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Fall they said... it is gonna be fun they said π₯΅ π€¬
contact me?
One thing about me, Iβm clingy, and I get bored easily, like super easily. I need people to talk toooo. Talk to me? Please? (Talking bout the pretty men out there whoβd dirty talk me, the older fine men, the taller fine men, the fine men in general, alr I gotta stop talking) bye babes!
Rainbow swordsman. I think I like freckles.
Space train ππΎπ
Hello, can we be friend?
Can you handle me with your π₯π₯π₯
Hello π₯°
color fashion π
Maybe like a cuddle fluff where heβs laying on top of you and playing with your curls?
Wow, it's been a long time since I got this. I'm so incredibly sorry for the wait. I have no excuse other than falling into the rabbit hole of Sebastian Stan... So, yeah, I had no inspiration for anything else. Again, I'm so sorry. I hope this turned out ok...
P.S. This can apply to natural curls or heat curls, whichever works for whoever is reading :)
P.P.S. I just realized that I misread the request. Shit.
The Recoil
Word count: 573
He was mesmerized, to say the least. He always had been. He'd stare at the back of her head as she walked in front of him, watching her luscious curls bounce with every step. He'd constantly be dying to touch them, and he'd try until his fingers were clutched to himself closely, rubbing the ache away after having them get whacked a few too many times. Apparently, some people don't like having their hair meddled with.
Thankfully, that's not the case for his girlfriend anymore. Now that they're happily dating, he gets to touch whatever he wants, whenever he wants, and he's made that very clear. She no longer minds Stiles' insistence because she is officially sure that it's out of affection, not annoyance.
The two snuggle up during any free time they can spare, and for as long as they can get away with, in countless positions and arrangements. They take turns spoiling the other with caresses, paying extra close attention to the other's hair and scalp (Stiles' favorites). There's a certain smirk that appears on his face when it's his turn to get his hands on the precious silk of hers.
Stiles lays on his back with his girlfriend's head placed gently on his chest, and their legs tangled. He brushes all the hair back and over her shoulders, away from her face. His eyes are focused but keep a delicate gaze. One by one, he lightly pulls on each spiral with his calloused fingertips until it extends to its full length, then lets go, watching it constrict again. His smile grows slowly in adoration, not noticing the confusion that grows on her face.
"Stiles...?" she asks softly.
"Hm?" He barely glances up to her face before he continues his attention on her hair, only halfway through her mane.
"What are you doing?"
"Just, you know. Enjoying the recoil."
She tilts her head back to look up at him. "The what?"
"Hey! You moved," he says, scowling.
"Yeah, thanks for noticing," she retorts. "What are you doing?"
His defensive words get a bit jumbled up and a heat spreads across his cheeks. "I'm just, you know. Right? The recoil. The hair, your hair, and the curliness, and the... you know? The recoil."
She can't hide the big, loving smile on her face as she keeps looking up at his.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" he says, staring right back at her.
"You're very cute, Stiles."
"No." He practically glares at her. "No, I'm not. Absolutely not. Just, just put your head back the way it was and stop worrying about it, ok? Relax."
Stiles' girlfriend chuckles softly and does as he says, resting her eyes again and enjoying the gentle pull of his fingers. There's no point in teasing more than he can take.
Meanwhile, he can't contain the red heat which is traveling down his neck. Stiles doesn't understand and never will understand how she can make him react like this. Usually, he's easily able to keep a cold, sarcastic front, but not with her. Not with that smile. Not with those eyes. Not with her dreamy curls. And certainly not with her laying against him.
In the end, he's still smiling fondly, noticing her thumb that slipped underneath his shirt to brush across his waist. It's the little things that get to him most and drive him absolutely crazy for the love of his life.
As someone who has similar hair to Chonny I appreciate him repping it.
Is also makes me want to cosplay as Heart.
Bruh I straighten my hair and look cool but then I shower and I end up like a fuckin clown ππππ
why canβt boys just be nice
