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spectorings · 2 years

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✧ ⠀⠀𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐘 ⠀⠀✦ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴

𝙵𝙸𝙾-𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰 𝚂𝙰𝙸𝙳 ⠀⠀✦ ⠀⠀⠀ I love loooove your headcanons, and I was hoping that you'd write a little thing about the Sparda boys giving their S/O some sweet aftercare after a…rough night UwU

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂⠀⠀✦ ⠀⠀⠀mentions of after sex, kissing, bruises from sex (barely)

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂⠀⠀✦ ⠀⠀⠀Dante ⋆ Vergil ⋆ Nero ⋆ V

𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁⠀⠀✦ ⠀⠀⠀gender neutral

𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴

Once he’s finished he’ll lean on top of you but not put all of his weight on you, he’ll bury his head in the crook of your neck and whisper to you how much he loves you, and how great it was

Lots of cuddles, once he actually moves he’ll lay next to you and pull you into him, wrapping his arms around you and giving you a kiss on the side of your head

He’s most likely going to start kissing you. . . A lot, he loves making out with you, but he’ll keep it slow and sensual, almost relaxed and nearly lazy

𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝙸𝙻

He’ll give you plenty of kisses and ask if you’re okay, and ask if there is anything you want. He’s the type to get up and get you a towel, and a glass of water, too

He’ll run his hand through your hair and tell you how beautiful you are, how much he cares for you as his hand cups your cheek, just any words of affirmation really

Will see if you want to go shower or have a nice warm bath, anything like that, he may even offer to join you if he’s feeling rather spicy - not that it’ll always lead into anything but sometimes it’s nice to relax with someone else

𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙾

He will do the typical offering you a drink or some snacks, also taking care of any little wounds or bruises you got during the session

Most likely going to watch some tv with you, putting on your favourite film or tv shows and wrapping up under the blankets together and chilling out for the rest of the night

If you guys don’t feel like laying around for the rest of the day then he’ll ask if there is anything you want to do, like shopping or even just cooking together. But prepare for him to still be energetic and dancing around like an idiot most of the time

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Once he’s done he’s going to be all smiles, asking you how you’re feeling and if there is anything you need — honestly he’s likely to ask about your day and just listen to you talk

He’ll offer you a massage, paying particular attention to your back and shoulders, and legs. He just wants to help you wind down and relax as much as possible

Will watch a movie with you, or preferably he’ll sit down with you with your head in his lap and read to you while his hand runs through your hair

𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴𝚂

hey, hope you liked this (and hope this is actually what you wanted), sorry it’s really short and not all that great :(( but I just wanted to get it posted for you

#devil may cry 5 #devil may cry #dmc headcanons #dmc #dante dmc #dmc vergil #dmc nero #v dmc

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artjungwon · 3 years

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enhypen as type of kisses:

enhypen x gn!reader

fluff

jungwon: forehead kisses ; i feel like jungwon is someone that is very good at reassuring others,, and he would love to kiss your forehead especially when you're sad or worried about something :(

heeseung: cheek kisses ; no because he would kiss your cheeks ALL THE TIME, you just woke up? here's your first kiss of the day. you're literally just standing there and he would kiss your cheekies because he loves them. also the type to give a kiss to thank you !!

jay: lips kisses (the normal ones idk) ; for some reason i feel like jay is probably the most romantic member of enhypen,, i don't think he's the biggest fan of pda but let's say he doesn't mind it... also definitely the type to kiss you in front of the guy who's flirting with you

jake: neck kisses ; jake is the type of bf that would loooove to put his head in the crook of your neck (especially when you're sitting on his lap or when he's standing behind you) and he would give little kisses on your neck

sunghoon: hand kisses ; definitely the type to randomly take your hands while you're cuddling and just kiss your hands, from the back of it to your fingertips. he would tell you how much he loves you too

sunoo: nose kisses ; omg omg sunoo would love to brush his nose against yours i just know it, he would also love to give little kisses on the tip of your nose,, pls give him a lot of kisses he would love to receive some too :(

ni-ki: temple kisses ; honestly i think ni-ki wouldn't really like pda but he would love giving kisses on your temples, kinda like him telling you that he's by your side. he would feel like it's protecting you in a way

✉💗 hope you guys liked it <3

#enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen #enhypen fluff #kpop #sim jaeyun #jake sim #park jongseong #jay park #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #kim sunoo #park sunghoon #lee heeseung

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cherryrogers · 5 years

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Drunk.

Loki x Fem!Reader

Contains: Fluff, minor cat-calling.

Synopsis: The best part of being drunk? Being taken care of by the Norse god you’re lucky enough to call your boyfriend.

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It wasn’t often that you drank alcohol, but when you did, you didn’t waste any time getting completely hammered. Feeling the beat of the music in your chest at a nightclub and watching your friends have a good time just got you so pumped up. And soon enough, you were the one having the good time.

However, even in the midst of stupidly downing another shot and trying to dance in your unstable state, you couldn’t help but miss your boyfriend back at home. Loki didn’t like when you went out partying - and he made it very obvious. He’d childishly hide your makeup brushes and ‘accidentally’ misplace your shoes. It was the same thing every time - you’d get extremely irritated at him, and all he’d respond with was that frustratingly hot smirk. At this point, it’d kind of became your thing to be late to parties because of Loki’s antics.

The night always tended to end the same as well. A drunken text or call would inevitably find its way to Loki, and he’d be there in a flash to pick you up. Having you back home was the only thought on his mind the whole time you were out, and such a large relief for him as soon as you stepped through the front door.

And so, the point in the night came where your jittery fingers tapped aimlessly on the blurred keyboard of your phone, hoping that you could form something coherent to indicate to Loki that you wanted brought home. You swore you felt your phone vibrate after shoving it back into your bra, but you could barely lift your arms after being hit with a wave of exhaustion. Dizzily, you stumbled over to a bar stool and forced yourself upon it. Without a second thought, you rest your head in your arms against the cold surface of the bar, barely resisting the urge to shut your eyes.

You didn’t know how long you’d been out, but someone was shaking your shoulder gently and saying your name, and you reluctantly lifted your head up. Blinking repeatedly, your eyes adjusted as best as they could to the person standing over you, and an involuntary smile formed on your lips - it was Loki. Honestly, it was probably the best part of the night, when your boyfriend would show up and wrap his arms around you, taking you back to where you longed to be after a night of partying.

“Come on, gorgeous. Let’s get you home.” His soothing voice caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach, as you nodded lazily and attempted to push yourself off the bar stool.

Loki’s arm enveloped your waist, holding most of your weight as you made no effort to keep yourself upright. However, you were quick to wrap your arms around Loki’s neck and sloppily kiss his cheek.

“So happy to s-see you, Loki.” You slurred.

He let out a laugh, guiding you through the doors of the club. “Really? I can’t tell by the way you are practically strangling me.”

“Strangling you with loooove.” Your hand reached up to cup his face, turning him to look at you. For a moment, you literally got lost in his beautiful blue eyes, almost forgetting that you were going in to kiss him. Almost. Once you’d processed how insanely perfect your boyfriend was, it just made you want to kiss him harder; which you did.

Loki was about to question why you were staring at him for so long, until he felt your lips press against his. A familiar warm feeling coursed through his typically cold body as he held you close to him. He could taste the alcohol on your tongue, and was suddenly reminded of where you were - making out outside of a club at one in the morning.

The sound of whistling caused Loki to pull away from you, making you pout in disappointment. Your boyfriend’s eyes were directed towards a group men standing a couple of metres away, leaning drunkly against the wall of the club. He followed their lustful gazes, which were set on you. Your dress had ridden up your thighs, barely even covering the parts of you that definitely shouldn’t be on show.

While you rested your head in the crook of his neck obliviously, Loki shot the group of guys a menacing glare. He tended to come off as intimidating to, well, everyone. Everyone except you, obviously. The men noticed the threatening stare from your protective boyfriend, and the smirks that were playing in their lips instantly disappeared. They turned away from the direction of you both, and you tapped Loki’s chest impatiently, asking him to take you to the car.

Before he obliged, Loki reached to pull down your dress to an appropriate length, and then proceeded to lead you over to the car. He debated whether to sit you in the front or let you lie down in the backseat. However, the choice wasn’t really his as you yanked open the door to the backseat, climbing inside ungracefully. As soon as your head hit the fabric of the seat, you were ready to drift back to sleep again. That was until you caught Loki about to close the door, after moving your legs so that they weren’t hanging outside the car.

“Wait! Loki, don’t go.” You furrowed your brows sadly as Loki tried to suppress a chuckle.

Reassuringly, he placed his hand on your calf, leaning inside the car. “I will just be in the front seat, love. I have to drive.”

“But it’s cold as frick back here.” Loki rolled his eyes at you dramatically sticking your bottom lip out, but didn’t hesitate to take off his leather jacket and rest it over your body. You grinned, pulling the large jacket up to your chin and sighing contently at Loki’s scent being prominent on the material.

You didn’t even realise where you were when the car pulled up outside your apartment building. The sound of the car door opening again didn’t phase you, and you felt a hand softly pushing strands of your hair out of your face.

“We’re almost home, (Y/N), then you are free to sleep for as long as you would like.”

“Imma sleep in here. Don’t wanna move.” Your voice was muffled under the leather jacket and you hadn’t even reopened your eyes.

“Darling, you just have to make it to the elevator. I will even carry you if it makes the process quicker.” It was hard to say no to being carried back to your apartment by your boyfriend, and that’s why you instantly made your best efforts to sit up, still clutching on tightly to his jacket.

Loki went to put his hands under your knees when you pushed them away, making him raise his brows at you questioningly. “Piggyback?Pleeeaaase?”

Of course, Loki couldn’t deny you of a piggyback when you were staring up innocently at him, your arms reaching out in front of you like a child. “If it means you will leave the car, then fine.”

Grabbing his outstretched hand, you pushed yourself to stand on the pavement and slammed the car door shut behind you. As you looked at Loki expectantly, he reluctantly turned away from you, crouching down slightly. Without warning, you launched yourself onto his back, causing him to grunt and fall forward before he managed to steady himself. He hoisted you higher on his back, gripping your thighs securely.

You rested your head on his shoulder, occasionally turning to the side to peck his cheek as he carried you to the elevator. Once you were inside and Loki pressed your floor button, he turned to look up at you. “You’re lucky that I am utterly smitten with you, (Y/N). This may be a comfortable experience for you, but I can not necessarily say the same for myself.”

“I’ll give you a piggyback tomorrow, Loki. Then we’re even stevens.” You twirled one of his black locks with your finger absentmindedly while he laughed.

“I’m not sure that you would be physically capable of that, love. I appreciate the offer, though.”

“Maybe not, but I’m physically capable of doing some other things, if you’re picking up what I’m putting down.” You erupted with giggles, and Loki sighed, blushing slightly.

The elevator doors opened with a ding and both of you exited the small space. “I hope by that you mean climbing off my back and going to bed.”

Loki struggled to unlock your apartment door as you stayed clinging to his body, only holding you up with one hand. “Naaaah, I mean suck-”

“Don’t... finish that sentence. I know what you meant.”

Giggling uncontrollably again, you just wrapped your arms tighter around your boyfriend as he managed to open the door, taking you both inside and locking it again. He carried you through to your bedroom and stood facing away from the bed, waiting for you to detach yourself from him and fall back, but you don’t.

“Remember what we said about climbing off my back and going to bed? Could you... do that, darling?” Loki tapped your thigh, but you shook your head against his neck.

Pointing towards the bathroom, you groaned. “Need to do my skincare routine.”

“You are not being serious, are you?”

“Uh, I’m being deadass serious. Bathroom, please.”

“About three minutes ago you were literally asleep.”

“Well now I’m not!” You exclaimed. “Gonna get an acne attack if I go to sleep like this.”

With a deep sigh, Loki gave in. He knew it was useless trying to convince you otherwise, and he also knew how conscious you were of your skin. Skipping out on your skin routine was never an option for you, even when you were drunk.

A few minutes later, you were sat on the counter in the bathroom, watching Loki as he pulled everything out of your skincare bag and laid them next to you. He insisted on helping you out with your routine, because in your state, it’d take you until sunrise to finish it. “Okay, what’s first?”

“Wipes.” You picked up the pink packet next to you and handed it to Loki, who pulled out a wipe and put the packet back down. His hand rested on the side of your neck, pressing his thumb against your jaw and wiping off your makeup.

While he focused on the task, you couldn’t help but admire him. His bottom lip was bitten between his teeth in concentration, and his dark brows were knitted together slightly. Strands of his hair were stuck up out of place from you playing with it, and the jet black colour of his locks contrasted with his pale skin. Everything about him was beautiful in your eyes.

“You’re so pretty, do you know that?” You broke the comfortable silence with your sudden urge to compliment your boyfriend, who attempted to suppress a smirk.

“I’m not entirely sure pretty is an adjective I’d associate with myself.” Loki motioned for you to close your eyes so he could remove your eye makeup.

Shutting your eyes, you kept speaking. “You’re a pretty boy, Loki. My pretty boy.”

With your eyes closed, you couldn’t see Loki’s cheeks reddening and the involuntary smile on his face. “Always yours, my love.”

Once the pressure on your eyes had disappeared, you opened them again. You reached forward to wrap your arms around Loki, but he put his hands against your shoulders.

“No hugs until we are finished here. You demanded that this be done, and we are doing it as quick as possible, alright?”

Leaning back against the mirror, you sighed, leading Loki through the rest of your skin regime until it was finally done. As soon as all of your products were packed back into their bag, you threw your arms around Loki and squeezed him tightly. How many other gods would do their drunk, mortal girlfriend’s skincare routine for them at nearly two in the morning? Probably not a lot. You hoped Loki knew how much you appreciated him, if he couldn’t tell by the fact you were clinging to him like a koala.

After the both of you stripped off and were too lazy to put on proper pyjamas, you got into bed with just your underwear on and clung back onto your boyfriend. Nuzzling your head into Loki’s bare chest, you exhaled a breath of content.

“You know, for being the God of Mischief, you sure are a sweetheart.” You muttered, earning a quiet chuckle from Loki.

“Only for you, darling.”

“Oh, I see...” You smirked. “God of Mischief on the streets, God of Softness in the sheets.”

“Because you are intoxicated, I am going to act like those words did not just come out of your mouth.”

“Hmm... you do you, softie.”

Sequel: You’re Hungover, Darling.

#loki #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki x reader #loki x you #loki x reader fluff #loki imagine #loki reader insert #loki fluff #loki fanfic #mcu

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dancingskys · 6 years

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God, this smell was so addicting.

Taehyung took another deep breath and almost groaned because it smelled so good. Like freshly washed sheets and pillows that you dove into for the first time and could snuggle up in. Fresh and clean like water lilies and so, so addicting.

He rubbed his nose into a crook to get more of that heavenly smell.

“Tae,” a low voice rumbled close to his ear and his two-colored ears flicked at the ticklish feeling of someone’s breath brushing against them. He simply hummed in question, eyes still closed and mind swimming slightly. “Can you let go?”

He shook his head strongly, maybe nuzzling his nose even further into the expanse of warm skin in front of him, tongue peeking out for a tentative lick which was commented with a low grunt and a slight shift.

“I was barely gone for an hour,” the voice piped up again.

“Nuhu, an hour too long,” Taehyung grumbled, his hands curling into soft fabric.

The source of the smell sighed heavily but stayed put and let the tiger hybrid rub his nose all over his neck, their scents mingling and mixing together just the way he liked it. He liked it when they were close like this and wished he other could always be right next to him.

They stayed like his for another few minutes until Taehyung was satisfied and leaned back, beaming at the other hybrid who stood about an inch shorter than him. Soft, triangular ears twitched in something akin to irritation but the tiger knew it was mostly a pretense. Yoongi was a cat and cats sometimes acted like that, like a tsundere.

Yoongi liked affection but only… only sometimes. You had to earn his trust and even then he sometimes still swatted at unwanted hands only to swat at them again mere five minutes later because he had changed his mind and wanted some affection.

Taehyung thought it was cute and was more than happy to indulge the elder’s antics. He liked cuddling, okay? Some scratches were nothing if he got to cuddle the other hybrid at the end of the day. Yoongi was nice to cuddle. He was a little bony so you had to shift a few times to avoid elbows and hip bones poking you but other than that he was warm and comfy.

And he purred.

Taehyung was a cat too, a big, wild one, admittedly, but he was still a cat. Sadly he couldn’t purr. All that came from his chest were deep rumbles and chuffs when he greeted people or scented them. Yoongi always said his chuffs were cute and friendly so he had no problem with them. They were part of him after all, but sometimes he wanted to purr like Yoongi too.

It was just such a nice sound and the tiger loved hearing it because it meant Yoongi was happy and comfy which would always manage to make him feel all the more relaxed. The best purrs were those when they were cuddling and floating somewhere between awake and asleep in the mornings. The cat had a habit of building a nest on his bed, blankets and pillows caging him in and his limbs tangled in too many sheets which made it difficult to find him, much less get him out of there.

This meant Taehyung simply flopped down on top, weaseled his way into the blanket cocoon and cuddled the other for another thirty minutes. Thirty minutes of Yoongi purring into his ear unconsciously until he was awake enough to get up.

The purring was nice but was even better was the fact that Yoongi’s bed smelled so, so strongly like him. Taehyung would not admit it to anyone but sometimes he’d start drooling because he loved the cat’s scent so much.

Some hybrids weren’t this scent-obsessed but he certainly was and he always, always had to scent the other hybrid when he had gone out or when he felt like his own scent wasn’t that strong on the older anymore. Yoongi would complain and whine but he mostly held still for the tiger to do his thing and Taehyung suspected that he secretly liked the treatment. Especially because the closer the older got to his heat the cuddlier he got and the more he enjoyed their scenting sessions. But of course, as the tsundere that Yoongi identified as, he had to keep up the nonchalant facade and sometimes wiggled his way out of the younger’s embrace or refused cuddles.

Which is why Taehyung was thrilled this morning when he had smelled the faintest hints of pre heat on Yoongi. It would take another week or so for the cat to fully go into heat but pre-heat-Yoongi was hella cuddly and Taehyung loved to provide.

Like that day’s evening he found Namjoon, their owner, on the couch after a long day of work, watching the latest episode of the drama he was currently obsessed with and usually Yoongi would lounge on the couch next to him or maybe occupy the armchair off to the side but not that day.

Taehyung rounded the couch and couldn’t help grinning as he saw the cat sprawled out across Namjoon’s lap, the other petting his hair absentmindedly while he watched TV.

Yoongi was purring lazily, his eyes closed and his tail swishing lazily. His ears were smoothed down by the human’s hand every now and then but would flick upright again a second later. They were so soft and everyone - Taehyung - was fascinated by them. Sometimes he couldn’t help himself and started rubbing them between his fingers and Yoongi always melted whenever he did that, a blissed out expression on his face and forgetting about everything else.

“Oh, hey Tae,” Namjoon said as he spotted his other hybrid and smiled at the tiger whose ears perked up at the greeting. He crawled onto the couch and chuffed happily before smushing his face into Namjoon’s neck and rubbing his scent onto him.

Namjoon just chuckled and petted his hair as well, rubbing the spots behind his ears because he knew Taehyung liked that a lot.

At some point a whine that sounded somewhat similar to a meow reached both of their ears and they looked down at Yoongi who was glancing up at the two of them, lips pursed into a pout and tail flicking in an irritated manner.

“Ah, sorry,” Namjoon said with a laugh and picked up petting the older hybrid again.

Taehyung grinned and bent down to wiggle his way in between Namjoon’s stomach and Yoongi, chuffing at him as well and pulling his back flush against his chest as he circled his arms around his middle.

Yoongi had absolutely no objections and just closed his eyes, already back to purring again. Namjoon wasn’t all that happy because two grown males sprawled out across his legs meant tingling and prickling after two minutes at the latest but he just sighed in defeated and petted both of them.

“You’re so cuddly,” Taehyung murmured against Yoongi’s skin. “You’re going into pre heat.”

The older just grumbled, not wanting to communicate in any way right now because he was in snuggle-mood and snuggle-mood meant no talking. Namjoon, however, had heard the tiger and hummed. “I guess that’s it. He always gets cuddly about a week before.”

Taehyung nodded his head, taking in the elder’s scent again.

“He gets all squishy, wanna squish him all the time. Smells so good.” A deep rumble came from within his chest and Yoongi released a small puff of breath in response, his ears flicking back and his tail brushing against Taehyung’s leg. “M’ not squishy,” he grumbled but it honestly sounded closer to a whine than a grumble.

The tiger just snickered and pulled him a little closer.

He was already looking forward to all the cuddling and snuggling they’d do within the next week.

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