#fluffy fluff fluff fluff

[aastrobliss]

✶ 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 / LEE SANGHYEOK

. 𝓟airing ─ lee sanghyeok × gn!reader

. 𝓖enre ─ fluff fluff fluff, riwoo is COMPLETELY head over heels, reader has feminine energy

. 𝓒ontent warnings ─ mention of witchcraft????, witchy reader??????? idfk

. 𝓢ynopsis ─ sanghyeok is completely bewitched by you

❛ 𝓗oping for 𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 , if we bury

𝓞ur bodies and 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 ❜

Sanghyeok was never the most talkative person. Naturally shy, he always listened more easily. Still, he was able to open up to the people he felt comfortable with, sharing his thoughts and occasional worries out loud.

Sanghyeon enjoyed talking to you. He knew you truly cared and listened attentively every time he spoke. Even when you weren't able to focus completely on what he was saying and the urge to share something of your own submerged you, he appreciated your efforts to not interrupt him.

However, sometimes when he looked into your eyes for a bit too long, he got lost, his thoughts dissipating into thin air. He found himself stuttering and muttering incoherent words.

Whenever his mouth opened and closed with nothing to say, he knew it was his cue to quiet down and admire. After all, one wouldn't rant in a museum; instead, they'd simply marvel at the piece of art before them in silence. That's exactly what you were to Sanghyeok, the most beautiful art piece.

Like now, the way the sea breeze made your hair flow ever so slightly. The salty water had caused your hair to curl, resulting in your lovely locks trapping little droplets of the sea. Small spots on your forehead coated with dried salt coming from the water shone in the sun, giving your skin that extra glow that made you look so ethereal. Your long lashes fluttered every once in a while, momentarily covering your bewitching eyes that reflected the sea waves. Those delicate hands of yours mindlessly playing in the sand, among seashells and small pieces of now dull glass. The skin of your tan shoulders had begun to turn a subtle shade of red from how much time you spent under the sun. Your beloved seemed to have noticed, and if it wasn't for your captivating allure, he certainly would've rushed to reapply sunscreen on your sun-kissed skin.

At times, Sanghyeon had to remind himself that you were real and that, despite you being Mother Nature's most beautiful creation, his fingers were allowed to meet your skin. Before he knew it, he found himself caressing your hair, pushing a few stray strands behind your ear. Your attention slowly diverted from the tiny sea creatures around you, and your magnetic gaze met his enamored one, and you smiled at him. And fuck, Sanghyeok swore he just fell in love again.

Two cherubic dimples formed on the sides of your mouth, your soft plump lips parting to reveal those pearly white teeth of yours. Bright eyes staring at him so innocently, as if you hadn't just caught Sanghyeok in your spell again. His body moved before he could think to deliver a light peck to the side of your lips.

Sometimes he wondered if you weren't some sort of witch, fairy, angel, or any other magical being.

And if you were, he wished you could continue to cast your spell and make him fall for you, over and over again.

i tried writing w caps n shit, i don't usually don't do it cuz it makes me feel goofy but i wanted to try 😞

© aastrobliss，2023

[garyunwinimagines]

Eggsy and Rachel Drabble #3

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x Rachel

Notes: Two updates in one day?! What! Only because I have a little bit of time before I have to go to work. Also this isn’t my actual last name. I’m just putting a fake one in there. Plus this is probably the last drabble for Eggsy and Rachel. 

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“Eggsy,” I whined since he was teasing me.

“Rachel,” He mocked me while leaning closer, lips brushing against mine.

“You know how I hate it when you tease me like that Mr. Unwin.”

“Ms. Stone,” He paused for a second. “Why don’t we change that?” He pulled back and got off of me. I whined from the loss of contact. So I casually grinded my hips against his, and I thought I was successful in getting him back to having sex, but no. He go up and out of the bed and started searching his nightstand for something. That was until he was down on one knee. There he was, ready to propose, shirtless, ruffled up hair, semi-hard erection straining against his boxers, yet his eyes didn’t reflect any of it. His eyes only showed love and adoration with a hint of nervousness.

“Eggsy...”

“Rachel Stone. We’ve known each other our entire lives, through all of the good and the bad. You’ve been my best friend though all this time too. Only I fell in love with you a few years ago. I was absolutely terrified to tell you that because I can’t live without you. When I finally had the balls to ask you out, I became the happiest man when you said yes. So Rachel Stone, will you stay with me forever and marry me?” He proposed. He fucking proposed! I couldn’t believe it. I love him so much that he almost put my love for him to words.

“YES! Of course I’ll marry you Eggsy,” I exclaimed and jumped off the bed and into his waiting arms. He pulled me in for a kiss as he slid the ring on. It was perfect and so was he.

[frettedtoflame]

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WOW look how cute you are what pretty eyes and hAIR

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[frettedtoflame]

愛 ✩ ＃ ☼

愛 - I love you ✩ - You inspire me ＃- I want to thank you ☼ - You make me smile

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I'm cool, I'm fine. Just give me a second. 

Or several thousand seconds.

[romy-mars]

There's so much engiexpyro on my dash I'm so happy

[everfascinated]

(We're Alive: Michael/Angel) Day 29: Doing Something Sweet

Moving a cot into the guard room was both a blessing and a temptation, depending on who you asked. Kelly was adamant that it had been done just to punish her for falling asleep that one time while on watch by providing her with the constant reminder of what she wasn't supposed to be doing. But it had been put there for the benefit of those who could convince other's to share their guard duty.

"You really don't have to stay down here, Michael. That cot isn't very comfortable." 

The sergeant just smiled softly at the lookout of the night from his position on the camping bed. "I don't have to, but I want to." He raised a hand to put it on the other man's knee. "You're gone so often on those missions that this is the only time I really get to see you. I'll take what I can get."

A hand covered his while another ran through his hair. Michael's eyes closed as Angel murmured fondly, "Get some sleep, sergeant. I'll keep watch over you as well."

[kurtehummlarchive-blog]

James #2 - Morning Cuddles

Kurt loved mornings like these, when neither he nor Blaine was rushing out to work, and they could spend those precious extra minutes snuggling in bed together or kissing lazily. That is, until it was time to wake up their son.

“Blaine.” Kurt said, trying to be stern. His husband was currently peppering his face and neck with kisses, his arms locked around Kurt’s waist. “Blaine!”

“Mmm, what?” Blaine finally pulled away long enough to say.

“It’s time to wake up James.” Kurt said with a smile.

“I don’t wanna move…” Blaine moaned, burying his face in Kurt’s neck.

“Well we have to wake him up. If we don’t, he’ll sleep for too long and he’ll be impossible to get in bed tonight.” Kurt said matter-of-factly.

“Fine, you wake him.” Blaine said, finally releasing Kurt and rolling onto his back, closing his eyes once more.

“That’s what I was intending on doing.” Kurt said, smiling and sitting up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.

“Kurt.”

“Yes?”

“Bring him in here?” Kurt looked over his shoulder to see Blaine looking at him with puppy eyes. He laughed.

“Alright. We’ll put off breakfast to have a cuddle session with Bb.” Kurt smiled fondly at his husband before standing and grabbing his robe. “Oh, but you’ll need to put some pants on if you’re going to be in the presence of our son.” Blaine gave a small moan. “Underwear, at least.” Kurt compromised. He pulled a pair of boxers from the dresser and tossed them at Blaine, giggling when they landed a top his face. Blaine grabbed them, sticking his tongue out at Kurt before moving to put them on, remaining under the covers. Kurt just grinned back before walking out of the room and down the hall toward their two year old son’s room.

There was no noise coming from the other side of the door, and Kurt opened it quietly, poking his head around it and smiling affectionately when he saw his little son sprawled, asleep, in his toddler bed, the blankets tangled around him, wearing Mickey Mouse footie jammies, his dark hair making a curly halo around his head.

Kurt walked over quietly, his heart aching from how adorable his son was, and bent over the bed. He smoothed James’s sweaty curls off his forehead lovingly and stroked the apple of his chubby, flushed cheek gently.

“Rise and shine, baby boy…” Kurt cooed softly, still stroking his cheek. “Wake up, Jamesy…” James’s eyelids fluttered, and Kurt retracted his hand as he stretched and squirmed. Finally he opened his eyes, his face lighting up when he saw Kurt. He tried to sit up, making adorable little noises of exertion as he tried and failed once, twice. Eventually, he just raises his arms, opening and closing his chubby fists and saying:

“Up! Up! Up, pwease, Kk.” Kurt’s breath rushed out of him in a happy sigh as he reached down, scooping his son into his arms, smiling when his son brought his favorite comfort blanket with him, a quilt Kurt had sewn for him when he was a newborn.

“Good morning, baby boy!” Kurt smiled, tightening his arms around the warm baby-blanket bundle in his arms as he began to walk slowly back toward the master bedroom. “Did you sleep well?” James yawned, screwing up his face and then burrowing into Kurt’s shoulder. “Yeah?” Kurt said with a laugh. He walked into the bedroom, where Blaine was sitting up against the headboard, clearly eagerly awaiting the arrival of his son.

“Hey, Jim-jam!” He said brightly. Kurt smirked.

“You’ve perked up.” He said, sitting down on the bed slowly and moving carefully to lean back against the headboard like Blaine was doing, his legs stretched out in front of him. He took a hold of the covers from where they had been pushed back when he climbed out of bed and pulled them over himself.

“I’m excited to see my son!” Blaine said, looking affronted.

“You weren’t so excited when it involved getting out of bed…” Kurt said, still smirking.

“Be quiet and give me the baby.” Kurt laughed loudly, causing Blaine to pout at him. Kurt just grinned and loosened his hold on James. “Go to Bb, Jim-Jam.” James looked from him, to Blaine – whose arms were open, and then back before crawling out of his lap, across the duvet and into Blaine’s waiting arms.

Blaine dropped a kiss to the top of his son’s head, wincing when the two year old reached up and tugged on his bedhead. Kurt smirked again, and Blaine glared at him.

“No, baby. We don’t pull Bb’s hair.” He said sternly, pulling James’s chubby fist away from his hair gently. He settled the baby in his lap before smiling again, and saying, “Now what do we say, baby? We say ‘hello, Bb’. Say ‘Hello, Bb’, Jim-Jam.”

“He-o, Bb!” James said, reaching up to try and grab Blaine’s hair again. Blaine anticipated it, jerking his head backwards just in time, much to James’s chagrin. He looked from Blaine, to Kurt, and then at the gap between them, frowning a little. He looked back at Blaine. “Bb?”

“Yes, baby?” Blaine replied with a smile. James pointed at Kurt.

“Kk. Heyor.” He pointed at the space next to Blaine. Blaine grinned.

“You want to cuddle with daddies?” James nodded, and Kurt locked gazes with Blaine, moving over so his thigh was pressed against Blaine’s. Blaine wrapped an arm around his waist, one still around James as he shuffled into the middle of them. Kurt interlocked the fingers of his right arm with Blaine’s free arm, and they held James to them. The little boy gave a content sigh and rubbed his cheek against the place where the sleeve of Kurt’s silk robe met Blaine’s bare arm. Kurt looked at Blaine over their son’s head.

“I love you. I know I say it all the time, but I’m so glad we decided to finally do this.” He murmured.

“I love you, too, sweetheart, and so am I. I’m so glad.” And with that he leaned in and pressed his lips to Kurt’s in a sweet kiss.

“Right!” Kurt said. “Breakfast!”