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batfamluvr · 2 months

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Hi, I don't know If you take requests, but could you please right about the reaction and thoughts of the bat boys toward finding out their partner was pregnant? Please and thank you

A/N: I do take requests, love. And I've got you ❣️

Bat-boys find out you're pregnant🍼

Dick Grayson's first thought is worry. He doubts how he'll make it work; crimefighting, his job, then his relationship with you. And he'll wonder how Nightwing will interfere with his life, and how Bruce will react (he'll spoil the child endlessly).

Reassurance from Donna, Alfred, or Bruce will part his fog of worry and distance. He'll hit the ground running to rectify his isolation. I mean breaking the news to friends and family, arranging play dates with Roy and Lian.

"I'll be safer on patrol," he whispered," I promise, hun." You had broke down after so long of trying to remain calm. But seeing your lover return home with bruise after bruise would weigh anyone down. Especially one pregnant.

Dick's hand would always be on your belly, reminding himself that you both are safe and he's doing a great job. It's what he needs to hear, that he's making the city safer for you both.

He is 100% a handyman. Dick will build cribs, changing tables, repair toilets, fix creaky cabinets. And he'll baby proof the house." Don't worry, babe," he assured you." Just relax. It's just a clogged drain."

Jason Todd's first thought is if he'd be a good father, after everything he's been through and done. He even wonders if he deserves to be a father, or if he deserves a nameless grave. However, leaving is never and will never be an option for him. I truly think he'd be the most active out of the bat-boys.

Jason's love language has always been acts of service, and it would thrive during your pregnancy. Your house would be booby-trapped and SECURED. He'd teach you the basics of a gun, and he'd ensure your pregnancy cravings are stocked. Jason would also wash your back when your belly grew too large.

Jason would let you shop for baby and maternity clothes with his card. His only request is that you don't get the baby anything too vibrant because it's an eyesore. If anything, he'd prefer neutral tones or black on the baby.

The weather becomes his interest after the baby's birth." Do you think they need a jacket?" Is his favorite line." Don't you think it's a little hot for them to be wearing long sleeves," he'll wonder. Or the baby is swaddled and he'll question," do you think he's overheating? I'd be hot if that were me all wrapped up like that."

A child is the only thing to make him stand steadfast on his refusal to kill. Not Bruce, not Dick, not even you. Your child brought forth a new mindset, one of not wanting to see a killer reflecting in the innocent and chocolate eyes of his child (Jason's eyes are brown. Argue with a wall).

Tim Drake isn't as present as one would believe. His activity is inconsistent, and it's harder to reach him because he's usually working. But he wants you to sit with him, to bring the baby and let him play around in his office.

It warms his heart to return from a meeting and his baby is sprawled out on his pastel blue teddy bear blanket and cooing. You're dangling a rattle over him, and Tim would strut over and kiss you on the cheek." How's it going, love?" He'd ask and rub the baby's cheek." They being good?" His eyebrow would raise playfully.

The baby would be raised around Bruce and Alfred more than his actual parents. I also see Stephanie caring for the baby and even babysitting if you work or just need rest. Cass would swoon over it, so prepare for tons of peeled oranges and Cass making your bottles.

Alfred would surely read your baby literature. He'd be sitting in the library, baby on his lap while y'all rest, reading from a dusty and old book that's sure to ignite your allergies.

Damian would try his hardest to be a fun dad because he never got that. It's been well documented that he wouldn't dare put a child through his life. So I think the farthest he would go is teaching you enough to defeat the average Shadow/Assassin. But he would not want you killing.

I think he'd lean into Bruce's "No-Kill" mantra after having a child. If you even want to enter vigilantism; he'd understand if you choose not to. It's a thankless job; it's isolating and bruising.

But I think if the kid did continue training, that's when they'd truly bond. Damian and he/she would laugh and joke between rounds; he'd show them the best way to throw a punch, and he'd teach mercy. That's also when they'd meet the other side of their family---the Al Ghuls. But Damian would have strict stipulations on what they learn. No instant kill moves, no brainwashing, none of the narcissistic sentiments Talia filled his head with.

I also think you, Damian, and your kid would lead fairly healthy lives. Not overboard, but the occasional protein shake or morning run; maybe even a little weight lifting. Or if cardio is your speed, he'd install a home-treadmill or a pool.

Bruce Wayne's first thought would be his age. How he's climbing in age and his job usually doesn't lead to gold and sunsets. He'd be happy because he sees it as a second chance. His first two sons saw the angry and vengeful side of him, so that's how they grew up; Tim sought him, and Damian came stained with blood.

But with you and the baby, he could actually be a father. He could raise the baby from infancy and make bottles and hush cries, like he wanted to with Dick and Jason. He could show the baby his favorite movies and just talk to them, even though the baby would respond with drool and coos.

He wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Bruce would set his child on a straight path; the world has enough Bats and birds. They could just...be. They'd would carry on the Wayne name.

Bruce would spoil you and his baby rotten. He'd watch over the baby like a hawk; each cry, each coo, each babble would send Bruce into a fit of worry. He'd leap up from his seat and check the cradle, only to find a giggling baby with his feet in the air. Then he'd chuckle, which would make the baby giggle even more. " You got me, little one. You got me," he'd utter and return to the Bat-computer.

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pia-nor481 · 5 months

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Sick Day

Daniel Ricciardo x reader smut 18+

Season two spoilers for doctor who. This may or may not be based off of how I spent my time while unwell

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“I’m back” Daniel yelled through the house as he closed the door. He was so excited to be back with his girlfriend, he was gone for three weeks now and just really needed to see her. he rushed through the hallway and his excitement dialled down as he noticed the silence. Normally she would have some form of music playing rather loud, wanting to drown out the silence of being alone in their shared home.

The sneezing caught him off guard and so he picked up his pace and saw her sat on the sofa; drowning in blankets with her eyes focused on the television. The volume was no higher than ten so he could only hear the mumbling of the actors voices. “What happened to you? baby, you must be so unwell to be watching tv without me.” He walked closer and saw her drained eyes and slightly reddened nose. “Danny, I’m so happy your back, I missed you so much.” Her voice came out strained and nasally. “Oh look at you, you’re so sick. What happened?” He said reaching out to her as she spoke again. “I didn’t wear a jumper when I went out. But I had a scarf on, I promise.” Daniel shook his head at the statement and walked towards the kitchen, turning the kettle on a reaching for the tea. He then poured an unnecessary amount of honey in the mug and placed it on the table.

Daniel finally pulled his hat off of his head and placed it on hers, knowing she was still feeling the chill. He moved the covers slightly to slip under them, and to touch her, knowing it would comfort her. “No, don’t. I’ll get you sick.” She was so happy he was back in a formula one car, she was so stressed for him upon hearing that he had broken his hand during the free practice at zanvoort, then the engine issues at Austin and now, he needed to keep well to ensure he would have a seat next year. “No you won’t.” He almost whispered out leaning closer to her, pulling her body towards him, resting her head against his chest, wrapping his hands over her waist. “Oh right, you’ve got your vitamins.” He laughed out lightly upon hearing her reply.

“So what are we watching?” He said, diverting his eyes towards the screen. “Doctor who.” She whispered, trying not to hurt her voice further, just as the TARDIS came on screen. A smile creeped a way on to his face, he had no idea what was going on as Cathrin Tate appeared on the screen. “So what’s happening?” She leaned further into him and pulled the blankets higher for extra warmth. “Well, the Doctor is really upset about Rose, who’s in an alternate universe with her mum, Jackie, and her alternate universe dad, who saved her life twice, I think. And some how Donna played by Cathrin Tate, has ended up in the TARDIS while getting married.” She explained like it was super simple and he was already aware. Daniel smiled, knowing this was something she enjoyed and so wanted to hear more. “Babe, Who’s Rose?”

“She was in season one with the Ninth Doctor, then he saved her life and became the Tenth doctor. In season two she employed her boyfriend Ricky or Micky, something like that, to help her and The doctor. So they went to a school when the teachers were evolved bat-vampires who were brainwashing and killing students. They also meet the girl that the Doctor originally traveled with and Rose got pretty jealous. But I would be too, David Tennant is pretty hot.” She laughed out lightly, shifting in Daniel’s lap. “Hey, I’m right here…At least he got dark hair, I’ll take that.” A grin covered her face, ear to ear.

“Anyway, they all then go the alternate universe because something happened with the TARDIS, and lots of people have been disappearing and alternate universe Micky or Ricky and his friends are trying to find out what had been happening . They then find out that the people are being turned into cybermen and then alternate Ricky or Micky dies saving everyone, Alternate Jackie also dies at some point, then Rose’s boyfriend Micky or Ricky stays to replace him and be good or something. So her and the doctor travel back to normal earth.” She said, having to pause every now and then to catch her breath. As much as Daniel felt sorry for her he didn’t want her to stop. “So Micky or Ricky and Rose are still dating, even though they are in a different universes?” He said, passing her the tea to sip on, hoping it would ease her throat.

“I can’t really remember but she kissed him before she left so probably. Anyway, some other stuff happens and they end in a Torchwood building because of some random ghosts appearing all over London. Then the find out it’s actually the cybermen slipping through the void and into their universe. And obviously they are trying to kill everyone because reasons, then a metal circle thing opens revealing the last four daleks, they are robots that started a war against the time lords, including the Doctor. At this point I started to hate Mickey or Ricky, because he touched the metal and released a lot of imprisoned daleks who want to kill everyone as they think they’re superior. So the Daleks and Cybermen try and kill each other.” She paused for a quick cough and another sip of tea. “Here, Love” Daniel said, handing her a throat sweet. “Continue.”

“So the Doctor sends everyone back to the alternate universe as they would be sucked into the void because of the travelling, apart form Jackie obviously, but Rose stayed. They have these massive magnets… Don’t laugh at that, I can’t believe you are laughing at the word massive. To continue, the lever moves so rose let’s go of the magnet to fix it and almost falls into the void but Pete, her alternate universe dad, jumps through the universe and saves her, taking her back with him. Then the void closes and she starts crying hysterically because she can’t ever see the doctor again.” She could feel Daniel nod, he truly loved to hear her talk, he wanted to make her feel listened to. “But she’s dating Micky or Ricky, right?” She shifted slightly before speaking again. “Yes, it’s bad right? But they get led to some beach where a hologram of the Doctor appears and she all crying again. Then she’s says ‘I love you’ and he just stares at her for a second, her family are all there by the way, and the Doctor says ‘Rose Tyler, I’ and the hologram fades.”

Daniel gasps, “Right in front of Ricky-Micky. What a hoe.” She laughs a bit louder than expected. “I know, it’s unbelievable.” Daniel always loved gossip, no matter where it was from. “You are such an nerd baby… Oh don’t make that face, I still love you.” He dropped his head into her neck as she spoke, “I still don’t feel any better.” He let her comment sit in the air for a minute, not sure if his idea was a good one, he needed to debate it before making a decision. “I know what will make you feel better.” She looked up at him, still unable to see his face, “What?”

“An orgasm.” He mumbled against her neck with a smile. “Is that so? She replied, trying to move to face him, but his hands were firm, ensuring she wasn’t moving anywhere by keeping them on her hips. “Yeah, I heard it’s really good.” His hand slipped up her top and began to slide down her abdomen and into her underwear. She let a high sigh, just at the feeling of him touching her skin, he’d been away for far too long. “That’s it, Love, relax for me.” As soon as his fingers made contact with her clit she miss out, loud. Daniel began to run slow and teasing circles into her skin, not wanting to build her up too quick. She could feel his touch all over her body, and it just felt so good to be back in his arms, the smallest touch was euphoric. She hummed when he applied more pressure, and he pulled her flush against his chest again, needing to have full control of her body. She pushed her hip against Daniel’s hand as she began to kiss and suck on her neck. He knew this was a massive turn on for her, and so, it would heighten her pleasure. “Uh, Daniel, please” she moaned out, almost over the edge. “Go on babe, you can cum for me.” He climax was so overwhelming that her whole body was shaking, she shook her head side to side involuntarily, and pushed her hands deep into the cushions of the sofa, it felt so phenomenal that she had no control.

“Good girl.” He whisper in her ear, making her whine and squirm in his lap again. They sat there for a while, enjoying each others company. Daniel moved to kiss her lips softly, kissing always felt more intimate than sex, it was one way of showing her that he truly and deeply loved her. She shifted slightly, laying on her side, so her ear was pressed up against his chest, hearing his heart beating. It was relaxing, peaceful even. Daniel rubbed his hands up and down the side of her torso and down her thigh, making sure she felt loved during haze of her climax. “I love you.” She whispered, knowing that he would want to hear it back. It wasn’t as if he was insecure, he just like to hear how much she loved him, it made him feel appreciated.

“Come on, let me up.” He lightly smacked her thigh to move her. He felt a chill run through his body after leaving the warmth of the blankets, and her body. “Hot lemonade and paracetamol, that’s what you need.” He said, noticing her yawning. So he reached in the cupboard for another mug. “Or do you want some nightnurse? it will make you sleep better babe.” He looked back to the sofa, seeing his girlfriend smile sent a feeling of joy through his body. “Hot lemonade and nightnurse it is.”

Daniel picked her up from the sofa and brought her to the bedroom, she was exhausted, anyone could tell that. Once he got her placed on the soft mattress, he tucked her body tightly with the quilt, ensuring she stayed warm. “Danny, you’re so sweet.” He smiled, before reaching for a t-shirt to sleep in. “It’s because I love you.” He turned around to see her fast asleep, all cozied up on his side of the bed and he chuckled. She was perfect, no matter what. “Good night love.” He said as soft a possible as he got under the covers with her, pulling her body against his.

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leorawright · 9 months

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The re8 lords with a boyfriend who has pyrokenisis please?

Resident evil? Sure! Making it gender neutral tho

Re8 Lords with s/o who has pryokenisis

Alcina Dimitrescu

Very impressed by your power but please don't use it in the house she doesn't want burn marks on the furniture

You bet her daughters are fascinated though

Alcina let's you use one of her old gardens so you can practice and she often watches from one of her windows

She'll always praise your skill and control when you come back inside

Donna Beneviento

Just like Alcina, she's very intrigued but her house is too flammable for you to do it nearby

And she does enjoy her gardens, but she commissions a special area for you to practice

She'll often sit nearby, her eyes fixed on your fire as she watches in awe

Her and Angie always clap for you once you're done

Salvatore Moreau

Very intimidated by fire in general but always intrigued because it's you

His reservoir is very damp but there's several spots that you can practice

He'll normally watch from the water cause he's too scared to get closer but he thinks you look so cool when you do it

Expect to be showered in praises by him for how good you are at controlling fire (and maybe a few compliments about how great you look)

Karl Heisenberg

He's incredibly fascinated and intrigued by your power

"Hear me out babe, flying, flaming, metal!"

He often gets frustrated if his furnaces aren't hot enough to melt down metal, and if you help him, he'll very dramatically thank you

Also he has no shame when it comes to watching you practice your powers

He'll lean his cheek on his hand and watch you with lovestruck eyes and a little smirk

#resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil village x reader #alcina dimitriscu x reader #donna beneviento x reader #salvatore moreau x reader #karl heisenberg x reader

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crow-raven-crow · 6 months

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Hey it's me again 👋 the one who asked for Donna Beneviento.

I know she's a shy babe and mostly in the fics I see her like sub?But I can't get enough to see her other side.We want it! We need it!

Can you do something like reader's been teasing her extremely (clothes,talks, actions,etc..) knowing she will only turn red but r seem to pushes her a little too far and ended up facing dominant Donna? Like punish sex and maybe aftercare.

Thanks for reading

-BB 🤍

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You pulled the key from the door as you stepped inside, a soft creak emitting from the hinges as the heavy door swung open, revealing the foyer. You guided your hand out slowly, gesturing the doll maker inside as you held the door open for her. Your shared laughter echoed through the halls, absorbing themselves within your shared home.

The golden glow emanating from the candles that hung on the chandelier casted an enchanting light within the home, bringing out the deep mahogany of the polished wood that made up most of the home. The age of the home brought a comfort out within it, the wood absorbing the flickering flames and creating a warmth that served as a refuge from the snow that sat beyond the walls.

Once the door shut behind you, your gaze met Lady Beneviento's, the spark found swirling within them making a smile creep onto your lips. Her veil was already discarded to the side and her hands were held out in front of her expectantly. You stood for a moment, blinking in confusion as you took in the sight of her before you. Her soft laugh broke the silence before she stepped behind you and smoother her hands up your sides and to your shoulders, filling your body with a newfound heat. "Your coat, amore mio.."

Her fingers worked themselves underneath the layer of fabric, gently pulling the coat from your shoulders and handing it on the rack behind her. You grabbed one of her hands as she turned around, pulling her slowly over to you before meeting her lips in a sweet kiss. You felt her relax under your touch, the dinner you both had just been at fading away from her mind as she relished in the safety that you brought to her.

Pulling her from her trance, you guided her into the living room. As you backed away, you watched how she took in each of your movements - the sway of your hips, the effortless grace of your arms, the never ending smile that sat upon your face. To her, each aspect was a manifestation of beauty, causing her heart to swell with admiration for you.

Shifting the pin of the record player made a small gasp leave her lips, the familiar sound of her favorite song starting to play filling the manor. The notes shifted through the air as you came back to her, the satisfaction in her figure mirroring the joy found within her eyes.

"I figured it would be nice to end off a nice dinner with a dance, if you'll have me?" Your hands traced a gentle path up her dress, massaging her shoulders before wrapping your arms around her, successfully pulling her in and starting off the small sways.

"Such a doll for me, hmm?"

"I try."

Soft laughter bubbled from your chests, the love found within you two creating a lightness in the room. Her arms circled around your waist, drawing you closer. Her fingers scaled a tantalizing path down your body, completely away for the garments you showed her beneath the thin fabric only house earlier. The room, though charged with affection, carried the increasing weight of desire as the two of you continued to dance.

You had called her into the bathroom, the black dress you wanted to wear hanging just behind you as you finished off your makeup. As you put away the various products, you rose from the vanity seat, a mischievous smile playing on your lips as you heard the click of her heels get closer and closer. It added a sense of anticipation to the air, each step echoing a promise of a tease for her, a promise of the sweet surprise you had for her.

"You called, am-" Her steps came to an abrupt halt, seemingly frozen in the doorway as her eyes raked in your exposed figure. The choice of dark green lace was a deliberate one, allowing one of her favorite colors to swirl around your skin. The lace, starting from secure straps, gradually faded out, growing thinner yet framing your breasts and hips perfectly. Your paired it with matching garters, deciding that stockings would add a nice touch given the dress's slit, which teasingly exposed your legs. You saw the desire starting to burn behind her eyes, and you knew you had gone with the right choice.

"Cat got your tongue, my lady?" Your tone was laced in a tease, being sure to add a sway to your hips as you slowly made your way over to her. Your hands found their place on her hips, your eyes drinking in the slight of her as she was already ready for the dinner ahead of you. Tracing a hand up her figure, you made a slow path between her breasts, along one of her collarbones, and delicately along the column of her throat, easily pulling a shiver from her. You rested a finger underneath her chin, tilting her head slight to meet your gaze. "Or am I just as much of a distraction as I planned to be?"

"Wh-Whats-" She cleared her throat, focusing all the energy within her to not break your gaze, "What's the occasion, doll?"

"Oh, nothing.." You brought your lips to her ear, whispering before littering kisses down her neck. "Just wanted you to know exactly what was underneath my dress while we sit for hours at dinner.."

You quickly pulled away, bringing any and all traces of yourself against her with you, before grabbing your dress and presenting it to her. "Could you help me put it on?"

She took it from your fingers while giving you a nod, undoing the zipper along the back as you turned around. She pulled it over your head, being sure that your arms could easily go through the thick straps of the dress before pulling the rest of it down your body. Her fingers lingered against your hips underneath the fabric, the cool touch against your skin making a small shiver shoot through you. You felt as she took hold of the zipper, slowly pulling it up and covering the skin that only she was allowed sight of, before resting her hands back against your hips.

"Thank you, my love.. Are you ready to leave?" You turned around in her hold, a smile coming to your lips before you kissed her own.

Small chatter turned into a comfortable silence, though there was still an undercurrent of excitement coursing between you two. She lifted her arm up above you, your hand in hers, and prompted you to spin. You did, or attempted to do so, but your heel got caught on a bump in the carpet beneath you. Within the moment, the misstep led to a tumble, and you found yourselves on the floor, laughter filling the room as a blush rose to both of your faces.

You landed on top of her, her arms wrapped securely around you to prevent you from getting hurt. After the laughing had died down, you pulled yourself up a bit, kissing up her neck before planting a soft one against her lips. The blush against her cheeks deepened at your actions, a wave of heat running through both of your bodies as the desire in the room only grew.

You watched as her eyes moved against your form, moving from your dark painted lips, to your dress straps falling off your shoulders, to the sight of your breasts pushing beyond the fabric of your dress - the fall pulling your dress down and uncovering more of your skin. You brought your lips down to her ear, the warmth of your breath traveling against her skin as you spoke, "Like what you see, my lady?"

Maybe it was the suggestive tone of your voice, the pull of your dress, the teasing actions that had been building for hours, but it all caused something within her to snap. The grip she had on your hips tightened as you finished your sentence, causing your breath to hitch, but it didn't prepare you for the other side of the doll maker that you were about to face.

Within an instant, your back was against the floor, hands pinned above you by your wrists as one of her knees settled between your legs. You looked up at her in shock, though it easily morphed into an expression of desire as her lips trailed up your neck, leaving lingering kisses and mirroring the action you had done just moments before. The heat of her breath coursed around your neck while her other hand traveled along your body, pulling fabric out of the way, squeezing and scratching your skin in the claim to be hers.

"You're right.. I do love what I see.." Her voice was low, thick with the lust and desire that had been swirling within her for hours. It didn't falter, didn't stutter as she spoke, a newfound dominance running through her veins and driving her actions. It made a delicious heat begin to pool between your legs. "I think it's just about time you've been taught a lesson.. Isn't that right, doll?"

Your breath hitched, her words making your thighs shut in an attempt to gain some sort of friction, only to make you let out a loud whimper when her knee prevented such. You watched as she pulled away, her lips turning into a smirk as she watch you wreath beneath her. She brought her lips to yours but didn't indulge you in a kiss just yet. They ghosted above yours, mere centimeters apart as she spoke against your lips, "I could get used to a view like this.."

You could only image what you looked like beneath her - shocked, flushed, filled with desire, desperate.. Desperate for her, her touch, her lips, her tongue.. A part of you loved that she enjoyed it, causing a raging flame to ignite inside of you.

You tried pushing yourself up to meet her lips, only for her to pull away at the last second. Amusement filled her features, a wonderful darkness filtering over her eyes that made your core throb. She slowly made her way back to your lips, resting just above them. The close proximity always seemed to make your heart race, the organ hammering in your chest hard enough that you were sure she could feel it against her own. Her perfume made you dizzy with lust, only adding to your arousal as she took over all of your senses. Your voice was breathy, lost in your throat, just above a whisper as you spoke, as you begged for her. "Please, Donna… please-"

She crashed her lips into yours, finally giving you the beginnings of what your craved, stealing all the breath from your lungs and devouring the moans and whimpers that escaped your throat. You felt her tongue brush against your bottom lip only for her to take your bottom lip between her teeth, pulling it as she backed away slightly.

The look of pure desire she was throwing at you only mirrored your own - dark eyes fluttered against each others features behind half lidded eyes, cheeks and chests flushed a pink hue, chests heaving to catch breaths that were willingly stolen away..

Her lips met yours again, but only for a few moments. They trailed down your jawline, plump lips meeting your neck and leaving deep marks against it. You threw your head back as a moan tore through your throat, your back arching as you felt her fingers rubbing against your clit above the fabric of your undergarments.

She continued to kiss down your body, her hands letting go of your wrists and allowing your hands to immediately meet her shoulders. A growl left her throat as she met the fabric of your dress, annoyed with the barrier between her and the rest of the body. She moved quickly, picking you up and bringing you up the stairs to your shared bedroom as one of her hands worked on the zipper of your dress.

The door slammed shut behind her, your body quickly landing on the bed as she pulled the dress off of you. You backed up until your hands met the pillows behind you, watching as the goddess pulled her own dress of her body.

Her pale skin was illuminated by the moon, her body shining in beauty before you. She took her place back above you, hands running along the edges of your lace bra before her lips met your collar bones again.

You were getting drunk on her as she hands smoothed over any and all of your skin. She teeth nipped at your skin, tongue soothing over the marks after pulling away. One of her hands made their way to your back, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere within the room.

Her tongue traced over your right bud, making your back arch, only for her to take it in her mouth moments later. Her other hand toyed with the other, smoothing over the bug until both were in stiff peaks. She littered marks across your chest, making sure to give the other bud the same amount of attention before moving kissing down your stomach.

You felt her hand back at your core, her touch light enough against the fabric that it was purely a tease. You bucked your hips slightly, only for her to bite your thigh in response, trailing her tongue over it right after. She did this again and again until she thought you were going to behave, her lips planting a kiss against your mound before she slowly started pulling the fabric down your legs.

She worked at an agonizingly slow pace, lips kissing down one leg and up the other before you felt her tongue lick through your folds. The action made you take in a sharp breath, only for it to get lost in the moan that tore through you. She worked her tongue in and out of you, collecting your juices and moaning at the taste, the vibrations shooting through your body and making a familiar knot form in your lower abdomen.

Your fingers dug into the sheets beneath you as she took hold of your thighs, locking your hips in place as her tongue licked up your slit, only to start circling your clit immediately after. You felt one of her hands shift along your leg, the touch moving underneath your thigh before nimble fingers circled your entrance.

They dipped into your core, the stretch quickly turning into a dangerous pleasure as they pumped in and out of you. They curled in a way that made you see stars, brushing against the spongey spot within you and making moans spill from your lips with ease. Your body burned for her touch, your walls clenching around her fingers and making her groan at the feeling of you.

Her fingers picked up speed, her lips wrapping themselves around your sensitive bud and sucking at the same time. You felt your thighs begin to shake with your impending orgasm, the coil within you tightening a dangerous amount only for you to be left on a high.

She stilled her actions, kissing down your thighs while she looked up at you. Your breathing was heavy, your breasts rising and falling with each intake as you tried to ground yourself from a peak that was taken from you. Just as you were about to speak, her tongue circled your clit again, her fingers moving at a brutal pace as she aimed to give you what you oh so craved..

With every thrust of her fingers you were pushed harder and harder against towards the edge. You felt your mind grow hazy with desire, the amount of lust coursing through you making you putty in ecstasy's hold.

Your knuckled turned white at your hard grip on the sheets, your throat growing sore as she pulled loud moans and whimpers from your chest, her pace never slowing.

Your thighs shook on either side of her head, your climax slamming into you and making you moan out her name. Your body shuddered with the wave of pleasure that consumed you as she helped you rise out for first orgasm of the night.

She gently pulled her fingers from your core, your half lidded eyes watching her taker her fingers into her mouth and lick them clean. Her lips trailed up your body, the gentle touch of her lips making your heart soar before she met your own.

When she pulled away, her eyes met your own, desire still prominent within them. "Don't think for a second that I am done with you tonight, amore mio.."

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𝐚/𝐧: OKAYYY?? OKAAYYYY AHHAHAH this served as a reawakening of my RE8 brainrot and i dont know what to do this was so fun holy fuck but also holy fuck? 😏

first donna fic done teehee. i might write for her more because she is such a beautiful character, but like all the lords of RE8 i wish they did so much more with them. there is so much backstory and lore missing and i just NEED a whole game or something released just for them. you cant make these characters interesting as hell and only give us crumbs when it comes to their lore

i loved playing around with this side of donna. she is so quiet and shy within the game that it's always interesting for me to see how she can be portrayed

i hope you all liked it! I'm sorry it took me a hot minute to get here, lovely anon;; but i really enjoyed writing this one

xx,

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Can you do a Christmas angst maybe while decorating the tree the kids accidentally break a really sentimental ornament and Travis is frustrated or whatever you’d like

I changed it just a little bit. Hope you enjoy!

The holidays were usually a crazy time for the Kelce family. Between Travis' games and the kids school events, you were often running off fumes when Christmas came around. Still, you were determined to make the most of the time with your family, and tried to make every activity interactive for the kids.

"Mama, look at this one!" Alex's face lit up as he picked up a Christmas ornament, the red bauble glistening in his eyes. You were decorating the Christmas tree with Bubba and Travis while Savannah took a nap. Travis always tried to get you to hire someone to decorate the house because he knew that you were stretched thin, but this was one tradition you weren't willing to outsource.

"Its beautiful, Bubs. Why don't you put it here?" You pointed to a bare spot on the tree and Alex carefully placed the ornament on the branch.

"Man, I forgot we had this." Travis was behind you, taking the ornaments out of the storage boxes you kept in your attic. He held up an frame ornament that had a picture of the two of you on your wedding day, a gift from Donna. "I love this one. You looked so handsome that day." Travis chuckled, handing the ornament to you to place on the tree.

You had quite a few ornaments that were very sentimental to you, including the wedding photo, Alex's clay footprint from when he was an infant, and Savannah's hospital bracelet and hat inside of a clear bulb. It was your way of commemorating very special events and you loved to look back on those moments every time you decorated for Christmas.

"Alex, look." Bubs ran over to Travis, who was holding the clay footprint in his hands. "This is an impression of your foot." Alex furrowed his brows together, looking between his feet and the ornament. "Daddy, that's not my foot. Its too small." You and Travis chuckled, which only confused Alex more. "No, baby, this is from when you were very little. You were only five days old when we made this for you."

"Can I put it on the tree?" Travis nodded, handing it to him. "Please be careful baby, its very delicate, okay?"

It was as if you jinxed yourself, because as soon as Alex began to run toward the tree, he tripped over the rug and landed on his hands and knees. You knew something was wrong when he was slow to get up. "Bubba, are you okay?" Travis stood, helping Alex get to his feet. You spotted the ornament, that was no crushed into a bunch of pieces.

"Alex, I told you to be careful!" You didn't mean to raise your voice at him, but you were crushed that something so precious to you was now gone.

"I'm sorry, mama. It was an accident." Alex's eyes were filled with tears as he watched you try to pick up the pieces. "Are you mad at me?" You sighed, your heart breaking. Travis, watching the whole incident transpire, was quick to intervene when he saw you start to cry. "Alex, let's go get ready for your nap, okay?" He affectionately rubbed your shoulder as he grabbed Alex's hand and took him to his room.

After he got Alex to sleep, Travis went to find you to make sure you were okay. You were finishing up hanging the few ornaments that were left. "Alex was very upset about breaking the ornament." Your shoulders slumped over with guilt, upset with yourself for making such a big deal. Travis wrapped his arms around your shoulders from behind, pressing a kiss to your neck. "Its okay to be upset about it, babe. I know that meant a lot to you."

"I know its stupid, but Alex will never be that small again, and I don't have anything else to remember that time by." You admitted through sobs, turning in Travis' hold to rest your head against his chest. You really clung to those moments because there was a lot of uncertainty in your life with Travis' career.

"It's not stupid, and I wish I could do something to fix it." Travis rubbed circles on your back as you calmed down. Eventually, you pulled away, wiping your face with your sleeve. "I'll get over it. Thank you." Travis pulled you in again with a quick kiss to your forehead. "We'll make other, less delicate memories", he smiled at you, receiving a quiet giggle at his joke in return.

When you went to Alex's room to wake him up for lunch, you found him coloring at his play table. "Hi, baby. What are you doing?" He ran up to you with a piece of paper in his hand that had a tracing of his foot on it. "What's this, bub?", you asked, bending down to get to his level.

"I'm sorry for breaking the orment", he explained, swaying back and forth nervously. "I wanted to make something for you."

"Oh, baby, thank you so much. I love it so much." The foot was colored with red and green crayons, and you had to stop yourself from crying, this time with happy tears. "Mama is sorry, okay? I never should have raised my voice at you. I know it was an accident." Alex wrapped his tiny arms around you as you pulled him in for a hug.

You stood and grabbed a pair of scissors, carefully cutting out the tracing. "C'mon." Alex ran to grab your hand and you led him to the living room. You placed the paper in the tree, right where everyone could see it when they passed. "Thank you so much, Alex. This is my favorite ornament ever."

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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@lesbiancartoonlover : Hey I just read that waaaaay too cute scene where Y/N finds a toddler and brings her home to Alcina. Can I request that with Donna please? Also I've been reading your works for some time now and I love them, but I was too shy to ask for something😅

Thank you! Yeah, that request was really cute uwu I’m just going to use the same character name for the toddler that I did in the last one. I’m lazy. (Also, please don’t feel like you need to be shy with me, I’m just a silly gal <3 I love getting requests!). Post this ask is talking about here! Let’s get into it!

Y/N: *Leaving Donna’s house* Bye, babe! I’m gonna go hang out in the village.

Donna: *Currently having a tea party with the dolls because they insisted* Be safe, cara mia! *Holds her teacup out to Angie* Two sugars, no milk please.

Angie: *Happily scooping sugar into Donna’s teacup*

In the village

Y/N: *Breathes in* Ahh, what a somewhat not completely horrible day in bumfuck Romania!

Y/N: *Feels something grip onto their leg* Hmm? *Looks down to see a little toddler clinging to them* Oh, hello! What’s your name, squirt?

The toddler: *Giggles at Y/N* My name Eliza! I’m thwee! *Proudly holds out three fingers*

Y/N: *Laughs* Wow! You’re so big! *Crouches down to her level* Whatcha doing out here all by yourself?

Eliza: *Crosses her arms* I don’ know!

Y/N: *Concerned* Do you know where your grown-ups are?

Eliza: *Shakes her head, furrowed brow* They lef’ me! They not nice!

Y/N: *Alarmed* They left you all alone?!

Eliza: *Nods her head*

Y/N: *Thinking* I need an adult! Donna will know what to do! *Clears their throat* Well, why don’t you come home with me, half-pint! My wife is a doll maker, do you like dolls?

Eliza: *Eyes sparkling* Dolls?! Yeah, yeah! *Makes grabby hands at Y/N so they’ll pick her up*

Y/N: Nice! Let’s get going! *Picks Eliza up*

Y/N and Eliza: *Make their way to Donna’s house, cracking each other up and singing songs*

Y/N and Eliza: *Get to the house*

Y/N: *Carries Eliza inside* Donna! Special delivery!

Donna: *Finishing her tea party with the dolls* Cara mia! I thought you were- *Sees Eliza* A Baby! *Puts a hand to her chest* Mine. She’s mine. Give her to me, Y/N. Now. *Holds out her hands to Eliza*

Eliza: *Wiggles so hard Y/N nearly drops her, gets put on the floor, eagerly runs over to Donna*

Donna: *Scoops up Eliza* Hello, tesoro. What’s your name? *Nuzzles Eliza*

Eliza: *Immediately feels safe with Donna, snuggles into her* I’m Eliza! I like dolls! *Squeals happily and points at Angie and the dolls*

Angie: Of course you do! We are pretty amazing. *Gently pats Eliza on the head*

Eliza: *Giggles at Angie and the other dolls who are curiously watching*

Y/N: *Walks over to Donna* Babe! What should we do? *Whispers in Donna’s ear* She was left alone in the village by her folks. I don’t think they’re coming back.

Donna: *Outraged that someone could leave a little cutie like Eliza all alone* Well, we’re obviously keeping her, Y/N. *Runs a hand through Eliza’s hair, places a kiss on her head*

Y/N: *Shocked* Wow, she can stay?!

Donna: Absolutely, cara mia. *Looks down at Eliza* Would you like this to be your new home, bambina?

Eliza: Yeah! *Hugs Donna*

Donna: *Gives Eliza a tender squeeze* Why don’t you go introduce yourselves to all of the dolls, bambina. They’re excited to meet you. Mamma will make you some food, okay? *Gently places Eliza on the ground*

Eliza: *Waving to all of the dolls and saying hi*

Y/N: *Feels their heart melt at Donna’s sweetness* Angie, could you keep an eye on Eliza? We’ll both be right in the other room.

Angie: *Salutes* I’m on it, boss!

Y/N: *Follows Donna into the kitchen* Wow, you’ve got this mothering thing down pat, babe! *Hugs Donna from behind as she starts cooking*

Donna: *Giggles at Y/N* You act surprised, cara mia. I’m already the mother of all of the dolls in this house.

Y/N: *Laughs* Oh yeah, you are! *Starts to help gather ingredients* What are you making, anyway?

Donna: A meal fitting for a new family member: Spaghetti with bolognese. I’m going to use my mother’s recipe.

Y/N: *Licks their lips* Yummy! But Eliza would probably be just as happy with the spaghetti that comes in those little cans. Maybe we can stock up on them the next time I go to Duke’s!

Donna: …

Y/N: …

Donna: *Turns and stares daggers at Y/N* You should leave my kitchen before I say something I’ll regret, Y/N.

Y/N: *Yelps in terror and runs out as fast as they can*

Note: Y/N never learns their lesson about how picky Donna is when it comes to Italian food.

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therapycat21 · 5 months

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All Right Now Epilogue

Oh my heart, it is officially over! but I will still be writing blurbs about them! much love, TherapyCat21 >;;< I hope you all enjoyed!!!!!

Travis Kelce x Famous!Reader Description: The reader catches the eye of famous footballer Travis.

Warnings: None

Social Media AU

3 Years Later

Exactly Three years today, since the wedding and everything has been over the moon great since, my documentary came out and it was an absolute hit, everyone loved the authenticity and the heartbreak to it it was amazing to see all of the love. Travis is still playing football for the Chiefs and has been doing so good.

But anyhow, so far everything has been great, there was amazing feedback after the announcement of the wedding but of course the negative is sitting there to but other then that it’s been great. We have celebrated Thanksgiving all together and Christmas is in the next two days and Travis and I have been cleaning and decorating like crazy since we offered to host this year.

“Hey babe? How much did santa’s sleigh cost?” Travis asks me from where he is fixing the christmas decorations. I look after to see the smirk on his face, knowing where this is going “I don’t know babe, what?” I ask sarcastically, he has been making corny christmas jokes the past few days. He can barely tell the rest of the joke as he is giggling “absolutely nothing, it was on the house” still weezing froom his own joke, I can’t help but giggle because of the reaction it was giving him.

“You are so corny but I love it” I laugh.

Christmas Day

“Are you sure you placed the plates right on the table? Remember the big colorful Christmas one goes on the bottom and the small one with the reindeer goes on top with the utensils” I explain already out of breath. I get an obnoxious loud groan in response “Baby, how many times do I need to tell you, everything is and has been placed exactly how you want, the plates, the lights, that little Christmas village on the mantel, everything” he reassures me. Travis walks over placing his big warm hands on my shoulders “Breath baby, I promise everything is gonna be amazing you don’t have anything to worry about, I promise” I melt into him subconsciously pulling him into a hug.

I give a deep sigh “thank you, I’m sorry, it’s just everyone is coming over here this year and I don’t wanna mess it up, it’s my first time hosting something as big as this holiday and I want it to be perfect.” I tell him, He rubs my back comfortingly, kissing the top of my head “And it will be” he says before we hear the doorbell, I can feel my stomach drop from anxiety and ring my hands to try and release the tension “Okay, Let’s do this”. He gives me a nod before placing one last kiss on the top of my head before heading to open the door and welcome the giant Kelce/L/n family.

Dinner

“This ham is absolutely amazing y/n” Donna says from her seat at the table. I look up from plate blushing under the appreciation. “Thank you so much, I was stressed making sure it was absolutely perfect for everyone” I reply, everyone nods “it’s so good, we gotta take some home tonight” my mom says with what looks like a proud smile on her face. We go back to eating before I see Trav grabs his cup and stand up, gaining the attention of the table.

He clears his throat “I just wanna give a quick toast to everyone here, I wanna tell you all that I love you and it has been an amazing year and I can’t wait for the next, I wanna tell Y/n that I absolutely adore you and everything you do or have done for me and for everyone and I admire you so much baby, and to my momma, we love you so much, and I wouldn’t be here if it wasnt for you, Jason and dad and I’m so grateful to everyone at the table, I love you” he raises his glass after he finishes. The girls aww and the table laughs from the adorable moment. I look over to Travis before reaching over and giving him a quick loving kiss before plopping back into my seat.

We continue dinner, laughing and joking around before I bring out the homemade hot cocoa and Travis turns on the fire, we all move to sit on the couches by the fire to relax more before we get into presents. But of course since there are kids here they are very inpatient little humans.

We see the two younger girls run into the living room right to Kylie and Jason jumping up and down “we wanna open presents!” the repeat before Kylie looks over to Travis and I for agreement, we nod as the girls cheer before running to sit on the floor by the tree. “Okay, okay, let me and your mom finds and separate all the presents okay?” I tell them as we start separating the gifts by person.

The girls open all of their gifts, already opening some of the toys and playing with them on the floor. We had gotten my parents a nice new kitchen set with organizers (mom has been on organization tiktok for a while), Travis had gotten his parents some new handmade coffee mugs, we had also gotten engraved cups for Jason and Ky too.

Donna handmade a new pair of sweaters for me and Travis with our names on them (Weasley style lol!) After everyone settled down after opening their gifts it was only me and Travis last. Travis jumped up, running over to the tree to grab his gift “My turn! Here you go baby.” he tells me handing me the gift box. I smile at him before ripping the wrapping off and opening the unnamed box. It was a pair of keys, I look up confused before he gestured me to stand up and guide everyone to the driveway. He opens the door, and there in all of it’s glory is the dream car I've wanted since I was a teenager. “Oh my god” is all I can say, I’m starstruck by its beauty especially with all of my favorite flowers flowing out of it. I turn back to him jumping into his embrace plastering his face in kisses and repeated I love you’s.

He lets me go, softly putting me back onto the ground “now there’s no way you can top that” he says jokingly, I give him an irridiculous look “You wanna bet?” I ask smirking before nudging everyone back into the living room.

“Okay I’m gonna need everyone to sit down, especially you mama, and mama donna” I get a scared look in return from both mothers. I place Travis directly in the center of the couch before reaching behind the tree and finding my hidden present. I walk back over and softly hand him the box “all I’m gonna say is I love you with everything I have” I say softly before giving him a chaste kiss on the cheek. He nods softly before popping the box lid open, he barely has the box lid off before he gasps “no way” is all he can say before dropping the box next to him on the couch and jumping up to pull me into a hug plastering my cheeks with kisses.

“What, what is it?” I hear my mom and donna say before I look over Travis shoulder to see Kylie had grabbed the box and looked at me with tears, “are you serious?” she asks. I nod with watery eyes and smile. She looks over at the rest of the family before holding up the newborn-sized Chiefs onesie.

All I can hear is everyone gasping and crying in joy before my attention is brought back to Travis “I can’t believe this.” He says with tears falling down his cheeks “Are you okay, are you happy?” I ask smiling at him. He nods excitedly a smile breaking out on his face “Are you kidding, baby I don’t think I’ve ever been happier, oh my god” I laugh at him before breaking our embrace and our family starts to congratulate us, my mom, donna, and Kylie crying, I can even see a few tears forming in Jason's eyes before Jason says “now you know what this baby’s first word is gonna be right?” he smirks, we look at him before he says

“All right now”

It is officially over! but there will be blurbs and more if requested but other than that. Thank you to everyone who has liked, reblogged, or commented on this series showing love, I absolutely adore you all and appreciate you all. Thank you!!!

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zeroone-eleven · 4 months

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Daniela Dimitrescu (Resident Lover) Headcanons:

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Requested? ❌

"Naiintindihan ko naman, iniiwasan mo lang masaktan."

"I understand, that you're just avoiding being hurt."

Summary: Headcanons about Daniela Dimitrescu (+ MC Romance Route so this contains Filipino Pop Culture references and Tagalog words. Translations will be provided in the Author's Note section at the end of the work.)

Warnings: Minor Angst (Bela's cameos), Suggestive themes, SPOILERS FOR DANIELA'S ROUTE!

Genre: RomCom, Fluff, Slice of Life, Minor Angst

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Regular Headcanons:

Secretly a fan of "Mama Mia".

Listens to Taylor Swift's calmer songs when she's cruising on her skateboard.

Daniela is the kind of girlfriend to go all out every day. Even in just the little ways.

She always has a family picture of her sisters and her mother in her jacket pocket.

Never fails to put on perfume.

Has boards specifically for cruising at night.

Those boards have wheels that light up.

Has scars on her knees, chin, shoulders, and elbows from flying off her board countless of times.

Doesn't tap her skateboard against the ground to clap for her skating bros.

Opting instead to clap normally with her back in perfect posture, like she was clapping for a theatre play instead of a skateboarding competition.

The Dimitrescu sisters were brought up to be classy after all.

MC Romance Headcanons:

MC asked her to teach them how to take care of a board once.

Daniela cried when MC gifted her a custom skateboard put together by their own hands, the bottom painted with a scenery of the local skate park.

She hangs it up on the wall, never taking it out for rides.

Simply thinking of the masterpiece sustaining scrapes sends Daniela to tears.

Whenever she wakes up before MC, she wakes them up with gentle kisses.

Most times her kisses will litter MC's face with fleeting speed. MC wakes up with laughter on these days.

Sometimes her kisses are placed on MC's neck, and on their collarbone.

On days like these, MC wakes up pinned to the mattress.

Their eyes would open to Daniela hovering over them with something in her eyes. As if the beastly nature she got rid of left pieces of itself within her.

She also tries to make them breakfast or dinner at least twice a week, it never goes well.

The food of choice either ends up undercooked, or overcooked (Burnt)

MC once woke up at night to singing, and to a steady thumping on her room's table.

They opened their eyes to find Daniela singing them a love song, using their study table as a cajun box.

"Bro, I love you but... What the hell is happening right now?" Dani beams at the question, halting her singing and drumming to place her hands on her hips.

"Glad you asked babe-bro! I was bored, couldn't sleep, and had the internet at my full disposal, so found this little thing from your culture called 'Harana'!"

"... Bro, I- Appreciate the sentiment but I'm pretty sure that Harana is done by singing from outside the house, facing the window?"

Dani smiles, bright and sheepish and unapologetic and MC finds herself falling in love again. "Yeah true, but the thing is: We live on the 4th floor of this building and I'm honestly not sure if my voice could carry that far.."

Yes, MC and Daniela call each other "Bro" as an ode to their friends-to-lovers journey.

Daniela tries to sneakily pick out flowers for MC from the Campus bushes ever since going to her Aunt Donna's Flower shop was rendered impossible.

Bela caught her once, and dragged her sister to her council room office for an earful of a lecture.

"Just what do you think you're doing, desecrating University property like that?"

"Picking out flowers for MC, what of it?"

"You're just going to hand it over to them with it looking like that?"

Daniela bristles at the punctuation, her temper flaring. But just as she opens her mouth to defend her relationship, Bela walks over to her work table and whips around to face Daniela with a pair of stationary scissors.

"You've got to remove the thorns first, along with some of the leaves at the bottom of the stem. I've got to some spare colored paper in one of my desk drawers, we'll wrap it up in those once we're done pruning these. We may not be Aunt Donna but we can atleast do our best to make this presentable."

Daniela stops asking her eldest sister for favors using blackmail after that.

Bela smiles and Daniela can't quite place why her sister's smile sort of looks forced and bittersweet (She remembers still.)

The youngest Dimitrescu chalks it up to her sister helping her out despite being uninterested in romance. (She wants them, always will. But in this loop MC's with her sister so she keeps herself away.)

(Bela may be heartless but her nature is always selfless.)

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01-11's debated heart loves this particular skaterbro with an undocumented softness.

Tagalog Words - Translations:

Harana - a courtship act of singing to your intended from outside of their house to ask for permission and for their hand.

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billys-pretty-babe · 1 year

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Hi 🤍 I have a request if you don't mind... So, remember that scene in season 2 where Billy enters the room and and sees Max getting ready for the Snowball ?

I believe that Neil punished Billy for not bringing Max home that night. I think in addition to hitting him, he probably also forbade him to go to that ball. I mean, everyone is preparing for the ball but him: he's not ready at all and doesn't seem to be about to go out.

And that's where my idea came from. Could you write a fic where Reader, who is best friends with Billy, decides to secretly visit him that night (through the window) and keep him company instead of going to the Snowball because she really likes him and doesn't want him to be alone ? In the end they have an amazing time together (laughing, listening to music and maybe slow-dancing too) and Billy is all flustered because he didn't expect anyone to think of him that way. 🥺🤍🤍🤍

May I Have This Dance?

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Summary : ^^^^^

Warnings : Swearing, Billy calls the reader babe, Neil Hargrove shows up at the end for a brief moment.

Word Count : 907

A/N : Requests are open. Thank you @moonlightfountain for the request, I hope I did your beautiful idea justice!!

The Snowball, something that every teen looked forward to but not that everyone could afford. You knew that Max was going to go along with Billy who had two different girls to take.

"Why do you even need two dates?" Billy chuckled, "One for each arm, babe."

You knew there was an incident but that was all you knew. You drove past the school, everything lit up, girls in their dresses and boys in their slacks and nice shirts as you drove to Cherry Lane. Billy's Camaro was on the road, Neil's truck was nowhere to be seen. You drove to your friend's house a few houses down before walking to Billy's house.

Once you made it you tested his window, seeing that it was unlocked before carefully sliding it open and climbing through. Billy laid on his bed, cigarette between his slightly chapped lips, Motley Crue Shout At The Devil vinyl playing in the corner of his room. "B," he looked over at you, his eye beginning to bruise a little. "What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the stupid dance?" You shook your head, shutting his window.

"Vickie said you cancelled so I came over here to check on you." He nodded, blowing out the mouthful of smoke, "Well, I'm alive, you can leave now." You rolled your eyes and made your way to his bed, the bed was small but you made it work. He looked at you, "Why are you still here? You have a date." You waved him off, "He'll understand, you're me important to me than some stupid dance plus we still have prom to go to so I'm not missing anything important."

He nodded and put out the cigarette before he turned to you, "Was Vickie mad?" You laughed, "I think she was more mad at the fact that you had two dates." He laughed with you, his nose scrunching a little. Vince Neil sang in the background as you both talked. "Okay but what fruit do you think you'd be?" Billy raised a brow, "A fruit?" You nodded and he hummed, pretending to think. "Pineapple, I use it to make my cum taste good." Your jaw dropped, you couldn't help it and Billy cackled, trying not to fall off of his bed.

"Are you serious?" He laughed and shook his head, "No, just pulling your leg but your reaction was priceless." You shook your head, flicking him off. "Can I change the record?" Billy nodded and you sifted through his contained of them, making comments here and there, "Donna Summer?" Billy laughed, "Hey, don't judge. I don't judge you for your weird obsession with rockstars." You rolled your eyes and grabbed the She Works Hard For the Money record and you turned up the volume a little and you laid back down, the record sleeve in your hand so you could see the tracklist.

Every song had passed before I Do Believe (I Feel In Love) and you stood up. "May I have this dance," you asked, putting your hand out and Billy raised a brow, "You serious?" You nodded, "As serious as you are about that car out there." He laughed and stood up, taking your hand in his and he turned up the volume once more. He kicked his bed a little to make room to dance considering he had the smallest room in the house.

You and me, we're together.

He pulled you to his body quickly, taking you by surprise. "I don't know how to dance." You laughed, "Me neither." You both laughed and swayed to the music.

I do believe I fell in love.

He quickly spun you before catching your hip in his hand and one of your hands moved to his shoulder as you held the other as you guys danced around the room.

Oh let me love you. Oh let me kiss you. Baby, I'm fallin', your love is a callin'.

"You trust me?" "Sometimes." He laughed and spun you again before dipping you slowly, his curls falling to frame both of your faces. Your breath hitched, your eyes searching his blue ones, his pupils dilating and he leaned in a little before the front door slammed shut and you both quickly pulled away a little, you trying to catch your footing and he quietly apologized and turned his music down.

"Billy," Neil yelled out and Billy looked at you, his eyes sad. "Go home, I can deal with him." You nodded and squeezed his hand, making sure you had your jacket before climbing out of his window and you jogged to your car. You took backroads back to your house, thinking about what had just happened.

Was Billy going to kiss you? Would you have let him kiss you? Is Billy attracted to you? Is that why his pupils dilated?

You asked yourself questions until you got back home and continued to ask them as you made your way to your bedroom. You got yourself ready for bed and as you laid down you came to your conclusion.

You're in love with your best friend.

You sighed and looked at your bedside table to see a picture of Billy as Lover's Lake as he looked at the stars, the cherry of the cigarette lit up as he took a pull from it. You smiled, admiring the picture before you fell asleep, wondering how Billy felt about you.

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aphverse-confessions · 6 months

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still can't get over the fact that donna and logan literally never got a house. aph promised to get them house and she never did. babe house was demolished there was a fifth two story house sitting there empty since the four house street was remodeled and she gave it to nicole??? besties were literally raising a child out of a 2×3 merchant stall at the end if s1.

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callsigns-haze · 10 days

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Short love: Chp 12

Summary: The is about widowed father Bradley Bradshaw who enlists his brother-in-law Jake Seresin and childhood best friend Robert Floyd to help raise his three daughters, eldest Donna Jo Margaret (D.J for short), middle child Stephanie and youngest Michelle in his San Diego home.

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Warning: Fluff, flirting

Jake and Y/n sat together in the bathroom, the silence of the empty house enveloping them. Y/n held the pregnancy test in her hand, her heart heavy with anticipation and fear. With a deep breath, she glanced at the result, and disappointment washed over her as she saw the negative sign once again.

Jake placed a comforting hand on Y/n's shoulder, his own disappointment mirroring hers. "I'm sorry, babe," he murmured softly, his voice filled with empathy.

Y/n sighed, her shoulders slumping with the weight of their shared disappointment. "I was really hoping this time would be different," she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness.

Jake pulled her into a gentle embrace, holding her close as they processed their emotions together. "I know, sweetheart," he whispered, his heart aching for her. "But we'll keep trying. We'll get through this together."

With a heavy heart and a renewed determination, Y/n leaned into Jake's embrace, finding solace in his comforting presence. And as they faced this latest setback together, they knew that their love and resilience would carry them through whatever challenges lay ahead.

Jake leaned down, his voice gentle and reassuring as he spoke to Y/n, his heart breaking at her distress. "Hey, it's okay," he whispered, his words a soothing balm to her wounded spirit. "You haven't let me down, not for a second."

He lifted her chin gently, meeting her eyes with a tender gaze filled with love and understanding. "We're in this together, remember? Whatever happens, we'll face it as a team. And no matter what, I'll always be here for you."

Y/n's eyes welled up with tears, overwhelmed by Jake's unwavering support and love. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, finding comfort in his embrace. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

Jake held her close, his heart swelling with love for this remarkable woman beside him. As they clung to each other in the quiet of the bathroom, they knew that together, they could weather any storm. And with Jake by her side, Y/n found strength in the midst of her disappointment, knowing that they would face whatever the future held together, hand in hand.

Jake gently scooped up his fiancée, cradling her in his arms as he carried her out of the bathroom. He laid her down on the bed, his touch tender and comforting as he rubbed her back soothingly.

"It's going to be okay, sweetheart," he murmured softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "We're in this together, remember? We'll figure it out, no matter what."

Y/n nestled into Jake's comforting embrace, finding solace in the warmth of his presence. She closed her eyes, letting his reassuring words wash over her like a healing balm.

With each gentle stroke of his hand, Y/n felt a sense of calm wash over her. In that moment, she knew that no matter the challenges they faced, they would overcome them together. And as Jake continued to comfort her, she felt a glimmer of hope begin to stir within her heart, knowing that their love would guide them through even the darkest of times.

Jake continued to rub Y/n's back in gentle circles, his touch a steady source of comfort as they lay together on the bed. He leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment before he whispered, "I love you, Y/n. And I'm here for you, no matter what."

Y/n's heart swelled with love at Jake's words, feeling the warmth of his affection enveloping her like a protective shield. She reached up to cup his cheek, gazing into his eyes with gratitude and love. "I love you too, Jake," she replied, her voice filled with emotion.

In that tender moment, surrounded by their love for each other, Y/n felt a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that with Jake by her side, they could face any challenge that came their way. And as they lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, they found solace in the simple yet profound bond they shared.

As they lay there together, Jake softly hummed a soothing melody, his voice a gentle lullaby that seemed to ease the tension from Y/n's body. She closed her eyes, letting herself be enveloped by the comforting sound, feeling the stress and disappointment of the day slowly melt away.

With each tender touch and whispered assurance, Y/n felt her spirits lifting. Jake's unwavering support and love were like a beacon of light in the darkness, guiding her through the stormy seas of uncertainty.

In the quiet intimacy of their shared moment, Y/n found herself filled with a renewed sense of hope. She knew that while their journey might have its challenges, as long as they faced them together, they could weather any storm.

Wrapped in Jake's embrace, surrounded by his love, Y/n felt a sense of peace settle over her. And as they lay there together, she knew that no matter what the future held, they would always find strength in each other's arms.

As the minutes passed in their intimate cocoon, Jake's soothing presence and gentle caresses began to work their magic on Y/n's frazzled nerves. She felt herself gradually letting go of the tension that had gripped her, surrendering to the warmth and comfort of Jake's embrace.

In the soft glow of the bedroom, their breathing synchronized in a rhythm of shared tranquility. Y/n's mind drifted away from worries and disappointment, focusing instead on the love and connection she shared with Jake.

With each passing moment, she felt a renewed sense of gratitude for the man beside her, for his unwavering support and boundless love. In his arms, she found sanctuary from the storms of life, a safe haven where she could be vulnerable and true to herself.

As they lay there together, Y/n realized that it wasn't just about the outcome of a pregnancy test or the uncertainties of the future. It was about the profound bond they shared, the strength of their love, and the resilience of their spirits.

With a contented sigh, Y/n nestled closer to Jake, feeling his heartbeat steady and reassuring beneath her cheek. In this moment of quiet intimacy, she knew that no matter what challenges they faced, they would always find solace and strength in each other's arms.

As the evening stretched on, Jake and Y/n remained cocooned in their own little world of comfort and love. They shared stories, whispered secrets, and laughed softly together, the weight of disappointment slowly lifting from Y/n's shoulders with each passing moment.

Jake's gentle touch and soothing words worked wonders, helping Y/n find peace amidst the turmoil of her emotions. He listened attentively to her fears and worries, offering reassurance and encouragement with every word he spoke.

With each tender gesture, Y/n felt her heart swell with gratitude for the man who stood by her side, unwavering in his support and devotion. She knew that no matter what challenges they faced, as long as they faced them together, they could overcome anything.

In the warmth of Jake's embrace, Y/n found solace and strength, a beacon of light in the darkness of uncertainty. And as they lay there together, wrapped in each other's arms, she felt a deep sense of peace settle over her soul.

In that moment, surrounded by love and warmth, Y/n knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be. And with Jake by her side, she felt ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that their love would always guide them through.

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multifandomfix · 18 days

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Donna Noble Fluff Alphabet

A = Affection (Are they physically affectionate in public or just in private?)

For Donna, it’s both. She doesn’t get too crazy out in public, but she loves to hold your hand when you peruse the shops and maybe give you a kiss on the cheek.

B = Babe (What would they use as pet names? Do they use them a lot?)

Donna definitely uses pet names. She has loads, some being inside jokes between the two of you, and you can almost always tell what she wants or what kind of mood she’s in by which one she uses.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Big cuddler, Donna is. She’ll claim she’s not like that, but put a movie on and she’s pressed right up against your side and will absolutely pout until you put an arm around her.

D = Domestic (What’s it like living with them? Do they do their share of chores?)

Truly never a dull moment living with Donna. Something is always going on, and while she does do her fair share of the housework, you pick up the slack in reminding her where she put all her stuff.

E = Easy (What is the easiest way to win their heart?)

Just love her unconditionally and tell her often. Sometimes she struggles a bit with self doubt and a reminder of how much you love her can really ease that part of her mind.

F = Fun (Where do they take you for fun? Are they flirty?)

She loves a carnival. Big or small, doesn’t matter. If there’s games to be played and junk food to eat, she’s in. She’s flirty in a banter-like sort of way. If you can keep up with her, then you have her interest.

G = Gifts (Are they a gift giver? What kind of gifts do they give?)

Yeah, on occasion. If she sees something in a shop that she know you’ll get a kick out of and will make you laugh, she’ll probably buy it for you and put it somewhere in the house for you to find.

H = History (What’s their relationship history like? Do they have any plans on settling down?)

She hasn’t had the best track record (and she doesn’t always like to talk about it) but she hasn’t given up on love. She’d love to settle down and have a family. It’s always been something that’s important to her.

I = I Love You (Who says I love you first?)

She will, impulsively, and then frantically try and pretend that she did not, in fact, just do that very thing. You’ll laugh it off and kiss her to shut her up long enough for you to tell her you love her too.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

She can get a little jealous. It comes from that deep rooted insecurity that still rears its ugly head from time to time. Mostly when she’s jealous, she pouts, pretends to be mad at you until you really have a chance to talk it over.

K = Kids (How are they around children? Would they want some of their own?)

She’s great with kids, though older children she has a better time getting on with. She definitely wants some of her own. Not too many. One or two would be fine enough with her.

L = Love Language (How do they show their love to you?)

She goes between quality time and acts of service. She’ll volunteer herself for the chores you hate most or put on a movie you both love just so you can sit together and watch it while you talk a bit.

M = Meet (How did they meet you?)

She quite literally bumped into you going down the street. There was a mess of picking stuff up afterward and then when you met her eyes, you knew you wanted to get to know her.

N = Nurture (Are they good at taking care of you if you’re hurt/sick?)

Mostly. She plays at being annoyed at having to be your nurse, but she’s great at it and laughing at her rolling her eyes and plodding off to get you something makes you feel just a little better.

O = Options (What are some things they would like in a partner?)

Just someone loyal, who loves her as she is. Being organized would be a plus, but not something she considers a requirement.

P = Protective (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

She doesn’t consider herself the hero type, but if she cares for you, she’s the first person to step between you and any kind of danger, even if it means putting herself at risk.

Q = Quirk (What small habit/feature/quirk do they have that you find especially endearing?)

That glint she gets in her eye when she’s teasing someone, especially if it’s you or the Doctor. You just seem to find it so irresistible.

R = Realization (When and what makes them realize they’re in love?)

The moment where she blurts out her first “I love you” is also the moment she realizes she means it. It’s just something that fell out so casually. She hadn’t been thinking of when to say it. It would have felt too forced that way. So that’s how she knows it’s real.

S = Sentimental (Are they the sentimental type? What things hold sentimentality for them?)

She’s totally sentimental. She’ll save any small thing to remember a significant event in her life, unless it’s literal trash, then it goes right in the bin, sentimental memory or not.

T = Try (In what ways do they support or help you?)

Whatever your goals are in life, she wants to help you achieve them. Whether it’s helping you study a subject you’re passionate about or encouraging you to pursue your hobbies, she’s your hype girl.

U = Unique (What’s something they’d only do for you?)

Stop traveling with the Doctor. You’d never ask her to, however, and you’re always welcome to come along when they set off somewhere. But she would stop if you ever asked her to.

V = Vacation (Where would they take you on vacation? What would you do?)

She’d take you anywhere you wanted to go, though she’d prefer something tropical and spa-like. Relax and sightsee would be on the agenda anywhere you went.

W = Wardrobe (What would they wear to impress you?)

Anything with a bit of cleavage. You told her once that it was distracting and she’s never stopped using it against you since. Not that you mind, of course.

X = XOXO (How do they kiss?)

Surprise kisses are Donna’s bread and butter. She loves springing a kiss on you when you least expect it. The more wide eyed and blushing she leaves you, the happier it makes her.

Y = Yes (How do you/they propose?)

You get her a ring that looks like the galaxy and get the Doctor in on the proposal. He takes you somewhere beautiful and you tell her she means more to you than the entire universe and ask her to marry you. She’s crying, the Doctor is crying and it’s all very romantic.

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

Donna snores a little, but not every night. Usually only when she’s really knackered. It’s hardly ever disruptive of your own sleep. And it’s adorable when she tries to deny that she snores at all.

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toomuchracket · 8 months

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omg d word matty coming back from like an event to urs (maybe a bit after the angst/age gap sitch) and he’s a bit drunk tbh and he’s just mumbling about how he’s so scared of fucking it up with u. like he’s still lowkey worried he’s messed it up completely after pulling the whole ghosting u thing and ur just there reassuring him for the millionth time n running ur hands thru his hair whilst he sits between ur legs like a sad lil puppy lols (I’m a sucker for post angst comfort frrrr)

ok, you're actually dating at this point - not quite at the l word stage, but you've done weekends away together and you have drawers and wardrobe space for your clothes/a set of toiletries and skincare and a toothbrush in each other's houses... basically, it's getting serious. and, crucially, you're both really fucking happy! anyway, matty gets an invite for a london fashion week event one friday night, him and george going to some dinner then menswear collection show and drinks reception thing afterward, and he's popped into the office on his way just to say hi to you before you go home for the night (and to get an ego boost from you telling him how hot he looks lol). you fix his tie for him, and matty's a bit mopey like "wish you were coming with me, babe. far less fun without you"; you kiss him softly like "nahhhh, go out and have some fun, it'll be good. and if you wanna pop round to mine after it, feel free - i'm in the whole night, so just show up whenever you're done, and you can tell me all about it". he smiles, agrees, then kisses you goodbye and dashes off because he's running late lol. and like, fair enough, the dinner is nice and the show is good and it's lovely to spend time with george and catch up with some people he hasn't seen in ages, but the whole time matty keeps thinking about how he's out on a friday night while you're at home, which makes him think about the angsty moment/almost breakup he instigated a few months ago, and all of a sudden he's wracked with guilt over how he treated you that weekend and starting to panic about the fact he's out and you're not and going into a little spiral about potentially being a hypocrite and fucking up your relationship again (which is the last thing he wants to do). he stays at the afterparty for an hour before the need to see you becomes unbearable, but drinks as if he was there for double that time - when you open your door, wet-haired and wearing his grey santa cruz hoodie and smiling when you see him, matty's tipsy and a little bit melancholy. you usher him in and give him a hug, which he reciprocates with a "missed you, sweetheart. how's your evening been?", and you're like "it's been nice, actually. had a bit of a pamper, opened some wine, watched the west wing. nowhere near as fun as your night, i'm sure lol. was it good?"; matty smiles and says "was ok. clothes were good. food was nice. but your night sounds better. you cool if i crash it, baby?", and you're like "mhmm. go get changed and i'll get us some wine", and matty obliges. when he heads back into your living room, you open your arms and he slots between them on the couch, and the two of you watch josh and donna banter for a bit before matty speaks - he's like "baby, we're ok, right?", looking up at you, and you're like "i think so. why? am i doing something wrong?", a little bit nervy. matty kisses your hand like "no, no, darling, i just...", and he pauses before quietly continuing "i'm just worried that i am, s'all. fucked up big-time when i ghosted you and tried to end it a few months back, and i'm just scared, i guess, that i'll fuck it again somehow. wanna be good for you, be enough. nah, actually, not enough - wanna be right for you, the best i can be, and i'm scared i'm not". you wrap your arms around matty and kiss the top of his head like "oh, baby, please don't worry like that. we're good, we really are. that was just a little blip", and matty's like "really?" - you softly card your fingers through his hair, which makes him hum contentedly and close his eyes, as you say "really. we're good. great, even. you're the best i could ever want, all i could ever need. and if you messed up, you'd hear about it from me immediately lol". matty giggles at that like "oh, i know i would. s'one of the things i like most about you, sweetheart. your hugging ability is also up there, tbh", and you smile like "speaking of... wanna watch the rest of this episode doing some of that in my bed instead of down here?", and matty's like "absolutely". yeah, it's very sweet <3

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