#CANT WAIT FOR HER TO KISS SOME WOMEN

[simplyundeniable98]

look at me t.s.

Pairing | Thomas Shelby x Female reader

Summary | When Mrs. Shelby requests Tommy in the room with her for the birth of their first daughter everyone is shocked. Men aren't supposed to be in the room with their wives as they give birth, it's just not how it is supposed to be... well all men aren't Thomas Shelby.

Warnings | Mentions of childbirth, pain obviously she's literally giving birth, maybe ooc Tommy? idk. Reader is a little mean to her doctors but she's in pain cut her some slack. MDNI because I said so. Foul language.

Word Count | .06k

~This is loosely based off of the scene in Queen Charlotte when they won't let George into the room to see Charlotte. If you know what I'm talking about I love you~

All dialogue in italics is spoken in Romani.

"Mrs Shelby forgive me but husbands aren't usually in the room during the birth" The doctor spoke hesitantly as his eyes flicked nervously around the room.

Everyone seemed to speak hesitantly around her. I guess that was what you get when you become a Shelby. Everyone around you is constantly terrified to tell you no or disagree. It was like being royalty in a sort of fucked up way.

Polly Gray cut the doctor a look as she walked over to you and put a reassuring hand on your forehead.

"Polly please" you cried in pain "I need him here." Nothing from the old wive tales could compare to the pain you were feeling. You had been pushing for hours now with Polly at your side but nothing was working. Your daughter simply just would not budge. Polly had made the comment early on about her already showing traits from her father.

"I don't care what usually happens. If Tommy Shelby is not in this room in the next five minutes, I will personally end you." You spoke with a hiss pointing at the doctor.

You weren't usually this aggressive, but given the fact you were in pain and used to getting what you wanted all the time, the circumstances were different.

Polly sighed as she looked down at you and began to head out of the room.

"What's wrong, is she okay?" Tommy spoke immediately as Polly exited the doors of your room.

"She's requesting you Thomas" Polly spoke in Romani so as to not alert the other doctors of your request.

"She wants me in the room with her?" He spoke hesitantly as he looked towards the door.

Polly nodded and Tommy immediately started towards the door.

"I'm sorry Mr. Shelby but I cannot allow you to be in the room." The doctor outside of your door spoke as his eyes flicked down to the floor to avoid Tommy's sharp gaze.

"Tell me, doctor, do you like your job?" Tommy spoke with a raised brow as he waited for his response.

When he didn't reply Tommy bent down to reach his gaze "Hmm? I asked you a question doctor, do you like your job?"

"Yes. Yes I like my job" He murmured still avoiding the sharp blue eyes that were currently staring daggers at the man.

"Well if you intend on staying alive long enough to keep it, I suggest you move out of my way." Tommy stood up straight and tilted his head towards the door.

The doctor nodded and stepped aside, letting Tommy enter the room. "If I hear one more word from anyone about my presence in this room, I will have a peaky blinder on each and every one of your doorsteps first thing tomorrow morning" Tommy spoke before anyone could protest.

"Tommy" you gasped as you finally laid eyes on your husband. "I've been asking for you"

"I know, I know. But I'm here now eh? I'm here now." Tommy bent down to give your forehead a kiss as you winced.

"I cant do this Tommy" you cried "I want it to be over"

Tommy's heart broke at the sight of you. His wife. He wished he could just take all of your pain away and keep it for himself.

Tommy bent down to kneel at the side of your bed as he cradled your face in his hands.

"Look at me. Hey, Look at me, love." He spoke softly as you turned your head to gaze at him with teary eyes.

"You can do this. I know you can. You are the most headstrong women I know, and ill be damned if you give up now." You giggled at his lighthearted teasing and nodded.

"And you don't really have a choice love. This baby has got to come out in one way or another." He smirked at you as you rolled your eyes at your husband.

"Okay Mrs. Shelby its time to push" Your doctor spoke as Tommy placed a kiss on the hand he had ahold of and nodded at you.

"Let's meet our daughter Mrs. Shelby."

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[diordeer]

౨ৎ DREAM GIRL

“when it all gets too much, darlin', i'm soft to the touch. hush, hush and stop your rushing, i can be your dreamgirl, baby” - lana del rey (smau)

contains: charlie bushnell x fem!reader, orange cat gf black cat bf

description: omg so sorry for the wait, im trying to slowly finish some requests after the break, little life update: the guy i like has a gf but is still msging me?! and i got tickets to see chappell roan!!

requested by: @tomblythsslut

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iamcharliebushnell yn and… some other weird people

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dior.n.goodjohn omg its yn!!! tell her i need to see her again ASAP!

↳ yn.ln i hear u loud and clear… and YES!!

walker.scobell as much as i feel shamed by the caption its sadly true 😣

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↳ iamcharliebushnell on it 🫡

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↳ user2 agreed

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↳ yn.ln nooooooo…

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↳ yn.ln THERES SO MUCH SHAME

↳ user6 someone has been killed by them before imagine that

↳ yn.ln im not the one killing, still trying to avoid those cliffs

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yn.ln imagine i put a rly cute song lyric in here

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user3 the bows, the uggs, the coffee, the kiss, yes.

↳ user4 she’s the cutest

iamcharliebushnell love you 🫶

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↳ leahsavajeffries WALKER.

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↳ yn.ln theres too many, so i refuse to choose

user8 she won the lottery and there are signs

user2 ur hair has me in a chokehold

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user6 not to sound like a creep but i CANT stop looking at the photo of them kissing

↳ user7 you sound VERY creepy

dior.n.goodjohn should’ve put focus lyrics 🙄

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↳ user8 FOCUS IT ON MEEE

↳ user5 U KEEP ME ON IT BABEE

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yn.ln me discretely saving every photo of charlie from then premier 😶

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iamcharliebushnell GET THAT 0.5 OUT OF HERE

↳ yn.ln i think you look great 🩷

user3 yn knows what the fans want

dior.n.goodjohn so u put a photo of HIM on ur insta post but not us at the premiere? I see how it is 😤

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user5 he looks so good 🤩

↳ user6 girl why dont u send that on his acc, this is yns acc no need to talk ab charlie

↳ user5 BRO THEY’RE DATING? SHE POSTED HIM?

↳ user6 people just cant seem to talk about women without bringing up a man

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#charlie bushnell x reader #luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #social media au #smau #aesthetic #charlie bushnell #in the know #x reader

[leviathanspain]

helloo requesting a Roman Roy x reader where Roman makes her feel really shitty and insecure but she really loves him and stays in their toxic relationship, argument and he invalidates her , if you want please thank you 🖤

even if it hurts me

roman roy x reader

synopsis: roman roy didn’t know just how lucky he really is

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“mhm, and that hot piece of ass should be walking in here any minute.” roman looked down at his watch, bored with the so-called ‘family meeting’ that kendall had organized to conspire against logan. roman didn’t care much for kendall’s rants and antics, he was only there so he wouldn’t be left out.

shiv scoffed, looking down at the floor as she crossed her arms. “i thought that having a girlfriend would make you respect women.” she liked the influence you had on roman, but he was always resisting it any chance he could.

roman saw your reflection in the glass as you approached the glass office. he stood up, stretching a leg out dramatically as you opened the door. “oh it did. just not this one.” he grabbed you, pulling you tight into his side. you didn’t have enough time to even react, but you managed to squirm free.

“can you not-“ you turned a shade of red, catching both shiv and kendall’s eyes before shifting them to the carpet out of embarrassment. you distanced yourself slight from roman before smiling at the siblings. roman rolled his eyes and began to practically push you out the door, “stop kissing their asses, focus on mine, hmm?” he clapped a hand on your hip, squeezing the skin tightly.

you winced slightly, allowing him to shove you out the door until he was pulling you with him towards the elevators.

you stayed silent as he pressed the elevator button. roman’s impatience got the best of him as he slammed the button again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

you sighed, hoping that the final time he slammed it would be the last. but just as his hand lifted up towards the button, you found yourself shouting stop at the top of your lungs.

he froze, eyes widening as he turned to look at you. you were speechless, mainly in shock at your own behavior but anger washed over you as he maintained eye contact, hand slamming the button once more.

“you son of a bitch.” you gritted. annoyed at roman, you didn’t hesitate to push him out of the way as the elevator doors opened. roman faked an ‘ow!’ and followed in after you. you were angry, he could tell. perhaps it was the way it had gone with his siblings, he noticed that had become a pattern.

“do i not fuck you good enough?” roman broke the silence on the ride down, head tilting down at you in a condescending manner. his tone shifted, and he smirked slightly, “not good enough that you still think that you can tell me what to do?” he stared into your eyes, waiting for an answer.

you flinched slightly under his gaze, but remained steady, “no you don’t. not with your tiny cock, any fucking feels like a pinch.”

roman’s laughter burst into the tiny space and you forced yourself to stare ahead as he finished out his mocking laughter.

“oh my god. that one,” he slapped his knee, still laughing hysterically, “was good! if you hadn’t been begging to be fucked just,” he looked down at his watch, “some odd five hours ago?”

you stared at roman, challenging his eye once more. you grabbed his hand, tightly twisting it in yours, “hit me.” roman’s expression twisted into shock, “hit me! fucking hit me! be a coward like your father, and hit me!” you screamed, feeling the anger bubble over.

roman pulled his hand out of yours and stepped back into the elevator wall. “are you insane?! no!”

you rolled your eyes, “why not? hmm? you have the balls to embarrass me, humiliate me, and condescend me any chance you get. why cant you be a fucking man and hit me?” the intensity in your voice rose and roman looked bewildered.

“can you shut the fuck up for two seconds?! im not going to hit you-“ roman tightened his grip on the bars attached to the wall. the elevator rides were never usually this long. he needed out- he needed to-

you broke free just as the elevator doors opened onto the waystar building lobby. you didn’t bother to look back at roman, still gripping the handlebars in the elevator, as you walked out.

roman blinked, until he let go and rushed after you. there was a chance you’d leave him behind, stranding him like last time.

you could hear the stomping of his feet as he chased after you. his voice was shouting your name, echoing into the parking garage. you picked up speed, hoping you’d be able to outrun him. you reached the suv’s doors and tapped the driver, “step on it, hmm?” you leaned back into the seat just as the driver started the engine. there was a pause, and he pointed to roman, who was waving his hands frantically to stop the driver.

you rolled your eyes, sighing as the driver spoke, “what about mr. roy?” the hesitation was enough time for roman to make it to the car. his hand grabbed the passenger door. you scoffed as he swung himself in, giving you a glare before barking instructions to the driver.

he turned to look at you, sweaty and angry, but he didn’t dare to say anything else.

kendall watched as the headline dragged itself pathetically across the screen. another incident involving roman, you and the police had occurred, and this time the media had caught it.

kendall had left message after message on roman’s cell. but neither him or anyone at waystar had heard from him. siobhan tried your cell, but you weren’t answering either.

tom and greg walked into roman’s office, following a message from shiv to come. “that is-“ he pointed slightly to the tv, swallowing thickly as a camera panned out a shot on the waystar royco building, “horrible.” greg finished for him, moving to sit on the only chair that roman refuses to let anyone sit in.

even you.

he relaxed into it, “do we know if it’s even true? you really think they’d send each other to the hospital?” he looked at tom, who shrugged and looked down at shiv, “you think your brother is a woman beater?”

siobhan couldn’t help but scoff, turning to look up at tom, “are you serious?” tom sputtered, as if he couldn’t find the words to defend himself.

kendall sighed, “they’re not hospitalized. roman isn’t that stupid and she-“ he paused, “it just doesn’t make sense. maybe they’re just staying in today.”

shiv stifled a laugh, “i’m sorry but who are we kidding.” she stood up, “rome is our brother, but he’s a shitty fucking boyfriend. i wouldn’t blame y/n if she decided to finally cash out with roman’s dead body.”

“that was a really horrible thing to say, shiv.” shiv turned to head towards tom, who continued, “but it could be true.”

greg sighed, as if he seemed to have found a solution for this entire situation. he stood up, watching as they all stopped to stare at him. he whipped his phone out and immediately began to dial. there was a smirk on his face that only tom was encouraging.

“hey y/n!” greg knew he would’ve been able to get you on the phone, you were both the outsiders in the roy family’s game, after all.

“ew what the fuck. why is greg the egg calling you?” roman sounded far away, but he was the only one of the phone. there was a bit of back and forth before greg cleared his throat, “may i talk to y/n?”

“why? so you can fuck her?” roman deadpanned across the line and greg immediately blushed a deep red, scoffing in response, “no! no! we- i, am just concerned because neither of you are at the office.”

“we?” there was a bit of muffled talk, before greg heard the phone being passed off, “we saw it. don’t worry about any of it, we’ve talked to logan.”

it was you.

you sounded shaky, but stern. greg didn’t get to say anything before you hung up, leaving no room for more questions.

you threw your phone onto the bed and sighed, sitting down on it.

roman had opted to sit crisscrossed on the carpet. hunched over, a thoughtful look on his face. “are we going to talk about it?” his hands untucked themselves from under his chin, fingers toying with the fibers of the carpet.

you sat with your legs outstretched in front of you, arms crossed on a lounge chair. “are you going to hit me?”

roman blew a breath out, “can you stop with that? im sick of you saying that-“

“no because that’s what you need to do, roman. you need to just smack me or even punch me-“

“why?!” roman’s voice bounced off the walls, squeaky and almost boyish.

“because maybe then i’d finally stop loving you!” the words came out like vomit. just flooded the space between you until you felt it kill all the oxygen in the room. you clawed slightly at the lounge chair as you watched his shoulders tighten.

roman didn’t say anything as he looked up, “what?” there was a genuine surprise in his voice, a shock to your confession.

you bit your lip slightly, sighing deeply before speaking, “i have spent the last five years of my life loving you. it has been a torture, humiliating and degrading. yet-“ you felt your voice crack with emotion, “i find myself loving you more and more with each waking moment. i cannot breathe without you by my side, like all the air dies the minute you walk out the door. i want to love you roman, even if it hurts me. even if i’ll be nothing but a ‘piece of ass’ to you.” you felt a tear slide down your cheek, sniffling slightly.

roman, who had been staring at the carpet leading up to this moment, looked up. “i’m sorry.”

words spoken rarely, but you could feel the warmth behind it.

“and i’m not gonna fucking hit you.” not like he would, he wanted to add, but decided it would best to leave the father-son comparison out for this.

roman stood up, moving to sit down next to you. you felt his hands snake themselves around your waist, fingertips grabbing tightly onto your skin, “i love you, even if it hurts you.” he kissed your temple and for a moment, you had found peace at roman roy’s side.

#roman roy x you #roman roy fluff #roman roy smut #roman roy succession #roman roy angst #roman roy x reader #roman roy #succession x reader #succession fanfic #succession hbo #succession

[0schmeat0]

AN: english isnt my first language and tips on writing are always welcome, just be nice:]

Warnings(?): non specific religion, memtions of period and loss of virginity, maybe Königs a little toxic, slightly nsfw, Olive oil,

She/her is used for reader

An Au where women are higher sat then men and are the only ones allowed to be holy figures, because fertility is everything.

And every now and again women, from every temple, get to choose a man or two, depending on status, to use to praise fertility;>

And a young könig who usually isnt allowed by his mother, to enter the choosing ceremony, is finally able to convince her that he can take it, he's been training, and that he's emotionally ready.

So when the day arrives he is brought, like the rest of the boys and men in his village, in front of the temple, a white loincloth around his waist and Olive oil on his Skin, to be chosen (hopefully:>)

König is in the front row, bigger than most young men his age, he was put there because the ladies of the temple usually prefere men of bigger stature, or so its rumored. The gaurds have always done it so the ladies' prefrences were easy to see in the crowd, its just tradition.

When he hears the ceremony bells he feels himself grow tense, What if he isnt chosen? What then? What will his mother think? Or what if the priestess ends up not wanting him anyways? Its happend for others.

And than the first priestess steps out, shes the oldest and most expirienced, but doesnt partake anymore, because she doesnt bleed. And after her follows the second oldest and the third and forth and so on, until...

You

Youre the most beautiful thing hes ever seen, curves in all the right places and a white robe draiped over your body... wait... a white robe... white, this is your first ceremony! He feels himself redden, What if you chose him? His first time would be with a newly become priestess. No he shoulden hope, he'll be sad if he isnt chosen than, but are the most divine, lush women he has ever laid his eyes on, he almost wishes he could take you for himself:<

The Bells ring again and the priestesses start choosing, the oldest still partaking, of course goes first, choosing the same man as the few years prior, priestesses at her age have usually chosen a prefered man at this point, and going into the crowd to get him off his knees. When it comes to you, you quietly walk up to the eldest and whisper something in her ear and the eldest whispering something back to you, a shy look on your face and your cheeks going Red.

After a small talk with the eldest priestess, you walk into the crowd going right past König... oh König feels his heart drop, you must have chosen someone else. A short while after you walked past him he hears your soft steps coming back his way, you must have found him, König looks down, he bets its some puny, little weakling-

A hand on his shoulder signals youre standing infront of him.

He looks up to an outstretched hand and slowly feels his brain melting away, youre more beautiful then anyone he's ever seen before... And youre choosing him.

He hears you clear your throat and realises that he hasnt taken your hand and his own two immidiatlly move up to yours, he has seen people accept being chosen before, he just has to place a kiss on your hand and get up and follow you.

But he cant, all of a sudden he feels too dirty to even touch you, and at that thought he feels you slowly pull away, looking up at you he sees your face, red and embarrased? And, fuck, he's fucked up. With a speed and pressure, he maybe didnt expect from himself, he reaches out and pulls your hand back into his, kissing your knuckles and all the way down to your finger tips, before slowly getting up, and standing tall above you, letting you lead him into the temple.

He almost cant wait!

#cod x reader #könig x reader #könig cod

[rosewaterandivy]

iii. drank dry the river lethe

summary: It’s the kindness that undoes you, the mercy in spite of everything that has happened and is happening still. 

pairing: s.h. x witch!reader

w.c.: 2.2k

warnings: my blog is 18+ MDNI; vague allusions to magic and the like, carpenter & flannel-wearing Steve, sexual tension, some kissin' and good ol' yearning.

a/n: woof 😮‍💨 thanks for sticking around and waiting for this one! self-edited, all mistakes are my own. shout-out to the fic playlist (linked below) for getting me through this. i'm wishing the happiest of birthdays to @big-ope-vibes - love you & hope you don’t hate me too much for this 🥺

Nota bene: Reblogging, commenting, and liking my work is always appreciated! Reposting, however, is not. Enjoy! 💜

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“We shouldn’t be doing this,” You gasp, his rough hands falling to cradle your hips. You can see puffs of breath as they leave your open, panting mouth. 

The storm rages on outside, a crisp chill settling in the shop and creeping along your skin. But Steve is warm and you can’t help but arch into him on instinct, seeking anything to ease the shiver in your bones.

He hums, as if in thought, eyes studying you— the heaving of your chest, jumping pulse, hands draped around his collar. Despite what you’d just said, your body language implies the opposite. Subtly, your hips cant upward, back arching imperceptibly as your chest grazes his. Erratic breaths fall from his lips.

“You think so?”

His voice is a low rasp, a lick of heat curls up your spine and you’re already having trouble breathing with any sense of regularity under his scrutiny. Because he’s doing that thing again— when he looks at you with such vulnerability that it nearly breaks your heart in two. People don’t look at you that way, it’s usually tinged with desire or derision but nothing so tender as how Steve is looking at you now.

Take a breath and concentrate on the rain. 

He watches as you screw your eyes shut and take big grasping breaths in and out. You think of those women who walked the bluestone path for love, how you pitied them, swore never to become them. Nothing good comes from a good heart or soft touch, oh no, not for you. Memories come like flashes of scattered light then— your mom and dad slow dancing in the kitchen, him serenading her and peppering her face with kisses, her laughter and poor attempts to bat him away.

Not since then had you felt like this— a tightness inside your throat and belly and chest, a heat, not unpleasant so much as wholly unfamiliar, radiating outward from the center of your body and rushing through your veins.

Something was very wrong indeed.

No longer balanced by logic, you feel weightless anchored solely by the warm and calloused hands of the carpenter. Thinking about him, his worried look, and sincere gaze makes you even more nervous. You feel like someone who’s stepped outside of life and into a stretch of woods you’d never seen before and you don’t know the paths or trails.

You’d spent your entire life following one cardinal rule: don’t fall in love— you’d stayed vigilant, used logic and good sense. Taken every precaution, taken care of everything from the bills to the laundry, which, when it hangs on the line is whiter than snow.

But the way Steve is looking at you, so patient and tender, you love it and hate it at the same time. Makes you want to come clean and let loose for once. Your eyes dart to his tongue as he wets his lips, a line of heat skittering beneath your skin. It’s invisible, but it’s there. That’s how desire is, it assails you in a parking lot and wins every time.

The tension is so bad that it feels as though it were at least a hundred degrees inside the shop. Your hands fall from his shoulders to his chest, a poor attempt to curb your desires. In the descent, your nail drags against a thin gold chain around his neck leaving whispery scores that draw along his skin and pull a soft hiss from him. 

Steve sounds positively wrecked and looks even more shattered now than before. You’re the one, and he knows it. Under certain circumstances, he might be willing to give up everything for you. He might be willing to leap headlong into the chasm he feels coming up, without considering how fast he’s falling or how brutal the moment of impact might be. 

Tentatively, you reach out to comb his hair back from where it’d fallen in his face, hot right down to your fingertips. Steve’s staring at you the way he did back in the storeroom, you can feel his intentions and torment both, in equal measure; you’re well aware of what he wants.

You want it as well.

Tonight under your gaze with the whipping wind and rain outside, Steve feels like he’s stumbled into love, and now he’s stuck here in the anguish of it. He’s fairly used to not getting what he wants, and he’s dealt with it, but he can’t help but wonder if that’s only because he didn’t want anything badly enough.

Well, he does now.

In the darkest depths of his memory, the recollections that tortured him under a nightmarish guise, Steve remembers holding on for something. Be it the kids, or Robin, or Nance— a bone-weary sense of survival; to pull and thrash and fight for another day, getting Dustin out of there in one piece, and dragging Eddie out of the Upside Down, even though he felt about ready to give up and give in right then and there.

And now, looking at you in a shop a world away from the hell that was Hawkins and the Upside Down, it all falls into place. He wasn’t holding out for something, but someone. Steve knows he should go, has crossed one too many boundaries for comfort tonight, but the hitch is, he doesn’t want to go. He’d rather be here, looking at you bathed in candlelight and watching the steady rise and fall of your breaths than weather another storm alone— his desire is so bad he doesn’t know if he could stand up straight.

His eyes are burning hot, and he knows he can never stop himself if he’s going to cry. Better to not even try, or at least that’s what Rob always says.

“Oh, don’t,” You say, moving closer to him pulled by gravity and forces you couldn’t begin to control.

“It’s fine,” He sniffs as the tears trail down his cheeks, “I just do this sometimes,” Steve says in that sad, deep voice. He shakes his head, like he can’t believe this is his life. This time he’d prefer to do almost anything but cry. “Ignore me.”

But you don’t. You can’t help yourself. Shifting toward him, meaning to wipe away at his tears, but instead loop your arms around his neck, and once you do that, he holds you closer.

It’s music when he says your name, a sound that’s absurdly beautiful in his mouth, but you don’t pay attention. You’ve spent enough time on the back stairs of the aunt’s house to know that most things men say are lies. Don’t listen, you tell yourself. None of it’s true and none of it matters, because Steve’s whispering that he’s been looking for you forever.

Everything happens in sweet slow motion from there.

You’re halfway to climbing him like a tree, scrambling for purchase along his arms and chest. His hands move from your hips and a breathy whimper escapes your throat. Steve mollifies your fit of pique with a bite to his lip, pulling it taut as his hands wrap around your thighs to pick you up. Your hips slide home, pressing against him as he carries you to the till— his hands are so hot on your skin you can’t believe it. 

Can’t think, or listen to a word he says because if you do, you might think better of it. 

He sets you down gently on the wooden counter, hands roaming your skin— under your sweater, along the band of your leggings— and still you don’t stop him. When his lips finally meet yours, you bite him accidentally, so eager and impatient. He laughs into your mouth, angling your lips up to slant against his. Your eyes flutter shut and let his kiss devour you, the clacking of teeth, brushes of tongues, and guttural groans.

This is what it must feel like to be crazy, you find yourself thinking, as Steve moves against you. Delirious under his attention, you want the heat he’s making you feel; you, who can’t function without directions and a map, want to get lost right now— to get lost in him. You can feel yourself giving into his fervent touches; you’re ready to do just about anything as long as his fingers keep pressing against you, stoking the fever in your veins.

Everything you’re doing is so unlike your usual self that when you catch sight of your image in the a nearby window you’re stunned. It’s a woman who could fall in love if she let herself, a woman who doesn’t stop Steve when he lifts your hair up and away so he can press his mouth to hollow of your throat.

Out of the corner of your eye, there’s a flicker, and you can see your reflection raise a brow in interest. She inclines her head minutely as if to ask, Really? while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

What? You mouth back, trying desperately to fall back into the reality of Steve’s sweltering hold on your body, the praises that fall like raindrops from his mouth only to evaporate upon hitting your scorched skin.

What is wrong with you? Your mirror-self volleys back, all knowing glances and quirked lips.

Beyond flustered and frustrated you bite back with a vehement, I don’t know! 

And as quickly as she appeared, your mirror-self is gone with a flicker and a wave. Maybe that’s something to consider, what exactly are you doing here? What good would it do for you to get involved with someone like Steve—to break the one rule you had? You’d have to feel like this, half-wild and at the whims of your desires, all of the time. You’d have to feel so much, and you’re not that kind, not really. You could never muster an ounce of sympathy for those miserable, irrational women who came to the aunt’s backdoor, nor could you stand to be one of them now, overrun with grief, rendered inconsolable with what some would call love.

You pull away from Steve, out of breath, mouth hot and the rest of you burning. You’ve managed to exist this long without; you can keeping doing it. Just make yourself go cold, from the inside out. The rain is letting up now, the sky as dark as a moonless night. In the east, thunder sounds as the storm moves in from the sea. 

“We should stop,” You bring yourself to say, though it cleaves something deep inside of you.

Steve halts his ministrations, and the wounded look on his face is worse than the fissure in your chest. The words taste bitter and cruel, but you can’t allow yourself to care. You need to put a stop to this before the option is no longer your own. Before the possibility of what you could feel for him takes hold and traps you, like those women on the bluestone path at twilight.

“This was a mistake.”

His lips form your name, a hoarse murmur followed by a grim smile. “I can fix it,” He says, seeing how you tuck yourself away, bit by bit, right before his very eyes. “Please, let me fix it,” He pleads, voice strained.

A slow shake of your head to dash his hopes once and for all, “You should go.” Your voice sounds like a broken, hollow thing.

At this moment, Steve wishes he was a weaker man— that he could somehow reach out and grab the part of you that he’d briefly held in his hands, and force you, at least until you gave in. Because it was there, he felt it and you did too, that ineffable spark of recognition. He’d like to make love to you right here, he’d like to do it all night and not give a damn about anything else. But he’s not that kind of man, and he never will be. He’s seen too many lives go wrong when a man allows himself to be led around by his dick. Steve has always understood why people give in and do as they please with no thought of anyone else. Their minds shut off, and he’s not going to do that, even if it means he won’t get what he really wants.

He sighs your name, and it causes you more anguish than you could have ever imagined possible. It’s the kindness that undoes you, the mercy in spite of everything that has happened and is happening still. 

But Steve, for all his wanting and heartache, stands up and takes a step back. You make yourself look over his shoulder and keep your gaze there; you don’t dare look at him. 

“Eddie will, uh, finish the job.”

You clench your hands into the worn wood beneath you and nod. 

Steve gathers his tools and sets them on the counter for Eddie to find tomorrow. And even if you don’t look, you know he hasn’t yet walked away. This is the way is has to be— removed forever, distant as the stars, unhurt and untouched forever and ever. He closes the door when he leaves and it takes everything in you to not turn to see, because if you did, you’d discover how much you want him, for all the good it would ever do you.

But he does watch you as he gets back into the cab of his truck out in front of the shop. Steve combs his wet hair back with his fingers and, for a moment, the whole cab smells like rain. As best as he can understand it, the greatest portion of grief is the one you dish out for yourself, and the both of you have served yourselves from the same table tonight, the only difference being that he knows what he’s missing, and you have no idea what’s causing you to cry as you sit in the cold and empty dark.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #stranger things fanfic #Spotify

[blingblong55]

Moments like this- 141+ König

GN!Reader, fluff, romantic! Relationship, civilian! reader

Based on a request: Do you think you could write some hcs (for 141 guys and konig ofc hes my fav<3) where the reader has really long hair?.Just for some inspo: I'm thinking ghosts love language entails him helping brush, wash, care for his s/o hair. And Johnny and konig love playing with their s/o hair, braiding it, learning how to do hairstyles etc...thank you🩷💖

A/N: as soon as I read the request, I thought of Rapunzel when in tangled she gets her hair done by the little girls lol

Price:

This man grew up with only brothers, but he was more of the kinder one, so when it came to you and your long hair, he watched tutorials on how to braid and care for hair.

It was new to him, he hadn't done this, like ever.

But, when he came home after a long and stressful day, he would go to you. Who was already in the couch waiting for him.

He couldn't talk, it was as if his voice had just given out. So what does he do? starts running his fingers through your hair.

Which calms both of you, he someway, somehow fell asleep. And it was definitely the best he's had so far.

So, this become a thing, you dont ask questions and neither does he.

All you do is wait by the couch or in bed and he drops everything and combs through your hair, slowly drifting into sleep.

I like to think he asks Kate and her wife on how to do a pony tail, and although he tries, he gets so frustrated, he ends up giving up.

Gaz:

I whole heartedly believe he grew up with sisters, with that said, he knows how to braid your hair.

I am talking a master at braids, when he isn't in the mood for too much, he brushes your hair, and when he just needs to relax in a warm bath, he drags you in and washes your hair.

There was one time where you were sick, and he knows that if you stay in bed for longer, you won't feel better, so...he washes your hair, putting all the right products in, massaging your scalp and overall being such husband material.

Lots of kisses for sure, he makes sure you get at least 10 kisses per day. And as he brushes your hair, he kisses your forehead.

He even asks his sisters what kind of oils he can use on your hair type to help it grow healthy and strong.

At times when he does come home super late and he is very tired, all he does is crawl into bed and cuddle you, but best believe he is brushing your hair slowly and delicately.

Like Price, it soothes him to brush your hair, makes him sleepy and all. Thats why when he cant sleep, he brushes your hair with his hands.

Soap:

This man also grew up in an all women household and I will not be told otherwise. So, when you and him start dating, and you let your hair down more often, he likes to sits down by the porch and to braids on you.

One time, mainly because his niece made him watch Tangled, he places flowers on your freshly done braid. He even took pictures of you, and best believe that picture is now carried everywhere he goes. I am talking wallet, vest pocket, phone wallpaper, and has drawn it on a lot of sketch books.

He also loves messing with you, and because you trust him so much with your hair, he gives you a literal unicorn horn, which makes you two cry so hard from laughing.

He also drew that in a sketch book. When his nieces are around, he brags on his skills. And to demonstrate he is good at doing hair, he makes you sit on a pillow on the floor as he does your hair.

Messy buns are a no at times, because he loves to see you in his hair dos.

There was one time where you were so drunk but it was the same day you had to wash your hair that he did it for you. There was a mess everywhere, but he did the job and there is definitely no complaining.

Ghost:

This man is awkward and sometimes weirded out by physical touch, so to make you feel better he started to follow influencers that taught him about the importance of hair care.

He tries so hard at times, but it's the intention that matters. One night, while you were sad, brushed your hair and hummed a tune.

And slowly he realizes this could be his way of showing his affection towards you, so he does it everyday now.

When you wake up, there he is , waiting to comb your hair. At night after a shower, he is waiting by the bed to comb your hair and listen to what you did all day.

After deployments when he comes tired, he lays on the couch and you lay on top of him, he, like price and gaz, falls asleep as he combs through your hair.

Your hair at times is untamable, which bothers him, but it teaches him patience, so he goes for the long run and slowly but surely does your hair justice.

At times when you two, have rough sex, he gets mad at himself for making your hair a mess. But not to worry, that one of his ways of aftercare is to comb your hair.

König:

We all know this man is a gentle giant, it's a fact at this point. Anyways, his love language is physical contact, so when there are days you don't feel like hugging or just being touched in the slightest by him (rarely happens im sure) he combs your hair.

I also like to believe he is the only child, so like the golden retriever energy kind of man he is, he adores when he can do other activities with you, like your hair.

Before him, it was a mess, you'd wake up, comb it and give yourself split ends and now, it's so smooth and nice and puffy, it's just so perfect.

I know for sure at night when he can't sleep he is watching YouTube tutorials for different kinds of hairstyles.

One time he ran out of hair gel because for a whole week all he did was try weird and definitely funny hair do's.

Best believe like Ghost, after a night of fun, his form of aftercare includes him coming your hair.

He reads on how braiding your hair can help it grow, so, everynight since he braids your hair and makes sure it's not pulling your hair, just so you can get a nights rest.

If you use a bonnet, this man will literally learn why that is and also ask around with his female comrades.

A/N: I did this in such rush, so if I did get a few wordings wrong...sorry not sorry..

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Vegas birthday weekend

Summary: Your 25th birthday approaches but when your friends can't make it Nat and Wanda make it up to you by taking you to Vegas! How exciting!

Warnings: Nothing mature just fluff and cute stuff maybe an innuendo or two

Parings: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x reader (eventually)

A/N: I'm happy with this but then not but then I do really like it maybe I'll do a part 2 but its cute so enjoy! :) It's also not proofread sooo ignore that

Words: 2,400

"Yeah Kate that's okay I understand, sure we'll celebrate next weekend" you solemnly hung up the phone, another friend too busy for your birthday, you knew it was silly to want to celebrate your birthday for a whole weekend but you only turn 25 once! Oh well, maybe you could still have a nice time chilling around town, and to start off this amazing birthday weekend you'd go and get coffee. How exciting! You knew your day would be slightly better by seeing your favourite cafe owners.

The shop was empty when you entered only the two owners behind the counter "hi Miss Romanoff!" You cheerily shouted, the redhead looked up smiling wide at you "Y/n! We thought you forgot about us"

The brunette barged through the back door hearing your voice "Y/n! Honey we missed you" she hugged you tightly and kissed your cheek making you giggle "I missed you too Miss Maximoff"

"Now sweetheart we've known you for a while now call me Wanda" Wanda was the sweetest woman you'd ever met, whenever you were sad she'd always know just what to say to make it all better, also a few sweet treats never hurt to make you feel better.

"Sorry Wanda"

"Shh don't apologise princess" Wanda didn't even let you finish your sentence "you know I don't like it when you when you're mean to yourself" you nodded giving her a smile.

"Here you go dorogoy a special present just for you" Nat approached the table you and Wanda had taken up with a slice of cheesecake with a candle in it "we know your birthdays not until Sunday but we know you'll be too busy with your friends all weekend"

You let out a sad sigh which the women noticed "are you not celebrating with your friends?" Wanda rubbed your arm and lent her head on your shoulder "no, they're busy..."

Nat instantly pulled you into a tight hug "oh sweet girl I'm sorry they're busy, hey how about you do something with us? we may be older but we can still party" you all burst out laughing at Nat "babe we're not old! But she's right Y/n what did you want to do for the weekend?"

You shrugged picking a fork and taking a piece of the delicious strawberry cheesecake in front of you "it's so cheesy and cliché but I wanted to go to Vegas"

"Then let's go!" Nat jumped up from her seat turning the open sign around on the door to closed "Natasha I couldn't let you do that, you guys have this place and-"

Wanda silenced you with a finger to your lips "don't say another word honey, we're going to vegas and we'll get so drunk that we can't remember what we did the night before"

Nat eyed up her girlfriend walking towards her and pulling her into a kiss "well malyshka I didn't know you still had it in you, I cant wait to get blackout drunk with you"

"Mhm I'm gonna do so many things to you-" Wanda gasped and smacked her arm "Natalia Romanoff! Keep those dirty thoughts to yourself"

You laughed at the pair interacting, maybe one day you'd have that with a girl.

"What are you thinking about princess?" Wanda had caught you staring at them and thought it was adorable, you really were so innocent and she loved it.

"Oh sorry nothing erm... so let's book those tickets, do you want to share a room?"

Nat smirked "one room? Hmm we'll have to get you some earplugs"

you blushed hard realising what you'd said "oh-er no I- I just meant because the prices are so expensive and if my friends were going we would've shared a room because we're comfortable with each other. I'm not saying we aren't! I just mean-" you stopped rambling when the two were smiling at you "book 2 rooms Malysh we'll pay for them both, no arguments" Wanda said sternly and you just nodded "okay, thank you for this, I'm sure it'll be a great weekend"

"It'll be an amazing weekend! Vegas isn't ready!" Nat cheered coming over to you kissing your forehead "let's go and pack, make sure to pack a bikini Y/n we'll be swimming every morning"

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The plane journey was torturous but was made a little better by Wanda cuddling you and singing her sokovian lullabys to you so you could fall asleep easily.

Finally getting off of the plane you were met with the burning sun baring down on you "wow and I thought the sun at home was hot"

"Hmm I guess we'll be spending most of our time in bikinis then?" Wanda slid up next to you wrapping you in a hug "you brought your bikini right?"

You leaned into her smiling "yeah I did but I haven't worn one in a while-"

"I bet you look beautiful in your bikini princess now come on, to the hotel and then the pool!" Nat pulled you both along the road to a car she rented and opened the doors for you "there you go sweet ones"

Wanda kissed her "always so sweet printsessa"

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It turns out Nat had changed where you guys were staying, instead of a hotel you had your own little rental house with a balcony pool overlooking the strip, you kept saying no and that it was way to much for a birthday weekend for someone they'd only know for a few months but the Russian wouldn't listen to you "you deserve only the best for you 25th birthday and when else are you going to get this opportunity? so wrap your lips around a straw of a fruity drink and get your cute ass to the pool"

Wanda rolled her eyes, her girlfriend got so excited sometimes "Nat please don't start scaring her"

"Please I'm not scaring her look at her blushing" she was right, you were blushing, maybe it was the fact that Nat's bikini left absolutely nothing to the imagination, like there was no point to the outfit. You were no stranger to Nat's flirtatious nature but she was laying it on a little thick right now, not that you truly minded she was a gorgeous woman after all.

"Honey you're staring" Wanda giggled clicking her fingers in front of your face "she is pretty hot though I will give you that"

You shook your head in embarrassment "I'm sorry Wanda I didn't mean to stare"

The woman laughed "don't worry my love, she's a beautiful woman, plus she thrives on the praise and attention"

Just then the attention whore herself closed in on you two "hey my girls! What are you talking about?"

Wanda welcomed Nat with a kiss "mmm have you been eating strawberries?"

"Just my lipgloss princess, but I saw strawberries on the buffet, if we're quick enough we can catch it before it ends!” Nat quickly ran into villa after her favoured strawberries

“You know the welcome buffet doesn’t end right?! This our house for the weekend!” Wanda shouted “she’s like an excited puppy I swear”

You laughed with her “yeah she is pretty excitable" looking down at your hands unsure of what to say, you’d never really been alone with Wanda without Nat there and she made you slightly nervous. Wanda seemed to notice and asked you something

"Are you enjoying yourself moya lyubov'?" Wanda grabbed your hand and forced you to look up at her smiling as your eyes met hers "be honest"

"yes..." you answered but Wanda wasn't convinced so she grabbed your chin keeping you in place making you blush “yeah, yes Wanda I’m having a wonderful time”

This made her smile and lean forward, her expression changing, she was close enough that you could feel her breath on your skin but before you could move away she planted a small kiss on the side of your lips and pulled away still smiling "I'm so glad princess, Nat was really nervous you wouldn't enjoy it but I knew you would, you're such a good girl and good girls get treated very well" she pulled away from you completely and let go of your chin, her expression happy once again

"Now let's go and find our girl okay?" She left so quickly your mind hadn't even registered what just happened "oh-er what?" But she was already gone, into the building and embracing Nat kissing her with the same lips she'd just kissed you with.

"Being gay is so stressful"

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The rest of the day was pretty relaxed even though all you thought about was how Wanda called you a good girl and why the butterflies in your stomach increased every time you thought about her saying it.

Apparently you weren't that good at hiding the butterflies when Nat came up to you while Wanda was making dinner in the kitchen "are you okay dorogoy? You've been quiet all day and that's not like you" She looked so sad that you weren't enjoying the vacation that it nearly broke your heart "no no Nat I'm okay I promise, I just feel off about something that happened..." You trailed off not wanting to tell Nat that Wanda, her literal girlfriend, kissed you and called you a good girl.

"What did Wanda do?" Nat's voice was stern and made you jump "oh er what do you mean?" Your wobbly voice wasn't convincing and Nat knelt down to you holding your face in place "she kissed you didn't she?"

You pulled your face away in shame shaking your head "Nat I'm sorry I don't know what I did and she was being so sweet and then called me a good girl and and then she left and kissed you and then I-"

Nat shushed you with a sudden kiss on your lips smiling into it, then she pulled away you were a blushing mess but managed to whisper "I don't know what's going on"

The Russian nodded "we're sorry for confusing you and making you feel stressed, we just wanted to spoil you and treat you to a special weekend before we asked you something"

"Which is?" You asked kinda having an idea but you needed to hear it from her in case you embarrassed yourself.

"One minute" Nat got up and marched into the kitchen, the humming coming from Wanda suddenly stopping and both women appearing in front of you again.

"Are you gonna stand there looking guilty or are you actually going to say something?" You didn't mean for that to sound harsh but you felt stressed again

Wanda spoke first "Y/n we both like you...more than friends, we want you to join us"

You were shocked, join them?? Weren't they like late 30s or something?

"Honey please say something" Nat pressed for you to answer, you were staring off into the distance too long for the women's liking

"I-I just don't understand? You guys have been together years, why add someone who could mess that all up?"

Wanda shook her head pulling you into a tight hug "no no princess would you never ruin our relationship!, You'd make it better trust me, we watched you come into the cafe for months, and you'd brighten up our days, like the first time you stayed after closing you remember?"

You did remember and it made you smile, exams were overwhelming you and you didn't notice the time until Natasha started stacking chairs and you tried moving your things before Wanda sat down with you "Y/n it's okay you can stay as long as you want, do you need any help?"

You shook your head "its okay Miss Maximoff if I can stay to finish my work that'd be great, my roommate has friends over and they distract me"

Wanda nodded and kissed you on the side of the head "okay moja ljubezen you tell us if you need anything, you've got until 11pm if you need it"

"Thank you"

You must've been smiling wide remembering the memory because when you finally came back to the present Wanda and Nat were smiling back at you "hi honey welcome back, you don't have to tell us what you were thinking of but what'd do you say we go out for dinner and talk a little more okay?"

You nodded and let Wanda kiss you softly on the lips "we'll have the best weekend princess, trust us we'll show you how much you mean to us"

Nat knelt down besides you kissing your cheek also "I can't wait for our dinner! Can we get fried chicken?"

Wanda shook her head "no we'll get some fancy meal that costs way too much and have expensive bottles of champagne"

You laughed "I think Nat would prefer fast food" the happy mood returning quickly to all of you

The redhead shrugged "yeah probably but if Wanda wants a fancy meal then a fancy meal we'll get!"

Both women kissed and for the first time you let yourself enjoy watching them knowing how they now feel about you "you two are so pretty" you let slip and instantly blushed "sorry..."

Wanda smiled into her kiss with Nat clearly hearing you and pulled away even when Nat tried following her lips

"Did you want to kiss us to my love?"

You didn't move, didn't nod or shake your head just stayed looking at Wanda with your mouth slightly agape.

Nat held her hand out for you to take which you did and were pulled into their hug "do you taste sweet too?" Nat asked

"Yeah I think so"

Nat smirked and kissed you as soft as Wanda and tried deepening the kiss before Wanda stopped her "hold on Nat, we'll take it slow, now come on, I'm starving"

Nat rolled her eyes "fine! But I want a booth so we can all sit together and I can have Y/n on my lap while I feed her strawberries"

You tired your head "that sounds specific?"

Wanda sighed "she's wanted to do it for a while...apparently she's had enough of doing it to me"

"Okay you on one thigh Wanda on the other, and ill alternate between feeding you two strawberries alright?"

Wanda laughed "sure Nat I'm sure the people in the restaurant will love watching us do that"

"They'll be jealous of our fun and hot personalities"

#marvel #mcu #MCU #marvel fanfiction #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda marvel #natasha x reader #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #wandanat #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff

[sanjisblackasswife]

how do you think a first kiss with sanji would go?

Let’s Talk About: Being Sanji’s First Kiss (FLUFF)

Black Fem Reader

No because he deserved a whole kiss after carrying the Water 7 Arc idc.

He’d look exactly like this but with a kiss stain on his face

You were the first girl to show genuine interest in Sanji and you knew this so it didn’t surprise you he never been kissed. Which was weird because yeah he was a bit over dramatic with his love for women, but he was such a pretty boy! Super caring and always willing to make you smile. So you had a soft spot for him and that was probably what made you grow a crush on him.

After saving you countless times from enemies you really wanted to show Sanji you appreciated him, he never accepted any of your gifts or requests to help clean so maybe you could give him a more physical gift. Especially after waking up to see him nearly kiss Zoro that same morning.

“Sanji?” You played with the rim of your now empty drink watching him clean up to get ready to cook dinner.

“Yes, Y/N- SAN!” His eyes were already with subtle hearts so shiny you could see yourself in them which somehow always made your heart fluttered. “Would you like some more juice? I made plenty.”

“No, but…I want something sweeter.”

Sanji tilted his head at your comment, you wiggled your finger to come closer and he nearly spun over to you, but instead he walked over holding his hands shyly. It was cute seeing him like this.

He sat in the chair to face you and you smiled at him warmly holding his now clamy hands.

“W-would you like a cookie? O-or a um..a—“

His brain completely malfunctioned feeling your face lean in closer, your breath smelled like the sweet fruit juice and mint which made his cheeks form as red as the hearts that he had in his eyes.

“Mmhm I want something sweeter.”

You cupped his warm chubby cheeks, making his cigarette fall, and wasted no time to place your lips onto his. Sanji’s eyes were wide in shock feeling how incredibly plushy and gentle your kisses could be.

“S-SHE’S KISSING ME! A GIRL IS KISSING ME! HER LIPS TASTE LIKE SWEET SWEET CANDY. THEY’RE SOFT LIKE A PILLOW! THIS CANT BE HAPPENING FEELING SUCH AN ANGEL—-“

He was so dazed out he didn’t even notice you have already pulled back.

“That was just what I needed.” You giggled kissing his red stained cheek before leaving.

He shook his head back into reality and stumbled rushing back over to you after seeing your figure walk out the kitchen.

“W-WAIT! WAIT WAIT Y/N Y/N Y-YOU—! YOU WERE MY—“

“I know.” You nodded wiping the subtle blood under his nose. “I just wanted to let you know I appreciate you. A lot.”

His heart eyes and panic subdued giving you a more delicate gaze. Sanji’s heart was warmed, you really were as sweet as that kiss to him and he didn’t want to ruin this opportunity so he did what any logical man would do in this situation:

“Marry me.”

He was holding both of your hands firmly, about to get on one knee but you managed to stop him while laughing,

“How about another kiss first?”

He stared at your blankly for a moment let out a small chuckle, “okay.”

Sharing another kiss with your fingers intertwined with each others by the pretty pink and orange sunset, you knew you have given Sanji the biggest sweet tooth and the best gift.

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[wednesdaynn]

for everyone to see

a/n: i haven't written for women (properly) in so long, neither on tumblr so i hope i do this a bit justice, this fandom is lacking sm on the women department in general, but god, there are no fics on here. so here i am, spoiling myself a bit with my own fantasy! also this was supposed to be more porn than plot tbh but i needed a good intro... so do with that what you will.

also happy KINKTOBER, even though i won't be participating i cant wait to read all these smutty things after watching too many horror movies.

summary: marlene invites you, her girlfriend, on her stream for the first time and her fans couldn't be more fond over misty marls' sweet girl

warning: sex (duh) oral (i guess fem receiving doesn't work in this context) visual pornography.

pairing: camgirl!marlene mckinnon x fem!reader

word count: 2412

you see her walk towards the camera tripod snapping the camera into the cage and attaching it. She checks the screen to make sure both of your body's are in perfect view and the light is correct, smiling in satisfaction when everything works out.

you lean back on your hands, rolling your shoulders back and taking a deep breath. The nerves are getting worse with the minute and you can't seem to snuff them out. you hope marlene doesn't notice your hesitance because you know she'd call this stream off immediately if she knew you were even slightly tense about this situation. and it's not that you don't want to do this with her, it's just, this is all new to you, and it's making you nervous. you've been planning this for weeks, and have been excited for weeks. The thought of it alone made butterflies go around in your belly.

Marlene turns on the camera and walks back over to you, settling next to you. She grabs her laptop and makes sure the camera is connected to the bluetooth. going to the streaming platform and clicking on the live+ button, checking the camera one last time, turning towards you to make sure you're alright to start. but when she turns, instead of meeting your excited eyes, she is met with hesitance. she frowns and turns her full body towards you, grabbing your hands and rubbing her thumb over your knuckles.

"talk to me, what's going through your head?" she asks and you shrug. you feel embarrassed to tell her what you're thinking. you look up to meet her eyes and squeeze her hand affectionately.

" ’ave got some nerves, good nerves I think." you give her a small smile as to reassure her she casts another glance over your face to make sure you're not lying just to please her, but finds no tell-tale sign of a lie. she leans over and kisses your lips.

"so, am I good to start?" you nod and she gets up from her spot and turns on the stream, looking at the screen and seeing both of your body's on the big screen and the flashing red light in the corner. you slowly start to see her subscribers flood in and the comments all talking about how excited they are about the new stream.

Marlene turns back to you and shoots you a wink before sliding behind you and maneuvering your body to face the camera. she puts her hands on your waist and slowly massages the skin there, her lips on your neck, kissing and softly nipping at your skin. you roll your shoulders back and lean into her. there's a soft ping from the laptop and you see the first tip come in, you smile softly, it calms your nerves slightly.

her hands make their way downwards towards the hem of your shirt and slowly lift up the hem and tug it off of you. revealing the lacy bra that barely covers anything. She places her hands on your shoulders, kneading out the little knots and glides them over your clavicle bones and hooks her fingers underneath your bra strap, trying to make all her actions seem as sensual as possible to her viewers.

And it's working, her comments flood with people leaving messages about how sweet you look, and how much they wish they could be Marlene right now. it gives you a certain confidence boost. you lean back into marlene, and she lets out a soft giggle. you know she does this mostly for show, but it's working for you as well.

She lets go of your bra strap and reaches between you two to get to the clasp on your back, unhooking it and brushing the straps off of your shoulders, revealing your breasts to the camera. The cold breeze makes your nipples harden.

she shuffles around and moves in front of you, sitting up on her knees. she leans over and kisses you, at first it was very soft and sweet. open mouth kisses with little pecks in between when you both need to get some air. but it turns more heated once she puts her hands on your boobs and starts kneading them between her hands, your nipples catching between her fingers where she occasionally pinches them.

you let out a breathy moan, which she swallows with her own mouth. licking your lips and sliding her tongue between. your kiss turns filthy very fast, all tongue and spit, teeth clashing and it's slightly uncomfortable but you imagine it'll put on one hell of a show.

her lips make their way downwards, resuming her past administrations by nipping at your jaw and downwards, leaving behind tiny little marks, which the camera just barely picks up. you lean your head back and let out little sighs.

she pushes your shoulders, your back hitting the mattress and her lips re-attach themselves to your skin, this time on your breasts. sucking tiny bruises on them and sucking softly on your left nipple. her teeth scrape slightly before she bites on them, making you hiss out in pain. she soothes it quickly by licking your sore nipple. she makes her way over to your right breast giving it the same treatment, leaving you breathless.

her hands find the button on your trousers and make quick work of unbuttoning them and pulling the zipper down. she reaches for the hem and you lips your hips so she can take them and your panties off in one move. she kisses the marks left by your trousers on your legs as she makes her way back up your body again. leaving a little trail of kisses up your inner thigh and bites into your skin, right where your thigh meets your mound.

blowing cold air right above where you want her the most. you lean up and rest on your elbows, looking down at what marlene is doing. she meets your gaze and you flush slightly. you look over at the laptop and see a couple thousand tips already in the inbox.

"That's all for you, baby. they're excited to see you." Marlene says. you humn and bring your hand to her head, letting yourself fall back on to her mattress, threading your fingers through her hair and giving a soft push to get her to where you need her. she huffs, acting as if she's annoyed by the gesture, but you can see the smirk adorning her face.

she licks a stripe from your hole up to your clit where she licks around it, teasing you until she wraps her lips around the bud and sucks on it. you let out a gasp followed by a low moan. her thumbs spread your lips apart. revealing more of you to her. she moves her face to the side, leaning it against your inner thigh, her tongue circling your hole. The camera can now see everything, your glistening cunt, her lips and chin wet with your slick and the way your stomach goes up and down in fast movements.

marlene's tongue pushes into you and and you keen, your hips rut up and your hand pushes her head even further. your other hand glides up your stomach and makes a line from your belly button to the valley between your breasts. you palm your boob in your hand and give a slight pinch to your nipple, heightening the feeling in your stomach.

Marlene is good at giving head. she prides herself on it, she uses it as a form of foreplay, just to tease before actually doing what she wants. but right now, she intends to make you cum, a lot. so her right hand collects your slick on her fingers and she pushes her ring finger into you, her tongue going back to torture your clit. she quickly adds another, when she notices your breaths getting heavier and moans becoming more sporadic. she pumps her fingers in and out of you and curls them in just the right way, making you arch your back and retreat your hand from her head.

you grab onto the bed sheets next you, knowing it won't be long until your impending orgasm hits you. she sucks, and licks and nips on your clit. her face fully covered in you. The sounds coming from her mouth are downright filthy. and the continued pumping of her fingers in and out of your hole doesn't make it any less dirty.

and when she curls her finger just right and sucks hard on your clit, you're a goner. your orgasm comes in hard and your mouth falls open with a silent moan. your legs start shaking and your hips buck into marlene's face who is letting you ride out your orgasm.

she comes back up and leans over you. she kisses you and your hands pull on the hem of her shirt and marlene gets up in a sitting position beckoning you to do the same. you lean on your knees, following her movements and putting your hands to good use by hooking your arms around her waist and pulling down the zipper at the back of her skirt. Marlene pulls off her own shirt and unhooks her bra, throwing both of them somewhere on the floor next to the bed. 

she grabs your face in her hands and starts kissing you again. from this side the camera can pick up on everything that is happening where it faces both of your almost naked bodies. you quickly push her skirt  and panties down and she tries her best to get them off without falling. when she sits back down with her legs spread wide open you assume she wants you to go down on her. but instead she makes a come hither motion with her finger and you lean over where she whispers in your ear. 

you nod your head and bite your lip, lean back in the same way as her. legs slightly bent and spread wide. she shuffles closer and watches the screen to make sure you’re both in perfect view of what’s about to happen. her legs intertwined with yours, her left leg pushes underneath your right one, her other leg hooks over your left leg.she moves towards you and shifts her hips, both of your cunts barely touch each other and it sends a shock up your spine when it rubs touches your clit. 

she lowers both of your legs that are in front of the camera making sure that the camera records your bare pussy’s. she makes an experimental grind against you, and you let out a small gasp. she shifts her hips just slightly, making sure your clit’s are rubbing together. hitting the right angle she starts out slowly. grinding on you slowly getting a feel for it and building up your pleasure. She knows you stay sensitive after an orgasm for a while, and normally she wouldn’t mind making your legs shake from oversensitivity, but this is the first time on camera for you and she doesn’t want to make it too overwhelming. 

 she throws her head back for show and leans back on her hands, making it easier for her to grind upon you. she speeds up and starts chasing after her own orgasm. but the angle isn’t right, it’s too slippery and you have barely any control. you can both feel it and marlene’s eyes move up your body and lock them in with yours. She moves her legs slightly, but to no avail. it makes no difference on the way it feels. you can barely reach the point of having an orgasm, and that’s with the sensitivity that you still have from your first, you can’t imagine how unsatisfying it must feel for her. 

the initial pleasure you got from this position has worn itself out. your hands push themselves upwards and and move forward the little amount you still can and sit up straighter making you practically ride her pussy. she lets out a loud gasp, surprised by your actions and leans back onto her elbows unabashedly checking you out. you graze your hand up her leg and grab onto her waist, giving you more hold to move faster and more deliberate. marlene reaches one of her hands, practicing a balancing act on her other elbow. her fingers put your hair behind your shoulder, getting it out of your face and you roll your head backwards. 

you speed up your hips, getting closer to your orgasm. “Get it baby, get what you need.” she lets out a soft laugh at seeing you get so desperate. her eyes wander to the laptop perched next to the bed, checking if the camera is still picking up the right angles and people are still putting in tips, and good lord… you make her so proud. It's been flooded with excited comments from viewers and the tips are going crazy. 

“Are you close too? marls… wanna cum with you.” your whine and your hands slips from her waist and to the bed next to her, your other hand mimicking. you lean over her and start kissing her. you can feel her nod her head and push your hair out of your face again letting everyone see your faces connecting. The kiss is more panting and moaning into each other's mouths, but it doesn’t matter to the both of you. it’s getting you closer and just being near her is enough for you. marlene starts letting out heavier moans, disconnecting from your lips and leans her forehead against yours. 

she shuts her eyes and releases a few heavy breaths before letting her head drop back and let out a silent scream, her orgasm hitting with force. You ride her until she’s too sensitive and slowly move off of her, accidentally bumping her clit and she shakes slightly, letting out a giggle. you’re both huffing and puffing from exhaustion. 

"You didn’t cum?” marlene says, pout on her face, but you shake your head. exhausted with a pleased look on your face. “It's alright, I would've continued if I needed to.” you wink at her and she leans over and kisses you softly, small laughs coming from you both. She bites her lip and looks over at the camera. she crawls over to turn it off and you throw in a little smile before the stream shuts off.

#marlene mckinnon x reader #marlene mckinnon #marlene mckinnon smut #marlene mckinnon headcanons #marlene mckinnon x you #marlene mckinnon fanfiction #camgirl!marlene mckinnon #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

[nerves-nebula]

ok i finished Lolita, here's my rambling notes which are really more about me & my reactions than the book. I stopped taking as many notes the further in I went.

the forward for this is so funny. we got someone in universe telling us that the things this guy says are absurd and you should NOT fall for his bullshit, because he is NOT a gentleman.

Approx 24 minutes in he proposes the idea of the nymphette. 9-14

its fascinating the way he constructs this other sect of being, this third sex, this nymphet. the way he calls them demons, as if it's their fault, as if it could never be a problem with him.

gets mad that some guys entire fuckin house burns down so he cant ogle his daughters. what an asshole.

Negro/Negress Count (i updated this every time the word negro is used. i just think its funny, its like a drinking game for me. at least black people exist in this world lmao): 7

(about quote #6) the way he talks about Mrs Haze (and in fact most women and girls) as though he is so handsome that he literally cannot stop them from entangling him in an affair is fascinating. Man cannot hold himself responsible for anything.

ok so he's just met dolores and this isnt really a product of the book, but the narrator does a REALLY god job with HH. genuinely just a really good performance. he reads the cadence of HH's flowery writing so well, he emotes so well. its great.

of course this overwritten little creep would write down all his thoughts in a little book. just like he's doing now. at least he's consistent?

so much damn interpretation huh. he's always like "I know she wanted me to kiss her i could tell she was waiting for it" MY GUY.

wait when does this take place was it really normal to marry your first cousin in the midwest in the 1950s?

the way he describes her being not entirely innocent as a warning sign, as some great evil that would trap him, is fascinating. because she is not what he thought an innocent little girl should be, he pushes a bit of the responsibility off of himself and onto her. she's not a child, she's a dangerous nymphet who pulls him in and traps him in her impropriety. despite him literally (thinking he was) drugging her (in an attempt to keep her from knowing what hes doing) he STILL blames her for enticing him. still considers her a fae creature. i hate him. i love this book.

it is truly kind of fascinating how he makes it sound like their trip wasn't all that bad and just offhandedly mentions horrific stuff like the rate at which she sexually abused her, or how Dolores cried herself to sleep every night when she thought he was asleep, and how she almost never seemed to actually be happy. and yet he'll go on and on about all the things they got to see, and how much money this whole kidnapping roadtrip cost him.

the fact that he now has to just straight up pay her, and she's clearly not enjoying anything is so !!! and then he has the NERVE to steal her money back while she's away !! the money she's probably trying to save up to get away from him !! do you guys know what thats like?? when the money youve carefully saved just.. disappears?? good god.

oh ok so he KNOWS she might try to run away if she has too much money. cool cool normal.

i do like this school parent teacher meeting thing thats basically laying out that it's very clear dolores has issues around sex. like this is somehow so clearly an issue that they called him in about it. Ough.

love his indigence at Lo saying that he tried to molest her back before he married her mother (more or less true, and i would even say he succeeded that one time) and that he murdered her mother (a reasonable assumption on her part)

Mans just said he can shed torrents of tears thru his dick. He’s unnecessarily crude for someone so poetic and I love that part of his character tbh.

So he just slapped her and it’s fascinating how clearly abusive he is even from his own softened retelling. Like he doesn’t phrase it like this, but every action he takes is to isolate and control her.

i know he sucks shit but him leaving Rita is especially cruel to me. there was no need to leave her behind with only a note. no amount of calling a woman "sweet" or his "poor little thing" makes up for how absolutely disposable they all are to him. he admits that he needed her, that her company kept him from having breakdowns that would send him to a hospital, and he still just leaves her behind forever. when he knows thats what she was scared of most.

i aint even know about Clare Quilty. huh!

i am enjoying his sad walk through his "smothered memories" like yeah man. you suck and you fucked up everything and you do deserve to feel bad about your active ignorance (i like that he brought up the memory of rescinding that one promise because that was one instance i was really stuck on. like she has nothing man, and it's silly to you but it's everything to her)

y'know im still not entirely sure what Pentapod Monster means

Quotes:

he is not a gentleman

But how his heart beat when, among the innocent throng,he espied a demon child, "enfant charmante et fourbe," dim eyes, bright lips, ten years in jail if you only show her you are looking at her.

I was naive as only a pervert can be (lol)

nymphets do not occur in polar regions (oh my god shut upp)

the reader will regret to learn that soon after my return to civilization I had another bout with insanity (I absolutely do not regret it my wonderful narrator <3)

I was perfectly aware that if by any wild chance I became her lodger, she would methodically proceed to do in regard to me what taking a lodger probably meant to her all along, and I would again be enmeshed in one of those tedious affairs I knew so well.

To keep her happy, I had to present her with an illustrated catalogue of them, all nicely differentiated, according to the rules of those American ads where schoolchildren are pictured in a subtle ratio of races, with one--only one, but as cute as they make them--chocolate-colored round-eyed little lad, almost in the very middle of the front row.(I just find this quote interesting because it makes a point that there would only ever be at most one black kid. not sure what to make of it but i did enjoy that)

It was she who seduced me. (SHUT UP)

the body of some immortal demon disguised as a female child. (SHUT UPPPPP!!)

Used French only when she was a very good little girl. (I’m attacking you with my teeth and claws. I love this book.)

#nnstuff #rambling #lolita

[footygirl114]

Las Reinas (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Need some fluff in my life and couldn't resist writing soft Alexia

Sneaking out of dinner with your national teammates was a common occurrence. They always teased you but they never knew who you snuck out to talk to. Finding a small closet just off the dining area you answered the face time call on your phone “Hi Babe.”

“Hola, mi amor, I miss you” is the response from your Barcelona team-mate and girlfriend of 2 years. 

“6 more days and I will back in Barcelona. One more day and you will have finally be crowned the best football player in the world” you respond back to your love. 

Alexia blushes at this and you cant help but smile at how cute your girlfriend is. “Y/N stop it, you know I hate the attention” she tells you. 

“Babe, you can say that all you want but you handle it so well. You will look amazing accepting that award and your speech will be awesome, do you want to practice it one more time?” you ask her.

She shakes her head no and says “I just wanna look at your face”

At this you blush, but you also hear your teammates shouting your name outside the doorway, you know you time is up with your girl “Babe, I have to go, they are looking for me.”

“I know, I should sleep anyway. Te Amo Mi amor” she tells you, and blows you a kiss through the screen. 

“I love you too, and I cant wait to finally see you in that dress tomorrow” you tell her and blow a kiss right back. You both say your goodbyes and hang up the call. 

As you make your back into the team room, you cant help but think back on the last 2 years, and how moving to play in Barcelona was the best decision you have ever made. 

“Y/N! about time you got off the phone, did you and lover girl finally get it on over face time?” Pinoe yells out as you walk into the room. 

At this you blush and duck your head and tuck back into your seat beside Christen. She puts and arm around you to shield you from the teasing and whispers in your ear “Did you tell Alexia good luck with her speech?” at this you nod. 

Most of the team had no idea who you were dating and you preferred to keep it that way, but Christen had taken you under her wing you're very first camp and you both had little secrets from each other. You are not ashamed of your relationship at all, but as Alexia became more popular she would get less and less privacy. You hated being the centre of attention, it was easier to keep your relationship on the down low. 

Alexia had been the first person you met when you first walked into the training ground. You had literally slammed into her and knocked both your stuff flying. You were so embarrassed, and went to start an apology, when she looked at you put her hand on your arm and said “I prefer it if I’m the one sweeping a women off their feet, but I think this time I'll let it slide.” 

Two weeks later, after some shameless flirting on Alexia’s part, and lots of blushing on your part. You finally couldn’t take it and when you were the last two in the change room you pushed her up against the wall and kissed her, pouring all the feelings into it. The rest was history. 

All your Barcelona teammates knew, most of her Spanish ones knew because they also played on Barcelona, but you were still dragging your feet telling your US teammates that you only saw a few times per year. Your relationship was one of the best kept secrets through the Barcelona girls. 

No one understood how you had such a presence on the field, being a centre back you took charge often, but as soon as you were off the field you were a nervous blubbering wreck. Alexia knew this and was often the balance to you, she loves you as you are and you knew she loved the fact that she got to see both sides of you. You were never nervous with her, and often times you would take control and give her a rest from making decisions. 

You would not change anything over the last 2 years, from the lingering touches, to the words whispered in ears, to the private celebrations of all your accomplishments. Watching her win the Ballon D’or from afar was probably the hardest one yet. You know first hand how hard she works, how much time she spends awake beside you at night thinking over all the missed passes or shots, how she would break down in your arms whenever the team was not playing well blaming herself. Watching her win that award made you want to scream from the roof tops that she was yours and you were so proud of her. 

You settled for an instagram post with you and Alexia squished in celebration of the cup between Mapi and Jenni. You and Alexia wanted a picture with the cup when the two knuckleheads jumped into the picture. A simple caption of “La reina” was more than enough to acknowledge your queen. 

***

Walking into your house in Barcelona a few days later, you knew you needed to chat with your love about your thoughts. You were so deep in your head you almost missed Alexia coming around the corner and jumping into your arms. You caught her just in time and couldn’t resist squeezing her tight to you. “welcome home mi amor” she whispered in your ear. 

You pulled back and looked into her eyes and said “Congratulations La Reina” 

At this she couldn’t resist and she leaned in and kissed you hard, you moved your hands from her back down to her ass and lead her towards the couch. You slowly dropped her onto the couch, following her without breaking the kiss. 

When the need for air became too much you both pulled back and you couldn’t resist saying “I am so proud of you babe. You deserve this and so much more”

With tears in the corners of her eyes she looks up at you and says “I love you” 

You couldn’t help it but you had to kiss her at that, she pushed you up grabbed your hand and lead you toward your bedroom. 

**

The next day the team held an open practice, where fans could come and watch you train. You and Alexia always remained professional when at the stadiums, but you couldn’t help but keep your eyes on her all over the field. Any chance you had you were near her and had to remind your self that the fans are watching. 

Setting up for practicing attacking corner kicks, you were lined up behind her and in front of Mapi waiting for a ball to be sent in. The coach blew his whistle and made everyone wait as he gave instructions to the defending keeper. At this break you leaned into your lover from behind, with your hands on her hips, and whispered into her ear “You look so hot when you're working so hard, I cant wait till we get home and can shower.” 

You could see her blush, as well as her Mapi snicker behind you. Noticing the coach still being distracted she leaned back into you and whispered “Babe, you haven’t earned that yet.” 

The whistle then blows and it signals the start of the drill, you cant help but to feel like you just got beat at your own game. 

**

After the practice the team wondered around the stands signing autographs and taking pictures, most of your teammates were done and already in the locker room. You look up and see a small group of 6 or 7 year olds all surrounding your girlfriend, who is on her knees signing all their jerseys. You just stand that and watch and cant help but feel your heart grow with love for that women. 

“You have hearteyes on” Mapi says as she walks by with Jenni who smacks you on the head. 

You blush and respond back “Can you blame me?”

“Mapi, is Y/N finally gonna respond to our teasing and not just blush?” Jenni teases you. 

“Come on, Im not that bad” You try to argue back, but you feel someone come up behind you and place their hand on the small of your back. You turn your head slightly and realize Alexia has walked over. 

“Babe, you are that bad, you normally cant string together a sentence when they tease you” she says. Both Jenni and Mapi burst out laughing at that, and you turn to your love with an offended look. You can tell that all she wants to do is reach out and kiss you, so you shake your head slightly and decide to head into the change room. 

All you can think about is how you want to be able to kiss her whenever and wherever you want to. 

**

It's later that night, when you had both had dinner and while Alexia does the dishes you are standing outside, leaning on the balcony watching the stars. You are so lost on thought that you don’t hear Alexia come up behind you and put her hands around your waist, press her front to your back and place her head on your shoulder. 

“Penny for your thoughts mi amor” she asks and places a kiss on the side of your neck. 

You stay staring at the sky as you savour this moment , the comfort you feel in your lovers arms like this. You think about how you want to say this and say “just thinking about us, and how much I love you”

“I love you too” she says as she places a series of kisses up her neck. 

“We should talk though” At this she freezes, you cant see her face but you know her eyes are wide and questioning. 

You spin in her arms and you see her eyes but you cant make eye contact knowing that you may never be able to say what you want to say if you do. “Its nothing bad, it's just something that I have been thinking about for awhile” you say as you start to fidget. 

She places her knuckle under your chin, tilts your head up to meet her eyes and says “Mi amor, it's just me, you can tell me anything. I love you and will do anything to see you smile again” 

“I wanna go public” you blurt out. “Im tired of not being able to kiss you whenever I want. I want to be able to be a proud girlfriend when you win more awards. I want to not have to stop myself anytime I want to hold your hand or be near you.” 

She looks at you and smiles wide and says “I thought you were uncomfortable in the spotlight, that’s why we didn’t do this in the first place?”

“Im over it, who cares I just want to be able to show you off to the world. I want the world to know you're mine” you tell her with a blush. 

She places her hand on your cheek and says “Baby, I am all yours. You have my heart, you are the one I want to be with forever.” 

You lean in and kiss her hard, pouring all the love you feel into it. 

Later that night you both find a picture you love. You were both at her moms house for a Sunday dinner. You are sitting on a stool with Alexia standing behind you, she is reached over your shoulder showing you how to roll out pie dough on the counter, and you are looking up at her and she is looking down at you, both with heart eyes. The picture is posted on her instagram with the caption “La reina’s personal reina”

#woso imagine #woso x reader #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #woso #espwnt x reader

[imustbenuts]

had to take a hard break from my yakuza kiwami 2 playthrough

yeah its the kiss scene. blasted me right out of the ride. sayama just lost her father less than 12 hours ago, admits shes emotionally shaky, and the writer decides kiryu should go in for a kiss right there?

in normal situations thats just sexual harassment. and i still dont feel the chemistry bc yk2 kiryu is behaving awfully weird around women in this entry. the things he does and say sometimes crosses into sexual harassment more than once. its so weird.

dude's behaving like he's got depression from losing yumi and nishiki the year before, dealing with significant social awkwardness and just does that. after repeatedly pulling away from girls who are into him in the cabaret social outings. o<-< whats going on.

my current question being, is he unintentionally treating sayama as a rebound bc she resembles yumi physically?

i see the hint of reused tropes with yumi. the same trope of how they're both beautiful. yumi with her gekka bijin and sayama with multiple characters commenting on her beauty multiple times. the age too, matches up with roughly yumi's before kiryu got sent to jail in y1, being mid 20s.

i also cant really accept the age part. kiryu is 39. sayama is 25. sayama is also an overachiever and these types tend to be more naive and inexperienced when it comes to dating and relationships. its a little... hm.... nnmmmmmnmng. hm.

anyway, if he is using sayama as a rebound thats leaning into evil on the ethical heterosexuality scale. not as bad as yumi getting killed -- bc how dare she moved on instead of waiting for kiryu? bad faith interpretation here yes, but a plausible interpretation nevertheless.

this is definitely some kind of weird bad writing and i cant get behind it at all.

i also dont know why they didnt add sayama into minigames and write more banter fluff if she's mean to be the romance interest for kiryu. there's nothing. i can invite majima who happily hops by despite having to juggle 3 VERY big jobs, but i cant invite sayama? we have a little mechanic of increasing haruka's affection by doing her requests but all sayama gets is cutscenes...? really....? at least try...

none of these alone would be a deal breaker necessarily, bc they do actually mesh well on the surface level. there was a few scenes that made me cheer for them. but there's too much when its all added together that it cant save the bad payoff.

there is actually so much going on that im wondering if kiryu's actually into women at all, and in fact, not seeing them all as harukas. 🤔

also now looking back at that bucket list scene in y8: sayama. im sorry. the writers should have given you a life beyond yk2 and allowed you to move on.

the game isnt over yet im sure theres gonna be more Heterosexual Bullshit coming my way. i need a drink.

#yakuza #rgg #kiryu kazuma #sayama kaoru

[sawtual]

do you have any nica pierce and tiffany valentine headcanons?

letting this ask age like fine wine until i got to the perfect point to answer it which is right now i guess <3

im not sure if you were asking for them separately or as a ship but uhhhh ill just cover all my bases ^_^

when nica was in college she was kind of a heart breaker. she hadn’t dated very much in highschool, probably just some boy for a few months, mainly out of a feeling of obligation, but she really hits her stride in college. it helps because shes finally on her own, she can spread her wings without the burden of feeling like the pitiful disabled girl with the mentally ill mother. in college she gets to be witty and charming and make friends who dont know her dreary backstory. also in college she realizes she is in fact a lesbian.. <3 (insert obligatory changing my major reference thank you kora)

nica’s kind of reveling in the discovery of women and kissing women and being with women and well she is all about that but i fear that she is a huge commitmentphobe is the problem. the list of messy exes and ghosted one night stands is something that honestly embarrasses nica but well you see they were too clingy ! (wanted to sleep over after having sex) they were too pushy and nosey! (asked about her childhood)

basically um. well imagine growing up and your mother drills it into you over and over again that the scariest most dangerous thing you can do is fall in love with someone. that no matter what nica does, dont love another person. dont open yourself up to the hurt, the pain, the loss. and nica rebuffs it because of course she does. she resents her mother for thinking nica cant handle herself, handle possible loss or pain, but she grew up on this, this fear and anguish seeped into her brain and now she herself is terrified of that possible loss. so she simply does not open herself up to that! which is actually what is so funny but also perfect about tiffanica to me. nica so resistent and fearful of commitment and mutual love that it takes another woman literally keeping her in their house like a wounded bird for her to get the kind of exposure therapy she needed to see that maybe being loved is not the terrible thing she grew up thinking it would be

oh also i really believe that sarah pierce has had a few suicide scares in the past, and that was particularly hard when barb was away from home (nica would be 12-18 all by herself with her mother). nica feels extremely responsible for her mothers mental health and keeping her safe. in fact i genuinely believe that the reason nica is at home in curse is not because of her own health reasons but because sarahs mental health took a pretty drastic drip and, of course barb refused to take care of her (she wanted to send her to a care home/or a ward), so nica swallowed her pride and gave up her independence to move back with her mother and keep an eye on her while she got better. i genuinely believe this is canon i wont lie, i feel like its very well supported in the text and implications of the movie.. but im just throwing it in here because i like spreading the good word

so for tiffany its pretty much canon that she meets chucky when shes uhhh 19 if we are being generous. shes very young. and hes in his late 20s </3. so well for tiffany i think she had a very messy time in her teenage years. a lot of intense relationships that were not good for her at all, she wanted to feel something, feel alive and in control but these men dont really wake that feeling up in her. she’s not careful with herself, i wouldnt call her suicidal but shes not very concerned with her life. visiting bars and hooking up with dangerous looking men for a thrill, shes kind of just waiting to get murdered about it the rate shes going. but when she meets chucky the pieces just fall into place. their relationship is so turbulent and exciting and dangerous and everything tiffany thought she wanted. but chucky is on a level above tiffany, hes colder, more calculating, more manipulative and dangerous, despite how badly tiffany wants to be just as despicable as him.

this isnt so much a headcanon but uhhhh. the fact that tiffany and chucky are together for 2 years before he dies. the fact that chucky kills her mother.. ^_^ um well i think that was probably just about the most fucked up thing. you have no one but me. she was holding you back. she wanted to stop you, but i want to set you free. etc etc etc… AGHH. when youre wrapped up so tightly in another person like that, in such a twisted and desperate and unhealthy way, it really does make sense that tiffany is obsessed with chucky ten years later. especially the fact that in that time she had idealized him so severely, i really believe that tiffany had completely twisted their relationship up in her head in the 10 years he was gone. she convinces herself that what they had was magical, that he was the one for her, that he was more loving than he actually was, that he held a certain amount of tenderness for her that shes emphasized in her mind. that she was the villain in their relationship, the desperate jealous bitch who hurt her loving boyfriend, without even giving him a chance. she gets the chucky heart tattoo when she finds out he dies, revels in the pain. she deserves to hurt after what she did. its less of a tattoo and more of a brand

hmmm kind of headcanon but also kind of implied canon due to jennifer and fiona’s machinations.. but i really like the concept of tiffany and nica having a very complicated and interesting dynamic post cult. the first time tiffany meets nica properly, is after chucky has hurt her. maybe he hit her or said something particularly hurtful, but she swings back and hits him across the face and well. out comes nica. this is how they meet the first few times. nica manages to wrangle her anxiety and panic under control, seeing the way that tiffany is so hysterically upset and anguished. and she comforts her. she doesnt know what else to do, she hates tiffany, cant look at her without hearing “she’s dead, miss pierce” ringing in her ears but the longer tiffany spends sobbing in nicas arms, she doesnt feel that burning hatred in the pit of her stomach. the fear kind of subsides a little too, not by much, but its not the overwhelming blind panic she felt the first time this happened. shes realizing that tiffany is not the cold calculating villain that she had believed her to be. that shes broken, hurting and scared, and desperately in love with chucky, someone who cant love her back the way she wants, the way she needs.. nica pities her

also the rest of my tiffanica thoughts lie squarely in the alternate but better reality where nica never gets dismembered and tiffany exorcises chucky from her body, so them living in tiffanys house together is a lot more like. focused on their dynamic and how they learn to care for each other in a way that makes sense to both of them. its kind of everything to me.. ^_^

OH one additional silly headcanon i have is that barb owned a copy of bound, but she left it at home after leaving to college, and a young nica ends up stumbling upon it and well um. it in fact does affect her in ways.

#sorry i dont have as much stuff to say for tiffany um the thing is she is so much better written than nica so i have to do a ton of legwork- #to flesh nica out #while tiffany is already a comprehensive character with motives and feelings that align with her throughout the entire franchise.. #SO THERES THAT #also sorry i feel like you probably wanted me to say their favorite mcdonalds orders or something which sure i can do that too but well #when you let me go with a vague prompt im going to be going quite insane unfortunately #i <3 meta posting and thinking so much and fleshing characters out and rolling them aroundin my head #asks #anon #tiffanica #tiffany valentine #nica pierce #childs play #long post #text heavy

[nerdliker]

i hate the darkling so much and not even for all the murder reasons but because he sees a teenage girl and is like “i can manipulate you” i bet his original plan was to like kill the sun summoner but he saw it was a young girl and then he was like oh what if i just manipulate her into staying by my side forever because im so lonely and no one will ever understand me and oh wait? my own mother who has the exact same power as me and has lived longer than me disagrees with me? that surely cant be because im wrong surely alina will agree with me when she gets older but im going to kiss her now when shes younger and in my own words too naive and im also going to have a bunch of other young girls be harmed for my sake and they’re all going to love me for it. hes so bad and it should be very obvious what type of person he he because he LITERALLY PUTS A COLLAR ON ALINA TO CONTROL HER HOW IS THAT METAPHOR NOT REACHING SOME PEOPLE and people are still like “oh he was just misunderstood after years of being alone alina could fix him” JUST BECAUSE YOU THINK HES SEXY DOESNT MEAN HE WILL BE HEALTHY TO DATE like hes not even one of those respectful villains hes the most misogynistic piece of crap and im genuinely worried for the people who dont see that

list of young girls manipulated and harmed by the darkling:

- alina

- genya

- zoya

- that ice girl (Fruzsi)

- probably tons of grisha women cause hes such a bitch

hes textbook awful man how do so many people like him. keep in mind i only watched the show but i know there are people put there who only watched the show and still think alina should have ended up with the darkling

#shadow and bone #shadow and bone show #the darkling #anti darkling #the fact ive seen more hate on mal for being a misogynist #(apparently he was awful in the books idk) #than that stupid fucking manipulator is so annoying #HES NOT HOT HES A MISOGYNIST

[fourtyfourcatss]

-> for @pinejayy !

[a/n] - i enjoyed doing this matchup exchange! i wrote a lot for kny compared to the others since i did it first, but just know every single one of your matches love your traits so i didnt have to restate them again and again! hope you enjoy

KNY ✦ mitsuri kanroji

➜ mitsuri thinks you’re so cool! you look so gallant in your heels and your countenance… you often speak your truth and put people in their place! she cant stop giggling over their gawking expressions and being endeared over your confidence. it takes a while for her to understand and accept your dark humor, since she isnt used to it, but one day she will accidentally slip up and make a somewhat dark joke too and obanai is onto you 💀

➜ but i think the two of you would soften each other much, defenses, and traits. sometimes dark humor can lead go humor that may be a bit too dark, and thinking about it could make you spiral a tad if you arent in a good place. mitsuri’s attitude beats that away! she’ll slice up anything bad that comes your way.

➜ i think she’s developed from fixation on your chokers after a while, wanting to wear some herself to keep some part of you with her. do you wear perfume or cologne? spray some on the choker before letting her wear it for a while; she’ll drift into a happy daze! though unfortunately, she cant really fight like that oh no 🙁‼️ after shes learnt her lesson (several times), its reserved for days off with you! expect tons of short neck pecks and cheek kisses.

➜ do you like sakura watching? i assume you’re not a big outdoorsy type person since you have not mentioned it, so the two of you definitely snuggle inside a kotatsu during the winter, the two of you chatting and laughing under the warm blanket. its midafternoon but its ok, and time feels lost. in march, sakura watching is a must though! the two of you sit on the patio, sharing snacks while night falls, watching the blossoms fall down beautifully.

➜ originally, mitsuri planned to go into the corps to find a husband… but she found a wife instead! ah, but her parents are delighted! someone who could accept their daughter for who they truly are unlike those earlier suitors must be someone of great character, and right they are! her siblings are curious little kids, and sometimes they intrude a bit while she and her parents try to pull them away as quick as they can! but theyre good kids, the ones that usher you in and sneak you snacks and asks you for the reasons of why you got each of your tattoos. you grow on them, and they grow onto you <3

➜ she has no tattoos herself, but she understands the feeling of being judged from your appearance, being downtrodden because of it. the two of you are on the other sides of the spectrum, yet its depressing how the the people’s treatment of the two of you as women converge and diverge. she looks too “childish” with her hair and kimonos and yukatas, and you look too “brazenly” in your goth clothes. but everyone is more than their fashion tastes and their outward appearances; mitsuri thinks the tattoos on your body are so beautiful, so artfully done — did it hard? does it still hurt? she has no idea how tattoos and healings work, does it still ache like a wound? no, right? there’s a part of her that’s subconsciously worrying about you, not obsessively or suffocatingly. but she wants to fuss over you! she wants to indulge you in all the ways she can, like how her parents indulged her when she was younger, lovingly, heart above the mind. she traces each line carefully and watches as they line down your body, transfixed.

➜ absolutely cannot take a horror movie. she will definitely watch them with you, but even so, she’ll be clutching at you and closing her eyes and trying not to be so easily jolted. prepare to accompany her to the bathroom at night and waiting for her lol.

➜ cute plushies? sweets? strawberry related? do you think about her hair while thinking about strawberries? just thinking about that makes her gleeful. she loves loves sweets, and she also loves plushies. i can imagine the two of you strolling hand in hand at festivals, masks clipped to the sides of your heads, mitsuri dominating the competition to get you your trophies!!

➜ your relationship is like sitting near a riverbed, the sky dark, the crickets chirping, fireworks lightening the sky.

..runner up; shinobu kocho, uzui tengen <- i think he would make more for platonic friends instead

JJK ✦ geto suguru

➜ gojo teases him a lot about you. “gonna trip into your girlfriend’s arms again?”

➜ geto throws up a finger, but doesnt say much else, his only other acknowledgment being reddened ears poking from strands of dark hair.

➜ geto is an absolute gentleman — as much as he can while being encaptured by your energy. he’s very frank about his feelings, yet retreats whenever you approach back, tapping his cheek or giving him some lip. eventually, he will stop going back into his shell like a turtle! for a special grade sorcerer, he has what you’d call the heart of a maiden around you lol!

➜ there will definitely be times where he leaves a curse or two to protect you. he cannot take any chances when it comes to his enemies, especially when the person who could be harmed is you.

➜ playing video games with you and reading your works is a must! he’s probably seen scarier for horror movies with grotesque beings, so put on something thats more silent to scare him lol. acts of services and bantering is a large part of your relationship with one another. he kisses your hands and strokes your arms. geto deeply appreciates your values and how you see the world, and you see like the type to stick to something when you truly believe it in. like a beacon of light. that does good for him. if geto is gojo’s moral compass, then you are getos.

➜ he unconsciously seeks you out; whether it be you walking to his room, geto freeing his hands so he can wrap an arm around the curve of your back. burying his face into your hair and nestling into your neck. like sitting on a ferris wheel at sunset, the voices of the crowd tumbling snuffled beneath the two of you.

➜ with your presence, he may have given his choice some more consideration, and understood the ridiculousness of killing every non-jujutsu sorcerer in the world. it was his dream, but it was a given one. but he thinks of your painted nails and the ways your eyes glisten, and hesitates.

BNHA ✦ keigo takami

➜ the attraction point is that the two of you are so similar in different ways, it catches his attention immensely. hawks likes to take a jab at people, but it is in the unorthodox sense, while you as you put it, “quite rude but a playful kinda rude.” in short, the intentions between the two of you are quite dissimilar, making for rather unorthodox interactions. but he’s met many people who’s also similar in you for many of these traits. so, what draws him to you?

➜ its simple. everything.

➜ everything mashes together to create this interlocking puzzle which even one piece cannot be missing for it to work. there are things big and small that makes his eyes stray to your figure; the way your back is curved, the air about you. he gives you that Leon Kennedy StareTM, like the way he looks at Ada.

➜ as from this post, he’s casual, reliable, and falsely open. i think you have the temperament to truly open him up without leaving him resentful of you. he says exactly whats on his mind, in turn, beckoning for you to share your opinion too. he wants to know how you feel about certain things, perhaps dissolving the conversation into something entirely political or philosophical. he does this thing where he gets into your head sometimes, and it’s infuriating. but, as he starts to become more comfortable with vulnerability around you, he starts to soften up. sheepishly rubbing his neck if he accidentally goes too far and catches himself doing it

➜ definitely walks with you across the sky howl’s moving castle style. well, as close as it gets. he’s going to randomly send the two of you up in the sky and go for a ride. preferably in his hometown, where the eyes do not follow as much. he’s absolutely masterful at every time of affection, physical, verbal, and especially gift giving. he’s a genius, the youngest of the top heroes at only 22. won’t you brag about him to your friends? he’ll be very flattered

➜ Next Level Bantering. He puts everyone to shame with his comebacks and returns. dark humor? not a problem with him. ah, but if hes too worked up, he might take it too far. he’s a very contrary character, appreciative of things both traditional and “unorthodox” like heavy metals like the older generation (some of those uptight old fucks need to mind their own business). the more they seem to dislike you, the more he ends up seeing and appreciating you for who you are.

[topgunroostergirl]

Retreat (Part 6)

Summary: This is the continuation of Navy Nurse and Y/N and Rooster life after the big mission

Pairing: Y/N x Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Warnings: smut, baby kink if you squint very tightly, pregnancy, drinking,

Pulling into the Hard Deck with your brother and Rooster you slid out of the car and letting your brother out of the back seat before shutting the door.

"So this is the bar huh?" He asked looking over at it.

"Sure is. The place we hang out the most. Made amazing friends at, met Rooster at." You said smiling as you put your arm under Roosters. Getting to the root door you all walked in together and made your way to the bar.

"Hey Pen!" You yelled over the loud people around you.

"Hey Rat, you regular?" She asked.

"I'll just take some water." You said realizing that it's probably a little suspicious that you drinking water, but what can you do?

"Okay." She said a little confused.

"What about you Rooster and..." Penny stopped looking at your brother.

"Brian, I'm Y/N's brother" He said with a wink to Penny and Penny blushed a little. He had the effect on a lot of people. You couldn't count on two hands how many women he has picked up at a bar by just looking at them.

"My normal Pen." Rooster told her.

"I'll take beer and a shot of whiskey." He told her leaning over the bar.

"Just like your sister." She said with a smile and going to grab everything. She came back a minute later and gave everything to you guys. Making your way over to the rest of the group.

"Y/N, Rooster!" Phoenix said coming over and hugging the both of you. She was already a bit drunk so she was getting a bit sloppy.

"And who is this taller glad of whiskey?" She asked looking over at Brian.

"Phoenix, this is my brother Brian, Brian this is Phoenix, Bib, Hangman, Fanboy, and Payback." You said introducing him to everyone. Everyone waved and so did Brian. But instead of waving at Phoenix he grabbed her hadn't and kissed the top of it. You rolled your eyes and walked to the other side to go catch up with Hangman and Payback. You watched as Rooster and your brother mingled. Making sure nothing bad happened between the two of them. They drank all night together eventually dancing together like two drunk children and Rooster even got on the piano. It was rounding around 2 AM. Brian was in the corner making out with Phoenix, and Bradley sat on a stool talking to Payback looking a bit wobbly.

"Alright, well I should probably get them two out of here and in a bed." You told Hangman standing up.

"Alright, well it was good catching up with you. Hopefully you'll be flying again soon. Always have a good time flying with you. See you tommrrow" He said giving you a hug and you went over to Rooster.

"Come on you big lug, let's get you home and into bed." You said walking to Rooster and Payback.

"Oh hey there sexy." He said wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side. You grabbed his keys out of his pocket and backed up a bit.

"Come let's get home." You said with a giggle and helping him up. Walking over to Brian now and neither of them letting up on their make out session.

"I'll see you two tomorrow?" You asked walking by them. He just put his thumb up not taking his lips of Phoenix. Rooster leaning on you just a bit trying to keep himself steady.

"Come on darling." You said starting to walk to the front door.

"Bye Penny. We'll see you!" You said as you passed the bar.

"Drive safe you two." She yelled at you as you walked out.

"You're so pretty." Rooster said looking over at you.

"And you drunk." You said with a giggle.

"and your still pretty." He rebutted. You rolled your eyes and smiled at his cheekiness even when he's drunk. Getting to the car you got him into the passenger seat and shutting the door one he was in. You went to the driver side, started the car and took off back to your house.

"I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you." Rooster said with his eyes closed next to you. You smiled almost crying a little because he has never said anything about spending the rest of your lives together.

"I also cant wait for this little peanut to get here." He said reaching over and rubbing your stomach. Smiling you grabbed his hand and held it in yours. You pulled up to your house minutes later and got out. Rooster almost rolling out by catching himself on his feet you giggled to yourself seeing it.

"Alright come on drunky." You said grabbing his hand so he could follow behind you.

"Mmm, I love this view" He said from behind you and gave you a little smack on the butt making you get turned on just a little. You walked in and shut and locked the door behind you.

"Go in the room, I'm going to get you some water and medicine." You told Bradley as you walked to the kitchen.

"Ai Ai Captain." He said in slurs and went to the bedroom. You grabbed everything and a water for yourself and went to the bedroom. Bradley was no where in sight, but you saw the bathroom door closed. You set the stuff on his bed side table so he could take it as soon a he woke up tomorrow. You went over to your dresser and too your jewelry off and setting it in your holder. You stripped off your shirt and your bra along with it causing you to sigh out a little at the relief of you breast being free. They were super sensitive and sore probably from the whole being pregnant thing. You untucked your belt and took your jeans off leaving you in just your panties. You looked over at the body mirror in the corner of the room and turned sideways seeing the small bump that was beginning to form. You feel two strong hands wrap around you and lay on your bump, pulling you from your thoughts.

"You're so beautiful." Bradley said moving you long hair to one side and planting kisses on your neck. He seem to be at least 20 percent more coherent

"I love you Bradley." You said turning around and putting your arms around his neck. He placed a long, slow, sloppy kiss to your lips. His hands starting to roam over your body touching and feeling every part of you. He grabbed your ass cheeks and lifted you up so your legs were wrapped around his torso. Walking backwards and his legs hit the back of the bed making him fall backwards. You stayed straddling him but stopped kissing him. You just looked at him. He had taken his shirt off already. The moonlight shining through the curtains giving you just enough light to out line his perfectly sculpted abs and the V the ran right to where you wanted. Running your hand from his neck, down his chest and to the top of jeans starting to play with the button of it.

"You want something babygirl?" He asked sitting up on his elbows to get a better view of you. You shook your head yes.

"Use your words beautiful girl." He said caressing your cheek.

"Yes." You said outloud now.

"Yes, what?" He said wanting you to say his name, but you decided to get a little creative.

"Yes daddy." You said and his eyes shot up to look at you. They went from dark brown to just about black. He flipped you on your back quickly, but. softly making sure not to hurt you. He stood in front of you and pulled his pants down, along with his boxers. His full erection coming out. Making you feel more and more wet under your panties and wanting him right then and there.

"Please Bradley. Fuck me." You cried out pretty much begging.

"I will baby, don't you worry that pretty little head." He said getting down on his knees in front of the bed and began kissing you up your leg painfully slow. He finally reached your mid section and kissed you on your heat over your panties.

"Roos. Please." You wined out starting to buck your hips up at him. He grabbed ahold of your hips to hold you steady so you couldn't run away or do anything he didn't want you to do. Staying just above you not touching you with his mouth yet.

"Fuuuckk. please" You cried out and with that he tore you panties completely off and attached his lips to your clit and began sucking, licking and teasing it.

"Oh shit. Bradley. Yes, right there. You're already going to make me cum. Keep doing that." You moaned out taking some of his hair in your hand. He kept going and even added a finger making your legs quiver around his head. You couldn't get any words out just high pitched moans as you came uncontrollably.

"Fuck. Come here." You said grabbing his face and plunging your lips onto his tasting yourself on his tongue. He held himself up with his hands making sure he didn't laying in your stomach.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered between kisses and he turned over on his back and pulling you on top of him. You leaned down still not wanting to taking your lips away from his. He reached between the two of you and rubbing the tip of his dick along your opening.

"Put it in." You demanded.

"It wont hurt the baby right?" He whispered out making you laugh out loud.

"No. Just do it." You said with a smile and he did as he was told and slowly slid into you. Both of you letting out a breathy moan in unison.

"Fuck, you're so tight." He breathed out into your ear.

"And you're so fucking big" You said sitting up to get him a bit deeper inside of you. Moaning out as you felt him deep inside of you. He laid is hands on the little bump your stomach had. Grinding your hips back and forth on him making his head go back into the pillow and grabbing your hips so fight you knew you'd have bruises the next morning. He lifted you slightly so he could start pumping into you a little faster.

"This okay?" He asked through deep breathes.

"Harder." You said out and your hands laid on his chest digging your nails into his pecks knowing there would be deep scratch marks there in the morning. You felt you walls clenching around his dick as you felt a knot start to form in your stomach.

"Please. Don't stop. I'm going to cum again." You said sitting back up straight to get him deeper in you. He kept pounding into you harder and harder, he was starting to get sloppy in his hips, you knowing he was also about to cum.

"Cum with me babygirl." He said putting a finger in his mouth and then going to rub your clit gently, making your legs try to close shut and shake.

"Yes, Yes, I'm going to cum." You cried out and you came all over him. As your walls clenched as you did so, it milked him into you. Riding out your highs together you fell forward on his chest breathing heavily. You rolled to your side and cuddled into Bradleys side.

"I love you." You whispered to him. He placed a soft kiss on your temple and looked dow at you.

"I love you babygirl." He said back smiling. You two fell asleep quickly after that.

*the next morning*

You felt the warm summer breeze swish through your bedroom window giving you a smell of the salty ocean. Eyes fluttering open and reaching for Rooster but he wasn't there. Sitting up in bed and looking st the clock, 0800, you got up wrapping your sheet around your naked body. You first checked the bathroom and he wasn't there. Then you walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen and there he was. Stood with his back towards you leaning over the island looking like he was reading something. Sneaking up behind him you opened the sheet and wrapped your arms around him.

"Good morning babygirl." He said through a smile.

"Why didn't you wake me?" You asked and he turned around to look at you and you wrapped yourself back up in the sheet.

"You looked to peaceful, and a momma needs her rest." He told you taking your face in his hands and kissing your lips softly. You smiled at him taking his loving eyes and beautiful face.

"Alright how about we get dressed, we have to go pick you the uhaul in an hour." He said looking down at you. You turned around and made your way back the bedroom, Bradley followed close behind you. Making it to the room you went and grabbed an oversized shirt, a pair of shorts, bra and panties. You went over and put them on your bed and looked over seeing your torn to shred panties from the night before. Rooster saw you looking at them and came over to you placing a hand on your naked stomach.

"How are you feeling today?" He asked rubbing soft circle.

"Actually amazing. Best I've felt in a while." You said looking over to him.

"Then maybe I just need to fuck you every night huh?" He said leaning down and kissing your neck.

"Mmm, I wish, but idk if I could handle that every single night. Also, remember I'm just going to keep getting bigger and bigger. You might not want to touch me then at all." You said thinking about that you will be super round with in a short time and thinking maybe Bradley will think you're gross when you become like that.

"Stop it. I will never not want to touch you. You are beautiful, you will always be beautiful no matter what. You are carrying life inside of you. Something we both had part him. You have a piece of me inside of you growing." He said caressing your cheek softly. Your frown turned into a smile at his wonderful words.

"Alright, alright. let's get ready and go get the truck." You said kissing his cheek and resumed getting dressed. Once you were done you put your shoes on and heard a knock at the front door.

"I got it!" Rooster yelled from the kitchen. You went out to see who it was.

"Ohhh look at you two!" Rooster said. You rounded the corner and saw Brian with Phoenix.

"Oh, look at the love birds." You said leaning against the wall looking at the two of them.

"Stop. I've known him a day." Phoenix said rolling her eyes and coming to give you a hug.

"Last night defiantly looked like you've known him way longer." You said poking fun of their long make out session the night before at the Hard Deck.

"Roos." You said calling him over to you once Phoenix went to sit on the couch.

"What's up honey?" He asked looking down at you.

"I think we should tell him now." You said in a whisper.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Unless you want me picking up heavy things all day to avoid telling him then yes." You told him.

"Goodpoint." He said shaking his head yes. You turned and went to go get the present from your bedroom. Starting to get a little nervous you left the room with the bag in hand.

"Brian, I have something for you." You said walking over to him and giving him the bag.

"What's this?" He asked looking over at you from the other side of the island. Rooster came over and stood next to you and placed his hand on the small of your back. Phoenix came over and sat at one of the stools seeing what was going on.

"Open it you non surprise loving man." You said with a laugh. He started to take the tissue paper out and you felt heart beating faster. Rooster now rubbing small circles on your back knowing you were very nervous. He got to the once and pulled it out. Phoenix looked over at you with the widest eyes you'd ever seen. You shook your head so that she wouldn't freak out just yet. You wanted to Brian to figure it out first. He read the onsie slowly, and then his eyes shot up to look at you and Bradley.

"Holy shit. You're pregnant?" He asked looking up and down.

"There's more." You said smiling tears starting to well up in your eyes. He grabbed the shirt out and read it. You were waiting for his reaction. Him being a Marine its hard to read his expressions. Part of basic training.

"Holy fuck! I'm going to be an uncle!?" He yelled out running around the island and lifting you up and hugging you. Phoenix celebrated now running to hug Rooster.

"I'm so happy for you guys." Phoenix said. You took in every moment of the hug your brother was giving you.

"I'm so happy for you baby sis." He whispered in your ear and set you down.

"Congrats Bro." He said going to Rooster and pulling him into a hug. Phoenix came over with a huge smile.

"SO you guys really got your fuck on." She said with a giggle and hugged you.

"Okay, so don't tell any of the guys. I'm planning a dinner tonight after we are done moving everything to tell everyone." You told Phoenix.

"Does dad know?" Brian asked looking over at you.

"No, I'm planning a trip to go see him in about a month. Hoping I'm not showing too much by then so it can be somewhat of a surprise." You said to him.

"Alright we should probably go get the truck." Bradley said coming back over to you.

"How about, you and me go get it. Let the girls finish up the small packing." Brian said to Bradley.

"Okay thats fine." He said.

"I love you. I'll be back soon." He said giving you a kiss and walking out the door with Brian.

"OMG I can't believe this." Phoenix said as soon as the door shut.

"alright, we can talk and pack at the same time. Lets go." You told her rolling your eyes and going to the guest bedroom.

About 30 minutes later Bradley and Brian pulled up with the truck and came inside.

"Okay, good you didn't kill him." You said as they walked in making Brian laugh.

"No. He's a good guy." Brian said with a smile and putting a hand on Bradley shoulder. There was a knock on the door and you stepped over to open it. It was Mav, Hangman, Payback, Fanboy and Bob.

"Hey guys! Come on it." You said smiling and giving all of them hugs.

"Wow, nice place." Hangman said looking around.

"Well, not anymore 'my place' " You putting air quotes up.

"alright, lets get started shall we?" Rooster said showing all the guys what the plan was. It was about 2 hours later and the truck was full, the Bronco was full, and your Jeep was full and your house was empty. It was surreal. You moved across the country, to a brand new place, brand new people, and this was the end of a chapter for you.

But this is beginning of a whole new amazing chapter

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