It only takes a couple minutes before he practically yowls and tightens around you so much it nearly hurts and then he's blowing his load all over the sheets. Probably the last load of several, if we're being honest.

He finally collapses back against you, all the strength completely drained from him. His tail finally unravels from around you He lets out a final little whimper when you pull out of him.

It takes a little bit of time to clean the both of you up, not to mention the bed. Luckily your stamina potion is still burning - albeit on embers - so you're able to do most of the cleanup and get some water. Then you crawl into bed and drag Sage over, guiding his head onto your chest so you have full access to his ears. He slips his arms around your waist and lets his eyes close, purring lowly. And with each little kiss and nuzzle and sweet praise you mumble to him - he did such a good job, you're so proud of him, you love him so so much - the tighter he hugs you.

He sniffles a few times. It's been a rough day for him. And when you make him feel all warm and cherished like this, it's hard to hold himself together. You ask him if he wants to talk about what happened earlier and, still a little cum-drunk, he agrees.

He doesn't like the idea that he's the same person he was five years ago - the same person that abandoned his friends and sister, that killed his best friend, that never would have appreciated someone like you.

You know how much he loves you, right?

You smile softly and stroke his hair, covering his face with kisses. You know he loves you. And he knows how much you love him, right? He hugs you tight and nods sleepily. His tail curls around your knee.

And under your petting and stroking and praise and kisses, he gradually falls asleep, purring softly.

,,,, I mean he has super-healing but I like bullying him so I'm gonna say he walks with a bit of a limp the next day. Felix jokingly asked how hard you went on him and you just smile and sip your tea while Sage beams because he's so proud of you! You really did wreck him. And any time you wanna go again, he's more than ready for it ;)

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[surprisingmarch]

🔥Heat Miser comforting GN!Reader with Anxiety Headcanons🔥

Trigger Warning: Anxiety

-GN! = Gender Neutral-

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🔥 Heat Miser happens to walk into the room when you're mid panic attack, he immediately runs up to you and embraces you in a big ol' bear hug. If you don't like to be touched during a panic spell, he'll let go and comfort you with his words. "Shhh.. it's okay my little ember.. everything's okay. I'll handle anything and everything.." "I'm right here, I'll protect you from anything, even my siblings. Not that they would do anything, but still." "You're with me, nothing bad can happen to you, nothing can get to you when you're with me. Even when you're not in my presence, I'm still protecting you from a distance... whether you know it or not." 🔥Unlike Snow Miser, Heat Miser isn't very well versed in psychology. In fact, he knows nothing about it at all. All he has are his own experiences and the slight comforting insight from when he used to comfort his siblings when they were little... which isn't much considering most of his siblings just had alot of self doubt and a bit of depression. He's quite out of bounds when comforting your anxiety.. but he still manages to comfort you by promising nothing will ever hurt you and telling you that you're beautiful and flooding you with compliments. He offers for you to stay with him for a while or forever if you want, not like he would mind. And he suggests that you both take a little walk around his castle. 🔥 As you both walk your eyes explore each and every little inch of wall, floor, and ceiling that comes across your line of sight. Quite frankly, you find his castle beautiful. The redish stone that the corridors are carved out of is quite beautiful in the dim lighting. Torches lined upon the walls softly light the beautiful unique hallways just enough to see.. the fire crackles quietly, relaxing you further. The walls are carved out harshly, making them look like that of a cave's, yet smooth enough to where it won't cut you if you touch them. Occasionally you'll walk by a small geyser that ejects steam as you walk by, It frightened you at first but Heat Miser assured you that all it shoots out is hot steam, as his castle is built into a volcano and the water is evaporated by the time it reaches the geyser. It amazes you how the castle stays a livable temperature considering there's hot lava some where around it. 🔥Once you take a few laps around the castle, you're completely calm and honestly, a bit sleepy. Heat Miser notices your drowsy demeanor and picks you up bridal style in one fell swoop. He carries you to the guest bedroom and tucks you into a massive bed with silky sheets then kisses your forehead. If you ask him to stay he'll climb into bed and lay on top of all the covers. He throws an arm around you and tells you he loves you and just like that, you're out like a light.

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Author note: Sorry if this is not super comforting, but I tried my best and I hope it makes someone out there happy this winter season! Stay safe and have a wonderful day!

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[specialmoogakii]

The lil oneshot of early midnight be like:

Warning:grammatical errors

You were just trying to eat your lunch in complete peace before Vanessa came to say that monty destroyed another charging station due to his impatient attitude. You missed a lot of lunch times just because Vanessa wasn't able to handle monty; everytime you tried to teach Vanessa,she come up with the excuse "the animatronics prefer you then her" which,not gonna lie, she wasn't lying.

You did notice a few of things that the animatronics use to do only when you're around,especially Freddy, the most iconic of the brand. Freddy always follow you around like a lost puppy,tries to let you join in the kids game to let you have fun,constant compliments and the list goes on. Heck,all your coworkers call you "The Fazstar" or something. You had the impression they were mocking you but you let it slide,you didn't want to ruin your day even more.

Anyway,you're able to eat your sandwich and enjoy these 10 minute of pure relaxation,finally away from the chaotic life outside of the breakroom. That what you thought you would experience but no. Because you hear heavy footsteps coming closer to the door. "

"Goddamn it,please don't be an emergency" you sigh mentally,preparing to her whatever freddy want to say,you knew it was him. He's the only one who got that weird feature anyway.

Freddy open the door and immediately smile at you,waving really happily at you as usual. You waves back in confusion and continue to eat your sandwich,waiting for him to spit out whatever emergency he was assigned to tell you.

But it never happen.

The only thing that broke the silence was you eating the sandwich loudly and the freddy's footstep getting close to you. You gulp a little scared,this situasion was making you nervous even if it was freddy involved.

"U-Uh,freddy?" You says catching Freddy attention even more. He was ready to listen to you. "Do you have an reason to be here,buddy? Cause,you're breaking a rule. You're not suppose to be here" You questioned to freddy, not wanting him to get in trouble just for visiting you. The breakroom was reversed only for employees and if one animatronic enter here.. well you don't know what happen but you don't want to find out.

"No,i actually don't" freddy answered with an nonchalant attitude,only to be soon replaced with those big ol eyes full of love. He kneel down and put his chin on the table, caressing his face close to your free hand.

"I just miss you,superstar" This animatronic has the audacity to hit you in the heart at your lunchtime. You awe and pat him,gladly accepting his request of a headpat, even though its been 2 minute since you last saw him. Freddy being clingy is adorable yet weird for a bear. They should had make him a dog.

"Awe buddy, not you trying to hit my heart so i would forget you broke the rule" you boop his nose to knock him out of his lovedovey state,he look at you with a smile,absolutely unapologetic. Freddy doesn't break many rules,this is the first rule he broke actually.

"Im sorry for that rule i broke" freddy says still smiling,obviously not caring a bit about the little silly rule. "I just wanted some time alone with you,superstar. You're so special to me" freddy get up to give you a kiss on the forehead making your heart melt and probably your sandwich too.

You laugh at him and tries to continue eating the sandwich. Freddy must have take this as a challenge and start smooching you,probably believing the sandwich was more interesting then him.

"fr-freddy! Oh my lord! If its not Vanessa,its you to interrupt me on my lunchbreak!" You tried to say and free yourself from the Faztrap,putting the sandwich down so it doesn't end on the floor.

"Hanging out with gregory was a bad influence on you,huh-" You giggles while Freddy continues to smooching you and showing you all the affection in the world. Until-

"oh my god! Freddy! You're not suppose to be here"

Here's Vanessa. Ruining the moment once again.

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