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#lovey dovey shit
anananass · 7 months
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Wriothesley reacting to you telling him you’re pregnant
warning: a little suggestive but otherwise extremely sweet because he is a silly man with a big heart in my eyes
note: I will keep this one part with him only but AHHH I’m planning on doing some of the other boys in the near future because hughshhsh
Wriothesley
You decide to bring the fortunate news at the most random moment ever.
There you are, enjoying some tea in silence during his afternoon break whilst both your favorite artist plays in the background making the best atmosphere for a regular afternoon.
Truthfully, you figured the news not too long ago but right when you found out, you thought of how you should inform him. Wrio loves children from the bottom of his heart and does anything in his power to assure their safety and well being and that alone causes you to melt at the simplest thought of telling him that he himself is going to be a father. But how should you tell him???
He deserves to fibf out in a big way but at the same time, can you really resist keeping your lips shut???
To sum up, you can’t, not with the tensed look he is flashing you. Is he able to read the air and notice you are pondering really hard?
“Something on your mind, darling?” He asks, genuinely curious, but when you take longer than usual to respond his expression turns into one of worry. Still, he is so sweet and just assumes you might have a little difficulty with telling him what’s bothering you so he gives you the time.
But his icy eyes and the awkward silence consume you so much that you sigh and just stare at him for a little longer. You need to figure how you’re gonna word all that and it’s okay, he doesn’t mind it although it’s eating at him.
“There is something I should tell you.” You finally utter whilst holding back your breath for the big announcement you’re about to make. However, he mistakes your enthusiasm and excitement for worry and anxiety.
“Come on, tell me. Whatever it is, I’ll take care of it. Anything it is, just say it and it’s done. ” He insists and lifts himself from the chair just to cut the corner of the desk so he can kneel before you to bring a sense of comfort within you. He even holds your hand and stares deeply into your eyes and dear god, the tint of wonder mixed with concern in his eyes is killing you.
You gulp and take a big breath before unleashing the news. “You know… remember when I told you back then that you’d make a great father? When you took care of that lost child?”
“Yeah, what about it?” He doesn’t catch the hint but only because his priority is your current mental wellbeing that he has to ensure is fine.
“What if I told you that you WILL be a great father?” As soon as the words leave your mouth, you give him the brightest, the most radiant smile that he has ever laid his eyes on, and even with that he can’t figure what you’re referencing.
He remains unresponsive for a second and soon enough, the digits begin to add up. He is going to be… a father?? Is that what you meant??? He has to make sure he’s not getting the wrong idea.
“y/n.” He murmurs, sounding all soft and quiet while his eyebrows raise. His eyes begin traversing your whole face and it’s looking a bit more intense than he probably intended.
“Wrio.” You repeat after him, just waiting for him to say it himself.
“Am I going to be one?” Those words barely slip his throat, they sound almost stuttered, as if he was holding back tears perhaps? His heart races the more he processes this possible information.
you don’t give him a straight answer but lower your head to your belly and place gentle rubs against the lower of your stomach, occasionally flashing him glimpses of your eyes.
His eyes follow your motions and he is utterly unable to take his eyes off you. He allows for the silence to settle once more and instead firmly places his wide hand against yours so he could feel your touch, and where the baby will be. You notice a gentle smile paint his face, and with each second it seems to be widening more and more.
That’s your favorite side of him to see and it’s fine, he doesn’t need to say anything more, his gesture is just enough to show you how content he is right now.
However, as soon as both your eyes lock back onto each other, he leans in to melt a kiss against your partly open lips. Now that he’s much closer, you can hear his heavy breathing growing steadied. Then, you feel his hand slowly creep closer to your lower back and within a few seconds, he begins pushing you closer toward him. His other hand finds your thighs as a resting spot. His fingers tug at your skin but different than usual, it’s rather a gentle grip that still pushes you to make some noises that are music to his ears.
Shortly after, he parts away from you. “God, the way you’ll look so stunning.” He mouths softly and immediately eyes your belly again.
He can’t lie to himself but feel a little worried about how he’ll handle a child. Not that it’ll be a hard thing to do, but… will he be a good one? Will he be up to his own standards and be the father he never had but yearned so deeply for? Will he take good care of you? Is he worthy of such a blessing in his life? And most importantly, will you still consider him worthy of being a father afterwards? You know, definitely not because he wants more than one child.
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kinos-fortress-2 · 6 months
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guys stop kissing and go back to protect the point plz- GUYS-
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ughgoaway · 2 months
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19 with Matty as like a comfort thing 🥺
Maybe girlie is feeling a little insecure that day
love this!! I answered this prompt earlier as a teacher au thing, but I liked the idea of girlie being insecure so I wrote it again but a little diff! hope you enjoy :)
19- character A holding character B’s hands as character B eats them out, fingers intertwined.
18+ pls!! includes female receiving oral and body insecurity/general insecurity. 1.4k-ish
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You pull at your skin in the mirror, the reflection staring back at you wasn't one you recognised. Your eyes look sunken and tired, and your skin is dull when it used to be full of life.
You could stand for hours critiquing every inch of you, what part of you is too small, too big, too harsh or too soft. And you did. After every shower, you stood in front of the mirror, assessing every inch of yourself.
Matty hated it. of course, he did. You were perfect in his eyes, beyond perfect. but he couldn't stop you.
It happened like clockwork every few weeks. However, today, it seemed especially bad. The usual 10-minute assessment dragged on, becoming longer and longer with every tug and prod. He could almost hear your inner voice screaming about how you're not good enough for him and that he deserved better.
Eventually, you came to bed. Flopping on the mattress and immediately trying to burrow yourself under the blanket. but before you can, Matty grips the blanket and pulls it from your hands, forcing you to flip over and face him.
“I know what you're doing,” he says bluntly, eyeing you suspiciously.
“M’okay. I'm just tired. Long week.” you say softly, throwing matty a half-hearted smile.
You're lying. You both know that for a fact, but you pray that just this once Matty lets it go.
He doesn't, of course.
“Baby, I can see right through you. Standing in the mirror for half an hour and mumbling to yourself angrily doesn't exactly scream “im okay”” he pouts teasingly at you, and you can't help but giggle at his pufferfish face (a term you coined for that exact look early on in your relationship)
You sigh heavily before answering, “Yeah, im just - I don't even know. Feeling shitty I guess. Ugly, insecure, unloveable. You know, all the usual Friday night emotions” You try to lighten the mood with a joke, but everyone who knows you knows you joking is a sign something is really bothering you.
“You are none of those things, my love. Let me prove it to you, yeah?” Matty asks, moving to hover over your body.
You can already feel an ache between your thighs at the sight of your boyfriend above you, but you still can't shake how you're feeling.
“You don't have to, matty. I know I don't look great right now. Don't feel pressured or anything, I'm sure I'll just sleep it off.” 
“Never feel pressured with you, I just want to show you how beautiful you are to me, will you let me?” Matty looks down at you with soft eyes, and you can't pretend you don't want him between your legs for a second longer, giving him an assured nod.
“Gotta use your words for me, baby,” Matty lightly demands, dropping his mouth to your neck and pressing kisses to your skin.
“Mmm yes. Make me feel good, please,” you beg, gasping as Matty nips your neck playfully, soothing each patch of skin with his tongue.
“Thats my girl. Gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart.” Matty whispers in your ear, pulling back with a Cheshire-cat-like grin that has you blushing.
You try to turn away from him, the weight of his eye contact feeling like too much. But Matty places a hand on your jaw, dragging your face back to his and connecting your eyes once more.
Matty holds eye contact as he drops between your thighs, peppering them with kisses and hushed compliments as he moves to where you need him most. His fingers fall between your legs, parting your thighs and spreading you open for him.
“so pretty” he whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to your clit that rips a gasp from your chest. you can already feel your nerves thrumming with desire.
“Please Matty just- I can't take any teasing, please,” you beg, closing your eyes and trying to catch your breath.
“Anything you want, princess, take my hand, yeah?” Matty’s hand moves from between your legs up to grab your own, lightly gripping your hand to ground you and remind you that he wants you. He wants to make you feel good.
You smile softly down at him, looking into his eyes and memorising the exact way he looks right now, to live in your head for as long as it can.
With his hand in yours, he starts mouthing your cunt, moaning and licking your slick like he's devouring a sweet peach, juices running down his chin as he consumes you.
He’s practically making out with your cunt, burrowing himself between your legs and doing everything he can to make you feel good. Every few minutes you can feel a mumbled complement vibrate against you.
“Tastes so good angel.”
“So beautiful for me.”
“Good girl.”
Every vibration of his words against you pulls you closer to the edge. You can feel your skin growing pinker as matty continues between your thighs, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body. Matty is grinding against the mattress below him at the sight of you, but you're too lost in the haze to notice anything right now.
You roll your hips needily against Matty's face, and he immediately understands your silent pleading, moving faster against you and making the fire inside you grow even brighter.
Matty flicks his eyes up to you as he works his mouth over you, slick covering his cheeks as slips a finger inside you, smirking at the broken moan that falls from your lips. Every time his nose brushes your clit you feel a bolt of lightning strike you, your pulse quickens with every touch.
the tension in your gut is growing, and you squeeze mattys hand to warn him, whimpering “close” as best you can between the needy moans and whines.
Matty pulls away briefly, “Cum whenever you need to princess, so good for me.” As soon as he finishes he's diving back between your thighs with a new fervour, fucking you with his tongue and purposefully using his nose to stimulate your clit.
The mix of his tongue and his finger burrowed inside you is dizzying. The air is thickening around you with each passing second, and the only noises filling the room are a mix of your lewd groans and the sticky noises of matty worshipping you.
The neverending streams of compliments and his unrelenting pace against you soon push you to breaking point, coming undone with a whimpered “thank you” and shaking thighs.
Your legs grip around mattys head like a vice, keeping him buried between your legs. And he honestly couldn't be happier with that arrangement, squeezing your hand as you cum to remind you why he's doing this, to remind you how absolutely obsessed he is with every part of you.
Eventually, your legs loosen as the aftershocks stop rattling through your body. The goosebumps over your skin begin to fade, and you start falling back to earth.
Matty quickly moves from between your legs, hovering over you before leaning forward and desperately kissing you, pressing his tongue into your mouth so you can taste yourself. You groan at the taste, moving your hands to grip Matty's hair, grabbing his curls and pulling him closer against you.
You only break apart when your need for oxygen demands it, Matty panting above you with an overjoyed smile on his face. You smirk back at him, planning to repay him in the best way you know how.
But as you move your hand to grip his boxers, you feel the distinct lack of a boner and the presence of a damp spot sitting on the front of them. Your eyes flick down and study the dark grey patch on his underwear. You scrunch your face in confusion for a few seconds until it dawns on you.
He came. Untouched. Just from eating you out.
Matty sees the realisation on your face and groans, dropping down and burrowing his face in your neck. You can feel his cheeks growing hot as you giggle at his reaction, matty brings his mouth up to your cheek, pressing a kiss to it before he speaks.
“You're just really hot when you cum, im kind of obsessed with it. and you.” he whispers, pulling back to look at you with a cheesy grin. His eyes trace over your face, memorising every aspect of how you look.
Even if one day you become a stranger, if this all ends, he wants to remember exactly how you look right now.
He wants to remember the flush on your cheeks, the way the tip of your nose scrunches when you giggle, and the distinct glow of love in your eyes. 
“Love you,” you whisper, leaning forward until you are a few centimetres from Matty's lips.
“I love you too” he whispers back, surging forward and catching your lips in a kiss he hopes conveys every bit of love that his words couldn't.
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narwhalandchill · 10 months
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obsessed with how dan feng describes yingxing as "that exceedingly arrogant craftsman" actually like its Really giving his lizard in-love-so-deeply-it-consumes-him ass just absolutely seething about the matter on the regular energy & i love that. like how this man (now permanently rent free in his head) just woke up with all his stats coincidentally minmaxed into fucking hypnotizing dan feng specifically with his autistic rizz who never stood a fucking chance. countless lifetimes spent in solitude regal and unattached and unaffected by others and then yingxing goes oh bet? and its all over. falling head first. swept off his feet. dumbstruck. sighing like a maiden. losing sleep to longing. knees weak. absolutely owned. and he KNOWS this.
ya id call him an arrogant fuck to cope too
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nerosdayinanime · 1 year
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they love eachother so much you have no idea
(also i was listening to 'Welcome Home' by radical face for this one and i just think its very Themcore & you should check it out)
ok so abo au- Giyuu's an omega & Sabito's an alpha prime, theyre a pair & water pillars by the time Giyuu encounters the Kamados-
it starts off normal with him snapping at Tanjiro for having no spine & sending them off to Urokodaki, instead of saying anything through letter he just tells Sabito to meet him with Urokodaki in 3 days- he spends a day dealing with a different demon nearby before catching up w Tanjiro
He gets there while Tanjiro's scaling the mountain, Sabito arrives not too long after and they all sit & drink some tea until Giyuu starts explaining what happened. Sabito flips his shit when Giyuu says he'd commit seppuku in response to Nezuko eating someone, they start arguing and snapping at eachother until Urokodaki says 'Enough!' in a Tone.
They both duck their heads and stop while he explains the little event that happened on the way, he notes that Nezuko has 'an unprecedented amount of restraint' and Giyuu shoots a Look at Sabito who looks like he's just swallowed a lemon but relents to Giyuu's choice to let her live. Tanjiro arrives and collapses at the door, Sabito notes the look of sheer determination in his face before it turned confused at the New People in the house
Sabito gets up and walks out past him, Tanjiro turns back to Urokodaki & Giyuu and asks who that was. 'dont mind him, he doesnt like your situation right now. you'll encounter worse [than him] on your travels down this path' Tanjiro nods to the warning, then eats & they all chat for a bit before he finally conks out.
Urokodaki forces Giyuu to do chores around the place and set up him & Sabito's room since theyre staying for a little bit, like an hour in Sabito comes back and does his share of chores n such- they sort of ignore eachother, a little passive aggressively from Giyuu's side, it has Urokodaki shaking his head at their little spat
When it comes time to sleep Sabito finally caves when Giyuu lays down with his back towards him at a distance. He apologizes and says he realizes how much it means to Giyuu, 'im just scared of losing you' and Giyuu melts- how can he be mad about that? they make-up cuddle about it and in the morning they are rudely woken up by Very Loud Noise Very Close To Their Face- Urokodaki's way of getting back at them for not visiting for months, suddenly dumping 2 more children on him, and making him deal with their moody little asses the whole day before (he's still glad to see them despite all that tho<3)
over the course of 2 years whenever either of them would have time between missions they'd usually check in on how Tanjiro's training was coming along or if Nezuko ever woke up, after the first year when they stopped by they'd spar with him and correct his stance & motions and whatnot. Sabito's still a hardass and a little bit mean but he means well, Giyuu's very bad at teaching tho. Tanjiro really has to learn through actions with him bc he doesnt know how to explain whats wrong and whats okay. when they're not around Makomo's still the one sweetly running him into the ground with training<3
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venacoeurva · 11 months
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Comic kind of not really going any significant direction, just a conversation but??
Wren anytime anyone frequently verbally expresses affection in lieu of just vibing: hm [POWERWALKING AWAY (unless you’re Kurk bc he’s funny about it in his sincerity)]
-Please do not reupload, edit, or use.-
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verm1c1de · 2 months
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how the FUCK do mew people who only mewse ur phones function im straight up considering blowing myself up fr
anyways this is what ive been up to in terms of the doodlebook
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fuckyeahfraxus · 11 months
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Laxus: What are you in the mood for? Freed: Hmm... World domination. Laxus: Yea, I think we shouldn't try such crap a second time. Freed: You are my world.
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polyhexian · 1 year
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Listen Im not out to piss on anyone's fun or anything but when I pick up a fic that's tagged explicitly as consensual when it's a kink that has a strong connotation with noncon/dubcon and then once I'm actually in it's obviously dubcon, I'm like. I gotta bail man. It's one thing for a wacky fun fantasy that wouldnt fly irl because of consent issues but It's Fantasy They're All Having Fun It's Fine but if you tag it as consensual and it's Absolutely Dubcon all I can think is "wow op really thinks is what consent looks like huh" and it skeeves me out. Just tag it dubcon it's fine don't assure me it's not dubcon and then slap me with dubcon. It's rude.
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How the story interpreted my refusal to slay the princess: Oh! You must have fallen in love! Here's a voice that is totally smitten with the Damsel you want to save and wants to live with her in a happily ever after!
My actual reaction: *flipping off the Narrator off* Fuck you, ominous voice, I do what I want!!! This is just to spite you, you can't tell me what to do!!!
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kinos-fortress-2 · 6 months
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idk comfort characters moment ig
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festering-bacteria · 1 year
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Some shippy doodles and some older felicity drawings while I take a break from redesigns 💋
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eclown4hire · 1 year
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exposing myself as a arakoga (narukoga?) shipper once again
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27-royal-teas · 2 months
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i am so full of love i love you i love you i love you so much my heart hurts. you are going places and i’m so so proud of you. even if you aren’t going places im so so proud of you. you’ve made it this far and you’re living and you’re getting by a little more each day and that is such a MIRACLE, I’m so fucking amazed at how far you’ve come. I can’t believe I’m this lucky to be able to be here with you. we’re holding the door for each other at target. you’re the barista taking my order who I make eye contact with and the author of the fic i just left kudos on and the artist behind the drawings i adore and the person who smiles at me when I pass them in the park. i might not know you in real life, and we may have only interacted in passing, but it doesn’t matter. you’re here and i’m glad and i’m so fucking lucky for the chance to even cross your path.
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hauntedpearl · 7 months
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oh god another one.
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call-me-apple · 8 months
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c!Drunz slash romantic slash sexual slash whatever I love you I wish people weren't fucking cowards and made you a little fucked up the way you deserve
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