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babyjakes · 8 months

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sweet surprise. [blurb.]

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event | august '23 general requests blurb night

summary | ransom has a surprise encounter with your little niece.

pairing | soft!ransom drysdale x auntie!reader (+ reader's baby!niece)

warnings | SOFT RANSOM IS BACK. just soooo fluffy, like unbearable amounts of fluff hehe. written from reader's pov, but most of it is just ran & da baby <3

word count | 689

requested by @brandycranby | hiiiiii eun ✨💕 for blurb night, maybe we could see a fluff or hurt/comfort + unexpectedly soft!ransom + baby? like a teeny tiny chubby wubby baby 🥺

an | aaaahhhhh i'm so glad you sent in this request brandy bby, i've been DYING to write soft!ran lately and this is just the sweetest idea ever ever, hope you enjoy sweet friend and thank you for the amazing idea!!

You don't hear Ransom as he returns home from work, tossing his bag beside the door with a quiet grumble. As always, he's not in the best mood after spending nearly six hours at his grandfather's, helping the old writer with the logistics of his business. He can't wait to spend time with you, the sunshine that always brightens his day and erases any worries that might be floating around in his mind. He doesn't see you as he looks around the living room, but what he does see catches him off guard. On the floor, across the room, sits a strange-looking contraption— some sort of swing. He lets out a gasp as he sees what's sitting inside: a tiny baby whose big, bright eyes are looking over at him with a darling sense of curiosity.

"Oh my," Ransom hums to himself. He stands frozen for a few moments, looking around the room again. You're nowhere to be found. "Now what are you doing here all alone?" he hums softly, finally building up the courage to start making his way over to the swing.

He stops several feet away, just observing the tiny being. Judging by the sweet pink lettering on her jumper that spells out Mama's Girl, he's able to easily guess the infant's gender. "My goodness," the large man whispers, his face softening as the sweet little girl smiles at the sound of his voice, "you're so tiny. What're you doing here, hmm? Was y/n looking after you this afternoon?"

He sits down cross-legged on the floor, scooting himself up a bit more as the baby sways gently in the swing, clapping her tiny hands together clumsily to show the stranger that she's happy to see him. Ransom bites back a smile, reaching out a hand to brush back the little one's thin tufts of hair. "Hi there, pretty girl," he murmurs, "Are you clappin' for me? That's so nice of you, sweetheart. What a smart girl you are."

The infant claps a few more times, giggling softly as a defeated smile finally crosses the brown-haired man's face. "You're too sweet," he admits, stroking the baby's chubby little cheek. "I wonder where y/n is, hmm? Have you seen her?" he asks comically, his grin widening as the baby just continues to wiggle and smile in the swing. "You wanna come out, sweetheart? C'mere, let me hold you."

His hands are steady and careful as he gently unbuckles her from the swing, being sure to support her neck and head as he lifts her up and brings her to his chest. "Oh my," his voice flutters as she tucks her tiny head against his shoulder, snuggling right up to him. "There you go, angel. I got you," he whispers, stroking her hair as he bounces her gently in his arms.

"Welcome home," you giggle as you enter the doorway to the kitchen, your heart swelling at the sight of the giant man holding the tiny baby so carefully, as if she's the most precious thing in the world.

"Look, there's y/n!" Ransom coos excitedly to the little one, causing her to look over at you and offer you a huge, toothless smile. "I bet she missed you!"

"Looks like you're Uncle Ran, huh?" you joke as you join the two on the floor, rubbing the tiny girl's back as Ransom sways and cradles her. "Never knew you liked babies."

"Me neither," the man chuckles, looking down at your niece with the gentlest smile. "But I think this little one might've changed my mind. Look at how tiny she is. So tiny and precious, aren't you?" he fusses her again, earning a chorus of giggles from the baby as he messes her hair carefully. "How long is she staying?" Ransom asks, looking back up at you. "Can we see her again soon? I'll take off work, Harlen won't mind— we should bring her over to see him! He loves kids."

"Hey, hey, slow down," you laugh, leaning over to kiss the sweet man's forehead as you remind him, "I haven't even told you her name yet."

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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MICKEY MOUSEY clubHAUSE!!!

I KEEP HEARIN MUNCHIN N MUNCHIN N LIL PAW PAWS RUNNIN AROUND IN MI ROOM N IN THA LIVING ROOM WHEN NO ONE IS DOIN ANYTHUNG N ITZ SCARIIIIIIIII. IDK WHERE DA FUG WE LEF THA RAT TRAP LAST TIME WE CAUGHT A LIL MICKEY MOUSEY MITSKY POOP BUTT I KANNOT MF SLEEP IN PEACE KNOWIN THEY HERE. I AM SO [RATIONALLY] SCARED IMA WAKE UP N ONE IS GONNA B IN MY MOUTFH. TELL MEH IF IM BEING RAT-IONALL. ALSO THE CRICKETS FUK RLY RLY LOUD AT NITE N IM SCARED OF THE BIRDS I KANT SEE OUTSIDE MY WINDOW THT SOUND LIKE THEY R SCREAMING OL YELLAAAAAHH. I KANT HEAR PHEOBE BRIDGERZ OVER THEM.

Finally went to the bins in LIC. thought id hav to fight ppl there cuz TIff told me sOme bitch pulled some shoes out of their hand they found first but it wuz quite EMPTY when i got there!!!!!!!!!! i found a Rly kute brand new ralph lauren polo tank and GW leather red n black high heel boots. ALL for like 2 buckz!!!!! idk why i thought id b successful in finding anna bolina [my iphone autocorrected anna bolina to anna bologna n i thot tht wuz kinda funnie] tanks or zip dressez there but whatevzz, walking around for an hour and a half in circlez around tha bins were rly theraputic . the7 train so wobbly n packed n sociologically fascinating. ppl r counting their hundreds openly , couples r so intertwined , holding each other still while the subway carts shake our bones ... i wasnt even wearing platformz but i felt so fragile even whilst being held together by tha rat race rat packed lil LIC 7 Train. LIC so quiet i wonder if and when i get a slower pace of life ill maybe settle here cuz it's so neighborhoody n it's a still an easy ferry ride to the city . i wuld luv to live alone again n feel the ability to host more ppl comfortably / hav my own independent space for my own artistic pursuits as a multidisciplinary artist .......

ST EAZY n ZILLOW

PLZ B KIND 2 MEH.

ihope i kan get on sum pandemic monkey pox rent stabilized deal LMAO. mi rent in bev hills for my own place wuz like 1300 but studios in NYC are like 1700 . like wtf lolzz. Mind u i was paying like 100 every 6 months for a fuckin parking pass just to park my car in my area n also like 100 in utilities on top of tht a month but tht was do-able w/ my income n i kant imagine having to make like 40x the rent amount now in NYC n with my Average credit score now i just don kno .

BUTTTTT. igot a nannying job in UES n also passed tha first round of interviewzz with The Children's Institute of Fashion Arts to b a sewing instructor / fashion design teacher ;] EXCITED. i hav no teaching credentialzz but i was a tutor thruout high school n was a socialworker for kiddozz during covid n had to meet their teachers / drive them to skool to get their laptopz ….. during my junior yr in college i had my sociology internship where i taught art to unhoused children for the summer. i think tht makes me more than qualified TBH butttttt.

Ur laughing w a stranger outside of substance abuse skate park at an after after party talkin ab naming our children after diff types of cheeze, like Baby feta andbaby swiss and baby parm n baby colby Jac . Whenever i decide to hav children i will name them meunster. Or swizz.

LADYGUNN wuz fun w many cute musicians, stylists, designers, photographerzz modelzz n HOTTIES . giving advice ab seeking/sugar bby lyfe n getting advice on how to succeed in tha fashion world blah blah... mucho tired pullin up tho cuz NYFW castingzz have been extremely exhausting but i made it past tha 2nd round for danielsleatherzz n got scouted by MAMA KITTYYY who shuld hit me up for a show as well... TRYNA STAY BOOKED AF.

i luv being able to complain ab the stupid modeling industry with other cute models but also laugh about how fun it is at tha same time n be encouraging n hype each other up when we all do our lil runway walk IT SO KUTE n supportive n MODELING IS SO MUCH FUCKING MORE THAN MODELING. its art, community, FASHION which is SOFT POWER... A LIL EXCERPT I WROTE AB IT 4 SKOOL RECENTLYY.

"fashion is soft power, a form of communication . During the french revolution people wore the jewelry of the high priestesses n priests while redistributing wealth. with wealth comes influence , with wealth comes power. fashion attests to that. '

and the redistribution of wealth is something i always found endearing in my religious studies and 'wrestle' with God per say, i enjoyed the reading of the laws. and That every 7 years there would be a sabbath / rest period for labor. and every 50 years [ year of jubilee ] they would rotate class statuses. jesus also taught to create safety nets for the poor, fashion encompasses society n its growths and highs n lows. jesus emphasized nurturing all class statues thru clothing them, feeding them, housing them.

CHARLIXCX JUSTDISCOVERED CROCS 2 DAYS AGO [09/05/22] AND I YAM WAITING 4 THEM TO DROP A SONG AB IT ASAP ALSO MET A GURL NAMED NELLY THIS WK N NOW I FEEL GUILTY CALLING PPL THT AS A TOXIC WAY TO TEASE PPL.

Nowadayz is so kute to lay against tha speakers n rly rly rly feel the music surge into ur palms and thru ur body. why do the deepest convos happen on the nowadayz dance floor. standing in front of the DJ booth holding each other so close screaming in each otherz ears loud enough to hear over the music but tender 3nough to not b offended. yR friend r on molly anD we lay outside finding the orion constellation in the string-lightz. its funnie to laugh ab but the truth comes to surface thti haven't seen constellations or stars 4 far 2 long.... growing up in SGV i wuz surrounded by mountains ... waking up willingly at like 5am everymorning just to walk around alone . watch the sunrise n leave poems 4 my forbidden crush [they were a pASTORS KID and i wuz this scene goth bitch wiff an antieyebrow piercing] in the little tunnel / bridge under the mall down tha st from mi house. id sneak into the arboretum n write poems next to the cherry treez and see the peacocks every single day . arcadia was such a jdugmental n superficial fake town. but we sure housed all tha god damn peacocks in LA. it wuz our town's lil slogan in animal form i guess, if u hurt one u could deadass do time in jail.

[lost the rest of this on my old tumblr SADDDDDD] ...

-RENNY

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littleprincehyun · 5 years

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🌼LOOK AT THIS CUTIE 🌼

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solarpawbs · 2 years

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Commission for @SoftSweetMello on Twitter! Tysm for commissioning me!! 💗☁️

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caisilove · 6 years

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y’all ever think about how shancai can be so ethereal? she looks like an angel here!

#the last pic im soft #y’all see that bby smile #das my bby #meteor garden 2018 #dong shan cai #shen yue

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bowandcurtsey · 3 years

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heyyy, can i request some HC for William, Nozel, Fuegoleon and Yami, at how would they react to they’re kids first word

thank you 💖💖

Hey lovely bby! I'm sorry this took so long, buy this request is soooooooo cute!!

Time for some soft and fluffy BC boys!!

William | Nozel | Fuegoleon | Yami ft. F! Reader

William Vangeance

Besides being the sweetest husband ever, he will also be the softest dad.

He was always there to take care of you and your daughter ever since she was born.

He wasn’t the type of man to shy away from their daughters, he helped you clean her up, change her nappies and even shower her.

Your daughter has been sprouting incoherent noises as of late and you both knew that she would soon be talking.

“Aren’t you a smart little girl?” William cooed when she held her little bottle on her own.

“DADA!” She handed the bottle back to him.

He stared at her with wide eyes, he couldn’t find the words to speak as emotions engulfed him.

He carried her in his arms, “come again honey?”

“Da!” She slapped her hand on his face.

William chuckled and peppered kisses on her face, his heart full and swelling with pride, "Dada's so proud of you, my little bud."

Nozel Silva

He was a proud father, always carrying his son everywhere when he was off work. Well, being a royal and a Captain of a squad, he was still fairly busy but he tried his best balancing between work and family time.

The first thing he does when he comes home is to give hugs and kisses to you, followed by blowing raspberries into his son's little tummy.

He was addicted to how his baby smelt, like fresh flowers and cinnamon. Your son loved it when his daddy played with him and tickled his tummy. Nozel was absolutely intoxicated with the sound of his laughters and he would do it again and again until your baby boy was tired.

One night, after he was done with his little play time and Nozel finally set him back in his cot, (after a firm glare from you saying that baby "needs his sleep time NOW.") your son sat in his cot and suddenly called out, "KITH! KITH!"

The both of you stared at him before looking at each other, you looking unamused and he was giving you that proud smirk. He walked over and carried your son out again, "you like them belly kisses don't you?"

"Kith!" your son raised his little limbs in the air as your husband chuckled.

You couldn't help but watch your two boys, your heart overflowing with adoration, never wanting to forget this image before you.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

You knew that your man was slighty the worrywart when it came to you or your daughter, but sometimes especially on days like this, you felt he was just being over protective.

"Honey, we can't be taking care of her forever, so why not let us both attend to our schedules and let the nanny take care of her, for a day?" you had to emphasize the last few words of your sentence to highlight to your husband that it was just one day.

"But darling, she's just barely 1.."

"Yeah? And she has NEVER left our side." you raised your eyebrows at him.

He sighed a little as he slumped his shoulders. Giving you the pout that told you that he was unhappy but he didn't have a choice.

You rolled your eyes at your dramatic husband, "Look, we'll be back after we're both done with our work, so it'll be even lesser than a day. Besides, the nanny has been taking care of her along with us for months."

The day soon came, much to Fue's dismay and he was having the hardest time leaving her for work.

"Daddy's gonna miss you my princess," he ruffled her hair gently.

"Alright now pumpkin," you cooed at your beautiful crimson haired daughter, pulling your husband away, "say byebye to daddy and mommy! We'll see you tonight!"

"Buh... BYE!" your daughter jumped a little in her cot cherrily.

Your husband stood there staring at her with his jaws dropped as you let out a little laugh at how amusing this entire situation was.

Fue was unsure of how he was supposed to feel at the situation; on one hand happy that his baby girl was growing up and learning how to talk, but at the same time he felt upset that his little princess was learning how to say goodbye to him and that one day she wouldn't need him in her life anymore. He seemed to be feeling more of the latter though, judging at how his heart was feeling a little achey.

"Now can you finally leave her to the nanny, love?" you teased your husband, leaving him to lick his wounds all by himself.

Yami Sukehiro

"Yami. How many times have I said not to play too rough with s/n?" you chided your hubby as he was throwing your son too high into the air.

"He's enjoying it though baby, look at him!" he proceed to throw your son high in the air again as he burst into fits of laughter.

"He's gonna get nightmares if he plays like this, honey.." you stared at him, "And don't be dead asleep on me when your son cries the entire night, or I'll kick you out of bed."

"Okay okay," he set your little boy back down into his playpen. Your son started pouting, unhappy that his playtime was over. He raised his hands in the air, asking for more.

"Can't get enough of your dad can you, little man?" Your husband looked proudly at his son, who was the spitting image of him, "daddy's your favourite, right?"

"Ma!" your boy called out.

"No, you mean Dada." Yami narrowed his eyes at the little him, earning a playful swat on his bicep from you.

"Ma..ma!" your son called again as you laughed, ruffling his soft locks. It was the most proudest moment of your life, your son speaking his first words and the first words were calling for you.

"Geez, s/n," Yami stood arms akimbo, "you look like me, but you're just like your mom aren't ya? Always breaking my fragile heart of glass.."

You looked over at your husband, wanting to comment something but the look on his face changed your mind. He was just as proud as you were. Although his words and actions didn't show it, his face betrayed him. He was feeling just as emotional as you were, witnessing your child's first word.

-end-

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indigoh4ze · 3 years

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cant take it || sirius black

warnings: daddy kink, riding, over stimulation, dacryphilia

sirius black x fem!reader

a/n: t*m stans are making me angry so i wrote this so i dont rant ab how much i hate them <33 enjoy

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"c'mon princess" sirius' voice echoed in my ear, as his ring covered fingers gripped my hips. i rode him with every ounce of strength i had, until i was sore and worn out. but that didn't matter, not to him, "dont stop, i wanna feel you cum on my cock, can you do that for daddy?" he mused

"h-hurts" is all that leaves my lips, as i pat my thigh with my shaky hand, the other still holding his shoulder to keep me stabilized.

"awh, my baby cant continue? wanna stop? you can just cum another time..." the boy mocks, and his dark hair falls to the front of his face, reaching his sharp jawline

"no, no please...wanna cum"

"then go on, move your pretty little hips for me, can you do that?" he whisks, tilting his head down to look me in my eyes, and brush my sweat laced hair behind my ear.

i nod in response, feeling the coil in my stomach tighten, and i hold my lower abdomen, "mhmm, ill try"

"good girl, now go ahead" sirius puts one arm behind his head, and his dark, luring eyes flicker from mine, to my plump lips, then to my leaking pussy. my tits bounce with me, and i take a deep breath before going faster, keeping my fingers on my clit as it rubs against the skin.

"da-daddy- fuck" my breathy moans become louder

"hey" he smacks the side of my thigh harshly, making me whimper, "keep that word out of your pretty little mouth" i nod at his command, as i grab my breasts to steady them

"cant take it, so close, c-can feel it. i feel it in my tummy" my palm presses against my lower abdomen, and tears stain my cheeks

sirius wipes the droplets off with the pad of his thumb, then swipes it down my bottom lip. he leans in, nibbling on my shoulder, and sucking on the skin, "does it feel good, bunny?" he questions lowly

"so good-" my breath hitches in my throat, and my high rises within my core

"cum, i know you want to, so cum"

"s-siri, im close-" by the time i manage to spit out those words, my toes are already curling, and my head is tilted back, giving the boy a perfect view of my neck. he dives in, thrusting his hips up as i fulfill my intense, overdue orgasm. the third one of the night, as a matter of fact.

"my good little princess, working so hard. do you think you deserve a prize?" he flips me over, cupping my heat with his palm

"ah-" i whine at the sensitiveness, gripping his wrist as i mumble some incoherent words under my hot breath.

"shh" he lifts his hand away, and rubs soft circles on the side of my thigh. "we'll wait till your a bit calm, then ill make some more tears pour out of those sweet little eyes"

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ickymichi · 3 years

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Denji having a crush on someone who ISNT makima and ISNT fucking crazy. Just a normal stupid person. Please.

TA- DA!!

warnings: fluff, denji being a qt <3

word count: 1k

<3 note: tyssm for this i luv u 🧎‍♀️🤲. psa me n all the homies hate makima‼️🗣 also anyone pls request denji i luv writing for my bby. reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

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The ding of the bell on the door of the small café brought your head up from the countertop you here cleaning. Instantly you recognised the blonde head of hair bouncing towards you. “oh hello again denji! Would you like what you always have?”. For the past two weeks denji had been coming to the same café every afternoon he wasn’t busy to- well for two things really. 1) for the amazing coffee, teas and delicious desserts. And 2) for him to see you, one would say it was just a teenage crush, no denji was sure It was love, that he was the one for you. Ms. Makima couldn’t compare to the beauty you held, no she could never. And you were so kind to him, always sitting down beside him to chat about his and your lifestyles, until your annoying boss would come giving out about you slacking off. Yes, he was certain it was love between the two of you.

Which is why today was the day he’d ask you out on an actual date. It took a lot of courage and guidance from Aki but he was finally here standing infront of you. “oh umm actually I came to ask ya something.” Cocking your head to the side slightly you placed down the cleaning rag and made your way around the counter to stand in front of him. “oh? Well then okay! What is it?”. Wait, he didn’t actually think he’d get this far. ‘Think, think, think idiot, what did Aki tell you?’ he thought to himself trying to go back through his and Aki’s conversation before he left. Not realising how long he was standing there thinking you reached forward and softy tapped his shoulder. “denji? Is everything okay?”. Feeling your hand on his shoulder his flushed face shot up to look at yours. “huuh?! Oh yeah! Everythings fine. Pl-please come on a date with me!” he clenched his eyes shut after finishing his sentence, not wanting to see you laughing at his silly question. After not hearing your laughter he peeled open one eye and seen you looking at him with a soft smile on your face. “of course, i’d love to go on a date with you denji! i have the day off on Friday so how about then?”. He stood opposite you with wide eyes like he just saw a devil for the first time. He shook his head to get out of his daze and then nodded his head rapidly. “Fridays great! See you then (y/n) bye bye!”.

And with that he ran out the café door with a proud smile on his face going back home to shove it in Aki and powers face. “Awe yeah baby woohoo!” he shouted out and jumped up into the air, not realising you could still see him and laughed at the boy.

Friday came quicker than both of you expected and now you’re walking towards a bouncing denji who jogs to meet you halfway. “hi (y/n)! these are for you!” he pulls a paper bag of cookies from behind his back and pushing them towards your hands. You look into the bag and see them and surprisingly they smell amazing. “awe thank you denji, did you make these?”. He looks at you and blinks twice before responding, “oh no I bought them over there” he smiles, showing his sharp teeth while pointing to a small shop to your left. You couldn’t contain your laughter and he felt his cheeks grow hot again when looking at your wide smile. “Let’s go!”. He abruptly says and takes your free hand in his own. You didn’t expect him to be so forward so when he grabbed the said limb, you couldn’t help but look down at his hand engulfing you own. it’s rough and calloused, but it’s a nice contrast against your soft palm.

The day consisted of denji brining you to the cinema to see a scary movie- the whole time you had a hand on his forearm and ducked into his shoulder when an especially scary scene popped up. And yes, you did have one of those cliché ‘hands touching when reaching for popcorn moments’. He then walked around the shopping mall and went into nearly every shop, laughing when you would take turns to pick out ugly clothes and try them on. He did actually buy you something without you knowing, but he was gonna wait a bit till he gave it to you of course. A few hours later hunger overcame the both of you so denji found a fast food restaurant nearby and dug into the food.

By now the sky was dark and filled with starts so you decided to sit on a grass hill and gaze at the starts. After about 5 minutes silence denji sat up and pulled something from his pocket. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him fiddling with the box until he saw you looking over at him. “Ta-da! I got this for you, here you go.” Sitting up beside him you looked at the dainty box, gently taking it from his hands you opened it and felt your heart swell slightly. Inside was a small gold chain with your name in the middle. “I r-remembered you mentioned that you wanted to save for one a while ago so I got one for you.” Looking up from the box, a smile broke out and without thinking you lunged forward into his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, the two of you crashing back down onto the ground. “woah! thank you so so much denji this is so sweet!, I don’t know how to thank you.” suddenly his eyes lit up and he smirked slightly before tapping his cheek. Immediately you knew what he wanted and you giggled softly before leaving in and placing a small kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back he was looking at you with that smile, the one where his cheeks are stretched and his sharp teeth on display. You gave him one more peck before leaning onto his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“thank you for today denji, it was the most fun i’ve had in a while.”

“oh, yeah of course!, does that mean we can do this again?”

“we can do it however time you’d like.”

#🤍.denji #denji x reader #denji chainsaw man #denji #denji icons #denji csm #chainsaw man #csm

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wakandamama · 2 years

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Songs with unnecessary features part 1. This may upset niggas 🤷🏾‍♀️ argue yo mama because I'm right.

A Boogie wit da Hoodie is a blemish and menace to this song. I legit roll my eyes to the back of my head when he's unnecessary not matching the vibe of the song squeaky ass verse hits and only the JID verse and Jessie hitting that smooth belt revived me after him.

Once again we have Boogie wit da Hoodie screeching uneeded with the wrong lyrical vibe on a fire as pop/RnB song. He is a menace that I would actively call the FBI and CIA on. Good Girl should have hit up Ty Dollar $ign if they really needed the feature

Do I even have to explain this one yo? Miss. Doja the girlies were putting this song on they neck GLADLY and you had to fuck up the official realse wit Tyga? And he fucked up the vibe of the video, this roach ass niggas made my clit soft.

LISTEN 🗣 I love Uzi Vert he's the community's Short Alt King. BUT ZillaK already had the song BODIED! He already had the hoes headbanging. When Uzi Vert dropped on for the baby verse at the end I started taking out my box braids cus I was bored.

Eminem tou will never have another another Love the Way you Lie. This song had so eerie love song potential and here comes 50 year old Stan pissin in the corner of it. I literally have the time code for when to turn mute this song right before if comes to his verse.

Do yall know how HARD this song went in the short film for the album??? I was begging during the wait for the album for this song just to once again see Stanely pissing in the corner of it.

KENDRICK WHY THEE FUCK YOU LEY FUTURE INTO YO STUDIO SESSION AND TAKE A DIARRHEA DOOKIE ON A SINGLE BANGER FOR MUTHAFUCKIN BLACK PANTHER?!?!?!

You will never be forgiven for this.

Jhené bby, sometimes the boyfriend needs to be left in the mfing car.

FLO GIRL YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT VERSE SHOULDA BEEN ATLEAST A MINUTE30 LONG 🤬

The Cardi B feature was superior IDC IDC argue yo mama and not me about it.

#music #rnb music #rap music #hiphop music #black culture #Black music #spotify #trap music #either yall agree or you mad im eoght #Spotify

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thedevilsdom · 3 years

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WAIT OK I HAVE A DRABBLE SENARIO IMAGINE IDEAAAAA. Ok so basically mc and levi are in da car (mc is drivin) and like theyre hokding hands nd mc strokes patterns or does somthing on levi and bby gets hard 😳😳😳😳😳 so mc jerks him off while driving but hes like super whiny bc mc is focused on the road (safe drving hahah) ans they're not giving him enough movement to cum HI WHAT I THOUGH OF THIS ON A ROAD TRIP W MY FRIENDS BYEEEEE oh also mc doesnt let levi cum on her fancy leather car seats

You’re not doing anything scandalous at all, really. You’ve got one hand on the wheel and the other one is on top of his, on his thigh. Your thumb is idly tracing little pattens, stroking across the back of his hand lovingly while you hum along with the radio and he gazes out the window. The scenery passes by you as you drive on the way back to the House after school. The rest of the brothers wanted to badly to get a lift back, but you wanted to take your baby, and him alone.

The drive is peaceful for the most part, listening to the music and starting to unwind from the day until you feel him tense up under you and start to pull away from under your hand. You pull up to a stoplight just in time, being able to look over and survey Leviathan to see what’s wrong. Immediately you notice what’s up.

Leviathan is refusing to make eye contact with you, his head tilted down as he looks off towards the door next to him, his hands cupped over his crotch as though that would be less apparent than not doing so.

“Aw, baby,” You giggle, and he flinches in embarrassment, knowing that he’s been caught, “You got hard just from my hand on yours?”

Every fiber of his body is tensed, curling up a little as he tries to hide himself.

“No need to hide,” A soft hand on his shoulder urges him to sit back in his seat, and then your hand drifts to his own between his legs. Looping your fingers around his wrist, you move his hands away from his crotch to reveal his dual cocks tenting his sweatpants. “So fucking cute, my baby boy got turned on just from holding my hand, I’ve got such a sensitive boy.”

Leviathan immediately whines and tries to draw his legs up and hide himself, but again, just one hand on his knee makes him sit properly again. You don’t even push at all, just the gentle placement of your hand on his leg is enough to make him lower it. He’s whimpering and shivering like a little dog, and you can already see his copious precum marking the front of his sweats with two dark spots.

With a sly smile, you slip your hand underneath the waistband of his pants and underwear, beginning to jerk him off just as you pull off from the stoplight. Your motions are slow, but even the gentle vibrations from the car is giving Leviathan pleasure, he’s so sensitive.

“C’mon,” He whines, envy burning in his chest as your eyes and attention are trained on the road.

“What, Levi? I’ve still gotta drive.” You stroke his slick cocks, your hand getting fully drenched by the amount of precum in his pants. He quiets his complaining, but he doesn’t fall silent. Far from it, he whines and cries out, mewling and trying to cant his hips into your slow strokes.

As you get closer to the House, you pull your hand from his pants and hold it up to his face, letting him lap at it.

“W-Why?” He complains, having been growing closer to his orgasm, though he still licks your hands clean like a good, obedient boy.

“You don’t want to make a mess in your pants right before you have to walk through the House, do you?” You start pulling in to the driveway, “And besides, I’m not letting you cum on my carseats.”

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bakugohoex · 3 years

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imma try again ria 😈💓how about “your boyfriend is going to kill us?” With Dabi

“your boyfriend is going to kill us”

pairing: dabi x female reader

cw: language, nsfw (cheating with dabi, dacryphilia, use of cremation quirk on skin, bruising and marking, male receiving oral, face-fucking, degradation, exhibitionism, one slap, daddy kink, unprotected sex and corruption kink), mentions of blood

word count: 2200+

a/n: omg bby sorry this is coming out so late, i swear i’ve got so much for this event left and its been like a month whoops

summary: in which dabi finds himself at your apartment seeing an upset you, how could he resist not comforting his girl even if your boyfriend arrives half way through

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Your distressed call had made Dabi drop everything, the league being confused as he sprinted out, phone in his hand as tears flooded your eyes. He hated seeing the tears, hated seeing how you sobbed through the phone at another fight with your boyfriend. Dabi was close enough to your apartment to arrive in a matter of seconds as he opened the unlocked the door. The way his eyes scoured around the room in a brash way.

“Y/n where are you?” He called out before seeing you come out of the bathroom, eyes damp as mascara fled down your face. He moved closer before feeling your arms wrap around hiswaist, “what the fuck did he do now?”

“I…he didn’t want to go to my parents’ house this weekend and we got into an argument a…and he called me these names.” You sniffled as Dabi held your body closer, it was a small matter but over the months Dabi had received numerous calls from you on this matter. He wanted to be your friend, to be there for you but he didn’t understand why you kept going back to him.

He put his hands down as you stopped hugging him looking at him with confusion, “I fucking told you to leave him Y/n, why don’t you ever listen?”

You don’t meet his eye feeling his threatening presence around the room, his eyes flicked onto your body. He may love having you as a friend but ever since he met you, he had wanted to be the one to fuck that tight cunt of yours. He wanted to ravish you and make you his for a lifetime, but you always went back to that dickhead of a boyfriend. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t fucking cut it, baby you know he’s bad for you, hell I’m a villain and I’m telling you this, leave him… and be mine instead.” You stared at your friend, his words were filled with a hunger to have you, to fuck you. You looked into his eyes, those soft eyes with the hard burnt exterior, the infatuation you had with the villain was uncommon and more so the fact that his eyes that always lingered across you made you want to have him all.

It was wrong, so utterly wrong, yet comforting as you stepped forward meeting his gaze, his hand moving to cup your cheek as your other went to his hair. Pulling him down as he caught your lips on his own, his mouth moving instinct with your own, you felt disgusting. His hands all over you, rubbing at your sides as he pushed you towards the wall they faced directly to the front door. He needed you, needed to taste every part of you, his rough calloused skin grazing up and down as his tongue slipped into your mouth flicking between your own as you gave a loud moan.

“You gonna let me fuck you baby, you gonna make you show that boy of yours who you really belong too.” He spoke as soon as he let go of your mouth, his hands already moving to your shirt to life it up. You looked so pretty with your damp eyes and messed face, he lusted for more, to ruin you more and more. To coat his saliva all across your body, to prove to that stupid boyfriend of yours that he was the only one capable of satisfying you. “Use your mouth, tell me what you want?”

“Please…Dabi….please just fuck me.” You breathed out heavily, feeling him grip at your bare skin, his other hand moving to unclip your bra. He swung it onto his finger, almost taunting you with the action as your hands moved to his trousers. He tilted his head back, hands beginning to grope at your chest as your own hands moved his cock, sliding his trousers and boxers off.

He took his shirt off before going back to your nipples, flicking them between his fingers as he watched you squeal in excitement. The way his cock curved upwards; the blushed tip ready to hit your insides. “You want me, go on, use your mouth.”

He moved closer to your body, hand moving to your joggers to take them off as you both laid bare to each other. He watched how you went to your knees so pure and innocent with those soft eyes, how you looked up at him as he pumped at his cock, he grabbed your head making your mouth wrap around him as he pushed your head back and forth. “Stupid slut, use that dirty mouth…keep going.”

His breath felt heavy at every bob of your head, he knew you weren’t doing much letting him use your throat for his own will. His hands wrapped in your hair as he moved it away from your face, your breasts looking as perfect as ever on the ground. He gave a groan as he felt your tongue begin to wrap around his cock, how you moved with his thrusts. He could almost see his cock indent the back of your throat, the way it bulged through your throat made him even more turned on.

“Go on…you gonna make me cum, gonna let me cum in that pretty throat.” He felt you nod through the mess in your mouth. He saw the spit and saliva dribble down your mouth as he continued grasping at your hair forcing you to take him to his base. Your throat felt sore as he continued with the quick pace. “You’ve been holding back on me baby.”

Dabi had always imagined you on your knees for him, late at night as he pumped his cock wishing for you to be the one there and now the reality of it all occurred. The strands of sweaty hair stuck to your face; your lips glossed with saliva as all he wished was to cum in your mouth. Just as he thrusted out he heard you speak, “I want you to cum.”

“I’ll cum for you baby, I’ll cum in that throat of yours.” He held your jaw as he made you look you up at him. Made those watering eyes stare directly into his own, “your boyfriend is going to kill us.”

He spoke it so confidently, you had forgotten about the asshole, your mind only on the man in front of you. But as he moved his hand from your jaw to your hair, your mind filled with your boyfriend’s reaction was it almost sadistic to be wished to be caught. You stopped caring, letting your tongue run across his cock at each thrust, he groaned heavily, “fuck…baby.” Before you felt the warm liquid shoot right down your throat, Dabi watched as cum spilled out from your mouth. He quickly moved his hand to shut your mouth wiping the cum that spilt out across your lips.

“Swallow.” You obeyed the single word, watching as he held your chin in his hand. His hand cupping your own as you swallowed it so easily, “you gonna beg for me to fuck you, then.”

You nodded as he held your face closer to his own, almost grimacing at how easily you had obeyed him, “please fuck me dab…” He softly slapped your cheek making you meet his eyes again.

“That’s not my name, princess, try again.” He threatened, the soft slap of your cheek made your cunt drip for him, he had noticed how you brought your knees closer together waiting for a reply.

“Sorry daddy, please…please fuck me daddy, I need your cock in me, I want you to fill me up.” You rambled out feeling more needy than ever. He grabbed your jaw pulling you up before kissing you again, hands moving to your thighs.

You easily jumped wrapping your legs against his waist as he pushed your back against the wall. The coolness makes you shudder as you feel Dabi’s cock align with your clit, the way it skimmed back and forth feeling all of your slick. “So wet for me baby, go on tell me who this cunt belongs too?” He teased out.

“Y…you daddy.” You whispered as he bit at your neck, marking what was his, he aligned himself into your cunt waiting for you to look into his eyes, “fuck…fuck me.”

Dabi kept you steady against the wall as he moved himself inside of you, “fuck…so tight baby.” He watched how your hands moved to his dark hair, the way the staples across his wrist indented into your ass as you kissed down his burnt skin. He loved how even with the scars you looked at him like the only man in the world.

You gave a loud mewl as he began thrusting in you, feeling you clench against his cock, he groaned at the suffocation. Before getting a steady pace in you, “gonna ruin you baby.” He groaned into your ear as you nodded in satisfaction, you gave another moan as his mouth moved to your neck, continuing to suck. Hands pulling and threading itself in his hair as you wanted to feel him cum right in the cunt he now owned.

Closing your eyes as you arched your neck backward, head against the cool wall as you let him bruise your neck, “you trust me.” He whispers through the thrusts, he gestures for your hands to move around his neck as you stay against his body, moving your cunt to deepen his cock in you. Seeing how one hand remained on your ass and the other moved up, you watched his quirk activate the blue flame engulphing one finger.

He moved the flame towards your thigh as he pushed you harder against the wall, as he slowly ingrained his name in your thigh. You screamed at the pain, almost glad his name was only four letters as you looked down at the red and blood seeping from your thigh. He smirked as he saw the ever-cascading tears drop from your face. He pushed you further back as he wiped the tears before holding you up again. “What does it say princess?”

“Da…Dabi.” Tears still flooded from your eyes at the stinging sensation across your thigh, you didn’t know how to react, but his continuing thrusting removed the pain from his quirk to the pleasure of his cock. “I cum…”

You drooled at your words as Dabi grimaced, knowing his own arousal was evident, “you gonna cum for me baby.” You eagerly nodded as you wanted to feel his own cum fill you right up.

“Fu…” You could barely finish your speech, the coil wrapping around your stomach ready to let loose.

Dabi kissed down your jaw as he licked the strip of purple bruises making your insides coil even more, “cum for me bab…”

Before he could say anymore the loud slam of the door made both of you turn to see your boyfriend standing there, as pissed as ever. His eyes flamed red as he saw Dabi’s eyes flash with greed, “go on baby, cum for me right in front of him.” Dabi’s words spoke of malice as he continued thrusting looking your boyfriend dead in the eye.

“Fuck…pl…” You felt your white cum gush out on top of his cock as your boyfriend began shouting.

“What the fuck Y/n?” You barely heard his voice as Dabi continued thrusting through the cum, your own boyfriend rolling his sleeves ready to punch Dabi.

Dabi felt his own high as he felt himself shoot his cum right into your cunt, “my little slut, you did so well.” You both ignored the looming figure of your boyfriend as he went in to punch Dabi.

“Aww is someone upset because you’ve never cummed in her, she’s ever so tight.” Dabi smirked as he dodged the punch, making sure you weren’t in the firing line of any of his shots.

Your boyfriend glared at the naked bodies in front of him, hatred seething through him as he saw the blood and red words across your thigh. “What? So we get into one fucking fight and you decide to go whore yourself out.” He shouts as Dabi begins to get pissed, he wore his clothes as he stood between the two of you.

“First of all don’t fucking talk to her like that and secondly, just because she didn’t want your small as cock anywhere near her doesn’t mean she’s a whore.” Dabi paused watching how you quickly re-wore your clothes except your joggers knowing he’d have to clean the wound. “Leave, before I make you.”

“Who the fuck are you?” Your now ex-boyfriend shouts getting right up to Dabi’s face.

Dabi cocks his head almost laughing at how pathetic your ex was, “I’m the man who’s going to be fucking your girlfriend in your apartment from now on.”

Your boyfriend saw Dabi’s quirk flash through his fingers as he was ready to engulph the man and kill him in a matter of seconds. Your ex glared as he saw the clear threat of Dabi’s quirk as evidence that he was someone not to mess with as he left. Dabi in an instant came to your side, looking at the wound with a grin, “so pretty with my name carved into you.”

“I’m stuck with you forever now.” You mutter meeting his gaze as he grabs your shoulder taking you into the bathroom.

“I guess you are, princess.”

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goddessofmischief · 3 years

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Noah, Part Six - Peter Maximoff x Reader

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5

...

When you were kids, you and Peter had lived under the same roof for almost five years.

And this was the longest he had ever gone without talking to you.

It was absolutely...

Unnatural.

You knew he’d interrogated Noah - something you wanted to be mad about, but just couldn’t be.

Peter deserved answers, and you felt guilty for not giving them to him. Especially after you'd seen the way he looked at you, the night you went out to dinner with Alex.

The night you explained everything.

But if Peter was allowed to grill your son...

Well, couldn't you?

“Hey, Noah,” you said, crouching down beside your son. “I know you’ve kinda... noticed, that things have been a little different.”

“What,” said Noah, in his soft, lispy voice. “What, that you and Daddy aren’t together anymore?”

Your eyes widened, and you released him, feeling as if you’d been burned.

“Daddy? Why’d you.. why would you call him that?”

He shrugged. It was the saddest thing you’d ever seen.

“I don’t know. He's around all the time and he teaches me things...”

“Well, so do I!”

“You protect me, Mommy. You protect me, an’... an’ you fight the bad people. It’s different.”

Noah sounded so sure. You wished you could be as certain as he was.

“What about Alex, huh?” you asked, smoothing his hair down. “Did you like him? He was cool, right?”

“Yeah. I guess.”

You huffed.

“Can I see Da-”

“Peter,” you corrected, forcefully.

“Can I go see Peter now? He’s s’posed to teach me today -- how to play tennis by myself.” “Don’t you want to spend the afternoon together, love? We could... we could read. You like that... don't you?”

Noah shrugged again.

“I guess so. I don’t really have to learn it, anyway. Peter says as long as he’s around, I’ll never have to play by myself.”

Your eyes welled up with tears.

“Well,” you managed, “I guess... I guess you’d better go.”

“Will you be okay?”

“Yeah, ‘Oah. I’ll be fine. I’ll just... stay in.”

“Sure you don’t want to come?” asked Noah.

You shook your head. He leaned in, whispering in your ear, as if he was going to tell you a secret.

“B’cause... Peter said he misses you.”

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t smile.

...

Okay...

So Peter Maximoff was kind of an incredible tennis instructor.

And surprisingly patient, in a way he never had been with you.

“Okay, buddy - that was great, but just a little to the left - oh,” he muttered, noticing you. “Hey, Y/N.”

You gave him a half-hearted wave.

“Peter,” said Noah, seriously, “You promised we could do some racing.”

“I know, buddy, but... it’s kinda windy today. It’s not the best conditions.”

Noah crossed his arms, pouting.

“Okay,” said Peter, giving in. “Alright... meet you back here?”

“Meet you,” agreed Noah, taking off.

Several moments passed. You couldn’t see either of them, but... suddenly, you felt a sharp burst of pain in Noah’s mind.

Within moments, Peter reappeared speeding out of the woods, carrying your son.

“The dummy broke his arm,” said Peter.

...

“He’ll be okay,” said Peter, attempting to comfort you. “S’ not so bad. One of the disadvantages of our powers are... you break a lot of stuff. Often limbs.”

You smiled, slightly.

“I know. He’s a tough kid. But I’m gonna wait up with him, anyway. As a kid, when I was sick, or hurt... I needed a lot of attention.”

“Oh, I remember,” Peter chuckled. “We thought you were dying.”

“Wow.”

“Well, you were kinda dramatic.”

“Oh, like you weren’t, at that age.”

He shrugged.

“That’s, uh... that’s fair. Listen... if you’re staying with Noah tonight... you want me to stay?”

“Why?” you asked, bluntly.

Peter shrugged, again.

“I don’t want you to be alone.”

Hesitantly, you allowed Peter to sit down on the couch, beside you, tucking your head into his shoulder.

When you woke in the morning, he was gone.

...

You knew it was time to go.

Xavier had taught Noah enough to control his powers, you reasoned. Sure, it wasn’t exactly what you'd hoped for - but he wasn't a full fledged X-Man yet, after all. He had time.

And, most importantly, you had fulfilled your duty as a mother.

You had ensured that Noah was safe.

Sure, you wouldn’t be able to pursue learning your own skills - but did that really matter?

A nagging voice in your head (probably Jean) told you that it did.

It also told you that you were running away from your problems, like you always had.

And also that you should brush your teeth.

“I don’t understand, Mom,” said Noah, reluctantly taking your hand. “Why do we have to go?”

“Because we’re done, love. We accomplished... what we came here to do. It’s time to go back to the real world. We can’t hide here forever.”

He nodded, slowly, and you hoped he understood.

“...Is Peter coming?”

You threw Noah’s suitcase in the trunk of your car with a thunk.

"No,” you said, quietly. “No, he’s... he’s not.”

Noah’s face went blank.

“What? Mom, we can’t-”

“That’s all, Noah. I’ve made up my mind.”

You helped him into his car-seat and climbed into the front, taking one last look at the Mansion before driving away.

Quietly, Noah began to hum something.

“That’s pretty,” you mused, softly. “What is it?”

“A song Peter taught me. He said it was your song.”

You swallowed.

Noah began to sing.

“If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I’d like to do... is to save every day, till eternity passes away... just to spend ‘em with you...”

Oh, no fair.

Peter was playing dirty.

“But there never seems to be enough time... to do the things you wanna do, once you find ‘em... I’ve looked around enough to know, that you’re the one I want to go through time with...”

Turn back, your brain was screaming. Turn back, turn back, turn back-

A car pulled up alongside you.

And it was Peter’s head that hung from the window, a megaphone pressed to his lips.

“Pull over!”

“What?!”

He almost ran you off the road.

“Pull over!”

"Mom?” asked Noah, in an eerily calm voice. “Are we gonna die?”

“No, love,” you said, decisively, pulling the car over. “No, I’m just gonna kill Peter, that’s all.”

“Y/N, I have to talk to you-”

“Are you crazy!” you yelled, slamming the door behind you. “Who drives like that? Are you-”

“Listen to me!” Peter shouted, jumping out of his car.

“I love you! And I don’t care that Noah’s not my son, okay? I’ll raise a hundred children, Y/N. With a hundred of your boyfriends, if it means I can be with you.”

Your eyes welled up with tears.

“...Can you put that down?”

“THIS EXPRESSES HOW LOUDLY I LOVE YOU!”

“It’s too loud,” you whispered, trying not to smile.

He knelt down, opening up a small, metal box.

“This is the Hope diamond,” Peter said, seriously, “And I stole it. But Xavier told me that it’s worth kind of a lot, and I don’t know if that means anything... but I thought it looked kinda cool, and I wanted you to have it-”

“Okay,” you agreed, quickly. “Okay, yes, yes, I will!”

You threw your arms around Peter’s neck and kissed him, deeply.

“I love you!” you shouted, feeling every emotion cross over you at once.

“I love you!” he shouted back, so happy he could barely breathe.

“And... I lied to you.”

“What?”

“Noah’s your son.”

Peter's express went blank.

“What? Why would you say-”

“I just needed you to want to marry me... because you wanted to marry me.”

He stumbled back, looking dazed - and for a moment, you were afraid you’d lost him.

“Get out!” Peter shouted, suddenly, absolutely screaming with happiness. “I’m a dad!”

“You’re a dad!”

This time, it was Peter that threw his arms around you, and you reciprocated.

...

Hey guys! Just a reminder, the story doesn’t end here.

I’m gonna continue to write in the ‘Noah’ timeline, but you can find the whole series under the title ‘All and Then Most Of You’ in my masterlist.

I plan to cover Peter and reader’s time at Xavier’s, and of course, their life as a family!

Many of these fics will be standalones that fit with the overall series

If you have any ideas for the series, or adventures that Peter, Noah and Reader should go on, please send ‘em in!

Also, credit to the Office. As I mentioned in the first chapter, I borrowed some of the dialogue for this chapter from one of the last episodes.

...

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iamverysmall-andihavenomoney · 3 years

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hello lovely🥰

I’m glad to hear that you’ve had a good day! I hope everything in your town is alright with the sudden influx of snow—videos of Texans with their water pipes bursting have been making their rounds on social media (mostly tiktok) and it’s a little scary 🥺 Also, it’s completely okay to not be the most productive! rest and self care are vvv important💓✨

and now it’s suna brainrot time! I’d love a fluff piece (drabble or headcanons) of either napping w him, his sister stealing you in the middle of a date at his house, or whatever you heart desires🥰💓💓

also, this man has no business being that hot okay 😭 like sir stop making me want to date you when you don’t even exist!! but anyways thinking about him n his lil sister makes me so soft🥺🥺 like, just thinking about how he’d do anything to make his lil sister (nd you!) happy and would let you guys do his makeup and put clips in his hair makes me go 🥺🥰 he is 10/10 boyfie material hehe napping with him would be god tier❣️

I hope you have a day as lovely as you are, and please take care love♡

–☁️

hi there, sweetheart!! 💕 umm— yeah, we’re doing as well as we all can. i live in Louisiana, and much like in Texas, where we are well adept at handling hurricanes, we are not use to the snow or cold weather. but, i’d say we’re managing pretty well. you’re too nice to me, 🥺 supporting my unproductive behavior. 🤍 you have my heart babes.

say less, sweets. how about both?? i’ll have the little sister bit posted later today, and possibly two more with you doing his makeup/skin care routine with his little sister + sitting on his lap while he does your makeup. and yessssss i am in love with suna and pLEASE. i love him sm istg. i promise i will supply da suna brain rot for you bby 🤲

🥺 babes, you’re too nice. have a wonderful day, as well 💕🙈

Naptime With Suna Rintarō

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Pairing: Suna Rintarō x Gender Neutral! Reader

Warning: Just fluff

Being with Suna was amazing

Sure, sometimes he had an attitude

Sometimes he was too lazy to even text you back.

But at the end of the day, even if he kept in mostly hidden from everyone, all he wanted to do was make you happy.

Whether that be by letting you braid and put clips in his hair when you’re stressed out,

Or painting your nails matching colors

He loved seeing you smile, it was his favorite thing in the world, really.

He liked to include you in every part of his life.

He introduced you to his family, and his adorable little sister

He’d introduced you to the team and let you stay to watch them practice whenever you wanted

He’d let you sit in his lap while he played on whatever game he was feeling that evening.

He made all of the time in the world for his baby.

Which also meant he coordinated you both into his daily nap schedule.

When he got home from practice with you, he would walk away to shower, and you would get comfortable on his bed, your phone playing the playlist he’d made for your naps, playing quietly in the background.

It was heavenly when he finally joined you.

It was just a normal Friday afternoon, after practice, and even though the twins were hosting a party later that afternoon, you and Suna were going to need to take a nap, beforehand.

Suna hadn’t necessarily been touch-starved when you’d first met him, his sister and his family hugged him pretty often. But, he was deprived of the loving, gentle touches, that only you could provide him. Ever since you’d started dating, he always wanted to be touching you.

You worked your way up, of course, first satiating both of your needs for affection with hugs, occasional hand-holding, and kisses on the cheek. Then you moved up to hand-holding a lot, and more often than not, he had an arm tucked around you. Then, from there, you two only got closer and more comfortable with one another.

Which was why it was so easy for you to slip out of your uniform and slip on your boyfriend’s shirt, before tucking yourself in his bed.

Suna always smelt like lavender and pumpkin. Reminded you of fall, though that was to be expected with his little sister, who absolutely loved candles and particularly loved fall scents, the whole house accommodating for that... She was adorable and the baby of the home, what could they say?

You look up as the door to the bathroom opens, revealing Rintarō standing there, in only a pair of low, hanging sweatpants, your eyes growing a little wide. “Someone sure does look pretty,” he muses sweetly as he walks over to the bed, slowly dragging the covers open to slip into the bed beside you.

Long arms come to pull you close, gently rolling his body on top of yours, his head resting on your chest and his torso slipping in between your legs comfortably. “Hmm... You look more pretty,” you coo with a soft, sleepy smile, making your fox-eyed boyfriend smirk a bit as he looks at you.

“My sleepy baby needs some rest, don’t they?” His teasing makes a pout cross your lips. As if he hadn’t gotten you hooked on these nap times.

“Mhmm,” you decide against arguing with him, yawning again as your hand finds purchase in his dank hair, nails gently dragging over his scalp, Rintarō’s weight on top of you lulling you into a calm sleep.

Rintarō is awake only a few moments longer than you, but that’s enough time for him to snap a quick picture of your content, sleeping face, for the album of photos he has of you on his phone.

Then, he’s burying himself in your chest again, his eyes falling shut as he lets himself fall asleep against you, relishing in the way your fingers give an occasional, gentle scratch to his scalp.

With the way you held him so close, so securely in your arms, how could he not have fallen completely and unapologetically in love with you?

#saffron answers #🤍.anons #🤍.suna #🤍.works #☁️.anon #suna rintarō x reader #suna rintarō #suna x reader #suna rintarō fluff #suna fluff

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bittersweetmorality · 3 years

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Relationship HC’s: Itadori Yuuji ! <3 [x gender neutral reader]

A/N: hi!!! my name is nina and this is the first post i’m making on my blog ! i wrote headcannons for Yuuji, Megumi and Gojo, which will all be posted back to back! for every character, i included songs that remind me of them, and just songs that make me think of the kind of relationship you’d have with them! i hope you enjoy!

Warnings: none! just a lot of fluff

WC: approx. 1,300 !

Itadori Yuuji

(song: Sunflower Vol. 6 , Upside Down by Jack Johnson , Hey Lover! by Wabie , The Muffin Song by ASDFMovie I’M SO SORRY-)

- oh man... it’s just chaos

- especially towards the beginning of the relationship

- he’s super flustered, but is also trying to impress you

- he doesn’t go out of his way to impress you at first, but he gives the subtle flex of his biceps and does an over-the-top move during a sparring match.

- usually, this ends with him being decked to the ground because he wasn’t paying attention, but the spirit is obviously there 🥺

- you’re his first relationship... and it’s obvious he doesn’t have experience.

- he’s clingy and a bit childish at times, but that doesn’t mean he goes over the top. ever. he has a lot of energy and says a lot of things without thinking which can cause him to be categorized as being childish.

- but regardless he’s always trying to get better and improve; he’s a fast learner. he’s just a little stupid sometimes

- i know he said he likes women like jennifer lawrence... don’t worry y’all he’s just very straight. he doesn’t mean it <3

- anyway, back to him being clingy.

- at first when it came to kisses and cuddles, he was shy. like... really shy

- he’ll be the one to initiate everything when he gets comfortable with the idea, but when he’s used to it all, get ready for CONSTANT kisses and cuddles

- he isn’t super full-on with his PDA at all, but not because he’s embarrassed or doesn’t want to show you off

- (because he definitely does)

- it’s just that his idea of PDA is him holding your hand and swinging it back and forth as you walk down the street; him giving you back hugs randomly throughout the day, and little kisses on your temple

- just not like full-on making out in the middle of the room in front of everyone. oh no not at all

- basically he loves the fun things! and everything about a relationship with him is fun

- he’s the type to want to take you to a new place for every date. you name it, (or don’t, he can and will surprise you) and he’ll take you there no questions asked

- he wants to explore every corner of the earth, and the fact that it’s with you just adds to the fun that much more. soon after, he won’t want to explore any new places without you holding his hand through the experience.

- he loves the way you both react the same way; eyes lighting up and the grip on your intertwined hands tightening every time you get off the train and arrive at your destination.

- you’re just his second half 🥺

- his love language is definitely through touch and his random gestures. random gestures such as taking you to a garden because, “there’s a statue that looked just like you.” and when you finally made it, it’s a statue of a dead poet from 100 years ago.

- “yuuji, are you trying to tell me i’m old and ugly or something?”

- “WHAT? NO! you’re just smart and he looks really smart.”

- “...did we come here just so you could tell me that?”

- “...maybe.”

- he buys you sweets to make up for being an idiot again

- yuuji just wants someone who’s patient with him, someone who doesn’t get moody every time he messes up which is a lot

- he’s really grateful for you being so patient with him. he’s really trying!

- ANYWAY ! now for cuddling yuuji

- soft. soft....... sawft.......

- he likes cuddling only in your bed or on the couch. and yes. your bed only.

- he also always cuddles with his shirt off because he “gets too warm”

- this is the time where he just talks your ear off about his day. if you paid close attention sometimes it doesn’t even make any sense

- you usually zone out a few minutes in. you can’t help it, and he doesn’t blame you. you just mindlessly nod in agreement, or shake your head in disapproval occasionally as you comb your fingers through his hair, looking up at him while lying on his chest

- he loves it so much

- and he’s the big spoon. always.

- MOVING AWN

- he doesn’t consider hanging out as dates; he considers the time you share in the comfort of your home as the baseline of your relationship.

- basically, he wants to be around you 24/7 like i said, he’s clingy but it’s cute 🥺

- and when you’re sad he comforts you so well 🥺 like he doesn’t want to work out the problem he just wants to make sure you feel better

- he holds you close, letting you lie on his chest while he tells you that it wasn’t your fault

- “yeah well, they’re stupid for how they treated you, yaknow. if you want i can beat th-“

- “please don’t kill them, yuuji.”

- kisses with him are super playful; he obviously thinks they’re all fun. they’re not super deep, but they’re loving in a really playful way.

- it’s obvious he loves playful kisses when about 70% of them occur when he has your cheeks squished in one hand while he gives you dozens of pecks all over your lips

- but anyway he’ll also suggests baking with you during your hangouts........please tread lightly

- you might get some bomb ass cookies or your entire kitchen will be burnt down. don’t let your guard down for a SECOND.

- definitely goes through all of the kitchen utensils you own guessing what each of their uses are

- and he’s wrong about 90% of the time

- he thought the garlic press was for shredding cheese

- “okay, okay walk me through your thinking again, yuuji.”

- “well, if you put a block of cheese in here and squeeze, it’s going to be shredded, right?”

- “....sure.”

- as long as you can laugh with him and not at him he’s a-okay with you pointing out his mistakes

- explain it to him!!! he just wants to know and learn!! bby

- in conclusion, very fun and chaotic. never a dull moment with him. he loves you whole-heartedly and WILL show it with everything he does.

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you seemed to find a way to trip over everything you possible could as you exited the train station. one of yuuji’s hand found purchase on your waist, holding you steady while the other rested over your eyes.

“okay, okay, c’mon babe. we’re almost there.” he urged, subtly trying to push you forward.

“yuuji, can you take your hands off of my eyes now? i’ve ran into about five people now.” you sigh as you stumble on the cement between your feet.

“hold on, hold on. we’re almost... there... and...” he giggled before removing his hands with a flourish. “TA-DA!!”

your eyes fluttered open, squinting to adjust to the bright lights of the city.

“you said you’ve never been to tokyo, so i had to bring you.” he was grinning ear to ear. he was practically vibrating where he stood, eager to hear your response to his surprise.

“yuuji... i...” you looked around, the more the lights of the buildings stared back down at you, the more of those butterflies in the pit of your stomach ignited with excitement.

“what? is something wrong? why aren’t you saying anything?” his head cocked to the side in confusion.

“i love it yuuji. thank you so much.” you giggled.

his face shifted into an obvious state of content, gingerly grabbing your hand as he began skipping down the pavement and into your next adventure together.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuuji #itadori yuuji x reader #yuuji x reader #itadori x reader

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perriewinklenerdie · 4 years

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Taking my heart by storm (Ethan x MC)

Open Heart, Ethan Ramsey x MC

A/N: Hi guys! How are you guys doing today? It’s da weekend, bby. I’m back with another Friday fic. The idea for this one came to me when I was driving my cats to the vet and the storm was going on. We can all thank Mother Nature and her breakdown for that one entirely :D Also, the real MVP Naveen makes an appearance in this, because PB is hiding him and that’s some serious bs right there.

Summary: Ethan and Claire share a kiss in the rain in the greenhouse after storm cuts the lights out.

Enjoy! <3

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Since noon, the clouds have been crowding the sky, prompting the storm that was coming. Ethan’s shift has just ended when the first sound of a thunder rolled through the walls of the hospital. It was a hectic day, a wave of flu bringing more people to the free clinic and slippery ice sending many people tumbling to the ground, sprains and broken limbs overpowering the cases doctors had to face.

Unsurprisingly, Ethan couldn’t wait to get home. Especially since he knew for a fact that tonight, he wouldn’t be alone. Claire has accepted his invitation earlier that day, smiling every time she saw him, vision of them going home together never too far away from her mind. That smile of hers was what he thought about fairly often, and for the past few weeks, he was admitting it both to himself and to Claire. And with each day that he opened up to her more, it became easier to let her in.

The last time he saw her was two hours ago, when they finished consulting for a patient of the team. Since then, they communicated through texts, much to her amusement, and he had no doubts that she would be teasing him about it, like she always did. And he always would tell her that she’s lucky he cared about her, or he wouldn’t let it slide this easily.

He grabbed his bag and closed the office behind him, taking his phone out to text her once again, asking where she was. Not a minute later, he knew where he was supposed to go, aiming his steps towards her. No nurse or doctor dared to stop him, one look at his tired form letting them know it’s best to steer clear.

The entrance to the garden was tucked away from the view, and not many people knew about its existence, not even people working there. For that reason, the hall leading up to it was empty, as was the garden itself. The bench in the middle of the room was occupied.

Claire was lying down, the tips of her hair brushing the ground. Both hands resting on her stomach, moving up and down with every breath she took. Her eyes were closed, face a picture of complete calmness, a stark contrast to the angry wind that shook the trees outside and smacked raindrops against the glass of the orangery.

Ethan placed his bag on the ground by the entrance, then leaned against the doorframe, watching her silently. It’s a very rare sight for him lately, to see her so blissfully relaxed and detached from the issues of the hospital. Of course, when they were alone, it was fairly easy for both of them to forget about their problems. At work, though, the fatigue and dread followed them like their own shadows, never too far behind.

With the next breath of his, she stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open, feeling that she was being watched. She took a moment to let her eyes readjust to the brightness of the room, a small moan escaping her lips. Ethan reached for the switch, dimming the lights a bit to make it easier for her, giving her a clear sign that she wasn’t alone anymore. Her head turned towards him, the corners of her lips going up at the sight of him.

“Hi.” She muttered, her voice raspy and deep. Her body didn’t move, not even an inch, as he walked towards her slowly, keeping his eyes on her firmly.

“I thought you left, with how long ago I last saw you.” he mused, keeping a bit of distance between them, just in case someone was to walk in on them, however unlikely it was. Claire grinned, raising her hands above her head to stretch. Her words were strained when she spoke again.

“I have plans for the evening. Maybe even for the night if things work out.”

Despite them both being still in the hospital and having it hanging over their heads, Ethan couldn’t fight the smile nor the acceleration of his pulse at what she was alluding to. “I assure you that whoever invited you has similar things on his mind.”

Slowly, she sat up, her hair falling over her shoulders and framing her face and neck. With a slow and controlled move, she beckoned him closer, crooking her finger and looking at him with a sultry smile. It was dangerous, how fast he reacted accordingly to her wishes, without stopping for even a second to think about what they were doing. When he was close enough to hear her low whisper, she found his gaze with hers, her eyes darkening slightly.

“Similar things, huh? Are you sure?” she hooked her little finger with his thumb, then released it so she could slide her hand up his arm. Each time she touched him, a wave of heat ran to the very core of him. She traced the shapes on the skin on the inside of his elbow, all the while looking at him with the intensity that he’s seen countless of times before. “Why don’t you show me what you’re thinking about right now?”

He cupped the side of her face with his other hand, stroking her cheekbone softly, his mind giving up the fight with each move their fingers made. Getting down on his knees, he slid his palm down the side of her neck, squeezing her shoulder on his way, until, finally, he let it linger on her thigh. He opened his mouth to say something, but before any words could form, a harsh roar of a thunder interrupted him. Moments later, the lights flickered and then went out, drowning them in darkness.

“How long until the backup power modules begin working?” Claire muttered, as though the atmosphere dictated how loud they could be. Ethan listened to the hum of the rain before he answered.

“The power kicked back in immediately, so all the machinery is still working. As for the lights, though, it can be a few minutes.”

“How long?” she asked again, leaning towards him blindly, knowing only the general direction in which she should be heading. Lightning struck, bringing their sight back for a short moment, raindrops casting shadows on their faces, enhancing the lines of their features.

“Give or take, ten minutes. Why?”

“No reason.” She shrugged, pulling on his hand and bringing him flush against her, their lips brushing together. This close, she could almost see the hint of light, reflecting in his eyes, though she could have been imagining things. His hands found their place on her back, keeping them close together. He could argue that it was to keep them both safe, prevent possible injuries if one of them were to move and trip over something, but he knew damn well that his one and only purpose was to feel her warmth. To smell her perfume. To feel her arms wrap around him and keep him close.

With the next lightning, he focused on her lips. How the corners remained turned up, just as they were before the power went out. How the shape of them fit his too perfectly for their meeting to have been an accident. The pull towards her he felt was too strong for him to fight, and yet, for so long, he tried to resist it. Only to, in the end, dive into the storm that she was, slowly letting her consume him whole.

When the darkness came back, he pulled her into the kiss. It’s slow and light, unlike the quick kiss she gave him before she left his apartment that morning. Unlike the ravenous kisses they attacked each other with the night before, right after the door to his home closed behind them. There’s no heat, no desire other than that to keep the other close and not let go. There’s no doubt, either, just pure certainty, warmth and care, evident in the way his arms held her tightly and in the way her grip on his shoulders was secure.

Water continuously fell from the sky, drumming against the glass ceiling of the greenhouse, almost entirely masking the quiet sounds they were making. Claire wouldn’t have been able to notice how he hummed against her lips if it wasn’t for the gentle vibrations it was causing, teasing her nerve endings.

Ethan leaned away eventually, using a glimpse of light to look at her again. His heart hammered in his chest, his cheeks must have been flushed and he was sure that he looked positively infatuated. Staring at her in the dark, he could see with his memories how she glanced at him in moments like these; flickers of happiness in her eyes and a soft smile lighting up her face, brighter than any source of light ever could.

“That’s as close to the kiss in the rain as we’ll ever get.” Claire giggled quietly, moving her hand to stroke his cheek with the back of her fingers. He welcomed the sensation, leaning into her touch. She couldn’t possibly see his teasing smirk, but he had a feeling she knew it was there.

“Who knew such an idiotic idea could be so pleasant.” He wondered out loud, waiting for a reaction of hers. And he got just that. She scoffed, punching his arm playfully before falling into his embrace again with a sigh as the storm raged outside.

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Naveen slowly navigated the long halls of his hospital, flashlight in hand, searching for people caught by the darkness. So far, he managed to guide three lost patients that went on a walk and couldn’t find their way back when the power went out, and that prompted him to go on.

Knowing that not many of his colleagues were even aware of the existence of the garden, he decided to go there himself. How was it possible that people worked there for years but not know about all the locations in their workplace was beyond him, but he didn’t have time to wonder about it in that moment.

He called out loudly as he walked, listening in for any signs of voices, but there was no answer. No sound other than the angry howls of the storm outside. His flashlight shone rays of brightness onto the walls and the floor, and once he reached the greenhouse, it pierced through the glass and reflected in the leaves of many plants that grew there.

Upon entering the room, he called out again, moving the flashlight around slowly. “Hello? Is anyone here- oh.”

Naveen stopped abruptly, taking in the sight in front of him. He expected a lot of things, and a lot of people, but no matter how many times he blinked, the picture didn’t disappear. It was very much real.

Ethan sat up faster than he thought he could at the sound of his mentor’s voice. Some time has passed since the lights have gone out, and when kisses transitioned into a tight embrace, he pulled her onto the ground, both of them lying down so they could watch the sky as the clouds went by, lit up by lightning strikes from time to time. It almost felt like it could have been their first date, but neither of mentioned it.

When Naveen found them, Ethan’s hand was running up and down Claire’s arm, their bodies pressed close as the low hum of the rain almost lulled them both to sleep. Upon interruption, Ethan, and shortly after Claire, sat up, both immediately awake and aware of how busted they were.

They stared at each other for a long while, unsure what were the words that were supposed to be said. Eventually, Naveen broke out of the trance, nodding his head slowly in acknowledgement. In the darkness of the garden he couldn’t be sure, but he was pretty much certain that Ethan’s cheeks were taking on a bit of a darker color. It was Claire that confirmed it for him when she eventually cut the silence.

“Go easy on him with the teasing.”

Ethan’s head turned towards her in record time, his face spelling out mock betrayal, which made her laugh even more than she already was. She patted his shoulder with her extended hand, muttering ‘there, there’, a joke that he was clearly not amused by. Naveen watched them with a growing grin.

“You two are adorable.” His words caused the pair to look at him with surprise in their eyes. He walked towards them, extending his hand in Claire’s direction to help her up. She accepted it, standing up and pulling Ethan right along with her. “The lights are going to be gone for at least another hour, so you two should go home.”

Ethan’s annoyance was crystal clear in the way he spoke. “I can literally hear you smiling, Naveen, what’s got you so amused?”

“I’m just wondering, how did you wear him down, Claire? I’ve spent years trying to get him to go fishing with me and he wouldn’t budge.”

She laughed, squeezing Ethan’s arm before she walked towards the exit with Naveen by her side, telling him her strategy as though it was a well-kept secret. Ethan stayed in the garden for a moment longer, watching their silhouettes go with an easy smile before he followed them back towards the hospital.

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#open heart #ethan ramsey #choices #my writing

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