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monsta x react ෴ their crush gives them their scarf

@vanessaswingsoflife asked: Hi There. Can you make a reaction of monsta x when you (crush) giving him your scarf because he forgot his and its cold outside and they can smell your Parfum/scent on it?

Im p sure i made it look like they were dating the reader rip sry i tried my best buddy


⁂ shownu: “it’s pretty chilly outside, are you sure you’re going to head home like that?” your voice had a bit of a scolding tone to it as hyunwoo shrugged his coat on. he looked back at you with a warm smile. whenever you showed concern for him, his heart fluttered a little. but he wasn’t here to worry you, he did bring his scarf after all– oh, nevermind. blankly, the man touched his neck when he realized that one important article of clothing wasn’t protecting his throat. his smile was still warm as he let out an embarrassed laugh, “i forgot my scarf at home, but i’ll be fine.” he watched as you rolled your eyes at him and went to go grab one of your fluffiest scarves from the closet nearby. he began to decline the offer as you walked towards him, but stopped abruptly when you wrapped the clothing around his neck. the relaxing smell of your perfume wafted into his nose and suddenly, hyunwoo was holding onto the scarf tight. with only his smiling eyes being visible to you, he pat the top of your head, bumbling out a soft thank you.

Originally posted by trainingpanda

⁂ minhyuk: “you don’t need to do this, silly.” a laugh had escaped his lips as minhyuk watched you wrap the scarf around his neck in a neat knot. there was a frown on your face as he laughed and you punched his arm in retaliation. “it’s super cold out! what if you get sick, huh?” punching his shoulder, minhyuk pouted at you while rubbing the sore spot that you hit. a defeated sigh was all you heard from him before he pulled you into a grateful hug, his cheek pressed against the top of your head as he cooed out your name, his hand rubbing your back. “araso (understood).” he whispered in a comforting tone, petting the back of your head before pulling away with a jovial grin playing at the ends of his lips. reluctantly, you pulled away from him and led him out the door so he could head home. once you had closed the door, minhyuk skipped down the steps with a triumphant laugh, cuddling the scarf closer to his neck as he took in a deep breath when he noticed how the scent you usually smelled like stuck onto this particular piece of clothing. “ah, i’m so lucky.”

Originally posted by monstxtrash

⁂ kihyun: “it’s not my fault i forgot it,” he complained loudly as he shook his head at each scarf you offered him, “you’re the one who told me to come over quick! i thought it was an emergency, but it was just you taking the cookies out of the oven.” kihyun threw his hands in the air as he continued to whine and childishly plop onto the couch. you huffed at him in frustration which the boy kindly mocked. “i wanted you to eat the cookies i made just in case they weren’t good.” kihyun wrinkled his nose at the pout you made and turned his head so that he wouldn’t fall into your trap. crossing his arms stubbornly, he shook his head at you, “how dare you use me like that.” he grumbled under his breath, turning his head back in your direction. with a gasp, the boy snapped his fingers and pointed at the scarf you were currently holding. “i want that one.” he demands, which – no. not your favourite scarf. as you stayed motionless, he huffed and stood up to take the clothing away, happily placing it around his neck. “annyeong (goodbye)” he said teasingly before scurrying out of your house before you could respond, his nose buried deep against the fabric of your scarf. “still smells like flowers.” he says dreamily, twirling down the street.

Originally posted by aceyng

⁂ jooheon: “no, i will not.” stubbornly, jooheon pushed away with his feet and kept on doing so until you gave up on trying to put the ugly scarf on him. you kicked his knee (gently) as he sprawled himself out across your bed with a groan. “we don’t have to do this. i would’ve been home by now if you didn’t drag me to your room to give me a scarf.” he complained loudly, his gaze sharply directed at you in a playful glare as you stuck your tongue at him. he wasn’t one for relying on you to take care of him, but he was definitely pleased to have you worrying about him over something minor. he kept on throwing your scarves back whenever you thought it was fitting for him, but he just kept on throwing them at you– you’re pretty sure he even threw a pillow at you when you weren’t paying enough attention. you held up a scarf that you were sure he would like and with an interested noise, jooheon was sitting up and taking the fabric from you with a dimpled smile. wrapping the wool around his neck and face. when the slightly muted fragrance from your favourite perfume went through his nose, he was suddenly alert, but definitely happy. “i like this scarf,” he said, a bashful look on his face as he practically buried his face in the wool, “i think i’ll be keeping this.”

Originally posted by xwonho

⁂ wonho: “why have a scarf around my head when it could be your legs instead?” hoseok questioned absentmindedly, his legs kicked up in the air as he flipped through a magazine, you going through your clothing. hoseok looked over at you when you scoffed and grinned brightly when you gave him a dry smile. “still greasy as ever, aren’t you?” wrinkling your nose, hoseok laughed in amusement, rolling onto his back as he watched you with adoration in his eyes, your back facing him again. “you know i’m joking, silly. just some friendly banter.” his voice was light, his arms crossed under his head as he kept his gaze on you. “take this scarf, you piece of trash.” poking your tongue out at him, you threw an unused scarf at his face. wrinkling his nose, he looked at the piece of fabric once before throwing it off the bed. “i want your favourite scarf.” he demands childishly, his hands clasping together in a pleading way when he saw your unamused expression, “butak habnida (please - polite)”

and with that, hoseok left with your scarf nestled underneath his nose, the scent of your floral perfume pleasing him.

(this gif is so cute rest in peace me)

Originally posted by kihyuon

⁂ hyungwon: hyungwon scoffed as he rifled through your clothes, his eyes squinting at the ugly prints that hung before him. “i didn’t know you had such awful tastes,” his voice was disappointed, his hand holding up a hanger with a leopard print coat on it, “usually when you meet up with me or the others you wear something cute.” the look on his face made you want to smack him; his eyes were hooded in distaste, his mouth curled up into a teasing smirk. “i told you to get a scarf, not evaluate my wardrobe.” throwing a pillow at him, you went back to scrolling through whatever was on your phone as he laughed, still rummaging through your clothes to find one of the scarves that he was most fond of seeing around your neck. once he pulled out the scarf of yours he loved so much, you immediately whined, “not that one!” you’d say as he raised his eyebrows at you, “i’m taking it.” he says just to tease you further. he poked his tongue out at you with a grin, your mouth forming into a pout, “but it smells too much of my perfume.” with a pathetic excuse, you hit your head against the bed. “yeah,” with a scoff, hyungwon wraps your scarf around his neck, discreetly nestling his nose in the fabric, “that’s why i’m taking it. so that girls don’t try to hit on me.” and with a shrug, hyungwon skipped out of your room and your house in a split second, not giving you any time to respond or take back the scarf.

Originally posted by chahyungwon

⁂ changkyun: “ok-e-i (okay)!” with a loud clap that makes you look away from your phone, changkyun throws the scarf of yours he likes around his neck and gives you his best pose, his smile pleased as you watch him in amusement. “how do i look?” flipping his hair, he fixed his fringe and gives you a little twirl, loving how your scent wafted into his nose when he moved in a circle. “it suits me, doesn’t it?” he looks at himself through your full body mirror, his face forming an impressed expression, “as if this scarf should be mine and not yours.” he says to himself with a pleased grin, hugging your scarf to his chest with a wiggle. you rolled your eyes humorously, watching as your friend pressed the fabric to his face. “so are you gonna fight the cold with that one? it’s not very warm.” changkyun shrugged at your warning – his heart already warmed up (he thinks it might burst too) because it’s your scarf and it has your scent. he loves it so much. “your other scarves were kind of ugly.” he lies – of course they’re lovely, but they didn’t smell like you. the corners of his lips curved up to make a smile and finger guns were directed your way, “this scarf makes me look stunning.” and with a bashful wave and a playful flying kiss, changkyun left your house, a soft squeal of happiness escaping him as he skipped down the sidewalk with your scarf wrapped around his neck.

Originally posted by officialmonstaxmemes

anonymous asked:

The RFA reacting to waking up with MC for thr first time? Not in a sex type of way but maybe they fell asleep on the couch or MC sat next to them till she fell asleep type of thing. Fluffy is nice :p

Fluffy is life! ^^ Hope you enjoy this!

RFA reacting to waking up with MC for the first time


Zen

  • He woke up with the morning breeze blowing in his face, was he so tired that he really dozed off on his rooftop?
  • He looks down and… you??? You and him with a blanket wrapped around you two???
  • Wants to scream and push you away before the beast comes out, but… you look so peaceful in your sleep, so comfortable… you shouldn’t be so comfortable around a man, all men are wolv… oh, shit! You’re hugging him and snuggling in his chest.
  • Now he remembers, you two went to gym together and then he invited you over to cool off after such an intense work out session
  • He feels disgusted at himself for leaning against you like that, he was probably all sweaty. Well, so were you, but your sweat smells like cinnamon to him, so he doesn’t mind.
  • You two went to his rooftop and talked a little drinking a beer. You seemed cold, so he grabbed a blanket, and next thing you know… you were cuddling like this…
  • Despite all his fear about losing control, he feels so glad, he would love to wake up with you all over him like this every morning, but probably somewhere more comfortable like his couch or… his bed…
  • NO! BAD THOUGHTS, ZEN! SNAP OUT OF IT!
  • “Zen… are you okay?” your sleepy voice and you half lidded eyes, this is too fucking much!  “You keep shaking, are you cold?” he feels really hot, actually…
  • “I-I’m fine, MC, don’t worry.” “Okay, so go back to sleep…” you nuzzle at him again. Oh well… you heard her, beast, go back to sleep…


Yoosung

  • He feels his neck a little wry, this pillow seems different… wait! It’s not a pillow, it’s… it’s… YOUR LAP!
  • There’s so much for him to feel flustered. You’re so close, he’s sleeping on your lap and you are IN PUBLIC!
  • Oh yeah… LOLOL is about to send a new expansion, so there he is camping in front of the store waiting to be one of the firsts to buy it.
  • How he managed to bring you along is a thing he’ll never know… but what’s more important right now is… the sweet smell of cherry emanating from your hair…and your legs are so comfortable…
  • Wait! What? No… the most important thing is… why did he drag you to this? And he should have offered his lap, or… at least, his shoulder for you to rest! You must be so uncomfortable! But you look ok… and so cute…
  • Are people in line looking at you? Oh no… this is so embarrassing… they must think you are a couple…
  • But would it be bad? People seeing you as a couple? He would never say it out loud, but he fantasized so much about doing couple’s things with you…
  • Cooking together, having meals together, waking up together… at the same bed… oh no no no! What was he thinking? This was so naughty, especially having you this close…
  • “Yoosung, are you feeling sick? You’re so red… maybe you have a fever?” he didn’t even notice you waking up. You put your hand on his forehead, could he get even redder? He looks at you all tense, your eyes are a little squinched because you didn’t wake up completely, so…  cute!
  • “Hum… you don’t feel that hot…, just rest a little more, okay?  I’ll wake you up when the store opens.” He hesitates a lot, but you’re so warm and he’s so tired… he awkwardly rests his head again on your lap and feel your fingers resting lazily on his hair, well, none of his fantasies went that far…


Jaehee

  • She wakes up when she feels your head leaning on her shoulder… oh… Zen can ever know you two slept during his movie.
  • WAIT! You’re sleeping on her? YOU are sleeping on HER?
  • She feels kinda honored that you think she’s comfortable enough for you to just lean on, but… why?
  • You two came to see this movie Zen has a cameo on, maybe you two got too tired of waiting for his scene? She would be offended if it was someone else, but since it is you… she understands, she felt asleep too, after all.
  • She wonders if people on the row behind you think you’re just a couple and you are snuggling in her because it’s romantic… she giggles at this thought because, well… it feels sort of… exciting?
  • Yes… it’s such a bright feeling… the idea of people seeing you as a couple, imagining you do these cute and cheesy couple things… she would like doing these cute and cheesy things with you…
  • If you did that while you’re watching one of Zen’s DVDs together, on her couch… oh! What would she do?
  •  “Jaehee… did I miss some funny part?” you whisper at her ear, and she shivers. “Hum… n-no, MC, why?” “Well, you’re grinning so much… did Zen appear yet?”
  • “No, not yet… you can sleep a little more if you want, I’ll wake you up, okay?” you just nod, close your eyes again and go back to her shoulder.
  • Yes, she is grinning again, but it has nothing to do with the movie.


Jumin

  • He wakes up at his couch feeling something on his lap, it seems a little heavier than Elizabeth the 3rd
  • Oh… oh… it’s your head, you are… resting your head at his lap, this is… weird? And… so… intimate? And… good?
  • At least you don’t have your face turned to his body and… oh, you roll over, he can feel your breathing through his shirt.
  • He invited you over to show you some ideas he had for a new cat project. People could judge him and he didn’t care, but your opinion on his cat projects is always fundamental.
  • You gave him great suggestions as usual, and you two could spend the whole night discussing it, but you  felt tired at some point and fell asleep on his shoulder.
  • He should have offered you a bedroom, but he was pretty tired himself… and you’re so warm and… look so comfortable.
  • He’s not sure about what moment of the night you fell on his lap, but… does it really matter? It’s so… amusing…
  • He feels so tempted to caress your hair, it looks so silky… and your peaceful sleepy face is so… mesmerizing, he could watch you sleep like this every night.
  • He would prefer doing this in bed, when he can look straight at you, laying beside you… easy there, Jumin…
  • It’s so weird knowing you trust him that much to let yourself be so vulnerable near him, usually people feel so intimidated by his presence, but not you… you just think he’s good enough for you to rest…
  • “Jumin, doesn’t your neck hurt?” your sleepy voice is like music to his ears “No, MC. Why do you ask?” “You’ve been keeping your head down, maybe you have a wryneck?”
  • “Don’t worry about me, MC. What about you? Aren’t you uncomfortable?” you  look around, grab a pillow and put on his lap. “I’m okay… sweet dreams, Jumin.” And you get back to sleep.
  • Well, he doesn’t need to sleep or dream, this is sweet enough for him.


Saeyoung

  • He wakes up because this pillow feels a little weird…it’s comfortable, but it’s different…
  • Oh, it’s not a pillow, it’s your chest… he blushes, did he drool a little? Gross… and kind of pervy?
  • He looks at you and sees you’re drooling a little too, ok, now he’s not that embarrassed.
  • Wants to take lots of pictures of you to spam the chatroom, but there’s something about you like this that makes him feel he should be the only one to ever see you so peaceful and vulnerable.
  • His legs hurt, keeping them curled up like this all night because there’s not much space on the backseat of his car it’s a little uncomfortable. Luckily enough, the upper half of his body enjoyed this warm and smooth pillow that is your body.
  • He invited you for a ride in one of his babies, unfortunately, there was a problem with the engine. He called a tow truck, but it was taking too long and you looked so tired… so you two moved to the backseat… maybe he was very tired himself too… who knows if the tow truck showed up after all?
  • He can hear your heartbeat, it’s so liberating and soothing at the same time, now it’s slow since you’re sleeping, but he can’t help thinking if he could ever make it race with his words or… with his touch? What is he thinking? No no no…
  • Most of your body is under him, but he would still like to touch you more, run his fingers through your hair, trace your jaw line… he keeps getting greedy with you…
  • He rarely sleeps this well, well, he rarely sleeps, and being able to relax like this just because you’re this close could only mean one thing, right?
  • “Saeyoung, don’t your legs hurt like this?” your sleepy eyes and messy hair are the cutest thing he’s ever seen, he swears. “Oh… a little, but it’s fine, MC.”
  • “No… here, let’s exchange so you can stretch your legs a little.” Now your legs are curled up and he’s being the pillow.
  • Well, now he can at least caress your hair, but he’s the one with the heart racing like crazy.


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Wiser.

( insert longest eh here). im asking myself when im gonna live my life right, but girls just wanna have fun right

i should stop while i’m behind. i’m just gonna walk over here and drown myself in spaghetti until i immerse into a pasta induced comma. (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

ivar x blind!reader.

warnings: a little wrestling, fluff. help.


“Ivar,” You called out patiently, a sweet tilt to your voice.

Silence, darkness. Your head twitched to the side. “Ivar … “ You stressed, your teeth clicking together a few times as you waited, patience thinning. You finger tapping your clothed thigh.

Ivar!” You snapped, finally seeming to catch his attention as you heard a loud grunt.

“What? What do you want woman!? I am right here!” His voice was tight, and something harshly meeting the forest floor hit your ear. Probably the boys fist, no doubt.

Exhaling deeply, your head cocked and your foot shuffled off to the right. “You did not answer me.” You stated, only to be met with more silence, and it was times like these where you wondered why you stuck around with him so often – or why he kept you around actually. “I did not realize being crippled also meant you could not hear as well!”

“How did you even know I was still here, hmm? I could have left. I could have crawled away and left you all alone in the middle of the forest.” He told you, a tilt to his voice that caused you grave headaches, like you had just given him a very good idea to make someone’s live more miserable than his own.

A chill ran through your veins, and the muscle under your eye twitched. It would not surprise you if Ivar were to do something that – he did have quite a cruel streak in him, and he had no obligation to you, nor you to him. You were not his slave, nor were you his wife, and he not your husband. But after years of an agreement between you both, you had come to trust the youngest prince with your life. Your first mistake, his brothers always told you, and sometimes you wondered if they were right. His mother, no doubt, was just happy he had found a friend and seemed to trust you with his life for some odd reason, not that you could properly protect him in anyway. There was also the fact you two seemed to argue more often than you didn’t, but you were stubborn aside from not being able to see anything, and you wondered if that’s why the prince kept you.

You were marked as completely helpless by the people of Kattegat who knew you, and even if you shouted in the wrong direction or at the wrong person, there was not a moment where you did not stand up for yourself. Of course, people laughed and taunted you, but you took it in stride – if a crippled could be the most feared and respected man, why could you not be successful in your dreams?

“I am blind, not deaf you bastard! Besides, I could not miss the sound of your portly ass dragging across the forest floor!” You retorted, bending your knee to kick out your foot in the direction of his voice, but a vice grip wrapped around your bare ankle and the world was no longer steady.

With the air knocked out of you, your back was flat against the hard ground and a hand pressed to your forehead, pushing on it to keep you down. His breath fanning across your nose, and you could hear the grinding of his teeth. “You are also a stupid child.”

Gripping onto Ivar’s wrist, your curled your fingers, your uneven nails digging into his bracers and you wished at that moment it was his skin. “I am older than you.”

Yet you were under his wing.

Only physically,” He punctuated, pressing with head to the ground harder with each word before his weight lifted from you completely, but your grip on him held and you came flying forward with him, sitting beside him now instead of standing like moments ago.

You knew you would have a bruise in a few hours from the poor treatment to your forehead, and you could only imagine how sore your back will be in the morn. Reaching out slowly, your finger-tips found his bicep, and he sat only breathing as he allowed your hand to crawl up until it found the feathery hair on the nape of his neck. You twirled the short strands between two fingers. The two of you began to laugh, a weight now on your clothed thigh, his thumb seeming to idly pet you. “I hate you, Ivar.”

He was never a man of emotions besides anger, and that was one you knew well, as did everyone around him. He was so cold and distant, and there were times you could feel the expressions painting his face during certain moments. While you did not know what Ivar looked like, you thought his smile was incredibly beautiful, whether it was brought on by happiness by something innocent, or by the way he had made someone miserable and ruined them. You could just feel it. “I hate you, too,” There was a lightness in his voice that you did not hear very often, and you felt the corners of your mouth twitch upwards until a peaceful expression lasted on your face.

He was your strength more than you would ever know, nor were you bold enough to admit. In a sense, he gave you hope for yourself and your future, even if it wasn’t right beside him.  

A blind and a cripple; he was your eyes, and you were his legs.

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