~Daydreaming~

~Daydreaming~

~Kenah🦕

✨23

✨Lover of Kpop, anime, video games, and music

✨Grandma at heart

✨I crochet to keep my heart happy ✨romanticizing my life to get through school

how am i supposed to just accept “wyd? u up? wanna hook up?” texts when:

noah sebastian said “you can be all i got, what’s the difference?”

and awsten knight said “it’s been a week i’m still at your house. i don’t wanna leave it’s freakin’ me out.”

and patrick stump said “give me a boost over heaven’s gates.”

and brian butcher said “hold me tight, i need you to find that everywhere you go i’ll be close behind”

and john carteret said “my heart’s yours for the taking, don’t you know how long i’ve been waiting?”

and anthony demario said “just like my lungs and the cigarettes, you and i are bound even if it means my death”

like????? y’all gotta put your back into it lmao

Hello!! Absolutely loving your blog and writing!! I can’t stop rereading some of your works!! I was hoping to maybe request a phantom x reader? I love the thought of him being affectionate and clingy and I’d love to read about him with a reader that equally loves affection as much as he does. But it takes them a little while to actually open up and accept his affections, but once they do it’s just the cutest✨ thank you so much, and if not that’s alright🩷

~🦕

WAHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH that genuinely makes me so happy to hear :''')

I hope you enjoy some absolute Phantom FLUFF

My requests are open !

“Phantom! Hurry up, you're gonna miss the beginning!” 

“Oh shit” there’s a pause before you hear an “ow fuck hot!” 

You smile watching the quintessence ghoul run into the room with an absurdly large bowl of popcorn and a few drinks tucked under his arm. He sits everything down before plopping onto the couch next to you. 

“Did you remember the—“ 

“I got it right here.” His tail slithers over to you. You laugh as you take the small bag of chocolates from it, being careful not to pull on the piercings in the spade. 

He curls in under the giant blanket you brought, resting his tail on your lap just as the opening title of the movie begins. You and him have taken to weekly movie nights ever since discovering his fascination with human holidays. Halloween was creeping closer and you decided the best way to spend it this year was showing Phantom all your favorites. At first, you just showed me some old animated stuff from when you were younger, not quite sure what he’d like. Then you showed him some of the classics and he took a very big interest in those. Now, you were on to the slashers. You had skipped over Nightmare on Elm Street after the first one simply due to the fact every time something happened, he’d go off on a tangent about how ‘that’s not how dream magic works.’ 

You were now watching the Scream movies thanks to an off handed comment made by Dew that got Phantom interested. You had seen these movies countless times, but it was watching Phantom’s reactions that made it so special. Or maybe it was just Phantom in general. 

You idly play with his tail while the movie goes on, only half paying attention. You were distracted by the closeness of him. This always happened. He’d sit down at a comfortable distance and each time he thought you weren’t looking, he’d scoot just a bit closer. You knew how much he loved to be physically close with others, it was one of the things that drew you to him in the first place. It wasn’t like you hated the clingy nature of him, it just took some getting used to. You weren’t as quick to fling yourself onto him, but you really wanted to. You knew he would love it, but some part of you was worried you’d somehow make it awkward or uncomfortable. You were warming up to it, though. Every little touch from him had you feeling electric and you wanted more. 

You were now pressed shoulder to shoulder with him. He was completely enamored with the scene currently playing out, but all you could focus on was how close he was. You had to stifle a laugh at how large his eyes were. You stared at him for a bit longer before something in your brain was yelling at you, screaming to just wrap your arms around his waist and rest all your weight against him. You spend the remainder of the movie hyping yourself up to do this, but before you get the chance the credits roll. You mentally curse thinking you just wasted yet another opportunity when he turns and looks at you. 

“Can we watch the next one?” 

You smile “Absolutely. How could we leave without finishing this bowl?” 

Your eyes glance to the half eaten popcorn knowing damn well he’s going to inhale the rest without thinking. You hop up and put on the second movie. When you return to the couch you tentatively rest your head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly when he lays his head onto yours. 

Okay. Second chance. We can do this. 

You glance at him. He glances back and smiles at you, fangs poking out under his lips. 

Fuck we can’t do this. 

No. No you were going to do it. There was no reason not to. You shift a bit and he moves his head off yours to adjust his posture. You take that as the perfect opportunity to strike before you chicken out again. You slump down against him, encircling him with your arms before laying your head in his lap. There’s a moment where you’re convinced he’s going to shove you off for whatever reason, but that’s quickly stomped when you feel his hands gently card through your hair lightly scratching at your scalp. You smile hearing his tail beat against the side of the couch and a purr rumble through him. 

Somehow during the movie the positions shifted to the point where Phantom was laying flat on his back with you sprawled on top of him. You stayed like that until the credits started to play on the screen. You feel him nose your cheek.

“That was horrible.” 

“Yea the second one is never as good as the first.” You laugh as he nuzzles against your face. You try to say something about the third one but the thought is quickly interrupted by a yawn. He places a light kiss to the side of your head. 

“I’ll walk you back to your room.” 

“Actually” you say hiding your face in the crook of his neck “what if I stayed here tonight?” 

You can practically feel the excitement sparking off of him before he’s wrapping his arms around you squishing you to his chest. He laughs and peppers your face with little kisses purring wildly. When he’s finally done you bury your face right back into his neck and close your eyes, revealing in the warmth of his body and the rise and fall of his chest. 

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

served my duty as an autistic artist and made a bunch of autism creature reaction images