#boyfriend posting

[theyluvares]

oh puppy ur so tired of thinking arent u dont worry ill take care of u and fuck ur brains out until youre a mindless satisfied puppy when u cum ur brains out over n over… rest well baby

[b3stb0y]

I fucking love being called a good boy for doing anything

[lunarveinnexus]

[wvshbone]

harry potter dating headcanons! ✧.*

˙⋆✮ he likes to put his hand in your back pocket

˙⋆✮ writes your initials on things all the time

˙⋆✮ always holds the door for you (rushes in front of you when you’re walking to make sure he gets there first just to hold it open for you)

˙⋆✮ really attentive to detail when it comes to you. notices all of the little things and remembers them

˙⋆✮ protects you like no other. if he thinks there’s anything dangerous or at all he’ll jump right ahead of you and hold his arms out in front of you

˙⋆✮ loves for you to lay in his lap and let him play with your hair

˙⋆✮ has lots of late night conversations

˙⋆✮ “i think my parents would’ve loved you”

˙⋆✮ hand holding. always.

˙⋆✮ little gestures all the time

˙⋆✮ looks for you first in the crowd at his quidditch matches every time

˙⋆✮ really enjoys quiet moments together— studying, sitting together, just being in one another’s embrace

˙⋆✮ easily flustered when you compliment him

˙⋆✮ immediately offers you his scarf if you are cold

˙⋆✮ you had to ask him out first. you both liked each other but he was absolutely too nervous to say anything

˙⋆✮ treasures everything you give him

˙⋆✮ if you fall asleep together on the couch or something, you’ll most likely wake up with his robe draped around you

˙⋆✮ takes pride in himself when he makes you laugh. he loves hearing your sweet laugh. it’s one of his favorite sounds

[saltcirclesigil]

*⋆✴︎˚｡⋆— Learning intimacy with Sammy!~🪽

Inexperienced Bf HCs!! ⓘ *— [Fluff & Comfort!]

݁.𖠰 ݁↟ ˚.— Sammy wants to know what unconditional love is. Growing up, love always seemed like it was a thinly veiled obligation, something you had to express to someone if you found them important or useful. Sam doesn’t think of you that way. He wants to know what it’s like to have you walking around, pressing kisses to his perfect cheekbones, poking his dimples, caressing his jaw, all because you…well……love him.

݁.𖠰 ݁↟ ˚.— Sammy loves feeling small. It’s his guilty pleasure. It’s still hard to wrap your head around those nights where you two first got comfy: Sam looking at you like he’s guilty of something, dropping to the floor at your bedside, and burying his face in your arms. He doesn’t want to be the bigger person, emotionally and physically. He’s a big scary man to strangers, he doesn’t want to be that guy to you. What if he could be small? Fit into your arms or be carried in your pocket for moral support? Whisper ‘I love you’ into the shell of your ear when you need it most? From the moment he gathered courage to be vulnerable with his comfort person was the moment you two knew being together was going to last a lifetime.

݁.𖠰 ݁↟ ˚.— Sammy asks. Always questioning before doing, just so he can hear you murmur tiredly a sweet little ‘yes.’ He loves your voice…it brings him a calm that nothing else seems to measure up to. He’ll ask about anything and everything, supplementing his play at naïvety with puppy eyes and a ‘please?’ He hasn’t garnered the confidence to ask for things with a cherry on top yet, but you know damn well he wants one.

݁.𖠰 ݁↟ ˚.— Sammy likes listening. Not just to your voice, but to the whole sensation of you…Loving you to your favorite music so when he listens back to your playlists he can feel your hands ghosting over his skin. Voice recordings to listen to before bedtimes when you’re not around: breathing, talking, heart beating, even memories of your laugh make him pink in the cheeks. Don’t get him started on nicknames. Moose, Sammy, love, sweetheart, oh! He could pass away from the name calling alone. He could listen to you like you’re a podcast, and he’s your #1 super fan.

݁.𖠰 ݁↟ ˚.— Sammy is a kisser when he cuddles. His lips have only one goal, and it’s to give every square inch of you his love. He likes to do the kissing more than he does receiving them— It’s normal to catch him gently kissing and nibbling your shoulder, having to pry him off like a teething pup. Yes, he’ll whimper, but being so close with someone he loves is a new and thrilling experience that he can’t get enough of.

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[unnatural-twenty]

In our natural habitat @dizzy-pup

[in-cl0ud]

POV: Your story when you’re dating SKZ - bangchan ver

all of this is completely fake! enjoy! 🩵

[wellsblvd]

     His fingers traced the skin of your lower back, lulling you deeper into sleep. You hadn’t said anything in hours, listening to him talk to you. You weren’t really paying attention and he knew that.

     His heart beat steadily under your ear: the perfect drum to pair with his vocal cords. Your fingers carded through the short hair on the back of his neck. “Y/n?”

     When you hummed at his quiet call of your name, he took a pause before going on. “I am proud of you.” He patted your sides gently before resuming their mindless shape-drawing. “I know you don’t like when I say good things about you,” he exhales a chuckle, “but I will anyway. I know you’re a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for. I know you think you are a magnet of negativity but that’s not true, y/n.”

     You are awake now, the cloudy haze of sleep that had almost pulled you under had evaporated. Secretly you wished his words were true but the truth is: you were worried you would become selfish and cruel if you started to believe them. Hell, that was your biggest flaw: over-disciplining yourself because you think that’s the only way you could keep yourself from turning into the people you’d been raised to never become.

     “I see you wave at people who look sad. I see when you smile at babies- that real smile that usually makes them do their little baby giggle that just makes you smile more,” he rushes, hands resting on your sides. “I see you when you watch out for kids when they aren’t with their parents. Y/n. . .”

     Quiet, slow tears dripped down your cheeks as you hugged your other half tighter. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

     He smiles up at the ceiling at your raspy voice. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” he shoots back. “You amaze me, y/n. You are a hard-working, persistent, talented person. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as stubborn or kind ad you.”

     “Stop it,” you say hoarsely. You turn your head and shove your face back into his shirt.

     He hums comfortably from under you. “I know you won’t agree with me now, but I’ll keep saying it. I’ll keep reminding you of how great you are,” he practically sings as he runs his large, warm hands up and down your side soothingly. “I’ll make you see yourself the way I see you- the way I’ll always see you…”

     He goes quiet for so long, the tears dry and you feel yourself falling asleep again.

     “As perfect as a human can be.“