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thewritingginger · 3 years

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AoT Boys - Preferences

This is something... I have nothing else to say about it lol

Also it may be a bit all over the place idk

Fandom: Attack on Titan Characters: Reiner Braun, Armin Arlert, Eren Yeager & Jean Kirstein Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, Fem! Bodied Reader, Mentions of sex, Swearing, lot of boob, ass, & thigh talk, also switches b/w saying s/o and you I'm a mess :)

Enjoy ~

Reiner

Reiner is a simple man that loves dem tiddies!

Big or little doesn't matter

Man has giant hands and if it fits it ships

“You fit so perfectly in my hands.”

Loves to lay on your chest - #LittleSpoonReiner

When he had a particularly rough day all he wants to do is nizzle into your chest and breathe in your scent

Likes to massage them over your clothes when y’all make out

Can’t keep his mouth off of them, licking and biting them as he also plays with your nipples

He may give them a few smacks here and there if that's the mood 😉

Honestly would so happy to just play with your chest and nothing else, especially if you really like it

Likes when his s/o rides him - not only cuz it gives them more control of the pacing but also bc he gets a full view of their breasts

If you want to make this man nearly combust send him a saucy pic while he’s out/at work and can’t get to you

Man is weak for some lacy lingerie - really likes pastels and white (to him if makes it almost feel naughtier cuz of how sweet it looks)

“I was thinking of wearing this to our date tonight, do you like it? 😇” - w/ a mirror pic of you in a matching lacy set, wearing one of his large button up shirts and make sure you put your hand on your cheek sweetly, pressing your breasts together

He would call you so fast!

“Sweetheart, I am at work! Please-”

“And change of plans, instead of going out Imma need you to be on that bed when I get home tonight because we will not be leaving that room till you’re completely fucked out.”

Really likes clothed sex - why would he just rip of that pretty lingerie you put on for him when he can continue to enjoy it on your beautiful body while he rails you?!

He just overall enjoys seeing and feeling your chest and bonus points for it also feeling good for you though he doesn’t really touch them w/o your permission/ when y’all are getting it on

However, in his sleep his hand can become a bit of a wanderer

So he is a perv but not so outwardly so

Really likes lacy or mesh shirts where can see your bra/bralette - though sometimes it can make him feel some type of way

“Beautiful, I always love what you wear but you gotta stop doing this to me, my heart can’t take it.”

Man just melts for you! ok?!

Armin

Armin is a Thigh Man! and I will die on this hill!!!

He loves to hold and squeeze them - in both sexual & non-sexual situations

Laying on them is prime time for him, he may even leave a few sleepy kisses behind before falling asleep on them

Also Thigh fucking is his jam!! And you can’t convince me otherwise

Not only does he love the feeling of your thighs jerking him off but also it’s about that teasing he loves to give his s/o

May even taunt them about it

“You like feeling my cock slide between your thighs?”

“My Angel wishes they had my cock inside them, huh.”

He also just generally loves kissing, licking and biting your thighs, he likes to take his time especially when he is about to go down on you

He likes to have his hand on his s/o’s thigh while sitting next to them, whether at home or out for lunch with friends - not necessarily in a sexual way well… unless you want him to 😉

Want to make him excited? Wear some thigh high stockings

If you are wearing a skirt and at some point in the day you lift the hem to show the garter strap holding up your stocking he’ll let out a little low hum of approval and needs to get his hands on you soon

That also goes for if you want to send him a little pic in the day to show you miss him just a little

“Thinking of you bb 🥰” - w/ a picture of your skirt raised or just in a pair of cute panties while sat on your knees with your thighs pressed together would do the trick

He would blush a little at the initial shock -especially if around others- but would be quick to excuse himself before responding

“You’re so beautiful, when I get home I’m gonna spread those pretty thighs open and have you screaming for me.”

Boy really likes not only shear tights but also fishnets

Whether you wear them under a skirt/dress or under distressed jeans and it peeks through holes and over the top he’s in for it

Has 10000% had sex with a pair of fishnets on - the ones with the extra large holes that he can fit his dick through - yes ma’am

Also just plain old ripping them open so make sure you don’t spend a lot of money of your tights cuz they might not last too long oop

Eren

Also a Boobie Man!

Whether he is just chillin on the couch watching t.v. with his s/o or making out and getting down to business, his hand somehow always finds its way to a boob

He will just put his arm around your shoulder and snake his hand down the collar of your shirt and just cup it - maybe will begin to give a few squeezes here and there mf treating it like a stress ball smh

Will motor boat you - he doesn’t care if there isn't much to your chest either cuz he will go for it anyway

If he is having sex in missionary best believe both his palms would be kneaded his s/o’s breasts

Or if from behind he will lean over and wrap his arm around their front to hold them

But lets need not forget the tiddie bounce when his s/o rides him

So many choices baby boy doesn’t know which one he likes best 🤔

Loves some tiddie-fucking

And cumming on dem boobies as well

“You look so good with my cum drippin down your tits.”

This bitch will be at work and ask for nudes smh

Of course he wants boobie pics - loves when you are topless and holding your breasts with your hands or simply just your cleavage down your shirt

“You’re always so good to me Babygirl. I’ll see you when I get home 😉”

Likes when you wear revealing tops

Of course he’ll about throw hands if someone's gaze stays a bit too long but he is proud of his baby and knows they are beautiful

Eren, unlike Reiner, is more outwardly pervy

Always encourages you not to wear a bra

“Your nipples are so cute, why wouldn’t you want to show them.”

Also you know he aint afraid to stare and when you catch him he’ll just give you a wink and a cocky smirk

Jean

Bonafide Booty Man!

Like Reiner, the size doesn’t matter!

Big or little - if he can grab he can vibe with it

This boy always has his hand on the butt any chance he gets

Cuddle Time? His hand will rubb and hold the booty

When y’all are making out? You best believe he’ll pull you real close and squeeze your ass

So safe to say that taking his s/o from behind is great booty access

Also reverse Cowgirl is a nice view as well

“Fuck, I love seeing your ass bounce on my cock.”

Loves to squeeze, jiggle and spank your butt

Also kissing and biting the cheeks are a yes in his book

Likes to bend over his s/o and go down on them from behind, having is tongue covered in their taste as his hands grope and smack their ass - sign him up

Likes days in at home with you, especially if you opt out of wearing pants - Pants are always optional in his household 😉

If he sees cheeks he’s a happy man

Expect to get little booty love taps &/or pinches while around him - mostly when it’s just you two at home

If you want to fluster him a bit give his ass a little smack/squeeze of your own

Likes when you send him pics but when he’s at work? He’ll have to breathe for a minute and leave the room if others are around

“Baby, should I get these?” - w/ a pic in a dressing room wearing a silky “pajama” short set that leaves little to the imagination; booty on full display of course

“Yes! 😍😍😍”

“My sweet girl, I want to see you in that when I get home.”

Big fan of leggings and high waisted pants on his s/o - all about extenuating that booty

Just tight pants in general tbh

If you ever come out in a little number and the booty is poppin he’ll grab your hand and make you do a little spin for him to get a full 360 view

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thechocoboos · 5 years

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Your gladnis headcanons are so good 😩 Could we get some headcanons if it was a poly relationship (gladnis+reader)?

hELLO

this has been a WIP in my google docs for literal months, and I only just now dusted it off and finished it up. It… came out so much longer than anyone asked for but u know what, I ain’t mad lol. Thanks so much for your request and I hope you enjoy!!!

Gladnis/Reader HC

None of you could really pinpoint when you all developed feelings for each other

You had an unfortunately strong crush on both of them, and when they started dating each other, it had crushed part of you

Ofc you had stayed close with them, you couldn’t let your feelings get in the way of such a great friendship with either of them

But one day, you weren’t feeling so great

You guys were all hanging out, your poor heart harboring feelings for both of them, getting crushed every time their lips brushed and their hands touched

At some point, you had to excuse yourself, just wanting your damn feelings to go away so you could just be friends with them–just friends, nothing more, no more aching heart or tearful eyes

But Ignis had followed you

He asked you what was wrong, and of course you could only reply with a vague answer about being tired

And of course it was a lie–a lie that he had caught onto

He merely crossed his arms and looked at you, brow furrowed and eyes concerned as he said, “I believe I know what this is about,”

Of course Iggy knew, he wasn’t an idiot, but he only took your hand and asked you to rejoin Gladio and himself–you guys had a lot to talk about

You couldn’t say no, even if your stomach was doing flips and your heart was tightening in your chest

You were so worried they had caught onto your feelings–feelings you had for both of them

One of them would be bad enough, but no, you had feelings for two men who were in a relationship–with each other

Ignis was the first one to speak–and you fears were realized, they did know. They had known for a while–and, and they had talked about it

And as it turned out, they liked you, too. They both did. And they were willing to give it a shot, as long as you were, too

It was weird to process, these two men who were in a relationship wanted you to join them–if you wanted to. And you did.

It took some time to settle into the dynamic

Gladdy and Ignis were a quiet couple, and you knew that already, and there were so many moments where it genuinely seemed like they were lost with each other

But then, there were moments where one of them were lost with you, too, and as time went on, there would be moments where you were all lost with each other

Gladio likes to wrap his arms around you–he likes a definite touch, an arm over your shoulder (and his other arm over Ignis’), a hand on your thigh, his head in Iggy’s lap with you resting on his chest

Meanwhile, Ignis like a soft, fleeting touch

He likes to let his hand linger on your arm or your hand, a peck on your head, standing just a touch too close merely so he could bask in your presence

Your favorite moments are the ones when you all do the most minute, boring tasks together–it spices them up and makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, it feels like all is right in the world and that you all have each other in your own little bubble of happiness

You love going to the grocery store with Ignis, holding hands while he peruses the aisles and purchases new spices. He always rubs his thumb against your hand, handing you tomatoes with his free hand and asking what you think, smiling if you say that it’s too firm or just right, perfect for dinner in a few days or even overripe

It’s even better if Gladio comes, his presence comforting and warm, especially when he pulls you back to stand next to him while stealing a kiss from Ignis, claiming that it was his turn to hold your hand

Sometimes there are disagreements–maybe one of you guys had been feeling left out or maybe one of you was fed up with something one of the others had been doing; and Gladio always makes it his mission to bring it forward while Ignis keeps discussions cool and level headed

Gladio’s hot temper sometimes makes it hard for those discussions, especially when stressed, and but Ignis always, always calms Gladio down and comforts you at the same time

Communication is incredibly important between the three of you, and even though it’s hard to talk about sometimes, Gladio and Ignis both do their best to make it as easy as possible, and you can’t thank them enough

You guys all like to team up for one another’s birthday

For Iggy’s, you and Gladdy work hard to give him a joint bday present as well as some smaller ones from you guys individually (it was quite funny one year when you both bought him the same pair of high quality kitchen shears); and the same went for Gladdy’s, and even your own

Teamwork is probably the best thing to come out of the relationship aside from all the love

Whenever Ignis is stressed from advisor work, you and Gladio sort of tag team him to get him to relax or go to bed on time

Gladio usually starts it with some distractions, and you always come in afterwards to convince Iggy

The same can be said for Gladdy, if he’s training too hard, you start off with the distractions and Ignis goes in for convincing

You guys worked out the system, and for the most part, it’s foolproof

You all have quiet evenings

You guys like to pile onto the couch, Gladio on one end, Ignis on the other, an arm draped over one another with you squashed right in the middle

Sometimes, when really in need of relaxing, Gladio rests his head in Ignis’ lap with you on top of him, one of his muscular arms tossed around you comfortingly and Ignis running a hand through Gladdy’s hand

It’s not uncommon for you guys to fall asleep like that

Some nights, if Ignis is up super late and Gladio is out late making sure Noct doesn’t get his ass killed, you grab a blanket and crawl beside Ignis on the couch, snuggling into his side. He always has to suppress a smile and tell you to go to bed–he’ll join you later (it’s a lie)

You shake your head and tell him you’ll stay put, right there, and go to bed right when he does

You fall asleep–every, single, time.

When Ignis notices you asleep, he can’t help but gaze at you softly for a moment before kissing your forehead, making sure your blanket is wrapped around you nice and snug, then wrap an arm around you and do the rest of his work with one hand

Gladio always comes home, late and tired, to see Ignis half asleep with you practically laying on him

Ignis will yawn, mumbling to Gladio to pick you up and take you to bed

Gladio always abides, not before pecking Iggy on the lips and telling him, “I’ll be back for you in a sec,”

He gathers you up in his arms, shushing you gently if you stir and ask if Iggy’s gone to bed yet, “He’ll be in bed soon, babe,”

Ignis always joins you two not a second later, beating Gladio to the punch (as much as he loves Gladio’s strength, he finds that he’d rather carry himself to bed)

You guys always wake up in a mess of tangled limbs and half cuddles, and every time they try to get up for work, you manage to pull them back to bed for another twenty minutes

Gladio’s kisses are warm and passionate, while Ignis’ are soft and slow.

There were times where one would pull you away from the other’s kisses and place one of their own on your lips, before turning around and kissing the other

There are lots of kisses btw

Sometimes, in more passionate moments, there are kissing competitions

Gladdy is competitive, but when it comes to kissing and being the best, Ignis really, really goes for it

He gently caresses your face and cradles your head; but when it gets heated? Ohhhh lordy, his hand becomes tangled in your hair, the other hand holding you so close that you feel as though you two are one and the same

He leaves you breathless and warm, wanting to drag him right back down and resume where you left off–but then Gladdy takes his turn

In those moments where Ignis is intense and needy with his competitive kisses, it’s Gladio who becomes soft and loving

He chuckles as he pulls you away from Ignis, telling Iggy that he might have left you a bit breathless

His kisses are just as loving, and surprisingly, after Ignis’ intensity, his are soft and gentle

He holds you close and his hand is entangled in your hair as well, but rather than tugging on your hair in a moment of lust, his hand is gentle and soft.

It’s a slow kind of kiss, but it leaves you just as breathless and wanting as Ignis’

Whenever it’s Iggy and Gladdy who are locked in heated kisses, you get lightheaded just watching them–they can be a bit intense sometimes

And sometimes, they’re both intense with you

Whenever that happens, they’re both holding you, one placing kisses to your neck and shoulders as the other locks lips in a kiss so passionate that you wouldn’t be able to stand

They go back and forth, and every time, you’re left light headed and dizzy but always wanting more (these competitions always lead to a lil bit more than kissing if u get my drift)

Anyways, the best part of having two bfs and there are twice as many clothes to steal from!!!

Gladdy openly likes it when you wear his clothes, and prior to moving in together, whenever you stay the night, he ALWAYS has you change into some of his clothes (it makes him so happy and he doesn’t even know why)

Of course he also makes Ignis change into his own clothes, too, despite already having actual clothes at Gladdy’s place

Ignis pretends to be annoyed whenever you steal his clothes, but deep down? He fucking loves it. Gladdy could never fit into his clothes (muscle man too swole), so seeing you wearing his own satisfies an itch he didn’t know he had until you came into the relationship

Whenever you ask a question, 9/10 Iggy knows the answer and Gladdy has to google it (and if Iggy asks a question for once, I promise you and Gladdy both scramble to see who can google it faster. Whoever wins gets the winning kiss from Ignis while the loser has to wait for their kiss)

Whenever you guys go on trips, Gladio always INSISTS on never needing directions (I mean, he has great direction sense but it’s infuriating when he doesn’t really know where y’all are going) but Ignis is always insistent on stopping at the nearest outpost and asking for directions

Meanwhile, you hate doing either of those, so you fumble with your gps while screaming at Ignis that if he stops in that outpost, you’ll steal all of his cufflinks and tie them to your shoelaces (it’s a lie of course, but you know he values his cufflinks very much)

But your GPS is terrible. So you guys have ended up down some very weird and/or shady roads on your vacations, and every time, Gladio tugs you just a bit close to his chest

On roadtrips, Ignis lets you sip his Ebony sometimes and Gladio sits in the back of the car with you, one arm thrown around your shoulders, and the two of you nibble on snacks together

Gladio likes to read his book during these road trips when you fall asleep on him–he tugs you closer to his chest and sometimes hums

He also likes to feed you little snacks sometimes, and more often than not, you two end up sharing a sandwich that Iggy made

Ignis likes to pack picnics for dates to the park

He brings everyone’s favorites and after goofing around and tossing grapes at each other, you guys end up lounging on the picnic blanket in a soft silence with your legs intertwined and arms wrapped around each other

Gladio is usually known to goof around the most on dates like that, but Ignis isn’t above tossing grapes at one of you when you’re not looking and blaming someone else

Usually you and Gladio can tell it’s him by how he tries to hide his smile after a minute or two

Dates are always fun with them

You all like to take turns planning dates

Sometimes you go to fancy dinners (the stares other people gave you started putting the three of you off, so now Ignis makes fancy dinners at home, instead)

Other times you go out to carnivals and amusement parks or zoos or aquariums

At carnivals and amusement parks, you and Gladio usually go on the rollercoasters together (As it turns out, Ignis isn’t a fan of them, “I prefer to stay where I belong: on the ground,”)

Of course, you and Gladio do manage to take him on the tame ones, and you take turns sitting next to him (sometimes you do rock, paper, scissors to decide)

After all the fun rides, you all go around trying the carnival food and games

Gladio once made it a competition to see who could win the most prizes for each other (Ignis won, and I promise you, there was a lot of cheating going on)

Gladio would try to distract both of you with kisses, tickling, and things like blowing on the back of your necks and waving a hand in front of your faces

Ignis liked to cheat in a more subtle way–he would distract you with lingering touches (brushing a hand through your hair, on your shoulder, your lower back) and sweet words, smirking but always giving you two kisses after you missed

At one point, Ignis distracted Gladdy so much that Gladio put his things down and pulled Ignis in for a rather scandalous make out session (you had to remind them with a flushed face that there were kids around)

Gladio likes to tickle you a lot by the way, meanwhile, Ignis just likes to brush his fingers down your neck and watch your cute lil face as it scrunches up

At home, you all like to share a big bed together

At first, you figured a normal king sized blanket would be fine but

It wasn’t

Gladio has the tendency to hog the damn blanket all night long (although sometimes you do it, too), turns out it’s because he likes to cuddle in his sleep

So you usually wound up attaching yourself to either Gladdy or Ignis (usually Gladdy, he was more receptive to wrapping an arm around you in his sleep than Ignis, who usually slept like a plank of wood and didn’t move until he woke the next morning) or squishing yourself in the middle of them for warmth

However, you did learn somewhere along the line that if you lay on top of Gladio, then the problem is solved (although it makes Ignis a lil jealous so sometimes you just let Gladio steal the blankets while you just cuddle Iggy)

Ignis ended up buying a couple of extra blankets for you guys–he figured it would be easier than fighting for the big comforter every night, as much as he loved waking up to you clutching him for warmth in the morning

It’s well known that Gladio likes to go camping and work out a lot, but sometimes, he doesn’t give a fuck about the state of his skin

Anytime Ignis notices Gladio’s skin is dry or rough, you bet your ass that Ignis is whipping out lotion from god knows where and lathers it on with a tutting of his tongue (after the first time he did it to you, you learned to know better than to let your skin get rough around Iggy)

Gladio is surprisingly picky about toilet paper brands, and Ignis is picky about cleaning supplies and paper towel brands

It just so happens that you’re also very. Very. picky.

You decided long ago to let them get the brands they liked, lest WWIII start in your home–BUT. You buy your own toilet paper. No one can touch it–it’s high quality stuff

Around Christmas time, the three of you get both very excited and very secretive

It’s the one time of year where you keep the presents very, very secret

And as it turns out, you’re the worst at wrapping presents

Ignis’ precision is H I G H Q U A L I T Y so no one can beat that, but Gladio’s practice with present wrapping (all because of Iris) makes him genuinely better than you

After the first Christmas with them (and the first time seeing your clumsily wrapped things among the pile of prestinely wrapped presents) you elected to shoving all your presents for them in gift bags and tossing some paper on top

Pretty and easy!!! Although Gladio did admit he liked seeing your presents badly wrapped, he thought it was cute (so you started leaving a couple badly wrapped just for him)

You and Ignis sometimes argue about how to clean things–you swear using newspaper is more effective for cleaning mirrors, but he says that’s “inefficient and wasteful”

Gladio had to intervene on that one; it was a messy argument

Speaking of arguments again

There are times when you three (or maybe two of you) get into genuine, serious arguments and don’t talk to each other for a few days

Someone always breaks down, and every time, you end up making up and basking each other with presents and hugs and kisses to make up for it

Although, if it’s only two of you who get into an argument, it often takes the third person to get the two disagreeing to make up

Ignis makes the best coffee–it goes without saying

However, regardless of how poor anyone else’s skills are, he adores it when you or Gladio make some for him in the morning–it makes him feel all fuzzy and warm inside

Gladio usually makes breakfast for you three; he gets up the earliest and didn’t want Ignis to be doing ALL of the cooking ALL of the time

And it just so happens, Gladdy is actually a really decent cook (he makes the best bacon and eggs–though no one can beat Ignis’ french toast)

The mornings where Ignis does cook, either you or Gladdy (or both) make dinner

Sometimes, whenever you get sad or depressed, Ignis and Gladio will team up to try and help you

One of them will try a more humourous or fun approach, and the other comes in for affection or serious time

Ignis is usually better for the serious talk, or if you’re having a genuine, serious problem–merely because he is more patient and understanding (not to say Gladio isn’t; he’s just not sure how to help)

Sometimes one of them is off on a business trip of sorts

Whenever it happened in the beginning, it was a little sad

But after a few months, you guys figured out it was just some time to spend one-on-one time with one another

Whenever Iggy is on a trip, you and Gladio like to lounge around the house laying on each other or you two go out for some dates

He once took you to meet his family while Ignis was out of town (it was okay with iggy, he had already met the rest of the Amicitias, of course, and figured it would be better if you did so with just Gladio)

Iris ended up loving you the second she saw you, and Clarus was as little… intimidating at first, although he did like you

Clarus knew that Gladio was seeing both ignis and you, but he had a hard time coming to terms with it in the beginning

However, meeting you for the first time helped somewhat, especially as he saw the way you two looked at each other and talked about Ignis (it was always lovingly)

After that dinner, he realized that the three of you really did love each other, and that was enough for him, even if he didn’t understand it completely

Whenever Gladio was gone on trips, things were always really quiet around the house

You and Ignis liked to go out together, or you would spend more time on the couch watching some things that Gladio didn’t care for, drinking your preferred beverages out of unnecessarily fancy wine glasses

Either way, whenever one of them was gone and came back, you would take them out for a day to make up for lost time

You guys would sleep in, lounging in bed for the morning until you all finally arise, sharing bits of your breakfasts and goofing around until you go out for food and shopping and all sorts of things

You always come back with full bellies, faces that hurt from how much smiling you all do, and ideas for which movies you’ll watch that evening

Anyways–mornings, right?

Gladio is usually up first–he goes on runs and comes back to shower

Ignis starts to stir when Gladdy’s in the shower; he only gets up when Gladio exits the bathroom and places warm kisses on both you and Iggy’s foreheads, gently wishing you both a good morning

Iggy will painfully get up from the warm bed at that point while Gladio makes breakfast, and he gets ready with ease

The bed is always too cold without them, so not even a few minutes after, you’re up

You usually head to the kitchen after freshening up just a bit, staying in your PJs and letting Iggy get ready

While Ignis is getting ready, you’ll make his coffee. In the beginning, it was terrible–but he loved it anyways. You’re much better now tho

Gladio always tries to tickle you and make you smile in the morning, pressing an endless amount of kisses to every inch of your face–you don’t mind, even if his facial hair is a little scratchy

While he makes the bacon, he wraps you up in a big hug and picks you up off the floor, laughing and smiling away. He always smells like a mix of fresh soap and mahogany (mahogany teakwood to be precise)

Ignis always smiles when he sees you two in the morning, he’ll lean against the counters and watch you over his coffee with a cute lil smile

Once you’re free of Gladdy, you bound over to Ignis with a big smile and ask him how he likes the coffee

He loves it of course, and says as much, right after greeting you both with a “Morning, darlings,” and gives you both soft, morning kisses

As Gladdy makes breakfast, Ignis will drape his arms around you and smile down at you, occasionally sipping his coffee over your shoulder as he asks how you slept

By the time breakfast is ready, the three of you are already draping yourselves over one another and peppering each other in soft kisses and lingering touches

HEy so moving on

GOd help any loser who tries to brazenly hit on you in bars despite any mentions of SOs on your part and any rejections you send the loser’s way

Some sleazeball making you uncomfortable? Hoooo boi, it’s not just one bf they have to worry about!!! And i promise, Gladio isn’t the scary one when it comes to these things

Gladio will usually slide on by, wrapping one arm around your torso and kissing your cheek with a casual, “Hey, babe,”

It’s Ignis who gives the unwanted creeps trouble

Just as Gladio is sitting next to you, Ignis will pop in and greet you with his own kiss right on your lips, giving you a loving smile and almost getting lost in your eyes before remembering the douchenozzle who kept making passes at you

Ignis always turns with cold fury in his eyes, and in the dim lighting of the bar, it’s almost as though his eyes flash

“Sorry, are you giving our partner trouble?” Ignis will ask, his eyes positively terrifying

The douchebag will usually start looking pretty green by that point, but Gladio will distract you with a question and a chuckle, leaving Ignis to share some not-so-lovely words with the dumpster-licker and they usually leave pretty quickly after

Gladio and Ignis will never let some slimy, fungus-footed doorknocker fuck with you–they’d go to war about it if they’d have to

And those times where someone tried to hit on one of them?

Unfortunately, you can’t always be as intimidating as Iggy, but you sure can kiss well enough

You always pull away with a slight smirk and direct your attention to the homewrecker, “Sorry, was I interrupting?”

Ignis is usually a little too smitten with you, his glasses askew, eyes just a touch wider than normal, and a light blush dusting his cheeks, to reply, but usually he doesn’t have to, the other person runs off with an embarrassed “Excuse me” or a roll of their eyes

And Gladdy will only grin with a, “Hey, babe, I missed you,” and lean right back in, the two of you getting lost in each other’s lips and touches, and by the time you pull apart, the person is gone with Ignis in their place, watching you two with a tiny smirk and a flirty gaze in his eyes

Anyways

Y’all love each other, so much

Sometimes it gets a little rough or rocky, but it always gets smoothed over in the end and you guys always end up back in each other’s arms, gently exchanging soft kisses and quiet, “I love you”s well into the night

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l0vegl0wsinthedark · 7 years

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The Sexual Awakening of An Innocent Pureblood, Dating The Randy Prat Who Lived - Ch. 4

The scene @bixgirl1 and I have been dying to post, the scene we literally screamed after finishing - THE BOYS’ FIRST EVER MOUTH PRESS - is here!

To all those who’ve been so darn supportive and excited about this - we’re endlessly grateful to you and love you guys so sodding much. *cries*

I’m also pleased to inform everyone that this little venture has ended up turning a lot smuttier than we’d intended and we don’t regret it even a little LOL

Here’s parts one, two and three!

Hugs and smooches from @bixgirl1 and me! ❤️

(Also, this is a long post. Eeks, sorry!)

CHAPTER FOUR: HOW DRACO MALFOY NEARLY LOST HIS WAY TO HIS OWN OFFICE

POV: Draco

Draco wasn’t himself this morning. There was definitely something wrong with him.

For one thing, he’d hummed his way through his whole morning, just absolutely chipper as fuck - it was disgusting.

And secondly, Draco couldn’t bring himself to care enough to pretend otherwise because, well, he was rather pleased - fine, dammit, he was borderline elated. He, Draco Malfoy, was actually being courted by someone - and fuck, but it felt glorious.

Because - okay, he was willing to admit it - the lucky tosser whom Draco had given a chance to woo him was none other than The Vanquisher of Dark Lords, The Bearer of Eight Orders of Merlin, The Prat Who Still Made Draco Want to Punch Him (Sometimes); it was Harry Potter and Draco was under no delusions that it wasn’t a Big fucking Deal. For he’d never permitted himself to even hope that this day might arrive - the day he wakes up grinning to himself at the thought of the green eyed git who gazed at Draco like he was something precious, who told Draco he looked great and smelled nice, and whose hair Draco simultaneously wanted to shear off and bury his hands into forever.

So call Draco mental but he was ridiculously optimistic about his current romantic scenario because (and he hoped he wouldn’t have to admit to this anytime in the near future), Harry Potter was quite something and Draco was, frankly speaking, over the moon that he’d caught the git’s interest - something he fervently prayed would only grow (as his own interest in the git was growing - at a very alarming rate at that)

So yes, Draco was having a brilliant day.

POV: Harry

Harry wasn’t himself this morning. There was definitely something wrong with him.

He couldn’t stop snarling at people. It was one thing to do it to Ron for bringing too-hot coffee–Ron knew him well enough to accept his apologies. But it was entirely different to mouth off to Kingsley in the morning meeting about the new magical signatures required on all forms. He was being awful and he knew it, which only served to aggravate him further–particularly when he’d seen Malfoy chatting with a co-worker, smiling bright and warm, and Harry hadn’t been able to stop staring.

The biggest problem was that Harry knew he should have seen this coming. He hated feeling like he’d let Malfoy pull one over on him again. Only, Hermione had said that thing about how Malfoy’d had a crush on Harry at Hogwarts, It was only obvious to everyone, Harry, and for the next several months, Harry hadn’t been able to take his mind off of him.

He’d been so… different, when Harry had finally started watching him again, like it was old hat. Smiling at people, talking with wizards and muggle-borns alike as though he’d never thought there was a divide between them. No one had a bad word to say about him anymore, and when Malfoy had actually been waiting for him when Harry picked him up for their first date, Harry had barely known what to think other than fucking hell you’re gorgeous, and why didn’t I know you were this funny and Hermione will flip her lid if she ever finds out you’re as smart as she is.

He’d gotten ahead of himself when they actually seemed to get along, the way he never had before–planning ahead for dates ten and twelve, wondering what sorts of things Malfoy went for in bed, thinking about what you got for Christmas for someone who had pretty much everything. It was humiliating, to have been proved the fool, and where Malfoy was concerned, especially. To have thought for a second that Malfoy had agreed to actually date him out of interest and attraction rather than an intention to debase him for even asking…

Harry wanted to hex everyone in sight.

~Mid-morning, Lift no.2 at the Ministry of Magic~

*lift dings open*

Draco, entering briskly: *pauses for a fraction of a second at the sight of Harry leaning against the back; turns away with a small grin to greet another co-worker* Morning, Andrew.

Andrew: Morning.

*lift dings, Andrew gets off with a nod, leaving just the two of them inside*

Draco, stepping closer: *playful* Merlin, Potter. I’m seriously considering planning our third date at a hair salon. Do you even remember when you last had a haircut?

Harry: *narrows eyes and looks away*

Draco, gently nudging him with an elbow: You planning on growing a beard? *teasingly* Because you’re off to a lousy start.

Harry, scowling: *clenches jaw, steps away*

Draco, stifling a laugh: Did you sleep alright? You look like you had a rough night.

Harry: *throws him a furious look*

Draco, taken aback: What’s wro–?

Harry, fuming: You know what, Malfoy– *shakes head, presses lips together.*

Draco, frowning: No, say it. What the fuck are you being such a grouch about, this early in the day?

Harry, on a growl: *casts wand at the lift doors*

*lift grinds to halt*

Harry: *cutting laugh* I’m not a grouch, Malfoy, I’m grateful. I’m so fucking grateful that a pureblood lowered himself to go out with a halfblood. Right? That was nice of you. But–

Draco, catching his balance as the lift jolts, clearly shocked: What the bloody–?

Harry, talking over him, getting louder and advancing: –mostly I’m grateful that you gave yourself away this early on. Otherwise I might have wasted even more time thinking you’d changed from the snotty little brat who’d lived to find ways to mock me. Well, this one was really priceless, congratulations. I actually thought–

Draco, defensively, backing away: Potter, what the hell are you talking ab–?

Harry, seething: –that we might actually have something, or could have something. I guess I should have known it was all a joke when you kept talking about the chaperone thing like you couldn’t stand the bloody thought of being alone with me, but after only two dates–goddamn it, two dates and the last six fucking months of gathering the courage to ask you out–I couldn’t help liking you so much that it actually hurt me the other night, something I swore a long time ago I would never let you do again. *digs in pocket and shoves Galleons at Draco* Here are your winnings. I guess that’s the kind of thing that keeps your warm at night, isn’t it? Which is perfect, because I’m done with you. *breathing heavily and glaring*

Draco, gaping in hurt bewilderment: *slowly looks down at the money; licks lips before blinking back up at him* I didn’t– I never wanted to hurt you. I– this was never a joke. *swallows hard* You…You like me?

Harry, scornful: Do you go on dates with people you don’t like? Oh, wait, we’ve established that you do.

Draco, anxiously: You actually like me?

Harry, sullen: As if you couldn’t tell. I wore dress robes, for Merlin’s sake. *sighs and points wand at lift doors*

Draco, wildly reaching out and grabbing his arm: Potter, wait! *looking terrified* M-mouth press me, Potter!

Harry, incredulous: Mouth press? You’re still… *looks closer* saying… that? We– We just broke up. Or whatever you do when you weren’t really… *trailing off, confused.*

Draco, miserably: I don’t want to break up… *not meeting Harry’s eyes* I– I feel the same way. *suddenly irritated* Okay?! I like you too, you presumptuous, rude–

Harry, lunging at him: *slams him into the wall and kisses him*

Draco, gasping in shock: …*hesitantly presses into it*

Harry: *grips him around the waist and pulls him even closer*

Draco, whimpering softly; gently moving his mouth in sync: *slides arms around Harry’s neck*

Harry, groaning: *kisses him*

Draco, jerking back with another gasp: You– that was your tongue!

Harry, breathless: *eyes dark* Yeah, did you like it?

Draco, out of breath and red in the face: It was… Unexpected.

Harry: *voice rough with promise* Wait’ll you see what else I can do with it. *kisses him some more* *slowly pulls away* Malfoy…

Draco, slack-jawed and glassy-eyed: …Yes?

Harry, nuzzling Draco’s jaw: Was that your first– mouth press?

Draco, breath catching: *tilting head back a little* I mean…I’ve never– nobody’s ever– like that.

Harry, against Draco’s ear: *huskily* Or at all?

Draco, shivering: *breathy* I don’t think it counts when it’s with one’s mother, Potter.

Harry, resting forehead against Draco’s: Mal– Draco?

Draco, biting his lip: Yes?

Harry, giving him a soft kiss: *gently* I think we should talk about some things, don’t you?

Draco, eyes closed: I suppose… *nods lightly* Yes, we should.

Harry: At mine? I could get Kreacher to make us dinner. At six?

Draco, wide-eyed: Your house? I have to come to your place?

Harry, reassuringly: Just to talk. Because I think you’ll probably be– uncomfortable talking about things with other people around, even with a Privacy Charm. Okay? But I promise. I-I won’t even mouth press you again until you say it’s okay.

Draco, smiling shyly: I think we’ve sort of crossed that boundary already, don’t you?

Harry, laughing quietly and touching his cheek: Then nothing else. You have my word. Are you free?

Draco, staring at his mouth: Yes, I’ll be there.

Harry, noticing: *kisses him once more, long and deep* *pulls away; waves wand at lift doors* *discreetly adjusts himself*

*lift doors ding and open*

Harry: Draco?

Draco, limp against the wall; blinking dazedly: …

Harry, waving a hand in front of his face: Uh, Malfoy?

Draco, jerking upright: Yes? What. Yes?

Harry, hiding a smile: This is your floor.

Draco: Oh. *smoothing down robes* Yes. I know– of course. *sways out unsteadily.*

Harry, no longer able to hide smile: Er, Draco?

Draco: *turns around twice on the spot before turning to face him again* What.

Harry: *points* Your office is in that direction.

Draco, blinking. Oh. *scowls suddenly.* I know. *stumbles away*

Harry, watching him go, eyes half-dazed: *softly, to himself* Fuck, you’re going to fall in love with him, aren’t you?

#virgin draco #oohhhhh #what the fuck are they going to get up to at harry's?#*taps fingers together gleefully*#omg they're going to get up to so much #the innocent pureblood #and the randy prat who lived #drarry #snogging #'mouth pressing'#lololol

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phobio2000 · 7 years

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Love is Silly

I was at a book store one day and saw Michael Chang having an autobiography comping out. He’s a Chinese-American tennis player, the first to win a Grand Slam (French Open) and the youngest to do it. My tennis coach said he got there by shear hard work. Yet, although he had won many masters since, he never won another Grand Slam. His contemporaries, Pete Sampras and Andre Agassi won a lot, the difference in natural gifting.

The book was incredibly easy to read, for he’s an athlete who did not even finish high school, though did get a diploma through passing tests. I think he is smart, just doesn’t have a degree in literature or something, so his writings are very straightforward and I like it. I actually finished it very quickly and then, when I got home, my brother’s friend’s visiting and he’s a huge fan, so I just gave it to him lol :D.

He was coached by his brother. From the look of things there’s that sense of sibling rivalry involved, when the younger sibling looks up to the older sibling and desire to outperform him. It’s a very typical scenario of the older child’s discipline and maturity vs the younger child’s typically superior natural talent and passion. It could go either way. Phil Wickham outperformed Evan Wickham, Serena Williams outperformed Venus Williams (my coach said Venus has better natural talent). Sometimes there’s a lot of tension and mismanaged emotions and things can get pretty hard. Like Ritchie Valens and his older brother, the older brother couldn’t handle it and would get drunk and stuff.

But for Michael’s case, maybe it has to do with their Christian heritage and the love that runs in his family, everything worked out. The family’s love is exemplified when his father moved to Souther California just because the children love tennis so much. They could only afford tennis lesson for one child, so the older learned and taught the younger. They joined the network that houses young athletes that go to various places to compete so they too can participate in it and his mom took him everywhere to compete in tournaments. Good parents make all the difference sometimes. When Stephen Chow said he’s interested in kung fu and acting, his mom did her best to make the arrangements for him, even though his family was poor, and thus a star is born, though looking at him you’d think that he’s someone that’s highly unlikely to be a movie star, but he overcame and brought something unique to the industry that no one has ever come close to imitate.

But back to Michael. I think the tension was there for the older brother, but he decided to be the wind beneath Michael’s wings and help him succeed. When he graduated from college he wanted to try and compete professionally. His father accompanied him. The difference in treatment between Michal and his brother is huge. When Michael shows up he gets all the best accommodations and everyone’s super nice, but when his brother shows up all he gets is a cold shoulder and a few fuzzless old tennis balls to warm up with. And this is actually a central theme of Steven Chow’s movies. My favorite one is actually not the most famous one. It’s called “Love on Delivery” and it’s available on YouTube. It’s so funny, highly recommended.

And that’s actually what I want to write about today.

While I am feeling increasingly uncomfortable about talking about myself, I guess it’s appropriate to share a personal story that I’ve shared many times before, so I hope it has not gotten too old. Basically, when I came to the US at the age of ten, I was just a fat kid, fresh off the boat awkward, and couldn’t speak English. People ignore and make fun of me. There were a couple of exceptions, sort of, and I still remember those people. And then after a few years I lost the weight, got taller, and spoke OK English, and there was a big change in how people perceive and treated me. I mean, I don’t think I was ever bitter about being discriminated against for my weight and ethnicity, but I did believe in trying hard at everything I do. I’d rather sweat like a pig and gasp for air in the PE class and have people gloat and laugh at my patheticness than pretend to think that I’m too cool for this and not try. And I’d rather make a fool of myself trying to speak English than not, because when I think of the long term ramifications, I knew it was a matter of survival, and I was right, as many of my ESL (English as second language) classmates never made it through college. Those classes felt like babysitting, put all the bad English speakers in one class so they won’t drag down the school’s record.

So I was sort of a cool kid, at least far from uncool, and the my dad died and I fell into depression, then I was totally uncool again. I don’t think I ever cared about whether I’m cool or not, nor made an effort to appear cool for anyone. I just believe in being true to myself and live for Jesus, which is as cool as I’m ever going to be. Even to church people I was a hot potato. Hey, what happened to loving people like Jesus do? So, as you can see, it’s very hard for me to believe in Christians, inviting them into my heart as my inner circle, close friends that are dear to my heart. I am all for loving and serving them, and in return, the best I can expect and ever hope for is that they won’t rough me up too much while I’m trying to do them right. It’s just how I truly feel, and rightfully so, and it’ll take a miracle from God to change that.

And then, after a few years, I got better, still depressed on the inside, but got stronger and more mature, and then very same people who I hung out with, and then gave me the cold shoulders, and now are OK with me again. One person even complained that I was being difficult back then, dragging people down (and she wanted to go out with me?! Lol :D). Church is the same, I got one person who said he felt bad for not doing enough back then (not sorry, but felt bad). I told him it’s OK, but in my heart I know very well that if it happens again nothing would change. And as I grow older I thought, “He’s a psychologist, and how hard is it to encourage me to see a counselor of some sort for grievance counseling? If he had done that, that evil woman might not have had the chance to take the opportunity to brainwash me, which would have saved me a lot of trouble, but whatever, what can you expect from Christians? Lol :D).

Well, you may think that what happened to me was peculiar, but I assure you, that’s how the world works.

I’ve this friend who worked at IBLP headquarters. She’s very social and knows a lot of people, but eventually things didn’t go well between her and Bill Gothard and suddenly she was sort of alienated. People were forced to choose side, and they’ll almost choose the side that aid with their survival and prosperity (hence evolution theory is so popular, though scientifically dubious; its hypothesis fits the sinful humanity all too well). And then, even for those who aren’t a part of the IBLP network, there’s always the concern that this person could end up trying to borrow money and become a burden to them. So she was pretty much left alone to die. As far as I know very few people care about her, even though she’s been in the ministry for decades and supposedly know a lot of full time church workers who are supposed to be full of love. Now, I don’t like to talk about my own good deeds and toot my own horns, but I want to illustrate the irony of the situation. I actually wrote her a check, even though I was unemployed at the time, because I believe that this will lift her spirit, especially when I am unemployed, and really, hey, I totally understand, I’ve been there.

I don’t know much about my father’s life, just little glimpses here and there. When I was born he was already in his sixties. I was told he was a rich man, and he helped make some people rich, too. His brother is a politician. Once he told me that, back in China when his brother was running for office, he’d have people carry bushels full of silver into the city to help him with his campaign.

When I was a baby he lost most of his money. His wife divorced him, too. He went to the US to apply for immigration for me and my brother. When we were leaving the country his brother bought us dinner and he gave my father… $2,000… Lol :D. And for all succeeding years, none of our rich relatives, rich friends, and people who he helped make rich, none of them really helped us out or even got in touch. I never got to see the smart and capable man that people said my dad was, but just a disillusioned old guy living in a small condo, reading newspapers and watching the Lakers. That’s life.

I can go on. Look at the life of MC Hammer. There are countless examples. Watch the movie "The Last Emperor".

I guess my point is: 1. Don’t be naïve about this, otherwise it could destroy you like it destroyed MC Hammer. 2. Life is about what you can do with your God given talents, your mind, you hands, whatever. People are not dependable nor trustworthy. You must monitor your life at all times and make sure that nobody is in the position to compromise you; don’t ever give them the opportunity. 3. If you truly love God, show it by loving the least of the people who everyone ignores and have nothing to give back; this is the true measure of your love.

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