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chrisevansonly · 4 months

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The Media’s Favourite

charles leclerc x female reader

summary: amelia is the light of charles’s life, and she adores him just as much, it’s a good think the media loves her too…

warnings: very fluffy dad charles, like tooth rotting

a/n: i really needed this after the past few days i’ve been having, so this is self indulgent for sure

Amelia had her head on your shoulder as you weaved your way through the crowds to reach Charles before he was whisked off for media duties. He’d come in second at the grand prix today, and the two of you couldn’t have been any prouder especially after how the season started for him.

“Papa?”

You smiled softly kissing the 4 year olds cheek gently, her eyes looking around for her favourite person

“Almost there petit fleur, we’re almost there..”

The two of you walked down towards the motorhomes and over to ferrari’s hospitality, once the two of you had made it safely, Charles was waiting where he usually was, towards the back offices.

“Bonjour mes bébés!”

At the sound of Charles’s voice Amelia picked her head up and smiled happily

“Papa!!”

“Mon ange!!”

He responded with an enthusiasm to match his little girls, and man did the two of them ever look like twins. Charles took her from you gently and you smiled as she clung to him tightly, the Monégasque kissing her cheek a few times before sending you a smile, a pressing a kiss to your lips.

“You did so well baby, congratulations”

“Thank you amour, I think it was because my girls were here”

He kissed your forehead, wrapping his arm around your waist before walking with the two of you down towards the media pen. It was almost tradition to go anywhere together as a family, especially in the paddock on race weekends.

As the three of you arrived, Charles took you and Amelia behind where you’d be away from the journalists but could still see him, only when he went to pass Amelia back to you, she whined

“No papa, stay with you!”

You frowned knowing how hard it was for her to see him and then need to let him go again

“Bébé, papa will only be a little while”

Amelia shook her head, her bottom lip pouting as she tucked her head into Charles’s neck, soft little whimpers escaping her

“Want to stay, papa want to stay!”

Charles thought about it before nodding

“You want to come with papa and talk about the race?”

Moving her head to look at him Charles could have swore his heart burst at the anxious look in his daughters eyes, not because of the camera, but because she didn’t want to be anywhere but his arms.

“Yes please!”

Looking at you to check if it was okay you nodded and watched them walk out into the media pen, all eyes on the father-daughter duo. Thankfully today, Charles had Lissie interviewing him.

“Well this is a surprise, hello Charles and hello Amelia!”

Amelia waved shyly and Charles laughed, adjusting her on his hip so she could see better.

“I have a buddy for media today it seems”

“You do, quite a cute one too!”

Charles smiled before nudging Amelia

“What do you say bébé?”

The toddler smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder

“Thank you”

Lissie smiled just as brightly, the content too cute to handle as she dove into questions about the race, Amelia listening intently, just happy to be in her father’s arms and close to him.

As the interview began to close Lissie asked Charles if Amelia could answer a question, to which he nodded, the four year old now watching her with interest.

“So Amelia, I was wondering who is the best race car driver?”

Amelia was quiet before gently patting Charles’s chest

“Papa! He is the best! He can go ‘weally fast! He’s my ‘favowite”

For being four years old she’d always been so great with words, even if some were still hard to pronounce she gave it her all.

“You heard it here everyone, Amelia Leclerc’s favourite driver is her dad! Safe to say I think many would agree, Thank you Charles and thank you Amelia!”

Charles thanked Lissie before the pair weaved their way back towards you, your arms open and ready to pull then in for a tight hug.

“I’m so proud of you my superstars!”

Kissing both of them gently you all made your way back to get your things and get ready to leave the track. When the day started you definitely didn’t know it would end this way, seeing your baby girl so animated and happy in front of the cameras for the world to see.

You just knew it wouldn’t be the first or last time Amelia took the Formula One media pen by storm…turns out she was a fan favourite. But even then, she’d always be yours and Charles’s favourite too.

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darlingbabyboo · 10 months

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Hi, I’m mitsuyababygirl nice to meet you.

I just read your Fatherly Love and so sweet, I love it by the way.

I was wondering if you could do a request on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Nu7w6F-Ico0

like how would Mikey, Shinichiro, Izana and Draken, Mitsuya Takashi, Baji,Kazutora,reacting to that video I send you ?

Feel free to ignore this request if don’t to do the request, I will understand.

Why Can't I Marry Papa?

I'm in love with this request, the video was so cute! I split it up so this is Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji since they're Toman captains! I'll do the rest in another part. Reader is a woman.

Manjiro Sano

"We're getting a divorce."

"W-what." You're heard a lot of things during your marriage to Manjiro. After all the years you've been together, you like to think that you've gotten used to his ridiculous nature. Especially when it's so uncommon for him and sense to come together.

You never expected to hear something like this though. Never in a thousand years.

You drop your knife slowly on the countertop so you're not tempted to do anything irrational. You turn around and are met with your husband holding your sniffling daughter, Keina.

You look from your daughter to Manjiro to your daughter again and finally come to the realisation.

None of this makes sense.

Manjiro sighs, "I've found another woman!"

Your heart clenches. Tears begin to pool up in your eyes. This is your worst nightmare, Mikey, with all his looks and charisma and success, leaving you.

You swallow, trying to appear strong when all you want to do is collapse. "Who are you cheating on me with?" You're proud that you manage to let the words out at all, while on the inside you're screaming to get on your knees and beg him to stay.

Manjiro gives a heavy sigh like it's a chore to even begin trying to explain what's going on, like all of your years of marriage have meant nothing. He rocks Keina gently, "I'm sure this one can explain it to you."

What?

You give your daughter a strange look, what does that mean? Had your daughter witnessed Manjiro with another woman, is that why she's been dragged into this?

You take a deep breath and pray that your tears won't fall, "sweetie, do you have something to tell me?"

Keina rubs her eyes with her pudgy hands.

"I-i wanna marry Papa but I can't 'cause you're with Papa!" She buries her face into her father's neck, trying to hide the fact that tears are flowing down her face. She's failing, horribly.

You look at Manjiro, and he gives you a toothy grin. You release the tension in your shoulders at that. Your heart starts to calm down, now you're overcome with love at your small family.

"Sorry hun," He rocks Keina, "I gotta pick my little girl over you."

You play along, shaking your head in faux sadness, "well, that's depressing, but that's just how life is sometimes." You walk over to your little girl and remove your ring. Suddenly, her tears ceases. She removes her head from her father's neck and she reaches for the gold band with wide twinkling eyes.

At the last minute, you pull back and she juts out her bottom lip. Once again, tears start to pool her eyes.

"But why Mama!" She yells.

You hum, "are you sure you want your Papa," You tease as you shake your ring in front of your eyes, enjoying how her eyes follow it.

She nods eagerly, "I do! I really do! 's not fair that you have him!"

Manjiro grins, ego stroked, "look, Keina knows what kind of catch I am."

You roll your eyes at his words then look at Keina again, who tries to reach for the jewelry with her small hands. You hold it back, "what about Mama?"

"Mama...?" Not understanding where you're getting at, she stares.

"Yep!" You pop, "mama's the one that makes all your delicious food, which includes your favourites: dorayaki and taiyaki!" You had learned to make it for Manjiro, when you two weren't dating and you wanted to impress him. It's to your luck that your daughter adores the snack almost as much as her father.

Your girl's eyes pop and she whips her head to her father, "Papa! I wanna marry Mama!"

You laugh and place the ring back on your finger. You give Manjiro a victorious smile as he tilts his head back and groans as Keina pesters him for his ring.

"You monster, you've turned her against me." He groans.

You place your hands on your hips and roll your eyes, "not my fault she loves her mama so much." Pettily you add, "guess I'll be the one leaving you for another woman."

Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

Despite what it looks like, Ken is the more domestic one of you two. That's not to say he's the best at it (you've got the burned meals to prove it), but his shops closer to home and more often then not, he's the one taking care of you daughter while you're at work.

Over the years, he's improved dramatically, so you're surprised to see Manami and Ken crying in the living room.

Manami is more dramatic, loud cries that you heard as soon as you opened the door (which means that, surely, your neighbours are going to have something to complain about later) but Ken's tears are less obvious, you only notice the small trail leaving his face as you get closer.

"What's the problem?" You question. Manami holds onto her father's leg, burying her face on his thigh. Ken looks up at you, like he hadn't heard the door open and your anxieties start to peak when you see how red his eye are.

"Yeah- um- no problem." Ken says, wiping away some of the tears on his face, which does nothing to make you feel better about the situation. "Don't worry at all."

"Of course I'm going to worry." You sit beside him on the couch, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on Manami's back, soothing both of them. "There's a lot of crying going on right now, what's wrong?"

Ken sniffs, and rubs his eyes again, "I think this one could explain what's going on." He nudges his daughter gently who lifts up her face and trembles.

You pick her up, and your daughter shakes in your hold. "Baby, tell me what's going on?"

"Y-you're married t-to Daddy a-and thas' not fair!" She says between hiccups of breath.

You crock your head to the side, confused what she might mean, "baby, why's it not fair?"

"I-i-i-" She gently rock her as her cries become more dramatic. Patiently, you wait for her to calm down a bit and speak again.

"I wanna marry Daddy!"

You blink, and when you confirm that she's being serious you restrain a laugh. So this is what your big strong husband was crying about, his little girl wanting to marry him.

"Do you...?" You murmur, moving her around so you can cradle her in one hand and hold Ken's hand in the other. "Okay, then we can share!"

She blinks, not understanding what you're talking about. You wipe away the snot and tears on her face. "You can have him today, but he's still my husband, so I get to take him back when I want him." You wiggle her and she giggles in your hold, her sad mood seemingly vanishing.

You take off your ring and place them on her pudgy fingers, you have to place them on thumb so it doesn't fall off. She looks at the ring in wonder. While she's preoccupied, you turn to your husband, who's buried his head in your shoulders.

"So, turns out you're a big softie." You tease. "Couldn't handle that your little girl loved you so much she wanted to marry you?"

"Don't bully me." Ken mumbles, "I couldn't deal with her, she's just too adorable."

You stroke his thigh, "my big softie." You place a kiss on his forehead, "my wonderful big softie."

Takashi Mitsuya

It's not unusual to hear cries from your daughter's room. After starting kindergarten, she's been introduced to this new world and and she's still adjusting being thrown into it. It is strange to hear them when your husband is in the nursery with her. Your husband's great with children (years of domestic work with Luna and Mana had allowed him to ease into being a father easily). It's no secret how much of a daddy's girl your sweet daughter is.

You drop the laundry basket on yours and your husband's bed and hesitantly walk towards the nursery, unsure of what you might find.

"Takashi...is everything okay?" You question as you start to open the door. You expected a lot of things, but not to see your husband holding back a smile.

You raise an eyebrow as your husband motions you to him. He wraps an arm around your waist and you lay your head on his shoulder.

"What's-" The problem you want to ask, but Takashi has already pressed a finger to your lips and mouths the word watch.

With confused eyes, you watch as Takashi gently rocks your daughter's crib. "Hatsuko, do you want to tell Mommy what's wrong?"

Hatsuko sniffles, "no! I don't want to be a bad daughter."

"You won't be," Takashi says softly, "trust me, you'd never be a bad daughter. Mommy's gonna like what you said."

"Yeah," You're not sure what's going on, but you'd never be angry at your precious daughter. "Mommy really wants to know what you said, could you tell me?" Your curiosity is also peaked.

She looks at you, trying to compose herself, blinking away her tears and rubbing away the ones that have fallen down her face. You wait patiently, as she finally puts herself together.

"I wanna marry Daddy." She whispers, sinking into herself like she's sorry for saying it. The tears start to pool up in her eyes again, you feel bad for finding the situation so adorable. She's obviously distressed about her desires, but you think that it's so heartwarming how genuine and innocent her desires are.

You look at your husband, who was the same love filled look in his eyes.

"Daddy says that since he's married to you, he can't be married to me." Your daughter continues to explain, "I'm sorry Mommy, I don't want to be a bad person, 'm a bad daughter."

"It's okay honey." You reach over and pat her head, "you're not a bad person. In fact-" You remove your wedding ring, "you can be married to Daddy, give me your hand." She reaches her hand out and you place it on her ring finger. She looks at the band in awe.

Her eyes glow, "thank you Mommy!" She cheers.

"No problem." You say, wide smile on your face, "now why don't you go back to bed honey?"

She nods eagerly and Takashi moves so that he can tuck her in properly.

"Daddy, we're married." She whispers to him, waving the ring in front of him. Takashi smiles, and places a kiss on her ring finger and Hatsuko's forehead.

"I know, I'm so happy baby."

You both watch as she loses her fight with sleep, and curls in her crib.

"Can't believe you're gave me away so easily." Takashi teases. You smile, going towards him and wrapping your hands around his neck, his around your waist. You place a kiss on his lips, filled with so much love that you don't know how you're meant to function.

"Can't resist my babygirl." You defend, "besides, like you don't want to be married to our little angel."

He looks at the little angel in question, who's now softly snoring. He smiles, "definitely." He turns to you, so close that your noses brush against each other. "I'm so happy for what we have."

Definitely. You nod, sinking deeper into his arms.

Keisuke Baji

"So you're married to Mama?"

"Yep."

"For how long?"

"Since before you were born."

"And you're going to be married forever?"

"Of course we are."

"So you're never going to get married again?"

"Nope."

"And you can't be married to anyone else?"

"Nope."

"And you don't want to be."

"Definitely not."

"But what about me!"

"Um- what?" Keisuke pauses playing with his cats, which lets you know that this is a serious situation. Almost nothing could tear him apart from his precious pets.

Chieko crosses her arms, her determined face weakened from how adorable she looks.

"What about me Papa!" She protests, "won't you marry me!"

You hold in your laugh at the conflicted look on Keisuke's face. You'd expected something like this, over the past couple of days, you've seen how your daughter's eyes would linger on the band on your finger. She's definitely been asking more questions about marriage lately.

When preparing for parenthood, you had also heard about this phenomena, children wanting to get married to their fathers when they're too young to truly understand concept of marriage, only that it happens between two people in love.

Keisuke looks like he doesn't understand how to handle the situation, dealing with an entire division of delinquents in a fight, sure, that's reasonable, but saying no to his little girl never.

He looks at you for assistance, but you only respond with a smile, holding up your phone and recording the scene. This is pure gold.

Your daughter's eyes start to well up with tears, "Papa answer me! This isn't fair!"

"Well, it doesn't really work like that..." He scratches the back of his neck.

"Why not!"

"Um..."

And that's how you end up with an amazing video to show of your husband trying to explain marriage to your blubbering daughter, something that you definitely use on her wedding day.

Bonus

"Dad! I was four!"

"Nope, you said you were going to marry me and I'm finally saying yes!"

"Dad, would it kill you to get along with my boyfriend!"

"I think it would."

"Mom stop recording and stop dad"

"Sorry hun, this is just too good!"

"You're all crazy!"

Sorry for responding this so late! Some of these sound the same to me. I'll do better with variety when I drop part 2!

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devoutekuna · 5 days

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First gifts

Includes- Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Geto

Sukuna-

He doesn't care for gifts, he doesn't even think they're necessary. Sat at the dining table messing around with your daughter's lips as you wiped the reminisce of milk off them. "Here" motioning towards his son, a fat limb from a turkey sat Infront of you. "What's this for?" Knowing that you couldn't eat all of that, nor your baby. "A gift, for him" a whole turkey leg for his son who couldn't even eat food yet?

"He can't eat food Ryo" sighing in defeat as you pushed it back. "So what does it want then?" Practically ordering you to tell him, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

"Get him something he can wear Ryo." Motioning to the new clothes he needed since he grew so fast.

Nanami-

He makes it an effort to work overtime so that he could save up for the gift he wanted. Wanting to buy his daughter a crochet clothes.

Sat on the bed as you tried to burp your baby, seeing your husband walk in with a new hat which he recently brought made a smile appear on your face. "I wonder who that's for" smirking at him as he sat beside you, making the bed dip down a bit. "For my daughter" face peeking out from behind your arms as he put it on her, pushing it down so it didn't slip off. Handing you the small socks which could be out on later. Giggles heard from her mouth as she toyed with it, hands trying to rip it off her head, she always wanted to put something new in her mouth.

Geto-

Geto has been planning building blocks and blanket designs for a few months, you had always been craving physical touch during your pregnancy, always sleeping next to him as you had the blanket wrapped around your bodies.

Sitting next to his baby girl as she babbled on about something, toying with his robes and the blanket, I was starting to get on his nerves. "Do you want something to play with sweetheart?" Noticing the words coming out of her father's mouth but not knowing what he said she impulsively nodded. Taking out a few blocks with letters on one side and shapes on the other from the bag beside him. "Here" handing them towards her, already trying to stuff them in her mouth, before throwing it at him when she realized she couldn't. Sighing in response, nothing would ever satisfy such a spoiled girl. She must've gotten it from you.

Handing her the blanket which spelt her name and had different patterns on it, the main one being a patchwork. "How about this?" Eyes shining up as she saw it, her favourite characters underlining the bottom of it. Pointing to them. Trying to say the words 'papa' but nothing came out other than weird noises she made. "You like that?" It was clear that she liked it, already falling backwards onto the plush pillow.

Gojo-

He take such pride in himself, knowing he's the strongest and bragging about it every time his name is mentioned, so when he saw his beautiful baby boy for the first time, of course he had to give him something, your gift was the fact that you had a child now, that's what he said as he joked with you, till he saw your reaction, of course he was joking with you as he handed you your proper gift straight after. When it came to giving his son his first gift, he pulled out a plushie from his back, squeezing it in his face. White hair matching your son and him, matching dark blue uniform and a black blindfold, and probably bright blue eyes hidden underneath. You can guess who it is from the looks. "It's a plushie of me!" Seeing the disgust in your eyes as he displayed it, "In case he misses me whilst I'm away" trying to defend his actions as he placed it in the cot with him, fortunately he was sleeping or else he would've been crying from the mini Gojo.

Toji-

He hadn't planned a gift yet since he didn't think it was necessary. He was naturally warmer than everyone else, so whenever it was cold in the apartment you always snuggled up to him, laying on his warm body as you slept, glancing over at his baby, fully awake as she tried to twist and turn in the swaddle, noticing how cold it would be for a baby in here, he threw his clean zip up on him, he wanted to hold her and comfort her but was too scared that he'd crush her with his strength, opting for the safer version in his mind as he made sure it was tucked in.

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russellsppttemplates · 2 months

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hi, hope u have a nice week ahead!!

could u write a charles leclerc x reader where theyʼre super close with one of their friends, and that friend has a baby, and charles and reader are SO protective of the baby and they get asked to be their godparents and its all fluffy?? tysm tysm!!

Note: thank you 🫶 hope you have a lovely week too!

"I can take Marta for her appointment", you offered as the boys seemed to be discussing some plans but an appointment was proving to get in the way, "you don't mind?", Riccardo asked.

"I don't, and if it's fine with you and her, I'm fine too - isn't she doing the glucose test? They just make her chug a sugary juice and then she has to wait it out to check for gestational diabetes - good company is always nice for those", you added.

"I owe you one, Y/N", Riccardo said after Marta said she didn't mind going with you instead of him, "yes, you do!".

"Hey little angel", Charles said as he held the first baby of his friend group in his arms, smiling at her chubby cheeks, "you have such a cutie face, don't you?", he cooed, "Oh, there comes the nurse, and from what I heard she's coming to give you some medicine, but it's okay, I'm going to let you get to your papa again so he can cuddle you after", he smiled.

"She's so cute", you cooed to Charles as you let the medical staff do what they needed to do, "she is", Charles kissed your forehead.

"They're all being really loud, aren't they?", you cooed at the three week old baby on your arms, "you'll learn in due time that it is always like this - so much excitement, fun and joy, and now that you're here, even more", you caressed her soft cheek with your finger, "another thing is that there are so many of us you'll always have someone to protect you, to take care of you, to defend you when your mama and papa say you gave them a hard night - I'll always be in your corner, petite fleur", you kissed her forehead.

"That I don't doubt", Marta said as she stepped inside the nursery, "didn't mean to spook you, but I needed to pump some milk out", she said as she sat down on her big comfy chair, turning the pumps on, "if you want to hold her that's fine - I just took her here because she was fussing, I figured it was from the noise", you explained.

"She looks perfectly content on your arms, I'll get my cuddles later", she smiled, seeing how gentle you were with her, recalling the conversation she had with Riccardo just the night before about who should be their little girl's godparents.

"Come here, little angel, uncle Charles has got you", Charles said as he held the little girl, kissing her cheek multiple times and adjusting the hat on her head so the sun wouldn't bother her eyes before he reapplied her suncream, "can't have my favourite princess looking like a little lobster, can I?", Charles spoke to her, getting a few giggles out of her.

"We actually wanted to talk to you two", Marta began, "we never know what life throws at us, and we want to make sure if something unexpected happens, our daughter is in good hands", she added, "We would love for you two to be her godparents", Riccardo wondered.

"Really? Absolutely, guys!", Charles said, kissing his now goddaughter's cheeks again before setting her on your lap so he could hug your friends while the little girl fiddled with the charms on your necklace, "are you happy, baby? Happy happy happy!", you cheered, kissing her chubby hands as she palmed your face.

"Thank you, it's such an honour", you said to Marta and Riccardo.

"We wouldn't trust anyone else - the way you are with her, the way you love her, everything", they smiled.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

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copias-girl · 1 year

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Lenten Sacrifice

Antichrist Popia x Catholic Reader

A/N: So Ash Wednesday was on Feb. 22 to mark the start of Lent, and instead of solemnly repenting, I was thinking of this. Since I’m on my way to hell, does anyone wanna tag along? <3

•♥︎𖤐₆⁶₆𖤐♥︎•

You’d just gotten back from Ash Wednesday mass, strolling through the grand halls of the ministry until you reached your beloved’s papal suite.

Upon opening the large door, you were met with the graceful sight of Copia, sitting on the sofa, waiting for you with a predatory glint in those dichromatic eyes. He wore his black ruffled blouse; the fitted leather vest that he wore on top was embroidered ornately in gold.

“Papa.” You greeted the man, a shyness suddenly coming over you.

Copia remained silent, instead just rising to his feet and adjusting his gloves while he pierced you with his sharp gaze.

You swallowed nervously, intimidated by the man you called your lover. You found yourself taking a small step backwards as your Papa slowly stalked towards you, only halting his steps once he was right in front of you.

He looked you over, huffing out an amused little scoff at the ashes on your forehead.

“No kiss for Papa?” Copia prompted you, and you immediately closed the gap between you, reaching up to rest your hands on his shoulders as you eagerly kissed him.

Copia’s arms were snaking around your waist as he forcefully deepened the kiss, letting out an obscene moan that you hungrily swallowed.

He loved the way your kisses would sting at his lips and tongue after you’d taken holy communion. His cock hardened at the way your fingertips would burn his skin after you’d dipped them in holy water.

It was gravely unconventional, a good little Catholic girl like you dating the Antichrist. Copia’s congregation found it strange, and if your mother ever found out, surely she’d be planning your funeral. But love doesn’t discriminate; and you truly did love each other.

Suddenly, your Papa pulled away, panting as a glistening saliva string still connected you. Lust swirled heavily in Copia’s eyes as he studied you while he caught his breath. These singeing, after-mass kisses never failed to rile him up, the bit of pain mixing with the pleasure to create something even more maddening. Your Papa was such a dirty old man, relishing in the taboo aspect of your relationship; getting a thrill out of the fact that he was corrupting such an innocent little thing like you. Reveling in the fact that he, the Antichrist, had taken your precious virginity and continued to ravish you every day that you visited him at his unholy ministry. Copia delighted in the thought that your family and your church would be absolutely appalled to find out that you were dating a man who was a whole lifetime older than you; and the Antichrist nonetheless. He was everything you had been warned about, and yet you took a big bite out of the forbidden fruit, the decadent juices dripping down your chin.

“Tell Papa, Dolcezza, what did you give up?” Copia asked.

“Wh-what?” You squeaked, a hot blush painting your cheeks as you gazed up at him.

“What did you give up, hm? Cioccolato?” He smirked condescendingly.

“Y-yes…” You cast your gaze down in chagrin, feeling silly.

“Ahh, you give up cioccolato for your god like a good little girl, yet you come here and suck the Antichrist’s cock every day.” Copia chuckled, causing your cheeks to burn in shame.

“I-!” You tried to protest, but your voice died in your throat as you realized you had no rebuttal.

“I wonder what your god would think about that, eh?” Copia growled, eyes glinting with dangerous mischief.

Before you could muster up a reply, the man turned on his heel, plucking something off the table, tearing the wrapper, and holding it up to you.

Your eyes widened as you stared at it. Damn it, pink chocolate. Your favourite.

Your uncertain eyes nervously flicked up to your Papa’s.

“Go ahead, little one. Take a bite.” Copia’s voice was eerily calm, almost verging on passive aggressive. When you made no move to obey him, the man clenched his jaw.

“Dolcezza, do you love Papa?” He asked, feigning hurt.

“Of course I do, Papa!” You cried, desperately reaching for him, upset that he’d think any differently.

“Then take a bite, Topolina mia.” He insisted. “Be a good girl and break your Lenten sacrifice for me, si?” A smirk was playing on Copia’s painted features as he taunted you.

Conflicted and guilt-ridden, your wide doe eyes stared into his half-lidded ones until you eventually nodded hesitantly. A small, barely-there little nod.

Eyes glimmering with delight, your Papa held the pink chocolate bar up to your lips once more, satisfied when you timidly leaned in and took a bite.

“Ah, what a good girl for Papa.” The man purred, discarding the chocolate onto the coffee table. He didn’t ask you to eat more, didn’t demand you to finish the entire bar, he just wanted you to take one bite. And somehow, that was even more despicable, because he made you eat just enough to have you breaking your sacrifice for him.

But who were you fooling? You’d do anything for your Papa, anything at all. He had bewitched you, and you were his willing victim.

What you didn’t know, however, was that Copia felt the exact same way about you. You were pretty clueless to the fact that you had the mighty Antichrist under your spell, all wrapped around your little finger.

Copia leaned in and gave you a kiss, humming at the taste of the creamy ruby chocolate on your sweet lips as you needily kissed him back.

“Such a naughty little thing, you are. Playing both sides likes this.” He teased you as you squeaked out pitiful protests, trying to tell him that no, you were good, you were a good Catholic girl. But how could you be, when you were with this man? You felt oh so dizzy; dizzy from his sinful kisses and dizzy from trying to justify your actions.

You gently bit Copia’s lip as he deepened the kiss, your tongues swirling together passionately as you helplessly melted into him, running your fingers through his luscious grey hair. You whimpered into his mouth when you felt his long, thick, hard cock straining against the corset of his pants and grinding into you; all while his gloved hands wandered lower, reaching under your short, frilly dress and grabbing two handfuls of your ass.

Before you knew it, you were being dragged into the Antichrist’s luxurious bedroom and forced into your knees.

“Fucking tease.” Copia growled, unlacing his pants with skilled gloved fingers. He pulled his heavy cock out, already reddened and weeping considerably as he ordered you to open your pretty mouth.

He didn’t give you any warning before he shoved his length past your lips, grabbing a fistful of your hair and beginning to fuck your face at a brutal pace.

You moaned in surprise, gagging on his cock as tears immediately began welling in your eyes. You did your best to take all of his impressive length, choking and coughing when the sensitive head of his cock hit the back of your throat over and over again. Your sounds were music to Copia’s ears, only spurring him on further.

“Do you go to confession after sucking Papa’s cock, Dolcezza?” Copia chuckled cruelly. “Do you get on your knees and pray for forgiveness? I only- fuck- I only want you to get on your knees for me.” He hissed, gazing at the ashy cross on your forehead as he continued to thrust roughly into your mouth.

You squealed out a humiliated moan around his cock, tears spilling onto your flushed cheeks as you stared up at him with bleary eyes, bracing your hands on his muscular thighs.

“You belong to Papa, little one. No other god, just me.” Copia snarled.

“You understand, si?” Using his grip on your hair, he pulled you off his cock so you could answer, satisfied when you only nodded rapidly while coughing and gasping for air. Barely giving you a break, Copia forced his cock back into your mouth as soon as he got your affirmation. Your Papa could be so merciless sometimes, but that was just one of the many exciting things you loved about him.

Gripping the sides of your head and continuing to fuck your throat, Copia growled out obscene moans, panting heavily. Shoving his length as far in as it would go, he held you there for a few moments, gurgling and sputtering around his girth while your nose pressed into his happy trail.

“That’s it, Dolce. My sweet girl.” The man shuddered breathlessly, seeing stars from the way your tight throat spasmed with each dry heave.

You suctioned your mouth around him, wanting to give your Papa as much pleasure as you could. He let out a loud, broken moan at that, beginning to thrust roughly once again.

“You suck my cock so well, oh- my good little slut!” He moaned, hips beginning to stutter as he neared his end.

You were fully crying on his cock now as you took everything he was giving you, his addictive praise causing your heart to flutter.

“Fuck! Oh, this sinful little mouth of yours! Dolce, I’m-!”

With a loud groan, Copia pulled out of your mouth and blew his load all over your face. Thick white ropes of hot, sticky cum painted you; dripping down your flushed, tear stained cheeks, your swollen lips, and even on the cross on your forehead. His big cock twitched as he came; and the man never failed to astonish you with how much he could give you, just cumming and cumming and cumming until he was finally spent.

You must have looked a mess, with cum and drool shining on your flushed and swollen lips, your thick lashes wet with crystalline teardrops. Copia smirked at the sight of you, smearing his unholy cum into the ash on your forehead.

“You pervert.” You pouted as he destroyed your holy marking. “And you got cum on my church dress too.”

Your Papa grabbed your upper arm and hauled you to your feet. “Oh? My little cockslut is worried about her church dress, eh? Her slutty little church dress?” He cooed, stroking a gentle finger across your cheek. “Look how fucking short it is. I’m surprised they even let you into that place wearing this.” He growled, causing you to shiver.

“I-it’s not slutty, you’re just a dirty old man who sees it that way.” You sniffed pitifully, egging him on.

“You call your Papa a dirty old man?” Copia echoed in exaggerated disbelief. “Is that what you think of me, Dolcezza?”

You only nodded, still pouting cutely as you licked some cum off your face, wiping away the rest with your sleeve.

“Well, what does that say about you, eh? You’re a little Catholic girl who loves fucking dirty old men.” Your eyes widened as he turned your quip around on you like a goddamn Uno reverse card. “You’re supposed to be a good little virgin, yet you spread your legs for a dirty old man every day and let him do what he pleases with you.”

“Papa!” You whined, clutching the fabric of his sleeves as you shamefully buried your face in his chest. You loved teasing each other; you loved it when Copia put you in your place. The shame only made your pussy wetter.

Copia didn’t waste any time in shoving you down onto his plush bed, planting a firm hand on your upper back and pushing you into the comforter when you tried to get up. He lifted your dress up over your ass, unceremoniously tearing your sinfully small panties down and off your legs. With a hand on each side of your ass, he stared directly at your pussy, which was dripping with an embarrassingly large amount of slick.

“Principessa, tu sei così bagnata.” Copia gasped, exaggerating his shock just to tease you. “Tell me, Dolce, if you are such a good little Catholic girl, why is your pussy so wet, eh?”

You now willingly buried your face in the bed to hide your shame. “P-Papa please…” You whimpered.

“What would your priest say, hm? If he could see you right now? Soaking wet and begging for the Antichrist’s cock like a whore.” Copia growled, cracking a sharp slap onto your ass and causing you to cry out.

You felt ashamed; what would your priest think? He would obviously be horrified and oh so disappointed in you.

“Does he know you’ve even let me sodomize you?” Copia taunted you with a condescending smirk. “Have you told him that during confession, Tesoro? That I’ve taken your virginity everywhere?”

“N-no!” You squealed, closing your eyes, pussy involuntarily clenching around nothing. You hoped that the wicked man didn’t see, but of course he did; nothing ever slipped by him.

“Ahh, do you like the thought of that, Principessa? Perhaps you should tell him what a naughty little thing you are. How you’ve given yourself to the very beast you were warned against.” Copia purred into your ear, voice dripping with lust. It always seemed as though his accent got thicker when he was aroused.

His fingertips trailed along your glistening slit, teasing just the opening of your pussy and pulling a high pitched gasp from you as he gathered your sticky juices. He pulled his hand away, licking his painted lips and watching as it webbed between his gloved fingers. He flipped you onto your back with one hand while he sucked your wetness off his digits, his intense eyes boring into yours as he did so. You cried helplessly at the sight, feeling an indescribable ache in your core.

After licking every last drop of your arousal off his gloves, your Papa forced your legs apart and, without warning, shoved his face between your thighs, his tongue immediately licking a hot stripe up your pussy and swirling around your clit before giving it a hard suck.

You screamed out at the intense pleasure, your fingers tangling in his soft hair, trying to somehow ground yourself. Copia’s grip tightened on your hips as your thighs closed around your head, grinding right onto his face. Your Papa never failed to make you feel like you were free-falling in the best way possible.

“So pink and tight. So wet for me.” He murmured before licking into you feverishly, slurping up your sweet nectar like a starving man. Your little mewls, yelps, and moans only spurred him on until you were writhing and whining in a pleasure-crazed frenzy.

Copia stopped just short of you cumming, leaving you desperately pleading for more. But within a second, he was ripping your dress off, roughly slinging your legs over his shoulders, and stuffing his thick cock inside your tight heat. He didn’t give you any time to adjust to his size, immediately beginning to fuck into you in an almost animalistic manner, hard and fast and merciless.

“Oh! Papa!” You felt like the wind was behind knocked out of your lungs with each of his deep thrusts, causing your eyes to roll back as he stretched you and filled you up so perfectly.

In this position, Copia’s big cock reached so deeply inside you that you swore you could feel him in your stomach. He precisely hit every pleasure spot inside you, the head of his cock slamming against your cervix as he muttered out strings of Italian curses.

You were utterly in awe as you gazed up at the man; his mouth hanging open, a few locks of grey hair falling into his face, and panting heavily as he used you as his fuckdoll.

“Take it! Take it! That’s it, Dolce, take my cock!” Copia growled, his gifted eye gleaming dangerously. It almost frightened you, the way it would practically glow in situations like this; but that little bit of fear only served to make you wetter. The grip he had on your hips was sure to leave bruises as he relentlessly fucked into you over and over again, showing you no mercy as tears rolled down your hot cheeks.

“Are you- fuck- are you my good little Catholic cumslut?” Your Papa moaned, trailing a finger across your lower lip.

“Yes, Papa! Aah-! Yesyesyes!” You gasped, lovingly nipping at his finger when it dipped into your mouth.

“That’s right. That’s fucking right, Dolce.” Copia snarled, his hand then trailing down to pinch at your nipples, causing you to arch your back off the bed, your legs tightening around the man.

You wept with pleasure, incoherently babbling and squeaking as you reached up to thread your fingers through Copia’s hair once more, pulling him down into a desperate kiss, all teeth and tongues and broken moans. Every time you were intimate with him, you were absolutely astonished at how hard this old man could fuck you. His thrusts were brutally relentless, taking your breath away; and before you knew it, you were about to tip over the edge.

“P-Papa, I’m-! Y-you’re gonna make me-” Your little voice almost sounded alarmed, helpless, as if you didn’t know what to do.

“Cum for Papa, little one, cum all over my fucking cock.” He hissed, sucking a dark hickey into your neck as his fingers found your clit, rubbing tight circles over the sensitive little bud.

With a piercingly high pitched moan, your orgasm came crashing over you like a ton of bricks. You wailed your Papa’s name over and over again, pussy fluttering and spasming around his thick length as your grip tightened almost painfully in his hair.

You convulsed under him, nearly feeling your soul leave your body as you just kept cumming and cumming; your pleasure so intense that you even squirted for him.

“Goddammit!” Copia cursed as he pulled out, giving himself a couple quick strokes before he was spilling his hot cum all over your pussy, grinding the sensitive head of his cock right into your clit, causing your eyes to cross and roll back as you moaned desperately.

It was all too much, the sight of your Papa shuddering and gasping as he stared at his seed painting your pussy and mixing with your own juices that were oozing out of you. You whined and mewled from oversensitivity, your legs falling open as your body went completely limp. Copia collapsed on top of you once he was finished, letting out a heavy sigh and wrapping his arms around you. Feeling his full weight on top of you was so comforting, especially as the post-orgasmic euphoria washed over the both of you like gentle ocean waves.

When you’d finally regained most of your senses, you were giving the man a gentle shove, and he rolled off you with a groan.

“Stay here.” You pecked his lips, limping into the living room, completely bare and dripping with your mixed cum.

When you returned, you found your Papa shirtless as he lay against the headboard, his blouse and vest discarded onto the floor, the corset of his rat-bitten pants still undone.

Your gaze swept over his beautiful form; his tousled grey hair, the 666 marking on his chest, the delicious little happy trail peeking out from his pants.

“Che ti preso?” He enquired curiously, but a mischievous smirk spread across his face as soon as you held up the chocolate bar and hopped back on the bed.

You bent down, kissing along his happy trail, his tummy, up his chest. You swiped your tongue over the mark on his chest, causing the man to exhale shakily.

Snuggling into Copia’s side and hooking your leg over his, you took a bite of the creamy chocolate, holding the bar up to his lips so he could have some too.

“I love you, you devil.” You giggled, placing gentle kisses along his jawline.

“Mm, ti amo così tanto, my little angel. Più di tutto in nel mondo.” Papa hummed dreamily, putting an arm around you and holding you oh so close as he gazed at you wondrously, his mismatched eyes sparkling with nothing but love.

Who knew the Antichrist was such a hopeless romantic? You sighed happily as the man leaned in to capture your lips in a kiss, simply unable to get enough of you.

The two of you remained in bed for the rest of the evening, sharing pink chocolate kisses and relishing in your sweet forbidden love.

𐕣𖤐 end <3 𖤐𐕣

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emeritus-fuckers · 8 months

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How would the Papas react to SO asking them to lay on them? Like in a non sexual way?

Hope you like this, I kind of themed it wiht an autumn vibe as it's windy, cold and rainy as I write this! :) - Nyx

Papas laying on their darling in a non-sexual way

Primo

You are both curled up on the sofa together sipping tea, the wind and rain lashing against the window a blanket over you both.

You shiver a little and think now would be a good time to ask. You've been wanting to ask him for a while but never found the right moment.

"Sounds lovely tesoro come here" He smiles warmly, and you wonder why you were nervous about asking in the first place.

He lies down as asked and lets out a contented sigh. "Is that better for you?"

He's happy to see you comfortable and relaxed. He rests his head on your chest and starts to drift off slightly, you pull the blanket back over the both of you.

Secondo

You havn't been together that long at this point. So as you start your question you begin to stutter under his intense gaze.

He keeps the stern stare for a moment before it drops into a bemused loving smile.

"I've never had such a request before, but I am more than happy to oblige."

He takes it seriously, more so than you expected, he just wants you to be happy and feel good.

He constantly checks to make sure you are comfortable and okay. He also enjoys the closeness of it.

Terzo

Terzo has just taken you out for the nicest meal at his favourite restuarant. As you get to his rooms you are greeted by a crackling fire. He walks straight over to it and warms his hands.

"Your Papa is freezing" he says with a little grin "can you help him?"

You know he's trying his luck to get you into bed but now feels like the right time to ask. You are both exhuasted after busy days.

"Of course we can... I understand you want to be close to me, you are only human after all amore"

He knows you don't mean in a sexual way, he can tell by how you asked but he still gives you a little flirty wink as he holds his arms out for you. He finds it really intimate. He's so happy to have someone that wants to be close with him like this. Someone who is with him for more than just lust.

Copia

You have just finished carving pumpkins together and Copia proudly places them out.

He comes back and pulls you to him grinning "This is going to be the best halloween ever! I get to spend it with you!"

He asks you what you would like to do for the rest of the evening and you tell him. He immediatly understands, his face lighting up.

"Sì sì of course amore! I hope you can do the same for me sometime soon eh?" He just totally gets it, he always wanted to ask something similar.

He is happy to lie there as long as you want, both of you content. You both at some point try and play a video game like this.

Old Nihil

He's gazing at you lovingly while nursing a mug of pumpkin spiced latte (cooled down with plenty of milk).

You ask him and he just keeps gazing so you ask again louder.

He grins, properly grins and gathers you up his arms. He's just so happy to see you happy so he will do whatever you.

You giggle as he asks if you are okay when it's him that sounds like he is having trouble lying down in the first place.

But once you are both comfortable Nihil declares its one of the best afternoons he's ever had. Just you and him together and happy. He lovingly plays with your hair as you lay there.

Young Nihil

"You want me to do what now babe?" He laughs a little but it's lovingly. He thinks you are so cute.

"I mean sure honey why not" He picks you up and carries you to the bed throwing you down.

"Normally I'd do something else with you right now, but if this makes you happy that's all I care about."

As you both lie there he tells you about all his plans for his songs. About the best times he had playing in the band. How he hopes one day his songs will be sung by thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of people.

He places soft loving kisses on your cheeks. Then he buries his face in the crook of your neck "I love you" he sighs happily.

Written by Nyx

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Desires (Male Yan!Chief of Police x GN!Reader)

Masterlist

Grim Ludenhart x reader

Word count: 3.5K

Synopsis: 4 times where your husband gets cockblocked, and the 1 time where he can finally let out all of frustrations onto his loving partner.

WARNINGS: MDNI. Suggestive themes, slight aggression towards reader at the end, reader referred to as ‘’Pa’’ and ‘’papa’’ by kids (short for parent.), lots of cockblocking.

1- Boss.

The sun shines bright as Grim wakes up to the best view. You. The parent to his children, the beauty he's been married to for 7 years, the one person he's ever loved, the one who took all of his firsts, the person he'd ever allow to see him for who he really is.

Every morning he wakes up with his darling next to him gives him more of a reason to live as long as he could. Grim's arms hadn't moved since last night's cuddle session, his grip was as strong as iron -- afraid his love might be taken away from him as he slumbers.

Nonetheless, Grim pulled his spouse closer to him, curling into them he buried his head onto their neck. Now this was his favourite part, he always runs a little too hot at night, so sometimes you'd end up really sweaty and the next morning you'd smell really musky, your natural scent would peek out from all your body washes and spray-on scents. And so, he breathes your scent in deeply, inflating his lungs with so much of your mind-numbing smell that it hurts.

Your lovely husband sees the opportunity to wake you up to a wonderful surprise when he feels a certain appendage of his twitch to life. Grim licks long stripes slowly and sensually up your neck, one of his hands slowly makes its way down to your crotch, the other stays gripping at your waist. Grim breaths heavily, whimpering when you subconsciously grind your ass on his waiting dick.

Grim has no clue what ended up waking you, maybe his licking, his whining, or maybe his hard on did it for you. You woke up with a moan and a stretch, but of course you can never have peace in the morning and you feel a hand shove itself inside your underwear, playing with you. "Ah- D-don't you think i-it's too early for this..?" You look back at your lovesick husband, his eyes full of love and lust.

Grim chest rumbled with a low growl, he smirks as he takes back his hands to flip you to your back and pin you down. Grim straddles your lap, grinding softly to make a point of his arousal. "It's never too early baby~ I love you so much I got hard just by smelling you. You-" What both you didn't expect was for Grim's phone to ring loudly. Interrupting his lust-filled rant. He tsked and went to check who it was, getting off your lap and off to the side of you guys' massive bed.

Grim cusses, he could only wish it was someone unimportant but no, it was the commander. If he didn't answer that phone they'd assume he was in danger. (Happened before, and it was because of your allure, he couldn't think of getting off you and you two got caught in the middle of it. You've both moved on it's been years since but Grim definitely learnt his lesson.) Grim picked the phone up, sitting on the edge of the bed he held his head in his hand as he answered with the other.

By the time he finally got off the call you already completed your morning routine and woke your kids up for school. So Grim dealt with it in the shower.

2- Kid one: Red Ludenhart.

It was 8 AM, an hour before he had to leave for work, and Grim saw the kids drive off in one of Grim's cars with their driver from the window. Now was his opportunity, get back what he lost. Grim still has the chance to make this day a good day after all! Grim sauntered over to the living room, you were sat on the couch with the tv showing one of those shows you like to binge watch. Grim smirked, his chance to get relief right there, unknowing to the predator hunting them down.

Grim approached the couch from the back, bending down he wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your neck yet again, he breathed in, ah you showered... It's okay you still make him unbelievably horny nonetheless. "Kids are gone, got about an hour before I leave for work, and you're a spoiled housespouse... Maybe we could have some fun, before anything else interrupts us..."

His breath fans onto your ears, you can feel yourself get aroused by his voice, and the way his muscular arms wrap around you possessively, he always manages to turn you on, it comes easy to him, like flipping a light switch. You tilted your head towards Grim, his face was flushed with lust, his eyes greedy with need, you could almost feel his appendage through the couch.

You grin, placing a hand on his jaw you lean into him, kissing him– progressing the kiss from a cute short kiss to a long passionate makeout where most of Grim had made its way onto the couch, laying you down he straddled you yet again, your hands circle around his neck, playing with his hair and tugging at it to hear his delicious voice moan out for you.. His hands slip under your shirt, grabbing at all parts of your torso while the other one wanders down, it slides under you, grabbing a handful of your ass.

You two separate, a string of saliva connecting the two of you together, you chuckled airly at his mind blown expression, you run your hands down to his chest, to his pecs, and right under his shirt, you slowly wrap your hands around his waist, giving him goosebumps from how intimate it felt. Grim laid his head on your chest, grinding down hard before stopping, eliciting a moan out of you. “Gods, I need this, you make me go crazy, and yet you’re the only one that calms me down. I fucking adore you, darling.” You blushed, nuzzling softly into his hair.

You pull your hands away from Grim’s waist, a whine of desperation leaves him, but he doesn’t need to worry, because your hands immediately set their sights to his round ass, the years of dedicated workouts made his bottom extremely plump and round, something you personally liked.

You exhaled softly into his hair, you loved it when you both were this soft in the morning. “I think you deserve a reward for being so patient, Grimmie… Don’t you?” A little moan escaped the muscular man, just as he opened his mouth a loud “Dad! Pa! Where are you?!” sounded out from the house’s entrance, thankfully too far for your 12 year old to hear or see anything. “Grim! Get off me before he sees us!” A string of curses leave Grim as he reluctantly gets off his darling.

You got up as fast as you could, fixing yourself up, you looked back at the pouting 39 year old man sitting on the couch. “I’m gonna go see what Red needs, stay here and cover that up.” You looked pointedly at his crotch after saying the last part of your sentence. Grim of course does as you say, but he does not do it happily, he grumbles about how unlucky he is, complains that god is obviously against him today. What did he do to deserve this? This is worse than the times he got injured while on the job, he cannot handle being cockblocked this hard.

Grim’s patience starts to wear off, it’s been 15 minutes, time is slowly closing in on him and if he doesn’t get to fuck his spouse at least once this morning he is going to lose it. And then you and your eldest son come in, with a piece of paper and a blue ink pen in hand you give it over to Grim. “Red forgot his field trip slip here, spent a while looking for it, and now you need to sign it.” You looked upset, obviously just as sexually frustrated as Grim. Grim signed it, you already put in any other necessary details as well as your own signature, he immediately gave it over to Red.

“Dad why are you and Pa so mad, are you arguin-”

You sighed, “Red, honey, we’re fine and happy. We are just upset because you’re going to be late now, run back to the car, don’t want to sign another tardy slip...” Red flinched at the mention of a tardy slip and ran as fast as his tiny feet could.

Once sure that his kids’ car had driven off he grabbed at you, growling hard. “Come here we probably have time, I need at least a quickie, please-” You shut him up using your hand as you pointed to the clock reading 8:39 AM. No way in hell would you two be able to do anything. Grim once again cussed as he trudged back to your shared room, to again relieve himself as well as get dressed.

3- Emergency.

Grim’s been locked up in his office so far. He has not made an effort to get up at all. He excused his behavior by saying he was just exhausted due to some late night drinking. But the truth of the matter was that if he spoke to a single person other than his darling he might actually yell at them, which won’t do him any good. It’s 1:54 PM, only 6 minutes left until he gets his hour break. Grim already planned to drive home as fast as possible, get his dick wet, then get back to work as fast as possible, however seeing the drive would be 15 minutes to and from that only meant he got 30 minutes with his love. Which is nowhere near enough for how frustrated he is at this moment, but as long as he has you at least once he’ll handle the rest of the day.

1:57, Grim clocked out for his hour lunch, he couldn’t wait anymore he was jittery and unstable he needed your warm hole to stuff his dick in and get it over with or he’s sure he will explode from the frustration. Just as he was making his way down the long halls of the palace (most of the chiefs reside within the palace walls) he was met by a beautiful sight. Grim’s sweetheart walking towards him, looking down with your phone in hand, holding it up to your ear, and just then does Grim’s phone ring, the special ringtone he made for you, it matches your heartbeat. (did it while you were asleep, just shoved his ear to your chest and replicated the natural beat of your heart.)

You look up, your face shines with joy, and then surprise as Grim full on sprints to you and attacks you with a bear hug. Grim, horny as ever, sniffs you like an animal, immediately getting hard once again. Thankfully he wore some really tight underwear today, knowing fully well he’d get horny one way or another, so it wasn’t all that noticeable. “Darling, ah, my love, my light, what are you doing here?” You laughed as he spit out a few nicknames. “Mm, needed you… Thought I could pick you up, and do what we need at home… If I don’t have you in me in 15 minutes I will lose my sanity.”

Grim chuckled, of course you had the same exact idea as him. He didn’t need to waste his breath telling you he had the same idea, he knows you know. So he grabbed your hand and dragged you with him down the halls. When you two finally made it to the receptionist’s area you were giddy, finally some alone time to let out all of the backed up sexual desires. And then… “Ah! Chief Grim wait!” You and Grim stopped in your tracks, looking at each other praying it was nothing other than a paper needing a signature.

Grim clenched his hands, to the point where he was sure he had just injured himself. You and your husband turned around, facing a tiny nervous man. “Yes, Officer Wessley, what do you need.” Officer Wessley looked out of breath, definitely having run over to make sure he didn't miss his boss. “Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt but a dozen prisoners escaped, presumably holding weapons, most of the criminals have class A felonies against them. We need you as well as C-Chief Gen to assist in recapturing them.” Officer Wessley explained frantically, sweating in the presence of his boss.

Grim sighed, he said he’ll be there in a second and dismissed the young officer. Looking back he saw the slightly disappointed expression on your face, but you still graced him with a soft understanding smile. “It’s okay, sweetheart go do your job, I’ll see you at home.” You patted the hand that was still holding onto you. Your husband chuckled, “Is it bad if I say I would rather have sex with you than save the city?” You gasped and punched him lightly, pushing him away from you so he doesn’t do just that. Grim smiles and waves at you before he has to go and deal with this issue.

He didn’t have time to relieve himself of his hard-on. His sister, Chief Gen, made fun of how agitated he was today, thankfully she doesn’t know why or else she’d make the situation worse.

4. Kid two: Siolis Ludenhart.

5:13 PM, 2 minutes away from home, and Grim couldn’t hold it in anymore, the entire ride home he had to force himself not to think of you or else he’d endanger everyone’s lives on the road. Yet anytime he changes subjects within his mind they always come back to you and your voice in bed, how you hold tightly onto him as you climax, how you ride him, how even as you two age you will always experiment kinks with him, how cute you look in your underwear. Fuck, he couldn’t do it anymore.

Grim finally rolled into his manor’s garage. Quickly leaving the car with his briefcase he sped over to enter your house, ready to fuck you like no tomorrow. He could hear his oldest yelling at the cartoon showing on the TV, he knows his youngest is looking at bugs outside since he caught a glimpse of them staring at the garden floor. Grim however could not pinpoint where you were, so he went to the living room to ask his son. “Red, where’s your-” He stopped right on his tracks when he saw you sitting on the floor, some papers and your laptop in front of you.

You look back and smile, “Welcome home, Grimmi-” “Red, take care of Siolis, me and your papa need some time to work on the house renovations or something.” What house renovations? He does not know but Grim could not wait another second, he speeds over to you, thankful for his strong build because he immediately throws you over his shoulder, making his way to your shared bedroom, the bedroom also being soundproof was an amazing decision to make when buying the manor. “Wait- Grim! No! I’m busy with th-” As he makes his way up the stairs he smacks your ass. “Love ya, but shut up, don’t use that mouth unless you’re beggin’ me to use you like you deserve.”

If his desires were so intense that his village accent managed to slip through you can already tell he will fuck you senseless, you won’t be able to do anything by the next day. “Grim, I- No, I can’t!” You yell out as he locks the bedroom door behind him. Grim chuckled, a smirk residing on his face. “Oh~? Didn’t I tell ya to keep shut?” His voice rasped towards the end, he throws you softly onto the bed, stalking towards you like a predator. You should’ve guessed that when you tried to sit up to leave he would pounce at you and pin you down to the bed.

Grim face twisted into anger, “All day. All day we’ve been cockblocked left an’ right! Why the hell are you now refusin’ to stay with me?! Did I do somethin’?! I am desperate for ya and here ya are. Runnin’ away from yer husband!! Do ya hate me?! TELL ME!” Grim burst out, he is… upset to say the least. It wasn’t like any of this was new to you. You’ve been married 7 years, you know this side of him, how insecure he gets when you don’t reciprocate his feelings. You sighed, looking up at him as lovingly as you could, to calm him down, you explained.

“Grim, my love, I adore you, but I need to help Siolis study… I had my laptop and papers in front of me as study material, and I let Sio go out for a tiny break before they had to come back. I’m sorry honey, not now, maybe later?” You could see your darling husband deflate, his shoulders still tense but at least he relaxed from his outburst. He let go of you, sitting at the edge of you guys’ bed. Grim looked down, you can tell he still felt insecure, not enough, not worth it. You got up from bed, you turned back to your husband, you rest your hands on his cheeks– he still won’t look at you. You didn’t care, you loved him and you showed it by giving him butterfly kisses. “I love you, honey.”

You walked away, regrettably. Then you heard your little one yell out for you as soon as you opened the bedroom door. “Papa! Papa? Wher-” Grim didn’t get to hear the rest of his youngest calls for their parent, he sighed. Falling back down to the bed. It wasn’t because he needed sexual relief anymore. Normally by this point of the day you’d both be cuddling, kissing, just overall being all over each other in a non-sexual way. You would sometimes come to his work and sit on his lap, to just bask in his energy. Or he’d go back home and bask in yours. But today he hasn’t experienced enough acts of love. You didn’t text him other than a ‘Good luck at work, waiting for you at home!” text. You probably were busy with house work or whatever.

Whatever.

5- Sleepy sex.

You finally managed to straggle the kids to bed, laying them down to sleep. You sighed in relief. Stretching as you walk down the hall to your bedroom. The room that held your very upset husband, the one you left alone. You felt immensely guilty, but you will make it up to him tomorrow. Not just for the sexual frustration but also from the lack of loving gestures. Entering your bedroom, the lights were off and Grim was asleep. Of course, you would be too if you were upset at him for not loving you enough (Would never happen),

Walking over to the bathroom connected to your bedroom you completed your usual nightly routine and changed into one of Grim’s t-shirts and boxers. Slowly you slipped into bed, his back was facing you, so today you decided to be the big spoon, a very rare occasion. Kissing his toned back, you nuzzled into him, ready for a full night’s rest after a busy exhausted day. But..

Your plans were foiled by your monster of a husband. Because as soon as you relaxed the world spun. Grim was fully awake and his face mischievous, he had flipped you over so you were straddling him, Grim was holding onto your waist so you don't fall over. “Well~ Look what the cat dragged in~” Your shock subsided when you felt a painfully hard cock sticking up your ass. You giggled, already getting worked up again. “I’m on top? Looks like you wanna be spoiled, baby~” You were so cute, thinking he would ever be a bottom, no no that wouldn’t happen. He will always be in control, in and out of the bedroom.

Grim smiled. You let out a whimper as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and tugged you down to meet him nose to nose. “Well that’s adorable. No no, you are going to ride me to oblivion, pay me back for all the orgasms I missed. You’re my little bitch for the next week, what I say goes. Got that?”

And so you went on. For hours and in different positions. The next day Grim called in sick, Red went on his field trip and enjoyed it, and Siolis got a full mark on his test. All was well and happy. And you were pretty sure this man could’ve gotten you pregnant. (No matter your gender)

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poppadom0912 · 5 months

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His Girl

Warnings: Brief mentions of the Burke drama and Hannah's overdose situation, Will's dating life?

Summary: Through all the women in his life, at the end, only one ever truly mattered.

A/N: Just because I want to, I'm changing a few things around just for the plot. I was inspired by several fics on ao3 about singlefather!Will so i thought i'd make this part of my Faith Halstead series. Hope you enjoy!!

This is my last fic of the year. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and will have a wonderful new year. Fingers crossed 2024 will be our year. See you all next year!!!

Faith's mother had never been present. It had always been just Faith and Will from day one and he never saw a reason for that to change till he moved back home to Chicago.

Then Will's favourite duo became a trio, Jay unsurprisingly becoming a staple in their lives. Will didn't see any reason to change this dynamic when everyone was happy.

But then he met a few women who changed some things.

Natalie was the first to some degree. There were feelings on both sides but she had a newborn son and a mother-in-law who didn't like him for some reason. Their kiss was a 'mistake' and so he moved on.

Nina was his first official girlfriend since moving back and his hesitancy to get back into the dating scene was as clear as day. So they took it as slow as necessary.

Will was scared. He liked Nina relatively and they were at a point where he was comfortable enough to introduce her to Faith but the lingering fear of abandonment remained. He didn't want to introduce a female and a possible maternal figure into her life just for them to leave.

Luckily, Faith was just touching five when they broke up and he finally got with Natalie.

Those two to three years could be described as near bliss.

He loved Natalie and to see how she took Faith in with open arms, he could've cried on the spot right then. And she was the perfect older sister to Owen, three years her younger, getting along as though they were blood related siblings and being as thick as thieves.

"Hey bubbles." Will called out. His nerves radiating as he sat down besides his daughter on the floor with her toys splayed out on the carpet.

"How would you feel about papa and Natalie getting married?" He asked, apprehension lacing his words. Marriage and having a mother were topics Will often breached with Faith but it had never got this serious and he'd never do anything to this degree without having Faith's permission.

But the second her brown eyes lit up as bright as the stars in the sky, Will felt like everything was finally coming together and for once, he could give his daughter everything she wanted and deserved.

Faith was seven when everything came tumbling down.

She'd been with the bridal party when everything unfolded. She tried remaining naive to the nerves of the bride who she had yet to start calling mum. She tried remaining oblivious at the church when her dad hadn't shown up yet but she sobbed her little heart out when Will was dragged away from her into witness protection.

For the first time in her life, Faith didn't have her dad and she didn't know what to do with herself. Nothing made sense to her, living in a house with Natalie and Owen but not her papa.

When uncle Jay Jay brought him back though, Faith's world was glued back together again, she could finally breathe and for a second everything went back to normal and she thought they'd get the happy ending they deserved.

But then Natalie, the only motherly figure she had besides Maggie, broke up with Will and wouldn't let the duo back into her life.

That was the first ever heartbreak Faith experienced and somewhere deep down, she wasn't sure she was ever going to forgive Natalie for putting her and her papa through such pain like they hadn't been through so much already.

Her newly turned hatred was made apparent. Once the father and daughter moved out, whenever Faith found herself visiting the ED, she actively tried avoiding the woman and if they happened to stumble upon each other, Faith would send the hardest glare a seven-year-old could muster and not even a hi was exchanged.

Natalie's hurt didn't make Faith feel too guilty. She only felt a little bad when Will gently scolded her for being so cold to the woman who was supposed to be her mother once upon a time.

Faith was eight when she was introduced to Hannah. Ever since Natalie, Will had been more hesitant than ever to get into a relationship. The pain Faith went through post breaking up with Natalie had been long lasting and the thought of that happening again deterred Will from the dating scene.

But surprisingly, Faith was the first to propose he go forth with whatever his feelings for Hannah were. Somewhere deep down, apparently, Faith had a soft spot for the OBGYN that gave Will the confidence to move forward.

However, fast forward one year and no disrespect towards Hannah, but if Will could go back in time, he would've changed things.

Will could never forget the events that unfolded that night.

He was coming back from work, you were with Hannah at her apartment, spending the night together which made Will feel some sort of way knowing how well the two were getting along.

The apartment was pin drop silent when he entered which was surprising since it was a weekend and Faith always begged with her puppy eyes to stay up, Hannah could never resist them.

Just as he was taking his jacket off, he heard a familiar cry that caused the hair on his arms to stand on end, his head snapping up at the sound.

Will moved faster than he ever did before, taking large strides towards the distressing cries he barely heard from his little girl as she got older.

"Bubbles, what's-" Will cut himself off as he rounded the corner and caught himself in the bathroom doorway, gripping the doorframe so he wouldn't trip from how fast he was moving.

"Papa!" Faith's voice cracked as she cried. The second she saw her father; she scrambled up from where she was sat on her knees on the ground. "I w- I was just going to brush my teeth when I heard a bang and, and I found her..."

Faith sobbed into her father’s shirt, back turned to the unconscious woman on the floor, her face pushing into his torso as though she could burn away the image from her mind but she had seen enough.

Will immediately switched back on. "Bubbles, listen to me. I need you to go into her room and get that big bag that papa has at home and bring it. Can you do that for me Faith?"

Faith hiccupped, rubbing her red eyes as she nodded up at her dad. Will pressed a quick kiss onto her temple before watching her scramble out the bathroom allowing him to give all his attention to his girlfriend.

It was safe to say, that night did quite a number on Faith and Will found himself taking the blame.

Now in present time, Will hadn't dated anyone since Hannah. He talked to a few women at work and if things had been so much more simpler, something could've happened but then everything flashed before his eyes and he stopped himself.

Faith was eleven now and she was still the sole focus of his life besides work. He could never forgive himself for what he put her through with the women he tried bringing into their lives only for it to never work out.

In the end though, when all was done it seemed that just the two of them survived and thrived perfectly alone.

When Faith first came into Will's life, it was just the two of them battling alone together in a world neither could navigate and eleven years later, it was a little easier but there was still so much Will wished he could get rid of just for her sake.

The sound of the car door opening broke him out of his thoughts, his head turning as he smiled at his dishevelled daughter.

"Hey, how was school?" Will asked, softly smiling at her messy braid, tucking back the fly away hairs behind her ears before pulling away from the school.

Faith hummed, fiddling with her beaded bracelet. "Was good, I have a permission slip you need to sign."

"I'll do it tonight after work, make sure to remind me." Will told her as he started driving towards his brothers and sisters-in-law’s place. Despite his failing love life, his younger brother managed to settle down and Hailey loved Faith despite the short amount of time she knew her.

"Papa-" Faith stumbled over her words, picking the skin around her nails as she tried to form her question. "Um, are you happy?"

Will was caught off guard. His eyes widened a little as he took one hand off the wheel to stop Faith from picking her skin, his tutting making her stop instantly.

"What? Why would you ask that bubbles? Of course I am, I'm more than happy." Will answered confidently, looking at her at a red light to try understand what was going through her mind.

"Why? What happened at school?" Will's tone changed at the thought of someone saying something bad to his little girl.

"No! No! It was nothing like that I promise!" Faith hastily answered before her dad could turn the car back around to give the school a piece of his mind.

"It's just, you haven't gone on a date since Hannah..." Faith licked her lips nervously as she brought up Will's ex who didn't have the best lasting effects on them. "Is it because of me?"

"Of course not. Why would you think that?" Will asked her calmly, completely confused as to why she was thinking in such a way. "I promise you bubbles that I'm happy. You're all I need Faith."

While he drove, Will took a quick glance over to his right and found himself smiling at the adorable face Faith was making. Her eyes squinted from how hard she was smiling to herself at her father's comment.

"C'mere you little gremlin." Will said, welcoming how fast she got up from her seat to be enveloped into his arms. Squeezing as tight as he could, Will made sure not to suffocate her before pressing a kiss onto her hairline.

"Alright, love you lots. Have fun-"

"But not too much fun. I'll keep Uncle Jay in line." Faith rolled her eyes, already knowing what her dad was going to say since he'd been saying the same thing all her life.

Watching his not so baby girl run out the car and towards her uncle's home, Will felt his heart flutter, his chest all warm.

Yeah, he's made some questionable decisions regarding his love life but there was not one mistake made when it came to Faith. When everything came tumbling down, she was all that mattered and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

#one chicago x reader #one chicago imagine #one chicago fic #chicago med #chicago med x reader #will halstead #will halstead imagine #will halstead x reader #daughter reader #will halstead fanfic #will halstead x y/n

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finnzhal · 5 months

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@averagetoyakinnie asked.

Romantic male match up for Hazbin Hotel and Helluva boss !

FINN answered.

I love how detailed your informations are, the more i read it the more i see you as a wonderful person. This is my first match-up, i hope you love it <33 ! 31 headcanons in one request, holy.. but i'm afraid it's not the best.

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I will not be showing the deep informations about the people who asked for a match-up.

Reader : MALE!READER

Characters : HELLUVA BOSS - FIZZAROLLI / MOXXIE & HAZBIN HOTEL - ANGEL DUST

Mentions : fluff, a bit angsty, I tried

Links : Masterlinks + MATCH-UP for requesting !

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HELLUVA BOSS : FIZZAROLLI & MOXXIE !

FIZZAROLLI

I find you guys similar to each other and i thought why not put two silly people together–

He would be confused on what to call you as you have alot of names but he would be happy to call you by all of them, asking you if what preferred name you want to be called each day

When you first met, it was awkward but Fizzarolli can easily make up conversations to make you feel comfortable with him. Small talks turned into philosophical ft. Fizzarolli's out of pocket sarcastic jokes, you guys would be kicked out by how loud you guys were talking –

he would give you a stink eye whenever you use deeper words, asking for a simple word that have the same meaning

Rule breaking at night with him will be a blast, just make sure not to get caught. Both being curious about something will lead you both into trouble, You guys would have endless of entertaining stuff to do.

Your optimism brings him joy and reassured that he's being to be safe around you and/or with you at all times.

You being like a dad and caring, he knows how ready you are to take care of him. Just by a small bruise he's already over reacting just for you to take care of him, chance to get affection.

Late nights, having a self-doubting boyfriend because of his broken horns.. he needs his boyfriend to say sweet things to him, he doesn't need to act like his persona up stage whenever he's with you. He's a bit dependent on you.

Misuse of phrases can bring you both to silence, he too misuse alot. If you talk to him in different languages, he swore you're just cursing him because he doesn't understand them. Maybe you can teach him a thing or two

He loves how you dance, especially if you're just dancing for him. He asked you one time if you can do flexible types.. and leading you to a broken bone, realizing you're not like a sling toy like him

Seeing you have fun with kids (he adores kids) makes him so gleeful, He once learned sign language for his favourite child fan and you helping kids in need? Muahmuahmuah

Singing. You guys would sync randomly and it would sound so beautifully but if you have to record, it would have endless of laughters. Your laugh made him laugh even harder til you guys stop recording and redo it again. Hey why does the other video have you guys smothering kisses all over each other's faces? Weird.

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MOXXIE KNOLASTNAME

You guys would be like the father and Papa of the group, Him being concerned and you having a ready aid kit in your bag when something bad happens.

Hearing and listening to you talk about something you like for endless of hours while he's laying on your chest, hearing your heartbeat is voice makes him happy to know that you're here with him.

Your mischievous, curious, and rule breaker traits makes him worried.. only to have him get involve in your troubles in order to make you safe but if it's rumors and gossips, he would make you stay away from getting involved.

He's surprised to see how many stuff you got in your bag based on how small it is, why is there a shotgun?

He'll help you calm down whenever someone triggers you or when you get provoked, talking maturely and listening to both sides right after he comforted you.

He dislikes leaving you behind during missions knowing how you get deep and start questioning alot of things. Don't worry, he'll come right back with needing affection from you. Whenever there's a crowd he'll hold your hand, reminding you to squeeze them whenever you're uncomfortable

You get so confrontational towards Blitzo too many times when the imp gets too harsh om your boyfriend, Moxxie had to calmly stop multiple times. Leading you both in a private room to have your sweet reassurance

He's the type of boyfriend who writes songs, giving you homemade goods. Seeing you so happy with what he made makes him so glad to have you as his, smothering him with praises and kisses oh boy you got him wrapped around your finger.

You guys comfort each other during rough mental health days, giving him ice cream and is patient enough just for him to tell his feelings.. he couldn't be more happy and lucky than he already is. He cries how much you love and care of him

Celebrating each other's small successes is common in your relationship, Loving each other so comfortably. Anyone with you would be so lucky. He loves you so much.

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HAZBIN HOTEL : POLY!ANGEL DUST & ALASTOR

Chaotic boyfriend + chaotic boyfriend + a silent chaotic boyfriend trio. Iloveitbwshdhfjfn

with you three confessing to each other at the same time was something that other people in the hotel never expect. Having you three is like a warning sign that something is bound to happen, for good and for worse.. always trouble.

Talking with Alastor and saying deep words with Angel dust just in the middle confused as hell on what the words meant and making you both explain what it meant in order for him to know what's happening.

Being Angel dust's new make-up artist and just a bag because of you brining alot of stuff when Alastor can just summon it in one second –

They both love how helping and hardworking you are, it shows so much that you cared about others around you. You somehow influence them into being like that a little too, even more as for standing up for them. Makes them fall in love with you even more.

Seeing Angel Dust lock himself in his room and crying is common, You always come in just to comfort him. He is never afraid of telling you how he feels, while Alastor is there to give you both the physical affection.

Alastor buying you so much stuff in order to see your reactions, he gets so geedy whenever you look so happy about receiving them. You feeling comfortable and safe of course being loved is their top priority.

You guys would have endless of activities to do based on your hobbies whenever you three have free time. Especially Arts, Alastor would hang both of his lovers' art works up the wall even if people find them ugly.. don't worry those people are now missing.

Midnight baking is common, Angel Dust loves baking apparently and what he makes always taste so good. Alastor would deny but you can see him devouring it after.

Jokes are endless too, Good or Bad you guys always laughing and smiling to each other. One time you slipped while you guys were walking down stairs, One of them is laughing like a hyena before he slips too while the other is trying to hold it in as he helps you both.

the misuse of phrases you give them, Angel Dust always had something out of pocket to say. Most inappropriate or most random thing while Alastor tells Angel Dust to stop before joining in

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#୨ৎSTARLING.ASK #୨୧FINNZ.WORKS #male reader #male!reader #helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss moxxie #helluva boss fizzarolli #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel #angel dust x alastor #angel dust x reader #alastor x reader #moxxie x reader #fizzarolli x reader

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azzo0 · 1 month

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Katsuki misses when his daughter was younger, and he could fix her boo-boos with a bandage and a kiss. He could carry her in his arms, clean the scrapes she received while playing at the playground, smack on a cute Hello Kitty bandage, kiss it and get her to giggle. But now that she was older, she did not have scratches and scrapes to worry about. Her boo-boos came in other forms- Boys and heartbreaks, to be specific.

He'd just come home from work to find his daughter cuddled into you, the teenager bawling her eyes out because some stupid guy she was seeing dumped her for no apparent reason. His heart shattered, watching her wipe her eyes with hiccups leaving her chest. He didn't enter the room. He just stood there, and his daughter caught his eye, quickly looking away and burying her head in her mother's hair.

You shot him a pointed look, reminding him not to say something that would make her cry even more. Bakugo's fists clenched on his sides, crimson eyes bubbling with anger. His daughter peeked at him, wondering if he was mad at her. Her heart sank when he turned around and left.

"Now Papa's mad at me too," She sniffled.

"No, he's not," You stroke her hair, trying to calm her down. "Just give him some time, alright?"

"Mhm..." She lets you comfort her some more before you leave.

She buried herself under the blanket and scrolled through her socials, blocking that dumb ex of hers from everywhere. Maybe Papa did know best after all. Maybe she should've listened when her father said the guy didn't give him good vibes. She sighed and pushed the phone under her pillow, trying to go to sleep to escape all the tears.

Just as she started to drift off, she heard the door open a creak and poked her head out of the blanket to see her father standing in the doorway with a plastic bag in hand, still in full hero gear.

"Can I come inside?" He asked. She sat up and wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, nodding.

Katsuki shuffled to her bed and cleared his throat, taking out all his daughter's favourite snacks from the plastic bag, "Erm- thought you'd like some... saw your favourite chocolate, so I bought that too. There's some of that crappy ramen you like. It's shit, but I'll allow it for now."

His daughter can't help but smile at him. So that's why he left without a word. To get her snacks and try to cheer her up. Or so she thinks, "Thank you, papa."

"'S nothin'" He stared at her awkwardly, not sure what to do next. He knew just snacks wouldn't fix a broken heart. He opened his arms for her, and she shifted closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. Bakugo can't remember the last time he held her like this. It's been a while. This reminded him that no matter how old she was, he'd always be able to hold her like his little girl. He kissed her forehead and wiped tears from her eyes.

"Don't waste yer tears, squirt," He said, "That asshole ain't worth yer pretty tears. Now open the snacks. I wanna try some."

Bakugo grins when she breaks into a goofy smile and opens a packet of spicy chips. He doesn't really eat this stuff, especially before dinner, but he'll make an exception for his little girl. He takes a chip and pops it into his mouth, glad she is smiling now. He held back a smirk when he thought of how she'd be rolling on the floor laughing when she saw her ex come to school with a bandage on his nose and a bruise on his cheek.

Sure, he did not know how to fix her boo-boos anymore, but he sure did know how to beat the shit out of people who gave her the boo-boos. Even if it was a teenage boy far younger than him.

#after katsuki smacked that dude's face he threatened him not to tell ANYONE how he received that injury #and the kid listens cz he doesn't want a broken arm #does Katsuki feel bad he hit a kid his daughters age?#nopes!#proud of it in fact #when his daughter goes to school next day she just knows what happened #and her ex isn't even looking at her cz he's scared dynamight will send him to an early grave if he breathes around his daughter too hard #i'll stop rambling now #dad!bakugou #katsuki bakugo #bakugo #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader

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colourstreakgryffin · 8 months

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Hello! May I request some Tanjiro and Child! Reader headcanons? Like Tanjiro rescues a young child and raises them as his own?

This one is stupid cute! I love it so much and I’m totally doing it with so much pleasure! Papa Tanjiro has a lot to offer in all honesty! Aged up and Hashira AU!

Kamado Tanjiro- Golden Child

Tanjiro is a sweet, compassionate young man and as the older brother of five siblings, he was practically the king of of young childcare and his empathy would never let any little kid run around without supervision

When Tanjiro found you, a poor lonely child being terrorised by a demon, he immediately intervenes and slays the monster attacking you so he can check to make sure you’re okay. He is so loving and affectionate, you’re immediately drawn to him like a magnet

Tanjiro is very protective over the people he cares about so when he adopts you, as his child, his protective nature is elevated, rather you know how to fight or not. He can’t lose you like he lost his family and he much prefers to keep you away from demons altogether

Tanjiro loves decorating his child in the most adorable kimonos and accessories he can possibly find as he wants you to look so cute, you’ll outshine the sun itself. He has plenty of funds as the Sun Hashira and he knows how to style a child, thanks to his past

Tanjiro spoils you rotten. He cannot say no to you and he wants to make you happy as much as he possibly can. He loves you so much that it hurts, giving you nice gifts and your favourite meals on the weekends he is home is his way of both saying sorry and expressing his love as your adoptive father

Whilst Tanjiro gives you everything you want, he will always teach you rationality, gratitude and humanity. He won’t let you grow up ungrateful or bratty, he will shape you into a wonderful person and spread on his own family behaviours to yours. Always be kind, help others, share all the time

Tanjiro will always be there for you. For emotional support, for physical support, for comfort. He will drop everything to make sure you’re okay. He is not a bit at all a bit attached to you so he has you on his mind 24/7 and he always wants you to be happy and healthy

Tanjiro will happy brag about you to his fellow Hashira, he talks about you to anybody who will hear him out, at least, twice everyday. You are his joy and lifeblood, in only a short time and now, he strives harder and harder to come out missions alive to be able to come back to you and care for you

“My sweetheart! I’m home! Daddy slayed so many demons with you in mind! Come, take a look at this cute kimono I bought for you! Do you like it? It’s so pretty, I thought you’d love it”

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piracytheorist · 5 months

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Episode 36 reactions!

I don't think one single minute passed this episode without me bursting out in laughter XD

I will get what interesting details I can, though! And here we have soap opera male character who has a Betrothed in the West. Interesting! Why did they separate, and how did she end up in Westalis, or he in Ostania? Did she defect and is waiting for him to join her? I need the full context, Berlint in Love!

Looks like one of the things that make Becky rush to be a grown-up is how she can't wait to have romantic feelings and relationships. Gurl, you're six. Pick up a doll or a ball.

The way the next scene was shown (hilarious) it looks like it was Anya who first picked up the phone, and didn't even make a sound before Becky started off her rant. Picking up the phone as a kid is quite a responsibility!

The music suddenly went full humor shoujo there XD

I love how Martha is already onto Becky.

She's like "Yo maybe reel it in a little"

The way all three of them are in completely different wavelengths is hilarious. I guess Twilight, the honey-trap master, sees Becky as the girl she is and cannot imagine she'd ever have such passionate imaginings with him.

The hell, though. I've met my favourite actor from up close in a convention and that was pretty much my reaction while being close to him. I feel Becky but someone needs to tell her of this thing called parasocial relationship--

WHAAAAAT

I had my eyes glued to the screen for this. It's definitely not surprising that the Blackbells would hire such an experienced bodyguard for Becky, but it's very interesting how it was pointed out to us! I wonder what we'll get to see next with her! (reminder: anime only!)

Becky really thinks she lives in a shoujo story doesn't she XD

I mean, Anya thinks she lives in a Spy Wars story so it's not that surprising XD

I love how in the "new" family photo Wiesel is added in front of Bond!

This episode is full chaos and I love it.

Seriously, the way Anya's powers work for her character is amazing. Usually, we'd get to see those imaginings even if she didn't have telepathy. But since she can see them with us, she gets a fair place as - almost - an audience proxy. And I mean, yeah, why wouldn't Anya be excited at the idea of super tasty food all of the time (even when papa is super busy), not having to do chores, and having fun family outings all of the time?

Completely different wavelengths, I tell you. How does this show make me love misunderstandings XD

And then a fourth wavelength is added and it's just! You don't know where to begin!

Poor Bond was heartbroken that Becky didn't notice him! Poor boy!

I find it really funny that this episode happened now, just a little after we got heavy hints that Loid is falling hard for Yor, and Becky is still like "I will win his heart with my six-year-old charm!"

If you count Bond dealing with getting rejected, that's five different wavelengths in one single screencap. No-one knows what's going on, not even Anya the telepath or Twilight the master spy.

Those are not the family teacups! Interesting choice. Also Becky's face, yeah that's exactly how I was when approaching my favourite actor for my photo shoot with him. I was smiling from one ear to the other, though XD

Also, I remember getting sent manga screencaps with Loid in such a cardigan! And I guessed right that it would be a beige one! I mean, it's a pretty common colour for a grandpapa cardigan, but has he maybe worn this before?

I wonder how he'd react and adapt if he knew Becky is having a crush on him. Like, what would he do? He'd definitely avoid anything inappropriate for all the obvious reasons, but here he's trying to pull back because he thinks Becky is getting suspicious of him XD

Send this to a friend without context and ask them to guess what the actual fuck is going on here. This is Misunderstandings: the Right-Before-Holidays Special.

Pure Chaos and it just

keeps

going.

This is exactly what I signed up for when I watched the very first episodes and was like "please tell me the entire show is like this"

Poor Yor, though. Her very first instinct was to blame herself and think of herself as incompetent. I guess old habits die hard.

Simp alert.

YEAH DEFINITELY NOT SCREAMING AT THIS

Seriously, though! She remembers what he told her there (though, weren't they supposed to repeat the conversation the next day?) and I hope she remembers how vulnerable he made himself with her.

OH BOI I DON'T SHIP OFTEN BUT WHEN I SHIP. I SHIP.

LOID BROUGHT YOR'S COAT WITH! MY GOD!

I mean! This isn't supposed to be a twiyor-centric episode and yet!

BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T RICH AS A KID AND THEN YOUR CHILDHOOD WAS VIOLENTLY RIPPED AWAY FROM YOU 😭😭

If you thought I wouldn't grab even this opportunity to make this angsty, well, you were wrong

The highest prize in the hammer competition thingy is... a q-tip?

We stan. Everything for the ultimate q-tip.

Becky sees Loid's ._. face and she's like

The way he said that "Yoru-san" there, though! This was the cherry on top of this entire hilarious part!

It was weird to see there was an entire small part on Nightfall, considering we haven't seen her in the entire season. However.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS. WHY IS HE WATCHING THEM LIKE THAT.

(again, anime only here)

And I'm like, whoa. That's a very suspicious guy thrown in the middle of a filler part (I was told this is anime original) and not shown again. Since the next episode is the last of the season, I assume we'll see him again in that one?

I remember that in episode 20, when Loid is in the hospital, we see a moment from afar with a moving shadow, like someone was watching them. I noticed it on a rewatch and up until now I thought that was Nightfall. But now?

Seriously, though, are they not noticing him??

What he doin

I love how Handler said she doesn't want to overwork her agents... I wonder if she says anything relevant in the manga but I dare not look into the chapter after the one with Becky XD I'm guessing she actually took to heart the reprimand from HQ to be more lax with her agents.

Nightfall shows an almost audacious level of self-confidence in front of her boss... and Handler doesn't deny it. She trusts her and actually thinks the same - that Nightfall is probably the only one capable of handling Twilight's missions.

Anyway, Nightfall is going all "Senpai will notice me" and I'm like

ADDITIONAL CRUISE FOOTAGE???? 👀👀👀👌👌

Another hopeless suitor, Nightfall goes like "Did you spot any flaws in that Briar woman yet or" having no idea he was looking at Yor like the yearning simp he is <3

Nightfall being all "Pick me. Choose me. Love me." and then Twilight is like "Wow she did all of that hard job while I was gone. Guess she deserves the leftover souvenirs."

Like. I'm crying laughing over this. He didn't even think about getting a souvenir for her, not even as a cover. Nightfall couldn't be more hopeless.

And then she gives him that look

And the little hope she didn't even have is thrown out the window.

I love how Twilight turns around in shock and goes like "Why is glaring at me like that?!" because you idiot you gave her "leftovers"

Like I know he thinks they're not supposed to actually connect as friends but still. For a master spy he's so dense XD

They do kinda make you feel bad for her, though. She is trying really hard, and it would be hypocritical to blame her social awkwardness when we're here shipping Mr. Emotional Constipation and Ms. Naivete Personified. She would have actually been sympathetic if she wasn't so aggressive towards Yor (and in her mind, Anya too).

Anyway. Very funny and unhinged episode but there's only ONE EPISODE LEFT. I'M NOT READY FOR THE HIATUS 😭😭

#Spy x Family #sxf spoilers #sxf reaction

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simpingforhotfictionalcharacters · 2 months

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so much happened this episode but I'm only gonna focus on the buck eddie and tommy of it all.

my thoughts are still all over the place but we've gotten a lot of hints on buddie and oh man do I hope that's endgame

I am really liking buck and tommy right now though

the date was so sad. buck really put his foot in it but eddie talking him through it at the end and getting him to call him was wonderful

I love these two so much and ohmygod do I hope beyond hope that they actually get together. the buddie hug had me soaring

theyre so fucking supportive of each other and its lovely to see

i loved buck's convo with maddie and eddie's with bobby

at this point I think bobby and maddie both suspect that they have feelings for each other, and i imagine hen, chimney, and athena also suspect. the boys have been so obvious and oblivious that i imagine everyone thinks theyre gonna get together

and both convos have got me really thinking that this season might end with buddie confession at the very least but maybe even buddie established for an episode or two

there are a few interviews that have been going around that have really changed my views/hopes for this season. i at first wanted bucktommy to last the whole season but after Lou's interview I'm okay with a few episodes and then them amicably ending things.

i want tommy and bucky's time together to really help buck become more comfortable with himself and for him to learn more about who is. this side of him that he wasnt entirely aware of

mr evan "I can't stop thinking about him" buck buckley

mr evan "checking out a hot guys ass is normal" buck buckley

this man is fucking adorable

I really want Marisol and Eddie to end. The nun thing was hilarious but her moving in so fast just confirmed how much I don't like them.

mr eddie "overprotective papa bear" diaz would never let someone move in that quickly. you cannot get me to believe he would cuz buck hasnt moved in. besides buck the only other person i could see moving in kinda fast woulda been shannon if they had the chance to reconcile and rekindle their relationship

I honestly miss Shannon. I think besides Buck she really is the only one that seemed to click with Eddie. i think their reconciliation and rekindling couldve been a really beautiful story.

also im fully jumping on the ship that buddie is gonna be a thing by the end of season 7. the interview with lou plus the one with ryan are really making me think this will happen.

i thought they might wait for season 8 but the rollercoaster that was this episode is making me think that we'll end with buddie being official

which would be fucking amazing

what does this mean for bucktommy? i think tommy knows that buck is in love with eddie. the surprise he felt when buck told him he wanted his attention really shows that plus everything that happened this episode. tommy telling buck he wasnt ready had so many layers to it and i think eddie is one of them.

lou saying that tommy could been with either buck or eddie and they just went with buck also tells me that this will never be a serious relationship. im expecting them to be over two thirds the way through the season based on this interview and some kind of end of the buddie slowburn we've been going through

buddie slowburn is my favourite kind of 911 fanfic so im not even mad if the pay off actually pays off

i never thought we would get here with buddie seemingly being endgame in canon

man im so glad abc picked up this show

only complaint, need more ravi, josh, and may. i need the nash-grant plus buck family to have some serious family time.

thoughts are still all over the place. sorry for this long ass mess of a post. im not a coherent writer, cant journal for shit tbh. im gonna go read some buddie fics to settle down and i hope/pray that this actually happens

(low-key though if all three get together i dont think my heart could take it but id be very very very happy. but like it needs to be done well. no one feeling left out. the chemistry between all three of them is off the charts. i can totally see why tommy and eddie were a possible route.)

edit may 21: this post is so old lmao but it seems to keep getting some kinda engagement. this one and another of my really old posts lmao and no one's seeing the tags I guess lol. I don't think a lot of this really anymore lol I'm kinda off the buddie canon hype train and have been since the May 2nd episode. also a lot of the interviews Ryan's given have really changed my mind. I want bucktommy endgame at this point and I kinda want arospec Eddie but that's not happening and since he's been called straight by Ryan I just want the man in therapy to get over Shannon and finally face all the guilt he's feeling about her. I can see why buddie canon is really important to people but it's clearly not the story the show wants to tell and I don't see a point in forcing it. I am mostly a fanon fan so it doesn't really bother me either way to lose the idea of canon buddie, since I didnt think canon was ever gonna happen until 7x04 and then 7x06 made it clear it wasn't gonna happen. the hospital kiss really sealed the deal that bucktommy is probably sticking around tbh

#i want buck to be in love with eddie so much ill delude myself but really the show hasnt given real evidence for this #911 spoilers #tv: 911 #buddie spec #evan buckley #ch: buck #ch: eddie diaz #eddie diaz #buddie #buck tommy #buck x tommy #tommy kinard #ch: tommy kinard #buck x tommy x eddie #maybe?#911 s7 e5 #911 s7 ep5 #personal #text #god im so delulu on this ship #very little critical thinking just high on copium #i don't believe everything i wrote here #very high off the bi buck fumes #kinda rooting for bucktommy endgame but id love buddie tbh #edit: lmao ryan came out and called eddie straight like six times so i guess my dreams of buddie canon are dead #luckily i didnt dream for that long so im not too upset about it #i was more a fanon shipper than canon and only the kiss in 7x04 gave me hope #but rip i guess ill just keep enjoying the fan content

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