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I just loved your headcanons for the girls, can we have some for Luisa now, pretty please? 🥺

| 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓 ✧･ﾟ: — headcanons.

| 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 (𝐒) ✧･ﾟ: — luisa madrigal x gn!reader.

| 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ✧･ﾟ: — angsty content, fluffy content, nsfw content.

| 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 ✧･ﾟ: — n/a.

| 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ✧･ﾟ: — WHEW i was literally pondering over doing this one so thank you so much for your request! please enjoy!

| 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ✧･ﾟ: — nsfw and sfw headcanons revolving around luisa madrigal and what being her s/o would be like.

SFW ✧･ﾟ—

• the only pet name she calls you—the only name really—would be “cariño”

• the only time she really uses your actual name is when she’s upset with you.

• you simply call her “querida” or “lulu”. (she pretends to be embarrassed by the second little nickname when she actually really loves it.)

• is constantly trying to show off to you. a little relaxing walk through the forest and she shows you how easily she can tear a tree out of the ground.

• glows with your praise and adores impressing you.

• a big romantic due to her love for romances in all fiction.

• not a single day goes by where she doesn’t give you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. don’t even try to explain how it’s a lot of flowers she will simply continue to give them to you.

• loves carrying you everywhere and anywhere she can any chance you give her.

• the one time you saw her with her hair down you complimented it with a big smile. ever since that day she did her best to wear her hair down around you all the time.

• whenever she’s feeling weak or upset emotionally she tries to push you away, feeling the need to hold the burden herself.

• sometimes she’ll let you in but other rare times she’ll snap at you. ):

• those rare times when she does snap at you, she will do the most extravagant and big gesture of apology. (she once carved you into a stone slab with her bare hands.)

• writes you love poems every once in a while, always signing with a kiss mark.

• she’s a jealous person. but not an angry or passive-aggressive jealous but a sad and upset jealous. mopey jealous.

• communication will always be a rough spot for the two of you, luisa struggling to express herself without feeling like a burden.

• the first week of dating you she went and had an engagement ring made for you.

• was the first to say “i love you” during a drunken spiel where she also made the first move.

• whenever you’re upset she tosses you into the air and spins you around, always earning a laugh of excitement from you.

• luisa isn’t sure she’s ever felt anything hurt more than seeing you feeling anything negative.

• her love language is words of affirmation.

• luisa’s favorite touch of yours is hand holding. she always does the little swaying thing with your hands when they’re interlaced.

• no matter how much you reassure her, the constant overwhelming fear of accidentally hurting you will forever weigh down her heart.

NSFW ✧･ﾟ—

• praisepraisepraisepraise. luisa madrigal loves praise.

• her favorite part of you are your lips.

• her sex drive is higher than normal.

• luisa absolutely loves giving you oral.

• pull on her hair and she will be a melting puddle of pure bliss.

• the same goes for scratching her.

• she isn’t a fan of leaving any sort of marks on you, even love bites or hickeys.

• however she does love when you leave marks on her. bite her, scratch her, suck—she loves it all.

• no set role during sex, both of you more or less just go with whatever you’re both feeling.

• she loves overstimulating you. the only time she’s ever really “mean” or “hard” is when she’s mocking you or teasing you over your whines and pleads.

• her face gets red insanely easily when you manage to even drop a drip of lust into her heart.

• she’s very vocal during sex, not in a loud way but in a frequent way. long moans, heavy breathing, pleads, begs.

• afabs—grinding on her thigh is a must.

• amabs—edging until you’re throbbing and twitching for release.

• completely shaven down there but the rest of her body has wispy peach fuzz.

• will make sure you’re satisfied before her, then she’ll have her fun.

• is very gentle when handling you, but she absolutely loves being as close to your bare skin as she can.

• aftercare, so much aftercare even with the most soft and vanilla sex ever.

• crying kink.

• likes to have sex in front of mirrors, she loves making you watch whatever is happening between the two of you.

• teases you in a joking manner after sex. mimicking your moans, faces, etc. until you’re hot-faced and crying of laughter.

• falls asleep after assuring you’re all settled, little spoon to your big spoon.

SUB SEVIKA HCS, SUB SEVIKA HCS, SUB SEVIKA HCS, SUB SEVIKA HCS, SUB SEVIKA HCS, SUB-

Sub Sevika (NSFW)

This post is 18+

Minors ‼️DO NOT INTERACT‼️

Enjoy 😉

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.Sevika has a reputation to uphold as Zaun’s tough girl so convincing her to get under you is quite a feat

.she’s usually more submissive when she’s wine “drunk” neither of you knows why it’s just her kryptonite

.so the two of you are staying inside one night drinking on the couch and she’s sipping on her cold beer while you enjoy your glass of rouge temptation

. “Let me try some of that”

.And then next thing you know she’s burying her face in your neck, face all hot, begging for you to strap her

. At first she's very shy about the situation. She’s usually been on top for just about all sexual encounters and when she’s not she’s power bottoming 💪

.Rub those tensed up quads of hers while you ease in and she’ll melt into you

.Tells you not to smack her ass but will in fact moan if you do

.If you whisper in her ears all the awful things you want to do to her you’ll get to see the tips of her ears flush up close (yes black people can blush ;))

.She’s grasping at everything. The bedsheets, the pillow, the headboard, your hair, your shoulders

.Very quickly goes from grunting to whimpering <3

.Can be very heavy handed. If you moan while she’s pushing your head down against her it’s not gonna help your case. (rough me up woman)

.Bites your shoulder to try and keep quiet and if you pull back so you can look at her she’s gonna shyly look off to the side and swallow her own moans

.You can never speak a word about any of this to anyone

.She’s used to casually talking about your sexual relations with Silco cus the two of them are tight so when she comes in completely silent after the occasion Silco gets a little smug.

.she ain’t sharing shit

.”what happened this time?” “None of your fucking business.”

.Now she’s gonna try and jump you any chance she gets. As soon as she’s in the door she wants the strap.

.Is so so so embarrassed. During aftercare you’re gonna have to remind her that her wants are normal and sexy even if they don’t uphold her reputation.

.And she’s gonna try to escape aftercare so make sure you insist on it’s importance while you clean her up and redress her.

.you’re not gonna tell anyone right?👀

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🖤🖤🖤

Life is Strange: True Colors

Picture problems

@bwall-7204 the photo suggestions

You lounged on the grass, only opening your eyes after the camera flash had gone off.

“Amor, surely there are more interesting things than me to photograph.” You protested lightly.

“I photograph other things.” Luisa said, putting the camera off to the side.

“Name one.” You challenged playfully.

“Antonio.” She said after thinking for a moment.

“Good choice. He is adorable.” You approved, gesturing for her to come closer. She cuddled in, burying her nose in your hair, her arms wrapped around your torso. You stayed like that for hours until you had to go home.

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Luisa had a brilliant idea the next morning, and rushed through her chores so she could get home. Once there she grabbed every photo of you that had been stacked up in a neat little pile and started sticking them to the walls. Some went directly above her bed, others along the walls, over her mirror. She was sticking the last on, congratulating herself on her idea when a certain cousin opened the door.

“Hey Luisa, I…” he looked around, taking in all of the pictures on the walls. Slowly a mischievous grin spread across his face. “You Simp. ABUELA!!!” And with that he dashed out the door.

“NO! GET BACK HERE!” Luisa yelled, running after him. They ran into the dining room, going back and forth around the table.

“What is all of this commotion?” Abuela demanded.

“Don’t you dare” and “Luisa has y/n’s pictures all over her room.” Came out in the same breath. Abuela raised a single eyebrow and walked out. Luisa’s momentary panic gave Camilo enough time to dive out a window and sprint off toward the village. Luisa recovered and ran from the house, hot on his trail. She caught him right in front of your house, putting him in a headlock.

“Luisa! What in heaven’s name is going on?” You asked, causing her to jump.

“Nothing!” She said.

“Shkhacyorpicursihekroomk.” Camilo said.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing, nothing at all. Just a friendly game of tag. Well gotta be going, I think I hear Abuela, have a good night.” Luisa answered and hurried back up the hill. As she went you heard vague threats involving hanging from his toes, and thumb screws.

Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

How the Madrigals Would React to Seeing You in Encanto for the First Time - Pt. 1

The Madrigals x gn!Reader

Fluff - Romantic

Requested: No

[Word Count: 941]

The Madrigals are used to seeing most citizens of Encanto frequently, so it's always a shock when they see someone new. They just weren't expecting for that person to be so stunning.

- My first Encanto piece because I'm lowkey scared to write for this movie. It's short for that same reason, sorry! -

Pt. 2

Camilo and Mirabel involved, 18+ DON'T READ THEIR PARTS (they're last)

Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included

Luisa

She was just helping out with moving carts around when she saw you out of the corner of her eye

After doing a double take, she almost dropped the cart she had in her hand

You were the most stunning person she had ever seen

Luisa instantly became mesmerized with how you moved, elegantly and with purpose as you looked about the Encanto

When you looked back at her and smiled, Luisa felt her heart stop for a moment

She wanted to go up to you and say something, anything, but her mind had drawn a blank

And so she just stared as you turned and walked down the opposite road, waving at passersby as you went

She didn’t stop thinking about you for the rest of the day, running through speeches in her head so that next time she saw you, she would have something to say

Isabela

Through the haze of countless purple and pink flower petals, Isabela almost didn’t see you at first

Once the curtain fell, though, you were the first person her eyes went to

You were just a member of the crowd, watching and cheering along with everyone else, but you stood out enough to catch her eye

You seemed to glow as if you were made of the sun itself, illuminating your frame as you clapped for her show

She would never admit it, but Isabela knows that a few mismatched flowers sprouted along the length of her hair when you smiled at her

After the kids had run off to go be entertained by Camilo, Isabela rushed towards you to make her standard greeting

For some reason she couldn’t explain, she fumbled with her words for a moment, stuttering as you took her hand to shake

Dolores watched the whole thing, and needless to say, the whole Madrigal family was instantly in on the plan to get their dear Isabela to talk to this mysterious newcomer

Dolores

The commotion of Encanto tends to keep Dolores away, but something compelled her to visit just this one day

As she was wandering about, picking out certain fruits for Julieta to cook with, she accidentally bumped into someone at a stand

Dolores turned to apologize, but the words got caught in her throat when she made eye contact with you

Time seemed to move slower than usual as you smiled at her, apologizing for running into her

“No, no, I’m sorry for bumping into you,” Dolores said, her quiet voice even softer than usual

You and her actually struck up a conversation, and Dolores realized just how easy it was for her to talk to you. It felt natural, and she instantly got a sense of safety just from this one moment with you

When you parted ways, Dolores couldn’t get you off of her mind, even spilling her own secret to her family at dinner that night

She would later send Camilo out to search for you while he did his chores so he could tell you that Dolores wishes to see you again, and that she wanted to invite you to a dinner at their Casita

Camilo

Camilo was supposed to be entertaining the kids when you stopped by

He shifted back into himself, watching with a slightly parted mouth as one of the children he was playing with ran into the arms of the most enchanting person he had ever seen

You stood, chuckling at your younger sibling, and thanked him for watching over them

Camilo nodded numbly before he came to his senses, literally shaking himself out of it

He caught you before you could get too far away, gently grabbing you by the shoulder and introducing himself

You two hit it off better than Camilo expected, and you even stuck around to help him handle the kids while he went off to help with some more chores he had around Encanto

When he returned, Camilo thanked you profusely, and offered to meet up with you again sometime

While on the surface it looked like a smooth way to ask for you to hang out with him more, Camilo’s face was probably hotter than a summer’s day and he was fighting the urge to shift bodies just so he wasn’t sweating as badly

When he watched you walk away with your little sibling in tow, he couldn’t help shifting into you, completely lost in thought (the kids loved this and now refuse to stop mocking him for it, much to Camilo’s dismay)

Mirabel

Mirabel figured that day to be just like all the others until she saw you talking to a sweet old lady that seemed to be pointing out the way to somewhere

She watched as you thanked the lady and turned to leave before she came to her senses and scrambled to follow you, insisting that it wasn’t in a creepy way or anything and she just wanted to say hi

You heard her footsteps and abruptly stopped, spinning on your heel to be met face-to-face with Mirabel Madrigal - her glasses askew and fists clenching the fabric of her skirt

Mirabel hastily introduced herself with a nervous grin, violently extending her hand for a shake

You could tell she was nervous but humored her, acting like this was any old greeting (which you had been doing lots of as of late)

You explained that you were new to Encanto and that your family had moved here only a week ago, to which Mirabel offered to show you around

When you accepted, Mirabel waited for you to turn around before holding a mini-celebration with herself, quickly fist bumping the air

Head injury

You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.

In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.

One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.

“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.

“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.

“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.

“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.

“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.

“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.

“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.

“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.

“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”

“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”

“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”

“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.

“What are you doing?”

“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.

“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”

“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.

“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.

“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.

“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”

“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“

“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.

“I’m fine, really just tired.”

“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.

“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.

“Much, thank you.”

“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.

“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.

“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.

“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.

“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.

“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.

“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”

“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”

“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”

“You shoulda…” she trailed off.

“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”

“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.

“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”

“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.

“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”

“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.

“The beast with two backs.”

“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.

“You could even say they-“

“Dove, I am begging you.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.

“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”

“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”

“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”

“Ah, but I’m your pain.”

“I love you.”

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.

hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol

a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))

Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.

You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-

CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!

The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.

“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.

“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.

“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.

“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.

“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”

“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.

“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.

“Good.”

Imagine a girl sitting between your legs, leaning against you as you run your fingers through her hair, and watch a mindless movie, which ends with you both asleep and cuddled up together