Hi sweet can i request something about sleeping with jordan? like if they would be big or little spoon, if they snore... i bet they murmurs when you leave their arms and smile when see you peacefuly sleeping â€ïžâ𩹠I saw someone saying on twt that there is a glimpse of Jordan with his leg over Marie's body when they wake up together and I'm still thinking about it damn ð¥Ž
When You Sleep !!
iiiiii REMEMBER THIS!! EP 5 i rewatched that scene so many times im pretty sure my cia agent was concerned so glad u sent this in hope u enjoy! (y/p stands for your pronouns âºïž) â¹ð¥
â Contrary to popular belief, Jordan is both a little spoon and a big spoon.
â When you guys are cuddling, they like to make sure your head is in between their shoulder blade and neck. Having you as close as possible was always a must for Jordan.
â The pair of you like to take naps together in either dorm room, planning on sleeping for only 2 hours but then waking up and realising it's three a.m.
â It's funny actually, you'll miss class and then you're both sweaty from all the maneuvering which means you have to take a shower. And what better way to get cleaned properly than having someone there to make sure you got all the right places.
â Jordan likes to have their hand cradling your neck while they sleep. A lot of time you'll feel their hand brushing along the nape of your neck, drawing circles along the hairline. Sometimes itâs fine unconsciously, others is when theyâre anxiety is through the roof and they need some grounding.
â Whenever youâre sleeping, Jordan sometimes lays watch just to study you. They actually canât believe theyâve met someone as divinely perfect as you and it sometimes makes them second guess themselves.
â Jordan doesnât snore, but they do this thing where it seems like theyâll stop breathing for a second and it scares the living shit out of you that they have to tell you itâs completely normal and they canât really do anything about it.
â They have full blown conversations in their sleep! One time, you guys were napping and you thought you were dreaming until you turned around to see Jordan justâŠtalking. Like as if they were awake.
â âYouâve gotta be fucking kidding me.â âIt wasnât supposed to go there and now youâve gone and fucked it all up!â âYouâve ruined the surprise what if (y/p) doesnât like it anymore ):â AND YOUâLL SEE THE FROWN TOO RIGHT AFTER THEY SAY THAT.
â Their dreams are very vivid and youâll catch them reenacting whatever the fuck is going on in their heads. Itâs nothing ever traumatic, just sweet wholesome dreams that consist of them always wanting to do something for you.
â âBabe, you were talking in your sleep again.â âI was? Fuck! Did I say anything embarrassing?â
â Theyâre so clingy!!! Youâll wake up from your over extended nap and find your limbs completely tangled up with Jordanâs. And depending on which form they take during that time, like their male form, youâll find yourself smothered by their whole body.
â Getting up to pee is a workout. Even though Jordan is much smaller than you in their female form, their strength is an unbeatable match. Theyâll have their arm secured tightly around your waist and when you try to move itâs rock solid so youâll just bounce back with a huff.
â Blanket hogger Jordan Li! My god, trying to share a blanket with them is like participating in a tug of war match. You love sleeping with them, so thatâs why you always make sure to have your own blanket when you take your nap sessions.
â Jordan smiles in their sleep, A LOT. Like sometimes you think youâre going crazy, but they be cheesing and you always wonder whatâs going on in that pretty head of theirs.
â Jordan likes it when you fall asleep first because they want to make sure youâre safe and sound before drifting off. Theyâre always on high alert before your nap sessions and they sometimes thinks itâs too much, but you always reassure them that you love it badly.
â So, Jordan talking in their sleep. Letâs get back to that. If itâs not full blown sentences, youâll catch them just softly saying your name over and over again. Like a mantra.
â Youâre in class and Jordan has a day off, youâll get a string of texts telling you to come back to their room when youâre done with classes because they have something prepared. And you walk into their dorm to see a mountain of clouds (itâs a bunch of blankets) on the ground with a makeshift awning.
â âSurprise!â âWhatâs all this?â âWeâre barricading ourselves in my dorm for the entire weekend and you canât say no.â âWasnât going to anyway, baby.â
â You both wear each others clothes before you take a nap because âit makes you feel closer to one another,â you guys are disgustingly cute.
â Jordan in their female form cuddling you is so adorable!!!!! because she has both arms wrapped around you from the back so even if their arm falls asleep they wouldnât care. She quite literally disappears when sheâs behind you.
â Depending on the length of your hair and texture, Jordan would sometimes play with the strands while you sleep (and if you donât have any hair at all, theyâll just massage your temples and give you head rubs ): Iâm choking).
â Jordan moves a lot in their sleep. When you both started your nap sessions, they were hesitant because they hope that didnât bother you. After you guys woke up, he asked if it did and you looked at him confused like ??? What the fuck are you talking about?
â âSo I didnât move at all?â âJordan, what? We were in the same position for 2 hours.â And alarm bells go off in their head like !!!!!!! youâre my cure!!!!
â Since your naps span on for hours, youâll both wake up thirsty and sweaty, prompting them to dive into their mini fridge to get you both cold water bottles.
â Jordan doesnât like the pillows you have because they said that itâs not as comfortable as it is laying on you. So when theyâre the little spoon and the nap session is happening in your dorm, you are their human body pillow!!!
â And when theyâre the big spoon, they just bring their own pillows lol.
â Nap sessions have become tradition with you both since youâre both always so sleepy. Jordan never passes up the opportunity to be able to nap with you, itâs a different level of intimacy that Jordan isnât used to.
â You make them crave domesticity, so the naps give them a semblance of that. You are their home and they feel comfortable being able to sleep however when itâs with you.
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ðððŸ ðº ððŸðŒðððœ ððððð ðºð ðððð ððððð. ððð ðŒððð
ðœ ððð ððð ðððððŒðŸ ðððŸ ðŒððºðððŸ ðð¿ ðððŸðð ð»ðŸððºððððð ððððºððœð ððð ðºð¿ððŸð ððð'ððŸ ððð ðº ððððŸðŸ ðð ðððŸ ð»ðºððð
ðŸ ðºððºðððð ðððŸð. ðððŸ ððððŸðŸ ðŒððºðððŸðœ ðððŸðð ððŸððððŸðŒððððŸ ðð ððð ðððŸð ðððŸð ðð»ððŸðððŸðœ ððð ððð ðŒððð»ðºðððŸðœ ðð ðððŸ ð»ððºðð
. ððð'ððŸ ððð ðððŸ ðððŸðŸð, ðð»ð
ðððððð ððððœðŸðð ðððºð ðŸððŸðððððŸ ððððð ðððŸð ð»ðºððð
ððð.
ððð'ððŸ ðºððððððœðŸ ðŒððºðððŸð ðððð ðº ð¿ððŸððŒðŸ ð¿ððððððð ððºðŒððððŸ ðððºð ððºððŸð ðð ððŸððŒð ðð ððððŸðð. ðð ð»ðŸ ððððŸðð, ðð ððºðœðŸ ðððŸð ððð ðºððœ ð»ððððŸððŸðœ. ðððŸ ððŸðð ððððð ððð ðððð, ðððŸð ððºðððŸðœ ððŸðŸðœðŸðœ ððð. ð
ðððŸ ðœðºðð, ððð'ððŸ ððð, ððŒðºðð ðºððœ ðŒðððŸ. ðððŒðŸ ðððŸð ð¿ððððœ ððð ðððºð ðððŸð ðºð
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ððºððŸ ðº ðð»ððŸððððð ð¿ðð ððð, ðððŸð ðœððœð'ð ð¿ððððð ðð ðºððððŸ. ðððŸð ðððððŸðºðœ ðºðððŸðŸðœ ðð ðððºððŸ ððð, ðððŸð'ððŸ ððð
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ð ðððºð ðððŸð'ððŸ ðœðŸðŸðð
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ðºðð ðð ððððŒð. ðªðºððððºðð ððŸðð ðððððððð ððð ððð ðð ððºððŸ ð
ðððŒð ðºð¿ððŸð ððŒðððð
ðºððœ ðð ððððœð ðð ððð ðœððð ð»ðŸðŒðºðððŸ ððŸ'ð ð
ððððŸð ðœððð». ððð ðŒððð
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ð ðð ðŒð
ðºðð ððððŸðððŸð ðð ðððŸ ððððððð. ðððð, ðððŸð'ððŸ ðððŒð ðððŸðŸðððŸðºððð ðð ððð ðºððœ ððð
ð ððð, ð»ðð ððð ðºððœ ðððð ðð»ð
ðððððð ðºðð ðºððŸ ððð ðºððºððŸ ðð¿ ðððŸð ð¿ðºð
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ððð ððŸðºðœð ðððŸð ððŸðŸð
ð ð¿ðð ððð. ðððŸð'ððŸ ðððºððððð ðð ððŸð ðððððŸðœ ðºððœ ððððððð ððºð ðððŸ ð
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ðŸ ðð ðº ðððððºð
ððºðŒðŸ, ððºð»ð»ððð ðððð ððððððºððŸ ðððð ðŸððŸðð ðððððð.
ðððð ð»ðºðŒð ððºð ð
ðºððœ ðððð ðªððððððððº'ð ðŒððŸðð, ð¡ðºðððð ðð ððð ðððŸðŸð, ððððŸðððð ðððŸð ðððŸ ððð ðð¿ ððð, ðºððœ ð£ðŸððð ð»ðŸðððœðŸ ððð ðªððððððððº. " ððð ðœððð» ð
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ðððð. ððð ððºðððŸðœ ðððð ðž/ð, ðœððœð'ð ððð? " ð¡ðºðððð ððððð»ð
ðŸðœ, ððŸ ðððð ððð ððð ðºðððŸð ðð ððð ðºð ððð ðððððœððð ðððð ðððð ðððððŸðœ ððð
ðŸ ð¿ðºðððŸððŸðœ. ððð ðŒððððŸðœ ðððð ð£ðŸððð'ð ðŒððŒð ðºð ðððŸ ðððœðœðŸð ððºðŒðŸ.
ððð ðŒððð
ðœð'ð ðœðŸð¿ðŸððœ ððððððŸð
ð¿, ðºððœ ðŸððŸð ðð¿ ððð ðŒððð
ðœ ðð ðððð
ðœ ð¿ðºð
ð
ðœðŸðºð¿ ðððð ð¡ðºðððð'ð ðŸðºðð. "ð-ððºððŸ ðð ðŸðºðð ðð- ððð!~ ðž/ð ð¡ðºðððð.. " ðªððððððððº ðððºððŸðœ, ððŸ ðððºðððŸðœ ððð ððºððœð ðððð ðððð ððŸðŒð, ððºðððºðððð ðððŸð ðððŸð ðððððððð ðºððœ ððð»ð»ððð ðððð ððððð
ðŸð, ðºðœðœððð ððððŸ ðð
ðŸðºððððŸ ðð ðððð ð»ððœð.
ðªððððððððº ðððŸð ð»ðð ðððð ððŸðŒð ðððð ððð ðððºðð ð
ðððŸ ððŸðŸðð, ððºððððð ððð ðºð ððð ðððŸððð. ððð ððŸð
ððŸðœ ðºð ðððŸ ðððœðœðŸð ððºðð, ð»ð
ðððœ ðððºðð
ðŸðœ ðœððð ðððð ððŸðŒð. ððð ððððŸðœ ðð ððððŸðœ ðððð ððŸðºðœ ðºððºð ð¿ððð ð£ðŸððð'ð ðŒððŒð ð»ðð ððð ððŸððŸ ððððððŸðœ ð»ð ð£ðŸððð'ð ððºððœ, ððŸ ðððºð»ð»ðŸðœ ðº ð¿ððð ð¿ðð
ð
ðð¿ ðððð ððºðð ðºð ððŸ ð¿ðððŒðŸðœ ððð ðð ðððºð
ð
ðð ððð ðŸðððððŸ ðœððŒð, ððððððð ðððŸ ð»ðºðŒð ðð¿ ðððð ðððððºð.
ðŒðºððððð ððððŸ ððŸðºðð ðð ðððð
ð
ððð ðºððœ ðŒððððŸ ðð ððð ðœððŒð ðºððœ ðððð ððð ðððð. " ððºðºð.. ðð ðž/ð!~ " " ð-ððð ð¿ðŸðŸð
ðð ððððœ ðºðððððœ ððŸ. " ð£ðŸððð ðððºððŸðœ ððŸðºðððð
ð ðºð ððŸ ðððððŸðœ ðððð ððŸðºðœ ð»ðºðŒð ðºððœ ð¿ðððð ðððð ððð ðŒððŒð, ðŒððºðððð ðð ðððð ðððð ðððð ðððŸððð ððŸð
ð
. " ððð'ððŸ ðœðððð ðð ððððœ ðž/ð, ðð ððððœ ð¿ðð ðð~ " " ððð'ððŸ ðð ðððŸððð ð
ðððŸ ðððð.. " ðªððððððððº ðððºðððŸðœ ððððð ððŸðð ðð ðððð ðŸðºð.
ðªððððððððº ðºððœ ð£ðŸððð'ð ðððºðððŸð ððððððŸðœ ððððŸððððð ðððððœðŸ ðð¿ ððð, ðð ððºðœðŸ ððð ð¿ðŸðŸð
ðððŸðŒððºð
, ðð ððºðœðŸ ððð ð¿ðŸðŸð
ðšð°ð°ð¥. ðð ðœððœð'ð ððºððŸ ððð ð
ððð ð¿ðð ððð ðððð ðð ð»ðŸ ððŸðºð ðððð ððð'ð ðŸððœ, ðð ððºð ðððŒð ððððŸ ðŸðºðððŸð ð¿ðð ð¡ðºðððð ðºððœ ðªððððððððº ðð ðð
ððœðŸ ðððð ððð ðºð ðððŸðŒðð ðððð
ðŸðœ ðððððœðŸ ðð¿ ððð ðºððœ ð
ðŸðºððŸðœ ð¿ððŸððŒðŸð
ð ððð ðð¿ ððð. ðððð ðŒððŒð ð
ðŸðºððŸðœ ðððŸðŒðð ð¿ððððððð
ð ðºð ððŸð
ð
, ðððð
ððð ðð ððð ðð¿ ðððð ðððððºðŒð.
ðððŸ ððððŸðŸ ðð¿ ðððŸð ðŒððð
ðœð'ð ðŒðððððð
ðððŸðð ðððºðð ðºððœ ððððºðð ðºððððððŸ, ðððŸðð ð
ðŸððœ ðððððŸð ððŸððŸ ððððŸ ðºððð»ð
ðŸ ð»ðð ðððŸð ðŒððð
ðœð'ð ððŸð
ð ðð, ðð ðððð ð¿ðŸð
ð ððð ððððœ, ð
ðððŸ ðððŸð ððŸððŸ ðððððº ð»ðððð ð¿ððð ðð
ðŸðºððððŸ. ðºððœ ðððŸð ðœððœ.
ðððŸð ð
ðŸð ððð ðððŸðð ð
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It will be a month tomorrow since you started working for Ms. Anderson, and honestly, you got comfortable.
You easily fell into the routine of everything- making breakfast, getting her son ready for the day, and if you had to leave the house for something- whether it be grocery shopping, errands, or special requests made by Ms. Anderson herself, you'd drop him off at daycare.
Hell... you started to like it. I mean who wouldn't? Playing house in a mansion, never having to use your own money to buy anything, and of course, there's her.
Sure, she was gone for about 80% of the time, some nights you wouldn't see her at all, but when she did come home at a decent time, things were tense.
You tried engaging in conversations with her, asking her about her hobbies, her job, and just about anything to get to know her better, but she always found a way to cut it short.
And because of this, you thought you weren't reaching her expectations for how she wants things done, and you kinda woke up everyday expecting it to be your last day of employment, but that never came.
Abby, of course, wouldn't dream of firing you. You knew all the right things to say to her son when he was having a meltdown, and had a way about you that made her feel at peace even after a long day at the office.
Plus, you looked good around the house.
She liked seeing you play with her son on the floor, fully engaging yourself in his fantasy world, but she also loved seeing you reach for something on the top shelf in the kitchen, standing on your tippy toes, and your skirt riding up just enough to give her a taste, and she'd always use that image to occupy her mind later in bed- or even, at work.
As much as she liked you for the job, it also drove her fucking crazy that out of all people, it was you.
She felt like a loser for it, how you'd occupy her every thought, and how wrong she felt for it.
You worked for her, and you were young, barely old enough to even begin to figure out what you want out of life, and that can't be her.
Can it?
-
The house was quiet again, but not for its usual reasons. Carter's father had picked up this morning since the weekends were Dad's turn with him, and Ms. Anderson was in her gym.
You were in the kitchen, washing and cutting
a variety of fruits you had picked up the day prior at the farmers market.
The knife was heavy in your hand, slicing through the fibers like butter, and you couldn't help but peek your head towards the back door.
The double-wide French doors, on top of the generous amounts of windows, gave you the perfect view into the backyard, but more importantly, the perfect view of the guest house-sized detached gym.
And it was almost like Abby knew you were thinking about her because she walked out, rag hanging over her shoulder, and a cut-sleeve muscle tank showcasing the efforts of her strenuous workout. You sliced, being too trusting with your hands since your eyes were definitely not paying attention to the blade.
The knife came down hard on the cutting board, slicing through the tip of your finger.
Shit.
You ran to the sink and turned it on, holding your finger underneath the stream.
The droplets of blood contrasted against the stark granite, and you started to panic.
What a mess, you thought.
Abby opened the back door, wiping away the sweat on her upper lip with the rag, but she must've noticed your panic because she's furrowing her brows at you, "What's wrong?" She asked sternly, but with so much concern, already walking over to you.
"Oh, it's nothing." You shrugged it off, and even laughed a little, motioning your non injured hand at the bowl of fruit, trying to distract her from the mess in the sink, but she didn't care about the fucking fruit when she saw how much blood you were losing.
She immediately switched into parent mode, and held your wrist up, wrapping the lengths of her fingers entirely around it.
"Here, hold this, and squeeze." She placed crumbled up paper towels around your hand, and finger. Honestly, the amount of them seemed excessive, but Abby could never be too careful with you.
She guided you down the hall, past the office and your room, and all the way down to the other end of the house, which is where the primary bedroom was. At least, you thought that's where it was. It was the only room you weren't allowed in.
Confirmed- It was her bedroom.
It was spacious- carved, detailed wooden furniture, and floor-to-ceiling windows that would beautifully light up the space, but were instead hidden behind fully closed curtains. And not to mention the built-in bookshelves on opposing walls, stacked with both new and old literature.
"Sit." She placed her hand on the top of your shoulder, and you obey her, too busy soaking in the new atmosphere, and gawking at the disgustingly large and comfortable bed you were sitting on.
Sure, the rest of the house is just as nice, but this was her room.
Abby retreated into what you could assume was the master bath, rummaging around in the cupboard before returning and kneeling at your feet that dangled over the edge.
"This is going to sting."
She damped a cotton ball with the clear liquid, unfolding the paper towels from the wound, and started to dab at the skin, seemingly taking her time based on her feathery light touches.
You winced at first, but slowly let yourself lean into her care.
It felt like progress to you, and Abby felt like shit. You got hurt under her roof, under her care.
That's the last thing she wanted.
Underneath all the blood, it was actually a very minor cut, just some cream and a bandage would suffice, which was a relief because Abby was already planning a trip to the ER in her head.
You held the bandaged finger, and looked up as she stood, "Thank you. I'm sorry for making a mess-"
"Don't apologize." She paused you mid- sentence. She didn't care about the mess, and it honestly upset her that you'd even apologize in the first place.
Can't you see how much she cares about you?
She sat down beside you, letting out a deep breath that she had been holding while fixing your cut.
Being that close... your knees, and the tops of your thighs... all so accessible under the flap of your skirt.
She felt like she could pass out honestly.
You felt awkward, and so did Abby, both for similar reasons.
You, on one hand, felt like being in her bedroom was forbidden. You slept so many nights picturing what it would be like. You wondered if it was messy because she never let you clean it, and what color her sheets were, what kind of things were on her nightstand, speaking of-
You looked over to the small bedside table, a lamp (not as important), an opened book facing down seemingly to mark where she left off, and a pair of simple, black framed glasses.
What you do know- 1. She likes to read, 2. She wears glasses while reading, and 3. You really want to kiss her.
And the reason for Abby's unease was because you were in her room, sitting on her bed. The same bed that she'd touch herself on while thinking about you.
And even though she was disgusted by herself for it, it oddly turned her on more.
Maybe it was just a buildup of stress and the fact she hadn't slept with anyone since the divorce. Not because she didn't want to, she just didn't have the time to go out and meet anyone new.
She's kinda old-fashioned that way. She didn't want a one-night stand with just anyone, but if it meant she could taste you just once, she'd change her ways.
The tension was obvious at this point- so obvious that neither of you could ignore it anymore.
But still, Abby tried. She refused to make the first move out of respect, and you figured as much since you were way younger than her, but who gives a fuck about respect when she's looking at you like this?
Pupils blown wide, half-hooded behind sultry eyelids, and clearly, even though she was looking at you, her head was somewhere else.
She was thinking about how your lips would feel on hers, how soft your skin was in the places she hadn't seen yet, and what little noises you'd make when her tongue was between your thighs.
She was fucked.
You leaned in, not intentionally, but your body was going on an instinct- an instinct to be touched, to be held, and you wanted her to be the one to do it.
"Abby..." You breathed, and you felt a warmth pool into your lower stomach. Just saying her name versus the usual "ma'am" or "Ms. Anderson" had you lose all sense of what this really was- a job.
Your lips were hovering over hers at this point, and you leaned in more to compensate for the fact Abby was leaning away, fighting with herself against what she knows is the right thing to do, and what she really wants to do.
"We can't do this", Abby stuttered, but still made no effort to create a distance, if anything, she was loosing the moral battle with herself.
You moved your hand from her knee and up her thigh, sliding your fingers inward, "Why not?" It wasn't a genuine question. You didn't care for a list of reasons why this shouldn't- or couldn't happen, and your sticky, sweet voice made that clear to her.
You nudged your lips against hers, tempting her, but not fully giving in like how she was hoping.
Abby's fists tightened by her sides, and your hand placement radiated a pulse between her legs.
Your back arched as you half-lifted yourself off the bed, leaning in the rest of the way to close the space, and kissed her.
It was a simple peck, the kind you pull away from to see how the other person would react, but as you're pulling away, her lips were back on yours.
It was deeper this time, more than a peck but still felt conservative. But when Abby's hands come up to your face, holding the sides before slipping her tongue inside, something switched.
She stood, still kissing you as she climbed on top, pushing you back on the bed, and now fully on top of you.
Her chest bumped against yours, and both of you exchanged muffled moans between kisses before she pulled away altogether and got off the bed.
And, of course, Abby felt bad about this. She didn't want you to take it the wrong way, but if she kept going, she felt like the god she claimed she didn't believe in would smite her with a bolt through her fucking ceiling.
You were confused to say the least, still lying on the bed, and propped up on your elbows looking at her, awaiting an explanation.
Her foot tapped on the floor, her hands on her hips, and looking down, "I- um-" She cleaned her throat, her face hot from embarrassment, and other reasons.
She didn't know what to say, I mean, what could she say other than the fact that she really, really wants to, but can't?
She finally looks up, and seeing you there, all laid out, your skirt ruffled high on your thighs, she wishes she never stopped in the first place.
She fought with herself, drowning out all the thoughts of what could have been, and smiled, "Thanks for the fruit."
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I just had a thought, like this could go for any svt member, but like what if your a dancer or idol, practicing and you fall alseep on the floor cus ur tired. Then the member comes into the room to find u, ends up seeing your alseep and puts his jacket on you or like lays down on the floor with you. And later the rest of the members look for him, and see you and him just cuddling and being a ball of cuteness and take a pic ðð. Ok rereading that I realize how oddly specific it was but Iâm just really enjoying ur work, not sure if it make sense but you get my vibe ðâ€ïž
anon,,,ty for this i love it sm<3 i hope this is what u meant lmk what u think. thank u for requesting 𥹠for u i choose nonie â¡ïž
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you had to take a break from dancing. you drank some water as you finally sat against the hardwood floor. you really didnât mean to fall asleep but how could you not fall asleep after all that hard work. you were extremely exhausted. your boyfriend, vernon was on his way to see you after he had finished his dance practice.
you were a dancer for seventeen and helped out with some of the choreos so of course your boyfriend would go to you if he needed.he made his way to the practice room you were in.
he saw you laying on the floor through the small window of the door. he opened the door softly trying to be as quiet as possible. he makes his way over to you with a soft smile. he takes his jacket off placing it over you gently. he places a couple soft kisses on your head, careful to not wake you up. he smiles to himself as he lays next to you. he cuddles you softly as he closes his eyes.
he loves the way your body raises and falls with your breathing. he loves how warm you are close to him. he loves your presence so he easily falls asleep with you. the other members grow curious at to where vernon has left to. they wander through the few practices rooms. seungkwan quickly finds the two up you cuddled up on the floor. you and vernonâs soft sleep sounds filling the room. seungkwan whispers shouts to the other boys as to where your location is.
âtheyâre in here! he smiles as he watches the boys shuffle in as quietly as they can. âawww.â seokmin groans at the cuteness of the situation.
âtheyâre always glued to each other.â seungcheol smiles. jeonghan opens his phone taking a couple photos. vernon stirs in his sleep at the sound of talking. âgo go go!â mingyu hushes them as they leave the room quickly. jeonghan sends the photos to the both of you with a smirk.
âtheyâre so cute itâs disgusting.â he says after turning off his phone.
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waking up in the morning at 7:00am sharp, getting ready for the minature version of prison but with your 2 older brothers. sae, the oldest, sleeps at the bedroom right side of yours - along with rin, second oldest, who sleeps at the bedroom left side of yours.
they're already awake by the time you are. in fact they wake you up, because if they didn't we'd be here until noon. sae makes the pancakes and rin makes the orange juice, your in charge of eating it.
since its the morning there's not much conversations being made & it's dead quiet aside from the rustling sounds of plates and bags being taken out. the itoshi brothers don't mind you being reliant on them, as they think it's a responsibility. they'd be willing to make you breakfast and wake you up everyday until you die.
when you arrive to the gates of hell, sae has to go to the other building. he tells you to stay safe and walks away, leaving rin to take care of you. rin always walks with you till the lockers cuz what if some creep goes up to you?? you need a 6 ft tall brother to handle this ( emo dog priviledges )
hanging out with your friends is cool, but not when the captain of the junior soccer club rin itoshi is constantly staring at your guy friends while his team mate isagi yoichi tries to get his attention. everytime you tell him that your fine and it's alright he goes :|.
class goes by smoothly and now its lunch time, yippie :D. oh but you don't need to get in line to get school lunch food that's ew, you already have a handmade lunch box made by sae.
today's lunch box consisted of sticky white rice along with fried egg, baby carrots with sweet & sour chicken. all in separated containers, packed nicely in a heating bag - oh and a pot of seaweed soup. nice.
as usual, the baby carrots are left untouch with a few white rice left sticking on the container. that's gonna be sae's business later on in the afternoon. you don't miss the way sae passes by your classroom, claiming he wants to see the school's newest football player isagi yoichi but everytime isagi talks to him he looks at the container of untouched baby carrots instead with an annoyed glare
isagi is starting to think the family has some issues going on.
school life is tough but when its finally over, you practically sprint to the metal gates only for sae to grab your hand and tells you "it's not safe" and to "calm down" while rin crosses his hands and gives you an unimpressed look.
"too slow turtle, i was already here"
"you were supposed to wait for them dumbass"
"says who?"
since its a hot summer day, sae takes you and rin to an ice cream shop to cool down a little. sae never eats the ice cream though, just hands you and rin a cone each and pays for it.
when you get home, you leave your lunchboxes on the table and decided to get a cooling bath. you don't do your homework immediately despite the constant nagging from sae and instead play some games.
at 8:24pm you went downstairs to eat dinner. rin always drags you off the bed because no matter how loud sae calls you to come down and eat you never seem to find the energy to do so.
at 11:30pm, after a tired day of everything you finally fall back to bed and sleep. you always forget to shut the lights so rin has to personally go to your room to do that for you, he says its a bad habit that you should fix soon but somehow his eyes never show a hint of annoyance.
at 12:00am does sae finally sleep, not without checking up on you and rin's room to make sure your both snoozing away. only after doing that does he find the comfort to be able to fall asleep, dreaming about whats to come.
a/n - this was not proof read guys so ignore the spelling & grmmar mistakes ...
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Pairing: Miles Quaritch x fem!reader
General cw: Angst, character death, betrayal, mental health struggles, delusional/obsessive behavior
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Summary: Had you and Miles ever been build to last? You certainly thought so, proudly wearing his ring on your finger. But when the tensions rise, and it becomes time to choose sides, will he stand with you?
cw: Angst, graphic descriptions of violence and death, no happy ending
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Summary: Colonel Miles Quaritch had once again opened his eyes in a new body. The body of his enemy. Everything he knew had changed and the only comfort he could find was in the memory of you, his lost lover. He longed to see you again, but what would happen if he did?
cw: Angst, mentions of death due to childbirth, descriptions of skeletons
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Everyone who has requested to be tagged in the comments on the chapters have been added to the list! If you havenât let me know yet but would like to be tagged in the upcoming parts, comment down below or shoot me a message < 3
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Questionð- you can ask me anything and Iâll answer honestly
Mirrorballðª©- send me a song to listen to and Iâll rate it
King of my heartð- Iâll give you an outfit that I think matches your vibe using Pinterest
Labrynthð- send me a ship/trope and Iâll rate how much I agree/like it
Electric touchâïž- send me a ship and Iâll make a playlist that I think suits them
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Alive!Diana x daughter!Reader
Athy and Claude went somewhere together leaving Diana and Reader alone
[i just know Claude would kinda neglect his other child and spent more time with Athy even with Diana aliveð]
Soooo Mommy Diana took this as an opportunity to spend some time with her first born alone before she becomes an adult :(
[Athy is 15 and reader 17]
Just Mother and daughter bonding time :)))
Like doing each otherâs make up & hair, drinking tea together, going shopping, talking about family and more! ^^
[More details: Reader is a lot like Claude thatâs why it irritates seeing her because itâs like seeing a feminin version of himself he still loves her though , would be nice if you could do a the empress x wmmap for this just Heinley as Dianaâs brother them talking about Navier a bit :) ]
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(ã£ââ¡â)㣠⥠If Diana were alive, then Claude would be much softer [canon ]. He would smile a lot and genuinely care for both his daughters but a business trip came up and since Athy wanted to go with her favorite parent, Claude and her left ( it's a 1yr business trip ). Meanwhile Y/n stayed back with her favorite parent and Diana tried having lots of fun with her daughter before she became empress and became busy. â¥
[ FYI I donât hate Athy but reader is slightly jealous that Athy has an easy life while she has to overwork herself daily ]
âAre you sure you canât come sister?â Athy asked, her eyes were teary she wanted her sister to come with her
âAthanasia, I have to study, one day I will become an empress. I need to learn and work hard before that happens,â Y/n tried reasoning with her sister
âY/n you are very dedicated, I made the right choice making you crown princess,â Claude smiled at his older daughter.
He was fond of both his daughters but especially Y/n, she would always work hard and never be afraid of anything. Her confidence and bravery was astounding, everyone in the empire respected the elder princess, meanwhile princess Athanasia had it much easier, she would often enjoy herself with her friends and get a lot of free time
âY/n, I feel that you're a bit too much like me when I was younger. You should relax a bit too, perhaps spend some time with your mother,â Claude spoke, he knew Y/n would not be able to argue with him about this because she truly did love spending time with her mother
âAh, that sounds nice. Iâll try and make some time,â Y/n smiled gently.
Claude really didnât deserve such an angel for his daughter
âFather and sister, iâll be waiting for weekly letters from the both of you,â Y/n mumbled as she gave her sister a last hug before they boarded the carriage.
Diana was really looking forward to spending time with you alone, despite the fact that you looked exactly like her. You had the personality of your father before he met the love of his life. Slightly cold but beautiful, she always made time for her loved ones, especially her mother. She was only soft for her family, everyone else received cold glares from her, Y/n was gorgeous but not the nicest person ð
âY/n dear, before you get to work, how about some tea with me and your uncle? Hmm?â Diana asked, hoping that you would accept
âOh mother, I could never refuse such a sweet request from you,â Y/n walked towards her mother and wrapped her arms around her pulling her in a tight embrace
âIâm going to miss Claude and Athanasia but I have to admit, I would like to spend some time with my firstborn,â Diana mumbled sheepishly
âHm~ I also enjoy your presence dearly, mother,â Y/n giggled
âNow~ let's not keep your uncle waiting, he just got engaged~ I have a feeling we are going to talk about his new wife!!â Diana squealed
âNo way!! How did uncle manage to get a wife? He is so immature!â Y/n teased
âHush now, donât be so rude. I have heard his wife is a very brilliant woman!â Diana playfully slapped Y/nâs head
âOk~ok~ I hope he brought chocolate!â Y/n exclaimed as both ladies walked towards the garden
There, Heinry was seated, he wore a lavish blazer and matching designer pants, his style showed major improvement ever since he started dating this new woman.
âThere's my beautiful sister and her divine daughter!â Heinry exclaimed, pulling the chairs back so that both women could sit.
âHaha~ Uncle your style seems to have improved~ Is your fiancee giving you lessons?â Y/n teased
âHmm.. Navier does not let me go outside unless iâm dressed well,â Heinry replied pouting
âGive that lady a medal for putting up with you,â Y/n laughed as Heinry made a face
âMy niece is so rudeeeee,â Heinry mumbled
âShe is just very busy lately, crown princess work,â Diana sighed
âI wish she could just turn into a baby again!â Diana blew on her tea cup
âThey grow so fast! I remember when Y/n was tiny and I used to take her for walks and she used to ask me to help her reach the flowers,â Heinry laughed lightly, remembering the sweet memories
âOk ok! Enough about us, tell us more about your fiance!!â Diana exclaimed excitedly
âHmm⊠she is very intelligent-â Heinry started
âOpposites do attract,â Y/n giggled
âHey! Did you just call me stupid!?â Heinry fumed in the most adorable way ever
âMaybe~~~â Y/n teased
âMy~my~ Empress Navier is truly a beauty, brother, I'm glad you're happy.â Diana smiled pinching Y/nâs cheeks for making fun of her brother
That evening Heinry left happily, they all discussed his crush ( soon to be wife ) like a couple of gossiping schoolgirls.Â
âMother, is there anything else you would like to do? Today I have nothing to get done,â Y/n relaxed onto the couch, it was one of those rare days where she didnât have work to do.
âOf course darling! A merchant came by earlier and sold us some foriegn nail paints!â Diana smiled as she opened the small bottle and applied a thin coat on her daughter's nail.
âMom, you know I like to paint right?â Y/n asked, Diana had often seen beautiful paintings of sceneries from the Obelian empire in her room. She often complimented Y/n on her art skills but lately she had no time to do that
âYes dear, you paint wonderfully!â Diana exclaimed, painting a second layer of the coral colored nail paint on her daughterâs nails
âWhat would you think if I told you I made a portrait of you?â Y/n asked absentmindedly
âYou did?â Diana inquired
âHmm.. Yes, I did a bit daily and finished just a week ago. It was supposed to be your birthday gift,â Y/n looked at her nails as diana added glitter and jewels
âAAAA! I canât wait to see it! My baby iâm sure you did so well,â Diana squealed
âDone~ what do you think Y/n baby?â Diana asked, putting the brush back in the bottle.
âMother, how are you so good at this?â Y/n asked, admiring how well done her nails looked
âHm~ I practice on your father and I donât let him take it off~ hehe~ He can be afraid of me honey,â Diana smiled evilly
âWhaaaaaa father allows you?? Is that why his nails are always painted???â Y/n asked, her mind was blown, her intimidating father was afraid of his sweet and kind wife? This truly did seem like blackmail material. Y/n wondered what the empire would think of a cold ruler who was afraid of his sweetheart wife, it was laughable really.
âMother, I want to do your nails now,â Y/n picked out a sea green shade, it matched the dress Diana was wearing today
âHoney, I saw Duke Alpheusâs son kiss your hand that other day, what a gentleman. Do you happen to like him? He would make a wonderful prince consort,â Diana asked as her daughter painted her nails with a metallic top coat.
Y/nâs face flushed red, she and Ijekeil were only good companions! It was nothing romantic, even though she knew he liked her and she liked him. Ijekeil tried every now and then to show Y/n that he loved her but Y/n realized that Ijekiel was someone she was going soft for, just like she was for her mother and it scared her. If Ijekeil wasnât the one, her heart would be broken.
âYes I like him, I just donât want him to break my heart,â Y/n mumbled
âY/n if there is something you want in life, you need to go for it, you can't be afraid. Besides, Ijekeil seems like he is madly in love with you and isnât the kind of guy to break your heart. You're a girl that every boy in the empire desires so why should you not be able to get the boy you have your heart set on? Hmm?â Diana lectured
âAh, I suppose your right mother!â Y/n smiled brightly, she felt so much more confident after this speech
Diana truly brought out the best in Y/n, always. Y/n could only hope that Diana would be there for the rest of her life, she loved her mother more than anything in the world.
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hii can i request pls something like reader hears someone in the hallways saying that she is too clingy that jordan must hate it and then she try change her demeanor and jordan be like ?????? wtf ?????? come back to me ???????
this is really adorable, ask n u shall receive (sorry this was so late n if itâs bad) no warnings & not proofread! feedback appreciated but not obligated
Jordan and you were a force to be reckoned with at Godlkin University. Everyone and their momma knew about the two of you. There was never coming in between you two, as Jordan would say. They never liked it when someone made comments about their relationship because they will just be on the receiving end of their fists.
You were walking from class one sunny day, the campus bustling with lively students as it was the end of the week. Parties were going to be attended, drugs were most likely going to be consumed and you were all for it, minus the drugs. Probably. You didnât know yet âcause you swore to yourself you were going to try anything once. Maybe twice if it was really good.
Jordan had texted you to meet them at their dorm since classes were pretty much over for the day. It was routine for the both of you to meet up on Fridayâs. If you lot were attending a party, you would get ready at their dorm to save time and the trouble of meeting up with one another. You guys were always attached at the hip.
On the other end, though, if there was nothing going on or you both just wanted a night in after being bombarded with assignment after assignment, that was arranged too. Nevertheless, you guys were never not seen without each other and Cait even made a comment once that you both were literally intertwined by brain matter. Jordan was just your soulmate and you to them.
But you always had your fair share of disdain from those who wanted Jordan for themselves. You tried to ignore it because Jordanâs actions would always prove otherwise, but you couldnât help that small voice at the back of your head telling you that it was all just a farce and that Jordan was waiting for the other shoe to drop to finally let you go.
The voice was mean.
The trek to Jordanâs dorm was a walk. Your last class on Fridayâs usually had you thrown on the other side of campus so you were always grateful to reach Jordanâs room and they were ready to take care of you. Especially after walking so long, âMy babyâs gotta relax somehow,â theyâd say with a cheesy smile. On hot days, you worshipped the ground they walked on.
Thatâs why it was so hard to believe that Jordan did not feel any other way about you besides being absolutely enamoured with you. So there were days where you felt like you both were unbreakable, but there are times where it feels the opposite.
You had just crossed the middle area of the campus, halfway to Jordanâs bed when you were sucked into a conversation you preferred not to hear. It was a couple students just straggling by. They hadnât noticed your presence, but that was common whenever you werenât with Jordan and honestly? You preferred it that way. The attention was never a necessity to you. Not even the rankings; you didnât judge others for caring too much, though. Jordan found that refreshing about you.
âI donât even know what Jordan sees in them. Itâs strange. Very low ranking and theyâre always on their arm!â One of the girls said. Her voice was laced with such venom, it made you want to curl up into a ball and die.
âPathetic. It seems controlling, clingy. Like if Jordan wasnât in their line of vision someoneâs going to whisk him away.â Another said; you peered over without turning your head to see the disdain on their features. It made your heart hurt to know that this is how they thought of you.
It was Jordan who always made sure you didnât hear these types of things because they hear them. And itâs never pretty for the person who says it. You pulled out your phone as soon as you were out of earshot from them. You were so close to Jordanâs place, but decided to take a detour instead towards the library. You had an overdue assignment anyway.
Is that how Jordan feels?
Jordan has received your text of cancellation and was bewildered by the fact that you even had the nerve to cancel on her. She was actually offended by the nature of the text as well, the tone throwing her through a loop.
canât make it today, stuff to do. rain check?
Rain check, my ass! Jordan thought as she pulled up your location to see that it was turned off. âWhat the fuck?â She was furious. Dialling and redialling your number, but it going straight to voicemail. How rude!Nothing came between Friday tradition. Absolutely nothing. You never cancelled. For Godâs sake if you were sick you made sure to keep your distance, but never cancelled! So to think that you were quick to muster up that text when you were just minutes from their place was suspicious to Jordan.
They knew you all too well.
Instead of moping about it, Jordan decided to track you down. Your location was always on for her, so it kind of alarmed her that you turned that off after texting her. Itâs Friday so that meant it was going to be pretty busy this weekend on campus. You would want to avoid all that. Crowds werenât your forte, Jordan denounced so the options were: the campus café, your dorm or the library. They were going to check all three.
Since your dorm was closer, that was the first stop. Your floor wasnât all that busy since, again, itâs Friday so no one was going to really be hanging out in isolation. The number five ranking student racked her fists against your door in a rhythm only you would know, but there was no answer. She pressed her ear to the door, hearing absolutely nothing but the wind that was coming through your open window. Dorm, check but youâre not there. Campus café it is.
Okay, you werenât there either, but thatâs fine! Jordan will find you and when he does heâs most definitely going to dig your ear in for cancelling. Like thatâs just not okay!
The library was across campus so it was going to be a trek. Why the fuck is this campus so ginormous? Whatever! The mission is you! And to get to the bottom of whatâs bothering you. So on the Supe went.
Jordan never frequented the library because he didnât need to. He was smart as a bottlenose dolphin, studying was for chumps. But not you, no, youâre not a chump he would tell you whenever you asked if he was going to study and he would reply with that. Your dynamic with the Supe was so different, itâs why you were so drawn to each other.
The building was right ahead as he quickened his pace. Jordanâs heart was beating out of his chest, so much so he didnât realise he shifted to his female form. The only focus they had was to find you and ask whyâd you cancel. It couldnât be that bad, right?
âBabe!â
âShhh!!!â The librarian tossed at the bob haired girl. Jordan waved her off as she spotted the head of hair peeking from behind the couches. You were so engrossed in your reading that you hadnât realised the Supe had sat next to you, stern expression shooting daggers at you. She moved the book from your vision finally gaining your attention.
You were shocked to see her thatâs for sure. âWhat are you doing here? You never come into the library?â
âThatâs besides the point. Whyâd you cancel on our Friday hangout?â The pout that adorned the upperclassmenâs face was sure to melt an entire freezer full of ice cream. It was the one weakness you had against Jordan and you never appreciated it when they used it (almost never, anyway). âNot here, Jordan.â
âJordan?! My government name, baby? Somethingâs wrong. Did I do something wrong?â Her beady, brown eyes flickered between yours as she tried to gouge out exactly what was going on in that pretty head of yours. You couldnât stand seeing them so distraught, but you couldnât help but remember that you didnât want to come off as clingy. âCause thatâs definitely something that bothers JordanâŠright?
Taking too long to answer, Jordan gathered your study tools, shoving them into your bag despite your protests. The two of you were making too much noise to even stay in the library. Defeated, you followed your lover out with sunken shoulders. Why were they so hell bent on finding out whatâs wrong? You were a nuisance! Jordan wasnât in the wrong, it was you! Right?
âNow I can talk as loudly as I want. What the fuck is going on, babe? You never cancel our plans. Thatâs like the one rule is that we donât cancel.â
You didnât really know what to say. Didnât know how to address what was bothering you. Honesty was something that you both valued in your relationship, but you couldnât help but feel like a burden sometimes because of your status. You were nothing compared to Jordan. The star pupil of the school. The most valued member of the upcoming Supe society. It was hard not to compare yourself to them.
Jordan will never know that, though. At least not until today. âDonât go quiet on me, please. I hate that somethingâs bothering you. I just wanna fix it.â Slinging your backpack on to their shoulder, she pulled you towards a bench that was on the walkway of the library. Her touch brought you some ease, it almost made you forget how you were feeling. Almost.
âSo help me, I will get Cait if you donât speak.â
âOkay! Okay. Just, donât get upset okay?â You made her promise she wouldnât. And to ease your anxiousness, she agreed.
âYou didnât do anything. IâŠI was on my way to you. And then I heard a couple of girls talking about us and I kinda got insecure.â
Jordan tried to hold back whatever outburst that was threatening to peak out. They absolutely hated it when people spoke about their relationship, but she hated it even more when you managed to hear it. She tried her best to shield you from those remarks and she was successful for a bit, but when youâre not together it was hard to avoid that.
Jordan sighed, calming down a bit as she heard what you had to say. Her anger was simmering, waiting to be ignited by the very person who said those cruel things. She wanted nothing more than to rid of them of this Earth because they made you feel insecure. About your own relationship! A relationship they knew nothing about.
âCâmereâŠâ she said softly, reaching out to you. She didnât care if you guys were in public, she wanted the whole world to know that you and her are not to be messed with.
âDonât listen to those assholes. I love it when youâre clingy. It makes me feel wanted and needed. You donât know how much it does to me, babe.â
You let her words sink in, any thought of those girlsâ words completely erased from your mind and in replacement was Jordan. Just thoughts of Jordan. Her arms being around you and your head tucked cutely into her neck, all she wanted to do was teleport you both back to her dorm. âI donât want you to ever believe a word that comes out of someoneâs mouth about us okay? If itâs not from me, itâs not true.
âYou hear me?â
âYeahâŠJordy, I hear you.â Jordan couldnât hold back the smile that graced her lips, cheeks plumped and red. âThereâs my baby. You calling me by my government name isâŠit feels like the start of an apocalypse.â
âOkay, miss dramatic.â
âItâs true!â
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Masky,hoody with their s/o who's in an age regressing state and is laying in bed with them and cuddling amd they all just start giving each other kisses back and forth and s/os can't stop giggling
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Masky isnât the nicest, but Tim is actually really kindhearted and genuine.
Sigh. Owns so many flannels. Theyâre actually really light and they vary in texture and shit, so you can steal them depending on ur mood
Also has tons of polo shirts (Iâm guilty of this I dress like Gregory from security breach)
Assuming that Tim is readers cg when theyâre regressed, heâs actually surprisingly good with you
In my hcs, heâs good with kids generally (so is Brian) so he kinda knows the activities that you might enjoy
Stuff like watching kids shows, colouring books, playing with toys, etc. (obviously he keeps you away from anything negative or nsfw related because itâs obvious that forced âmaturingâ a regressed person is shitty behaviour)
Makes sure not to smoke around you, especially if u have trauma surrounding smoking, addiction, etc
onto the thing u actually requested tho ð£ïž
Is actually really warm a lot of the time, so is overall amazing to cuddle with. Very comfy to lay on because I said so.
Works surprisingly well with hoodie when youâre regressed, they prolly have (lighthearted) arguments a lot, but never when ur regressed cause yk
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Heâs like a cool uncle. Heâs super chill and gets along really well with Sally, so he knows how to he a good cg
Heâs a super chill guy and will make no big deal of making sure youâre comfortable and happy when youâre a lil silly ð£ïžð£ïžð£ïž
will def give you his hoodie if you want it. Itâs comfy and amazing to sleep in and just chill in overall
owns a lot of sensory stuff because he just thinks itâs neat. Heâll be bored and just pull out one of those sensory toys cause itâs fun
Owns a fidget spinner and does cool tricks with it FIGHT ME!!!
also amazing to cuddle with because heâs a smartass and knows where to hold you, what cuddling positions are best for diff moods, fuckin smartass mf.
Also keeps you away from nsfw stuff but is smooth about it
Heâs basically smooth in everything he does
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Laying in bed with both of them, watching a show like idk. Bluey or etc, (I love bluey its so silly) or whatever show u enjoy!! Up to u Pookie use ur imagination
Brian would probably be braiding your hair (if itâs long and straight) playing with it, fluffing it up (medium/short and straight), bouncing your curls like when you pull on a strand of hair and itâs like a coil (if u have curly hair) and parting/sectioning or decorating your hair (if you have an Afro, locs, dreads or tighter curls and etc!!)
Honestly the chaos probably starts when Brian decides to be cheeky and kiss your cheek, but in a really gentle way so it tickles
And THEN Tim joining in and doing the same and then everyone is kissing eachother and my god whatâs going on
prolly ends up in you being (jokingly) attacked in kisses and tickles by the both of them, Honestly so unfair ðð
I promise theyâll get you snacks to compensate. I mean If ur cheeky and donât forgive them, make them work!!! They better be giving u a massage and buying you sweets galore!!! bestie know ur worth ð£ïžð£ïžð£ïž
Program that you were watching turns off, and you all end up laying in the messy nest of pillows and blankets Aswell as fairy lights and whatever teddy bears you like. Warm and cozy, very nice :)
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ðŒðºðððŸ ð ðœððœðð ðððŸðŒðð¿ð ðºððŸ ðð ðððððïŒïŒ ððððŸ ððð ðŸðððððŸðœ ððð ïŒïŒ
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hellooo
So i'd like to request a period comfort channie fic.
These cramps are killing me but I'd like to get killed by bang chan's sweetness instead :(
(that sounded so cheesy ew hehe)
again I love what you're doing. Thank youuu <3
yes of course ml!!! i hope u feel better that is the worst! im here to bring u channie comfort. thank you for requesting <3 ily ur so sweet thank u for enjoying my writing:(
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à¿ð¬¿*âð»ðºðð ðŒðððððððððŸð
𣥠ððºðððððïŒ ðŸðððºð»ð
ððððŸðœ ððŸð
ðºððððððððïŒ ðððððœðð
ïŒð»ðºðððŒððºð ð ð¿ðŸðïŒððŸðºðœðŸð
𣥠ððºðððððð- ð¿ð
ðð¿ð¿<ð¥ïŒ ðððŸð ðððððŸð ððððŸðððŸðïŒðð ð¿ðððð ð»ðððððŸððïŒïŒ ððð
ð ðð
ðððð ðððððŸðððððŸ ðŒððððŸðððïŒ ðððððððïŒ ðŒððºð ð
ðððŸð ðð ðððð ððð ðºð ðððŒð ðºð ððŸ ðŒðºðïŒ ððŸð ððºððŸð ïŒð»ðºð»ðïŒðºðððŸð
ïŒïŒðŒððºððððŸïŒïŒ ðŒððºð ðð ð²ð® ðð ð
ðððŸ ðððð ðððïŒððŸðððððð ððŸððððœ ðððºðŒððŸðïŒ ððŸðððððð ððŸððððœðïŒ ðððŸð ð
ðððŸ ðð ððŸðºððŸ ðŸðºðŒð ððððŸð ðð ðððð ðððŸðð ð
ðððŸ<ð¥ïŒ ð
ðð ðððºð ðŸð
ððŸïŒïŒ
𣥠ðºïŒð- ðð ðððïŒïŒïŒ ð ð
ðððŸ ðððð ðð ðððŒð ð ð
ðððŸ ððð :( ðºð
ðð ðºððð ðð ðð ððððð ðððð ððºð ððððœðº ð
ðºððŸïŒïŒ
chan already knew. he already knew you were gonna wake up not feeling well. you have a period tracker on your phone. he checked your tracker last night to make sure you guys didnât need to go out to get anything. he confirmed that you guys had everything as he did buy you a bunch of things last month. you woke up with ruined panties. you went into the bathroom to shower. your boyfriend quickly shuffling in behind you.
âcan i join?â you smile and nod at him. you know that it will be a calming shower with him next to you. he makes everything better. the two of you strip for your shower after getting the water ready. he follows you into the shower with a soft smile. âhow are you feeling angel?â he lets your hair out of the braids from the night before for you. âi feel okay. remind me take some pain meds when we get out.â you smile as you let your hair run under the water.
âof course. i will just that.â he smiles at you as the two of you get comfortable under the water. you are facing him when you pull him into a hug. he hugs you back quickly. âiâm so happy we donât have anything to do today.â he laughs. âyea me too baby. just want to spend the day like this.â you laugh. âin the shower?â he rolls his eyes at you.
âno silly, in your arms.â he kisses your cheek with a smile. âi want to stay all day in your arms too.â you pull him into a soft kiss. heâs kisses you back slowly and lovingly. you pull away with a big smile on your face. âmm that was too good.ᅵᅵᅵ you laugh with a smirk. âoh was it?â he teases you with a smile as he kisses all over your face.
âletâs get you all clean yea?â he asks you with a smile as he grabs the soap cleaning your body gently. âthis feels nice.â you hum as you relax as he rubs your back softly as he cleans you. âdonât you get any ideas baby.â he smiles at you as you turn red. âiâm just kidding.â he laughs at your cute embarrassed expression.
âyouâre annoying channie.â you turn away from him as you rinse the soap off your body. he just gives you another smile as he washes his body. after the two of you are done. you pull him to kiss you again. he responds quicker this time holding your waist close. after the two of you share a couple more kisses and get out he quickly grabs clothes for you.
âhere you go baby.â he kisses your head as the two of your get dressed. after you two finish getting ready for the morning you compile back into your king bed. he grabbed your heating pad that he recently bought for you. your content in your boyfriends arms as he leaves soft kisses against your head. he rubs your sides softly to help with the pain. he didnât forget your pain meds so you were feeling 10x better.
âare you falling asleep? i can turn off the show.â he whispers to you incase you are already drifting to sleep. âno- itâs okay channie iâm just resting my eyes. you feel so warm.â he laughs at you words.
âbaby, iâm so sorry to break it to you but that might be the heating pad.â you roll your eyes playfully. âno youâre warm.â he just nods. âwhatever ever you say. tell me if you at least want me to turn it down k?â you nod with smile.
he strokes your hair back softly. he leaves soft kisses against your head helping fall into deep relaxation. you wanted nothing more to have him every day of your period. he already made you forget about it. you were happy enough laying in bed with the soft tv playing in the back.
âyouâre my everything.â he whispers to you with a kiss against your cheek. âgosh- shut up. why are you being so cheesy?â you blush at his words. âyouâre so mean to me but i let it pass because youâre cute.â he laughs rubbing your cheek.
âyouâre cute too i guess.â you roll your eyes at him. âi know you love me.â he kisses your shoulder before pulling you closer to him.
âi really do channie.â you confess with a blush. you felt happier with him. your period usually made you feel down. you were so thankful. you really do love him.
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â¹ð¥ welc to my blog
⪩⪚ some info abt me:
â¿ im 14 so if you are a nsfw or kink account DNI
â¿ i go by she/her
â¿ i have a boyfriend
â¿ i love kpop and my ult group of all time is lovelyz
à«®ê° áµ àŒ áµ ê±á â¡ my aesthetics:
⪩⪚ cutecore
⪩⪚ babycore
⪩⪚ elegantcore
⪩⪚ hime gyaru
⪩⪚ kawaiicore
⪩⪚ delicate sweet
⪩⪚ decora
⪩⪚ sanriocore
⪩⪚ sweet lolita
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â¡ moodboards/stimboards
â¡ rants or stuff that i like
â¡ request
â¡ random cute pictures
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can you do a bakery themed/cake themed system desc? similar to this intro we found in a server a while ago
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hello ! we appreciate the request , however we are incredibly uncomfortable with taking inspiration from others templates , especially individuals we do not know . it is unfair and potentially boundary breaking ! if you are looking for a similar theme , look for descriptors for the template in place of sending the template itself . if you like certain combinations , you are free to add that into your request as well !
tldr ; we are declining this request as we are uncomfortable with copying others work .
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hello , welcome to my second account! - ÍÌ( ˶'áµ'˶) ÍÌ- êš
GET TO KNOW ME:
kupid | she/they | cat luvr ! | i à· video games , music , and sleeping zᶻᶻ ⪠totally not a loser â« | iâm black+white !
my favorite movies are girl interrupted and edward scissor hands â¹ð¥ i love tokyo ghoul + twd !!!
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OTHER THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW:
iâm not comfortable sharing anything i havenât , pls donât ask me personal things. iâm so mysterious!!!! i will , of course , answer any questions i feel comfortable with â i know ppl on tumblr are sweet and understanding!
i will not write / support any request that include sexism , racism , rape , sexual assault , ï¿Œhomophobia , pedophilia ï¿Œ â well you get it. iâm super flexible and understanding when it comes to smut requests (?) and request in general but there are boundaries â listed above!!! writing those out is a big no from me.
feel free to request posts about anyone youâre interested in â even if i havenât listed them above! i love learning about new things , interest , and fans!!! i would love to write random scenarios , plots , ect. | iâm all over the place! | also- should i make a wattpad , AO3 , or anything else?
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