#talkytalk

He’s pretty insecure about it, pulling his shirt down. Always wanting to keep a shirt on.. but how could you hate it? More for you obviously. He’s always saying ‘I think you want me to get fatter’

DRABBLES !

It’s like they were having a staring contest, Eddie had finally met his match. There was never a dull day with Eddie that’s for sure, there’s always something new.

The little black cat stared up at Eddie with wide eyes, “Eds why are you being weird? we’ve had her for 3 hours.” You called out, putting food in her bowl,, mixing the kibble with a little water until you bought a good brand of wet food.

“I’m not being weird, we’re just looking at each-other. I’m kinda nervous though, maybe she’s doesn’t like me?” He tentatively reached over to pet the cat, surprised to see her lean into his ring clad fingers.

“See, she loves you already. Now come up with a name like I asked you to, you know I’m indecisive.” Sitting on the couch, prying open a box meant for her new bed. “Don’t choose something stupid either.” Silence passed for about ten seconds, ‘what about slash—‘ “No.” “Okay but hear me out” he pleaded in your ear.

“Sugar she’s gotta have a really cool metal name, black cats are the epitome of metal.” His fingers went to stroke the cat’s head, gentle touches causing her to purr. She sounded similar to the motor of a car, her joy was eminent. “What title should I bestow upon you oh daring feline?” Her head tilted at Eddie, almost like she wanted to answer. Yellow eyes meeting his brown ones once more.

Your hands pried the box open, getting the pieces out. “What if you named her after a dnd character? If that’s the direction you wanna go in that is.” Eddie stood in thought for a minute before his face suddenly brightened. “I got it! Sweets you’re such a fuckin genius.” Abruptly grabbing you and pressing an obnoxiously wet kiss to your lips.

“Kas!” He exclaimed excitedly, ring clad finger pointing at the cat. “Your name is gonna be kas you devil.. do you like it?” He expectantly looked down at the cat, watching her lick her paw.

“Are we satisfied now? Because I’d really appreciate some dinner right about now Ed’s.” Leaning back on the couch the two of you picked out. “Oh yes don’t you worry your majesty, your darling jester will order the most magical pizza for you.” He kneeled before you, kissing your hand delicately- before giggling and standing. “Taking your shirt off—“ a pillow abruptly collided with his face.

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Puppy boy!Adrian Chase x Fem!reader

The tv sounded quietly in the background, the volume was pretty low. You had much better things to focus on anyway, fingers gently carding through his hair. Watching as he idly kneeled in front of you, face down in your lap.

“You’re my good boy aren’t you ade?” Fingers scratching behind the ears on his head, watching them twitch. His head popped up to rapidly nod, collar around his neck slightly jingling. “just for you.. been so good.” tail wagging fast enough to hit the side of the couch.

You sat to admire him for a moment more looking down from his tail to the ears on his head. “You’re always so good for me, you know that baby? You love being good don’t you?”

You practically watched his eyes glaze over at that, pupils dilating and his tail thumping against the hardwood floor. “Mhm.. love it so much..” his words practically slurring as he nestled his face into your hand.

You’re pretty sure he’d crawl right into your skin if you let him, always wanting— no needing to be close with you. It doesn’t even have to be physical most of the time, your presence is all he really cares about. If anyone were to ask him, he’d say that all the physical stuff were total plus ones.

You gently pat the cushion beside you, urging him to sit on the couch now. Adrian moved so fast his collar barely made a sound, his head fell into your lap before you could even get a word out. He fiddled around for your hand before planting it back into his hair, shimmying so he could be more comfortable.

Your free hand found the remote and turned up the volume, the other playing with the curls at the nape of his neck. “I love you so much my sweet boy..” kissing his nose gently. He could’ve purred at the gesture, tail thumping against the cushion.

“Yeah you are.. such a good puppy.” Fingers cupping his face now, watching his eyes fixate on yours. Pressing a kiss to his eager lips. Satisfying wasn’t even the word, because in your eyes.. there was nothing more perfect than a well behaved mutt.

It’s safe to say that baking is his hobby, and he’s genuinely amazing at it. You want a strawberry pound cake?? It’s on the counter the next morning, cookies? On the kitchen island in a cute little cookie jar you bought for him.

Most of the time he bakes just to pass the time, there have been a couple instances where there were just pastries everywhere. And you decided it would be great to donate ! To the homeless, women shelters, children centers etc.

You’ve always told pope that he has a clear passion for it, and when you guys decide to move far away from the clusterfuck around you guys- he’ll open up his own cute little shop.

It’s so dear to you, seeing how he regulates his feelings into a batch of brownies, tiramisu, or sugar cookies. Anytime he gets overstimulated and overwhelmed, you find him in the kitchen!

He has this apron you got him for Christmas, it’s black (of course) and it has embroidery on it that you did personally! It has his initials near the pocket, A.C . With swirls and flowers, and there’s a big Charlie Brown too. You’ll give him patches on random days, just to make it more him.

It’ll never get old.. truly. One of his favorite pass times by far, is watching the show ‘nailed it’ ,, and criticizing the people who are doing a poor job. Saying stuff like ‘I could do better than that’ or ‘that’s way too much fondant, it’s like 10 percent cake. They know it has to taste good too right?’

I love you so much Andyyyy