#And the sunroom is so warm and cozy
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I have to move home for a little while, and I know it’s going to be really hard, but I’m excited to smell the old wood of my room, enjoy sitting in the sun room and hearing the train whistles again.
#Tackytext#My room smells like warm wood idk how to explain it#I cried when leaving my room for what I thought was the last time lol#train whistles are one of- if not- my favorite sound ever#so comforting#And the sunroom is so warm and cozy#OH bonus is I’ll get to see my brother more :-)
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A/N: this is all @corazondebeskar fault 🥺
~Word Count: 717~
Summary: Joel loves to nap
Pairing | Joel Miller x f!reader
Warnings: none, domestic fluff, soft!joel, peepaw!joel and a sprinkle of angst, readers nickname is honeypie and lady, reader has no physical descriptions (given the content of my blog, all fics are +18 minors dni!)
The last thing Joel Miller ever expected after the outbreak was finding himself in a domestic situation where he had the luxury of fucking napping.
He loved to nap.
Sometimes he’d fall asleep in the porch chair out on the back deck with the sun warming his face. He’d set his guitar down to the side, cross his arms over his chest and mumble about how he’s just gonna rest his eyes for a few minutes.
When you come outside to check on him, he’s snoozing, soft snores slipping past his plush lips. Face relaxed, and the once permanent furrow of his brows is no longer present.
Sometimes after dinner he’d situate himself on the couch with you and Ellie on either side of him while he lets Ellie pick out a movie to watch. He’ll argue that he won’t fall asleep..this time. But between the blanket draped over his legs, and Ellie curled up with her head in his lap, he’s dozing off with his head resting on your shoulder.
His favorite time to nap is arguably right after lunch. Specifically Sunday’s because it’s the one day out of the week where he’s not on patrol, and he gets to spend his whole day with you.
The sunroom is a new addition that he and Tommy built together. There’s a built-in bookshelf along the wall that is brimming with all different genres of books. There’s even some house plants. The main star of the room is the cozy chaise lounge. It’s a bit faded, and has seen better days, but he loves it.
His eyes are already droopy when you move to get up from the spot you were sitting on. He loved it when you would read to him, and today’s book was Wuthering Heights.
“Where you goin’,honeypie?” He rasps, peeking one eye open to look over at you.
You place your hand over his covered knee, squeezing it gently before you lean over and press a soft kiss to his cheek, and then his lips. “Laundry is probably done by now. I’ll be right back, okay?” You brush away a few strands of his soft curls. He’s been growing his hair out lately, and the grays in his beard are more prominent. You’ve never stopped loving this man, and he’s never stopped loving you.
“Hurry back, please. Miss you already.” He murmurs, lips curving into a lazy grin.
He’s a sap. A real softy now that he has no reason to fear. You and Ellie, and this town have turned a lion into a house cat.
“You’re a real softy, Joel Miller.” You whisper and brush away a few stray breadcrumbs from his patchy beard.
“Mhm. ‘S’cus’ of you, lady.” He teases gently.
You peck his lips once more, lulling him to close his eyes. Rest, Joel. You have all the time in the world to sleep. To love. To relax. To live. All the time, my love.
His lashes flutter as he sinks further into the couch, awaiting your return so he can snuggle with you once more.
Taking care of the laundry and tidying up the kitchen takes all of 10 minutes for you to complete. You find yourself thinking about the days when 10 minutes could either mean life or death. 10 minutes used to feel like 10 seconds. To run. To hide. To fight. 10 minutes now felt like 10 hours. 10 years.
You and Joel fought hard for this life of peace and not a day goes by where you don’t feel grateful for it all.
When you return to the sunroom, one of his legs is sticking out from under the quilted blanket, and he’s sprawled out entirely. His skin holds a warm glow from the trickling sunlight coming in through the windows.
He senses your presence even in his light slumber, and his arms subconsciously reach for you.
I’m here. You reassure him as his eyes open, droopy with sleep. He looks scruffy and soft at the same time. A big ole teddy bear; all yours.
Missed you. He murmurs softly as his arms wrap around your middle, pulling you back against his strong chest.
Missed you too, Joel. You melt into his warm embrace. Heartbeats steady, calm and at peace.
Two house cats basking in the sunlight, bellies full, and hearts warm.
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“You and Yoongi haven’t taken that certain next step in your relationship yet. But when a sudden sexy scene on screen suprises you, said step seems way easier to take than imagined."
Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader
Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, domestic Fluff
Warnings: this is pure lovemaking, subby!Yoongi, gentle dom!Reader, praises, good boy kink, a sex scene in a movie, he gets hard because of it, she rubs him over his sweats :'), he is so cuddly and cute, he sits on her lap :(, thigh riding & dry humping, breast worshipping, body worshipping for both, the best kisses, nipple sucking & play, he has sensitive nipples, oral (f.receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), protected sex, penetrative sex, missionary position with lots of hugs, he also cries cause it feels so good, i wanna scream this is so soft
Wordcount: 10.4k
a/n: This is the softest lil feel good smut I ever wrote 😔 (but it's also really hot wtf, I'm dying here 🥴) I just want them to be happy for eternity 😔 I also think that I made my heart literally burst for good boy!Yoongi, holy moly I didn't know I needed Yoongi with a good boy kink in my life, but I do. Him sitting on her lap does things to me, I wanna treat him so right
You have Yoongi over tonight. He came for warm milk, cookies and a movie after his heaters once again acted up. Not that his acting up heaters are the only reason he came over. He missed you a great deal and really wanted to see you. You instantly said yes because you missed him too and five minutes later, he was by your door with Holly in his arms.
You built a blanket fort in the sunroom and on top of your most comfortable pillows and blankets, you enjoy your delicacies, bundled up and cozy and with a silly romance movie on.
It has been snowing the entire day. The world is covered in a thick white blanket by now. Inside the cold can’t reach you however, you made sure with big fuzzy socks for the both of you and your trusty old space heaters.
One of which, Levi claimed as his own, now slumbering right in front of it with his nose covered by his paws and his back getting warmed up by the heater.
He hasn’t bothered to move ever since the neighbour came over. Quite frankly, he is rather annoyed by his frequent visits and the obsessive kissing the two of you like to engage in, in his presence. So he tries not to move too much and sleep until the neighbour is leaving again.
Not that Yoongi is planning to do so any time soon. As a matter of fact, he is planning on staying overnight.
He reaches into the bowl of popcorn, fetching nothing.
"Oh no, empty", he says.
"Really? Oh dear. Don’t worry, I have more", you assure him, taking the bowl only to get stopped by Yoongi.
"Don't worry, I got it", he says, pecking your cheek before getting on all fours and crawling out of the blanket fort.
Holly, who had slumbered on a pillow before, lifts his head and jumps to his little feet to waddle after his daddy. He loves the frequent visits to your cottage. It smells so good here and he has a new friend to play with all the time. Holly loves playing with Levi, even if his friend sometimes acts annoyed by their playtime. He also loves tonight. He hopes that his daddy will never ever leave again. Oh dear! He is already so far away. Holly starts running, bumping his head with Yoongi’s leg once caught up.
"Careful Holly", Yoongi tells him, looking down at him.
Holly retorts the look with all the love he can offer. He has the best dad ever! Tonight is awesome!
"Can you get some cookies too?" you call out from the fort.
"Sure", Yoongi says, disappearing inside afterwards with Holly by his side.
He returns soon after, carrying the fruits of his successful hunt in your kitchen. You press play on the movie, accepting the plate of cookies and making space for Holly jumping back in.
"You didn’t have to pause for me", Yoongi tells you.
"Of course I did, you'd have missed so much", you say, welcoming him back under the blanket.
"So warm. I was freezing my butt off outside", he says, snuggling into you. His head is resting on your shoulder, his arm is snug around your waist and one of his legs is lodged right between your thighs. The bowl of popcorn he placed a little further down on your lap. And Holly is slumbering on his pillow again, resting his little chin on his little paws.
"It's not that cold", you tease him, rubbing his arm to get him warm again.
"Yeah it is, you gotta warm me up."
"Aww poor baby", you coo, hugging him closer all while rubbing his back quickly, "there we go, get warm again."
Yoongi hums contently, focusing his eyes back on the movie while his lips curl into a tiny smile. So nice. He couldn’t ask for a better way too get warmed up.
Soon you can hear the faint sound of him eating popcorn and chuckling at funny parts of the movie and calmness returns.
You and Yoongi spend a lot of time together these days. Even more time than you did back in summer. And you love every single second of it.
Yoongi is the best time spending partner you could ever ask for. And gosh, he is so sweet and funny and always knows the best stories and his kisses are the best and he smells so nice, his cooking is heavenly too and to top it all off, he likes being the little spoon. Yes, you were aware that you were thoroughly and crazily whipped for him, but can one really blame you if someone as sweet as Yoongi is your boyfriend? Surely one can forgive the quick swooning.
The point however was, that you and Yoongi are spending a lot of time together and you realised that next to all the little quirks you love to swoon over, Yoongi truly was such an enrichment in your life. You may have sounded like a hormonal teenager at first, but Yoongi is so sweet and he makes you laugh like nobody else does. And even mundane things like cooking or going grocery shopping feel exciting with him.
You are currently in the phase of your relationship where you get to know each other's cuddling habits. As mentioned before, Yoongi loves being the little spoon. Which was perfect, because you love being the big spoon. Yoongi also loves resting his head on your shoulder or your chest. Which was perfect because you love playing with his hair and feeling the weight of his head rise and sink in sync with your breathing.
Hand holding? Was a shared favourite of both of you.
Napping whilst cuddling? Yoongi showed you the joy of it.
Watching a movie whilst cuddling? You introduced Yoongi to it.
Making out because of cuddling? Yes. A simple and confident Yes.
So in conclusion, you and him spend a lot of time glued together. A lot of time.
And while that may make one think that you also spend a lot of time glued together without your clothes on, that is not entirely true.
It has been a while since you got together and while you still had a few hot nights after your reunion, you didn’t really spend a lot of time having sex.
Especially the traditional type of sex. The type where he sticks his thingy inside of you. That kind.
You didn’t have that yet.
There was no particular reason for it, the time just didn’t feel right yet.
Which was quite ironic, because on the few occasions where you did end up tangled and horny, you were always this close to getting there.
One time, you were stopped by Holly barking for his dinner.
Another time, Yoongi’s one and only condom ripped right as he slipped it on and you had to stop.
Then it didn't and he was already on top of you, when Levi had the brilliant idea to jump on his back and scratch him (that night wasn’t fun because Yoongi hurt a lot. Levi had to sleep on the couch as punishment).
And another time you really, really wanted it, only to start your period right when Yoongi wanted to go down on you (you almost broke up with him in embarrassment, but he managed to calm down your hormonal butt with some hugs).
So yes, the stars were not in your favour as far as taking that next step was concerned.
It wasn’t a big problem, because you didn’t need sex to be happy with Yoongi. Most often than not, simply spending time together was enough fulfillment.
And in return, Yoongi didn’t make it seem as if he had a problem with it either.
But you can’t deny that you didn’t begin fantasising about him obsessively. You find yourself masturbating a lot more than you did before you met him. You have two reasons for that. First of all, the memories he gave you. You love thinking back to the steamy times you shared and getting off to them. And second of all, the images of what could be. Bringing Yoongi to orgasm a lot of times has given you memories and those memories like to sneak into your fantasies until they drive you to the point of a soaking wet orgasm around your favourite toy.
And maybe you shouldn’t keep all those soaking wet orgasms between you, your mind and your favourite toy, but instead experience them with your extremely hot boyfriend.
It happens then that the two main characters of the movie fall into a passionate kiss.
"Finally", Yoongi murmurs, "it's what they deserve."
"Mhm", you agree, concentrating on the way they hug. So close and so ready to devour each other.
You sneak a glance at Yoongi. He is watching with great interest, not noticing your yearning gaze.
You look back at the screen. The characters have managed to get shirtless by now, pressing each other against the next best wall.
Yoongi eats popcorn. You look at him again. He is so sexy. Has he always been that sexy? Wow, look at him eating popcorn so sexily. Would it be weird if you reached down there and traced his lips? Or feed him some popcorn before sticking your finger down his throat?
"Damn", he says, averting your attention back to the movie.
Flustered by your own dirty thoughts, you look back at the screen. Dear heavens, thankfully reading minds isn’t a real thing.
The guy just this moment is ripping through the woman's panties before falling to his knees. No explicit details are shown, just him grabbing her hips and pulling her on his face. The next scene is of her taking a shuddering breath and throwing her head back.
Yoongi clears his throat, shimmying his hips into another position. Like this his leg isn’t between your thighs anymore and his crotch isn’t pressed into your side.
It makes you prickle in excitement. Is there a reason for why he moved away?
The scene continues. The characters have reached the bedroom. The woman, now lying on her back, has her legs over the guy's shoulders as he eats her out. No details, just enough to really get the imagination going.
Yoongi coughs, shifting again. You sneak a glance at him. His cheeks are beet red, the colour is spreading over his nose as well. Further down his body. Goddamn, the best parts are hidden behind the blanket. You can’t even check if he is as affected as you feel, because you are. Oh, you are so affected. The scene may not be graphic, but watching it with Yoongi does things to you. Like make you imagine how it would feel to have him on his knees like that.
The scene changes. The man gets pushed into the mattress while the woman climbs between his legs and lowers herself to his best parts. Next the man gasps before his head rolls back and he reaches down to where you assume the woman is giving him head.
"They went all out, didn’t they?" Yoongi says and laughs nervously.
"Yeah right? They really wanted each other I guess."
"Yeah totally, I get that."
"Same, yeah."
You and him exchange a hasty look. Did he mean it how you meant it? Is he relating to the characters just as you do? Too shy to further probe, you look away and pretend that you weren’t relating. Yoongi does the same, hoping that you can’t hear his racing pulse.
The scene has changed tremendously. Now a big detailed shot of the guy's butt is on screen. It flexes and relaxes with him moving his hips into her.
"That's a good butt", you say.
"Yeah uhm, true", Yoongi mumbles, tugging at the collar of his shirt.
The scene continues. More steamy sex on screen and shimmying from Yoongi. The way that man fucks her. So desperate. You are so horny because of it. Which is quite unusual because you never get horny because of movie sex and yet tonight it leaves you soaking your panties. Yoongi is squirming so much and all you can do is imagine how he would act in such a scene with you.
"Jesus christ, how long is that scene?" Yoongi says, gulping secretly.
"It's really long. They really went all out in the details."
Just right now it zooms in on the woman scratching her nails down his back. You feel your own fingers scratch down your boyfriend's back.
He squirms at that, sneaking a devastated look up at you. One you manage to catch because you were in the midst of sneaking a needy look down at him as well.
He looks away quickly, burning up even more. You can’t stop staring. He is so hot. Dear, he drives you crazy.
You run your fingers along his spine, watching with a tingling stomach as he very visibly presses his thighs together under the blanket.
So you bury your hand in his hair, playing with the strands at the nape of his neck.
A dent appears right on top of his crotch. One of his hands, most definitely cupping his dick. You wonder if that means that he is trying not to get hard or stop himself from being hard.
The scene stops. The pillowtalk of the characters is like background noise in your ears.
"That scene was so long, right?" Yoongi says, getting no answer from you.
He lifts his gaze with a racing heart, meeting your half-lidded eyes.
"Right?" he asks quietly, feeling dizzy in nervousness.
You run your fingertips over his scalp, forcing his thighs to rub together while his hand presses down hard.
"Want me to replace that hand of yours? Mhm?" you ask him.
Yoongi widens his eyes to the point you fear that they might accidentally fall out.
"I, I. Don’t. I. S-sorry what..what?" he stutters.
"The hand you’re keeping between your legs. Want me to replace it?"
You can watch how he pulls it away.
"With, with w-what?"
"My own obviously."
"But the movie, don’t you, you wanna watch?"
"Do you?"
Yoongi gulps.
He reaches for your hand and tugs it on top of his crotch. The feeling sends excitement through you. He's sporting a semi, one you know became bigger after the bold stunt you just pulled.
He sighs shakily, parting his lips.
"You're already hard", you say, rubbing your palm up and down his clothed length.
He flutters his lashes before lowering his gaze. With a shy little whimper, he snuggles into you, hiding his face in the side of your arm and grasping it with his fingers.
"You're so cute", you whisper, making him twist your sleeve and keen quietly.
Adorable. You place your fingers around his tip, massaging it gently and with enough pressure that he has to make a sound again.
"Does that feel nice?" you ask him.
"Yeah, feels nice", he breathes, letting out a shuddering sigh afterwards, "don’t stop please."
You weren’t planning on stopping. Touching Yoongi is too much fun to stop. He is so much fun to touch because he gets hard so easily. Just as right now, he is already significantly harder than when you started.
You abandon his tip to rub your entire palm up and down his length. You give his balls a little massage each time you reach them for some extra loving. One Yoongi accepts happily with a squeeze of his thighs and a shy moan into your chest.
He is nuzzling so much, bordering nudging almost. His nose is poking your sideboob constantly, his lips press into your soft flesh, searching for you.
"Yoongi look at me", you order lovingly and with a soft sigh, your boyfriend lifts his head.
His eyes are half-lidded, spilling over in both love and arousal.
"Do you want to suck my nipples?" you ask him, feeling how this makes his dick twitch.
"Yeah", he croaks, licking his lips.
"And do you want to kiss my lips?" you probe, feeling him twitch once again.
"Yeah…" he breathes, rubbing his thighs together.
"Pick one and you can do it."
Yoongi whines, giving you a pout.
"Go ahead. Be a good boy and pick one", you encourage him, basking in the needy roll his hips do.
Good boy. You realised that those two words carry magic with them. Yoongi didn’t have to tell you that they get him, because he did a terrible job at hiding how turned on he gets by it, but he still told you. With blushing cheeks and a semi hard cock in his sweats. That was the night the condom ripped. Truly, it was tragic.
"Be my good boy, Yoongi", you whisper.
Yoongi mewls, using his abs to chase you with parted lips and his eyes glued to your mouth. You let him chase you, making it oh so hard for him by increasing the pressure of your touches.
But Yoongi is stubborn and needy and he really wants to kiss you. And because he wants it so, so bad, he becomes creative. He sits up and climbs on your lap, plopping down on you with a huff of air.
"That is-" you get interrupted by him hooking his arms behind your head and claiming your lips in a kiss.
It was a chaste kiss. One meant to test the waters. Yoongi pulls back, giving you the biggest puppy eyes ever.
"That's so hot", you whisper, running your hands down his sides.
Yoongi squirms under your touch, feeling shivers run down his spine. His breathing hitches in his throat when you reach the especially sensitive part of his waist. You grab it, knead it and pull him closer. Not close enough so that his dick would press into your tummy, but close enough that his breath hitches yet again.
"Does that mean you made your decision?" you ask him, sending shivers down his spine with your amazing touch.
"Kiss me, I wanna kiss you", Yoongi answers you, yearning oh so much that it hurts.
You just have to tilt your head and Yoongi understands. You fall into a deep kiss, one which is clearly controlled by how horny you both are. He hooks his fingers behind your neck, while you grip his hips tightly.
A moan rolls over his tongue and tickles your lips. You answer him just as needily, pulling him closer until he is flush against you. Like this his hard dick is finally pressing into your tummy and Yoongi is so needy that he begins grinding into you the moment he feels that warm pressure on his length.
The kiss breaks just enough that he can press out a curse, then you have him already pulled back. Yoongi mewls and keens, cupping your face with his hands. Big and warm and oh so gentle. His thumbs caress your cheekbones, doing it with so much passion that you are aware of how horny he actually is, even if he is holding you with such gentleness.
You are horny too. So, so much that you have to rub your thighs together for some sort of friction. It’s not enough but it stills some of the ache. Not much, because rubbing your thighs together means that Yoongi gets the perfect stimulation on his balls and that makes him sound even sweeter.
So you grab his butt. Which is the most counterproductive thing to do in this situation. His butt feels so nice to hold, round and plumb and so perfectly sexy.
Yoongi presses himself closer, moaning into the kiss. He becomes restless in his movements, grinding his length against you to the point that he is soaking right through his briefs and sweats.
It turns you on so much. This is the first time Yoongi is on your lap (at least that you can remember) and the experience is awesome. He is just perfectly heavy and his thighs are so soft where they touch you. It is also very nice to have him move on top of you. He is smooth yet horny in his movements. His butt is tensing sometimes, his balls feel so warm and plumb on your thigh while his dick feels so hard and hot against your tummy. The sensations are new, but so addicting.
You break the kiss, panting heavily. Yoongi does too, squeezing your cheeks in a desperate attempt to get you back on his lips.
"This is so hot", you whisper shakily.
"Yeah", he agrees, chasing you cutely.
You don’t let him win, but still make him grind against you to really rile him up.
"You look so pretty on my lap", you praise, watching how this makes his cheek turn pink, "you're my pretty kitten", you add just for the fun of it.
Yoongi flusters terribly, having to hide his face in the crook of your neck. The sound he makes is just slightly pitched and oh so cute.
He ruts against you, tickling your neck with his moans and open-mouthed kisses. His butt sticks out in the new position and you use it to really keep him close, guiding his movements with a strong and confident grip.
Yoongi gladly lets you guide him, as a matter of fact, he needs it. He needs you pinning him against you and keeping him close and oh so sensitive from so much friction. He needs your fingers digging into his buttocks and he hopes that you manage to bruise him. He needs the guidance because it makes him feel so dizzy and dumb in pleasure.
"That feels so nice", you sigh, enjoying his neck kisses with closed eyes. Yoongi is doing such a good job. His lips are so soft and so eager to explore every inch of your neck. His tongue is shy, yet also so hungry, tickling you each time he dares to lick your skin.
It also feels amazing to have his quickly moving chest press against you. It squishes your boobs and leaves you with a warm, fuzzy feeling everywhere.
It also makes you incredibly desperate to feel his naked chest press into your naked boobs like that.
"Wanna be shirtless", you say.
Yoongi lifts his head even if it is difficult because he loves being nestled into you so much.
"Me too", he says, stopping his grinds for the sake of taking his shirt off. Even if this is the worst thing to do. He doesn’t want to stop, he wants to keep riding your thigh.
He begins tugging his shirt up, only to be stopped by you taking over for him. You hook your fingers in the hem of his shirt and pull it up his torso.
"Oh?" Yoongi flusters, "okay", he says, lifting his arms for you.
You tug the shirt off his head and over his arms, ruffling up his blonde hair in the process. He looks shy, but leans into your touch when you go to fix his messy hair.
He giggles, touching your shoulders.
"You're so pretty", you say, caressing his cheek.
His eyes flit down, he squirms. Praises fluster him so much.
"C-can I undress you too?" he asks shyly.
"Yes, do it", you allow him, lifting your arms.
Yoongi works carefully. He makes sure that your nose doesn’t accidentally get caught and he is even careful not to mess up too much of your hair.
He throws the shirt to the side and touches your shoulders, trailing them up and down slowly. He takes a look at you, squirming on your lap.
"You're so pretty", he says, flustering you.
"Thank you", you whisper, "can you touch me?"
He nods his head, dancing his hands from your shoulders down to your chest. You arch into his touch, feeling charged in anticipation.
It is a tender touch. Yoongi cups your boobs before he runs his thumbs right over the sensitive skin.
"So pretty", he whispers.
"Don't stop", you sigh, feeling tingles run down your spine until it turns into warmth between your legs.
"Can I use my mouth?" he makes sure to which you allow him with a nod of your head and an arch of your back.
He starts off slowly, placing the first kiss of many on top of your shoulder. He kisses your neck too and down your collarbone. He worships your chest all the way down to the swell of your breasts. Every kiss makes you sigh, every touch makes you shiver.
Yoongi places the first kiss on your breasts right next to your left nipple. You harden in an instant, aching for him to place the next kiss right on top.
But he doesn’t. He trails his kisses across your chest, massaging your softness at the same time. Another kiss right next to your right nipple. Once again it pebbles, sending a shiver down to your warm core.
Then he lifts his head, just enough that he can gaze at you.
"My beautiful", he breathes, giving you a shy smile.
Your heart flutters, your stomach tingles. Yoongi keeps looking at you as he finally places his kiss on top of your nipple. First a kiss, then his lips wrap around it and he sucks softly.
"Oh", you let out, struggling to keep up the eye contact, "feels….good…"
Yoongi agrees in a hum, releasing your nipple in a soft slurp.
"Feels so nice", he says, "I love your boobs. They’re so pretty", he whispers, looking at you with so much adoration that you feel warm all over.
He trails his kisses to your other nipple and with soft, loving lips he gives it the same treatment as the other one.
Your eyelids flutter, you find it so difficult to breathe. His mouth is so warm and wet and his tongue is so soft. You have never felt that sensitive on your nipple, you swear that for a moment you wanted to scream.
Not that you do, instead you take a bundle of his platinum blonde hair and twist it.
"It's seriously so good", you croak.
Yoongi slips off, "yeah? Is good?"
"So good, don’t stop", you sigh and sigh again when he sucks on your tender breast. He takes your other nipple between his lips afterwards all whilst squeezing your breasts together and using his fingers for a tingling massage.
He stops for just a moment to rest his cheek on your soft breasts. He nuzzles, making a cute sound as he does.
“You’re so cute”, you say, having to giggle.
“You have the softest boobies, mhhm”, he says and hums as he rubs his cheek against you like a cuddly cat, “so soft and warm.”
“God Yoongi, you cutie.”
Yoongi lifts his head, pressing himself flush against you. Like this you can finally feel his naked chest against your naked breasts. He hooks his arms behind your head and smiles. You retort it, dancing your hands up his sensitive sides.
“Oh”, he lets out, gaze becoming droopy. He squirms then shudders. A shy giggle follows, “you make me shiver, feels so nice”, he confesses.
“Yeah? Is good?” you ask him, tugging him from your body just enough that you can place kisses on his neck.
Yoongi tilts his head to the side, letting out the loudest sigh ever. His eyes are shut closed, his pouty lips are parted in bliss. He feels those kisses everywhere. They feel like tingles on his scalp, electric sparks in his stomach and fire between his legs.
“Is good…”, he sighs, “ah…”
Down his neck and to his collarbones. They always look so pretty when they poke out from his shirt collar. Perfectly dainty and so pretty. You nibble on them softly then leave a kiss.
He giggles, writhing on your lap.
“Hehe”, you let out, smiling as you press the next kiss to his chest. And again. Down, down, down his sternum which makes your sweet lover squirm and giggle again.
His skin tastes so sweet and feels oh so soft under your lips. You want more. Your kisses trail along his left pec, inching closer and closer to his nipple. Yoongi’s breath hitches, his back arches slightly. Away again, teasing him just as he teased you. Over his chest and to his other nipple. Goosebumps cover his skin as you place your kiss right next to it.
“___”, he giggles, covering his chest with his hands balled to fists. He is shy, he can’t help it.
“It’s okay”, you assure him, wrapping your fingers around his wrists to tug his fists away. You place a kiss next to his nipple again, just a little bit further up.
Yoongi giggles and tries to cover himself again. It feels so, so good that he can barely even handle it. His squirming soon comes to a stop when you tug his arms behind his back and hold them there with one hand wrapped around his wrists. Like this, his back is arched slightly and his chest sticks out so perfectly.
You lift your gaze, catching Yoongi gulping with his eyes widened.
“Be my good boy and keep those arms behind your back”, you order lovingly.
Yoongi gulps again, squeezing his thighs around your own in a needy squirm.
“Can you do that? Can you be my good boy and keep those arms away so I can play with your nipples?”
Yoongi lowers his gaze shyly, blushing most ardently. He nods his head.
“Yes?” you make sure.
“Yes”, he whispers, writhing on your lap.
“And why is that?”
“Because I’m your good boy”, he can barely even get the words out, lowering his head in shyness.
“Exactly, my good boy”, you praise, rewarding him with a kiss to his neck.
“Ah”, Yoongi lets out in surprise. His first reaction was to reach to his front and hold you, but then remembered that he was supposed to be good. He intertwines his fingers with each other, giving his hands a little squeeze. He needs to keep his arms behind his back. That’s what you want from him.
His obedience gets rewarded by you with the most amazing kisses down his chest and back to his left nipple. You tickle it out of hiding with your fingertips and when Yoongi feels like moaning from how sensitive he feels, you press a kiss on it.
Yoongi moans, squeezing his thighs together. You suck on his nipple and Yoongi has to squeeze his hands again. He makes a desperate sound, so desperate in fact that you lift your head in worry.
“What’s wrong?” you ask him, studying his heated face.
Yoongi looks at you with glassy eyes.
“My, my nipples are really sensitive”, he confesses, lowering his gaze, “it feels like a lot.”
“You have sensitive nipples?” you ask him, placing your hands on his ribs right under his pecs.
“Yeah, really sensitive”, he says quietly, nodding his head.
“That’s so sexy”, you say, touching his pecs. Your thumbs rest just under his nipples. One little movement and they would touch him, “do you like attention to them? Or is it really too much?”
“I like it”, he says and writhes as you move your thumbs. In the wrong direction. It was on purpose and meant to tease him, “but it overwhelms me easily, because it’s so intense.”
“Poor cutie, it overwhelms you?” you ask, placing your thumbs on his nipples.
“Ah”, Yoongi lets out, arching his back while his brows shoot up in surprise. He tenses his arms to keep them behind his back.
The movements begin. Soft circles with a faint pressure. You focus it right on the tips of his sensitive nipples and Yoongi swears his veins feel as if electricity is running through them.
“If I do this long enough, will it feel so, so sensitive?” you ask him tauntingly, watching in delight how his brows knit together and he squeezes his eyes shut.
“Yeah”, he squeaks out, squeezing his thighs together again. The dent in his sweats is so big, he leaves such a wet spot on the fabric, his nipples are seriously so swollen. He is so handsome like this.
Yoongi gasps then moans, tensing his arms even more.
“Please”, he begs, fleeing in a squirm until your thumbs slip from his nipples.
You giggle, pulling him back with a firm grip on his waist.
“Stay put, honeybun”, you order, “don’t flee from it.”
“I’m too sensitive”, he whines, widening his eyes when despite his complaints you wrap your soft lips around his right nipple.
He exhales audibly, dropping his head.
"Please", he begs only to get his left nipple sucked on while you flick your fingers over his right one. The touch makes his toes curl and for his body to tense unbearably, "sensitive please."
"Mhm, so sexy", you mumble, kissing your way back to his neck all while your fingers are flicking and rolling his nipples.
Yoongi reaches for you. He can’t help it. All of this is so overwhelming. He doesn’t know how to handle it.
“Yoongi, your arms”, you warn, lifting your head from his neck. Your fingers you keep on his nipples, rolling gently.
“I’m sorry”, he says, falling into your chest, “sorry, I’m so sensitive, please I need a break”, he confesses and nuzzles his face back into your neck to kiss you.
This time around the other side and he treats it with so much devotion that you feel like floating. You let your eyes fall closed, melting under his touches. His hips are moving again, grinding his most sensitive parts against your body. His sweet lips feel like magic against your neck, his tender fingers draw little hearts on your back.
“That’s nice, I like this break”, you say, caressing his sides and back.
“Me too, it’s so good”, Yoongi whispers, moaning softly as he places the next kiss on your neck. And the next and next and next until it turns into a constant stream of warmth and his hips begin rutting against you. You can feel just how much harder he became because of the attention you gave his nipples. You really thought that it wasn’t possible, but apparently it was.
"You're so hard for me, my cutie", you say, kneading his most sensitive part of his waist.
"You make me so hard", he breathes, kissing your jawline with his eager lips.
You feel so cozy. All of this is just so perfect. The sounds of the movie serve as quiet background noises. There is currently a slow love song playing, which fits the mood just perfectly. The blanket fort gives you such a sense of protection. Right now it is just you and him hidden from the rest of the world under a roof of pink and purple blankets and with fairy lights as your own little starry sky. The air is so warm in here, your heated bodies warm it up even more. And the scent of his perfume is tickling your nose, mixing with the sweet smell of honey butter popcorn and cinnamon tea.
Truly all of this is so cozy. Especially now that you have his naked skin against yours. It is so soft. And warm. And good. This is all so good.
Yoongi lifts his head, “___”, he sighs, rubbing the tip of his nose against your cheek, “I’m so turned on, seriously.”
“Me too, it’s sticking to my thighs.”
“That’s so hot”, Yoongi whines and ruts against you, “ah ___, I want you.”
“I want you too”, you tell him, meaning it like nothing else.
He looks at you with droopy eyes, cupping your cheeks.
“Do you think that maybe you want to try again?” he asks.
“I really want to try again.”
He smiles, “lets hope Levi doesn’t scratch me again”, he jokes and laughs.
You snicker, “we’ll keep him locked out. He lost the right last time.”
“Hopefully he knows. The fort is kinda wacky in its defenses.”
He makes you laugh, “should we go to the bedroom? We’d have more space too.”
Yoongi nods his head, climbing off your lap, “I have to get the condoms either way.”
You and him meet again in the bedroom. For a moment Holly wanted to slip inside too, but then Yoongi told him to go to his spot on the sofa and behave. Which Holly did, very groggily because he wanted to stay with his parents.
Yoongi closes the door behind him.
“Lock it too. Levi knows how to open doors.”
“Good thinking”, he says, locking it.
He turns, studying you. You are sitting on the edge of the bed by now, looking at him with hungry eyes. He hurries to you, sitting down next to you.
“Look”, he opens his palm, “I got three, just in case. Now nothing can stop us.”
“Yeah, for real. I had my period last weekend, so that won’t stop us either.”
“That’s good”, Yoongi says, nodding his head.
“Yeah, yeah”, you agree, sneaking a glance at him.
You feel it and Yoongi feels it too. Now that some time has passed where you and him weren’t completely entangled, some of that shyness has returned and now it feels just a little bit awkward to sit here shirtless and turned on.
Yoongi, who feels just a little bit less nervous, speaks up. He turns to you, taking your hand in his.
“Are you nervous?” he asks you.
“Just a little”, you confess, “now that we’re really good to go, it feels so real and I feel a little fuzzy.”
“Me too. I’m really nervous too”, he says, caressing your knuckles.
“Really?”
He nods his head, “this is so special to me and I want this to be perfect.”
“It’s already really perfect”, you assure him, making him smile shyly.
“That’s really good to know”, he says and chuckles softly, “god ___, my heart’s racing so much. Feel it.”
“Wow, it’s racing so much”, you gasp with your hand on his chest, “feel mine”, you say, placing his hand on your chest just as he did with you.
“Just as much”, he says and giggles.
“Yeah”, you giggle, drawing closer to him.
He draws closer as well, placing his arm around your waist. The touch makes you want to climb on his lap and so you do. Yoongi accepts his sweet fate gladly, caressing your hips with eager hands.
You lean in, kissing him deeply. Yoongi moans, kissing you back immediately. Now you are back to where you left off. Horny and so needy for the other. No more nervousness, you really want him and Yoongi wants you. You begin groping him, motivating him to do the same to you.
You bask in his touches with a needy moan, one Yoongi retorts before his tongue darts out and asks for yours. You give it to him gladly, sticking it into his mouth until he sucks on it before swirling his tongue around it. It was a movement of seconds, but leaves you wanting it again. Yoongi knows without words, sucking and playing with your tongue whilst feeding you his own. Tongue kissing like this makes him so goddamn horny. It’s so good, especially when you grind your warm core against his thigh.
Yoongi breaks the kiss, letting the string of saliva, connecting your tongues, break. You chase him with a needy moan, but Yoongi doesn’t let you win for the sake of asking a very important question.
“Can I eat you out?” he asks.
“You want to eat me out?” you gasp.
“Yeah, I wanna make you feel really good before I fuck you”, he explains, feeling you squeeze your thighs together.
“That sounds so hot. I want it”, you say.
“Thank you, god thank you”, he says, kissing you passionately. He lifts you just long enough that he can get up and then place you on the mattress right by the edge. Yoongi has to bend down and prop himself up on his hands to keep kissing you. You hold his face safely, caressing the back of his thighs with your feet.
Yoongi ate you out one time already. It was one of those evenings that started with cuddles, turned into fumbles then ended with you giving each other head. It was also one of those evenings which did not end in you trying to have penetrative sex and it is a very nice memory in your mind. Yoongi is very talented with his mouth. Quite frankly, the first time he went down on you, you almost kicked him in the face because you were so surprised by how nice it felt.
Yoongi breaks the kiss, giving you a sweet smile.
“Can I undress you?” he asks.
“Yes, you can”, you allow him, touching his pecs, “I’m so excited.”
His smiles grows, “you are?”
“Mh-hm, you do that so well.”
He tries not to, but still flusters, “you’re really good too”, he murmurs, hiding his face in your neck before he completely dies in giddiness.
He begins trailing his kisses down your torso, holding your sides in his big hands. Not an inch gets missed out. Your chest gets worshipped, your nipples sucked on until they are swollen. Then your ribs and upper stomach until his lips naturally find their way down to your lower tummy and the hem of your pants. He has gotten you to the point where only squirming really helps to still some of the bubbling heat between your legs. Not that it really helps, only his mouth can bring true relief.
��I’ll do it now”, he says.
“Just do it”, you sigh, lifting your butt off the mattress.
Yoongi works quickly, pulling off your sweats and throwing them on the ground. Your panties he keeps on solely so he can run his fingertips down your terribly sensitive inner thighs. The touch makes you groan in pure desperation. You swear, you never opened your legs further than you do right now.
“You’re really wet already”, he says, staring at your soaked panties stuck between your puffy lips. He runs his thumbs right next to where you want him most, making your hips roll against nothing.
“Don’t tease”, you grumble, furrowing your brows.
“I’m not, just taking it slow”, he says, which earns him a dark look from you. He grins, “sorry, I’ll speed up.”
Not that he really speeds up. He takes off your panties unbearably slow. So slow that you decide to help him by tugging your legs out of them the moment it is possible. Then it is back to staring at him with a tingling stomach and way too little sanity left.
Yoongi balls up the fabric and guides it to his lips. He kisses it as he looks at you, making you gulp because it is so hot to watch.
“You’re so hot”, you whisper.
Yoongi lowers the panties and places them on top of the mattress. He falls to his knees afterwards, burying his face in the softness of your inner thigh.
“God”, you groan, dropping your head in the sheets.
His hand is holding you, his lips are so eager in their kisses. He leaves them all the way down to where your middle meets your thigh, then he changes legs and begins his kisses on your other side. Needy and hungry. The closer he gets to where you want him most, the hotter you feel.
He places his kiss on the spot where your thigh meets your middle. You reach down and grab a bundle of his hair.
“Don’t tease”, you warn, giving him a soft tug.
“Am not”, he defends himself, turning his head to finally place a kiss on top of your core.
“Yes”, you sigh, letting your legs fall over his shoulders.
Yoongi accepts them happily, running his hands up and down your heated skin. He darts his tongue out, lapping up your sweetness carefully.
“That’s nice”, you tell him, wanting to twist his hair but holding back.
Yoongi shifts his attention from your entrance to your clit. He gives you slow kitten licks, checking your face for confirmation that what he was doing was good.
What he doesn’t know is that it isn’t just good, it’s incredible. You let your jaw go slack and moan loudly.
Yoongi closes his eyes, bursting in happiness. He begins putting more pressure in his licks and finally truly does what he is best at.
The difference makes you arch your back and your toes curl. Warm and wet, his tongue grinds against your clit, twisting your stomach in constant tingles. You tug on his hair, because you can’t help it anymore.
“It’s really good, ah Yoongi”, you say and retort to moaning. Talking is hard when he turns your entire body into jelly.
Yoongi moans into your pussy, changing up his licks for sucks. The pressure around your bundle of nerves forces your legs to fall open even when they are around his neck. It forces them to slip off his shoulders, but Yoongi catches them before they can fall, placing them on the mattress instead.
One second of break so he can kiss each of your inner thighs and then he is already back on your pussy, using the newfound freedom to really bury himself in there. Like this, your legs are so nicely spread and your pussy is so revealed, that he really gets the best spots easily.
“Don’t you stop”, you croak, opening your legs even more. You don’t care just how needy this makes you look, because quite frankly? Why should you lie? You are needy. Very, very needy and Yoongi deserves to know, because it’s all his fault. If he wouldn’t be so cute and sweet and hot and his mouth wasn’t that good, you wouldn’t be that needy. It’s his fault and he has to know.
You reach down with your other hand, running both of them through his golden locks. It serves as both praise and your own pleasure. Yoongi has the softest hair and it feels so good when you can play with it as he eats you out. Yoongi loves it too, shivering unbearably whilst wanting to do even better.
He manages to do so by tickling your entrance with his pointer finger while he flicks his tongue over your clit. The joined sensation sends a shake through your legs, forcing a trembling moan past your lips.
Yoongi continues the movements until you feel so charged in sensitivity that you can only release said tension by bucking your hips up. It makes it a little easier to bear, but doesn’t help in the long run because Yoongi continues doing his magic until you once again feel so charged that you have to buck your hips up. It is then that you realise that this is your fate right now. He will flick his tongue and finger until you feel like snapping and only fucking the air can bring some sort of relief.
“You, you seriously gonna make me, me c-cum”, you stutter, flinching and twitching once again, “I’m serious Yoongi, ah god.”
Yoongi moans, peeling his eyes open to gaze. You look so beautiful when you are lost in pleasure. Especially when he is between your legs and he can look up at you. He flicks his tongue, swirls his finger.
“Yoongi, I’m serious”, you squeak out, rolling your hips up again.
The time between charging and releasing gets shorter and shorter. He gets you there way too quickly. It’s so unfair because you can barely even breathe.
“Serious”, you croak, arching your back, “Yoongi, god.”
You warned him and yet he isn’t stopping. He is so mean. You are actually going to cum on his mouth.
What you still haven’t figured out yet in your sex scrambled brain is that this is exactly what Yoongi wants. He wants you to lose yourself on his tongue. He wants to taste you and feel how you throb and then he wants to kiss your clit until you flinch in overstimulation. He also knows that an orgasm gets you wet. Drenched even. And that is how he wants you to be when he fucks you, because he wants you to feel so good.
“Okay you, you gotta…stop..or else…it’s too”, you stop talking just to croak out a moan, “late”, you moan, bucking your hips up.
Yoongi purrs, flicking his tongue over your clit as he drags his finger through your swollen folds. He cups your breast and squeezes your nipple, sending a bolt of pleasure down to your core.
“Yoongi!” you yelp, twisting his hair as he forces your body to climax, “what the- ah”, you moan, shaking out of control. This is insane. How good can a high feel? Yoongi is crazy for being so good.
Yoongi holds you until your aggressive trembling stops, flicking his tongue the entire time while his finger presses against your entrance so he can feel it pulsate.
One last shake and an arch of your back and you drop, letting your wobbly legs fall open even if that stretches your hip flexors quite a lot.
“Son of a binky bonky”, you get out, wheezing for air, “what was that?”
Yoongi smiles triumphantly, littering your throbbing clit in kisses. He is seriously so horny that his dick hurts, but he has to stay here until it gets too much for you. This is all he needs right now. To kiss your clit with all his devotion
You hiss, flinching away, “sensitive, wait”, you tell him, giving his hair a firm tug.
Yoongi abandons your clit to begin kissing his way up your torso again. He stands up gradually as he goes, crawling more and more on the bed until he ends his journey on your neck and he can sit himself down on your lap, which you so happily got ready for him.
He cups your face, pulling you into a deep kiss. He uses his tongue instantly, feeding you the lingering taste of your sweetness alongside his needy moans.
“Yoongi sweets”, you break the kiss, “give me a moment, I need to breathe.”
Yoongi presses out a curse, burying his face back in your neck, “I want you so goddamn bad”, he confesses, dragging his tongue up to your ear. He takes it between his teeth and whimpers solely to rile you up.
“Mhm sweets, feels good”, you sigh.
“I’m so hard, it hurts”, he confesses, rolling his hips on your lap. His cock barely grinds against your stomach in the position and it’s driving him insane.
You run your hands to his butt, dance them over his hips until you reach his front. Yoongi’s breath shudders.
“Oh god”, he croaks, pressing himself closer, “fuck me please.”
“That’s hot”, you gasp, widening your eyes in surprise. You did not expect him to talk like this, but you aren’t complaining.
“Please”, he pleads, sounding so uncharacteristically Yoongi as he does. He must be so needy. You seriously have never heard him that desperate before. It makes you want him like never before.
“Then get naked and take me”, you tell him.
“Thank you”, he moans the words, stumbling off your lap with wobbly knees.
In the time he takes to get rid of his sweats and briefs, you make yourself comfortable in the middle of your bed, sitting up to watch him. He is struggling a little to roll the condom on because of how excited he is and once he actually got it on, he managed to stroke his cock so sensitive that it is rockhard against his stomach. And we are speaking rockhard. You almost start to worry for him because of just how hard he is.
He climbs on bed and on all fours, he crawls to you.
“You’re so hard”, you say, wrapping your arms around him.
“I’m so turned on, seriously I want you so bad”, he says, kissing you desperately.
It happens naturally that you fall into the pillows and Yoongi follows right along, finding his spot between your legs with his dick resting right on your pussy. He rolls his hips into you, grinding his hard length over your clit.
The kiss breaks because you both needed to moan. Yoongi rests his forehead against yours, having his eyes squeezed shut.
"That's amazing", you whisper.
"Is good yeah", he agrees, "are you ready?” he asks.
“So ready. I want it like this.”
“Same, I can’t wait”, he says, reaching between your bodies to align himself with you, “really ready?”
“Just-”, you roll your hips up, forcing him to slide in, “-do it.”
“O-oh god”, Yoongi groans, falling to his elbows, “___”, he moans squeakily, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. This is it. The moment he is finally home.
“Yoongi”, you get out, staring at the ceiling with widened eyes.
So that is how that feels. What in the ever living. This feels incredible.
“Holy moly”, you whisper, “that’s amazing.”
“It’s incredible. Fuck”, he presses out and shudders, “sorry, I keep cursing.”
“It’s fine”, you assure him, running your hands up his back, “can you move?”
“I’ll try”, he says and begins rocking his hips into you slowly, “my love”, he croaks, trembling, “fuck, that feels good.”
“It feels so good”, you agree, letting your eyes flutter closed.
You are happy that you finally managed to take the next step. Nothing could have really prepared you for just how good it feels. To feel his weight on top of you and heated skin against yours as his length shifts inside of you, feels like magic.
“How are you doing?” Yoongi checks in on you.
“Good, feels so good. You?”
“Incredible”, he says and buries himself deeper, “so incredible."
"Oh that’s so deep", you get out before you turn your head to bury your face in his neck, "Yoongi…don't stop."
Yoongi shakes his head to tell you that he won’t, wrapping his arm around you to cradle you close. Like this you are safe between his arm and his neck, drowning in his sweet scent and feeling invincible.
"So nice, oh so nice."
You are also kind of happy that you were stopped during all your other tries. Tonight is so perfect. You felt good and nice during your other tries, but tonight you feel so cozy and fuzzy that your entire body tingles and you swear that you could fly if only you tried.
"I can feel you so well", you sigh.
"Same, you’re so soft and warm", he tells you, having to moan afterwards. He can’t do much more. Not when he is finally inside of you and you feel so goddamn good.
But you are also a little sad that you were stopped all those times before. Oh, all the times you and him could have floated on the pleasure. It makes you want to pull him closer just to make sure that you can make up for all those lost moments.
So you do. You wrap your arms around him and pull him as close as possible. It shifts his length deeper and makes his tip kiss your favourite parts each time he rolls his hips into you.
“Yes please”, he presses out, shivering.
“Feels good?” you say, hugging him tighter. You even wrap your legs around his thighs, pulling him closer that way.
“___, my love”, he croaks, letting out a soft sob.
“Are you crying?” you gasp.
He shakes his head, but sobs again, “feels so good, I love you so much.”
“Oh”, you whisper, feeling your heart almost burst out of your chest. This is the first time he said the L-word to you. You smile, pressing him closer with a hand on the back of his head. His length feels so much better all of a sudden, leaving behind a warm tingle in your lower stomach and between your legs.
“I love you too”, you whisper, feeling how this makes him tremble and then for his hips to speed up.
Bear in mind, they are still incredibly slow and gentle, but there is definitely a sense of desperation in his movements. You feel good all over because of it. He is grinding right against your clit too, which makes you feel even better.
"I love you, fuck I love you", he chants, showering you in his emotions one roll of his hips at a time, “I love you, this is the best. I love you.”
With a moan of his name, you reach down to hold one side of his waist. The other hand you keep buried in his hair. He stutters in his movements, mewling into your neck.
“Is it nice for you?”
“Yeah”, he presses out, letting out a little sob afterwards, “so good.”
“For me too, my love”, you whisper, pressing his hips closer for more friction.
Yoongi shudders on top of you, letting out a soft grunt afterwards, “don’t do that please”, he begs with his lips pressed against your temple.
“Why not?” you ask him, making his hips move against you all whilst chasing him. The friction is incredible, oh he feels so good inside of you.
“I’m so close. Don’t wanna cum.”, he confesses.
“Why not, honeybun? Don’t you want to feel good?” you encourage him, rolling your hips up.
“I do”, he mewls, “please ___, I’m gonna cum.”
You lock your legs around his hips, grinding against him vigorously. He had no mercy for you when you told him that you were close and you are all for returning the favour. He can shake and beg all he wants, he will cum for you. Soon.
“I can’t hold back anymore, please”, he begs, resorting to twisting the pillow edge.
“Then don’t hold back”, you rasp, clenching around him.
Yoongi crumbles instantly. He climaxes as if it was his sole purpose on this earth, holding you so close you wonder if he wanted to melt with you. He tries to moan but ends up gasping for air and then falling silent with his mouth agape against your neck.
Yoongi swears that for a second he feared that he will pass out. It feels so good. He could cry from how good it feels. Maybe he does, that would explain why his cheeks feel so wet once he somehow calms down.
He trembles in his aftershock, gasping for air whilst trying to swallow at the same time. It results in him making little sounds of “mhm” and “hm”.
He pulls out way too soon for your liking, dropping on the mattress next to you. Gulping, he is still trying to recover, finding some sort of relief by nuzzling his face into your neck.
“Touch me Yoongi, I want to cum too”, you try and to your sweet surprise, Yoongi somehow manages to let one of his hands disappear between your legs. He lets two of his fingers slip into you and presses his palm against your clit. You moan, rolling your head to the side so you could face him.
Yoongi looks completely ruined, but tries to look somehow presentable for you. He forces a smile to his lips even if he is oh so tired. You retort it, shivering under his skilled touches.
"You're so beautiful", he breathes, curling his fingers against your favourite spot.
“Yoongi”, you whimper.
“Is it nice?” he makes sure, scooting closer so he could rest his forehead against yours.
“Yeah, not long”, you whisper, cupping his cheek, “kiss me, sweets.”
Yoongi kisses you gladly, moaning so sweetly for you. He kisses you until you tense around him and even then he kisses you, deepening the kiss until you can suck on his tongue. You fall over the edge just like this. Tongue kissing him while his fingers curl against your sensitive g-spot.
You feel like puddy once your high finally stops, dropping into the pillows completely limp and oh so happy. Yoongi pulls out of you, caring not to wipe his fingers before he cradles you in his arms and holds you close. Quite frankly, he doesn’t care about anything for the next ten minutes and neither do you, falling into the nicest post sex nap.
When you finally do find yourselves coming to your senses again, his dick has softened and the condom is barely holding on. Thankfully he is only touching the side of your leg.
“I should get up and clean up, but I’m so comfy”, Yoongi mumbles with his cheek squished against your shoulder. He drooled a little, but you don’t seem to mind.
“I should get up and pee, but I’m so tired”, you murmur, arm resting around him. You have never felt that content before.
He chuckles tiredly, as do you.
“Did you just doze off too?” he asks.
“Yeah, I said bye for a moment”, you say, making him laugh.
“Same”, he says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as best as possible, “you just ruined me.”
“Honestly same, that was really good.”
“Yeah, I’m so happy we finally managed to go through with it.”
You snort, “yeah, totally.”
He smiles against your skin, “I’ll try not to cum so soon next time. Sorry, that was a mess, I was just way too excited like an idiot.”
“No, it was amazing. Don’t feel bad, the timing was perfect.”
“Yeah? So you’re not mad that I didn’t make you cum with my dick?”
“Not at all”, you say, flipping to your side to press a kiss to his forehead, “you said the L-word.”
“Too soon?”
“Not really. I feel the same”, you confess and giggle.
Yoongi lifts his head, gazing at you with sparkly eyes. He cups your cheek, smiling softly.
“You’re beautiful”, he whispers.
With a fluttering heart, you lower your gaze giddily. You most definitely would have ended up kissing him, if your door hadn’t started to produce the loudest noises ever.
Scratching noises, thumps as if something was jumping against it and a chorus of meows and barks.
You and Yoongi exchange a look.
“I guess pillowtalk is over”, you say, chuckling when Levi lets out an especially dramatic meow behind the locked door.
“Their timing is perfect, isn’t it?” Yoongi lifts his head, staring at the door, “you’re too late little munchkins, we already did it!” he calls out to your pets.
You snicker, “god Yoongi, don’t say that.”
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h3ll-w0rl submitted the home of surrealist artist Mark Ryden and his artist wife Marion Peck. They live in this pretty stone house that looks normal on the outside, but inside this Los Angeles, California house is a whole different world.
The pink & white striped wallpaper is found as a background in some of Mark’s art.
Teh home is very warm and cozy, though.
There is so much to see, it would take days to look at all their interesting things.
Look at the piece leading into the dining room- it fits the opening perfectly.
What a lovely sunroom. It’s like an indoor garden.
The studio with a work-in-progress.
Look at all this - dolls, statues, books, and all sorts of things.
Just to look around the studio would take hours.
Collection of historical busts in the powder room.
Look at the dolls above the door. So many collections.
Art fills the walls going up the stairs.
The main bd. is a Zen red and gold.
Their bath is so retro.
Even the garden is magical.
It must so nice to live where it’s always nice outside- you can have furniture outdoors and spend a lot of time in the garden.
https://arrestedmotion.com/2016/08/inside-the-home-of-mark-ryden-marion-peck/?images=3
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Data of my characters from my space opera thing. if you even care.
Cap. Alberto Ignacio Alonso (Beto)
A Human Rioplatense born in the warm world of Aerolito
Age: 26
Workaholic owner-captain of "Transportes Mastropiero S.A.", which is basically one starship.
Honest, mature for his age, and no-nonsense. He doesn't have time to relax.
Loves learning about other cultures. Spends his piloting time listening to audiobooks about history and astrogeography.
Has done a little bit of everything ever since he was a teen, from driving buses to herding asteroids. Has some odd experiences from all that.
Knows a lot, but more of the intellectual/engineering type. Doesn't have too much time for virtheatres or videogames.
Has a surprising number of exes.
His ring immunizes him from dangers, but does not protect him from sadness.
Raguaturrai of Surrastini (Ragua)
A Irruita (A shark-like species, once the main population of the extinct "Precursor" civilization)
Age: 800? 150.000? 20-something? Who knows? Not her.
A literal fish out of water, found in suspended animation, and possibly the last one of her civilization.
Relaxed, playful, a little irreverent. Very curious about the new world she's in, especially the pop-culture stuff.
Claims she was "a very respected person, someone with a large following drawn to her natural charisma and multifaceted talent"
(she was an idol. not even a very good one.)
Has a strong melancholy and pain for her lost past, but tries to hide it in her playfulness, not-so-succesfully.
Has two pet remoras.
Feels incredibly frustrated that the galactic internet doesn't exist anymore. How is she supposed to stream under these conditions?
Suisini (Suisini)
A Saihisi, a cactus-like photosyntetic species that communicates by changing cromatophore cells.
Age: 43 (at least in this current branch)
A sarcastic, bitter, and a little uncanny engineer. He's in for the money, but nobody knows what he wants it for.
Spends most of his time on his sunroom. Eating sunlight (from diverse lamps).
He manages several drones that take care of the ship's engineering. His cromatophores can print perfect schematics when needed.
Very loyal to the ship, and thus the crew. Probably. He's always worried about something.
Calls himself a he for no apparent reason. Gender is different for Saihisi.
Loves to complain about different kinds of light spectrums.
ANCE Johann Sebastian Mastropiero (La Mastropiero)
(yes, the spaceship is its own character)
A Soledad-Class light military transport manufactured in Astilleros Haedo S.A., Esteloplatense Confederation, during the Machine War.
ANCE stands for Astro-Nave de la Confederación Estelaplatense. While now under civilian ownership, it is still registered to the starcraft carrier ANCE Diego Armando Maradona.
Not very fast, large, or well armed at all, but rugged and easy to pilot, great for doing trade outside of the main aetheric currents.
Saw service on the Machine War in the logistics command of the Allied forces, doing risky transport runs on the Coreward front, piloted by Beto's grandfather.
Sold cheaply as surplus equipment to him after the war, it languished in a hangar on Aerolito until Beto restored it after many jobs (and a rather generous loan by the Astronautic League)
Looks much like the ancient Space Shuttles, painted in celeste and white, with some silver details in fileteado style.
The interior is cozy and spotless. Beto wants the ship to look perfect. It is not minimalistic at all, though; full of little souvenirs from many worlds with a wooden finish.
Has lots of maintance to be done, but keeps them busy all the time. Beto says "un astronauta ocupado es un astronauta feliz". Nobody agrees.
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Monday Draft - The Witches of Månenshavn
*hello hello! decided to reupload my small drabble about my very super self indulgent AU. Blame the weather, but autumn just brought all the witchy vibes in me! Enjoy!*
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Sitting on the cozy couch, Dorothea looked out of the huge glass window of the sunroom. From the distance, she could see the city lights, twinkling against the black of the night like diamonds kissed by sunlight.
The first thing that made her feel like she wasn’t in England anymore was the quiet, warm stillness that lingered in the air.
Their house was sitting far enough that the lights would not pollute the vision of the sky above her.
Through the glass roof, she could see so many stars twinkling, and the moon herself with her silvery light - only a thin sliver showing, as she prepared to hide from view in the nights ahead.
She took a velvet pillow from the other side of the couch and put it behind her back, before tugging her blanket tighter around her shoulders: it wasn’t cold at all, despite the first signs of autumn that were starting to peak through the days. Still, she always liked to be cocooned.
The couch was as cozy as she remembered it being: so soft it felt like sinking in a cloud. With a low chuckle, Dorothea caressed the ridges of the threads Colette had used for the embroidering on the backseat of Dorothea’s favourite spot: silvers and gold and white against a midnight blue velvet, a star shining alone against the immensity of the night sky.
“I must say, I love what you have done to the sofa,” Dorothea said, turning to look toward the shadows of the adjacent room.
“I knew you would have approved,” she heard a low velvety voice chuckle back at her. “Can’t sleep, Sugar Plum?”
“Not quite,” she answered with a smile, turning to look. Even if the woman was still concealed in the shadows, she didn’t need her eyes to know where she was. “ You would think that the journey had worn me out, and by now I would be snoring like Lucia. Yet, I cannot. The Moon must be in my blood tonight,”
“As she always is, bichette. She never seems to leave you; much like the stars themselves, I dare say, considering the amount of stardust I always find in your trail,”
Dorothea’s laughter filled the room, accompanied by Colette’s own husky one, as the tall dark-haired woman finally entered the sunroom, the light of dark candles kissing her skin. Dorothea saw that she was looking at her with unmistakable affection, leaning against the door frame, wrapped in the same pajama of dark silk she always remembered her having.
Colette De Beaumont was a woman of rare beauty but, Dorothea thought, that beauty didn’t come just from her bright happy eyes or her chiseled features.
It came from her soul and such a splendid one it was.
She had never known a kinder woman, a more generous one.
Even now, as she was looking upon her, she was beaming, as if the sun itself was shining from within her, her tender face and her kind eyes filled with such soft light that Dorothea always felt at peace when she looked at her.
“Do you mind if I join you?” Colette finally asked,
“Not at all,” Dorothea answered, patting the spot just beside her.
Colette plopped on the couch, tucking her feet under her own legs. With a small gesture of her hand, directed toward the kitchen, she had her own cauldron bubbling away in minutes, and a fragrant perfume filled the air.
“Mmm, Lavander…” murmured Dorothea, scooting a little closer to Colette and enveloping her in the same blanket she was using.
“Freshly harvested this morning, bichette. Your wind alerted us of your arrival, so I thought you would appreciate”
Dorothea chuckled, cheeks turning red from joy.
“Was Lucia miffed?”
“That you almost made her fall from her hammock? Just a little,”
An impish smile appeared on Dorothea’s lips, mirrored by Colette. She leaned against the back of the sofa, taking in a deep sigh of relief, nestling her head in the pillows.
“I missed all of this. These smells, these colours, you and Lucia…it had been immensely hard being away from you two,” she murmured, taking Colette’s hand in hers and giving it a little squeeze.
“Did you at least find what you were looking for in London?”
Dorothea sighed, raising her eyes toward the sky.
“Not entirely. I tried to make contact with the Coven presiding over London, but no one could help me decipher the dreams. Or rather, they did, but the answers were… inconclusive. I still do not know what to think of it,”
“Could it be that this time your dreams were only that? Dreams?”
Dorothea sighed again, murmuring a small “thank you” when a cup of freshly brewed tea floated in her hand. She smiled when she noticed that Colette had used her favorite set of china.
“I know not. I cannot be sure. And I hate not having answers," she whispered, pursing her lips in a thin line.
Part of her wanted to agree with Colette.
Part of her, the most irrational one, kept believing that there was something interwoven in the weft of her dreams, a warning of some sort.
Against whom, she didn’t know.
Colette remained silent, as she looked at the younger woman lost in thoughts, and sad to see that the melancholy hadn’t left her eyes.
“Well, at least you had this handsome rugged fellow keeping you company, am I right?” Colette said, gently caressing the feather of the crow that was sitting on the back of the couch. The raven gave out a deep croak, his hackles fluffing up as if to show how the shine of his feathers. “If I didn’t know any better, I would assume that your little friend here is rather pleased with my compliment,”
Dorothea rolled her eyes with a small smile.
“Tell me about it. We almost lost the proper current that would carry us back home, because Belial here was too busy preening at his wings,”
As if to answer her, the raven let out another croak, jumping on her shoulder to peck at her hair. But the pecks were light and the familiar had no intention of hurting her.
“Did you call for him?”
Dorothea shook her head, her short curls bouncing with the movement.
“He found me. I was sitting on top of the Big Ben, just taking in the view of the City, and he arrived to keep me company. He has been with me ever since,”
“Sounds almost like someone sent him to watch over you,”
Dorothea turned to look at the bird, his dark eyes shining with a playful light. She scrunched her nose as she smiled, stroking her nose against the bird’s shiny beak.
“Sounds like it,” she giggled.
Then, she turned serious again, looking outside the window that faced the seaside.
“I will miss the rain,” she whispered, closing her eyes as she remembered all the nights spent awake, when her dreams kept her awake and insomnia got the best of her, and all she could do was stay up and read a book. The pitter-patter of the raindrops against the windows of her room in the old manor that was her residency while in England had always felt like gentle company.
“Månenhavn is not that bad,” Colette murmured, caressing her hair and landing a kiss on top of her head. “You’ll see, with autumn coming soon, you will feel at home again in no time. And with Lucia now joining us for good, our powers will keep this place safe and sound,”
“I was so happy when you wrote me about her return. I felt so bad about leaving you alone to protect the city-”
Colette pinched her lips between her fingers, smiling that warm smile that made everyone feel at home.
“I won’t listen to another word, Dorlé. You needed to follow your path, and I am honestly happy that you did. Besides, your banishing spell was strong enough that it kept all the Banes at bay. Not even the clouds managed to pass through - which caused a little problem with the local climate, but my brother came to lend me a hand and we solved the problem before it could turn into something more serious,”
Dorothea giggled, muttering a small “sorry” before asking: “How are Antoine and Mathias faring?”
Colette faltered a moment, before answering, and Dorothea noticed her moment of hesitancy.
Something had happened, she could see it in the woman's amber eyes.
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#Nemo Writes#The Witches of Månenshavn#Dorothea Starrick#Colette De Beaumont#Lucia Barbarigo#Assassin's Creed#my ocs#my writing#I am in a witchy mood what can I say?#the weather definitely helps#and I need my cozy self indulgent AU lololol#with my girls and their loved ones#cannot wait to see what's gonna happen once Jacob Arno and Federico arrive#💖#witches#witchcraft
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I miss farm clexa and little troublemaker Madi 🥺 Do you have any soft headcanons for what they do on a cold, winter day on their farm when the snow keeps them inside?
They wake up late.
The snow was forecast the day before so they managed to get the whole farm ready for it so when snow starts falling in the middle of the night, they are all set for a day indoors. Madi is usually awake by seven on the dot, but realizing her mommas are not coming to retrieve her from her crib Madi climbs out and sleepily walks the short distance to their room, wiggling her way in the middle of her moms warmth, Lexa waking up shorty to kiss her forehead and cuddle closer to her, a still sleeping Clarke throwing an arm around them both as they settle once again.
Lexa is the first one to get out of bed, a whole three hours after her usual waking time, making sure to retrieve herself from underneath the cover without awaking the two sleeping girls, both mouth opened and messy hair all around the pillow, and she takes a second to stare at Madi and Clarke in the low light of the dark morning before making her way to the bathroom, intent on having some quiet time with a book before her little toddler awakes, sitting on the newly redone sunroom after last weeks snow made the ceiling give out and Clarke finally admit they needed a professional to take care of the roof.
It's an hour later, when she's already in the kitchen taking care of breakfast, that Clarke walks in, hair a mess, fuzzy socks and polar pajamas as she rubs her eyes, a sleepy Madi on her hip, looking equally as adorable. Lexa moves to them for a good morning kiss, taking Madi from Clarke's arms and sitting her in her high chair, almost immediately putting a cup of coffee in Clarke's hand ao she doesnt have to listen to grumbling about being tired and hating the cold.
Clarke finally gets out of her pajamas and into a cozy knitted sweater Lexa made for her and Lexa smiles she she sees her nuzzling her face in it. She lets Madi stay in her cozy onesie, after a few minutes of trying to catch the running little girl who refuses to get undressed because it's cold.
The rest of the morning is spend watching Clarke outside checking on the animals, Madi and Lexa by the window waving at her because Madi doesn't want mama to feel lonely outside. She comes inside trembling and immediately Madi jumps on her "too keep you warm mama!", Lexa following right after to help Clarke get out of her jacket and throwing a blanket around her. Lexa gets the fire going and sits on the couch reading, taking a peak at her wife and daughter on the floor building towers out of wood blocks and then demolishing them with made up fires, storms and dragons.
Madi helps Lexa bake, because it's one of her favorite things to do. She gets to dunk all of the pre measured ingredients in and name them out loud because she knows the names now and she gets a "good job baby!" from mommy everytime. Mama just sits in the kitchen table with another cup of coffee smiling at them, being allowed to taste the batter every couple of steps to make sure the muffins are tasting good. Madi sneaks her a hand of chocolate chips too and although they are newly from being the her tiny toddler hand, Clarke still happily eats them.
By the time the good is out of the oven the house is filled with Madis giggles as she runs around the living room trying to stop the two dragons with her ice powers, then turning into a witch who can make wind, making a show of her powers any time a gust of wind whistles outside. She's already sleepy by the time her and Clarke are sitting on the floor coloring, only agreeing to sleep when Lexa promises her an entire muffin when she wakes up.
When Madi goes down for a nap Lexa and Clarke get to cuddle on the couch for a bit, one of their favorite things to do in wintertime when there is not much more they can do other than read, cuddle or have sex, the latter harder to do with a toddler around. Lexa nearly falls asleep herself, head resting just above Clarke's chest, her wife's heart beating right by her ear and she gently brushes Lexa's side. Not two winters ago they had a screaming baby around this time, barely allowed a few seconds together in this type of peace and as they prepare to get another baby cooking, it's nice to enjoy these moments just for them.
They enjoy some time outside before it gets dark. A whole fifteen minutes, not much but enough for a little Madi bundled in far too many layers to waddle around the farm and see the animals she's been concerned about since she woke up from her nap, her biggest worry being her chickens and their babies. Once reassured they are fine she wants to hurry back inside, as much of a fan of the cold as Clarke is. Nothing some hot cocoa and homemade muffins by the fire cant cure tho.
The rest of the evening is rather calm. The cold makes their usually very active toddler want nothing more than cuddles and stories, so they stay by the fire reading Madi book after book, taking turns making the character voices Madi as decided best suit them. At some point Lexa leaves them to it only to return not long after with some warm soup Madi adores. Once Madi bed time comes she is fast asleep on Clarke's chest, laying by the fire with a warm blanket on top of then, Clarke's head on Lexa's lap as she reads out loud from whatever book it its Lexa is reading at the moment, paying more attention to the content and peaceful tone of her wife's voice than to the words themselves.
They don't bring Madi back to her room, knowing that she'll be much happier sleeping in their bed. The little girl whines slightly when she's layed on the mattress instead of the comfort of her mama's chest but quickly settles down when the warmth of her mothers is around her.
It's snowing again by then. Harder this time around and they know tomorrow will be much hasher than today and that they may have to spend most of the day going in and out of the house to make sure the farm and the animals are okay, no time to cuddle on the couch or wake up late, Madi probably throwing tantrum after tantrum for not being allowed outside and accompany them around the farm. But she's the perfect little angel right now, sleepy after a lazy day and Lexa and Clarke feel just as mellow so maybe the harsher tomorrow can wait while they savor this moment right now :)
#letter opened#farm clexa#once again i got carried away its an issue snsjsjisjs#its raining outside and this was the perfect ask to answer today <3#i know this whole au and this type of farm life is highly romanticized but god i would love to live like thos :')#this is truly clexa at their softest and yet still so damn hard working :'))))))
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For the autumn ask game: blankets, cozy, and hearth 🍂🧡
Thanks for the asks! ❤️
Blankets: sweaters or fuzzy blankets!
I have to say sweaters! Sweaters are my favorite item of clothing. You always feel like a warm hug when you wear them.
Cozy: describe your ideal fall day
Going to a pumpkin patch, having a lil photo shoot. Getting a pumpkin spice latte bundled up in a sweater and scarf. Spending the rest of the day inside playing video games and watching scary movies.
Hearth: ideal home?
I have so many ideas of houses. But it would be nice to have at least two floors. At least one window seat in the house, a sunroom as well. Would love to live in a pink house, but I’m open to color… even something more rustic. At least one fireplace. A decent backyard ! A porch big enough for a swing that’s a comfy spot for reading and writing.
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7, 24 :) , 30 <3
Thank you chime <33
7. What’s sexuality like for you? Does having multiple parts effect your relationships?
Sexuality's never been a priority for me to keep track of, I've always loosely known I could swing both ways and that's not really something that changes part-to-part very distinctly.
R and I are both on the Ace spectrum and I only have eyes for him, and that surprisingly doesn't change between parts either. Both of our feelings towards asexuality waxes and wanes, and I don't think that's specifically a parts thing for me either. Absolutely a trauma thing, and I can go from hyper to hypo in the sexuality department in a matter of minutes. If R's feeling less ace, I might switch things around a bit to get another part's needs met. It sounds dubious, but the switching is for my convenience and a no is always going to be a no. The other parts just don't want to 'miss their chance' if they can help it, and it helps to stabilize things a little more
Sex is a heated topic and has caused a lot of in-fighting. A lot of it's based on shame, which makes more sense with the uhhh context that I have now ^^; But it's one of the few things we as parts had to set solid boundaries with eachother over
24. Do you have an inner world? Whether you do or not, what would be a safe space for your parts?
which one, the cafe, orrrr...
I do have an inner world. Possibly 2?
There's the Cottage, a fairytale/tudor style home that looks a bit like a reclaimed church in the main room. The ceilings are high and spacious, and we all have rooms of our own supposedly. (They have to be manually built with some visualization techniques alongside one of the council members)
The Cottage sits in a never-ending valley of flowers that we call the Meadow. There's nothing manmade in sight but the cottage and the abandoned wind mill. There are no insects. The seasons and weather changes according to what feels best fitting, so often it gets blanketed in snow when Mr. H is talking with Bunny. For me(dosy) it sometimes looks as if it's on the cusp of a thunderstorm
There's the Forest, which is deep and dark, and the trees are very tall. It feels hidden away and safe. There are some mysterious stone paths in various spots, and the occasional glass table and chairs. There's a clearing in the middle, where the lost children used to live with Cerberus. Not much is known about the forest, just that you can easily get lost. We have a greenhouse tunnel that stretches' into the forest and to the back sunroom for the Cottage
There's an abandoned windmill too; R suggested putting in a tower to look for parts far out in the Meadow when we were all mostly out there still. It didn't suuuper work the way we wanted it to. Weird old memories about dusty old abandoned buildings have flocked there, and I hear thats where Kale goes when he needs to run away
Iiii as Dosy don't know my room very well yet. the only bedroom I can visualize is a... mixture of trauma places. It's very dark too. so I'd really like to get it redone. It's connected to Til's, with a little metal spiral staircase. Hers is a forest scene contained within a bedroom, she sleeps on a bed of clover under tree branches
Evidently my personal sense of safety would have a lot to do with comfy textiles; throw blankets, pillows, comfy chairs or especially a loveseat I can share with someone special. Sweet things in some capacity is a must, too. And maybe a little flower garden, that's both open to the fresh air but a little bit contained so its all cozy and warm <3 Plenty of lights too, please
30. Here’s your prompt to ramble about something parts-related you haven’t had a chance to share!
I feel as though I've rambled a lot on this ask!
We're questioning if there's a second Dosy. Personally I think it can be explained away by other parts, but then those parts come back to say that "No, there's two different histories you talk about, and (continues to list things)"
I don't.. Want there to be another Dosy, simply for the sake that I hate not.. handling.. everything alone. I feel so so guilty for that.
#nosy did asks#dosy tag#I figure I'd give you the most indepth answer because hmm I want to tell you everything but its hard to directly sometimes
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Is your character upfront about their feelings?
Who would your character first seek if they needed medical help?
How willing would your character be to go to a party with people they don't know?
Who is your character most honest with?
How likely is it for your character to initiate a friendship?
Where is your character's comfort place?
Is there a habit your character has that they learned from someone else?
Does your character have people they think would worry about them if they got injured?
How would your character react to being put in a position of leadership?
FOR VITTORIA !!!!
Is your character upfront about their feelings?
She's average. Isn't super outspoken about her feelings, and she grew up with a lot of people so she learned to compromise. She's firm about her boundaries but is great at coming up with settlements that satisfy both sides.
Who would your character first seek if they needed medical help?
In a serious case? Emergency services. If not, probably her mom or older brother. If she was away from home, probably the team principal or Li Yang.
How willing would your character be to go to a party with people they don't know?
Oh, Vittoria, having grown up the way she has, already has been to parties with people she doesn't know personally. All powerful and rich people, but strangers. As for more casual/frat type parties, she'd be down, just so long as she has a friend or two with her.
Who is your character most honest with?
Her older sister. Or her uncle. Her sister's really chill, and she's gotten into far more trouble than Vitty has, when she was Vitty's age. Her uncle just has... a cool vibe around him. Won't rat her out to her parents unless its something he thinks will hurt her. Or takes it into his own hands. He's a mafia boss, he's got the resources.
How likely is it for your character to initiate a friendship?
Very likely! Vittoria's pretty social, having grown up with lots of people and having studied abroad in America. She's got no problem striking a conversation with people she finds interesting.
Where is your character's comfort place?
The little sunroom in her family's estate. It's glass-walled and cozy, decorated with plants and warm lighting. It was a birthday present for her when she was 7. She can spend hours watering her plants and playing with her cat in there or staring out the window listening to rain tap on the glass.
Is there a habit your character has that they learned from someone else?
Ooooo honestly, Vittoria really loves her father and her uncle, so she'd definitely pick up a few traits from them. Her dad has a habit of taking up a lot of room. He's a CEO, and he's worked hard to secure his position, so dominance is a must. Vittoria copies that sense of authority. Her father's also a peacekeeper. He was always the one to break up fights in the family and be an in-between for people in disagreement. She picked that up, too.
From her uncle she picked up his observance. When she was younger he'd always point out little things. "Did you see that squirrel had a little limp?" "There's a new tulip bud in your mother's flowerpot." "Oh! I bet thar character's going to betray the main character. See the way he said that line?"
From her mother she picked up cleanliness. She's always tidying up after herself and sometimes others.
Does your character have people they think would worry about them if they got injured?
Yeah! Her family would all be very concerned. They all know that racing can be dangerous and tell her to be careful every chance they get. If she ever got injured, all hell would break loose. Her family are very protective of her.
How would your character react to being put in a position of leadership?
She'd be a pretty good leader. Vittoria's the second eldest of six siblings, fourth eldest of countless cousins. She unconsciously takes the reins a lot. She's comfortable being in control, but that doesn't mean she's not open to feedback from those she leads.
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Upgrade your bathroom with us. From a new shower to fresh tiles, in addition we create spaces to relax. Also make your bathroom a mini-spa. In result of simple changes, big smiles.
Home Remodeling: A Fresh Look
Change your home without moving. We redo rooms to match your style. Such as more light, new floors, and paint that pops. Your home, but better.
Home Addition: Grow Your Space
Need more room? We add on to your home. Extra bedrooms, offices, or even sunrooms. More space, more joy.
Why Us?
Choosing Chagrin River Company means picking a partner who knows home remodeling in Chardon, OH. We're not just contractors but also, we're your neighbors dedicated to making your home perfect. Moreover, with us, you get quality, trust, and most importantly the home you've always wanted.
Seasonal Tips to Keep Your Home in Top Shape
Spring into Action
When spring arrives, it's clean-up time. Check your roof and even your clean gutters. It's also perfect for painting outside. Brighten up your home as the flowers bloom.
Summer Projects
Summer means sun and outdoor fun. It's a good time to check your AC, always keep your home cool. Moreover, think about adding a deck. Therefore, you may now enjoy the outdoors, right at home.
Fall Fixes
Fall is for preparing. Check your heating before it gets cold. Seal windows to keep warmth in. It's also a great time to check your insulation. In addition, stay cozy all winter.
Winter Wonders
Winter is indoor time. Thus, it's perfect for indoor updates. Paint a room or change lights and also make your indoors bright and warm. In addition, check your pipes to avoid freezes.
Year-Round Care
No matter the season, Chagrin River Company is here for you. From fixing roofs to adding rooms, we do it all. Keep your home perfect, all year.
Kickstart Your Home Makeover
Dream It
First. Dream big. Consider what changes you want in your house. A new kitchen? A bigger bathroom? Write it all down. It helps to be clear about your goals.
Plan It
Second. Figure out how to make your dream come true. Decide how much money you can use, knowing your budget is key. Then, list all the things you want to do. However, this helps keep everything in order.
Find the Right Help
Third. Find the right team. Chagrin River Company is here in Chardon, OH. We're experts in making homes beautiful. Also, we understand what homes here need. In addition, we can help you from start to finish.
Set the Dates
Pick a good time to start. You want a time that's best for you and for us. We'll work with you to find the perfect start date.
Enjoy the Change
Lastly. Watch your home transform. Because we handle the hard work. You can see your dream come to life. Therefore, your home gets better, and you do too.
Conclusion
In conclusion, turning your house into the dream home you've always wanted is what we're all about at Chagrin River Company. We've shared how to get started, detailed the services we offer, and even given tips to keep your home looking its best through every season. Now, it's the perfect time to move forward.
Think of us not just as any home remodeling company in Chardon, OH, but as your trusted local partners, eager to help you make your vision a reality. Whether you're thinking about a big kitchen makeover or adding extra rooms, our friendly team is here to guide you every step of the way.
Just imagine all the ways you can transform your space into something truly special, and let us do the heavy lifting to turn that into reality. If you're feeling ready to take the leap, just give us a shout. We're here to chat about your project, understand your dreams, and figure out the best way to bring them to life.
With Chagrin River Company, the home you've been dreaming of is within reach. Let's start this creative journey together and build something amazing.
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back on my bullshit aka back at work after being snowed in for days. I was getting so restless I had to leave the house. I think I'm one of only 2 people in the office today. I don't know why I decided to come in when I c Ould have been cozy in bed. I think im just getting super tired of living there, even though it's been very helpful as far as saving money and paying off my debts goes. I've still got almost 1k and I could use it to pay off sprint so I stop going to collections over this shit. it's only like $250 but that's a lot of money and I'm worried about not being able to move or something. I get restless.
I hope you're doing okay. I wonder about the dog. I wish we were back at the apartment together. cooking dinner and making dessert and watching dumb tv and watching you try on clothes.
dumb. all because I saw a painting of you. powerful Robert though lmao. fuck that shit. you were awful to me, I was awful to you. I hope everything is going well with you though. even if we're never going to be friends or speak again. wow I really fucked up in Memphis and I hope I leave and never come back.
I guess my therapist was saying in need to be honest with myself and admit that I do want to be in a relationship, even though I know right now isn't a good time.. I dream about it a lot. I want to be happy being alone.
I wonder how Harv is doing, I wonder about angelli, I wonder about all the plants in the sunroom at k's house. I think about all the moments in my life that have been important in the mundane because of other people and I get sad. where are the moments ive only shared with me?
I want to remember I want to remember.
sitting at the beach on the stairs with my legs in the water, deciding I needed to go to therapy. walking up the steps of the old church, when I moved to Austin and had no one to talk to. I
this pattern repeating and repeating, of happiness and lonlieness over and over. this time I want to find them both, together, and be okay. I keep crying and getting sad and then happy and then sad again. am I fucking about to start my period ? is it because I take my meds in the morning now instead of at night?? who knows.
daydreaming about winning the lottery again. its been a while since ive done this. but it makes me happy, to feel like I have control and power and that I can pursue my dreams. what are my dreams?
I want to go cook for the best Mexican chefs really. at the end of the day. but that means I need to buy some sort of camper situation.
idk what I want to do. I want to sleep and sleep. I want to leave here and not come back. I want someone to sit me down and tell me "this is what you're doing now.. we have made a decision for you and here is where you're going to go. going to do" but no one is going to do that for me. I have to sit myself down and really decide what I need to do here.
maybe I need to find out about all my debts. I have the sprint. whatever is in collections from the Austin place. my old apartment. I really think that's it.
ok im going home on my lunch break because this weather is ridiculous and I wanna be cozy warm in bed, and not here at work where I can't even lay down!! I wanna be horizontal and cry a bit.
haha im so funny. anyways. gonna leave work here at lunch did I already say that? I don't know. I keep coming back to this after taking a break for a while.
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Embrace the Beauty of Fall: Decorating Your Sunroom for the Coziest Season
As the temperatures begin to drop and the leaves transform into a vibrant symphony of colors, there’s no denying that fall has arrived. It’s a season that beckons us to slow down, savor the simple joys, and bask in the warm embrace of coziness. And what better place to do so than in your very own sunroom? A sunroom, with its abundance of natural light and seamless connection to the outdoors, becomes a haven of comfort during the fall months read more here...
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The advantages of conservatory repair services
Sunroom repair work is a topic that lots of people overlook up until it's too late. Your conservatory will maintain you cozy and also dry as well as have a massive effect on your lifestyle; waiting for it to be fixed can require you to battle with cold drafts, water leaks, and insect problems. If you wish to shield your conservatory from damage, then it's time to make a consultation with a professional business.
If you want conservatory fixings or just some general pointers on just how to keep the building then take a look at our article! There are great deals of things that need to be done periodically or on an ideally annual basis in order for your home not only stay looking great however additionally safe and also functional, conservatory repairs near me .
The benefits of sunroom fixings
1. Sunroom repair services will certainly secure your house
The major benefit of expert conservatory fixings is that it will certainly safeguard your home. Otherwise dealt with instantly, roofing system, frame as well as glass damages can bring about a variety of concerns, consisting of leaks and completely dry rot. Not only is this costly to fix but it can cause serious health issue. Do not put off those conservatory fixings any much longer; call the group at Britannia Conservation for your totally free no responsibility quotation today!
2. Conservatory repairs can conserve you money over time
One more reason you need to obtain your conservatory taken care of is since it'll save you money in the future. Unlike various other repairs, these conservatory fixings do not call for costly products and also are much cheaper than hiring an outdoors specialist. If you have a leakage or any other damages or concern with your conservatory, then call Britannia Preservation for a complimentary no obligation quote today!
3. Conservatory fixings shield your family members from the aspects
One major reason that you need to get your sunroom fixed is since it'll secure your family members from the elements. With negative weather and also storms happening regularly, our structure product's can be harmed to the point where they can no longer keep us warm and dry. The good news is for you, professional sunroom repair work can be done at a low-cost cost that you'll quickly have the ability to afford.
4. Sunroom repairs add worth to your home
Finally, getting your sunroom repaired will add worth to your residential property. Rather than an unsafe structure with damages, you'll have a lovely addition that is structurally sound as well as will include worth to your house.
5. Sunroom fixings protect you from wellness concerns
The last and crucial advantage of sunroom fixings is that it will safeguard you from health and wellness issues. If your glass, roofing system as well as structure are not in good condition then the products and dust can create a variety of diseases. Do not await the damage to get worse; get in touch with Britannia Preservation for a totally free no responsibility quote today, conservatory finial repair !
6. Sunroom repairs are an excellent financial investment
Your conservatory is not just a part of your home, however it's likewise a financial investment, one that you ought to care for. Paying for expert conservatory repair services can be costly, so numerous people tend to place off the work. If this seems like you after that do not stress! We are below to assist with our affordable conservatory repair solution. Unlike other firms who bill high rates our team believe in straightforward and cost effective repair work. If you would love to learn even more about exactly how our cost-efficient solutions can aid you after that call today!
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How Room Colors Affect Our Mood | Anuhar Homes
When it comes to painting the interior of your house, there are hundreds of options. Color choices can be influenced by personal preference, existing color schemes of furniture and art, and room purpose. Room Colors Affect Your mood can highly get impacted by the colors used on the wall of your home.
Color has been shown to influence mood. Certain colors might make us feel more active or soothing. Few colors might even lead to emotional adversities. The saturation or purity of the hue, as well as its brightness level, influence the sorts of emotional impulses. Colors like green have a low saturation hue and hence are known to create a calm & relaxed atmosphere.
What exactly is color psychology?
Room colors affect our emotions, as well as our physical and emotional reactions. Blue and green hues, for example, encourage a peaceful, serene sensation, whilst yellow and orange colors might make us feel more energized and creative.
Color psychology has been studied by scientists, painters, and interior designers for decades. Light treatment (also known as chromotherapy) used colors to heal diseases in ancient Egyptian and Chinese societies.
Sir Isaac Newton, an English physicist, discovered all visible hues more than 350 years ago when he transmitted pure white light through a prism. He discovered that each hue on a single wavelength could not be differentiated in his important study. Some color lights, however, might be mixed to create new hues, like :
Colors Have Attributes
Can the room colors affect surrounding you change your moods and behaviors — soothe you, invigorate you, bring you serenity, or energize you? Yes.
When deciding on the dominant hue for your rooms, keep “color personalities” in mind, as well as your aim for that space. Do you prefer a calming environment for your teething toddler or an energizing, creativity-inspiring color for your art or craft room? Room Colors Affect Do you work from home and want to increase your productivity?
Color saturation — how deep and vivid the color is – can also have an effect. A brilliant, canary-yellow wall, for example, will be more cheerful than a somber, dull yellow. A dark red hue may be seen as more aggressive.
Warm, Cozy Color Schemes
We prefer neutral tones like brown, tan, or taupe that seem snug and comforting to generate a sense of security. If an all-neutral palette appears too dull, try mixing a few mild hues with brown undertones for extra depth. Mustard-yellow, subdued olive, and muddy mauve, for example, can have the same soothing effect as real brown. These warm, earthy hues look well in living areas, where you frequently meet with friends and family. Using a range of textures and tones improves the pleasant ambiance.
Cool colors
Cool hues and colors with cool undertones are on the other side of the color wheel. These colors offer a space a more tranquil, serene, and soothing atmosphere when used on the walls. Cool colors retreat into the background while warm colors advance, so if you have a tiny bedroom, a cool wall color helps make it appear larger. Cooler hues, on the other hand, may not be as soothing as warm colors. Blues, blue greens, purples, and lavenders are examples of cool hues that you could notice on a cloudy, dreary, or cold day. They’re perfect for sunrooms and other open areas of your house.
Don’t forget about neutral hues like whites, grays, and blacks, as well as all the color, ranges within them while choosing colors.
A Black Room’s Psychological Impact
Black is connected with death and malevolence in many civilizations. Fortunately, it also possesses good characteristics such as knowledge, formality, elegance, and mystery. Black is widely utilized as an accent color in interior design theory to contrast with numerous other colors. It is attractive and timeless when applied sparingly. A black-painted room may look magnificent if done right.
If you’ve ever painted your walls black, you know it’s all or nothing. It just doesn’t seem right to paint a single accent wall. To create drama, the color should envelop the room. If you find dark walls gloomy, try a lighter paint tone with black furnishings and materials.
Blue’s Influence on Mood
If you aren’t already aware, blue is a popular hue among interior designers. It’s a hue with a lot of depth and perception. It is seen as a sign of security, order, stability, and dependability. Subtle blues are ideal for personal places. Blues have a nice mood and a zen-like aspect to them. While blue is calming, dark blue can generate a sad atmosphere in certain people.
Warm blues with undertones of red tend to draw you in and make the space seem inviting. These hues are ideal for gathering areas such as the kitchen, dining room, or living room. Cool blues recede, making a room appear bigger. Colors of serenity, such as aqua and turquoise.
Purple’s Influence on Mood
When utilized on walls or upholstery, this regal color has a dignified and striking presence. Purple represents riches, dignity, and good health. It has a relaxing effect on spirituality and mental perception. Purple is a color that spans from vivid violet to subtle lavender. Purple will make a significant impression whether you use it to cover the entire space or just as an accent. To create a dignified color pallet, most other colors work with varying degrees of purple.
Purple looks great with jewel tones but also with lighter hues like soft yellow, pastel pink, or white. Because your bedroom is a haven of calm and relaxation, bedroom colors and mood should include hues that promote overall tranquility and restfulness. Consider the room color psychology of hues like green, blue, and purple for their soothing effects when choosing a room color for your bedroom.
Colors to use in your bedroom: Green is said to reduce stress and aid fertility, making it an excellent choice for the bedroom. Blue is known to reduce blood pressure while also reducing breathing and heart rate. Purple in milder colors, such as lavender and lilac, nevertheless has a peaceful effect in the bedroom without being too frigid.
What color should I paint my living room?
Finding living room colors that complement the general tone of ease, discussion, and fellowship for your area is as basic as it gets. Consider pleasant, relaxing hues like green and blue when deciding what to paint your living room. Consider red for more excitement. Colors to utilize in your living room: Red stimulates the adrenaline system like no other. It is an excellent choice for creating excitement, especially at night. Green is said to be the most relaxing hue for the eyes, combining the refreshing nature of blue with the liveliness of yellow. Blue may promote relaxation and serenity in social settings, but use gentler colors.
In conclusion
Your home’s room color psychology is much more than a selection of lovely hues. The room colors affect your attitude and conduct, resulting in changes that affect your entire life. That is why it is critical to pick colors that are pleasant, optimistic, and encouraging for your house so that it becomes a location that brings out the best in you and your family.
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pumpkin darling my love
Haha not gonna lie!!! I forgot I had scheduled this ask game and was REALLY CONFUSED for a second 😅😅. Thank you for sending though nonnie!!
Pumpkin: What's your favourite weather and why?
Give me a STORM, like a gorgeous thunderstorm, no tornadoes or hail but give me rolling thunder and crackling lightening and a cool breeze 😍. Sitting in a chair in like a sunroom/four seasons room while I sip some whiskey and read a book? Perfection
Darling: What romantic gesture makes you feel the most loved?
Oh wow, hmmm honestly, I'm more one for sweet domestic gestures. Like a favorite meal or checking on me that I've eaten/drank water/taken a break, etc.
To be honest, I'm not really used to a lot of "romance" directed towards me, if anything I'm used to taking care of and planning things or just doing things like ordering flowers for someone out of the blue etc so maybe someone picking a restaurant or planning a quiet date for us but still letting me be a "gentlebutch"? I'm not sure. 😅
My Love: What would your dream home be like?
Oh ok, ideally a cabin/home in the woods but even if not, a rustic interior, lots of wood and lived in brown leather furniture, very much a warm and cozy feeling. I'd want a library, a wooden bar, a pretty open kitchen. I'd also want room out in the yard for a small garden and if it's out in the woods then a waterfront property so that I could go fish or just sit out and be near the water.
Send me a cute nickname ask!
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