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enhastolemyheart · 4 months

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enha + boyfriend moments ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

pairing non idol!enha x fem!reader warnings none genre fluff est. relationship nets @k-films @kflixnet

a/n I wanted to try something different this time. sorry i went mia for so long :(( i decided to do something for all of enha boys and i hope u enjoy!! also i totally forgot abt jungwon's allergies while writing his part so less jus pretend he is not allergic to cats :((

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LEE HEESEUNG ツ

i feel like heeseung would always and i mean ALWAYS trap you between himself and whatever other object is there near you. I honestly feel he loves to see you flustered and ears all burning red just from a mere touch as he very smoothly traps you between his arms, nowhere to escape. like, the look on your face is such a ego booster and this little "moment" has to happen at least once a day. It is just a heeseung coded move and it gets you worked up every single time.

"hee, I just had to go get groceries real quick, can you let me go?" You try to excuse yourself from his hold as you were trapped between the counter and his arms. "no baby," he bends to meet your eye level, "you left without giving me a kiss." he moves in so close you think you'll combust. "cmon baby, make it up to me."

more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG ツ

we all know Jay's love language is acts of service and maybe even gift giving. cmon, its obvious that jay is the kind of person to always buckle your seatbelt for you, open any kind of door for you, cook meals that remind you of your culture and hometown, likee he is literally the sweetest boyfriend ever. he's perfect. he is also the type to always have a belonging of your in his bag whenever you both are outside. like that is so jay coded.

your day started with a quick breakfast at a cafe, and then your extravaganza at the amusement park. You and jay went through it all, the amazing food, the thrilling rides. he even held your hand the whole through the roller coaster to help you conquer your fear. he was there every step of the way and you both had so much fun. the sun had started setting and so you both get seated at a highly reviewed restaurant in the park for dinner. Just as the food came, you wanted to tie your hair up, feeling scorching due the humid air and all that walking you did. noticing you were having trouble finding your tie, Jay casually puts his wrist closer to you where a hair tie was sitting. "here, i kept an extra."

SIM JAEYUN ツ

jake is definitely the type of boyfriend to take you out on night drives. windows rolled down, music blasting in the air, one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with yours. you couldn't have spent your night with jake in any other way. he loves you with all his heart and i feel like one way of showing it is through songs, so what's better than listening to playlist he made for when he thought of you, while riding around the city at its most quiet hour?

"baby, i just added some new songs to the playlist." he confesses, giving your knuckles a sweet kiss before bringing it back onto your lap. "yeah? lemme hear it jakey." he giggles as he presses play "i love you, my girl." he looks at you the whole time you were listening, together on a blanket as you indulge the beautiful night sky.

PARK SUNGHOON ツ

one thing that sunghoon loves but doesn't want to admit is waking up in your arms. quite literally, he loves falling asleep on your chest with your hand massaging his back and hair. ugh, he'd just melt to sleep then and there itself. don't get him wrong, he absolutely loves seeing you under his arms first thing in the morning. but, something about being in your embrace where he can be vulnerable and himself is just far much better. he absolutely love your sweet and hoarse voice as you greet him a good morning and then proceed to pepper his precious face with kisses to start of the day right. he feel so much better with you and your presence.

the little kisses being left on the top of sunghoon's hair wakes him up. he looks up at you from his place, hair all strewn, arms wrapped around your midriff while head tucked inside the crook of your neck. you giggle softly at his sleepy smile before running a hand through his hair, "good morning, sleeping beauty." he huff as you see the evident pink on his cheeks. "good morning" comes out muffles due to how close his mouth is to your skin, placing gentle kisses and squeezing your waist. he looks up at you through his eyelashes, giving you a full, sweet good morning kiss and murmuring that he wants to stay five more minutes in bed.

KIM SUNOO ツ

this is such a sunoo coded thing. but, he absolutely LOVES doing masks and manicures with you. like, imagine just sitting on your bed, face masks on and gossiping about anything and everything while painting each others' nails. sunoo is the type of boyfriend in whom you'll find a best friend. like, he is always the first you would go to share news and stuff and vice versa.

"and so because of niki, we got the rest of the day off!" sunoo exclaimed finishing the mini story of a recently occurred event. you couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the story. minutes pass, and now he is painting your nails this time, both of you rocking a baby pink color. you both end up binging 2000s rom-coms before dozing off sleeping soundly in each others' arms.

YANG JUNGWON ツ

ugh. jungwon is such a soft boyfie. he is always by your side helping/accompanying you to anything and everything. jungwon is very kind and caring and takes care with so much love, he loves you more than himself. he is the type to always greet you with warm hugs and cheek kisses. hand holding when going on a stroll outside no matter the time of day. he is also very BIG on words of affirmation. he is always telling he loves you and he makes sure you know.

"omg! won, look!" you point at the stray cat that was situated under a tree near the trail of the pretty park you both are at. he looks at it with wide eyes before slowly moving towards the cat, wanting to greet it. once the ginger cat understands that you both mean no harm, it starts to get close with jungwon rubbing up against his leg. "it is so cute won, it looks just like you!" you exclaim resulting in a chuckle from your boyfriend. he slowly picks up the cat, bringing its face close to his before turning to you. "see baby, you can't tell the difference between me and the cat, can you?" you chuckle softly kissing his cheek. you both decide to take the cat to a vet and then give it some food and shelter for the night.

NISHIMURA RIKI ツ

this kid. as much as playful he is, he is as equal in being sincere and true to himself and your relationship. he loves to tease you. i think quality time is one of his ways of loving you, so i can def see you both out on adventurous dates together. whether it be basketball dates, going to an amusement park together, spending time with each other at 4 am having ice cream, anything and everything you do, it's always filled with love and laughter that make up wonderful memories.

"come on baby, try and take it from me." niki exclaimes as yet again steals the basketball from your hold dribbling slowly towards the basket. "ugh, you and your damn long legs." you mumur. he laugh at your comment before stopping in front of you. he is so close that you know you are going to turn red soon if he doesn't back up. "here." he puts the ball in front of you, and you have to declare yourself stupid because inches before you can get the ball, he raises his arms, putting the ball way out of your hold. "riki! not fair." you out as you try and jump to get the ball. Niki simply laughs at your silly attempts. "you are so cute, you know that?" he bends to meet your eye level, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. "i love you" knowing the effect you had on him, you managed to snatch the ball before running away and yelling, "i love you too dork!" niki smirks at your escape before chasing after you.

a/n. tysm for reading!! i hope u liked it! this was not proofread!!

perm taglist: @jak-ey ; @snoowhore ; @hsgwrld ; @seungiesluv ; @1-800shutthefuckup ; @heeseungshim (send an ask to be added)

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boydepartment · 4 months

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enhypen as things from 2014 tumblr

a/n: i am literally frothing at the mouth that 2014 tumblr is coming back. around 2016-2018 this aesthetic and mentality was my EVERYTHING. now in 2024 the mentality and aesthetic is still there just a lil more.... um flavorful for me 😋😋 but it’s okay! i also had to go on my LAPTOP to lay this out so please like this post... my ass worked hard on this- i also dont know if heeseung's aesthetic photo for his headcanons is messed up?? if it is i am so sorry

warnings- 2014 tumblr was a lil cray cray, but i worked my hardest to make sure none of the photos or themes would be triggering :) if you felt anything negative during reading these headcanons- tell me and i will add it to the warnings. but as far as i know and with my own experiences/disorder everything is pretty good and non triggering! :)

MASTERLIST

🕰️jungwon- specifically that one brand of music

okay let me elaborate: out of my league by the fitz and the tantrums

tongue tied by grouplove

electric love by børns

the really like happy yet sad songs??? he’s very like HES SO TONGUE TIED BY GROUPLOVE IM SORRY???? listen to the song that is jungwon he is that song. he is def like that summer romance who you never speak to again and it’s so sad because you loved him so much but now you’re like strangers. just wait till next summer tho, he’ll make you fall in love with him all over again. it’s bittersweet

⚰️heeseung- knee socks

okay me being out of pocket for a sec

heeseung is absolutely fucking insane and drives me nuts. and so do knee socks. any socks that go above the shin drive me fucking insane because they don’t sit properly ever, no matter the size the sock or the size i am they FALL. but i own like 4-6 pairs, because they look nice and make me feel pretty when they sit properly. heeseung drives me insane but i want to be his gf ☹️☹️

he’s def the type of guy to fix your socks too when he notices they’re shifting

🎥jay- the wallpaper quotes

like the sad ones everyone had EVERYWHERE. i was on quotev during this time around 2015?? and they were EVERYWHERE. bangchans wallpaper from 2018 core

these aesthetic quotes just remind me of jay. music is everything to him so he’s the mf to reblog this being like

“this resonates with me.”

he’s also very arctic monkeys coded but do what you will with that 😋😋HE WOULD SO POST HIS OWN WRITINGS AND AESTHETIC GUITAR PHOTOS. HES LIKE THE TUMBLR HOT GUY. imagine while he’s like super popular on tumblr ur like the actual “rockstar’s gf” aesthetic. LIKE THAT ONE FUCKING PHOTO OF THE 1975 ROBBERS MUSIC VIDEO??? I THINK IT WAS THAT ONE RIGHT??? i’m attaching it rn

💋jake- the bold lip makeup + messy photos

dayum let me get out of pocket rq again

that really specific dark aesthetic where it’s in parking lots and blurry and you can make out the dark lip makeup, bleached damaged platinum blonde hair, and the makeup is messy. everything is messy

HEUWBDJBFJAVSHDBBD that is jake :) he’s def the type of guy to be like “wait let’s take a cool photo.” then kisses you to smudge your lipstick then snaps a photo with the flash so when you’re alarmed by the flash you move and it makes the photo all cool looking bc it’s blurry.

👓sunghoon- the john green obsession

i’ve read every john green book pre 2016

i hated looking for alaska it was fucking insane. however sunghoon is like the good part about the paper towns book. like the fun road trip part. that happened right? or did i imagine that? NO IT DID. sunghoon very like curl up bbg im gonna read this book to you and make little stupid comments during it. def the type to have you in his arms while he reads, you hold the book and he has his hands over yours, softly rubbing circles.

💍sunoo- the victorias secret aesthetic

this is actually me rn sorry, all my clothes come from there pretty much. if it’s not thrifted it’s from victoria’s secret. it’s not just lingerie, they have like everything there. NONETHELESS it also screams sunoo. a lot of it is very like chic in a way and it just fits him perfectly. the black and pink colors, the small pops. it just really fits him. the aesthetic is just chefs kiss. especially since i feel like he’d be obsessed with the lotions (i own the mint chocolate lotion and wear it)

def the type of bf to come home with new body sprays for both of you. probably mixing scents too. MATCHING JACKETS AS WELL

📸riki- the electra heart album

MARINA AND THE DIAMONDS. god everything abt this album screams riki.

me relistening to this album and realizing how much it did effect me😨😨😨😨 maybe i’m just projecting now but besides the point

that album is so like riki coded let me get quotes

“I think I want your, your American tan- I think you're gonna be my biggest fan”

“The pretty lies, the ugly truth”

“All I ever wanted was the world- I can't help that I need it all”

“Rule number three, wear your heart on your cheek- But never on your sleeve, unless you wanna taste defeat”

“You're never gonna love me, so what's the use?”

“you don’t love me- big fucking deal”

"question good and question bad."

okay i’m GONNA BE WRITING A BOOK I HAVE TO STOP. he’s def the type of bf where if he hears you listening to this album he’s like “wtf…” then finds himself humming to it. he’d be like that with all your music taste too. riki with black chipped nailpolish OKAY I WILL SHUT UP ABT HIM NOW

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schrodinger-swriter · 4 months

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If you are still doing the fluff alphabet, could you do A B C E G J and K for Alastor?

A, B, C, E, G, J and K for Alastor

I'm still doing this alphabet! I'm unsure of how long I'll be doing it for, but I'll probably cut it when most of the character's have a good chunk of the alphabet done... or when people understandably lose interest. Which ever happens first!

Apologies if I seem a little off today in my writing, that horrid time of the month is approaching and it's throwing me off. I hope you enjoy, Anon!

ATTRACTION:

Now this one is interesting... see I know full well Alastor is aro, or at least somewhere on the spectrum. I'm just unsure of where he lies, if it was ever stated he was totally aromantic or something else. Personally I write him as demiromantic, or perhaps even greyromantic? We also need to take into account on if he's attracted to your romantically or for other reasons. He would probably like to spend his days with someone who keeps him on his toes, at least a fair amount. It keeps things interesting, and unless he has a reason to, he won't stick around if things get dull.

BONDING:

Alastor seems like the type to listen to music while sipping a glass of wine, or some other alcohol. Complete with sitting in front of a fireplace or some other piece that ties the aesthetic together. Reading, too probably. You're more than welcome to come and join him for some quiet time. I enjoy the thought that Alastor spends his time like this when he's not actively doing his job at the hotel or trying to network or build his power.

CUDDLING:

As most sinners are, he's very warm! Very skinny, though. Boney, even. Cuddling is rare, though, because he doesn't enjoy physical touch all the much outside of some occasion. He definitely tolerates your touch better than other's, but it's better to initiate cuddling when the mood is right. He may not initiate it often, however. Cuddling is exclusively done behind closed doors, he prefers his privacy.

EMOTION:

He shows just enough emotion where it's needed. Appearing happy with you and perhaps laughing if something funny has happened, or getting angry about something. He's not totally emotionless, and some of his true feelings do still shine through. But it's hard to tell where that starts, he's good at deceiving those around him into thinking whatever he wants them to think. He reacts and emotes with you, but he's not wearing his heart on his sleeve. In regards to romantic feelings, he does treat you more.. how does one word it..? How he behaves with Rosie, but more... casual and open.

GIFT GIVING:

Oddly enough, Alastor gives gifts fairly regularly. It won't be everyday, but you can bet that you'll always have a new bouquet of flowers by the time the previous ones had begun to die and wilt. Typically small things like that.

If you give Alastor anything, he will politely accept it. Maybe if you go into his room or into his radio tower, you'll find the gifts you've given him. It's a sweet thought, I think, he'd be ready to discard of anything he truly didn't want or need but here he is keeping the things you've given him, regardless of need.

JEALOUSY:

He conceals his jealousy fairly well, often outwardly portraying it by reminding you why you two are together. Re-enforcing the idea that you two are tied together. Be it literally or not.

He easily puts the other person into the ground, once more.. be it literally or otherwise... though that's assuming the other person doesn't turn tail and run when they realize you and the radio demon are an item. Though, that's also assuming they even know who he is..

He's confident that you won't do anything stupid or leave him.

KISSES:

He typically kisses you on the back of your hands and on your cheek. He does a little bow... dip.. when he takes your hand to place a kiss on the back of it. They're usually quick and fleeting.

Receiving he also enjoys cheek kisses. You guys don't do mouth kisses, tongue or not.. that often.. if ever. No harm there, besides kissing someone who's constantly smiling seems like it would be a little awkward.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin imagine #hazbin x reader #hazbin x you #alastor x reader #alastor x reader headcanons #alastor x you #alastor imagine #radio demon x you #radio demon x reader

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goggles-mcgee · 2 years

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Baker Steve and Rockstar Eddie AU is now going to be called What Baking Can Do (will i write it out? Someday. Hopefully soon)

Anyways I have more headcanons for the au

•Steve doesn't wear polos anymore because of the scar around his neck. His closet is literally filled with the softest sweaters and t-shirts he could get his hands on. The softness brings him comfort and feels nice on the scars.

•He always smells like baked goods and the kids love it. It's why they always give him hugs right when they see him, they love the smell and his hugs are so warm and just the best.

•All the kids help out at the bakery when they can, they think it's fun and plus! Job experience! El, Will and surprisingly Lucas all like to help out in the back, Steve teaches them his recipes and how to bake because these are his kids and they will be his legacy so he will teach them everything he can. Max, while not the best with customer service as well as Mike, are both really good at remembering peoples orders if they are sitting at the tables. Dustin is great as a greeter and handing people their to-go orders. Erica is the best taste-tester.

•Look, Steve is still hella popular with the ladies but now he's just so oblivious to their advances, like girls he went on dates with in high-school are trying to BAG this boy but he's always like, "Hang out? Sorry I can't Lucas has a game that day and I promised I'd make him basketball cupcakes."

"Lunch to catch up? I'd love to Brenda but the kids have their little Hotfire club thingy and I promised I would sit in for the session. Raincheck?"

"Dinner? Oh my god thank you for reminding me! We have a family dinner this weekend and I said I'd bring cornbread and a cake."

The kids think it's absolutely hilarious, like how dare you try to date our mom???? And yes they have purposefully "reminded" Steve of something he "promised."

•Eddie has witnessed this on one of his visits and he too finds it hilarious yet endearing. Like Steve may be a little dumb when it comes to people flirting with him but Eddie likes that in a man.

•Eddie is a romantic and absolutely brings Steve a bouquet every time he visits. He finds out quickly that sunflowers and roses are Steve's favorites.

•Eddie always enters the cafe loudly announcing, "HONEY I'M HOME!" Steve grumbles that he's disturbing the customers but he loves it. He always gets the biggest smile when Eddie comes in.

He especially loves hearing that phrase when Eddie's been gone for awhile due to a tour or something of the like.

•Once Steve finds out who Eddie is he tracks down some of his records to listen to and finds he actually likes some of the songs so when Eddie came in next time Steve absolutely just rambled on and on about how much he loved the songs and told Eddie what he liked about them and Eddie is just slowly melting into a puddle hiding behind his hair.

•Steve let's the kids and Robin play whatever music they want when they are working but when he's by himself he absolutely plays ABBA, The Cure, Wham, David Bowie or Prince.

Eddie loves this ridiculous man despite the Wham

•Steve will absolutely close the cafe if one of the kids call him and they're sad, just plain having a bad day or if they are having an emergency. He doesn't care if it's a rush, or if you need your banana bread right now Bethany, his kids need him.

•When Eddie first started visiting and the kids didn't run into him due to conflicting schedules and what not, he finds out quickly that Steve doesn't know who he is so he has no problem giving Steve his name. (He holds himself back from asking if Steve likes his last name enough to take it)

They slowly start to get to know each other and Eddie tells Steve he writes songs and Steve just declares that he's sure Eddie is great at it despite not reading any of Eddie's songs or listening to the man sing and when Eddie point that out Steve just huffy.

"You're an amazing guy Eddie who has seen and done so much. It's not hard to believe that you are talented at writing songs. You really have a way with words!"

And Eddie just wants to lay on the floor, this boy is too precious. He can't.

•When Robin is down on her days off from school and working at the cafe, her and Steve wear matching "uniforms" which is really her just snatching one of his sweaters (of course matching colors), putting on her apron and she always insists they switch name tags.

Steve always rolls his eyes but he also always does it. That's how regulars know Robin is back because Steve will be wearing the nametag 'Robin'

•They absolutely decorate the cage for every holiday. They go all out and it's always the most fun Steve has had on holidays.

Christmas: Him, Robin and the kids get ugly sweaters to wear for the cafe

Halloween: costumes but Robin and Steve are always Batman and Robin because they think it's funny.

Valentine's Day: Argyle made them shirts with neon colored Sweethearts Candies on them and they wear them every time.

Thanksgiving: Robin thinks it's hilarious for her and Steve to dress like vegetables. Dustin likes to be the Turkey. (Steve is almost always the corn)

•They do decorate the cafe for any member in the family's birthday for the day even if they're not having the party there.

•Eddie absolutely starts writing songs about Steve and that's how his band mates find out about him because they catch him singing the songs and other love songs.

•Eddie loves his band but he doesn't tell them where he goes when he goes to visit Steve, they share a lot, practically everything and he will introduce Steve to them and them to Steve but he doesn't do it right away because 1. He's wooing the man of his dreams 2. He just wants it to be for himself for a while

He does offer them treats though as an apology/bribe

•Eddie loves the kids but he is also terrified of them. Yes they are fans of his, but they clock in on the fact he wants to date Steve so fast and they each give him separate shovel talks. They make sure Steve doesn't see them do it though.

•Eddie fully thinks Steve is this super tender, sweet, sarcastic guy who wouldn't hurt a fly until he witnesses Steve defend him from an overzealous fan (which felt more like a stalker) that had followed them after they had had lunch at this local diner.

The fan had tried to get grabby. Had tried to take a "souvenir."

Steve has a mean right hook.

Steve so looked so proud of himself that he knocked the fucker out. He even put his hands on his hips and smiled all cutesy, "I won a fight!"

Which that sentence isn't terrifying right?

That was their first kiss. Also might have been the night Eddie confessed.

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lowkeyrobin · 3 months

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headcannons where quackity's s/o has tattoos? could also be nsfw, if you're comfortable with it :))

I don't write NSFW but I can definitely do the tattoo part! thanks for requesting!! I don't think I've actually posted a quackity focused thing yet which is surprising to me bc I have like 3 drafts for him LMAO

QUACKITY ; tattooed lover

summary ; you have tattoos and your boyfriend is head over heels

warnings ; language; talk of needles / pain of tattoos, use of quackitys real name (lmk if I should change it!)

word count ; 670

genre ; fluff

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In general, he'll act normal about all your tattoos and whatnot, but inside every time he sees your arms (especially if you have sleeves or some sick ones around your wrists that trail up your arm even a bit) he'll just get a little red in the cheeks. He absolutely loves all your ink. He thinks it's so sick, but he's not committed enough to get any, and he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance.

he went with you to get a new tattoo on your shoulder/upper arm area

he learned you'd be there for like 5 hours and he groaned like a shitty iPad kid and took his phone out while he threatened to call Philza

once he saw the tattoo gun... oh lord it was over

literally whisper shouted at you while the artist got up to get gloves

"that's what you're getting jabbed with??? why are we here again???"

genuinely can't look

once he hears the buzzing he turns his music on and he's staring down while he sits on the couch across from you

"Alex, look!" you smile, "I'm fine"

"how do I know you're not a clone?"

"Holy shit. dude it's the quackityhq duck, that's why I brought you along"

"WAIT WHAT?"

it's not a big tattoo whatsoever, but it's a reminder that he's always with you, how you've grown together and how that's always going to be an era of your content you'd never forget about

literally gets emotional about it

"You didn't have-"

"I wanted to, for the millionth time"

he genuinely didn't know tattoos were so expensive, once you leave he questions why it was 450 dollars and you explain to him how tattoo artist income works

He's not the one to want to peel off the second skin or pop the ink bubbles or even touch the tattoo until the skin goes back to normal. He's just kinda freaked out for some reason, it's just one of those things and it honestly makes sense.

He takes some dedicated time to sniff all the lotions and numbing creams and comment on each and every one, though. All while you're trying to do some aftercare on it and shit, and you just watch.

"this one smells like buttercream icing"

"yeah?"

"ew, this one smells like badboyhalo's ass!"

"why would you even know that? 😁"

If you have any tats without color, Alex will gladly color them in with washable markers like you're a walking coloring book. He'll literally call for you and ask you if he can color on you again, it's cute, really.

"y/n/n, can I color your tattoos again?"

"aren't you streaming?"

"so?"

"yeah, fine"

he has a whole gallon sized ziploc bag filled with Crayola washable markers

like he goes from playing on the qsmp and hanging out with some people to coloring all over you while said people watch 😭

you wave to his friends like "Hello, I am his walking therapy coloring book"

he's like a little kid. You just look over at him like, "Holy shit I could love you forever wtf"

Sometimes, he'll just draw you new tattoos (with washable markers dw) cause he gets bored and wants to doodle on you. Most of the time it ends up being stick figures and dicks but it's okay, it's his way of showing affection.

He'll genuinely think of song that remind him of each of your tattoos. Somehow, some way, he does. He has a whole playlist titled 'Y/n's tattoos', and he rarely listens to it, but he thinks it's fun to think of a new song when you get another tattoo.

Although he is a little concerned because what's gonna happen when you're old and wrinkly? How do the tattoos last? Do they become old and wrinkly like the tattooed grandmas meme? Because if so, he'll rip on you til the end of time.

"well I have a long time before I look like a tattooed elderly person, but okay"

"So you will? Oh my fucking God! BAHAHAHA"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #quackity x reader #qsmp x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #quackityhq x reader #quackity headcannons #alex quackity #alex quackity x reader

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hazybisou · 1 year

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ONE CHANCE

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reader x mark estapa

summary: for weeks, mark has been trying to get y/n to go out with him but he always got a ‘no’. that all changes one night when she admits she’s developed feelings for him after a game.

a/n: literally i got like four drafts rn so have patience with your girl here

you had been sitting in the same spot for 43 minutes and 32 seconds but who’s counting? obviously, you were. as much as you enjoyed your intro to business course, you were tired and were just yearning to go to your apartment. the idea of lying in bed and doing nothing but binge-watch “New Girl” and cuddling up into your blanket was sounding very, very tempting to you. god wasn’t on your side today.

you finished up taking the final bit of notes you needed before you closed your notebook with a sigh of relief. there was approximately 12 minutes left of class and then you’d be free. to kill time you had begun to scroll through instagram.

at the beginning of the year, your professor had gone over the rules and expectations. one of them included how if you were to finish early, for the reminder of class you could just hang out till you were dismissed as long as you wouldn’t distract your peers.

eventually you got tired of instagram which is when you switched to doodling on the back of your notebook. it was quite relaxing actually. to be able to do whatever you pleased. in between classes, you has always loved going into the courtyard and sitting under a tree, whether it be listening to music or drawing, you had found that time to be peaceful. just like now.

in the midst of sketching a rose, you felt someone tap your shoulder. you turned your head and were met with four grinning faces: johnny druskinis, luca fantilli, luke hughes, and mark estapa. they were known around campus for playing for umich’s mens ice hockey team. to many, they were considered to be royalty, but to you? they were just a bunch of childish men who thought way too much of themselves. so what could they want with you?

“can i help you?” you asked, clearly annoyed with the situation already. the boys all looked at each other before they all spoke in unison, “yes.”

“okay…what is it that you need?”

mark was the first to speak, “for you to go out with me.”

silence.

you couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. why the hell would some guy you barely talked to ever would want to go out with you? it made no sense. the most you’ve ever spoken to him was during your first semester and it was only to ask if you could borrow a pencil. even then, he wasn’t this weird.

“you’re kidding, right?” you really hoped they were. you hoped that this was all some sick joke.

he just shook his head, “no, i’m not.”

you squinted you eyes at him before slowly turning around and getting back to you drawing.

the fours boys looked at each other once again before one of them asked, “sooo is that a yes?” it was luke.

you turned your upper body toward them. “why are you asking me to go on a date with you if we’ve barely ever talked?” it's a valid question. no one goes up to a girl they’ve never had an interaction with before and just blatantly asks them out. unless you’re a cocky son of a bitch but other than that it has never happened.

“well first of all, i think you’re a nice person and second of all, you’re cute. ” mark stated.

you just stared at him for a good minute before turning around again. you tried to convince yourself that, that last comment he made hadn’t made you blush, but you could feel your cheeks get hot. “no.”

mark’s eyebrows furrowed before he turned to his teammates, “what do i do now? she said no.” you were still able to hear them but blocked them out as you continued to sketch the petals of the rose.

“man i don’t know! i’ve never had a girl reject me before, what do you want me to tell you?!” luca whispered-shouted and mark just rolled his eyes before turning back to you.

he had leaned forward and was right at your ear. “oh cmon, i’m not that bad of a person.”

you put your pencil down and just stared ahead before answering. “my answer’s still no,” you turned your head and that’s when you realized how close you were. you couldn’t help but feel the heat creep up to your cheeks.

mark had noticed as he had a small smile plastered on his face. “please?” he begged like a little kid when they wanted something.

“you just won’t give up will you?” you knew he would keep pestering you about it until you’d yes but that’s not like you. you weren’t going to go out with some random guy you just met and expect it to go good. you wanna go out with someone who you know and have had moments with. and mark hadn’t checked either of those boxes.

“nope.”

you just smiled before turning around. your professor had dismissed the class and you quickly picked up before walking out of there and heading to you apartment, wanting to forget about what had just happened.

he was cute but that’s all you had to say about him.

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it was finals week and you had a huge exam coming up. every chance you got, you’d be going over your notes, reading your textbook, highlighting and writing more notes down. it was a pain in the ass. which is why currently, you were sitting at a table booth in the far corner at some cafe near campus.

you had your headphones on, listening to your playlist you had created for occasions like this. you were singing the lyrics to yourself, not wanting to make so much noise as you were in public and it’d be embarrassing if someone had heard you sing. you were in the middle of highlighting a paragraph when you felt the cushion dip, signaling someone had sat next to you.

you grab your headphones and wrapped them around your neck as you turned to face the perosn who had decided to sit next to you.

it was mark.

you had no idea why you were even surprised. for the past month, he had been trying to get you to go on a date with him. always sitting near you in class, passing you notes as if you were in high school again and sometimes, he would even leave a flower bouquet on your doorstep with a little note. it always said something along the lines of, ‘beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl -mark’ and if you were to be honest, it made you feel something inside.

you tilted your head a bit as you looked at him in confusion. “what are you doing estapa?” you already knew the answer to your question. normally, you’d want the conversation between the two of you to end the second he’d start talking to you but today you felt like talking to him like you would with anyone else.

“sitting down to talk to you,” he answered before scooting closer and leaning forward to look at why you had been doing. he just raised an eyebrow before he leaned back to look at you. “finals?”

“yeah, it’s been a pain in my ass recently and if i don’t pass this upcoming test, my life is practically over” you remarked as you gestured to your stuff laid out over the table. “it’s just been a stressful week and i’ve barely has time to do anything but study.”

mark only smiled. “i know something that can relieve the stress.” mark noticed how you perked up at the statement.

“oh, please! literally anything would help all my worries go away.”

“tomorrow night, go out with me.” mark inquired. you should’ve seen it coming. at this point all conversations with mark had ended in him asking you out and you giving him the answer, ‘no’.

you sighed as you put your head in your hands. “mark,” you stopped yourself before you could go any further.

mark had turned his body towards you, “oh cmon y/n. just one chance, i’ll make it worth your while.”

“i can’t. i have to study and you should be doing the same.” you said as you picked up your highlighter again and began to resume your reading.

mark rolled his eyes at the mention of studying. “all you do is study. you know you’re allowed to go out at times, right?”

you ignored his comments and spoke up, “my answer’s no.”

“i won’t stop until you say yes.”

“then i guess you’ll be trying for a while.” you shot him a fake smile before returning to your reading.

he only shrugged, “that’s fine by me,” and with that he slid out of the booth and headed out.

what is it with this boy and insisting on taking you out? surely it was all a joke, a bet even, between his friends if he could get you to agree to go on a date with him or not. it had to be a joke.

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it was friday night meaning you had finished all your exams and were happily laying in bed, wanting to relax. you had ‘New Girl’ on and you were enjoying every second of it until your roommate aka your best friend, natalie, had barged into your room. you were pretty sure the door knob had left a hole in the wall.

“get up hoe, we have places to be.” she exclaimed as she began to raid your closet.

you sat up as you stared at her like she were a mad man. “what do you mean, ‘we have places to be’” you began thinking, trying to remember if you had something important to attend to. “did i forget about us having plans or something because i don’t-”

“no, we didn’t have plans but now we do. so get your ass out of bed and start getting ready.” she ushered you into the bathroom and she handed you a pair of light washed jeans, a white tank top and a maize zip up with a michigan beanie. now you were really confused.

natalie had taken out your makeup bag and began to take out your mascara, lip gloss, blush and many other things you didn’t even know you had. you grabbed her hands making her turn towards you. “where are we going?”

“to a hockey game.”

she can’t be serious.

“you can’t be serious.” she only smiled and shrugged before going out of your bathroom and into the living room.

“i’ll be waiting for you and you only have thirty minutes!” she shouted as she made her way to the couch. this bitch is crazy.

you had put on the outfit and began to do your makeup. you hair was already done from when you did it in the morning before your 8:00 am lecture. somehow it had stayed in tact, only a few baby hairs were sticking out but nothing you couldn’t fix with hair gel.

you finished up your makeup and started to put everything in the bag but you left it be as natalie had shouted you only have two minutes. it’d be cleaned up eventually.

you walked out of the bathroom and headed toward the living room where natalie was waiting for you. “can we go now?” natalie looked up form her phone and a grin spread across her face. she nodded her head and you both headed out the door.

on the walk to yost, you both had met up with some of the player’s girlfriends. you and natalie were friends with them and you all hanged out even if you have never been the biggest fan of the men’s hockey team.

a couple minutes later, you had all arrived to the arena and went inside before showing your tickets and heading towards the rink. you followed behind as you watched the boys warm up. you had thought you were to get seats up high where you could barely see the puck, but to your luck, you had front row seats to the game.

you all had began to talk when molly, adam fantilli’s girlfriend, spoke, “so y/n how’s your relationship going with mark?” all the girls turned towards you, some confused while others just had a smirk on their face. what relationship? you guys were just friends. well if you could call it that.

“our relationship?” you questioned. you weren’t even in one. although sometimes you wish you were. over the course of mark’s attempts to ask you out, you couldn’t help but develop some feeling for him. with the flower bouquets on your doorstep, the small conversations you’ve had with him, to him trying to sit near you in class, always staring at you, it made you feel things you’ve never felt before.

molly furrowed her eyebrows, “you’re not together?” you could only skate you head no, “that’s weird. adam keeps telling me about how mark wont shut up about you and how he can’t wait for you to go on a date with him soon.”

“i never agreed to go on a date with him.” you replied to her statement. had he been making up lies? “if anything, i keep telling him no whenever he asks me.”

“why?!”

“you should say yes!”

“he’s in love with you, you know.”

“you guys would be cute together.”

you just looked at all of them and playfully rolled your eyes. “i don’t know.”

“he’s always sending her flowers almost every day. we’re running out of vases to put them in.” natalie explained and they all started squealing, asking you about the whole situation.

you were too busy explaining the whole story from when mark first asked you in class till now that you hadn’t noticed a certain player staring at you from the ice.

mark couldn’t help but smile at the thought of you being here at his game. he was too busy staring that he hadn’t noticed that ethan and mackie had skated over to him when they noticed their friend had been in the same spot for a while. the pair followed his gaze and both smirked at each other when they realized who mark had been looking at the whole time.

ethan put a hand on his shoulder, “dude, you are whipped.” that seemed to snap mark out of his trance.

“what?” mark‘s face had turned a deep shade at red as he had been caught staring at you.

“are two dating or what?”

mark looked at mackie, “where’d you get that from?” he asked.

“for the last month, she’s all you ever talk about. kinda just assumed she was your girl.” mackie shrugged as he skated side to side.

“no way is that ever happening. i’ve asked her out more times than i can count and the answers always been no,” mark said as he moved to stand in front of the two, “i’ve given up hope at this point.”

“might as well try one more time.” ethan suggested as he looked over mark’s shoulder. “i mean she’s looking at you right now,” he pointed over to where you and all the girls were seated. mark turned around and you quickly looked back as you had been caught. “they’re giggling. and are back to looking at you.”

mark could only give him a look. “so what? that’s what they do.”

ethan and mackie looked at each other before they bursted out laughing. “what’s so funny now?”

“god you really are stupid.” ethan told mark who playfully pushed ethan. “she’s in love with you too.”

mark scoffed. “and how would you know?”

“because i heard her talking about you to her friends. she said how at first she was a little annoyed with you because she’d be in class and you would sit either in front or behind her just to ask her out. and then you started to send her flowers with a little note attached and you’d pass her notes in class telling her she looked pretty and how you loved her personality and shit and wow you’re in deep man.” ethan explained and mark got annoyed before gesturing for him to continue, “she couldn’t help but feel something inside. she started to develop feelings for you and now that she looks back at it, she wished she would have said yes to when you asked her if she’d go out with you-”

ethan couldn’t finish what he was saying as frank had called them over. mackie and ethan skated over to the bench, mark not too far behind.

throughout the whole game, mark kept thinking about you and what ethan had said. did you love him? had you said no all those times to avoid your feelings for him? many thoughts ran through his head. he had to ask you. just one more time and hopefully this time you’d admit your feelings to him instead of avoiding them.

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the boys had won and you were all waiting outside the locker room for the boys to come out. the group was talking about going out next weekend but you zoned out. the whole night you couldn’t help but think, ‘maybe telling mark no was a bad idea’ and you knew it was. when he came out of the locker room, you would tell him how you felt, no hesitation.

about ten minutes later, you could hear the boys all shouting and clapping. you all winced at the noise but soon it stopped and the boys had started to file out of the room, some saying hi while others just smirked as they passed by you. the boys went over to their girlfriends while you stood to the side, letting them have their moment when all of a sudden you heard you name being called.

you turned around and were meet with mark and the sophomores behind him. you were confused, majorly confused. “hi?”

“i’m only going to ask once. y/n will you please go on a date with me?” mark pleaded.

that was unexpected.

you stood there, frozen. you didn’t know what to say. well you did but with everyone around you just froze. mark waved a hand in front of you face. “y/n?”

“huh, what?”

he couldn’t help but smile, “will you go on a date with me?” you did the fist thing that came to mind, you went up to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. you leaned back and could see the blush on his face. “is that a yes or?”

“it’s a yes.”

everyone that was still there cheered and mark couldn’t help but wrap his arms around you as everyone had practically pounced on you both, celebrating mark’s success of you saying yes to a date.

“you know i like you right?” you broke the hug as you stared up at him. you nodded in response.

“i do mark. and it’s ok because i happen to like you as well.”

“i know.”

what did he mean he knew?

“what do you mean, ‘i know’?” you wondered as you pulled back.

“ethan told me earlier.” that little bitch.

you hid your head in his chest. “i’m gonna kill him.” you felt mark laugh.

“don’t be embarrassed. it’s okay. i mean i’ve loved you since i saw first saw you in class but was too much of a pussy to even talk to you so i just kept my distance. which is probably why you’ve always said no to all those times i asked.” mark said as you two began to walk out of yost behind everyone else.

“woah buddy, how about we keep the ‘i love you’s’ away until after that date.” you both chuckled. “i love you too. i have ever since you started sending over those flowers. and those notes you’d give me in class always made my day better. especially when i was having a shitty day which happened to be very often.” you both walked behind everyone. “i didn’t realize until a month later and now i wished i would’ve said yes sooner. it would’ve saved me all this trouble of denying my feelings for you when clearly i had loved you ever since you started to do all these things just to get me to say yes, which by way worked.” you smiled and he did too.

“i can tell. otherwise i wouldn’t do this.” he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. your hands found his cheeks and his found your waist. you didn’t waste a second to respond. the kiss was slow but passionate. it was all you ever wanted. you pulled away and looked up at him. “i love you.”

“i love you too.” you leaned up and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips before you heard mackie call out, “hey lovebirds, let’s go! we’re going to the bar to celebrate this win!”

you and mark laughed as he stared down at you. “this doesn’t count as our first official date, right?” he asked as you two caught up with everyone.

you shook your head, “no, not unless you want it to be.”

“good.”

the way i honestly got a little carried away with this and it somehow still turned out like shit. it’s fine. the last part was booty as i had gotten tired but at least it’s done. this took me two days to write and i promise all of my other fics won’t be this long.

#mark estapa #mark estapa x reader #mark estapa blurb #umich hockey #ethan edwards #luke hughes #mackie samoskevich #luca fantilli #frank nazar #johnny druskinis #isa’s works

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itslusii · 1 year

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hello!, good afternoon/evening 😸🫶, I would like to make a request for Carlos Sainz, a headcanons about a relationship with him, something like Pedri's, yes! I am the one who made the request for Pedri, thank you very much, I really love what you write, while I read it a silly smile appears on my face 😿💗

Dating Carlos Sainz ❤️

Pairing: Carlos Sainz Jr x Reader

Warnings: nope

Author’s Note: Hi love 💕 Thank you so so much for this! I enjoyed writing this one and i tried adding a few other things to make it longer! Hope you enjoy this one as well 💗Also the amount of times i tried putting the stupid photos together, it’s embarrassing but i just couldn’t do it so no photo this time :(((

-Carlos Sainz is a family guy. That is very clear and i think we all know it, he will love that you and his family get along really well. You and his sisters, his mum, his father. Everyone.

-You have to know that Carlos won’t always be there due to his job so communication is something big in the relationship. Such as Good Morning texts, asking you if slept well, also loves to facetime you at night and ask you about your day. If you guys fight it’s probably because of lack of communication and distance.

-He is not someone that will go and be affectionate in public. He will not, he just doesn’t feel comfortable with it and it’s totally fine! But in private homeboy is all over you. Like literally, he will not even let you go to the bathroom or if you are cooking he is sitting there just looking at your face. He is in love.

-Carlos has godly lips so he must know what he’s doing with them ;) Such as forehead kisses, cheek kisses, hands, shoulders, nose, ears. Everywhere. He is OBSESSED with kissing you and every chance he gets to do it he’ll take it.

-Carlos is someone that adores animals, Piñon (his dog) is the most precious thing he has so it is a requirement to love Piñon. He is included in the Carlos Sainz Pack. And if you have any dogs or cats or whatever he will gladly introduce them to Piñon.

-This man loves gossip, he lives for it. Anything you know about the people that surround both of you he’ll soak it up like a sponge. And if he has the tea he’ll sit you down and tell you everything.

-Carlos is someone really involved in working, like i already said he will be away a majority of time so if you have any hobby or you play any sport or anything you are like dedicated to, he will do everything in his will to at-least watch it on his phone. If he is there in the moment he’ll look like a proud mom taking photos and videos all the time. (i love this man please)

-Lazy mornings are his thing, if he went to bed late due to work he will expect for you to sleep in a little later so that both of you can enjoy the morning together.

-Is open for anything new, like if you cook something that is from your country he will try it and if he likes it, will most likely to learn how to cook it for future night dates :)

-Carlos is a happy person and is happy that you are in his life. And if you are happy, he is happy but if you are not he’ll try to comfort you by talking to you, cuddling, listening to you ramble, etc. He grew up around women so he probably is good at listening and giving advice.

-Loves music, any song that he reminds him of you he’ll add it to shared playlist that you both listen while being in the car.

-Which takes me to the driving part. As a Formula 1 driver you must think he is tired of driving, well not. He loves going to his family country side house and spending his free time there with you. Drinking wine, playing soft music, cooking, movies, board games.

-Overall Carlos is a really sweet man and will probably want to be in your life for a long time💘

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soothinglee · 1 year

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what's it like dating ethan landry - scream iv.✓

synopsis: what's it like dating ethan landry.

caution: taylor swift hate (sorry if you like her, i guess.), !black reader implied. gender neutral reader, light swearing, headcannon/ dialogue, short(er) reader, not necessarily cannon, no spoilers, mention of toxic family. if there's anything i left out please let me know.

word count: f if i knew.

authors note: this is my first time writing for the scream franchise, let alone writing something like this (I think) so it's going to be something. let me know if i should do more like this for the future. don't forget to like and reblog!<3

masterlist | request | rules ☆

legit the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

will carry your books from classroom to classroom.

it wouldn't even matter if you guys weren't in the same class, he would be 10 minutes late to his and still would accompany you.

though he doesn't really have to worry about tardies because your teacher will see you walk in first and already have a slip ready to go.

he loves helping you do your hair, will literally stop anything he's doing to tangle his crusty fingers in your braids. (if you are not black, you can ignore these next couple of bullets.)

tells you all the time that he wants to watch you take them down. a.k.a, grab your keys and come over to my house.

if your hands start to get tired from hours of taking down, combing out, and cutting your braids, expect that he will notice and expect that he will expect you to ask him to help you.

before you could even get the words "ethan, i need your help :(." out of your mouth, he's sitting behind you with some scissors and a comb with a goofy grin.

wash days with him are terrible. and I mean god awful.

somehow (bless his heart) he gets shampoo in his mouth, water all over the counters, dripping onto the floor, and the back-half of your shirt wet, AND half a bottle of conditioner wasted because he doesn't know how to listen.

safe to say that he's learned his lesson after you come up from the faucet with the angriest face ever.

imagine, glaring eyes, scrunched nose, and the mom butthole lips.

his music taste sucks. slightly. before dating you he was a big swiftie-country lovin' freak.

afterwards- superb. i'm talking pinkpantheress, beyoncé, brent faiyaz, childish gamibno, clairo, don toliver, hell even frank ocean.

the song "heaven sent" by tevomxntana reminds him of you.

tries to do his best helping you pick out your outfits when you guys go somewhere but fails drastically.

but it's excepted because all he wears is polo's and plain long sleeve shirts. and if he's feeling fancy- slap a flannel over it.

it's safe to say that you've helped him develop a style of his own.

"ethan, help." another thrifted shirt flies over your head and onto the bed next to ethan's feet. he looks up from his econ textbook and sets it down, getting up to stand behind you. wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. you can see his hunched over figure in the mirror in your peripheral. it makes you giggle lightly.

"hm," he thinks for a second, taking a thorough look of your closet. after a minute his eyes light up quickly before releasing himself from you and to the clothes. it takes him a few second to find stuff in the mess, but eventually pulls out a one-size-smaller pink polo shirt on one arm, and low-waisted khakis underneath.

after shoving them in your hands, you take a look over the outfit, and through digusted eyes shrug your shoulders to say "why this?"

he releases a short but airy huff and widely grins, "we'd be matching!"

"hell no."

since he's taller than you (taller then everyone really) he helps you get things off of the top shelf, and will scream at you if you try to do it without his help.

to be completely fair, the last time you tried to be independent and do it yourself it ended with a week long hospital visit and 12 stitches.

if you bend over, let's say under a table, to get something and there's a sharp edge, his hand will be over it to make sure you don't get hurt.

the type of boyfriend that when you spill something over your shirt in public and get embarrassed, will take his shirt off and give it to you and just walk around shirtless. (you'll have to go into a store and buy him another because people won't stop staring.)

will walk on the side of the sidewalk near traffic.

will boast about how tall he is but will get mad when you retaliate.

he'll help you with your econ work but if you still don't get it he'll end up just doing the whole thing.

you force him to get couple manicures(but he's not one of those that gets the clear polish, will go neon pink with hello kitty stickers if you ask him to.)

says cringey things like, "yellooow?" when answering the phone, "don't let the bed bugs bite," when you guys say your final goodbyes before you sleep, or "you got this one?" when the bill comes back at a restaurant after you both agree that he's paying this time.

a cold shiver runs over your spine every. single. time.

but you're around him so much you catch yourself saying the same things to your friends.

(they've noticed, and it takes a lot out of them to not mention it.)

if you own plants and they start dying, just leave them on his doorstep and he'll return it back healthy and a fresh green. you never know how, he just has a green thumb.

he doesn't talk alot about his home life, all you know is that his dad was very toxic.

knows how to make you feel better after a rough day. it's like he senses it because as soon as you walk through the door there's a large mug of hot chocolate with marshmallows, your favorite dish, and a movie playing on the flat screen in the living room.

he's just overall the best, and everyone deserves an ethan :').

thank you for reading! :)

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salty-croissants · 6 months

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Reader who performs in musicals x Bullfrog, Rayman and Ramon (all separate) please? Thank you! Have a good day/evening/night!

Thank you for the request !

This one was really neat and fun to write :D

Hope this turned out okay !

Details : use of gender neutral reader ;

established relationships ;

no warnings needed

Bullfrog 💚

When you first told him that you were a musical performer , Bullfrog was absolutely amazed by it … no matter what role you actually play , for him it’s like you’re the most talented person in the whole world .

< Oh my dear , c'est incroyable ! I can’t wait to get to see you perform one day ! >

< Aw , thanks love , but are you sure that wouldn’t be dangerous for you ? You know , with your job and many people around someone could recognize you and … I wouldn’t want you to get hurt because of me … >

< I’m going to be careful don’t you worry , I’ll do anything I can to be there : it’s not just any musical if you’re in it mon amour ~ >

Yeah , Bullfrog really meant what he said :

you can often spot him hidden somewhere in the room when you’re on stage , staring at you with those loving eyes that never fail to make you blush …

He’s just so cute , and the fact that he would go to such lengths just to be there to support you makes you all giddy inside … as well as a bit worried for his safety , but you try your best not to think about it too much .

When the performance is done and you get to go backstage to your private room to take a moment to breathe and relax , you already know that you only need to count to three before you hear a knock on the door and find a very enthusiastic Bullfrog on the other side …

< Thank you for coming , sweetheart ! So … what did you think ? >

< I think you did wonderfully , y/n : I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you during your song , c'était si beau ! >

< Really ? I was honestly afraid I didn’t hit some of the high notes right … god , you wouldn’t believe how anxious that made me the second the song ended , and plus - >

Bullfrog can’t help but smile as he listens to you talk , holding your hand while walking back home …

You’re just so passionate , it’s something that makes you even more beautiful in his eyes if that’s even possible .

Your songs often get stuck in his head , so it’s not rare to hear Bullfrog humming them to himself while showering you with affection when you’re together , but sometimes also during missions :

it helps him to remain calm , reminding himself that he has you by his side and that he has to stay alive to get back to you …

Bullfrog’s life really wouldn’t be the same without you in it .

Rayman 🧡

One of Rayman’s favorite things to do is just sit and listen to you preparing for your current musical’s role , closing his eyes and focusing on your beautiful voice …

You’re always happy to have him there , especially since if you get easily self conscious about something his help will definitely help .

< Man … this sucks , it’s been days and I still can’t get that part right … the performance is ruined , how am I going to - >

< Hey , hey … slow down y/n , take a deep breath …

There’s plenty of time before the performance , you just gotta keep trying and most importantly not push yourself too hard . >

< *sigh* … yeah , you’re right … thanks Ray , sorry about that . >

< You don’t need to apologize honey … here , how about we take a break ?

You’ve been working on it for hours now , I think you’ve earned it . >

Even tough the Directors are constantly monitoring him , you can bet that Rayman will do everything he can to be there the day of the performance , and whenever you see him cheering for you among the crowd it always fills you with joy …

He’s just so sweet , you can’t help but love him even more in those occasions ://)

Rayman actually has lots of recordings of you singing , that way he can listen to them whenever you’re away and he misses you …

Oh , and you can be sure that he will gush about you to literally everyone , because they all need to know just how wonderful and talented you are .

< Ahh , you should’ve seen it …

The way their eyes were shining while singing on that stage was simply magical !

Isn’t my y/n just amazing ? >

< Mhm …

Mister Rayman , can I leave now ? It’s been one whole hour … I’m just a janitor , remember ? >

Since he does have quite a nice singing voice himself , you and Rayman definitely love to sing duets together , sometimes even dancing in the middle of the living room while the sun sets outside the lounge …

It’s a beautiful , precious moment for the both of you , ones that you will carry in your hearts forever .

Ramon 🖤

Okay , so now that he murdered the Directors and officially became wanted by Eden , Ramon knows that it’s not safe for him to show himself in public anymore …

However , since you still need to perform in your musicals he can’t help but feel very torn about the whole situation , especially since he’s way more protective of you after all that’s happened .

< I’m telling you sweetie , I’m going to be just fine ! It’s only a few hours … >

< But I have to … I need to make sure nobody hurts you . >

< Ram , I won’t have you risking your life to watch over me . We’ve talked about this . >

< I can’t lose you , y/n … >

< You won’t … I promise .

I’ll be back before you even notice . >

Remember those recordings of your performances he made when he was still regarded as the Voice of Eden ?

Well , Ramon definitely listens to them a lot more now to try and keep his head distracted from thinking about what dangers could take you away from him when you’re gone .

It’s not a rare occurrence for you to arrive home and find Ramon asleep with one of the recordings playing in the background , and it’s during those moments that you fully realize that you really are the only thing keeping him together .

Whenever he happens to have a nightmare ( let me tell you , it happens often … this poor man is just so scarred by what he saw and what he did ) , Ramon is really going to appreciate it if you decide to sing him to sleep :

he just holds you tight , all the tension in his body finally leaving him thanks to your voice and your gentle touch caressing his hair …

< Mmm … y/n … >

< I’m here , darling … I’m right here … >

< I love you so much , y/n … >

< I love you too Ramon … there , just close your eyes , you should really try to sleep some more . >

< Mmkay … >

Sometimes when you’re having a bit of a rough day , Ramon is going surprise you by suddenly hold your hands and start slow dancing with you , singing your favorite duet …

It’s one of the only moments in which all of his troubles seem so , so far away , leaving just you and him in the comfort of your home , being happy in a place were no one can hurt either of you … not Eden , nor anybody else .

#captain laserhawk #x reader #rayman x reader #bullfrog x reader #captain lazerhawk rayman #bullfrog captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk bullfrog #rayman #captain lazerhawk bullfrog #gender neutral reader

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leejeongz · 9 months

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🫧 small things evnne would do as your boyfriend 🫧

pairing: boyf!evnne x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of food

a/n: just a reminder that i don’t write for 06 and younger (jihoo), see rules

⋆ hanbin

⋆ he’s the BIGGEST flirt and loves to see you panicking and blushing

⋆ but he just laughs in your face instead of calling you cute he just cannot help himself 💀

⋆ the most supportive bf, he will be your personal cheerleader no matter what the event and he will never get tired of it

⋆ PDA and lots of it, but if you initiate it he’s gonna tease you for it (he loves it tho fr)

⋆ “it reminded me of you and i missed you so much so i had to buy it” gift giver vs “hanbin, you were gone for an hour” gift receiver

⋆ tries to teach you to dance sometimes and is very honest about it… but sings your praises to everyone else even if ur trash

⋆ bro literally gets cute aggression whenever your around, he just gets the urge to eat u in a cute loving way lmfao

⋆ this man always knows what to say to you like he just says the right thing at the right time and you immediately feel comforted

other members under the cut

⋆ keita

⋆ he’s obsessed with you i mean OBSESSED everything about you is just so fascinating to him

⋆ star gazing + cloud spotting <333

⋆ gets extremely sulky when you watch an ep of a show without him and makes you rewatch it by his side

⋆ when you’re feeling down, he orders your favourite pizza and cuddles you on the sofa until you’re ready to talk

⋆ let’s you be in his studio while he’s recording or composing because he wants to show off

⋆ and also because he thinks it’s cool when you show off your musical talents in there too

⋆ gets lost in your eyes when you talk and half stops listening for a brief moment until you pull him up on it

⋆ gentle pecks on your shoulder when he can tell you’re getting nervous/anxious

⋆ you and his family become SOOO close, he takes you to visit all the time, you’re so precious to all of them

⋆ jeonghyeon

⋆ subtle matching couple items that he’s just waiting for someone to ask him about so he can tell them about you

⋆ the way he looks at you gives you butterflies, of course it does, but the way he looks at you when you’re not looking gives other people butterflies he literally adores you and everything that you do everyone is envious

⋆ speaking of, he gets jealous when you give absolutely anyone else more attention than you’re giving him in that moment

⋆ i’m talking full pout and a passive aggressive comment under his breath which he most certainly takes back when you hear him

⋆ even tho he’s ur boyfriend he still tries too hard to impress you sometimes 😭 styling his hair with wayyy too much gel for example

⋆ nags. but in a teasing “you should’ve brought your own” kinda way

⋆ needs you to kiss his nose 24/7 but will he ever admit it? no absolutely not.

⋆ seungeon

⋆ he thinks you’re the funniest person ever istg

⋆ like he’s laughing all the time when he’s with you

⋆ a hugeeee prankster (but he knows ur limits) you’ll hear him giggling at your reaction and you’ll definitely want pay back lmaoo

⋆ when you get sick, he makes you soup (pours it out of a can and heats it up in the microwave ) and waits by the side of your bed for a compliment

⋆ he is 100% the type to kiss you once on the cheek or the lips and then not be able to stop kissing you

⋆ is gonna be singing to you half the day and it’s always gonna sound so damn good you’ll run out of ways to tell him how amazing he is

⋆ the other half of the day he’s complaining that his throat hurts and he needs you to make him some tea (because no one makes it like you do and he’s grown far too attached to you and your tea lol)

⋆ squishes your cheeks when you’re least expecting it

⋆ yunseo

⋆ this man 😭

⋆ loves his physical affection, having his arms around you when you’re doing absolutely anything, holding your hand, his hand on your thigh/knee when you’re sitting together 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

⋆ he finds comfort in being close to you and being able to hold your hand

⋆ gets sO shy when you compliment him, he’s gonna be blushing and questioning you the whole time with a cute little smile he cannot BELIEVE

⋆ buys your fav ice cream when he gets in from practice late hoping that you’re still awake so you can watch some disney+ together while eating the ice cream

⋆ he takes serious relationship talks very seriously and always wants to be a better boyfriend to you so he listens and apologises very sincerely (he can definitely hold his own tho don’t get me wrong)

⋆ glances at your lips when you talk, thinks he’s being subtle and discreet but he’s defo not

⋆ buys you a teddy bear for your birthday every year without fail to cuddle in bed when he's not there (but tells you it doesn’t beat the real thing (it doesn’t))

⋆ junghyun

⋆ pet. names. all of them. any that you can think of and more. without shame !!

⋆ (okay maybe he’s a bit shy at first but it doesn’t take him long before he’s firing them out left right and centre)

⋆ goes absolutely crazy for a forehead kiss and will give you puppy eyes if you don’t deliver

⋆ his hoodies = your hoodies

⋆ in fact, he gets a bit offended if you say that you don’t wanna wear them

⋆ rests his head on your shoulder and pretends to sleep

⋆ but he’s actually just laughing to himself about how fast your heart is beating cos of him

⋆ his first i love you being the most embarrassing thing ever for him that he’ll never live down (you MUST tease him for his shyness)

⋆ he’s gonna learn to bake for you and you’re gonna love the cookies he makes 🫵🏻

⋆ random trips to get fast food

#evnne #evnne imagines #evnne scenarios #lee jeonghyeon #park hanbin #mun junghyun #ji yunseo #yoo seungeon #keita #boys planet #boys planet imagines #boys planet reactions

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powerofelvis · 1 year

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The Act of Love

Pairing: Elvis Presley x f!reader

Word Count: 5K

Summary: Elvis surprises you with some gifts and even with his presence. Although it’s the middle of the night when he returns, you want to show him your appreciation but with urgent secrecy. Shhh, it’s the act of love.

Warnings: Big Daddy!Elvis,SMUT, oral (f. and m. receiving), nipple play, slight analingus, unprotected sex, FLUFF, reader gets embarrassed a bit

A/N: This was something random that I have written based off of Toni Braxton’s The Art of Love. If you would be so kind, check this song out! It’s literal sex in a song, I’m so serious. I think music definitely helps with ideas, every time I listen to music, I just think about Elvis. Anywho, I hope you babies enjoy this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it! ;)

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It was an uneventful day at Graceland, at least for you. You had spent the entire day making sure that the house remained intact as Elvis was away for a show. You had grown used to him being gone, but it didn’t take away from the thought of missing his presence. He was your husband after all, you always would miss him being around you. His smile was contagious, his laugh was infectious, and he would always spend time with you; doting on your every whim. You had married him a year after his divorce from Priscilla, but he had never made you feel as if you were a replacement for her. She never did either, you and her were extremely close; her encouragement and love had gotten you through the long weeks of Elvis being away on the road. You were truly blessed to have a support system; not only from your family, but from his as well.

You were speaking with his grandmother, Minnie Mae in the kitchen about the local boutique in town when the front door barrelled open. You turned around to face whoever was entering your home, a smile gracing your face as you noticed Jerry holding some wrapped boxes in his hand. “Oh! Jerry, what are you doing here?” You walked over to him, helping him with some of the boxes as they seemed to be giving him a little trouble. “Elvis wanted me to come home for a bit, give you these presents. I have no idea what they are, but he said that you had to get them.” Jerry responds to you with a little roll of his eyes. You giggled, sitting the boxes on the table as you noticed a little card that was wrapped around one of them.

“Tell him that he didn’t have to get me anything, he’s always spoiling me when all I’ve ever needed was him.” Minnie Mae tapped your shoulder as she shook her head at her grandson’s need to spoil his wife. You were never the type to want gifts, always telling Elvis that the only gift that you ever needed was him and his love. “It’s better to accept them than to complain, baby.” She reminded you, leaving you alone to return to her room. Jerry had also gone to his room, no doubt to catch up on much needed sleep before he had to return to Elvis the prior day. You took the presents up to your shared room with Elvis, eyes lingering to the unopened note that sat prettily on top. You sat on the bed, unwrapping the ribbon on the top of the first gift, taking the note that clearly had Elvis’ handwriting on it.

Baby,

I know that you’ve been missin’ me lately. I’ve been missin’ ya too, but until I’m home, I want you to enjoy these gifts. I hope these gifts remind ya of how much I love you and the beautiful life that we have together. Until I’m back in your arms, I love you.

Elvis

Your smile spread across your lips as you opened the first box, revealing a satin blue nightgown. You knew that he loved you in nightgowns, especially when they were as revealing on your body. “Elvis, I have enough nightgowns, but another wouldn’t hurt.” It was good for you, you didn’t have to wear the same ones repeatedly while he was home. You laid the nightgown on the bed, going over to the second box that had another note on top. Had he written these notes for each individual package? You giggled at his chivalry, opening the next letter, this time, it was written differently than the first, but it had his handwriting that had always made you swoon with love as it always had. You opened the box, noticing that whatever was inside was hidden by gift papers. Inside of the box was a red laced lingerie set that came with a matching red corset. Your eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets, looking around the doorway for anyone who may be lurking.

Baby,

It’s me again. I hope you know that I couldn’t only bring one gift home to ya. I want ya to know that I will be home soon, so I want to see my bestest girl dressed in this to welcome me home. I can only think about how you will look when I see you waiting for me in this lingerie set. I can’t wait to watch it fall off of your body, while I watch and wait patiently. Go on, put the lingerie on before you open the final gift. I love ya, my little dove.

Elvis

You were filled with thrill at this point, taking the lingerie out of the box before you shed your dress from your body. You pulled off your bra and panties that were also a gift from Elvis off of your body before running off to the bathroom. If everything that he said was true, he would be home soon. You weren’t prepared for his arrival, hopping into the shower to wash yourself clean. After your steamy shower, you stood in the mirror of the bathroom as you applied a little makeup forgoing the heavy eyeliner that he had always loved around your eyes. You curled your hair, pinning it up so that it wouldn’t get in your eyes as you slid the red panties on your body. You weren’t sure how you would get the corset on, but you did the best that you could. Your breasts were sitting prettily on your chest as you stared at yourself in the mirror.

The garter snapped around your right thigh as you pulled on the fishnet stocking that came with it. You slid in your red heels, posing in the mirror as you took in your appearance. Your calves were tight, the curves on your body standing out as you caressed your body. You walked out of the bathroom, eyeing the last gift that was sitting on the bed. You walked over slowly towards the gift, seeing one last note but it wasn’t wrapped in the ribbons. It had seemed to be sitting nicely on the bed as it taunted you to open it. You had your back turned to the door as you reached down to open the note, your eyes widening as you read over the words.

Baby,

Turn around. You’ll see your final gift waiting for ya.

Elvis

You turned around immediately, almost tripping over your heels as you took in your husband standing in the doorway. He was holding a rose in his hands, a smile gracing his lips as he took in your body. “Elvis! You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow!” You raced over to the door, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hugged him tightly. “I wanted to surprise ya, baby. Aren’t ya happy to see me?” You nodded, sniffling in his neck as he held onto you. “Come on, mama. Let me get a real good look at ya.” You unwrapped your arms around his neck as you stepped back, his hands holding on to yours as his eyes scanned your body, his teeth tugging at his bottom lip. “Mm, if I knew how sexy you would look in this, I would have delivered it personally.” You blushed, looking up at him as his eyes continued lingering over your body.

At this point, all of the lights of Graceland were turned off. You assumed that everyone had gone to sleep, so it was only you and him that were still awake. You knew that you were in for a long night, but you were electrified that he was here and that he thought you looked sexy in his gift. The goosebumps that were showing all over your skin vilified that thought as his hands ran along every part of your body. He led you into the room, shutting the door behind him as he turned out all of the lights. The room glowed with candles that were sitting all around the room, not even noticing that they were there. Your eyes roamed around the room as you gasped at the flower petals that were strewn around the room before turning back to face your husband. He had a smirk on his face, his electric blues watching you as you took in the final surprise that he had for you. “When did you do all of this? And how come I didn’t hear you come in?”

Elvis took you by the hand as he twirled you around so that he could see you covered entirely in the lingerie set that he had gotten you. “I knew that by tellin’ ya that I wanted to see ya like this, you would be stuck in the bathroom for almost an hour. I was right.” He smirked, wiggling his brow as he took in your scent, the cherry blossom shampoo wafted into his nostrils as he could get the familiar scent of lavender that resonated with him. You knew that he loved the smell, so you made sure that you used it. You chuckled under your breath as you watched him pull you closer, the rose dropping out of his hands as he pressed his lips to yours in a heated kiss. You hummed against his lips, placing your hands on his shoulders as you returned his kiss. “Now, everyone has gone to bed. Are ya sure you are able to keep quiet?” Elvis teased, his hands resting on the swell of your ass as you nodded your head slightly. You knew that by the end of the night, you weren’t going to be the one who was loud. Elvis was always the one who would tease you about being quiet when you would have sex around others, but he couldn’t help himself by being loud.

“I should ask you that question, Elvis. We know you have the track record of being loud when we are sneaking around.” You teased, gaining a deep growl on his part as he pinned you down on the bed. You giggled softly, running your manicured red nails up his chest; the hairs that littered his chest feeling soft under your fingertips. Elvis looked down at you, his blue eyes which hid behind his yellow tinted glasses which gave him a dimmer tint to his hues. You reached up, taking his glasses off of his face before tossing them on the bed behind you. “I wanna see your eyes when you make me cum.” You spoke with a sultry tone, a shiver overcame your body. The heat between the two of you was overwhelming, but it felt so good.

Elvis shimmered his white mink coat off of his shoulders, the material pooling on the floor as he leaned down to press his lips to yours as his hands moved up your thighs. With every move of his hands, goosebumps would appear as the heat from his fingers made your body ache with need. “There’s nothin’ I want more than to have ya writhing underneath me, baby. But, I wanna take my time with ya. It’s been so long.” He whispered, his lips moving from your jaw before kissing along your neck. Your soul was elevating from your body at that point, his words sounding like honey being spread on toast. That wasn’t the only thing that made you feel that way, your panties were sopping wet and he hadn’t even done anything yet.

“You’re already wet, lil’ mama. Don’t tell me you came already from my voice.” You shook your head, moving your fingers that were resting on his chest hairs, hurriedly unbuttoning his shirt before pushing it off of his shoulders. He was sunkissed, the tanned skin sent chills through your body as you took in the darkened chest hairs that sat prettily on his chest. He went to pull off his cross necklace, your hand stopping him. “Leave it on, Daddy. I want it to slap against your chin as you fuck me.” Elvis groaned, moving his hands up to your now destroyed red laced panties, the sound of stickiness sounding off around the room as he rubbed you through them. “God, ya soppin’ for me, mama.” You whimpered, grinding your hips up against his fingers.

The stimulation that you could feel made your toes curl in your heels, your legs shaking as you softly panted from only his touch. “Shh, baby. Nobody is supposed to know I’m makin’ ya feel good.” You bit down on your bottom lip, glaring up at Elvis as he continued to tease you. He shook his head, his lips curling up into a smirk as he slipped his hands under your panties; his thumb rubbing circles on your clit while he palmed your pussy. His hands were so big, covering your pussy in its entirety. You could make out the veins in his hands flexing as he continued softly moving his thumb around your clit. Your feet balled up in your heels, your mouth making a hissing sound at the feeling of his hand and the tightening of your feet in your shoes.

Elvis being the tease that he was, he would continue with rubbing your clit slowly but he didn’t show any signs of wanting to do more. “Elvis, please. I need something.” Elvis tsked, his tongue pressing into his cheek as he pulled his hand from your panties. He pulled his hand up to his mouth, his tongue dancing out of his mouth as he licked his palm and thumb sensually, his eyes not leaving yours. “You taste like sugar, baby. I can’t get enough.” He muttered from behind his hand before he unsnapped your garter from around your thigh, pulling your stocking off of your legs. The stockings and the garter belt pooled underneath his knees, leaving your skin bare for him. “Spread those legs, mama. It’s time for my dinner.”

You nearly choked on air as you slowly spread your legs, revealing your wet panties to him. The coolness from the air sent a shiver up your body as your panties were sticking to your vulva, the color of your panties now darkened as your juices stained the material. His fingers ran across the lace, hooking them underneath the panty line before pulling them swiftly off of your body. He threw them on the floor with the other discarded clothing before his lips—beginning at the knee, kissing up your legs as his eyes remained on yours. You whimpered softly, reminding yourself to remain quiet as his soft lips kissed every inch of your skin. His hands pressed down on your hips, keeping them ajar as his breath blew on your pussy.

Your eyes rolled into your head as you gasped, your fingers gripping the sheets as you waited for him to get to where you wanted him to be. “Eyes on me, mama. If ya take your eyes off of me, I’ll stop and you’ll be disappointed.” You nodded, opening your eyes again before looking down at him. He looked so seductive, his long eyelashes covering his eyes but not enough for you to not see his now darkened eyes staring back at you. He pressed a heated kiss to your core, pulling your legs over his shoulders as he slowly kissed your velvet lips. You weren’t sure if you would be able to continue to handle his teasing, but you were trapped. He had you right where he wanted you, unable to run away as his tongue passed his lips before licking a stripe up your pussy.

You hissed out once more, letting out a quiet whine as his tongue danced around your vibrating bud, the burning sensation from his tongue was enough to knock your heels off of your feet. He laughed, hearing the muffled clattering of your heels falling on the floor beside his body as he moved his hands that were once holding your thighs apart to spread your pussy lips apart. He licked between them, the juices pouring out of you as it coated his tongue. He hummed into you while he was licking like a starved man, groaning at how sweet you tasted. “You taste better than any meal I’ve ever had. I could eat only you forever and be a satisfied man.” The coil in your stomach was so tight that it became hard for you to breathe, resulting in you panting for breath as Elvis continued eating you.

“Baby, please. I’m not gonna make it if you keep doing this.” You begged, wanting to move your hands from the sheets to find their new home in his hair. “Go on, baby. Let yourself go.” You didn’t need to be told twice before you came, the white lights covering your vision as you came hard from his mouth. You gasped, moving your hands from the sheets to cover your mouth as moans passed your lips. Elvis lapped up everything that you could give to him, humming against you before he pulled his mouth away from you. His lips glistened under the dim lightning from the candles, his tongue lapping up the remnants of your juices that covered his mouth. “That’s my good girl, ya follow Daddy’s directions well.” You sat up on the bed, your arms shaking from the feeling of your orgasm before you pulled him up by his arms.

“It’s my turn, Daddy. You like to tease, huh?” Elvis smirked as he stood before you, your fingers reaching to pull his belt off from his trousers. The clanking noises made you rub your thighs together as you pulled the belt from the loops of his pants before discarding it with the rest of your clothes. You unzipped his pants, not even realizing that he had already unbuttoned them before pulling them down his legs. As usual, Elvis had forgone the underwear, revealing his hardened cock to you. You moaned, mouth watering with need as you wrapped your hands around his cock. Elvis was long, which was something that you had always loved about him. He also knew what to do with it, hitting each spot inside of you with ease.

You pressed an open kiss to his tip, tongue swirling around the foreskin that graced his perfect length before wrapping your lips around the red tip. “Fuck, mama. Your mouth is so warm.” He hummed, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched you intensely. You moved your mouth from his cock slightly, earning a whine on his part before you stood to your feet. You grabbed him by the hand, pushing him down on the bed before you before taking your stockings from the bundle of clothes that were piling on the floor. “Give me your hands, baby. No complaints.” Elvis raised his brow, but complied as he put his hands out for you to wrap the stockings around his wrists. You tied it as tightly as you could, making sure that he wasn’t losing any type of circulation.

You pushed his arms above his head as you sank to your knees, pushing his legs up so that you had a full view of his uncut cock and ball sack. Your mouth watered at the very sight, flatting your tongue against his sack as your eyes lingered on the man before you. He let out a deep growl, his hands struggling against the restraints as he stared down at you; his eyes filled with excitement. You wrapped your hand around his cock, lifting it up as your tongue moved dangerously to his taint. “Baby, oh god. Don’t-don’t do that, I ain’t-.” You lifted your head as you placed your finger against your lip, shushing him as his voice grew dangerously loud. “Shhh baby, let me please you.”

Elvis shut his mouth immediately as he laid his head back on the mattress, his body shivering with anxiety as he waited for what you would do to him. You moved your head back between his legs, licking his ball sack once again as you slowly stroked his cock. His scent of musk mixed with sweat drove you crazy with need, your thighs rubbing together as you sought after some type of friction. He grunted softly, still fighting against the tie of your stockings but it was no use for him; he was stuck. Your tongue moved from his balls at that point, licking a stripe from his sack down to his taint. At that moment, his mouth made a loud growling noise, nearly making you jump out of your skin as you were sure that the people in the house could hear how you were making him feel.

“Elvis. I thought I told you to be quiet.” Your head popped up, a look of disappointment across your features. “I-I’m sorry, mama. Shit, that feels good. D-do it again.” He was biting down on his lip so hard that you thought he would gnaw it off. You shook your head at his childish look that he gave you before moving back down to lick around his balls and taint, whimpers passing his lips as he continued to fight against the restraints. “P-please baby, I ain’t gonna last if I can’t—if I can’t feel ya.” You shushed him one last time before your tongue moved back up to his balls, wrapping your mouth around the sack as you gently sucked on it.

You moved up to his neglected cock, the tip as red as his face, wrapping your lips around it as you began slowly sucking him. You could tell that he was trying to hold his composure, whimpers falling from his lips like a song. You loved seeing him almost falling apart at the seams just by your mouth alone. You had never had Elvis whimpering like he was before, but it did something to you. You felt empowered, more than you thought you should have been at that moment. His moans and whimpers passed his lips softly, only remaining in the room as you continued sucking his cock. He was so engorged in your mouth that the saliva pooled on your tongue, threatening to spill for your lips.

Your eyes never left Elvis, becoming turned on more than you could ever imagine as tears pricked his eyes and his head thrown back in pleasure as you continued paying attention to his hard cock. You smirked, taking all of him to hilt as your nose buried into his bushy pelvis. He tasted so good to you, only wanting to have him on your tongue as long as you lived. You decided that he had enough at that moment as you pulled your mouth off of his cock, a gasp leaving his lips at the sound of your lips popping off of him. You stood to your feet, kissing up his stomach, licking at his happy trail before you stopped at his nipples. A wild idea popped into your head as you ran your tongue around his pink nub, causing his body to arch off of the bed.

“Nuh uh, Daddy. Be a good boy for me.” You whispered, licking across his chest before licking around his left nipple, biting on it softly. A long whimper passed his lips as his hands ripped the stockings apart, his hands finally becoming free as he ripped the corset off of your breasts. You gasped softly, feeling the wind around you as he flipped you over on the bed. “You’ve teased Daddy long enough, mama. I’ve let ya have your little fun, but I’m not some toy for ya to play with.” You moaned out at his words as his lips made contact with your skin. You moaned softly, running your fingers down his arms as he kissed your breasts.

His lips wrapped around your right nipple, nipping and sucking as he lifted your legs to wrap around his waist. He was like a ravaging beast, growls and mewls passing his lips as he attacked your breasts with his tongue and teeth. “Grab on me.” You whispered into his ear as he groped your thighs, spreading them apart as his cock lined up with your entrance. Elvis wasn’t letting up on his attack on your breasts as he pushed inside of you swiftly. You let out a sigh, your eyes shutting slightly before snapping back open as he lingered on top of you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your fingers rubbing at the nape of his neck.

“Baby, you’re so sexy.” You whispered into his ear as he plowed into you, the headboard knocking against the wall. You gasped out at the sound, the confirmation that the people that slept in their rooms could hear. “Ya like that, mama?” Elvis growled into your ear as his fingers dug into your thighs, the painful feeling sending shivers down your body. You giggled as your fingers moved into his raven colored locks, slightly pulling at the strands. You nodded your head, soft moans passing your lips as he threw his head back at the tug of his hair. “I’m gonna make the entire house hear how good I’m fucking ya. You’re not gonna be able to show your face without thinking about how they heard ya moaning for me.”

Your face burned with desire as you thought about how his mafia would stare at you the following day. His hips pounded into you faster, his balls slapping against your ass as he pressed his lips to yours, silencing your growing moans. “Shhhh, I thought I told ya to be quiet.” Elvis shot your earlier statement back to you, a smirk crossing his lips as he let go of your thighs before pulling out of you. He turned you over on your stomach, lifting your ass in the air before slamming back into you. You screamed into the sheets, muffling yourself as he held onto your hips tightly. You held on tightly to the sheets, your eyes rolling into your head as you chanted his name over and over again.

His hand slapped across your ass repeatedly until it turned bright red, hissing noises passing your lips as you gritted your teeth together. “Be quiet, mama. Better yet, let them hear ya. Let them hear how naughty you’ve been to your Daddy.” You moaned out, trying to keep yourself up as you white knuckled the sheets. Elvis wore a shit eating grin on his face, watching you trying to keep your composure as he fucked into you. The coil in your stomach tightened once again as your breath caught into your throat. You whined out loudly, earning another smack on your ass as tears streamed down your cheeks. “I’m-I’m gonna fucking cum, Daddy. Please don’t stop.” You moaned out in tune with his thrusts.

“Cum for Daddy. Show him how good you are, little girl.” He leaned down, whispering in your ear before tugging on it with his teeth. You moaned out loudly, your juices squirting out of you, covering the sheets and your thighs as he continued fucking into you. He roared softly, gripping your ass cheeks in his hands as he sped up his thrusts, hitting each spot within you along with your cervix. You felt as if you would break apart if he kept fucking into you at the speed that he was using. “Oh shit, Elvis.” You whimpered out as he didn’t let up, your cheeks burning from the spanking and the groping. Elvis moaned repeatedly, incoherently pouring words out of his mouth as he was close.

“Fuck, I’m cumming, mama. Ya ready? Take all of me.” Elvis roared as he spilled his seed into you, his hips sloppily thrusting into you slowly before he ceased his movements. At that moment, your fingers released the sheets as you sank down to the bed, whimpering from him filling you to the brim with his cum. “Fuck baby, that was-.” Elvis chuckled as he pulled out of you, replacing the loss of his cock with his fingers. He scooped up some of his cum, pulling you up by your waist before placing the digit in your mouth. You moaned around his finger, licking him clean before turning around to face him. “Magical, huh?” Elvis replied, pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss before climbing into the bed with you. You couldn’t fight your exhaustion much longer as he pulled you into his arms, falling asleep as he rubbed his fingers up your arm.

The following morning, you woke up to Elvis snoring beside you. You watched his chest rise and fall, smiling as you took in his beautiful features. You never realized how lucky you were to have such a loving man as Elvis, but you were starting to realize it at that moment. You slid out of the bed, careful not to wake him as you decided that you would shower before preparing for the day. After your shower and you getting dressed, you slipped out of the room, making your way down to the kitchen. Jerry was sitting at the dining room table, sipping at his morning coffee as his head snapped to see you walk in.

Jerry smirked, placing the cup down on the table before crossing his arms. “I see you’re happy after last night.” You stopped dead in your tracks, tilting your head before opening your mouth to speak. He placed his hand up to stop you, before continuing with what he was saying. “The entire house heard ya, Y/N. If that’s what you’re asking, yes. We heard ya.” Your face heated up as you covered your mouth. Damn him. Damn him for not keeping you restrained. Elvis entered not long after, stretching his arms over his head as he patted your ass as he grabbed a cup of coffee from one of his chefs. “Had a fun night, E?” Jerry teased, earning a chuckle from Elvis. “What can I say? That’s the art of love.” You were definitely not gonna be able to show your face for a while.

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iovesia · 1 year

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SWEET SERIAL KILLER.

❥⠀masterlist. ⠀:⠀ ( scream masterlist. )

synopsis: what it would be like to date billy loomis.

warnings: gaslighting. mentions of murder. fluff. mild angst.

pairings: billy loomis⠀𝒙⠀gender neutral!reader.

josie’s note .⁺ ˖ ⌒ this is a repost from my old account, but this time i actually fixed my grammar mistakes. your media consumption is your own responsibility, read the warnings and enjoy!— reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated !! ♡

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Billy. Loomis. A relationship with him is not for the faint-of-heart, let’s be honest.

At first, he’d be your average-high-school boyfriend. He would drive you around, hang out in your room, having movie nights, that typical stuff. You’d think every was fine, until eventually his true colors start to seep through the cracks.

“Oh shit!” you jump, nearly spilling the popcorn all over the floor, as one of the camp counselors on TV gets brutally gutted.

Even though you weren’t the biggest horror fan, you tried to tough it out for Billy. You side glance over to the boy laying next to you, his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he intensely stares at movie. It’s hard to miss the excited glint in his eye each time jason goes for the kill.

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His love language is words of affirmation. Since his mom abandoned him, it left him with a lot of insecurities, so words of encouragement and telling him you love him, and you won't leave him eases his anxiety.

He’s much more introverted in comparison to his friends (friends being literally just stu 💀), so he tends to observe other people a lot. You catch him just staring at you for long periods of time, while at first you find it cute, at times it gets a little bit.. unnerving.

You two would sit on the window sill of your room, and talk for hours. Sometimes he’ll bring cigarettes— he doesn’t smoke often, but sometimes he does it to take the edge off.

He’s not big on PDA, so the most he’ll do in public is let you sit in between his legs if you’re at a party or something, or he’ll wrap an arm around your shoulders.

But in private… oh-boy.

He’s much more touchy-feely in private. He feels more comfortable now that it’s just the two of you, rather than having loads of people seeing you guys.

He likes to be little spoon, don’t even fight me on this.

Even though it’s hella greasy, he loves when you play with his hair. twirling it between your fingers, braiding it, or scratching his head is his kink. It makes him feel so relaxed.

He’d vent to you about his mom. You're his only safe space where can put his guard down (or at least some of it). You’d let him cry in your lap, and soothe him by running your nails down his back, or whispering comforting words.

He’s got some anger issues, because deep down he’s a very passionate person. So he tends to yell, and snap a lot.

He would begin to feel a little bad when he sees how you flinch at his outbursts. He’d mumble a quick sorry, and gradually calm down, or just leave you alone for a while.

Random head-canon, but I feel like Billy is one of those people who literally drives in silence. I'm sorry, I just can’t picture him listening to any music. But, when you are with him, he’ll let you play whatever you want.

His favourite holiday is secretly christmas. It reminds him of a time when him and his family were happy— it has a bittersweet sentiment. But he’s not gonna do anything big, like costumes or flashing decorations. You two would spend it together inside, watching christmas horror movies and enjoying each other’s company.

Now, getting into the less fun side of dating Billy.

Like I said before, he has a bit of temper. He’s very passionate about what he thinks, and he doesn’t have a healthy way of expressing that.

If you two disagreed about something, he would definitely give you the silent treatment. Or even worse, probably gaslight you into thinking you were in the wrong, and that you’re the one with issues.

“See! This is why I can’t talk to you about anything, [y/n]. You’re so goddamn sensitive over everything.”

It would get ten times worse after he gets arrested when Sidney calls the police on him. You’d obviously want to stay away from him, and so you do (unofficially breaking up).

You go a few weeks without talking or seeing him, but you can’t seem to shake off the feeling that someone’s watching you.

When Billy loves, he loves hard. He'd let you go, pretending that you're broken up, and let you blow off some steam. But, trust that a certain masked figure will be visiting you soon.

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with-love-from-hell · 1 year

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Head-Empty Headcanons

Things they say, think, and do that prove they are a bit air-headed.

Genre: Headcanons, Comedy

Characters featured: All Obey Me! Characters (yes, even the new ones!)

Whenever Mc is mentioned its unrelated to their gender!

CW: swearing!

A/N: The brain rot is real this morning, and I haven’t done anything super silly in awhile, so here!

Belphegor

The weirdest shit always comes out of his mouth when he’s half awake.

Will ask the most ridiculous questions when he’s in between naps or when he’s just woken up because his brain is on autopilot, like along the lines of “Do you think pigeons have feelings?”

Does not look when he crosses the street.

Will literally ask what you said after being annoyed that you asked if he was listening.

Has drank water while laying down and choked himself.

Beelzebub

3 balls bopping around his head at all times are Food, Workout, and MC like a game of Pong

Blinks one eye at a time. It’s subtle but he totally does it.

Has eaten the fortune out of a fortune cookie because he thought that was part of the process of making the fortune come true.

When told by MC he had to rinse rice before cooking it he asked if he needed to use soap.

Has eaten whole, raw, potatoes because he thought it would give him protein like eating raw eggs would.

Asmodeus

He’s pretty; he doesn’t have to be smart.

Once stared frustratingly in the mirror for 15 minutes trying to figure out why the phrase written on his shirt was backwards.

The first time he dyed his hair, he got mad that it didn’t grow the same color out of his scalp.

Forgets that he owns something and will by numerous duplicates.

1000% has fallen for MLM scams

Satan

No thought only cat.

You need to watch him like a toddler if you take him to the zoo. He will try to jump into every big cat enclosure.

Has started fires in his room multiple times because he put candles on top of his books (Seriously dude your room is a fire hazard) but is still clueless as to how it happened.

The first time he saw a racoon he thought it was a rare breed of cat and tried to snuggle it.

Leviathan

Somebody take his screens away.

Has 100% tried to “Back Space” words when writing physically with pen and paper.

More than once has screamed at a game system for not working when he had just not realized that it was unplugged.

Has definitely run into walls after sitting 2 feet away from his giant TV like a 3 year old.

Has completely ignored and walked away from people because he is too busy creating a theme music for himself as he’s doing something that he perceives as cool.

Mammon

I think I could never run of ideas for how airheaded this man is, but I’ll go for the abstract ones since there are many that are obvious.

One of those dudes who thinks pee comes out of the vagina.

Definitely goes down existential rabbit holes because of questions like “Is cereal a soup” or “is a hotdog a sandwich”

Will literally believe anything you tell him if you say it with enough sincerity- even if it’s the most ridiculous thing you could think of.

100% believes that horror movies like Friday the 13th are based on true events and is convinced that most humans die by serial killers

Lucifer

This man has absolutely done the dumbest shit when he is sleep deprived.

Will lose things that he is holding in his hands as he’s using them- often it’s his pen or his phone.

has drank scalding hot coffee because he forgot it was too hot to drink.

Leaves things in the oven and microwave all the time. Usually Beel finds it and eats it, and he’s none the wiser.

Talks to himself all the time, usually giving reminders to do things or a grocery list, but also will just narrate things.

Literally a Golden Retriever.

Diavolo

Holds up his his fingers in an L shape to determine right from left- which never works because he forgets which way an L is supposed to go.

Will believe pretty much anything you tell him about the human world if you say it with enough conviction.

Constantly doing the most ridiculous things without thinking of the consequences- often times leaving Lucifer or Barbatos to clean up his mess.

Constantly bothers Mc, Lucifer, and Barbatos when they’re busy- even after just being scolded for being a distraction- because he forgets that they’re doing something and wanted to show them something cool

Barbatos

He’s probably the least ditzy, but even he has his moments.

Walks into the kitchen and forgets why he was going in there. All the time.

Accidentally goes through all of the Little D’s names before getting the right one- even if he had JUST done the same thing for a different little D

Will step out the door to go somewhere with Lord Diavolo and immediately wonder if he left the Stove on. He will go check, and still wonder if it’s on 5 hours later.

Mephistopheles

Simp! Simp alert!

Will do anything you tell him if you said “Well, I guess I could go ask Lucifer to do it...” even if its embarrassing or flat-out dangerous lol

Diavolo occupies his brain at all times so he’s often distracted by intense pining for their “friendship” that was totally not a one-way crush. (go listen to “When Somebody Loved Me” from Toy Story 2 lol)

One of those “Um AcTUaLly” bros who is always wrong about the thing they’re correcting you on to an absurd degree.

Somebody go teach grandpa how to use a computer.

Simeon

Has definitely given his computer a virus by clicking a popup ad, and also fell for the “Nigerian Prince” emails

“Do you think someone would just go on the internet and tell lies?”

No seriously he will see some wild conspiracy on Devilgram or Devilbook and be convinced it is real. Lord help him.

Definitely thinks Boomer memes are funny. Send him a minion, he will laugh his ass off.

Raphael

Elevator music playing in his brain at all times.

Immediately choses violence as an option every time no matter the circumstances and this is quite literally CANON.

Is always the last to know some secret that isn’t really a secret and is really obvious.

Will test the sharpness of his spears by jamming them into the ground, and then get mad when he cant yank them back up.

Luke

Just a poor child trying his best. Someone teach him.

Probably didn’t know what a chihuahua was when someone first compared him to one but was too embarrassed to admit he didn’t know so he just like. Went with it. Until he found out they are a tiny yippy dog- then he got angy.

Absolutely believes that babies come from the Stork.

Thought the “PG” movie rating meant “Pretty Good.”

Solomon

His cooking cant be that bad...can it?

Will throw quite literally anything into a pot when cooking, even if it doesn’t make sense to do so, because he likes to “experiment”

The first time he sees a fidget spinner he loses his fucking mind. “What is this? It’s spinning! I am in pure bliss!”

Has definitely blown up a classroom at RAD because he snuck in a potion to test out and accidentally dropped it.

Has definitely said some really outdated cringy slang. “Tubular!” “Oh man, so grody!”

Thirteen

Conspiracy theorist- for sure.

Didn’t believe that Belphie and Beel were twins because they didn’t look alike (she did not know fraternal twins were a thing).

Is convinced that Solomon is an alien.

Mispronounces words all the time because she rarely talks to others until the exchange program and primarily sees things written (e.g. Fragile as “Fra-gee-lay” and Bologna as “Bow-log-nah”)

Does not test her traps before using them, and gets mad when they don’t work.

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enhastolemyheart · 1 year

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑 [𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃] — LEE HEESEUNG

PAIRING | bf!heeseung x fem!reader

GENRE | est. relationship, idol!au

WARNINGS | mentions of food, reader gets scared (but not really lol), hee and reader whipped for each other nothing new lol, sharing of the same utensil, mildly suggestive in the end (depends on how you look at it), proofread but please do tell me if there are any mistakes.

PROMPTS USED | give them a taste of your own meaL, with your own cutlery, by own hand (this is not my prompt, I saw this somewhere and thought that it would be a cute fic to write with, so creds to the original person!!) and no this is not requested!

WORD COUNT | 1.5k +

A/N | help why does this fic theme look the same as my Niki one??!?!? like- it was so unintentional😭😭 anyways, IM BACK and I’m here with a fic for you guys, yes just for you. Hope you guys like it, it took me literally weeks to write, cus I was so busy but it’s here!! Request if you have any ideas, I’m always open to it. Feedback and reblogs are highly appreciated!! I also wanna dedicate this to @hee-pster idek if she will ever read this but it’s her fics that make me very delulu abt hee 😩😩 Enjoy!!

It showed 8:00 pm on the clock above your dresser. You had made plans with your boyfriend today. He would finally get a day break and today from his busy schedule, he decided to come over to your place and stay the night over.

You got out of your bed, your neck and back hurting as you stretched. Your muscles have cramped because of the vile position you've been sitting in for the past three hours inside your little ‘cocoon’ of your bedroom.

You trode over to the closet, opening it and looking for a hoodie to wear. It's like after you leave the comfort of your blankets, you suddenly feel way too cold. You grab your boyfriend's hoodie and wear it, the fabric swallowing you whole.

You exit the room and make your way to the kitchen. Wanting to make a hearty meal for your beloved Heeseung, you look up a recipe for a simple white sauce pasta. You get all the ingredients, lay out all of the needed equipment for the said pasta. You put on an apron and get started.

Meanwhile, Heeseung is on his way home, their manager taking him to your place. His headphones are in his ears, blasting some music from the playlist he made to listen to when he was reminded of you. His eyes are closed, thinking about what to do for the night with you before finally hitting the bed. His fingers acting like little drum sticks as they tap to the beat flowing through his ears.

Once he reached your door, he took out his –your– keys (you gave him a spare in case of any emergencies), and opened the door leading to your humble abode.

He walked into the kitchen to be met with you in front of the stove observing the boiling pasta. To an outsider, it looked like you were having an intense staring contest with the food in front of you.

He softly smiles to himself before scurrying his way over to you and wraps his arms around your waist, face giving you a peck on the cheek before looking at you. You tensed before him because of the contact but immediately melted into his touch.

You put one hand over his and the other softly stroking his cheek, "you scared me hee, I didn't see you walk in."

He chuckles while moving his hands to either side of your hips, "I used the spare keys you gave me. Plus, your reaction was cute when you got startled."

His attention turns to the food that's being made on the stove, "what're you making?" He takes a look at the pasta over your shoulder that is close to being done.

"Since I have you to myself for the whole day tomorrow starting from now, I decided to make something different for us. Think of it as a 'I'm proud of you for working so hard’ treat." You turn around in his arms and look at him with sincerity in your eyes.

His hold tightens on you and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear before cupping the side of your jaw in a gentle but firm hold, “well thank you very much, my love.” He smiles as he leans in and presses a kiss to your forehead. You smile up at him, pressing your chin into his broad chest. He lightly chuckles and then swoops down to give you a kiss. you wrap your arms around his waist and his going around your shoulders.

“You look very pretty in my hoodie by the way,” he says as he looks at you, winking.

You let out a soft chuckle with a small roll of your eyes as you pull away, not letting Heeseung see you with your cheeks burning, because you know he would tease you about it. getting out of his hold, you glance at the pasta and seeing that it’s done, you turn off the stove. You make a step towards the island of your kitchen, Heeseung watching you intently while leaning against the island beside you facing the stove. You roll up the sleeves of your hoodie and turn to your man beside you, “want to help me make the sauce?” He turns himself around and looks at the white sauce recipe displayed on your phone on the side.

“Of course I would love to help y/n.” he says as he rolls up the sleeves of his crewneck. You ask him to get the flour as you put the butter in the pan and as it melts, you request him to add in the flour in the needed measurement. He does so, and you add the milk next. You start to mix the components together till it should turn creamy.

Heeseung wraps his arms around your torso and glides his palms inside your hoodie, his hands resting against your skin giving you warmth. He also leaves little packs on your bare shoulder, at the skin where the hoodie is too loose to cover. You let out a little smile at the little gesture. Your man has always been the one to communicate using physical gestures, he believes that actions speak louder than words.

“Here, let me help.” Heeseung says as he tries to take the spatula from your hand, to which you just shake him off, “no it’s okay Hee, go rest.”

He smacks his lips as he takes the spatula from your grip with more effort, “no, let me help please.” you mutter a fine, only because your hand was getting tired. You let him take the cooking tool and he steps in your place before he starts to stir the mixture again. You watch him intently from the side, with a grateful smile on your face. You rest your head against his bicep as you watch him stir. He looks down at you with a smile, kisses the crown of your head before going back to work.

* * *

Heeseung helps you by setting up the table and even offers to carry the hot steaming pot with the delicious Italian delight that you both had made together.

Seated across each other at the table, you serve some pasta on his plate before serving for your own. You gather some of the pasta on your fork, blowing in it to cool it down a bit before lightly holding Heeseung's chin as you feed him the pasta with the other hand. He takes it in with a big bite, looking at the ceiling as he eats, bursts of flavour dancing in his mouth before he takes a sip of water.

“How was it? Does it need salt or something? Do you not like it?”

He looks at you with a fond look on his face, chuckling lightly at your worry, “no love, it’s perfect.”

“Don’t lie.” you squint your eyes while pointing your fork at him.

He chuckles, his eyes molding into crescents, “well if you don’t believe me then try for yourself.” he gathered some pasta on his fork before feeding it to you. Your eyes widen as you chew, the food actually tasting good. You look at your boyfriend with the biggest grin and he reciprocates, he loves seeing you so happy no matter what the situation is.

"Wait, this stuff is actually good!” you exclaimed. Heeseung just laughed heartily at your antics, whipped. He raises his hand up, you reciprocating, giving a high-five, intertwining your fingers before letting go.

“I know right, I could eat your pasta everyday.” Heeseung says with his mouth full while pointing to the masterpiece you have made on his plate with the fork.

* * *

You both are cuddling on the couch, you lying down on your back and him lying on top of you, head nestled into the area where your neck meets your shoulder. You wrap your arm around his shoulder while the other one is in your boyfriend's hands, him playing with your ring clad fingers absentmindedly.

“Thank you for the meal y/n.” he squeezes your hand in his as he looks up at you. You look into his eyes, the very chocolate ones that you often found yourself lost in.

you give him a small peck, “you’re welcome hunny.”

“That’s it? want more.” he pouts.

You chuckle at your cute boyfriend before leaning in again. You kiss him and as you pull away, he swoops back in for more, resulting in wet yet sweet pecks all over your face and neck, making you laugh.

He smiles even brighter in his kisses after hearing your angelic laugh, his favourite melody in the world that he can never get tired of.

“I love you y/n” You look up at him as he hovers over you, eyes gleaming and spilling out all the love he can’t express in words, same with yours.

“I love you Hee.” He leans in, giving you a deep, intimate kiss. Sticking your foreheads together after pulling away. He suddenly smirks and detaches from your hold, you raise you eyebrow at him, questioning him in silence.

He yanks you up and throws you over his shoulder, making his way to your shared bedroom. The gesture makes you squeal as you ask what he was doing.

he laughs, “I’m going to show my girlfriend how much I love her.”

A/N | thank you so much for reading! again requests are open, so is the taglist!! send an ask or comment to be added! see y'all next time!

PEACE AND LOVE <333

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