#my big beautiful sweetheart. 💚

[munson-blurbs]

eddie/wedding/tequila 🍻

Drunk Eddie is my favorite Eddie to write hehehe 💚

Warnings: alcohol consumption, Eddie is absolutely plastered, allusion to smut

WC: 989

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The band plays the final note of The Police’s “Every Little Thing She Does is Magic” and begins the opening chords of “Truly Madly Deeply.”

“Okay, let’s slow things down for all the lovebirds out there,” the lead singer croons into the mic. “Grab your sweetheart and bring ‘em onto the dance floor.”

You make your way over to your table and extend your hand. “May I have this dance?” you ask sweetly, frowning when the metalhead shakes his head. A lock of his curly brown hair comes loose from the bun at the nape of his neck. “Why not?”

“I’d love to,” Eddie slurs, taking another sip of his drink, “but ‘m married to the love of my life. I only wan’ dance with her.”

Stifling a giggle, you sit in the chair next to him and rub his back. “I know that. Because I’m your wife, Eddie.” You motion to the diamond on your ring finger and the silver band on his. “We’ve been married for two years.”

“No fuckin’ way!” he exclaims. “That’s awesome. ‘Cause you’re, like, s’fucking beautiful.” He gasps. “Holy shit, my wife is beautiful!”

The scent of tequila wafts from his breath, and you crinkle your nose. “Eds, how many shots did you and Robin do?”

Eddie whines and throws his head back. “Don’t make me do math at a party!” He rests his head on your shoulder and grabs your hand, placing it atop his scalp. “Can you give me scratches?”

You oblige, kissing just above his ear. “C’mon, puppy dog,” you tease. “Let’s get you back to the hotel room.” Starting to help him up, you spot Steve making his rounds, bow tie undone and face flushed from dancing. You send up a silent prayer that Eddie won’t attract his attention, but it must get intercepted. 

“Harrington!” your husband calls out. Multiple guests turn to face you; it is a Harrington wedding, afterall. “Get over here, big boy!” He stumbles towards the groom and claps a ringed hand on his shoulder. 

“Hey, buddy,” Steve says with a chuckle. “Y’havin’ a good time?”

“The best.” Eddie is fully leaning on his friend now, and you mouth Sorry in Steve’s direction. “Dude, my wife is so hot.”

You bury your head in your hands; your cheeks are burning with embarrassment. “Let’s go, Eddie,” you insist, grateful that Steve appears unfazed by the comment. 

“Stevie, you ever been in love?” Eddie asks, suddenly serious. His eyes are glassy and half-lidded; it’s only a matter of time before he falls asleep. 

Steve looks around at the hotel ballroom, eyebrows raised. “Uh, yeah. I just got married, like, three hours ago. You were a groomsman.”

“Shit, yeah!” Eddie sounds as though he’s receiving brand-new information. “Congrats, man. Anyway,” he presses on, ignoring you tugging on his sleeve, “I jus’ want you to know that I, Eddie Munson, am also in love. With this girl right here.” He flails his free arm around until he finds your waist and pulls you into him. 

“Well, I’m, uh, happy to hear that,” Steve manages, and you shoot him another apologetic glance before dragging Eddie to the elevator and into the hotel room. You can’t turn the key fast enough. 

Eddie flops onto the bed, still fully dressed in his tuxedo and shoes. You take a moment to appreciate the silence before he pipes up:

“We gotta beat Steve.”

Despite your better judgment, you respond with an incredulous, “what?”

“We gotta beat Steve,” Eddie repeats. “We got married, but now he’s married, too. So we’re not winning anymore.” He pouts for a millisecond before sitting up suddenly, steadying himself on the sheets. “We should have a baby!”

You burst out laughing. “Babe, I love you. But I am not bringing new life into this world just so you can win some imaginary competition against Steve.”

“Fine,” Eddie slumps down, defeated. 

You figure that will be the end of the discussion, but you should know better at this point. You’re rifling through your suitcase for a pair of pajamas when you hear the mini fridge door open. 

“What are you doing now?” you hiss. 

“‘M wooing you so you’ll have my baby,” he hiccups, pulling out a small bottle of Patrón and unscrewing the cap. “I call this one the ‘wraparound.’” Eddie proceeds to drag the bottle around his head, spilling tequila everywhere. “Oopsie daisy!” He cackles like it’s the funniest thing in the world. 

You pluck the half-empty bottle from his grasp and set it on the nightstand. “Eddie, get out of those clothes and Go. To. Bed.” you say through gritted teeth. 

Eddie snorts. “If you wanna see me naked, you gotta take me out to dinner first.” But he obliges, sleeping as soon as his head hits the pillow.

Breathing a sigh of relief, you snuggle in next to him. He rarely drinks beyond an occasional post-work beer, so you’re glad he let loose tonight. You just wish you didn’t have to babysit him. 

Eddie stirs, wrapping a tattooed arm around your waist. “My sexy lil’ wife,” he mumbles. “Prettiest girl ‘ve ever seen.” He nestles into the crook of your neck. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, Eds,” you tell him, brushing the stray hair from his face and kissing his forehead. “Get some rest, okay?”

“Mhm,” he hums. “Big day tomorrow. Gotta make a baby so we can beat Harrington.”

“Yeah, okay,” you reply tersely, rolling your eyes. 

But the next morning, after a cup of black coffee and two Advil, Eddie’s ushering you back into bed. 

“I was serious about that baby, sweetheart,” he muses. “And not because of a contest with Steve.” 

You smile, bringing your lips to his soft, plush ones. “Really?”

“Really,” he affirms, climbing on top of you and peppering your face with kisses. “But if there was a contest, we would totally be the superior couple.”

“Oh, absolutely.”

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[salty-croissants]

I don’t know if this has been done yet but can you please do a Plus Size Gender Neutral reader who feels insecure about their weight and gets reassured by Bullfrog/Rayman/Ramon that they love the Reader regardless of their weight?

Thank you for the request !

I always love to write about the boys being accepting of the reader and loving them for who they are , I really enjoyed making this ://) ❤️

Hope it turned out okay ! 

Details : use of gender neutral reader ; 

established relationships ; 

no warnings needed 

Bullfrog 💚

Bullfrog’s number one objective is definitely to make you see that you’re perfect just the way you are , and he takes this goal of his very , very seriously . 

< I don’t know … sometimes I just feel like I don’t look … good enough to be with you , and that scares me … >

< y/n , that’s insane ! 

You’re beautiful my dear , inside and out , and I couldn’t wish for a better partner . > 

< … are you sure … ? > 

< Of course !

Je suis sérieux mon amour . > 

Bullfrog is always watching over you whenever the two of you go somewhere together , and if anyone even dares to make a bad comment about the way you look or your weight … well , whoever they are , they can be sure that your boyfriend will react to it accordingly . 

< Oh hey - I recognize that person … heard them talk about me earlier .

… wait , why are they running ? They look frightened ! > 

< Well , I may or may not have had une petite conversation with them : just them , me … and a knife too for good measure . > 

< Aw …Bullfrog honey , I really appreciate you trying to protect me , but you should be careful : what if you threaten the wrong person and get yourself hurt ? > 

< It would be worth it : nobody gets to disrespect my bien-aimé and get away with it .  > 

Sometimes you just turn around to find Bullfrog staring at you with those big adoring eyes … 

He just genuinely loves to look at you , he thinks you’re the most gorgeous person in the world , and that thought never fails to make you smile . 

< Mon dieu y/n … you really do look wonderful , you know ? ~ >

< G-gosh sweetie … are you just trying to make me blush ? ~ > 

Rayman 🧡

Given how well known and famous Rayman is , sometimes you can’t help but feel insecure about your relationship with him … he can get anything he wants after all , so what if he ends up finding someone better … ? 

Well , if those thoughts worry you , trust me when I say that he will do all he can to make them all go away . 

< y/n … there is literally nobody else I’d want to be with , I want you to know that .

I don’t care what anyone thinks : you are the most beautiful , amazing person I’ve ever met , and nothing will ever make me change my mind on this . > 

< … really … ? You aren’t bothered by … this … ? > 

< Darling , I could never be bothered by the way you look …

Plus you being chubby makes you even more adorable and pretty ~ > 

< Hehe … thank you Ray … you’re a sweetheart ~ > 

He definitely loves to hug you : you’re just so warm and soft , it definitely makes the times the two of you cuddle together even more comfortable ^//^ 

I hope you’re ready to spend your days being showered with compliments , because Rayman is absolutely determined to make you see just how beautiful you are to him , and he will stop at nothing to achieve that . 

< Have I told you you look lovely this morning , y/n ? 

Even more so than usual ~ > 

< I can’t help but smile when I’m near you … you’re the light of my life ~ > 

< I could just hold you forever honey , you’re so soft ~ > 

If you’re someone who easily gets flustered … I really do wish you luck : 

your boyfriend is an unstoppable affection machine ;//C//; ❤️

Ramon 🖤

Okay , so this guy ? 

He will straight up murder anyone who makes you uncomfortable by mocking you for your weight , no questions asked .

Your safety means everything to Ramon , and that also includes getting rid of those who don’t treat you like you deserve . 

< Woah - what happened here , Ram ? > 

< Ah … sorry about the mess y/n , just finished teaching a lesson to some random douchebag who said shit about you earlier . > 

< I … see .

Are you okay though ? You look like you got hurt … > 

< Nah , ‘tis but a scratch , I’ll be okay . > 

< Hmm … still , let’s go home to get you patched up , sweetie : for just a scratch , it seems pretty painful . > 

Ramon honestly can’t understand how someone like you , who is beautiful in every conceivable way , could be insecure about themselves …

Still , he definitely does his best to comfort you , demonstrating his unending love for you with loads of physical affection . 

If he could spend eternity just kissing you and your pretty face , trust me , he would definitely do that … 

Whenever he needs to calm himself down after a rough day , all that Ramon needs is to lie down with you and hold you in his arms : 

it works wonders , and you can hear him whisper sweet nothings in your ear while his hands travel through your body … 

He just can’t seem to get enough of you ://) 

< Mm … y/n … you’re so warm darling , it feels so nice … ~ > 

< You’re my everything , angel … don’t ever doubt that , okay ? > 

< Can’t believe I was lucky enough to find you … you’re all I need ~ > 

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[jewbeloved]

Heya! If you're willing, can you do Cartman, Kyle, Pip, & Damien with a reader who gets flustered easily? Any kind act will make their face heat up and shy away

Cartman, Kyle, Pip, and Damien with a flustered s/o💖💖❤️♥️

Warnings: Cartman.

Gender: Neutral

❤️ Eric Cartman🩸

Dawg what?

You know Cartman is a bitch most of the time, so I doubt he will show a lot of kindness 😭😭😭

He is mean to you as well, but not as much with everyone else.

To put it simple, he's completely neutral most of the time around you ;-;

The only time when he shows you kindness is when he is in a good mood or needs comforting.

He was weirded out when he saw your cheeks all red at first.

"What the hell (Name)? why are your cheeks all red??? are you going to have a heart attack or are you sick???".

He soon realized that his kindness towards you has made you flustered around him which ended him being more flustered then you.

You had to sleep on the floor tonight :')❤️❤️❤️

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🌈

Kyle is a sweetheart to you most of the time, but unlike Cartman. He knows that his kindness and affection towards you always makes you flustered.

He'd be lying if he said that he doesn't find you adorable whenever your face is all red.♥️

He may tease you a little for it >:3

Cartman is a jerk, so Kyle won't show you PDA in public since Cartman made a big deal out of Kyle cuddling you in the lockers room and went around the school screaming "(NAME) IS BEING A SLUT FOR KAHL!!!".

Kyle punched him in the face to shut him up afterwards <3

So you both decided to have your moments whenever nobody was around to interrupt you 2.

Kyle definitely gave you the nickname "Cherry cheeks" since you always get flustered.💚💚💚💚💚

💛 Phillip Pirrup 💀

Holy hell, your face is going to be red all the time since Phillip is indeed the most kindest kid in south park. (Most of the time).

He would be actually worried for you the first time he made you flustered and thought you were sick. He offered you some tea until you had to tell him that his kindness towards you made you flustered.

He wouldn't react too much, but he would give you a gentle smile while having a little blush on his face as well.

"Oh dear (Name), you look so beautiful whenever you are flustered. It suits you really well!".

He'd shower you with compliments whenever you get flustered (He's taking advantage of this).

His older sister will be annoyed and start yelling at you and Phillip, but you both just ignore her and continued on with your day. 💛💛💛💛💛

🖤 Damien Thorn ☄️

He barley shows kindness, but that doesn't mean he isn't capable of showing it.

Man has been living in hell, so you might want to explain to him why your cheeks are all red all of a sudden when he has finally mustered up the confidence to show affection towards you.

He might feel bad and stop showing affection towards you because he thinks you might be tired of feeling flustered all the time.

Please reassure him that isn't case. 🥺

He will get all flustered himself after he showed kindness towards you,he isn't used to this "human interaction" thing okay?😵‍💫😭

If you aren't really bothered by feeling flustered by his actions all the time. Then he will continue to do it as long as it makes you happy and comfortable. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Sometimes I cringe at the way I'm writing my prompts, IM SO INSECURE ABOUT MY WRITING 😭😭😭

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[imagine--if]

how would soft!yan eddie react to the reader rejecting his advancements and confessions towards them because they have a fear of abandonment and it seems that every person the reader has ever cared for/loved always leaves them in the end and the reader will think it’ll happen with edward?

A/N: Just like this 😍 hope you enjoy!! As always, comment anywhere or dm me to be added to the taglissstt

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Obsessive loving Riddler, comforting fluff 💚

Words: 860

You look so still, so stunned, so... beautiful, to Edward. His arms encase your body as he rocks you affectionately, his face rubbing against yours as he smiles against your skin, pressing the occasional kiss on your cheeks and lips. All you can do is stare back at him with those big eyes, that could blink up at him and make him do whatever you want, but they're equally nervous, shy, like he first was.

"It's a lot to take in, I know," he mumbles in acknowledgement after chuckling at your expression of wonder. "Oh, my angel... you'll get used to it, just wait and see. It was always supposed to be this way."

Edward leans in closer to press his lips against yours in a more passionate kiss, his fingers tangling in your hair as he hums in bliss, and after a moment you kiss him back hesitantly. He seems to notice, because he pulls away, forest green eyes searching yours in concern behind his glasses.

"What's wrong, my love? Hmm?"

You shake your head as you try to come up with a response, and Edward waits patiently, not stopping his smothering affections, as if you've been together for months.

"I... I don't know," You mumble, and Edward rests his forehead against yours, staring straight at you in curiosity. "If this is a good idea, I mean."

"Is it because of The Riddler?" Edward shakes his head with a fond smile, bracing his hands on your shoulders. "Darling, we've been over this. You aren't going to get hurt, I'm not going to get hurt. Don't worry so much, okay? Trust me..."

"It's not because of The Riddler," You disagree, though that in itself was a pretty big shock. Still, you didn't really mind - the people who Eddie targeted deserve what they get - but if normal people get bored of their partners and throw them away, mad geniuses like Edward Nashton might throw you away in a much more literal sense.

"What then?" He encourages you gently, but you can see the growing worry and panic forming in his gaze, creeping into his tone. "You don't like me? You won't try to love me?"

"No, of course not that," You shake your head again, and Eddie relaxes slightly, his hands raising to cup your cheeks as he nods attentively. "It's just... people leave, Edward."

"Leave?" He repeats blankly. "What do you mean?"

"Everyone leaves eventually," You find yourself telling him, "and there's no point in trying to love someone, because when you do, that's when they're bored, and when they're bored, they abandon you, and-"

"Ssh, ssh, ssh, " Edward hushes you softly, pulling you into his lap properly as he cradles you, his head resting on your shoulder. "Sweetheart, are you telling me that everyone you've loved... have just left?"

You squeeze your eyes shut and nod smally, and you hear Eddie sigh sympathetically, hugging you tigher.

"It's not always just... dying," You can't help admit, letting yourself bury your face in the crook of his neck, and Edward shivers at the contact, closing his eyes with a slight smile. "They just go. And that's it."

"My poor, sweet baby," he coos, dipping his head to leave a trail of wet kisses on your neck, and you bite back a whimper at the feeling. "I understand, angel. But I'm not those people," Edward says, pulling away enough to look you in the eye. "Do you understand? I'll never, never leave you. Hah- how can I? I can't live without you!"

You blink at the sudden emotion filling his voice, and he squeezes your hands in his, eyes wide, barely restraining himself from overwhelming you with more hugs and kisses. But there's a spark of hope in your stare now, and he smiles eagerly at you.

"You can't?"

"Of course I can't," Edward breathes desperately. "You, my beauty, are my life. I'll do anything for you, truly. We have to stay together forever, or... it's just not right! We aren't meant to be separated, we're meant to be like this, because we were made for each other. I'm completely yours," he continues, letting go of one of your hands to stroke your cheek lovingly, "and all you need to be now is mine."

You take in his words in awe, watching as he slumps into your arms with a needy whine, nuzzling his head under your chin and hugging your waist. Edward can't be lying - he's practically absorbing you, breathing you in, drowning in everything that makes up you...

He really is in love.

"O- okay," You say with a small smile, and Edward immediately looks up at you in anticipation, "thanks, Eddie. I'll try, then."

"Yes!" He shrieks eagerly, attacking your face with kisses, and you squeal as his body traps yours underneath his, brown locks tickling your face as he peppers kisses over the bridge of your nose and your cheeks.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Edward almost moans in between kisses, and you can't help smiling properly, as he raises his head to stare down at you adoringly. "I'm going to love you, forever... just you wait and see..."

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[warmaidensrevenge]

Can you do Eddie munson x plus size reader where she is insecure of her belly not being flat and small

Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Hmm

Warning: body insecurities, fluff, and sexual implications

I'm keeping it short and sweet.

🫠🫰💚🖤

You were looking in your bathroom mirror sucking in your stomach. While your boyfriend took a shower. You read somewhere a good way to lose belly fat is for you to flexed your stomach and hold it for as long as you can.

You didn't have a flat tummy but you had a fupa for sure. (Fupa being a low hanging belly/gut)

You were at it for a while now. Since Eddie got in the shower. You and Eddie were highschool sweethearts. Turned into live in partners. You guys moved into a small house near his old trailer. Eddie worked at the mill with his uncle and you were on your way to becoming a dental assistant. So between school and 2 jobs. You barely saw Eddie anymore. You slept like 3 hours a night. Never ate properly. But today was a holiday. And you finally got to be with your honey. But for some reason your brain decided to hurt you today. You kept looking at your stomach. When did it get this big? Have you been neglecting yourself this bad? Oh poor Eddie he didn't sign up for this. Hardly seeing you and now you were bigger than what you were when you met.

You wanted to cry looking at your stomach. Riddle with white lines that made their way up towards your chest.

That's when you saw Eddie's arms wrap around your waist. Squeezing you from behind.

"That's enough of that sweetie."

Eddie always knew when you were feeling down about yourself. You loved that about him. You were never vocal about your insecurities. But Eddie could read you like a book.

" But honey look" you pointed at a long pink line on your side. " This one is new."

" And? You still look beautiful."

You sighed

" Listen to me" Eddie turned you around to face him. "You've been going through a lot these past couple of years trying to better yourself and our lives together. No one blames you for putting on a bit of weight. But in my opinion...there's just more of you to love." Eddie kissed your forehead. " If you want to work on it. I will help you. If you don't that's fine too. It doesn't matter to me. I love your body. And if you let me I can show you." Eddie grinned.

"Honey we can't spend all day doing that."

Eddie pulled away from you and stood up straight with his hands behind his back. You looked down his body seeing the towel wrapped around his waist wanting to pull it off so you could see all of him. But Eddie took a deep breath and began his small monologue in an English accent of course.

" Our fortress has been breached. A fowl beast threatens my queen. I will impale it repeatedly until it screams for mercy." Eddie couldn't help from laughing at his own inside joke.

You shook your head. You knew exactly what he meant. Eddie kneeled down on one knee placing his forearm on his thigh and hung his head.

" My queen. Let me be your champion."

You smiled then cleared your throat to match Eddie's accent. Eddie looked up to you and you gave him the Royal nod.

" I accept you as my one and only champion. We shall fight together...but first.... follow me to my bed chamber. I wish to inspect your...sword. See if it is up to pare." You raised and eyebrow at your honey. He was giving you his signature grin.

Eddie stood up and bowed " Your wish is my command."

#eddie munson #eddie munson x female original character #eddie munson x you #fanfic #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #eddie my beloved #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x plus size reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x you #eddie stranger things

[amatchinwater]

WIP Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @edgy-girlboss 💚

Rules: If you’re tagged, make a new post and share a few sentences from your most recent unposted WIP(s) with zero context -- Let your followers guess!

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Snippet 1:

“Excuse me.” “Jesus,” Stiles startles up from the counter. He didn’t even hear the bell go off. “Sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Stiles is lifting his gaze, ready to lay into the stranger. Who just calls someone by a pet name when you don’t even know them? It’s gross, and he’s not a fan. Until he’s staring up at gorgeous blue eyes, a sinful smile, and a jaw that probably cuts diamonds. Then, he’s more than okay with it. Stiles’ tongue dries up so badly that he has to actively focus on removing it from the roof of his mouth. The scratchy muscle fails at wetting his lips, but they drag along them just the same.

Snippet 2:

“You’re not serious,” Isaac states, all panic in his chemosignals gone. Only to be replaced with disbelief. “So we’re obviously not in the same part of the preserve you thought we were.” The wolf tries to take a step forward, only for Stiles to stop him again, “no. I’ve been coming here for months, Is. Months. There’s no way this isn’t the place. See?” He points to the tree beside the wolf, “carved my initials and everything. What the hell-” All of the flowers have begun to sway, bumping into one another, causing small particles to dance above them. “Whoa,” Isaac muses, Stiles too busy looking at the flowers to notice the wolf getting closer to them for inspection. “I gotta say, they are pretty though,” his voice sounds off, like he’s not quite himself. Transfixed by something, Isaac’s hand reaches out before the fox can stop him, and he touches one of the vibrant petals. The reaction is instant. The flower shudders before releasing a plume of shimmering, purple smoke into the air. Isaac sneezes, coughing the intrusive substance from his lungs.

Snippet 3:

Victoria rolls her eyes, “and here I was told you were the smart one. Did you really think I would let my daughter be friends with one of your kind?” The huntress sneers at him. “I’d never hurt Alli,” the wolf argues, yanking on his restraints. “Please, just let me go. I won’t talk to her anymore if that’s what you want.”

Snippet 4:

Stiles has never even seen the gates of Olympus. What hurts even worse, the reason Stiles is laying at the bottom of his pool, is he was promised a place behind those golden gates. With his husband. Other than Hades’ children, Stiles has always been skeptical of any descendant of the big three. It’s a tale as old as time, Stiles was blinded by a pretty face that spoke even prettier words. Only to be betrayed by beauty that rivals Aphrodite herself. Which kind of makes sense considering his husband is a son of hers. His father being Zeus himself. Theodore, a beautiful man with a wicked heart. Bringing his hand to his face, Stiles looks at the branded ‘T’ on his ring finger.

I have so many more, but I restricted myself to 4!

No pressure tags: @msmischief101 @saphire-blue @ksbbb @robo-dino-puppy @colethewolf @theoraeken

#wips #wip game #tag games #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #isaac lahey #steo #stisaac

[thewordworrier]

I Can Admit That I'm Just Too Soft

Yes, I know this is a bit out of left field for me, and honestly I don't expect anyone to read this. Much like my first attempt at an xReader fic this was a lil difficult but, you know, you gotta try these things! Pretty sure it didn’t help that I started it with almost 0 clue. But, hey, I think it’s cute. So, um... 🌈 Happy Pride 🌈 - have some of Shelly being happily bisexual. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 Word Count: 2,351 words. Notes: ~ Title from - “Sweet Nothing” by Taylor Swift. ~ Implied established relationship. ~ Mostly soft and fluffy, I think! ~ Though it is very mildly suggestive and flirty. ~ Song References, because I can. And because I like the cheese it creates!

~~~ [Backstage, after an obviously sold out show.] “Miss Swift, you have a visitor.” Taylor stopped pacing and spun on her heel to see a familiar, tiny blonde in the doorway. She nodded to the security guard who left, closing the door behind them, before turning her attention to the other woman. “Babe!” Shelly was soon being swept up into a tight hug by the gorgeous creature. “Hey!” She hugged her back just as tight. “I wasn’t sure if you were gonna make it.” Shelly tutted. “Of course I was gonna make it! When have I ever let you down?” Taylor smiled brightly at her and squeezed her tightly, giggling when she squeaked. “That’s true, you’re so very good to me.” She looked down at the t-shirt Shelly was wearing only to see her own face staring up at her. “Shell, darling, I love how supportive you are, but, off with that.” “You don’t wanna grope your own face?” Shelly giggled, grabbed her t-shirt at the waistline and wriggled as she pulled it up over her head, dropping it to the floor and running her hand through her hair. “Beautiful,” Taylor hummed softly, appreciatively as she looked Shelly over. “Although, I’m not sure what is more supportive here. You, or your bra.” Shelly giggled and purposely stretched, arching her back just a little bit. “My bras work very hard.” “Minx. You know what you’re doing don’t you?” “Mm hm.” “Of course you do, and I don’t even have it in me to be mad. You’re too cute to be mad at.” The singer locked the door behind them, grabbed Shelly’s hand in one of hers and dragged her over to the dressing table. “Up.” Shelly did as she was told and hopped to sit on the dressing table, but not without testing it carefully first. “Don’t worry babe, it’ll hold you. You’re not as big as you think you are.” “All my weight is in my boobs anyway,” Shelly grinned up at her. “Thank god for that,” Taylor gently rested her hands on Shelly’s knees for a moment. “They are glorious. I’m grateful you’re not also a part of the itty bitty titty committee.” “You are not! Yours are great!” Shelly protested with a pout. “Yours are perfect.” “Not quite as perfect as yours.” Shelly was about to reply when her knees were pushed apart so her girlfriend could stand between them. She squeaked softly in surprise but was soon shushed with a kiss which she returned eagerly, pulling Taylor closer by her clothing. “I have missed you,” Shelly whispered. “I’m so proud of you, but I’ve missed you.” “And I’ve missed you,” she tucked some stray hairs behind Shelly’s ear. “I really have.” “I don’t want to stand in the way of your world domination though,” Shelly grinned. “Although, if you were interested in another kind of domination -” “Miss Sketcher. Be good.” Shelly giggled and her eyes dropped to Taylor’s hands, watching her walk her fingers with her perfectly painted nails up Shelly’s legs until they hit the hem of her skirt. “I appreciate you being so enthusiastic about my lyrics, sweetheart, but I believe I sing about tight little skirts and not short, tiny ones.” Shelly giggled. “Mm well, if they were tight, you wouldn’t be able to push my knees apart like this, would you?” “Hmm. That is an excellent point.” She gently held Shelly’s chin between her thumb and forefinger. “We need to find you a red lipstick.” Shelly pouted. “But red is your colour, not mine. I wouldn’t want to take away from how good you look in it. You know pink is more my thing.” “I don’t know,” Taylor tilted her head and smiled, slipping her hand to cup Shelly’s cheek. “I quite like the way you look covered in my lipstick.” “Oh, well, in that case!” Shelly sat up a bit straighter and moved her hair back off of her shoulders and neck. “Maybe you should reapply some and go ahead and cover me.” Taylor chuckled and ran her fingertip over the curve of Shelly’s breast, gently caressing the skin. “I think we should save that.” Shelly pouted. “That’s no fun.” “Save that for later,” Taylor cupped Shelly’s cheek before kissing her pout. “Let me find you another shirt and then we should probably leave.” “Leave?” Taylor smiled at Shelly’s little head tilt. “Adorable. You didn’t think that I was just going to spend ten minutes with you and then send you home, did you?” “Um, well, no?” Shelly shook her head but then smiled. “But if you only had ten minutes, then I would take them.” “Oh, sweetheart,” she offered Shelly a different shirt and watched her put it on. “That colour is nice on you.” “You always like to dress me in pastels,” Shelly untucked her hair, hopped off of the dressing table and finished pulling the shirt down. “You’re almost Lover personified,” Taylor smiled warmly as she changed her shoes to a pair with much lower heels. “And I love that about you.” “Well, physically, outwardly, aesthetically at least,” Shelly smiled and trotted closer to Taylor. “I don’t think you could say my attitude is much like that.” “In public you are. In private,” Taylor wrapped an arm around Shelly’s waist, pulling her close to cuddle her. “In private you are very, hmmm, Reputation.” Shelly grinned and tilted her face up to nuzzle the taller woman, giggling when she got a forehead kiss instead. “Mm, I think I can deal with that. I think I like that comparison,” she frowned a little as Taylor wiped the remnants of lipstick off of her face. “Hey, I thought you liked it when I wore your lipstick?” “I’ve already said I’ll cover you in it later,”  she paused to put on a jacket and grab a bag, shoving the t-shirt that Shelly had previously been wearing inside it. “I’m assuming that you do want to come back to my room with me?” “Well, yeah, of course!” Shelly gulped quietly, almost embarrassed by her own eagerness. “I mean, yeah, if that’s an option.” Taylor giggled and linked arms with the shorter blonde. “I’ve got a gift for you, back in my room, actually…” “Oh?” Shelly let the singer lead her through the corridors. “Mm hm.” “Taylor,” Shelly sighed as they got into the cab. “I’m not here for you to buy me gifts. I’m not about that.” “I know that sweet,” Taylor settled beside her. “I know. But I wanted to. I always want to.” “Hmm,” Shelly smiled softly, looking down as Taylor hooked her pinky finger around hers. “I think I believe you.” “Good! You should!” They fell into a comfortable silence for the rest of the trip. Once they arrived they thanked the driver and Taylor led the way up to her room, walking purposely. At first, Shelly took a moment to catch up - she was shorter after all, but when the singer realised that the other woman was struggling, she slowed her pace. “Sorry Shell.” “You’re forgiven.” Taylor giggled and locked the hotel room door behind them, lingering as Shelly took a few more steps further into the luxury room. She hummed, watching Shelly look around - it was definitely one of the best rooms Taylor had shown her. “You can sit down if you want to,” Taylor said softly, giggling when Shelly perched on the edge of the bed and squeaked in surprise as she sunk into the soft blankets. “Oh my sweet, your feet are so far away from the floor!” Shelly scowled at her and let out a “hnph!” before she flopped onto her back. “Oh, honey,” Taylor approached her and started taking her shoes off for her. “Let’s get rid of these, then you can rest a bit more without worrying about getting your shoes on the sheets.” Shelly went to protest but quietened after receiving a Look from Taylor. “And I know you’d worry about that, because I know you.” “You’re lucky that I care about you so much and that you’re so beautiful because you’re so annoying when you’re right,” Shelly grumbled. “Care about you too babe,” Taylor couldn’t help but grin. “But you’re the beautiful one.” Shelly grumbled a bit more and pushed herself to sit up to watch Taylor look through one of her bags. She tilted her head as the singer sat next to her, a box in her hand. Before handing it over, she leant in and pressed a soft kiss to Shelly’s lips, smiling when the other girl giggled afterwards. “Now, this is… Well, it’s kinda twofold. If you think it’s awesome, I’d like to go ahead and authorise a lesser version for merch?” “Oh?” Shelly tilted her head. “But,” Taylor opened the box to reveal a multi-stone bracelet. “Obviously these are real, and the merch ones would be, well… Fake stones.” “Babe, that’s beautiful,” Shelly looked up from the bracelet to the singer. “If I know you, then there’s a reason they’re all different colours?” Taylor nodded with a smile. “My different eras.” Shelly gently took the box from her to look closer. After a few minutes, she went through the stones, pairing them with Taylor’s albums. Taylor herself, listened before beaming with pride when Shelly got every match up right, but of course she did. She was a smart cookie. Taylor kissed Shelly’s cheek for that, actually, and told her why, giggling when Shelly went pink and even a little bit shy. “Cute, babe. Such a cutie,” she kissed Shelly’s cheek again, leaving another lipstick mark almost right next to the previous one. “What do you think?” “It’s beautiful, it’s absolutely stunning.” “And also,” Taylor turned over the tag. “On the merch, this’ll just be the block version of my initials, but on yours, you’ve got them in my handwriting and on the other side -” “From the moon and to Saturn,” Shelly finished, looking at the little stamped crescent moon with Saturn's ring around it. Taylor beamed at her again. “That’s my smart girl.” “It’s really beautiful,” Shelly continued. “And I like that it’ll blend in with the merch.” “That was the plan,” Taylor gently took the box from her and moved to put it on a side table before moving to stand in front of the still sitting blonde. “So it’s like a friendship bracelet?” Shelly asked with a slight grin. Taylor just gave her A Look. “Shelly, we’ve been doing this long enough for you to know that this isn’t just friendship.” “I know, I know, I promise. I’m just teasing.” “Hmm,” Taylor leant one knee on the mattress between Shelly’s legs before leaning down as if to kiss her - but she stopped millimetres away from Shelly’s mouth. “You do like to tease, don’t you?” “Yes ma’am,” Shelly almost whispered before she swallowed. “But, you’re just as bad, with those shorts you like to wear and - and all that.” “And the shiny costume?” Shelly nodded. “And the shiny costume.” “Little magpie,” she ran her fingers over Shelly’s hair, tucking some flyaway bits behind her ear. “Ma’am,” Shelly beamed up at her, leaning into her touch. “You know I always correct you when you call me something like that.” “You do,” Taylor cupped her palms around Shelly’s cheeks. “And you normally say something rude about it.” “About being more, ah, cat like?” She grinned almost wickedly. “Something something you are what you eat?” “Hm! Yes that!” She squeezed Shelly’s face gently. “You’re lucky I love you.” “I am! So lucky!” Shelly hummed happily as Taylor kissed her. “The cats love you,” she said between kisses. “I love them,” Shelly giggled. “Not as much as I love you, but it's pretty close.” Taylor laughed. “Well, I can’t say I blame you there. But really, I’m the lucky one.” “Nope, lies, that’s me.” “No,” Taylor tapped the tip of Shelly’s nose. “You’re sweet and kind, smart and funny and so supportive of me and my work.” “What kind of partner would I be if I wasn’t?” Shelly scrunched up her nose as it was tapped, before raising an eyebrow. “Even if we weren’t together, friends should still support friends.” “You’re so good Shell,” she leant down to give her another little kiss, feeling the shorter woman grin into it. “Not difficult to be supportive when your girlfriend is taking over the world with her kick-ass abilities,” Shelly couldn’t help but grin even wider. “Nor is it hard to be good for you either.” “Ma’am…” Shelly just giggled. “I couldn’t ask for anything more from you,” Taylor played with Shelly’s hair. “Ever.” “One of your biggest fans babe,” Shelly winked at her. “I’m always here to cheerlead for you. With or without the outfit.” She couldn’t help it; Taylor snorted. “Well, you do look pretty good in the outfits.” Shelly lightly clicked her tongue and shot her some finger guns and Taylor laughed, which just made Shelly laugh with her. “No, really,” she continued. “The support means everything to me.” “It’s the bare minimum honey,” Shelly murmured as Taylor kissed her forehead. “Bare minimum. I support those I love, fiercely.” “Fiercely support or fiercely love?” “Both.” Taylor beamed. “Please don’t ever change though, Shell. You’re just so…” “Don’t say perfect, because we both know I’m not.” “Soft,” Taylor continued. “You’re soft and sweet, kind and gentle and just so…” She cupped Shelly’s face gently and nuzzled the tip of her nose against her’s. “You’re so good. In all the best ways.” “And all the bad ways,” Shelly grinned before nuzzling Taylor back and giggling. “Anyway,” Taylor rolled her eyes. “Because you’re so good, I have another gift for you.” “Taylor,” Shelly sighed and watched her almost saunter over to the bathroom. “The bracelet and time with you is more than enough.” “Well, it’s kinda for both of us,” she said - inside the bathroom now. Although she’d left the door open a bit. “Oh?” Shelly looked up from her lap, shifting a bit in her spot on the end of the bed. “It’s something for me to wear and for you to take off.”

#She Speaks #She Writes #Taylor Swift fanfic #Taylor Swift x FOC

[deepspacedukat]

Hey! I love your Vulcan content, its all so good! So I got into a car crash the other day and im in a lot of pain right now, can you maybe spare any Vulcan/Human relationship content to distract me? Thanks for reading my ask, have a great day!

Thank you so much for your sweet words, Nonny. Sorry this request took me so long to get out, but hopefully the other Vulcan stories I’ve put out have been able to tide you over in the meantime! 💚 I hope your pain is gone, and that you enjoy this little drabble!

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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Drizzle

Mestral (ST:ENT) x Reader

[A/N: This is just fluff.]

Warnings: Interspecies relationship, Vulcan/Human relationship, fluff, kissing, cuddling, established relationship, rainy day cuddles.

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Mestral had seen rain many times before while stranded on Earth. Before T’Mir and Stron returned to Vulcan, it seemed unremarkable to him - merely a logical weather phenomenon. As the decades passed, however, he observed many different reactions to precipitation. His first partner, Maggie, had detested rain.

After she passed, Mestral left Carbon Creek and traveled for many years, observing humanity. People scurried for cover when rain came, but whether they complained about its presence or welcomed it depended entirely upon the individual he was observing. He never truly understood why rain should draw an emotional response from people, but it often did.

For example, Mestral found his new partner curled up in an armchair by the window watching the spring shower from the warmth of their living room. She seemed not to hear him walk in, at first. He had already removed his big, rain-soaked coat and left his boots by the door. Her serenity seemed so complete that he almost hated to disrupt it, but after the cold of the rain he dearly desired his love’s embrace. She was warm and she never hesitated to share her body heat with him.

She looked over just as he knelt beside the arm of the chair and rested his chin on the soft fabric. A smile curled her lips, and Mestral was reminded of the same brilliant joy she’d shared with him. Even that first sheepish smile she’d given him when they first met. She’d been dancing in the rain, taking such obvious pleasure in the simple sensation of the precipitation on her skin that she hadn’t noticed him watching her at first.

“I was wondering if you’d get home or if you’d simply be washed away,” she murmured now as his hand rested lightly on her thigh. He knew his adoration was plastered quite obviously on his face. If his wife had been Vulcan instead of Human, he would likely have been chastised for the openness of his expression.

“You realize of course that such an occurrence would be illogical, my wife,” he replied, but she just let out a little laugh. “Ah, I see that the rain has encouraged a pleasant mood.”

“Mmm, yep. Rain like this is beautiful! Besides, it means I get to keep my husband warm this evening,” she said as she ran her fingers through his hair, letting her nails scrape against his scalp the way he enjoyed. Mestral’s eyelids fluttered shut, and he let out a contented sigh. “C’mon, sweetheart. Let’s go to bed.”

Moments later, the two of them were twined in each other’s arms, watching the rain patter gently against the windows from beneath their blankets. Mestral had grown to love rainy days as much as he loved his wife.

#deepspacedukat fic #mestral x reader #Mestral #rainy day fluff #established relationship

[violetsareblue-selfships]

xiao or arlecchino for the ask game!

ty! ... tempted to answer for both lol (green heart for Xiao; fire for Arlecchino :3)

-What made me like them

💚: I mean... I have a type - so the fact that he was stoic, mysterious, & closed-off at first (but clearly so caring as he grew connections to the Traveler), it just won me over so quickly. Also, he's freaking pretty.

🔥: I'm weak to a strong woman hehe. Literally, I was wanting to add her for a whole year just based on the one Harbinger teaser where she said like two lines. I mean, a beautiful, sharp-witted woman??? Sign me up.

-My favorite thing about them

💚: physically? his eyes - they're so pretty!! other than that, he makes me feel safe. i know he's always a call away if i need him (or sometimes even thinking his name is enough if I can't verbalize it).

🔥: she's so soft with me. she keeps a slight distance with everyone even her children but with me, she's unafraid to show a softer side. she'll allow herself to be vulnerable with me <3

-Nicknames we have for each other

💚: I call him "little bird, sweetheart, darling, love, baby, precious" and much more (I am a bard so nicknames are easy) | he calls me "Qingxin, butterfly, crystalfly, my sun" as well as things like love and darling. <3

🔥: I call her "'Cchino, Arle, & various French pet names" and things like darling and dearest. | She calls me "Angel, lovely, love, darling" and some other pet names in French (Fontainian hehe)

-A headcanon of our relationship/friendship

💚: He doesn't have much of an interest in mortal food (except for almond tofu and grilled tiger fish) but he'll eat anything I make for him. He likes watching me cook as well ^-^

🔥: If we have to be apart for anything, we're writing letters to each other. If the missions last long enough, we'll actually send the letters back to the other with the returning Fatui troops, but otherwise, we'll give them to each other in person. Also, the children of the House of the Hearth call me Mother like they call her Father <3

-My favorite image of them

💚: this one (though it was hard to pick) just because he's all sleepy & cute <3

🔥: she's smiling <3333 (i can't wait for her to be playable so i get more pics of her hehe)

-Anything else!

💚: giving him a big kiss and cuddling him, my precious fiance <3

🔥: love her so much!!! <3

#self shipping #self ship #f/o #romantic f/o #fictional other #thanks for the ask! #our love transcends 💖🌥️ #I burn brighter by your side 💖⚜️

[munson-blurbs]

TUI 9

Harris helped his dad pick out his outfit?? 🥹

“You’re always beautiful.” 🥰

‘He doesn't divulge that Wayne reminded him to open doors for you when he'd come over to the apartment for dinner last night, or that the older man had slipped him a crumpled ten dollar bill and whispered, "get her something to eat, too," punctuating his statement with a wink.’ 🗣️MAC. DADDY. WAAAAAYNE.

"I think you're a lot like her. How she was, anyway.

The way you're always looking out for people, like... let's say...a bitter wannabe rockstar and his adorable yet mischievous son?"

“You really are pretty, y’know?” “Like a Princess?” 💗

“Okay, the reason I took you out for coffee is because, well, I figured if things went well, I’d know your coffee order and could bring it to you at work or something? Like when I drop Harris off in the morning.” Just a big ol softy trying to make his Ms. Sweetheart happy.

“Feels weird asking to kiss you after we’ve already…”

EDWARD. WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT NIGHT.

“I’m willing to take that risk.” And he is. He’d risk everything, and for the first time in a long while, he’s not running from that feeling. 💗

He can’t stick around long; he doubts his boss will accept trying to impress my maybe-girlfriend as a valid excuse for tardiness. *swoons*

Bug!

BUG!!!

All the sweetness. He was trying so hard to be a perfect gentleman. 🥹 He’s down bad for Ms. Sweetheart. Not me kicking my legs and giggling like a school girl when he called her pretty. 😅 I read the cw and I figured that’s how this chapter would end. 😞 Poor Sweetheart, I feel like she’s going to lose it a little bit and spiral. Not much, just a little. HARRIS TO THE RESCUE!?🥺 I’m so excited to see what happens next. 💚💚💚💚💚

B!

I'm such a sucker for people remembering the little things, like coffee orders, so I had to include Eddie memorizing Ms. Sweetheart's. He's becoming such a respectful lil bean and we love to see it.

The Munson men are definitely going to need to cheer her up...but will she let them?

And, yes, we love Mac Daddy Wayne hehe

#answered

[fangirlstorycreator]

Terry CK X Reader

Context: Your heavily pregnant with Terry's baby, and your really struggling with the pain of carrying a baby. So Terry comes up with an idea 💚

You were sat on the sofa with some cream that you used to moisturize your pregnant belly. You didnt realise it would get this big and the pain in your back and lower body was really starting to get to you. You just wanted this baby to be out now, then you could finaly be comfortable and sleep better. You were rubbing the cream into your belly when Terry stopped in the living room doorway, just admiring how beautiful you were as the mother of his child. But, he could also see the discomfort you were experiencing.

"Sweetheart, are you alright?" "To be honest with you babe, not really" he takes a seat next to you as you continue. "My back is killing me and my legs and body feel so tender, I just want to have the baby already" "I know you do sweetheart, I cant imagine what it must be like growing and carrying our baby all the time. Are the massages I'm giving you not working?" "They do work Terry, just not for long. I honestly just wish that just for a few minutes, I could feel waitless. Like I weigh nothing and the pain leaves my body for a while. Thats all" He puts his arm around you and leaves a feather like kiss on your forehead.

"I have an idea that might help sweetheart, but I'm going to need you to get dressed for this to work" "Get dressed into what?" "Your maternity swimming costume, I'm talking you somewhere that you can relax" You do as he says and go upstairs to change into your swimming costume, then you grab a change of clothes and anything else you need and meet Terry at the front door. He takes all the stuff for you and puts it in the car, then he helps you sit in the passenger's seat and puts your seat belt on. He starts driving you out of town for about half an hour until he pulls up into a small and very quiet part of the beach.

"This part if the beach belongs to me, and this is where I'm talking you to relax" He helps you out of the car and grabs the things while you walk down towards the water. He puts the stuff down on a sunbed and holds you from behind while resting his hands on your belly and kissing your neck. "So? What do you think of this place?" "Its beautiful Terry, let's hope a bit of sunbathing helps" he chuckles then says "Ah ah sweetheart, I didnt bring you hear to sunbathe. Let's get you into the water. He pulls of his shirt and is now in just swimming shorts, yellow sun glasses with his hair down, and you pull off your summer dress that you wore over your swimming costume. He puts them both on the sunbed, then you hold eachothers hands as you enter the water.

It was so warm, it felt like walking into a natural bath, and once you were in deep enough to swim, it felt so good. "Oooh this is lovely Terry. The warm salt water makes me feel like im-" "Weightless? I knew it would, that's why I brought you hear. You are working so hard to help our baby grow, its only fair I do whatever I can to make you feel comfortable" He smiles warmly at you as he swims over to where you are, you put your arms around him and you share a sweet slow kiss. "I love you Terry, and thank you for bringing me hear, I don't think I have felt this comfortable in months" "I'm glad sweetheart, I love you too. I'll tell you what, your not due for another 6 weeks right? Why dont we do this every afternoon? I'm not working at the dojo and your on maternity leave, it makes sence right?"

"What a great idea Terry, you dont mind bringing me hear?" "Of course not sweetheart, I love you and will do anything to make you happy" You share another kiss before having a little swim around in the warm and healing sea. Enjoying eachothers company, swimming together and at points Terry will hold you while you float in the sea, almost like he is holding you in mid air. It was pure bliss, and you couldn't get enough of it. It was starting to get dark now, and Terry said "Right I think it's time to get you two home now and get some dinner on the go" "Aww do we have to Terry?" "I know you want to stay sweetheart, but you and the baby need to eat and sleep. But dont worry, we'll be back tomorow and we'll bring some more things like a packed lunch with us. And we can spend another day without pain. So come on sweetheart, let me take you home"

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #cobra kai #terry silver x reader

[imagine--if]

One headcannon I have for Eddie is he's initially apprehensive of the reader doing things for him. In his mind the reader is his angel/ precious princess who he doesn't deserve so when he comes home from work and the reader has made him a beautiful dinner at first he's like "*gasp* angel this is absolutely beautiful but you are not my maid sweetheart!" He loves the dinner but is quick to jump up and do the dishes because he believes he's the one who should be waiting on the reader hand and foot not the other way around.

A/N: This is so accurate and adorable wth 🥰 so yea, did a blurb too hehe, enjoyyyy (I'm gonna hopefully get round to answering a lot more matchups and earlier requests this weekend since I finally get a break from exams 😅 got the next To My Hope chapter in my drafts!!)

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: FlUfF 💚

• Of course, Edward sees you as an ethereal beauty, so why the heck would he expect you to go around doing chores and stuff around the apartment?? That's not stuff you should be worrying about 😌

• Also, he's not really used to the concept of people wanting to do things for him to see him happy, cus before you came into his life... yeah, no one was ever like that with Eddie 🙁

• If you even attempt to go make food or something that requires just a little too much effort in his mind, you won't get very far, he'll look at you like you're joking and sit you right back down

• But this time, Eddie's working late to generate a little more income for your projects and all, so you take the opportunity to go make something for you and him, cus why not?? And since you've never really gotten a chance to in the past, you're curious to see his reaction

• His reaction was like 😵😍

• Edward honestly felt like crying because seeing the food set up on the table and you acting like it's not a big deal and you wanted to do it for his happiness... HoW cAn YoU gEt AnYmOrE pErFeCt?!

• Exactly like it's described, "Oh, angel, this is all absolutely beautiful... but you aren't my maid, princess!"

• He enjoys every little bit of it, but when you've finished eating, like hell he's gonna let you try cleaning up

• Genuinely shocked lmao

• "Wh- what are you doing? No, no! - you stay right there, I'll do it, okay?"

• Hope you're ready for a crap ton of things being done for you at every possible moment of the day after that, because if Edward can find a way to do something for you and get to see that smile and a kiss thank you, it's so worth it

• When he's the one making you food, he's very particular about presentation (I mean, how spot-on was that question mark in his drink 👀) and since it's being made for you, it's 'made with love' lol

• Ed's love languages definitely include acts of service, and words if you count lovestruck rambling 😂

• But I feel like his main love language is touch, so he'll be hugging and kissing you as much as possible to show you his thanks and how much he adores you 💚

• He'll obsess over how you did all that for him and agdsifbsfh I'mma have to write a blurb-

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Edward latches onto you with wide eyes, his arms encasing you as his breaths grow uneven with the overwhelming love building up and suffocating his thoughts...

As usual.

You smile and shake your head as he thanks you for the hundredth time tonight, squeezing back into the hug. "You're welcome, Eddie. You don't need to keep thanking me-"

"Of course I do," he breathes shakily, pressing a deep kiss onto your lips and resting against you in a daze after he pulls away. "No one's ever done that for me before... it was beautiful- you're beautiful, my sweet angel, thank you sooo much..."

You can't hold back laughter at that, smirking at him fondly and stroking his cheek with your thumb, making Edward melt easily into the contact.

"You're sooo welcome."

He giggles, cuddling up to you with a dreamy, dopey grin. "I love you. I'll always keep you safe from... from the horrors out there... I promise."

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hello, sweetheart, i am just here to say that your writing is absolutely lovely, and i hope you are doing well💚

holy shit this came into my ask box like a month ago when i was not opening my ask box at all and i hate myself for not replying sooner

i think i’ve followed you since i’ve had tumblr so this is like having the queen of england (bless her soul ig) sneeze on me, it’s beautiful 🙏

i’ll compose myself now. 🧍

anyways thank you for the compliment!!! i love your writing as well you’re a big inspiration for my deathnote writing!

#squealing like an idoit #a celebrity recognized my minute talent 💪💪💪💪 #tripping over my shoes and posing on some randos lamborghini #oph.posts #oph.thoughts #oph.anons