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tteokdoroki · 9 months

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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. baby talk.

about. you know how people raise their voices all high and squeal, and pout through their words when they talk to babies?…yeah? well imagine that with your husband, katsuki.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! sfw, fluff, baby talking (lots of w’s involved), cutesy speech, baby doesn’t have a name, new parents, reader is referred to as mommy, fem!reader, girl dad + pro hero!bakugou, uncle!deku.

you’ve always known your husband, bakugou, to be slightly rough around the edges. being the man that he is, and witnessing first hand every struggle he’s ever gone through, it’s hard to imagine him without his hardened outer shell. your katsuki has stood on the brink of death more than once — testing, fighting it… all while facing a world that saw him as good for nothing and evil.

how could you expect a man like that to be anything other than defensive, brash and bold? katsuki bakugou can be a little harsh, a little too mean at times but that’s never deterred you from giving him all the love he thinks he doesn’t deserve. you’d give him all the stars in the sky if you could, and he would give you the universe in turn.

he was far from cookie cutter perfect, yet, even with his bumps and sharp edges, katsuki tried to love you and let you in. still, you’d never thought you’d see the day when all of the blonde’s roughness, his bared fangs and callous tongue all melted away for another human being aside from you.

for your darling baby girl.

“who’s my ‘eepy lil’ girl? you are! yeah. you are, sweetheart. oh, what’s that? big yawn for daddy?” the blonde coos with a sunshine smile that lights up the entirety of his well-aged face. you’re still young, for parents of a eight month old but even you can see the way that his hair is slightly silvered at his undercut that’s growing out and there are finer lines under ruby framed eyes (the late nights and early starts are probably the reason for that).

still, with all of this, and even with your genetics throwing a spanner in the works — your daughter is the spitting image of bakugou and he loves her. he loves her pale blonde curls, big bambi red eyes and her all the parts about her that remind him of you.

pulling her from her crib to settle her on his hip, the bigger bakugou rubs the sleep from her eyes as she wakes up from her nap. “so freakin’ cute.” he hums, licking his thumb to wipe over the traces of tears on her cheeks.

ever since she was born, earlier and around spring time, bakugou has been absolutely obsessed with the tiny human version of him you'd blessed him with. he’ll be the first one up at the crack of dawn when she cries for her breakfast, he’s happy to carry around her dynamight themed baby bag and always apologises to you when you have to change her explosive diapers (or he just does it for you.).

baby dynamight goes everywhere with her daddy, she’d be on patrols if you’d let bakugou take her on them too. she’s absolutely spoiled as well, with more clothes and toys and itty bitty little shoes a baby of her age would need despite how often you tell your husband that she’ll just grow out everything. perhaps your little girl is more spoiled than you — not that you mind, because it only means you get to witness adorable moments like these each and every day.

“katsuki, she’s supposed to be lying down.” you remind him gently, stepping past the threshold of the nursery to be by his side. your daughter instantly reaches out to curl three of her tiny fingers around your index, drooling in content between both of her parents.

bakugou looks down at you with a distraught pout. “yeah… but she woke up cryin’ f’me so i came to check on my sweepy wittol pwincess.” you giggle at how high pitched katsuki makes his voice when he talks about your daughter, baby-talking her whilst waving her tiny little hand at you. “say hi to momma, sweet girl. say hi!”

the mini bakugou tucked into his bulky arms lets out an excited squeal — though she’s quickly distracted by mapping her hands up and down the squiggly lines (tattoos) on daddy’s arms.

“exactly,” you press, grabbing an uravity themed spit up cloth from the diaper station behind you moth. carefully, you mop up the drool tracks baby dynamight leaves on katsuki before dabbing at her chin as well. “we’re trying to get her to learn how to go back to sleep on her own. which means?”

“leavin’ her to cry until she falls back to sleep….”

“which is why?”

bakugou’s shoulders sag in defeat. you know how much he hates leaving her to cry, it’s been difficult for him to adjust to not just picking her up whenever she needs or he wants to. “you invited stupid deku over ‘n daddy has to have stupid drinks with his big stupid broccoli head, ain’t that right gorgeous?” your baby grins with her gums again and bakugou blows a raspberry at her. “oh yeah? yes it is! look at that pretty girl smilin’, just like momma.”

you know he’s trying to butter you up for more time with her — you’re a sucker for the father-daughter bond they have already, you fear that you might melt if you look at the two of them together any longer. they’re a sight for sore eyes, the two loves of your life cuddled up with each other, baby bakugou’s pudgy cheek resting on katsuki’s warm chest (no doubt lulling her back to sleep).

“katsuki please,” you plead weakly, ready to give up on being the rain on this baby parade so you can scoop your little girl up and shower her with kisses. “we have guests and she needs to go back to sleep. or she’ll be up in the middle of the night.”

the elder blonde can’t help the proud smile that illuminates his face as he watches his two girls together — the way you fiddle with her baby grow to make sure she’s cosy. “s’okay, daddy’ll wake up for you, won’t he?” bakugou sways from side to side, toying with all the tiny features on your daughter before catching your exasperated look. “alright, fine. back to sleep we go princess. don’t mind mommy, she’s jus’ bein’ meanie who won’t let me show you off.”

there’s a tender moment, where time stands still, while katsuki lowers his pride and joy back into her crib — fighting back what are probably tears as she clings onto every part of him, looking up at him with her matching big beautiful ruby eyes. he feels as though he’s looking into a mirror that reflects not only him but parts of you as well.

“night night princess, goodnight! daddy loves ya—“

said moment is lost when izuku stops by the nursery on his way back down stairs from the bathroom. “wait, kacchan baby-talks?”

“of course i do nerd!” bakugou’s head whips up faster than the speed of sound, and you have to refrain from laughing at how fast he goes from soft and tender father to deku’s public enemy number one. “she’s my fuckin’—” the blonde pauses after receiving a warning glance from you. no cursing in front of the baby. “freakin’ kid!”

the number one raises his hands in surrender, sheepish laughter spilling out of him. “relax kacchan! i was only teasing.”

“tease my ass! you go ‘nd have a kid with your partner ‘n see what it turns you into — in fact, ‘m surprised you don’t have a whole litter already. what with the way you two are fuckin’.”

“oh that’s rich coming from you, kacchan. you guys literally conceived at my family barbecue last year!”

“well you fucked on my desk. my desk. so it’s only right that we—!”

while the boys bicker, you make quick work of ensuring your daughter is safely tucked in and her pacifier is popped into her mouth just in case she wakes up again and needs to soothe herself. stroking back her peach fuzz curls, you press a kiss to the soft membrane of her skull and pull back with a wistful grin while she drifts off to sleep again. her unfairly long lashes flutter against your hand, mostly inherited from her father.

“alright boys, that’s enough!” you whisper yell, hands still on the bar of the crib to make “don’t you see that she’s sleeping again? we wouldn’t wanna wake her up, right?”

katsuki pouts. “you’re right, sorry, sweetness.”

midoriya nods along agreeably, taking a peek at his sleeping niece from the doorway.“right! otherwise we’d have to send daddy back in there to save baby girl’s day. he can’t resist his pwecious gwirl.”

“i said shut the fuck up, izuku!” your husband snarls, cheeks burning fire truck red.

“yes daddy!” izuku bats his eyelashes at him.

“i’ll kill you, nerd.”

“i’d like to see you try, daddy!”

“boys!”

you do try your best to intercept, but your daughter beats you to it — waking up with a fresh set of tears and a wail so loud it has two big, burly pro heroes baby-talking her in an attempt to get her right back to sleep.

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rosedom · 2 months

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Hi!!! i'm obsessed with your works, they are really good!!!! :3 Could i maybe request a stomach bulge/omegaverse dom!male!reader x tighnari? >w<

"an unnamed player has invited TIGHNARI to play . . . my delicate, palm-sized lotus

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!top!amab!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!tighnari, omegaverse, alpha!reader & omega!tighnari, size difference, stomach bulge, dirty talk + praise, cumming inside .

A/N : i am so soft for sweet omegas and tummy bulges o(*^＠^*)o

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

Tighnari's always smelled sweet—this you cannot deny. Today, though, he's sweet enough to make your teeth ache; and he's making sure to set his claim on you, scenting you and smearing his scent all across you.

Throat, wrists, face, and your sternum—all of you gets covered in the rich scent of lotus flowers, staking his love across your skin.

"Eager lil' fox," you murmur, giggling at the way his nose tickles at your throat. A low purr is rumbling from his chest, ricochetting through your chest, pressed as it is to Tighnari's. "Gettin' me all smelly."

His purrs increase, drowning out your laugh. "'m not stinking you up," he says through it all, nipping at the jut of your chin to hush your laughter, kissing the nick away. "Makin' you smell like me."

You coo. "Everybody's gonna know I'm yours, huh?"

The smile pressed into your throat makes your hindbrain sing, and you allow your own gentle purr to rise and meet his.

And then Tighnari starts grinding down. "Alpha," he whines, his wettened cock rubbing against yours. He leans his forehead against yours 'til his breath fans across your cheeks, oh-so terribly drenched in the scent of his arousal.

All the while, his tail curls around your thigh, the soft fur rubbing against your bare skin. You smile, taking hold of the base of it and dragging your hand down the length. "What izzit, honey?" you drawl, as if you hadn't teased him, earlier, as if you don't already know how needy he is. You can smell his want, after all—heady on the tip of your tongue.

He whines, and the sound comes out buzzing after it travels through his purrs, syrupy slow. "Fuck me," he says, sealing it against your lips. Easily, you take control of the kiss, and Tighnari gives it up easily; he sinks into the drag of your lips and tongue, quiet lil' sounds spilling from his throat.

Fucking him, then, is easy. He's loose and wet and open, and you sink two fingers in immediately. Two turns to three turns to four, because you're large, and Tighnari is awfully small, compared to you.

Your hands—one lube-slick and one slick-slick, thick and heady with his arousal—hold tight but tender, firm but achingly soft to the gentle jut of each hip. Buried down to his neck like this, his scent is even stronger, a mix of horniness and abject love and entirely drenched in lotus-scent. It makes your cock throb, buried as it is deep n' snug in his small cunt.

"'m ready, please," he whispers, begs, voice already broken. He's cum once, already, spread wide across the knuckles of each finger and drip-dripping down to your wrist.

"I know you are, sweet boy," you whisper, giddy, licking across the protrusion of his scent gland, of the healed imprint of your teeth, of his mating mark. "Your body is rather telling, y'know? Your lil' cunt is clenching so eagerly around me."

Tighnari whines at you, grinding down to the subtle swell of your knot. It's not formed, yet, but it'll grow quick, spurred on by your mate's scent and the eager bump-thump of his hips. You guide him smoothly, letting him ride you without giving his thighs too uncomfortable a strain. "Easy, 'Nari. I gotcha."

He nods as he falls into your soft n' sensual rhythm. "Okay, okay," he whimpers, greedily sucking in your scent right at the base of your neck, at the matching mark he left on you all that time ago.

Looking at him, he's an absolute mess.

His ears are pinned back, melting into his mussed-up curls. You've got his bangs tucked back and over, exposing his forehead for you to tilt up and kiss, the skin of his face below it flushed red and ruddy. His eyes are shut, thick tears popping up at the corners of his waterline.

But, below, is where your attention is drawn. "Oh, small sweetheart."

Tighnari moans, airy and soft, as you push him back to sitting straight up on your cock. He stops, sat perfectly astride your lap with your cock swallowed up to the hilt; your knot is snug between his labia, pressing against his opening, but neither of you are paying attention to it.

No. No, rather, you're watching the ripple of his soft, muscled stomach, and, particularly, the bulge below his navel.

He whines, again, dropping his hand to press into the protrusion. You can feel the pressure at the head of your cock, and Tighnari must, too, feels the way his body gives way for you. "Oh, oh," he murmurs, cries, the tears you thumbed away earlier coming back with a vengeance. Grinding down, pressing harsh against the bulge—it all makes him sob before he collapses into you. "Alpha, my mate, my—my love, please, please—"

"Don't beg, you don't need to beg, sweet boy, sweet omega, my omega," you coo, beginning to grind into him and bringing his hips down to meet yours. Your knot sinks in easy, in and out, popping out noisily before you thrust it back in with each downwards pull. "I'll give you everything."

Sweetness envelops you, stronger than before and all-encompassing—a natural reaction, activated by the orgasm washing over Tighnari in waves and sending you heard-first into your own. Your knot swells, slow, filling him up in only as fast as he can handle, stretching his loose cunt and keeping your cum from leaking out even as you keep on filling him, bulging his navel.

"'Nari," you murmur, enraptured, nuzzling at his throat as he falls into you. He puts his hands back on your shoulders, holding you tight, and you finally get the opportunity, now, to press against the bulge in his stomach. Feeling it beneath your own hand is entirely different—you feel your own palm, you feel the press into your own cock.

Overstimulated, Tighnari whines, trying to jerk away from the touch but only serving to jostle your knot and cock and cum all muddled up deep. "Easy, now; don't hurt yourself."

"'m not gonna," he whispers and he settles down on you more comfortably. His cunt gentle milks you, an unconscious thing, and another purr starts in his chest. Your own purr mirrors it, a pretty melody and scent all in one, the two of you so intermingled in every possible way.

You know you'll have to pull out, clean up—later. Right now, you're perfectly content rubbing your mate's back, caring for him like a good alpha ought to.

Though he may smell sweet on his own, he smells perfect, now, mingled wholly with you.

i blacked out writing this, so i apologize for any mistakes, and for how long this sat in my inbox . . . this was so much fun (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) sweet and loving abo my beloved !

7 MAR. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】#whether or not he is in heat is up to u OwO #sub tighnari #tighnari smut #tighnari x reader #sub character #sub genshin #genshin smut #genshin x reader #top reader #dom reader #amab reader #omegaverse #first official abo on the blog (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)#there's some on my ao3 tho . . . haha . . .

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crimsonbubble · 1 year

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HIII I LOVE UR WORKSS, ill just idea dump some lil brainrots im planning to write ab! — just in general, hsr men taking ur v-card, and them having a corruption kink, just saying.. — jelly sex with jing yuan & blade, like jing yuan and blade are sworn enemies but not when tagteaming you <3 — single dad!welt and you being his neighbor taking care of his kid/s together

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, threesome, overstimulation, brief pussy job, throat bulge, brief choking, implied size kink, praise, oral (m + f receiving), creampie *not proofread, just pure horny

[I LOVE WRITING ABOUT MY HYPERFIXATIONS/MILD OBSESSIONS SJSMSNDK] this has little to no connection to the original plot this is just pure horny writing 💀💀 also didn't know how to end it so-

MINORS DNI!!

who knew the only thing these two can agree on is the pretty little mess that lays on general jing yuan's bed?

with your head hanging off the edge of his bed, it gives jing yuan easy access to your warm and awaiting mouth. while blade has his head buried between your thighs. his tongue is swirling and flicking against your twitchy clit with no remorse.

"there we go little dove." your soft whimpers are muffled by jing yauns cock, harsh gagging noises being heard as he pushes himself to the back of your mouth. there's drool pooling and spilling over your lips as he shallowly thrusts his hips. the pleasure from blades mouth sent another orgasm ripping through your veins.

he comes up from your sloppy cunt with a wet mouth, wiping his hand over his face as his leaky cock presses against your hole. you're arching your hips down to catch the tip of his dick against your sopping hole. blade sit up, pumping his cock lazily before tapping his tip against your clit. his free hand squeezes your thigh, his eyes lingering on you pulsing cunt.

each tap sent shocks through your core, whining around jing yuans cock and clutching desperately at the sheets. blade slowly rocked his hips, grinding his length against your messy cunt. blade watched the slight bulge form in your throat as jing yuan steadily fucked your mouth.

it felt as though blade was burning a hole into you as he stared. jing yuan pulled out of your mouth abruptly, a silent cue for blade to push into you. you let out a short gasp followed by a whine as blade bottomed out, only giving you a few mere seconds to adjust to the feeling of his cock buried within your walls.

jing yuan took it upon himself to set a rhythm, pushing into your mouth when blade pulled out. your cunt is gushing around blades cock and making a mess of both of you and the sheets. jing yuan is pressing a hand to your throat, groaning each time he feels the bump in your throat from how deep your taking him.

your trying to blink away tears yet they keep falling from your eyes as the pleasure slowly becoms blinding. your thighs are trembling in blades grip, pressing into his sides as he moves to hover over you. his hands move from your thighs up to your waist, pushing and pulling you at his own will. an almost animalistic growl rumbles in jing yuans chest as blade all but manhandled you.

"now, now... is there a need to be so rough?"

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buckyalpine · 1 year

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*Runs and hides from the 1000s of wips while I write this fluffy rogue thought that came into my head*

Bucky being obsessed with your baby bump.

Imagine being pregnant with Bucky’s lil baby and as much as you absolutely love it, not every day is easy.

Like today.

You pouted, looking at yourself in the mirror, your slightly rounded belly pushing against your sundress ever so slightly. You brushed your hand over your tummy, not sure if it was your little one growing or the 3 donuts you’d scarfed down making you bigger today.

Bucky walked in, padding towards you like an excited puppy, his hands immediately coming to wrap around you, loving how soft and sweet you looked carrying his baby. He thought he was in love before but that was nothing compared to now.

You were genuinely so gorgeous; your skin glowed, your body was driving him feral, your neediness made him weak in the knees. He frowned when he looked down to see your less than happy face, scrutinizing every change your body was going through while your husband was waiting for you to give him attention.

“Why is my angel grumpy” He whispered against your hairline, peppering kisses across your face while you shrugged, not meeting his eyes. He hummed, noting the way your gaze were still fixated on your body, easily reading your mind.

“Hmm, is it cause of this little one” His eyes twinkled, dropping to his knees, pressing his forehead against your tummy. “Is my munchkin making you all pouty?”

You nodded while Bucky lifted your dress, pressing his lips on your bare skin, his hands coming up to your hips so he could pull you closer and smush his face in. You giggled at the feeling of him rubbing his face in, tickling your sensitive skin,

He becomes a ridiculous menace with your belly. He always has to have a hand on your tummy at all times. Doesn’t matter when or where. As long as he can shove his hand under your shirt and feel your belly, he’s content.

Move night? Hand on your belly, under your oversized shirt. He’s ready to flip anyone off that tells him he’s doing too much but no one does because the way he dotes on you is too cute.

Cuddle time? Only if he can be big spoon so he can hold your belly.

Showering? Obviously, he has to be there.

Cooking? Both hands are splayed on your tummy while you waddle around the kitchen, telling him he can sit down. So now he’s pouting while still holding your tummy.

Going for a walk? You have to take breaks so he can feel your perfect baby bump.

He also never stops talking about it.

“Isn’t my angel the prettiest?”

“Yeah, she is-”

“Shut up, only I can say that”

“My baby looks so pretty carrying my baby”

“Can’t wait to get you pregnant again doll”

“Bucky, we haven’t even had our first-”

“Shhh, we’re gonna make an army of baby Buckys”

“If you look this good now, imagine how gorgeous you’d look with twins”

“It’s not like you can decide when twins happen”

“Then we’ll just have to keep trying- (wiggles his eyebrows, stalking over to you with that horny feral look that got you pregnant in the first place)

“What if it’s not twins the next time”

“Then we try again”

“and again”

“Bucky, seriously?”

“Yes”

“Were gonna have so many babies”

“And they will be called Winter’s Children”

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f10werfae · 1 year

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Baby Subway

Pairing: Husband!Henry Cavill x Shy!Pregnant!Wife!Reader

summary:Henry has to order for his shy pregnant wife when she wants a sandwich and he just has a cuteness explosion over her, and so do some fans (DILF Henry) (req by @stormcloudss )

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“Come on honey, no need to be shy, it’s only Subway” Henry chuckled holding onto his wife’s hand, the shorter woman stood behind him shyly, her head shaking rapidly; her 7 month bump softly rubbing against his back. His other hand reaching behind his back to smooth over her stomach, feeling the tiny flutter kicks following his touch.

“T-they might think i-i’m weird or something, can y-you order hubs?” She whispered kissing his arm softly, nuzzling her head into it like a puppy, following his footsteps as he walked up to the counter full of ingredients. “Of course pup, do anything for you, just the usual yeah?” Henry turned halfway to bend down and press a soft wet kiss onto her lips, a giggly smile forming onto her lips.

“Yes please, but add mushrooms please” She whispered on her tippy toes, kissing just below his ear, smiling at the hickey she left on his neck from that same morning. Her pregnancy hormones had left her nothing soft of a raging sex monster, she would encourage Henry to take her anywhere and anyway possible, as long as she would be able to feel his cock inside her sensitive pussy.

Whether it be the kitchen table, against the porch railing of their backyard, any of their bedrooms and anywhere where they found themselves needing each other. So this morning when Henry felt his shy wife’s mouth on his hardening cock he obviously had to fuck her to another universe, with her orgasms being twice as sensitive, her swollen tits never leaving his mouth; her husband now obsessed with the growing globes.

“Uhh hi there, yeah, a foot long right baby?” Henry asked looking up at the order board, “U-uh a six inch is okay-“

“Yes a foot long, with uh, tomatoes, cucumber, salami, Mariana sauce and southwest sauce please.” Henry replied politely, wincing when he felt his wife pinch his ass, “OH, and mushrooms please” He chuckled holding both her hands now, seeing her sundress flow through the side of his eye, a new purple floral thing Henry had bought during their trip to Portugal.

“Was that alright honey?” He whispered pulling her to the side as they waited on their order, his hands resting on her hips while she played with the chain around his neck; a necklace that had their wedding anniversary on it. “Y-yeah thank you so much hubby” She beamed leaning up to kiss his beard covered chin, her hands clutching onto the opening of his denim coat. With Henry whispering sweet nothings into her ear, causing his woman to giggly shyly while they hid in the corner of the subway

“Reckon you can give me your sweet goods later?” He joked feeling her panty lines over her dress, his eyes trained on her cleavage, painted with a thin layer of sweat during the summer months. “Hmm yeah I think so, need you so bad” She whined pressing het body flat against his as much as she could, quickly breaking away when she heard the worker call out the order.

“What’dya say pup?” Henry said intertwining their fingers, his thumb rubbing over her knuckles comfortingly as he urged her towards the counter. “Thank you miss” She said out loud, her heart hammering in her chest, for the longest time she had major anxiety about the simplest things, such as ordering food. So it was a total blessing when Henry the man of her dreams was willing to take that responsibility, basically memorising her order for each restaurant.

“Good job pup, bein’ such a brave mummy, can’t wait for our lil’ girl to come out jus’ like her mummy; so precious n’ beautiful” He said out loud, catching the attention of the older women nearby, Y/n’s face heating up at all the unnecessary attention. “I-I wan’ her to be like you, all warm n’ cuddly like a teddy bear” Y/n said excitedly swinging their arms back and forth, her subway sandwich held in Henry’s other arm; apparently it’s too heavy for his baby to carry.

——-

“Wait can I have my sandwich now please, we’re starving” Y/n whined as soon as they got through the front door, her lips turning into a pout, her eyes watering and her brows furrowing. Although her face slowly brightened as she saw Henry was leading them straight to their kitchen, she could practically feel their baby girl bouncing for joy in the womb. “You hungry baby yeah? Want Daddy to feed mummy for you?” Henry joked bending down to her bulging stomach, kissing wherever the baby’s foot kicked, the imprint being seen through the thin sundress.

“I think she said yes, feed me” Y/n giggled sitting herself onto Henry’s lap, her throne as they like to call it. “Whatever the princess baby wants, she gets” Henry chuckled opening the sandwich, cutting it up into bite amounts, smiling when he saw spurts of sauce covering his wife’s face; his hands immediately coming to wipe her face delicately, while she held a wide smile on her face.

“I think she likes the mushrooms” Y/n whispered rubbing her stomach as she ate the last bit of the foot long sub, struggling to stand up with such a full stomach, her body supported by her loving husband’s arms. “I think you did too babe” Chuckling he stood up alongside her, caressing her ass lovingly, even giving it a playful squeeze as he kissed her cheek; her hand coming up to caress his face slightly.

“I think w-we need to take a f-family nap please” Y/n said giggling patting her belly, pulling Henry with her towards their custom made sofa, the wide plush couch basically fit the both of them snuggly enough. “Want your pregnancy pillow honey? Know you can’t sleep comfortably without it” Henry urged grabbing the massive white worm looking pillow on the other side of the room; helping her to lay down and manoeuvre her body around the material.

The pillow fitting in between her legs, allowing her to hug onto it as if it was Henry, “Wow no room for daddy?” Henry scoffed jokingly spanking her thigh lightly, watching as she cutely shuffled forward, leaving him room behind her body to slip in, making her the little spoon. “H-hubs she’s kickin, feel!” Y/n laughed grabbing his larger hand, and placing it on the front of her stomach,

“We made her baby, the perfect mix of me and you, I hope her brother is the same” He whispered kissing her neck hotly, his hands moving up to grope he swollen sore breasts, making her moan out and nuzzle back against his crotch and chest.

“W-wait brother? Hold on!”

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@/whitelillies3000: Omg Henry Cavill and Y/n Cavill just came into the subway I work at !! !! HE ORDERED FOR HER AND HE KEPT HER AWAY FROM THE OTHER CROWDS IN STORE BY HUGGING HER AGAINST THE CORNER. I SWEAR SHE IS THE CUTEST THING ALIVE, HE EVEN GOT HER TO SAY THANK YOU TO ME BC SHES SO SHYI NEARLY STARTED BLUSHING. Anyways I love the Cavill couple, YIn is stunning pregnant and Henry just can't keep his hands off her, literally kept touching her up and kissing her; AND RUBBING HER STOMACH (wa) Sleeping in the highway tonight. Next thing you know they're walking hand in hand down the street, she was literally skipping while reaching for her subway but he wouldn't let her carry it so she pouted AND HE JUST KEPT KISSING HER UNTIL SHE SMILED AND GIGGLED AGAIN UGHZ

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dontexpectmuch · 1 year

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Hiii i’m so obsessed w ur writing omg ;—; i was wondering if you’d wanna write a lil fic about a clingy n sleepy jude trying to coax his s/o to bed for bedtime cuddles but they’re refusing to budge until they finish their extensive skincare routine and he grows progressively more impatient and needy 😭

“it’s late.” judes strained voice came from behind you, as you looked at his tired expression through the mirror.

you currently were in your bathroom, finishing, or rather just beginning, your skincare routine for the night. jude wanted to have a sleepover with you, since the two of you had a busy week and weren’t able to meet up as much. right after training ended, jude also had to attend a few meetings, whether it was with his manager or something for media day. thus, he was even more exhausted than normally and therefore more clingy as well.

you hummed, rubbing the oil gently on your face and tracing down to your neck, “wait in bed for me, love. this might take a while.” you tell him calmly, eyes once again meeting with his through the mirror.

jude sighed again, stepping closer and resting his warm hands against your hips, head on your shoulder. “i don’t see the point of doing all this.” he begins, voice deep, “you already look really good.”

you laughed quietly at his behavior, bumping your head lightly against his, while also continuing on with your routine.

“i want to look good, even in our fifties, you know, like, a milf or something.” you explain to him, washing your hands to move on to the next step.

“but it’s late!” he whines again, now standing next to you, his back facing the mirror, arms crossed in front of him as he stares at you. if it wasn’t this late, or if he just wasn’t as tired as he is now, he most definitely would join you. him loving the feeling of your hands against his skin, the care and adoration in your eyes that were directed at him made everything even better.

“well, as i said, wait in bed.” you repeat yourself for the second time, now putting on some cream for your lips. “nice skin takes up some time, jude, nothing we can do about it.”

“you can just stop here and come to bed.”

“jude.” you roll your eyes at this, his neediness more prominent now.

“i don’t like it when you’re not there!” he tries to reason, he seats himself onto the bathroom counter and pulls you between his legs, crossing them behind yours.

you crane your neck slightly to the left, just enough to look at yourself in the mirror before continuing with the last few steps of the routine.

“you seem to sleep heavenly when i’m not there, though.” you remind him, thinking about all those times when jude had a free day and would sleep in til noon, not answering his phone whenever you texted him.

“that’s because i dream of you.” he flirts, moving closer to your face and pecking your lip, “ew, what-“

“i just put on some cream, jude!” you groan, pulling the tube out once more to reapply it.

“that’s nasty, dude.” his face clearly presents his disliking for the cream, the back of his hand rubbing against his lips to remove the rest.

“go to bed, victor.”

“not the middle name, wow!” jude laughed, head nearing your neck to bite it.

“jude, come on!”

who would have thought that this guy would be so, what was the word, needy? clingy?

well, not you, that’s for sure.

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do u have a crush on me, be honest.

#football one shot #football x reader #x reader #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x you #football #jude bellingham fluff

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hoekyeom · 3 months

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hey cutie 💗 lil thought i had!! we all know dk’s nose is to die for but what about face ridding pussy drunk kyeomie, but it wasn’t your idea…he’s such a desperate baby he just wants you to ride his face omo ;-;

have a great day night wtv time it is for uuu! make sure to eat maybe go on a lil walk too. 💗💗

omggg ily i hope ur staying healthy and having a great day as well pooks 💝 BUT OMGGGG THIS ASKKKKK

dokyeom is soo the type to be obsessed w eating u out 😭 like he’d literally beggg u to sit on his face, and you’d probably be too scared telling him that you’d hurt him but he would literally just yank you on top of him.

you’d hesitate at first, but with the way his tongue worked you open had your knees relaxing and cunt comfortably situated on his face, your hips grinding on his mouth and, get this, HIS NOSEEEE

it would constantly bump your clit which would only heighten the pleasure you were already feeling, and dokyeom would just be laying there giving you orgasm after orgasm as your hips muffled his moans 😵‍💫

#svt smut #svt x reader #svt imagines #dk smut #svt hard thoughts #svt hard hours #svt x y/n #seventeen smut

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shoyoist · 1 year

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content: f!reader. manhandling, unprotected rough sex, body marking. petnames princess + sunshine, implied multiple orgasms. an: @han-shinsuke & @shcyc tagging you both bec y'all fuel my shoyo obsession ♡

⠀⠀⠀ — . ｡˚ ♡ shoyo only tolerates tears of pleasure in your eyes.

hinata shoyo who scoops you into his arms, lips pressing gentle kisses under your jaw and into the side of your neck, as soon as he sees that you're upset.

his first course of action, each time he catches the wobble of your lips and the wear in your eyes — is to drown you in his affections and fuck you senseless on his cock, so that no matter what it is that's bothering you, it's forgotten and out of your mind by the time he's done with you.

undressing you with a few tugs on strings and fabric, he steps back and takes his own clothes off, showing off to you his thickly sculpted arms and beautifully muscled body — giving you that signature rogueish grin when he catches how you can't help but stop and stare.

"shhhh," he warns into your skin when you let out a whimper, as he lays you on the bed and pushes your legs apart, settling comfortably between them and grinding his bare cock over your clothed cunt, making you arch into the delicious stimulation. "let me take care of you, baby."

and you nearly forget what was on your mind in an instant, when you feel his warm, calloused fingers tug your panties aside — when you feel the thick, heavy head of his cock press against your pussy.

"princess 's so pretty," he hums, hands grabbing at your waist, at your tits, as he kisses your lips and moans into your mouth.

he ruts himself against you, the length of his cock dragging over your clit as he teases, wanting you to beg him to put it in. "my pretty, precious lil sunshine."

he touches you without hesitation or control, squeezing at your plush thighs, mouth wandering from your lips to your neck to your chest — he eats you all up without even putting his dick into you yet, determined to take your breath away and render you fucked dumb.

and god, when he finally slides his cock into your cunt, that's drooling slick and aching to be filled by the time he finally gives it to you?

he splits you open, your legs thrown over his shoulders and your arms wrapped around his neck as he kisses your cheek, sinking himself balls deep into you in one go. and when you cry out, overwhelmed by the searing stretch and the ultimate bliss of feeling so stuffed — he giggles into the crook of your neck and gives you a little thrust—

a roll of his hips that bumps his tip against your cervix, and throws stars into your eyes.

"'s that feel good?" he asks, knowing already that it feels like heaven when your cunt spasms around his cock, when your nails dig into his back and scrape at the skin and muscle. your mouth falls open to let out breathy moans that stutter with each thrust of his cock into you, but he asks again. "feels good, sunshine?"

"mhm, mhm!" you gasp, spreading your legs further apart and angling your hips into a better position underneath him, wanting him deeper and deeper.

"that's good," he smiles, giving you a soft kiss that's such a wide contrast to how hard his hips slap against yours, and he throws his head back to moan when you tighten around him again. "mmgh, feel better like this, mhm? not sad anymore?"

you can't think properly, much less speak — each time you open your mouth, the air is knocked from your lungs by his next thrust, that makes your tits bounce and your clit throb as he shoves his fat cock deep into your little cunt, and all you can give him is a pitchy "anh—ngh, feels good!"

which is good enough, hinata supposes, feeling his orgasm drawing close — and he slows down, wanting you to cum before he does, angling his own hips into you so he hits that sweet spot of yours with every thrust.

your clit throbs when his pelvis slaps against the puffy little bud, and you moan louder, wanting more, more — wanting to cum.

the way he'd drawn your thoughts away from your worries and towards his body and what pleasure he could give you was seamless, genius, really — but your shoyo knows you so well. knows how much you love him and his cock. knows that no matter what it is, he can help you get your mind off it by giving you a good fuck.

he'll help you fix whatever problem your facing too, of course — but that's for later, when you're feeling better and more prepared to face it.

for now, he's going to fuck you and then clean you up and lay you down for a nap.

"g'nna cum soon, hm?" he breathes, feeling how your pussy clenches around him, how your body arches with anticipation into his.

"mm," you nod, begging with your eyes for him to make you cum, for him to give it to you and make a mess out of you. "need it, shoyo—hah, need it."

"you'll get it, sunshine." he laughs, kissing you again, one hand sliding over to palm at your tits again. "easy does it."

he'll give you your orgasm — send you to heaven, let you touch the stars and kiss you down from your high, and he'll do it again.

he'll do it again, and again, and again — till you're nothing but a fucked out, little mess under him, peppered with kisses and bites, pussy leaking with cum.

till your pretty little head's all empty and there's nothing in there that can worry you or put that sad expression on your face again.

"mhm—shit, there we go. feels so good." he groans, as you slide your fingers into the fiery curls of his hair and pull his face down into your neck, wanting him to feel your pulse against his lips.

"there we go, cum f'me, sunshine—fuck."

#₊˚ପ⊹ REKHA™.#₊˚ପ⊹ NYCHTA.#hinata smut #haikyuu smut #hinata shoyo smut #hinata x reader #haikyuu x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #hq smut #haikyuu!! smut #hinata headcanons #hinata drabbles #hinata shouyou smut #haikyu x reader #haikyu smut #hq x you #haikyuu x you #hinata x you

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tddyhyck · 10 months

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since you said hard hour are open i have to say i am obsessed with the just the tip trope (if it even is a trope) like gf is mad at him but he's super horny and keep begging to fuck her like "pls just the tip" (we know it will eventually be way more than just the tip)

NO ME TOO anon,,, thinking about each of the dreamies

for mark it has to be insanely frustrating i just think he’s an all or nothing kinda guy like he wants to be fucking you hard and deep or just would rather have blue balls ,,, but he needs you so bad he’s suggesting anything and you’re like you can handle just the tip be fr and he’s all “no baby i can i just need you so bad” and he just gets frustrated and just pushes your legs back and fucks you into the bed until he’s filled you up completely 😵‍💫

and i feel like renjun is a lil more patient and could handle it depending on his mood but maybe you’ve been giving each other the silent treatment for a while (i feel like he could go forever and it would be so frustrating) but slowly he’s giving in bc he’s a lil bit obsessed with you maybe you smell good after a shower and have on his favorite set and he’s like i’m not talking to u but can i fuck u 👉👈 like just the tip i can’t remember why we’re fighting but i’m not giving in first but then he’s inside of you and you’re both making up to each other and mumbling apologizes and whining

jeno 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 this man would do this just to get back at you because he knows you can’t handle it and he knows you’ll let him and act like you can have just the tip and nothing else but when he’s in you,, you’re grinding down trying to take more but he’s all “unununuh we agreed just the tip” and he will have you begging for more until he’s satisfied and then he will fuck you like he means it

my baby hyuck he would suffer so much with this but he’s like no i’m a good boy i can handle just the tip i don’t need more i don’t want more but your cunt looks so inviting and is begging to suck him inside and he ruts his hips and is moaning in your ear but you’re reminding him of the rules and he’s whimpering and pulling out before shallowly fucking into you and and and he cums so fast he’s so pent up and when he does he’s apologizing and mumbling trying to scoop up the cum spilling out of you

and jaemin i feel like he is also hella patient and wouldn’t be begging for your pussy like some of these other whores i think you would cave before he would and he would “hmmm idk baby just the tip seems like too much” and you’re begging and instead he just ruts against your cunt almost slipping in over and over but he doesn’t just keeps letting the tip bump your clit and your reaching between you trying to push him inside and he lets you grip his cock and full you up and he just loves watching the way your eyes roll back when he bottoms out

chenle this NUISANCE i feel like he’d be similar to jaem where as he can hold out and is incredibly patient ,,, but he’s a lot rougher and more torturous jaem likes to please but chenle wants you to beg,, he’d finally give in to you but when you start moving and trying to take more he’s tutting and cooing telling you “nuhuh baby” but he seeing you whining and starting to cry and you’re begging and he’s just telling you how precious you are and he would pull out making you whine before he just plunged into you and fills you up completely

then jisung would be down at first like yes any part of you he’s into even if he isn’t fully fucking you he’s okay because it’s you and he’s obsessed,,, but once he’s actually in you barely he’s so over it but you seem into it so he’s not complaining verbally (yet) you seem so content and whiny but he misses seeing you bounce on his cock and take him completely so eventually he’s complaining “baby this isn’t enough let me do it properly” or he’s nuzzling in your neck whispering “i need all of you not just half” and he won’t fill you up until you’re asking him to

ok i got carried away as always 🤭🤭

#tddyhyck ask #tddyhyck talks too much #nct dream hard hours #morny hours #rorny hours #jeorny hours #hyorny hours #jaorny hours #chorny hours #jiorny hours

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daddyharrington · 2 years

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Worth the Wait

hi bbs! okay well, after my last fic was so well received, I obviously said to myself, “self, that went great. let’s stop while we’re ahead, shall we?”

self is a v bad listener. much like reader in tonight’s offerings.

without further ado, I give you, yet-more-steve-harrington-baby-fever-nonsense. no apologies whatsoever to those of you who follow me. you had to have known what you were signing up for.

read on for a lil blurb? oneshot? of Steve scolding pregnant and on bed rest! reader. see that GIF up there? that’s the effects of you wearing poor Steeb out with all your rebellious nonsense. (warnings for high-risk pregnancy.) as always, love you for reading, babes.

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“Y/N.” Steve was glaring at you from the doorway with his hands on his hips.

“what, Steve?”

“you know ‘what.’”

you glanced down at your watch. “it’s only been fifty-eight-min-oooop!”

before you could even finish the sentence, Steve had already scooped you up, bridal style, into his arms. “ooof” you huffed, catching your breath was a lot harder now that you’d entered your third trimester, and Steve hadn’t made it any easier by catching you off guard.

“we’ve talked about this babe,” he tutted at you as he carried you out of the baby’s room (where you’d just been occupied painting the walls a cool lavender) and through the hallway of your little house. “you are on modified bed rest and your hour is up, young lady.”

“oh Steve, come on, I feel fine!” you protested, waving your wet paintbrush haphazardly through the air and kicking your legs just enough to give him a slightly harder time of it.

reaching the couch, Steve carefully deposited you onto the cushions, looking for all the world like an exasperated mother hen. he raised a skeptical eyebrow at you, trying to figure out whether to tease or reprimand. the woman he cared about more than anyone else in the world was carrying his baby, and while he’d never been happier, he’d also never been more worried about anyone in his life, especially once your pregnancy was deemed “high risk.”

Steve sighed, reaching a hand out to cup your cheek in his palm. “you know your doctor said you have to take it easier now, and sixty minutes of standing and painting the nursery is all you’re allowed, sweet pea.”

“stupid incompetent cervix,” you frowned, crossing your arms above your belly. as much as you wanted to pout about it, you knew Steve was right. and though you didn’t want to admit it, you actually had been losing steam already.

“I know, babe. it sucks. but this will be over so soon,” he reassured you as he pried the paintbrush out of your hand, rested it carefully on the coffee table, and eased himself behind you so that your back rested snug against his chest. he’d been obsessed with sitting like this ever since you started showing, all the easier to rest his big warm hands on either side of your bump. the bigger you’d gotten, the less willing he’d been to takes his eyes or hands off of that lovely round belly you’d been working so hard on… and the more you’d appreciated a good belly rub.

you breathed slowly together, both of your hands feeling the baby move within you—Steve catching his breath from carrying you, you catching your breath from carrying your daughter. all those pre-birthing classes were good for something, at least.

it was no surprise to you that Steve had already proven to be an incredible birthing partner, pouring over the pregnancy books that you lacked the focus to read because every time you sat down baby was tap-dancing against your bladder. he diligently made sure you took your prenatal vitamins every morning, fed you small snacks periodically so your stomach wouldn’t get upset by heavy meals, and—best of all—asked Joyce to help him find the best pregnancy pillow for you once your belly got so big that sleep became impossible. you almost cried the first night he brought it to you and helped you position yourself so that it relieved all the strain on your hips and ankles. god, you loved that pillow. but you loved Steve even more.

you sighed a bit, throwing your breathing cycle out of sync with Steve’s. you could immediately feel him tense behind you. alert to whatever you might need next.

“you’re so wonderful, Steve,” you hummed, nuzzling sideways into his chest as you were overcome with all of the memories you had of Steve holding you through your pregnancy. “we’re both lucky to have you.”

“me? I’m just trying to keep up, Y/N. you’re the one doing something amazing, love,” he said as he rubbed your back. “you’re making such a good home for baby girl. I know it’s not been easy, but you’re doing so well.” he looked down at you, realizing your eyes were getting heavy, and you had shifted onto your side, the only position you could comfortably sleep in. “I think someone’s too tired to do much painting now anyway,” he teased softly, not sure if you were even awake enough to respond.

“you better not finish that nursery without me, Harrington,” you mumbled, already having accepted that a nap was in your future.

“okay babe, I’ll wait for you,” he smiled, kissing your forehead and pulling a blanket over you both. it would take weeks to paint the nursery in one-hour increments, but what did he care? Steve had all the patience in the world, where you were concerned. It was always worth the wait.

#steve harrington x pregnant reader #steve harrington x pregnant!reader #pregnant reader #stranger things #steve harrington #dad!steve harrington #dad!steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x one shot #pregnancy

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callsignfangs · 4 months

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Idk if I've asked this before but like, really really tall reader x Gaz or soap. One of them idk..be as creative as you want pookie

U absolutely havent pooks dw abt it 😇 im in an absolute gaz brainrot rn so I’m gonna write this w him and maaaaybe add a soap one later 😚

Also ignore how this is bulletpoints my brain doesn’t like me and im eepy 💟

Gaz x Tall! Reader hcs 😚

• Mans is a PROFESSIONAL tree climber idc what anyone says. He could scale your arse in a solid half-second.

• He will attempt to climb you and he will succeed.

• Instinctively tugs at your shirt/arm whenever you’re going under something you might bump your head on.

• In the case he fails to prevent head bumps, he will force you to crouch in front of him so he can smother your poor little head in kisses and massages.

• Obsessed with being little spoon. He just loves being completely surrounded by your snuggly warmth.

• Won’t hesitate to either get on his tiptoes or even full on hop to give you little kisses.

• A bit obsessed with the size difference. He just loves flopping onto your chest or kneading at your hands and just taking in the sheer mountain that you are.

• Definitely demands piggybacks more than often. Expects full on princess treatment. /j

• (Mostly because he loves being pampered and cared for by someone actually bigger than him - and don’t even get me STARTED on if you’re stronger than him.)

• Alternatively, loves picking up/carrying you. Just seeing his stunning giant all shy and curled up in his arms sends him places.

• You’ll have him absolutely melting into you if you just casually stand behind him while he’s going about his day. Yk the whole; hands on their waist, face buried in their neck thing?? That. He’ll have to resist the urge to just drop everything and flop backwards into you.

• Can’t wear your clothes out, seeing as they’re waaaay too big on him, but they will be some of the only things he wears around the house. Casually walks around in a hoodie with a neck hole so big it almost slips down to his waist.

• Makes sure to get almost all of your clothes specially fitted. Can never find proper pants because they’re always too short or too baggy? Yep, you’re never gonna have to worry about that again.

• In absolute love with your legs, especially being buried between them. Not only in a spicy context, he just loves the feeling of being completely wrapped up in you, cuddling at your strong thighs like a koala. <3

• Also loves sitting between your legs without prompting. You’re stood trying to pick a channel? He’s tucked himself right under you. You’re sat doing paperwork? He’s contorted himself under your desk, arms wrapped around your shins and his head on your thigh.

• Will force you to be his weighted blanket on occasions. Usually when he’s had a particularly bad day/night, he’ll forcibly (with prior permission ofc) bury himself under you, revelling in the fact he can just curl up under you and be completely hidden away.

• Definitely teases you. Just a lil bit 😇

• Sometimes when you hug he’ll just loop his arms over your shoulders and sling himself up, wrapping his legs around your waist and claiming his spot.

• Literally FOLDS when you look down at him. Not in the, like, dropping your head to look at him, no, just the unmoving glance down at him.

• A lot of arm kisses. Mostly because it’s the easiest place for him to reach that’s still mildly appropriate (he’s dejectedly banned himself from nip kisses in public /j).

•Often when you’re busy, he’ll just drop himself in your lap and straddle your hips/thighs, tucking his face into your neck and snuggling up with his favourite person <33

#gaz #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #call of duty #cod #cod fanfic #gaz x reader #gaz x you #gaz x gn!reader #fangs asks

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ceruleancattail · 1 year

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a little drabble with @honey-milk-depresso in mind! hope you don't mind me tagging you eep-

Going to an arcade with Trey for the gashapon machines! Perhaps there’s a limited edition figure available. Much like a Gacha, although there isn’t any pity.

Coin after coin in that accursed machine, and nothing but dupes. Multicoloured plastic balls line your feet. Almost like a play pen for children.

Yes, you were being a child. But it’s a limited edition figure… and it was so cute…

“Are You done yet?” A pat on your back, before sliding towards your hip, pulling you close. Trey Clover, the poor guy you dragged out on this little trip. He stood awkwardly over you, staring at the machines.

“No, I can’t get the lucky clover one…” your fingers slide down the plastic, pointing at that dastardly figure you so desperately sought.

Poking your cheek with his finger, Trey bends down beside you. He stares at the machine for a bit,a slight frown playing on his lips.

“It looks so small…”

You glare at him, bumping his shoulder with yours. He stumbles back a little, chuckling.

“Come on! It’s cute, and it even has a little Clover! I love it.”

You thrust your last coin into his hands.

“You try! Clover to Clover communication, Trey! Your bond will reach the lil’ guy.”

A sigh, before he plops the coin into the slot. His hand creeps into yours, fingers intertwining with yours. Trey holds your hand up, shaking it forward in prayer. Honestly? He doesn't really get your obsession with these little critters. But if it makes you happy...

He can't lie; the way you're so determined to get this Lucky Clover is rather cute. Although it's a bit unnecessary.

You already have a lucky clover right here, don't you?

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #trey clover #trey clover x reader #twst trey #trey x reader #lucky charm🔹#eyo honey get your man #may or may not been inspired by that one person who gave me a trey figure at a gashapon

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mooneeswrld · 8 months

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PARTY CRUSH 2

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pairings : aged!up!earth42!Miles x fem!reader

warnings : alcohol, smut, twerk, sensual touches, dirty talk, (AGED UP MILES)

summary : Miles is secretly the Prowler, you are his best-friend, his girl best-friend. And you know about his secret identity from the beginning. This night, Miles used to join you at a party, he isn’t really attracted by parties but go because you insisted.

a/n : FIRST FANFIC GUYS ! I am literally obsessed with Prowler Miles😌 anyway, part two 😏

PT.1 -> PT.2

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preview->

“ma…I can’t take it anymore…” he said as a revelation, it was like a love reveal. You looked at his soft lips before saying the start word. “Take me~” you said sensually. You were both actually conscious about the act that was gonna happen…

following ->

Miles’ eyes widen, you were so close that your nose barely touched when you saw his green eyes widened. You weren’t sure of what you said, but you felt him turned on. He grin at you after a bit, a grin you know well. He grabbed your waist, roughly. His treatment with you was quite rough and feral, but it just turned you on more. His head nestled in your neck before turning his head to have his mouth against your ear, his husky breath in your ear sent shiver down your spine. You never felt something like this before. He whispered huskily “oh, don’t worry for that…I’ll make you moan like you never did before…”

you whined at his answer in your ear, his wet lips were against your ear before training kiss from your ear to your neck and your sensitive spot. He knew you so well, even if you both never did those kind of things before. He withdrew his hand of your waist to slide them down on behind your thigh. You knew what he was up to so you jumped, your legs wrapping around his hips.

He carried you, grabbing you by your ass. You didn’t know where he was gonna take you, but you knew his intentions just by feeling a bump in his crotch.

He took you out of the nightclub and before you knew, he was taking you in his apartment. Your head was in his neck as your arms was around his neck. He was carrying you down the street as he arrived in front of the front door.

He didn’t wait more time, he entered, looking if there was is mother or his uncle, no. So he head quickly to his room and let you fall in his bed. Your back hit the softness of his mattress. He removed your heels without stopping the eye contact. You sighed of pleasure just by seeing his eyes on you. He smirked, knowing the effect he ad on you. “mami…” he said as he finished of removing your heels and climb up to you. Placing your legs around his hips. You realised something, you didn’t kissed at all. You were about to fuck, but you didn’t even kiss him.

In a last thought, you felt his hardness pressing between your legs. You whined softly “miles…” you surrounded his neck with your arms to help yourself to bring him close to you. You caught him getting surprised by your movement, you were now both chest on chest, his torso squeezing your clothed breast, you both looked at each other.

“I want you…miles” you said before tackle your lips on his.

you shut your eyes close to not see his gaze on you that would make you go crazy. his eyes widen open as you kissed him for the first time. as you pulled away, a lil frustrated because he didn’t kissed back. you opened your eyes only to see a red miles, like a tomato. he looked at you with wide opened eyes. “w-wow…” he said as a smile parting his lips. you felt quite less frustrated but still…

“miles…s-sorry I didn’t w-wanted to…” you’ve been cut in your sentence when miles tackled his lips back on yours. his kiss was more savage, you could feel his need to be more close to you, or not only close…

as he was above you on the mattress, you couldn’t help but wanting to be on top of him. so you pushed him while kissing to land on top of him, your between-leg squeezing a clothed bump as you sat on it. a quiet moan got out of miles mouth which makes you grin as you pulled out of the kiss.

“ma…you k-know that if you c-continue…I w-won’t be able to c-control…our acts”

“then don’t control~”

those words of yours makes miles grin. “oww, so that’s how you want this to be..”

you nodded, as he returned above you, his face was seriously playful as he said “take it off” while pointing your dress. you blushed of a dark red and started to listen and taking it off. as you only raked off the top of the dress, his gaze was on your bra. when you finished it, you looked at him, needy. he then looked at your underwear. “don’t you think you forgot some thing ?”. you chuckled and touched of the fingertip his abs before saying. “don’t you think you forget something ?”

he smirked and said “as you wish~” before taking off his shirt, letting you see his torso, his perfectly lined abs, then took off his pant. letting you see more of his bump in the crotch

you then felt a hand on your back that was taking off your bra. you moaned because of the sensation. as your naked breast was facing him he looked at you with lust and throw the bra across the room. you whined quietly, trying not to do noises as he knead your breasts. his head in your neck as he bite and kiss it.

“o-oh my…” you breathed out as miles approached his hand to your flower. as he started doing some movement on your panties he looked at you for your permission. you nodded directly, needing it. he slowly took off your panties, as you whined quietly again.

he throw your panties away and directly put a finger on you. you gasped, it was a bit rough for a first time. he saw your eyes and understood “s-sorry ma…”

you directly said “continue miles p-please..~”

he smirked and started doing come and go movement, trying to find your right spot. as he fingers you, you can’t stop moaning in his hear, feeling yourself opened to him.

when he finally judge you’re ready, he took off his underwear and wait approval. you put your entry in front of him and look at him. he then grabs your thighs roughly and slid himself slowly into you. he let out a pleasure noise in your ear accompanied by yours.

his thrusts on you were getting faster, you couldn’t stop moaning his name. you wanted more and more of him. suddenly, miles turned you to be on all fours. as he did a thrust, it was way deeper in this position, you arched you back as you moaned louder. his hand sliding from your tummy, to your breast squeezing them, to your neck. one hand on your hip, on on your neck, you could feel the climax coming.

then it happened, you both reached the peak of the moment. as he got out of you, you felt yourself falling on the bed catching air. miles laid down beside you. and looked at you with a smile.

“I love you…”

you smiled before saying “me too…” and then closed your eyes.

THE END :))

@mooneeswrld

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sensei-venus · 1 year

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Could you do a lil sequel set of headcanons about Hawk/reader/Moon with pregnant reader and how they take care of her during the pregnancy and maybe the birth?

•Moon is constantly around reader, like 24/7 hovering over her. The baby isn’t even there yet and she’s acting like a mother hen to the baby mama. She wasn’t to be there for everything, for every moment of the pregnancy. She’s basically joined at the hip to reader.

•Moon takes care of all the medications that reader has to be on. She’s the “health nut” in the relationship as it is. She takes care of all the prenatal care, like prenatal vitamins, regular vitamins, diet, exercise and so on. She feels bad about pushing so much, but both reader and Hawk understand she’s just trying her best. She’s just goes a bit over bored at times.

•Hawk likes doing things for reader thought the pregnancy. (I like my own Au! Where Hawk goes on to work with Johnny & Daniel at the dojo.) when he has time off he likes to treat her. He loves taking her out on the town. He knows that as the pregnancy progresses that it is hard to keep moving around, but he loves taking her out to go do spa days, shopping spree’s, even out to dinner when she feels up to it.

•Moon and Hawk love taking her out to the mall. Hawk carry’s all the bags from Moon and readers shopping haul.

•So cute to see the three of them sitting in the food court together. Hawk brings what ever food reader is craving, she’s chowing down on it in a soft booth while Moon is rubbing and cooing at the woman’s round bump. Hawk picks at readers food, throwing bits he knows she doesn’t like to the side and pushing the pieces he knows she likes over onto her plate. She pulls one of his hands onto her belly and just lays her hand over his.

•Hawk has a obsession with having a hand on reader’s belly when ever they are out in public. He doesn’t know why, no one does, but he has to have a hand on her belly all the time. Even if it looks weird, he’s doing it. He likes to sneak his hand under her shirt and just let his thumb over the tight skin of her forming bump. Moon and reader find it adorable, Hawk gets all red and frustrated when they say anything about it.

•You can tell it’s Hawk’s kid when it comes to the fact that the little thing can’t stop kicking every time it hears “hia!” They found out early on when the baby started to move, that they can’t go to the dojo because the kid can hear every little karate related sound though readers womb. Baby takes it as a challenge when ever it hears Hawk,Johnny,Miguel or Daniel make a karate based institution. Kid kicks the crap out of readers insides everytime. No more dojo visits for a while.

•Moon learns how to knit just so she can make little hats and socks for the baby. She likes to sit down in their living room, have reader lay on the couch while she knit’s little socks and hats, showing them off to reader and even asking the baby “Pink or green? Blue or orange?”. Reader always laughs because she has to remind Moon that the baby can’t see and doesn’t even understand what colors are right now.

•Moon and Hawk have a friendly competition on who can get the baby to move the most. Hawk try’s to talk to readers bump, telling the baby how cool he is, how badass he is at karate and how he’s going to teach them all kinds of cool moves when they start walking. Moon whisperers about how she can’t wait to show to show them all the cool stuff she bought them and how she’s going to teach them how to knit and bake. They both kiss her belly all the time.

•Their first baby is a kicker big time. As soon as they start moving inside reader they are kicking, hard. Hawk secretly feels really bad because he feels like his negative energy somehow transferred to the baby. Like some kind of karma. Moon and reader have to talk him out of thinking like that. He struggles for a while until the baby stops kicking for him when he asks.

•Contractions start in the middle of the night. But they start hard and it knocks the wind out of reader. Hawk is the first one up and following her to the bathroom. At first she’s trying to talk Hawk into thinking it’s just some random pressure, maybe a nerve or maybe just Braxton Hicks. But after another hits and she’s bracing herself against the bathroom counter. They both know it’s starting.

•Reader gets scared and Moon wakes up and starts walking with her, moving around the house to try and help with both the contractions and her nerves. She promises that they don’t have to go to the birthing center yet (feel like Moon talked them into going to a birthing center instead of a hospital ) because her contractions aren’t that close, plus her water hasn’t broken yet. Reader stops crying and just nod’s her head. After a while all three of them fall into a light routine for the night.

•After a few hours Moon final asks if she can “check” reader. She's about 6 cm dilated and they decide to go to the birthing center. They quickly pack up all the baby stuff and readers stuff into the car and head off. Hawk holds readers hand the whole time until they get there. Literally the minute they get out of the car readers water breaks.

•Moon and Hawk hold both her hands as more contractions move though her. Both of them telling her how great she's doing and that they will get to meet their baby really soon.

•The end of her labor is so fast, they hardly can believe how quick it was. Before they can even ask for any pain meds for reader or a epidural, reader is already pushing, her body already on autopilot and pushing. Mid afternoon they are blessed with a healthy baby who is on the small side, but long. The little thing already has a small mop of brunette locks on it's little head.

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moonchildstyles · 2 years

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H hitting it from behind and maybe getting waaay into it™ for a second so maybe he pushes a bit harder than Angel expected it so she bumps her forehead a lil against the headboard and h hears that and a little “ow” from her so he stops immediately obvi so he pulls her close with her back against his chest and kinda sitting on him and him holding her with his arms around her middle and asks “Baby, want to stop?” And she says no no I’m good H “Sure, Angel?” He feels her nod and her hips start moving a little “Okaaay got it love but let’s get you on your back”…. After when they’re both cleaned up and in comfy clothes, sitting face to face and cuddling he notices a red little mark on one side above the eyebrow “oh baby, I’m sorry” and she just says oh it’s okay I’m okay and she starts giggling because the whole situation was kinda funny tbh and he says oh really is it that funny? Before she nods and he starts laughing too

Omg wait stop IMEKSMSMS like she said ow even tho it didn’t hurt and she lets out a little laugh but h is ofc the worrier and upset immediately pulling her to his lap and baby baby are you alright I’m so sorry I wasn’t paying attention kissing her neck and baby:( and she’s like h it’s okay! Didn’t hurt at all just a little funny I want to keep going please But he can’t he had to give her a kiss and make sure she’s looking at him and “are you sure?” And yes daddy I am please:) and a little wiggle of her hips and ofc he can’t ignore that 🥸 obsessed w him being like okay but we’re putting you in your back this time and omg her w her legs over his shoulders and just u know 🥸 finishing 🥸 but omf stop him seeing a little mark on her forehead 🥺 and oh baby I’m so sorry:( holding her closer and kissing the spot but as soon as she starts getting giggly bc it is funny he can’t help but smile against her hair:(

#anon #ask #aster inspo #concept

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