#i love yall so much

Kaiya “fed the fluff monster” with an idea about Philinda and butterfly kisses, so this happened. She’s basically my muse. Haha! Try to get to the end without rotting your teeth!

Title is from “This Town” by Niall Horan.

Also on AO3.

Phil woke up slowly and comfortably. He rubbed his eyes with his forefinger and thumb, lifting his head slightly to check his alarm clock.

A whole hour before he needed to be awake. Phil groaned internally.

That, of course, meant he would just have to wave goodbye to those 60 minutes because no way was his body going to let him fall back asleep now. Just one of those perks of being a spy for more than half your life.

Although he had to admit it wasn’t reallygoing to be a problem, considering the person sleeping beside him; her slow, even breaths bringing a contented smile to Phil’s face. He rarely woke up before her, so he cherished the mornings he did.

Melinda had gotten in late from a mission the night before, well after he’d already gone to bed. Phil had mumbled a greeting and she’d pecked him softly on the cheek before she settled into his warm embrace. (More like snuggled, but Phil knew she’d blatantly deny it if he ever attempted to mention it. Or worse, she’d stop doing it in punishment. He definitely wasn’t going to risk that). He drew her close and kissed her shoulder and they fell asleep together for the first time in weeks. According to their brief phone call, the mission had gone well, but still…

He’d missed her.

Phil moved closer to Melinda’s sleeping form, careful not to disturb her, then propped himself up with an elbow to see her better in the dim light emanating from their bedroom door.

Her body was turned slightly away from him, head facing the other side of the bed and left arm draped loosely over her stomach. Phil’s heart warmed at the sight of her wedding band glinting faintly on her hand. He never got tired of seeing it on her finger. Melinda’s face was relaxed, vulnerable even, when she slept. Phil knew her face better than his own, but he still ran his eyes over her beautiful features as if for the first time. Her dark hair fanned out across her pillow and even extended to his own–off her neck, the way she liked it when she slept. He loved her hair this long, even though she complained that it was always in her way. Between that, the tank top she wore, and the fact that the blankets were pulled down to her waist, there was a great deal of tanned skin exposed to him, slowly driving him mad the longer he stared at her.

Phil drank her in with his eyes, struggling between wanting her to get the sleep she deserved and waking her up so he could give her a proper hello. Knowing Melinda, her internal clock would probably wake her up in a half hour or so for Tai Chi anyway. What was a mere 30 extra minutes of sleep when he’d waited 30 yearsto get the privilege of being this intimate with his partner? Melinda would roll her eyes at his dramatics, he knew (but then she’d smile ‘cause she knew it was true).

Still, he had to nudge her out of her sleep gently or this wake up call would take a bad turn very quickly. Phil remembered very clearly the few times he’d startled Melinda since they’d gotten rid of the boundaries established between them so long ago.

One time he’d been in a particularly silly mood and had creeped up behind Melinda while she was doing Tai Chi. He covered her eyes with his hands and barely had time to say “Guess who?” before he was knocked onto the floor.

Another incident occurred the first time he discovered Melinda had a ticklish spot. That one had ended up with a black eye and a lot of moaning on his part. Phil could tell Melinda honestly felt awful for her automatic reaction, but he didn’t let up.

“Quick, tell me the truth, am I going to need to have it removed?” He’d asked, clutching his eye.

The only way she’d gotten him to stop was by giving him soft kisses around his throbbing eye. He told her it was the only way it would feel better. Melinda had rolled her own eyes at his sappy line, but her kisses and fond smile had made it all worth it.

It was always worth it.

Phil brought his mind back to the present and considered Melinda a moment longer before a mischievous smile started creeping onto his face. He knew just how to wake up his wife and have fun in the process (though it might earn him another black eye).

Phil lowered his head down and allowed his nose to just barely brush up against Melinda’s bare arm. As soon as he was close enough, he started fluttering his eyelashes quickly, giving her butterfly kisses all the way up to her shoulder.

Phil counted the seconds she allowed him to do it, grinning as he did, certain that she would wake up almost immediately and demand to know what he was doing. He thought he heard her take a deeper breath than normal, but he wasn’t sure. He popped his head up to look at her face, but Melinda still looked asleep. 

Phil frowned suspiciously. Melinda was not a deep sleeper, but then again, it wasa long mission and a late night for her, and they brushed up against each other frequently though the night…

Phil tried again, nuzzling her a little more obviously before leaving more butterfly kisses on her arm and shoulder, inhaling the scent of her that he missed so much while she was away.

When her breathing pattern stilldidn’t change from its steady rhythm, he knew.

Phil grinned. She was faking sleep, obviously. He looked up from her arm quickly, seeing the a flicker of a smile that she immediately tried to hide from her partner of 30 years.

“I knew you liked it.” Phil’s low voice broke the silence and he started trailing small, real kisses from her shoulder up to her mouth. He slid his hand over her arm to rest over her stomach and drew himself even closer to her. But she still didn’t move.

Phil was soon frustrated with Melinda’s lack of response. She continued to lay there, pretending to be in a deep slumber. He lovedgetting to see this playful side of her, and he loved the thrill of knowing he was one of the only ones who got to experience it, but right now…ugh. He just wanted his wife to kiss him back.

“Melindaaa,” he whined, nudging her cheek with his nose. He tugged on her so that she rolled over slightly and laid flat on her back, but she just let her head loll, keeping up her charade with an annoyingly convincing sleeping face.

Phil huffed and weighed his options. He really wasn’t sure what she’d do to him (this time) if he tried this move, but it would definitely get a reaction from her, so…he decided to risk the possible decapitation.

Phil distracted Melinda with more kisses on her neck and chest, slipping a hand under her tank top. He pressed his lips to her cheek and, ever-so-lightly, brushed one finger down Melinda’s side. The responding shiver and the laugh that burst out of Melinda’s mouth made up for the knee to the gut she gave him a half second later.

Finally, he thought victoriously, even as he grunted and gasped for breath.

He’s winded, but grinning happily, as Melinda rolled on top of him, effectively pinning his arms to the bed right above his head.

“Morning, Sleeping Beauty.” Phil wheezed out. It could have been a worse injury. Heck, he might even have to try this move again the next time she was exhausted.

“Is there a reason you thought it was a good idea to wake me up before I needed to be?” Melinda asked threateningly.

“I missed you.” Phil replied simply, feeling his whole body warm as he watched her face soften. He never got tired of seeing her dark eyes gaze at him with such tenderness and affection.

Phil brushed a finger on the skin he could reach of the hand that was holding him down and looked up at Melinda imploringly. Melinda’s face broke into a smile and she shook her head before finally, finallylowering her head to his and kissing him thoroughly.

As she kissed him and whispered that she missed him too, Phil found himself breathless all over again, but this time for a muchmore pleasant reason.

so um ‍♀️ this is kinda funny bc i thought i would NEVER be making a post like this LMAO BUT,,,, i think it’s time y’all all that being said:

i’ll be moving blogs by the end of the month

now i honestly have several reasons for coming to this conclusion, and if you’re not bothered to know why or where i’ll be after this i don’t blame u LMAO FEEL FREE TO KEEP SCROLLING

for those of u who want a detailed explanation, just read on bestie

tl;dr: i just wanna give myself a fresh start bc college and burnout have been beating my ass bad </33 i’ll be taking a brief hiatus and then return to tell y’all my new url !! spoiler: it won’t be much different from my current one lmfao

— REASON ONE: i need a fresh start

honestly ngl this reason alone encompasses all the other reasons LMFAO but long story short,,, i feel like a new beginning is what i really need right now, especially after such a stressful semester and having random crashes in my mental health recently  

— REASON TWO: this blog feels too messy

now y’all know how much i love cellotonin, the lil theme i have going on and such, but if i’m being completely honest ?? this blog is a DISASTER like,,, my tagging system has changed so much over the span of even two months ?? my masterlist is kinda all over the place, and let’s not even talk about the headcanon requests i’ve kept in my inbox for over a year now thinking my ass would actually get to them i need all that off my shoulders HJASKJSDF

not to mention my writing/formatting style along with the type of content i like producing has definitely evolved a significant amount ?? almost to the point where i’ll look at my hcs from march in 2020 and wonder if someone else was running the blog up until this point i want a new blog where i can establish my theme, my writing and formatting style, and the type of content i wanna create right from the get-go and im HOPING i can do that by moving blogs

— REASON THREE: this blog feels empty/isolated somehow

ok so,,, this might veer just slightly into a mini vent but,,, idk skjdckjdcfv since the start of 2021 i’ve hit quite a few significant milestones in terms of followers (even though i haven’t mentioned my fc since new years HJSXJKDC) and i am so, so grateful to every last one of you here that have supported me since my starting days, you guys truly mean the world to me <33

HOWEVER,,, something seems kinda,,, off if that makes sense ?? like,,, idk how to put it into words but, despite growing so much, it feels like the interaction i get now is like a third of what it used to be ?? and idk if it’s bc many ppl from last year are no longer active on tumblr or if the majority of my followers aren’t rlly into the stuff i’m writing now but,, long story short it’s starting to feel quite lonely over here :’)) and honestly this actually has less to do with the notes i get on my writing and more to do with the feedback and interaction i get outside of that like,,, idk it almost feels a little alienating when 90% of ur followers passively interact with u and never rlly stop to say hi or sumn skfjsjfg idk if that makes sense i hope it doesn’t sound like i’m complaining too much LMAO

that being said, i hope that with a new blog, i’ll know that my followers are here because they enjoy what i’m writing now and not just sticking around for the fanart and shitposts i rb or for what i used to write a year and a half ago bc things here have changed drastically  

— REASON FOUR: i think my blog needs a new rating

honestly since mid-june this year, i’ve noticed that i’m interacting with a lot more 18+ content than i did last year (maybe bc i had just turned 18 last year but w/e LMAO), and idk i’m starting to feel like it’s not very appropriate to keep my blog without any sorta age limit on it yk ??

idk i don’t rlly wanna make it 18+ ONLY bc i won’t be just writing smut 24/7, but i feel like 16/17+ may be fairly reasonable ?? idk im still debating on this in my mind but if u wanna drop ur opinion pls feel free to share with me dcxkjxkjcv

— REASON FIVE: i want my writing blog to be my main one

okay this reason is actually a little stupid AJSXJKDCFVG BUT IT’S STILL A KEY FACTOR FOR ME idk i just wanna be able to like, comment, and send asks from the same blog that i write with lmao it’s just personally been a little annoying to have to do that from my main acc  

NOW ALL THIS BEING SAID, i will not be deleting this one !! instead, i’ll leave cellotonin up as an archive and even link it in my new blog if y’all ever feel like reading/checking out my past works from there

and while i start setting up my new blog, i’ll be going on a semi-hiatus for a couple of weeks or so ?? bc this semester has slapped me across the face and called me incompetent in 30 different languages on several occasions and i need to get my shit together before finals completely destroy my sorry ass LMAO

in the meantime, most of my time will be spent on discord where the full extent of my chaotic energy is unleashed, so if y’all wanna hang out with me pls dm me and i’ll add u <33 mutuals are legally obligated to add me or ur going to jail <3 /j HJSXKJZSXFV

anyways enough of that !! i’m honestly so grateful for how far i’ve come with this blog, and i love every last one of you who helped me get here, but i think it’s time i turn over a new leaf as one might say :’^ thank you for everything, and i hope to see y’all on the other side <33 that sounds like i’m dying hold on LMAODCKJDCF LET ME STOP