“Tell Me Everything!”

Yes please, mommy! It's been a while and I read a fic earlier that really riled me up abt sonmophilia. I'd be a good girl just for u if you'd take care of me like that...

-💜

tw: somnophilia

‘s that right? i didn’t know my pretty girl was so needy..

you want me to make you feel good while you’re asleep, hm? i’ll slip my fingers into those cute little panties and make you cum all over them, baby.

bet you’d love to wake up with my face buried between your pretty thighs, wouldn’t you?

Solely based from that one Mickey Mouse short scene: https://youtu.be/C-71xmZWRtw

My farmer at Marnie’s Ranch every 8am to give Shane 1 hot pepper

(sorry this is so messy I found this in my wip files from last month and I just wanted to finish it once and for all)

My little personal headcannons for the SDV marriage candidates.

⭐Bachelorettes⭐

👻Abigail: She has a secret ability to talk to spirts and monsters like Krobus/ She sometimes hangs out with Marlon and he teaches her how to use her sword/ She helps her mother with her greenhouse and grows plants for her spells. 

💎Emily: They uses She/They pronouns/ On their birthday and Sandy’s they visit her and they have a day together in ZuZu City/ They’re friends with Maru/ Ask them about rocks and gems and you’ll be there for weeks, they knows everything about them.

🌻Haley: Once she gets nicer she starts a baking hobby/ She writes a lot too! she loves to write stories about romance/ She calls her parents every month to check up on them/  When she was in high school she had a girlfriend.

🍄Leah: She’s good friends with Haley/ She’s very tall and very fit, she loves to work out/ Her and Robin work together sometimes in wood working, Robin teaches her wood working techniques. She draws Elliot’s landscapes from his books.

🌌Maru: She’s Pansexual/ She and Penny go for walks in the forests every Sunday when it isn’t raining/ She teaches Jas and Vincent about science while Penny does math and English/ She loves horror, especially gorey ones/ She collects dead insects and researches them with Sebastian.

📚Penny: Aside from school she hangs out with Jas and Vincent and have picnics/ Her and Abigail talk about their recent books together/ She’s good friends with Emily/ She absolutely loves classic literature, Frankenstein is one of her favorites/ She loves to cook and bake.

⭐Bachelors⭐

🏈Alex: He’s a closeted Bisexual/ he helps Penny with P.E/ He and Sam used to be friends then Alex started to act different then broke off/ Does tutoring with Penny/ He very scared of horror and refuses to watch it no matter what/ He helps Evelyn with knitting and knows how to knit/ He watches Gridball with George.

📝Elliot: He likes to wear dresses/ He lets Jas braid his hair/ He and Harvey meet up with coffee and talk/ Penny and him write stories together/ He is Pansexual and uses He/They pronouns.

🎸Sam: He teaches Vincent how to play guitar/ He hangs out with Jas and Vincent/ He has ADHD/ He’s a great artist and likes to show them to Leah/ Him and Sebastian run a Tumblr blog about their Band/ On Spirts Eve he skates around in a ghost costume and plays Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne

💻Sebastian: He and his father talk on the phone sometimes/ He helps his mother with wood working/ He secretly loves romance and is very romantic and loves Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride/ He watches horror movies with his sister/ Just like Abbigail, he can talk to spirts.

🩺Harvey: He’s friends with Sandy and comes to do check ups every month for her/ He gives lollipops to everyone, even Evelyn/ He gets coffee with the local ladies and talk about their recent adventures/ He is very good at cooking/ despite being scared of quite a bit of things he sometimes adventures into the mines.

🍻Shane: when ever he can he hangs out with Jas and Marnie/ Even though he mostly gets pizza and take out he’s very good at cooking/  He teaches Jas self defense/ He spends a lot of his time with his chickens, and has a secret blue one that only Jas and Marnie know about. 

What I Think of You Based on The Bachelor You Married:

- this is just for fun! don’t take anything personally :) enjoy! -

Alex: Unashamed to say you have a himbo type. You most likely picked Alex because either A. You think he’s hot or B. You find him kind despite how cocky he was when you first met him. You also probably wish that you could move Rusty to the farm once you marry Alex.

Elliott: You probably write poetry yourself or you read ALL of the time. You probably married him because of his kind nature and how romantic he is. I would assume your love language is words of affirmation. And of course: you LOVE his hair.

Harvey: You most likely relate to his anxiety and his softness. You like guys with dilf energy and glasses. You like that he makes meals for you and constantly cares about your health and well being. You’re also probably into taller men as well, I personally imagine Harvey to be like 6’3” lol.

Sam: Definitely into the whole “golden retriever guy” thing, you like his positive energy and goofy ness. If you draw Sam, I guarantee you try to give him a different hairstyle LOL. You probably have a passion for music and feel comfortable around him.

Sebastian: Mysterious emo boy energy. You probably love either board games/ video games and would rather stay home and enjoy reading a book than going to see a ton of people. You also have an obsession with frogs.

Shane: You relate to Shane either a bit or a lot, no in between. You probably married him because you love seeing someone who was in a dark place finally get better. You also love enemies to lovers stories and have major dilf energy.

🦊ok so I'm actually working on writing it but have some seritoin!

So imagine you're with Dilf! Bakugou. After you two dancing around actually getting together for a good long while you've been together for like six months to year.

You find out you're pregnant and conveniently it's Bakugous birthday. So on your way home you stop to find some sort of gift to tell him. Now I was on Pinterest and saw a onesie that says daddy's little sidekick. So imagine buying that and wrapping it up and at the end of the night when it's finally just you two you give it to him.

Now, of course, you're a little nervous cause you weren't planning to have kids now at least, maybe hadn't talked much about it. He already had a few kids from his ex wife. Obviously you knew he wouldn't ditch you but you weren't sure if he'd be happy or disappointed.

So he unwraps it. Momentarily freezes. Are you pregnant or telling him you wanna get pregnant. But you start to panic a bit and words just start coming out. "I'm sorry, shoulda been more careful with the pill, I know you probably didn't want more kids, etc" but he cuts you off, and pulls you into his lap and is just like "I'm really gonna be a dad again?"

And he tells you not to worry a bit, he couldn't be happier. And the picture you use to announce it to the public is you sitting in his lap and you both holding the onesie, maybe a little teary eyed!

pls tag me in this when you write it bc I’m crying

this was so sweet!!! the self doubt and panicking and the reassurance is just ugh 🥺🥺🥺🥺

this was so cute I can’t

— 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 + 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬.

characters: bokuto, daishou, goshiki, matsukawa, meian

a/n: *yelling like a hawker* big breeder balls! get your big breeder balls here!

content warnings for each character at the beginning of their respective section!

contains 18+ content. minors dni or i will cry.

— 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨.

cw: cumplay, multiple orgasms, daddy kink, princess (cunt) used once (1)

he's almost scared to let you touch his balls— they're so big, so heavy, so fucking sensitive

it all comes to a head one day when you find him curled up in bed, hand running feather-light over his balls as he sobs and twitches

the towel under his hips is nearly soaked through with the amount of cum that he's milked from himself, and you have to consciously prevent yourself from walking over and licking it all up

he's a little mortified that you've walked in to see him like this, but you soon show him just how much you love his fat balls, situating yourself between his thick thighs and lapping over his cum-covered skin

he loses track of how much he cums that night, but when he wakes up, he's shocked at how good it feels for his balls to be empty— he's dealt with the heavy fullness for so long that he didn't even realize how much it hurt until you helped him out

what he doesn't realize (and he quickly discovers) is that the relief only lasts for a couple of hours before his balls feel uncomfortably tight and achy again

what else can he do but ask his baby to help him out again?

the sensitive underside of bokuto's shaft drags against your nose, and you nearly pass out from arousal when a growl rips from his chest. you've always loved it when your daddy rides your face— his thighs make perfect earmuffs, his cock rests nice and heavy against your cheek, and his balls are so nice to suck on. plus, you get to make your daddy feel good, and there's truly no better feeling in the world.

"fuck, princess— you're making daddy's balls feel so good, so good— take it, take it, take it—" bokuto humps your face, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "'m gonna cum again—!"

sure enough, his cum splatters across your face, adding to the mess that he'd made with his previous orgasms, and he bucks his hips weakly, drawing out his pleasure as long as he can. his thick thighs bracket your face, and the smell of his musk makes your eyes roll back in your head. he's dizzyingly hot as he drags his balls over your face and smears his cum all over your skin, and you think you could die happy like this.

his balls twitch once, twice, against the desperate laving of your tongue, and he groans, the sound rumbling through your body, before he pulls off. the whine you let out is mortifying—or it would be, if you were any less aroused.

"daddy, why'd you take them away?" you pout as he crawls off your face, and he grins, settling himself between your legs and licking a line of his own cum off your cheek. his big, rough hands spread you wide, and you're suddenly aware of how exposed you are, how filthy you look. the heated drag of his gaze over your drooling pussy doesn't help the slight sting of humiliation, but the way he teases the head of his leaking cock over your slit makes your brain shudder and shut down, all worries forgotten in favor of focusing on how good the tip of his fat cock feels between your lips.

"i had to save some cum for my sweet little princess cunt, didn't i?" he pushes in, and you're lost to the delicious, overwhelming stretch of his cock against your plush walls. "after all, what kind of daddy would i be if i didn't breed you full?"

— 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮.

cw: cockwarming, slight consensual somnophilia, cumplay, daddy kink

he likes it when you keep his balls warm his your mouth, especially when his cock is soft

he just thinks it's so cute how your eyes go hazy and blissed-out as you mouth over his sensitive skin

the way you nuzzle against the undersize of his soft cock is even cuter, and needless to say, he doesn't stay soft for long

it becomes a weekend routine between the two of you, and he loves how casual it feels to put on some movie that you both love and push you between his thick thighs

sometimes, you'll fall asleep with his balls in your mouth, and he can't help but think you look absolutely beautiful, eyelids fluttering and face illuminated by the soft light of the television

he'll gently shake you awake as he cums all over your face— he can't resist how you blink up at him, all dazed and sleepy, as he coats your face in his thick, sticky seed

don't worry— he'll help you clean it up after, pulling you into his lap and licking your face clean even as his cock throbs inside of you

he'll cum again with the taste of his own cum on his tongue, his cock as deep inside you as he can get it

he always tells you that those are the best orgasms— nothing feels better to him than getting to breed his baby nice and full

"suguru?" you're aware of something heavy and warm falling out of your mouth at the words, and something inside of your mourns the loss even as you blink up at him, slightly disoriented. upon second glance, you realize that you've fallen asleep on his balls again, and you sigh, nuzzling your face back into his lap and letting his precum smear over your cheek.

"good morning, baby." daishou's hand pets gently over your hair, but his voice is strained as you take his balls back into your mouth where they belong. "or technically, good evening."

you're not too worried about the technicalities of time— not when his balls are so warm and full in your mouth, and his cock is so nice and heavy across your face— so you hum in response, eyes fluttering back closed at his choked groan. "mmmm."

it's nice. you don't have to worry about much when you're like this. all you need to focus on is maintaining the gentle suction around your boyfriend's balls and luxuriating in the deep, breathy groans that rumble through his chest.

"what a good pet," he murmurs. "hand?"

hand—? oh. you reach your hand up for him, and he laces your fingers together tightly as the sensitive underside of his cock drags against your skin, smearing his pre-cum over your cheek.

"fuck, that's it," he groans, his grip on your hand tightening. "wait—" his voice takes on a note of panic, but his free hand goes to the back of your head, forcing his twitching balls further into your mouth. "wait, please, don't wanna cum yet, baby, please—!"

you manage to pull off, but it's too late, and he cries out, his cock kicking as he spills all over your face. your free hand massages his balls on instinct, leaving his cock untouched, and he whimpers as you roll his sensitive sac between your fingers.

"you're so pretty when you cum, daddy." you nuzzle your head against his thigh and run a single finger over the sensitive skin of his sac, careful to keep his cum from staining his pants, "always so pretty, and it's all for me."

his muscles twitch under your gentle, teasing touch, and he hauls you up, manhandling you into his lap. he's still hard— you didn't expect anything less— and he laps at your face with his tongue as his cock splits you wide open, moaning at the taste of his own cum.

"yeah? you think daddy's pretty when he cums for you?" it would sound cocky if his eyes weren't glued to the place where his cock disappears inside of you. "i think we can arrange for that to happen again. let me breed you this time, baby. i promise i'll make more of those pretty faces that you like so much."

well... when he puts it like that, how can you resist?

— 𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢.

cw: cumplay, multiple orgasms, brief explanation of the male refractory period

okay, first off— he's got the prettiest balls. they're so smooth and fat and round— nobody can blame you for needing them in your mouth or slapping against your skin as often as possible

he’s just so cute— even when he’s topping/domming you, he can’t help but cum nearly instantly inside of you

he just feels too good! it’s not his fault!

don’t worry though!! his balls are much too heavy and full to only cum once!!

he has no idea just how lovely his balls are- he thinks everyone needs to cum over and over and over again to get any sort of relief

he’ll beg you to squeeze him harder, to take him deeper, to milk him dry. all he wants is to finally stop aching, and his brain goes blanker and dumber with every orgasm until he's mindless and fucked-stupid over you

he gets addicted to sensation of cum dripping out of his cock, and he’ll go absolutely feral whenever he remembers the sheer bliss of his balls emptying inside of you

"i'm cumming—!" goshiki shudders over you, his hands digging into your hips. "fuuuuck."

already? sure enough, you can feel him spilling messily inside of you, painting your insides white. his cum feels nice as it coats your walls, but a part you can't help but be a little bit disappointed. goshiki isn't inexperienced by any means— he'd proved it with how he'd eaten you out earlier— and you had expected him to last a little longer than 2 minutes.

still, you tamp down your disappointment and kiss him gently, hoping he can't hear the resignation in your voice. at least you'd gotten off on his tongue earlier— that had been a really good orgasm, and the way he'd forced your thighs open to let him continue ravaging your cunt would stay in your mind forever.

"yeah? you like my tight little pussy? feels good, tsutomu— you really bred me nice and full." you wince— you've never heard less-convincing dirty talk in your life— but it's too late to change your tone now. you go to wriggle out from under him, but he stops you, a confused look on his face.

"where are you going? i haven't even made you cum yet!" still, he backs away, lets you go, his cock slipping out of your pussy. "i mean, if you don't want to keep going, i guess it's fine..."

it's ridiculous how cute this absolute giant of a man can be when he pouts, and he pulls you up off the bed and into his arms. he leans in close, letting you feel his breath against the shell of your ear. "...but i was really looking forward to feeling you cum around my cock."

"doesn't—? doesn't it hurt for guys to cum more than once?" you try desperately to keep your train of thought, but his voice in your ear combined with the feeling of his cum dripping out of your pussy distracts you, and you feel your brain go a little hazy. "don't wanna make you hurt, 'tomu."

"what kind of guys have you been sleeping with? can't cum more than once?" any aura of sex appeal he might have had disappears, and he looks at you, genuinely confused. "how are they satisfied with just one? i have to jack off at least three times before my balls stop aching, and even then, they're still super heavy!"

it's your turn to stare back at him, nonplussed. "tsutomu. people with penises typically have a refractory period of around 15 minutes, meaning they can't cum more than once every 15 minutes without feeling pretty intense overstimulation. from what i've heard, it can get really painful."

"...huh. that sounds disappointing." his still-hard cock bobs up and down once, as if agreeing, and your eyes lock on the bead of pre-cum that trails down his shaft.

"yeah, tell me about it. it sucked— wait, 'tomu—!" if you'd been paying any more attention, you wouldn't have missed the glint in his eye, but as it is, he takes you by surprise, and you squeak as he manhandles you back down on the bed, looming over you.

"i'm sorry that the men you slept with before were weak. let me make it up to you, baby." he ruts his cock against you, moaning in your ear. "'m not gonna stop until you're begging me to— gonna make sure i fill your empty little pussy just how you've always wanted. sound good?"

— 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚.

cw: mating press, vibrators, daddy kink, bondage

he loves to use you like a little cumdump

when you both have days off, he’ll ease you into a mating press and tie you up just like that, making sure that the ropes are nice and comfy against your skin

he keeps a nice, vibrating plug inside of you while he works

when he's feeling a little tense, he'll push open the door to your bedroom and unplug you, only jerk off into your sweet, pulsing hole

he doesn't even give you the pleasure of feeling his thick cock stretching you out— he'll ease the tip into your pussy and fill you up just like that

you're just a little hole meant for carrying his cum, after all— you haven't earned the his cock, not yet

by the end of the day, though, his balls are still ridiculously heavy, and he'll finally, finally fuck you deep

his cum spills out of you with every thrust of his hips, but don't worry— after he milks his balls nice and empty, he'll finger all of the rest back into your pussy

he can't have you wasting any of his cum, after all

"you ready for another load, baby?" matsukawa's voice startles you out of your haze, and you just barely manage to focus your eyes on his pretty, smirking face. "your daddy's feeling real stressed— 'm really pent-up today."

the familiar schlick-schlick-schlick of his hand on his cock fills the room, blending with the buzz of the vibrator inside of you in a lewd symphony. you whine, overwhelmed and overstimulated but still so desperate.

he'd already cum inside of you at least four times in the past couple of hours, and while you loved the feeling of his cum spreading inside of you, it was wholly, completely unsatisfying. no matter how much you begged, he refused to fuck you, choosing to jerk off on your pussy and finger his cum back into you instead. you've been patient, you've been a good girl, but now— now, you've had enough, and you can't stop your outburst. "daddy, no!"

he raises a single eyebrow at you, letting go of his cock and turning down your vibrator. the resulting silence is deafening, and you're all too aware of how exposed you are. if he would just reach out and unplug you...

"no, baby? you don't want my cum?" he sighs, long and exaggerated, before going back to palming his cock. "and here i was about to fuck it into your ungrateful little cunt. i guess i'll just... let it go to waste."

true to his word, his hand speeds back up on his cock, and he groans, loud and showy. it's not a bluff— he's left you wet and wanting before— and you practically fall over yourself to apologize, your tone going frantic and panicked as you watch his cock drool precum.

"no, daddy, 'm sorry, 'm sorry, i didn't mean it— 'm sorry." to your horror, you can't stop the sobs from welling up in your throat, and your voice breaks as you plead with him. "daddy... i— i need you, i still feel so empty."

the way you're tied doesn't allow for much freedom of movement, but it's enough to let you spread your own pussy open with your fingers, exposing your creaming cunt to his heated gaze. "will you please fill me up again?"

that gets his attention, and his face softens even as he zeroes in on the way your walls flutter around the plug. "oh, sweetheart. all you had to do was ask."

— 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐚𝐧.

cw: daddy kink, breeding kink, wet + messy, mommy kink, praise kink

he’s such a gentle daddy, but nothing- nothing- gets him worked up more than the thought of breeding you nice and full

he’ll keep a little pillow under your hips to make sure that his cum stays nice and deep inside of you- you always swear you can feel it dripping into your womb with how much he stuffs you

he won’t stop fucking you even after he cums once- he loves the mess that forms between your bodies as his cum overflows out of your cute little pussy

he especially loves when his cum drips down and coats his balls- he always fucks you hard enough that his balls slap against your skin, and feeling of his thick, sticky cum coating the both of you only makes everything more sensitive

for him, the messier he can get you, the better— it always makes his balls throb when he watches his cum spill out of you in a thick, creamy mess

the head of meian's cock stretches your poor, abused pussy wide open, and you cry out, already shaking from overstimulation. you've lost count of how many times meian's cum inside of you tonight— all you know is the dirty grind of his hips, the delicious drag of his cock against your fluttering walls. "daddy, daddy, 's too much, i can't—!"

"yes, you can, my love," he rumbles in your ear, balls slapping against your ass with every devastating thrust. "you're such a good girl for me— my cock's fuckin' melting in this tight pussy, shit."

the praise has you drooling under him, and you cling to his broad shoulders as he cums again, right up against the entrance to your cervix. your hand scrabbles across the bedsheets, searching for something, and meian chuckles, a little breathless, before guiding your hand down to feel how heavy his balls still are.

"is this what you wanted to check, princess? wanted to see if daddy's balls were empty?" he gently nudges your hand away before rocking into you again. "don't worry— daddy's still got plenty of cum left for that greedy little pussy."

it's too full— you're too full— but he doesn't stop, and his cum spills out of your pussy as he continues to grind the head of his cock right up against your cervix. you're physically unable to fit any more of his thick, potent seed inside, and he frowns slightly at the way his cum leaks out of you, creamy and messy, before he grabs a pillow and shoves it under your hips to help you keep it all inside.

"don't waste it, sweetheart. gonna breed you so good, gonna make you a mommy." he finally slows down, pulling out of you and spreading your pussy wide with his fingers, just to see how much cum he's fucked into you. "look at how messy this pussy is for daddy— can you feel my cum dripping right into your womb, baby?"

it's a nonsensical question, but just as you're about to tell him so, he shoves back into you roughly, quite literally fucking your thoughts out of your brain. "d-daddy—!"

his cum and your slick mix, coating your puffy clit, his aching balls, and running down your ass. it's absolutely filthy, and you love it.

"what is it, baby? what do you need?"

"breed me again! breed me, breed me, breed me," you nearly wail when he lifts up your legs and presses them close to your chest, letting him stretch you that much wider, fill you that much deeper.

"there she is— there's my good fuckin' girl. can't ever say no to you, not when you beg so pretty." your head buzzes, goes blank, as he captures your lips in an incongruously sweet kiss, and the lewd, wet slapping of his skin against yours begins to fill the room again.

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hard sketch for my hero costume!!

@bummie 2020-2021

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ADHD Peter Parker, please! Like ADHD underestimation. I wanna know how Tony would help Peter with his underestimation. I also wanna know Peter's stims he does. If you can that would be great!

Remember to drink water! -💜

when did you send me this ask? i did not get a notification so i didn't see it, i'm so sorry /gen

without further ado:

adhd peter parker headcanons

- peter gets understimulated very easily, more than most people with adhd even. it might be because of his powers or his genius mind, or a combination of both

- both peter and tony have hyperfixated on the band queen (tony got peter into it but now they're both equally obsessed), so whenever peter is understimulated tony reminds him that he can listen to queen (peter, like most people with adhd, forgets he can listen to music to seek stimulation)

- brian may's guitar playing, roger taylor's falsetto voice, and freddie mercury's voice in general are auditory stimulation heaven for them (i will admit i am projecting here)

- they listen to queen, but also to other artists together and happy stim!! (peter got tony into conan gray and olivia rodrigo, tony will not admit he loves their music to anyone else)

- peter has a science fiction special interest/hyperfixation, and tony happily listens to his rants and theories (tony is always more than happy to listen to peter, but he often brings up peter's hyperfixations to cheer peter up when he's sad)

- like the gen-z transmasc he is, peter listens to the magnus archives (a horror anthology podcast), though he can only listen to it in bus or car rides or when he's exercising, otherwise he can't focus. he also has a vocal stim where he hums the intro music, and another stim where he talks in jonathan sims' accent sometimes,,, he also listens to the podcast when he's understimulated. tony has often walked in on peter, working in the lab, with a very eery, unsettling story being heard very loudly through the speakers, along with creepy string music playing in the background. he doesn't know why peter like this stuff

- he is hyperactive, and rarely hyperfixates on things or activities he needs to stay still for a long time for, like reading. the only book he hyperfixated on was red, white and royal blue (mj and ned got him into it and he loved it)

- peter definitely stims by jumping up and down (no this is not just me projecting /s),, he also jumps up and down on any surface he can stand on (e.g. walls or the ceiling)

- he also like,,, wiggles his shoulders as a stim, that one is usually for listening to good music

- he has many vocal stims, though because of ableist society (f*** ableists btw) he only feels comfortable stimming vocally when he's alone

- some of his vocal stims include: humming whatever song he's obsessed with at the moment (a lot of the time it's "discord" or "my ordinary life" by the living tombstone)

- another vocal stim of his is just,,, screaming, usually to relieve stress

- he has many fidget toys, although they tended to break easily until tony made him fidget toys that withstand his super strength (this idea is one i've mentioned before, and @human-salt-shaker-aka-cf-fighter was the one who came up with it, it's an awesome idea /gen)

- he also really likes blue things, idk if it's a visual stim but it makes him feel calm

- he has a very secret crystal and rock collection that started from his witchcraft hyperfixation but the crystal obsession kept resurfacing even after he decided witchcraft isn't for him (he does sometimes stir intention into his coffee or tea but shhh no one can know)

- he has a pressure stim which is partly the reason why he "forgets" to take off his binder after 8 hours of wearing it (tony, may, happy and ned are worried and so am i)

ok so these are just a few unorganised and messy thoughts, and i probably went off-topic a few times but hey-ho. i'm sorry i took so long to reply, i literally did not know this was in my inbox??? anyway, i hope you like these headcanons, and if you have anything more specific in mind, feel free to send another ask (also: thank you for reminding me to drink water/gen)!

|Promise|

Kaeya x Reader (Drabble)

word count: 1.2k

summary: when your friend with benefits has a nightmare you have to look after them, right?

warnings: mentions of nightmares, aftermath of nsfw activity but no actual nsfw-- all fic content begins below the cut for this reason just to be safe, friends-with-benefits situations, slight angst, hurt/comfort, possibly a little ooc

this came from a concept i had that i got a little carried away with! listen i am all for the concept of kaeya being a flirtatious player, it's literally canon, but soft kaeya falling in love with his best friend (who he ended up being fwb with bc he didn't realise it was love he was feeling)? im thriving on it.

Heart pounding out of your chest, you try to catch your breath as you come down from the high of the last hour. Kaeya watches you look across to the other side of the bed and gaze over at him, still a little drunk off of your afterglow. 

"Satisfied?" He asks with a smug grin, propped up on one elbow.

You nod, breath finally returning to you. "You never fail to disappoint."

"Neither do you, my dear."

You shift as if you're about to get up, like you usually do around this time, and Kaeya moves to do the same. When you stop and laugh, simply laying back down and relaxing your head back against your crossed arms, he purses his lips in confusion.

"Not leaving straight after this time?" He isn't disappointed by this turn of events, merely curious. It isn't like he would mind sharing the bed with you for the night, you've just never stayed before. 

"Let me stay the night and I'll make you breakfast to make up for it, hmm?" You offer, eyes already closing as you move into a more comfortable laying position. 

"Well I can't say no to that," he concedes. Clearly you must have been tired to want to stay for once, or maybe you feel guilty about always leaving straight after and want to wait until he's asleep first- you've done it before. It's hard for him to tell how you're feeling sometimes.

In your triumph, you let sleep take you. Kaeya watches for a moment longer, before following suit. 

You'll be gone by the morning, you always are.

It's a decent few hours after that interaction that Kaeya wakes up. The moon is high in the sky, filtering in through the window to provide the tiniest covering of light. 

The first thing he notices is that he isn't alone. 

You've often joked in the past that you'll stay the entire night, pretend to fall asleep, then leave after an hour or so. You've never stayed. So, this time, Kaeya is left confused as to why you have. 

Your past dalliances have only ever been that- flings. The pair of you are close friends outside of them, sure, but there hasn't ever been anything more to it than that. You promised that once when another mutual friend asked what was going on between you.  

So why are you here now?

He doesn't get enough time to figure that out, however, when he notices you tossing and turning in your sleep. You must be having a nightmare, he concludes, as he considers waking you. 

Doing that could make you lash out, accidentally, and possibly do yourself damage in the process. Though letting you stay in a state that is clearly causing you discomfort isn't a very appealing option to him either. 

Making a final decision, he calls your name gently. Rousing you from your sleep this way should be less harmful, but if you don't hear it he knows he will have to resort to something else.

Luckily, you stir. You bolt upright. Your hands grip into the sheets below you, bunching the fabric up into tiny balls. 

Kaeya shushes you, calling your name softly again, telling you that he's here for you. Everything is going to be okay. There are tears streaming out of the corner of your eyes, but you ignore them as you blearily look over at the man beside you. 

He hasn't seen you like this before. Possibly once or twice you've been upset, even less frequently have you been scared, but there you sit in front of him with a trembling figure and stained face.

And there's nothing else he wants to do more than hold you close to him. 

So, he does. He shuffles to sit beside you- he doesn't want to move you around any more than necessary- and he wraps his arms around your shoulders. You relax into the touch, leaning your head back against his chest. The tears don't stop falling. 

In fact, they almost seem like they're coming more freely now. As if you don't feel like you have to hold them back. Kaeya hopes that it is because this is helping you. 

"Is this why you never stay the night?" He asks, keeping his tone light, trying to make it sound like a joke. It only half is.

"I didn't mean to wake you up with this, I'm sorry," you manage to get out between breaths. "It was just a bad dream, I'm okay, I promise."

"Must have been one awful dream to get you worked up like this," he comments. "You know you can talk to me if you're upset about something, right?"

He cares about you. He knows he does, he wouldn't give you the time of day otherwise. Much less would he have let you into his bed. For all he jokes and flirts around, you're the first person in a long time that he's trusted enough to have this sort of intimacy with- let alone to make the effort to keep the situation exactly the way you wanted it to be instead of trying to push your boundaries and ask for more. 

Since when did he want more?

From the start, he's been more than happy just keeping the whole friends-with-benefits thing as just that. Yes, he would probably class you as his best friend. Does that suddenly change things? Do you have to be friends that are only as casual as the sex you have when it's a situation like this? The answer that pops up is no, so why does he want more specifically with you?

There are too many questions for him, most of which he decides need to be answered some other time. In the moment, all that's important is making sure that you're safe. 

 "I dreamed that I lost you."

The words don't register at first. 

"Me?" He asks, confused.

"Yes you," you sigh. "I was having a nightmare that you left and I couldn't get you back."

"I'm not going anywhere, darling." He holds you tighter, gently squeezing you to prove his point. He presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"You promise?" You turn around in his arms to face him and in that moment he swears he's never looked at a more beautiful person in his life. 

You look like a mess, eyes puffy and leftover tears making their final escape across your jaw. Your nose looks like it was probably running a moment earlier, proven when you take a harsh breath in through it. To put it simply, you look a wreck.

But he loves you, it hits him like a sack of bricks. He loves you so much and even when you look like this you're the most attractive person on the planet. 

He won't tell you yet, that seems like too much to handle at the moment given the stress you're experiencing. He will soon, though, when the time feels right. 

You'll find out, Kaeya decides, when he can tell you properly. For now, he presses another kiss atop your head and leans his forehead against yours, letting his eyes close as he hears your breathing begin to steady and your body stop shaking. 

"I promise."

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