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f10werfae · 1 year

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Sugar Plum Princess

pairing: Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Short!Shy!Wife

summary: Y/n feels a little under the weather after a snow day so Henry gives his sweet shy wife a taste of his special “medicine” (Major Dom Henry)

Disclaimer: Story is completely fictional and may contain inappropriate content

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“Bunny, what were ya doin’ out there? Shoulda be in here gettin’ warm with me” Henry grumbled helping his precious little wife strip out of her white winter suit, her giggles filling his ears every time he’d lightly spank her ass and jiggle it in his warm hands. “M’sorry never seen snow so thick before! Look, Look!” She squealed excitedly showing him the cute selfies she had taken with her snowman she’d named ‘Hen Bear’ after him.

“Don’t ya jus look adorable sweet pea? Gonna send these to me alright?” He smirked seeing how irresistible she looked, the fact that she was all his and his alone made his cock twitch. Y/n on the other hand had butterflies zooming in her stomach, feeling one of her husbands hands fondling her ass while the other was busy typing on her new phone.

“Really pretty?” She twinkled twirling on her toes, her hands holding onto his blue t-shirt, standing on her toes to nuzzle into his neck; the scruff of his beard scratching her ever so gently. “The prettiest baby” He cooed cupping the back of her head, throwing her phone onto the armchair at the corner of their bedroom. “Now come on, get into bed before ya get a cold sweetpea” Clad in only a flimsy thong and a bra, Y/n found herself being smothered by cuddles and kisses once Henry had tucked them both into the mess of blankets; not that she was complaining she absolutely loved cuddles.

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“Now what did I say about yesterday bunbun?” Henry asked setting down a cup of apple juice by the bed, Y/n’s tired eyes looking up at him lovingly as his fingers brushed over her face. “N-not to go out, but but, the snow s’pretty and I hadta” Y/n mumbled nuzzling herself into the comforters, causing Henry’s heart to crack itself open a tiny bit, his sugar babe was sick and he couldn’t do anything about it.

Earlier on in the wee hours of the morning Y/n had broken into a fever, one which Henry spotted when he turned her over to face him. At the start of their relationship Y/n had always asked that if she turned away from Henry while asleep, he was to turn her around and make sure he was cuddling her, or else as she said “I’ll be really angry and won’t talk to you ever again!” Which was a complete lie because when that did happen, Henry had acted cold as if he didn’t care, ultimately breaking sweet Y/n’s heart; leading him to snatch her up in his arms to show her how much he loved her in their beloved bedroom. “My sweet little wife, ya know you’re all mine right? No one else can have ya but me”

After helping her to take a sip of apple juice, Henry went to his side of the bed and was about to slip in. “Nuh-uh mister, y-you can get sick n’ I don’t wan’ you sick” Y/n squealed cornering herself to the edge of the bed, her legs kicking at Henry to keep him away from her. “No fucking kicking me honey” He grumbled grabbing onto each of her ankles, making her whimper and cower at his massive build. Using his sheer strength he dragged her to him, revealing her naked body, which felt hot to the touch; making Henry wince.

“B-but you’re gonna feel icky if ya come near me H-Hen”

“I don’t give a fuck sugar, you’re my little sugar plum n’ if I wanna cuddle on ya then I will. Do you not want me anymore?” Henry taunted, using his manipulative tone, seeing his bunbun’s mouth fall open and head shake rapidly from

side to side before she let out a loud sob. “O-ow” She whimpered holding onto her head due to the migraines, Henry scoffed before bending down and cradling her head to his chest, “S’okay baby, sometimes your brain is all foggy cause ya too precious, and ya need your husband to clear it”

His hands reached down and felt her hot wet juices start to leak out of her, her second set of lips warm and slick for him. “w-what are you doing b-bear? M’still feelin’ icky” She whined, her arms around his shoulders, her glossy eyes peering into his as his lips softly rubbed themselves against hers; to a point where she had taken initiative and let her tongue run over his lips to coax his out.

“Thought you still felt icky baby?” Henry pulled away, chuckling when he felt her legs lock around his waist to keep him closer, soft whines leaving her as she wiggled in his grasp. “S-stop teasing and bein’ a meanie Hen! W-want you to make the fogginess go away” She whimpered, her cheeks hot to touch along with the rest of her body.

“Course honey, I know jus’ how to make it go away, jus’ let daddy have some of his sweet treat, s’that okay bunbun?” He whispered nudging his nose against hers cutely, his heart clenching when she wrinkled her nose and nodded giddily. “Y-ya promise it’ll work?”

She asked worried, “Have I ever lied to ya sugar?”

“N-no”

Not that she knew anyway.

“S’okay baby, c’mere” Henry grunted, both of them were on their sides facing each other, his hand lifting her leg up whilst his cock slipped through her pussy lips, coating itself in all her goodness. “I-is it bad? Am-am I gonna havta see a doctor?” She asked nervously in between not so subtle moans, her hole was practically clenching around nothing.

“After a’ treat your pussy baby, you won’t need a doctor, promise” Henry smirked fitting his cock into her wet warm fuckhole, her hands around his torso, while his groped and massaged her ass like the rough lumberjack he was. “Let me taste those lips baby, stick that tongue out for me too bunny” His open mouth clamping on top of hers, his spit mixing in with her between their lips as she sucked on his tongue.

Pulling their lips apart, her lips were still wrapped around his tongue, sucking on it as if it was her favourite strawberry sucker, her eyes as wide as saucers as she looked up at him as if he was the most amazing thing in the world. “Do ya want some of my medicine baby, promise it’ll make all the ickiness go away” “Mhm wan’ it all da- Hen” She said wide eyed nodding her head,

“Open wide wifey, n’ swallow” He said bringing one hand to cup her jaw, her mouth forming a circle as he spat into his lewdly, feeling his lover’s hole clench at the nickname he called her. After all these months she still found herself getting giddy snd excited anytime he’d call her his wife, “m’ your wife n’ you’re my husband” She’d say at least once a day, almost as if she couldn’t believe it.

Swallowing his saliva readily, Y/n’s eyes had rolled to the back of her head as Henry’s thrusts were deeper and slower, the nestle of curls on his cock itching her clit to a point of rawness, his balls slapping her like it was his hand. “Good girl, gon’ make ya all better honey, promise” He moaned feeling her lips all over his neck, her tongue lazily drawing over it letting it shine with her spit.

“L-love you s-so much, f-feels fuzzy n’ warm” Y/n hiccuped, her own fingers reaching down to hold her lips wider open, letting Henry’s thumb press down directly onto her swollen nub, “Oh- fuck” She gasped while his thumb rubbed rougher circles on her precious sensitive button, “language sugar” He snarked spitting onto her bouncing breasts, licking them up as his thrusts didn’t let down once.

“Fuck baby your tits are so pretty, your nipples beggin’ to be sucked on” He mocked laughing slightly, his lips surrounding a hardened bud while she pressed her tits smothering his face, letting him motorboat her soft pillows; fuck was he in love with his gorgeous wife, n’ he couldn’t help but feel proud at how easy it was for him to get her.

“Imagine these fleshy tits full of milk, all swollen and ready” His mouth greedily moved between each breast, her voice whining and whimpering at each of his filthy words. “N-nothin but my little hole, always so needy and wantin’ attention, but it’s okay baby, i’ll give ya everything ya need” He groaned looking straight back at her, his shaft nearly giving in with each clench and push, her tongue laying out with her eyes rolling back; her lips mumbling incoherent words , “Wan’ it so bad” “m’just your hole b-bear” “W-would you t-take

my milk too, n-not just my hole?” She screamed finally creaming around his shaft, her legs kicking involuntarily while her orgasm rocked through her body. His lips raining kisses all over her face and her lips, her tongue dominating over his lazily as she seemed desperate to taste him.

“I’d take your milk just like this sugar” He moaned gently pulling out, finding the strength to straddle and hover over her torso, his thick paws pushing her tits together dirtily as his length laid in the valley between them. Y/n’s hair was splayed over the pillows majestically, her face dazed and smiley as her tongue gave kitty licks to the head of his shaft, sweat visibly dripping down her face. “W-what else?” She asked.

“I’d fuck your tits everyday bun, treat it like a second pussy, your milk squirting all over me n’ you; letting me taste your sweet treasure that ya made” His balls suddenly felt heavier, his breaths deepening each time he’d thrust and his shaft would go straight into his wife’s mouth. Her breasts surrounding him like a blanket, causing more of his “medicine” to spurt onto her gorgeous face.

“y-yummy” She whispered picking some up with her finger and licking it lewdly, Henry’s lips smashing onto hers affectionately, not caring that he was tasting himself as he licked her face clean and spat it onto her waiting tongue. “W-will I still need the doctor?”

“No honey, you’ll be alright, m’sure of it” He whispered kissing her forehead, feeling her temperature, thankfully their activities had caused her fever to break; all thanks to him. “Y-you love me right?” She asked out of the blue, her fingers twiddling with his beard shyly,

“What sorta question is that? course I do”

“W-well earlier ya didn’t say it back!” She whimpered kissing his chest softly, all over the bite marks she left. “M’sorry sugar plum, swear just forgot, your pussy is jus’ too good” He smirked causing her to giggle and hit his chest, his fingers rubbing over her stomach gently, taking the extra bit of skin in his hands and bending down to kiss and love on it. “I love you so so much” He whispered against her stomach, the part he knew she was most insecure about, but if anything he just saw it as more of her to love. His sugar plum princess.

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spacesodaa · 13 days

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HIII i don’t do asks often so i have no idea how to do this ☹️ but can i ask for a acheron x reader? i have no idea for a prompt or whatever so i’m fine with anything !! ^^

You and me both, this is my very first ask lol

Acheron x Reader - Mornings With You

Characters: Acheron, Reader

Summary: A morning with Acheron

Warnings: fluff

A/N: this is my first time writing an Acheron fic, hope you like it~

The light coming from the star system penetrated through the small window of the ship. The small ship, shared between Acheron and you, was set to orbit the star in this system placidly until you had decided what to do next.

Compared to the usual, this morning, or rather the morning calculated by the ship system clock, was quiet and peaceful. Only the hum of the engines and the soft tapping of fingers on a screen could be heard.

Acheron laid in bed on her back, with her phone in her hands and you snuggled up to her side with your head on her chest. You were clutching at her sleeping shirt quite contently, sighing from time to time with a small smile on your lips. The galaxy ranger - or the emanator of nihility, as you had known for some time - kept flicking her eyes between you and the phone, typing short bursts of text.

She was trying to keep a diary of sorts, under your suggestion, and to her surprise she had lost count of how many times she had mentioned you pretty early on. Each and every stream of thought lead back to you, often accompanied by pictures of you she had taken. She had started taking those pictures of you in different candid moments to prove to you that you were, in fact, beautiful in every moment. Even when you were wheezing in laughter, or deep in thought, or intently watching the people around you.

People watching was another passion of yours, given your nosy streak. You were incredibly curious about pretty much anything, especially how the world around you worked. You had even asked what an emanator does at some point, but unfortunately for you, Acheron didn't have a straight answer for you.

The woman gazed at you once again and in a split second decision, took a selfie of you in her arms. She quickly pasted it in the entry she was writing before pressing a light kiss on your head.

Had you told her she would be taking a selfie - a. selfie. - she would have looked at you like you had three heads.

It had been a long long time since she had felt the warmth in her chest. So long that she used to think she could never feel it again. But then you had come in her life, a chance meeting in Penacony, and absolutely buldozed the walls she had painstakingly built in her years of solitude with your sunny disposition. She had shut everything out as to not lose anything more than she already had. Acheron had lost her former lover, her world, her family. Now that she had you she was deathly afraid that you would leave her memories and her sun would disappear once again.

A grumble pulled the ranger out of her thoughts. Your hold on her tightened slightly as you yawned and further nuzzled your face in her chest.

"Baby" you muttered against her shirt.

"Yes?" Acheron replied, putting away her phone to give you her full attention. She smoothed your hair with her hand and gently carressed your head trying to coax further details.

"'m hungry" you elaborated, scrunching your face up.

"What would you like me to cook?" The woman began to shift in order to get up from your shared cot, but you whined in protest so she gave up for the moment.

"Nooo stay with me!"

"My love, I can't help you if I don't get up" Acheron said softly. You whined once again "Do you want to come with me? You can hold onto me while we prepare breakfast" that proposal seemed to appease you.

You clung onto your girlfriend as she carried you into her back with little effort. Acheron headed to the small kitchen on the ship, where she opened the fridge to check what you had available to eat.

"Waffles?" She asked. She might have not been able to remember all of your favorite things, but she sure as hell had a list on her phone. It was one of the pages of her diary and it held all your likes and dislikes so she could check it whenever her memory was screwing her over.

"Yes!" You perked up at the idea, mouth watering at the thought.

Recieving the confirmation, your girlfriend pulled up a recipe on her phone and set to work. With her deft hands it didn't take long to have a small pile of funing hot waffles on the table.

You stayed on her back until it was time to eat, when you reluctantly let go of her to gobble down the delicious breakfast.

You looked at Acheron, beaming. How did you manage to win her over was a mystery to you, you felt incredibly lucky.

"You like them?" She asked, seeing your smile.

"Yeah! But I also like you a lot" you answered cheekily.

Acheron chuckled at your answer, an amused expression adorning her usually calm face.

"So, where do we head next?"

#acheron x reader #acheron #hsr acheron #hsr x reader #hsr #hsr drabbles

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subrenaspade · 4 months

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Twisted Wonderland x Reader :No Place For Children Heartslaybul Pt. 2

This story is just some cute fluff I thought that some of you all would enjoy. There might be some cursing, that's all I can think of at the moment. The reader does have a bit of a backstory, giving her a little bit of OC vibes, but besides some background elements the rest is up to you. I only write Female, if that bothers you I'm sorry, I'm used to writing female and I keep having to go back to take away she/her pronouns.

I do plan to make a series but more along the lines of while in this dorm for one chapter then while in this dorm for this other chapter.

A little background about the MC in my story so you're not all too lost. The MC used to suffer from androphobia (A fear of men), that has to do with some past trauma That I might go into more detail about later on if I decide to continue this story. The MC is also a Orphan losing her father at four, then her mother at fourteen, so there will be mention of family. The MC spent all her time in foster care, due to her mother being an orphan herself and her fathers family disowning him.

:(Prologue)

Heartslaybul: pt one/ two (You are here)

Savanaclaw: Soon

Octavinelle: Soon

Scarabia: Soon

Pomefiore: Soon

Ignihyde: Soon

Diasomnia: Soon

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Dinner went by in a blur, at some point Riddle had to take off to finish a few things, leaving (Name) with Cater, who was currently getting selfies with her. She giggled a little as he set up a filter that made it look like they had cat ears.

“You are just the cutest thing ever!” Cater cooed as he nuzzled into her cheek, earning another song of giggles from her.

“Carter, stop it!” She let out in her fit of giggles. Cater let out his own laugh.

“Its Cater, not Carter!” The girl looked at him confused. He smiled at her, ruffling her hair. “Just call me Cay- Cay. It will be easier for you.” He chuckled. (Name) Smiled at him as she nodded her head. He smiled content with the nickname that he was never able to get her to say as an adult. He looked back at his phone and went to pick another filter when someone reached past him to ruffle (Names) hair.

“Hey squeakers.” Ace greeted the girl. She turned her head and grinned widely. She shifted off the couch and rushed around to wrap her arms around his legs. He let out a chuckle as he leaned down and lifted her into his arms. She rested her head on his shoulder as she made sure she had a tight grip around his neck. He smiled widely, surprised that the young girl took such a shine to him. However his ego also said ‘what's there not to like’.

“Awww (Nick Name) I wanted to get a few more pictures of us together.” Cater whined as he stood from the couch. She looked at him then nuzzled back into Ace’s neck.

“I wanna play with big brother!” She mumbled into Ace’s neck. Both boys stiffened at the adorable title she bestowed to Ace. Slowly a sly smirk played on Ace’s lips as he looked at Cater. Ace tightened his grip around her and spun around, getting the little girl to giggle.

“W-Wait! You can't call him big brother and not me!” Cater stumbled around his words. He cubbed the girls cheeks, squishing them. “Now call me Big brother Cay-cay.” Cater almost demanded it. Both sat there staring at each other, until a mischievous smile played on her lips.

“Cay-Cay!” She giggled and wiggled around in Ace’s hold. Cater let out a sound of mock hurt.

“You all seem to be having fun.” Trey said, walking into the room. Ace had moved to sit on the couch as he stroked that child's back.

“Just Cater knowing you the squeaker's favorite person is.” Ace boasted. Cater sighed, sitting next to Ace so he could try to persuade the child into calling him big brother. Trey hummed as if deep in thought.

“Then I guess she doesn’t want a slice of cake since she probably wouldn't want it from someone who isn't her favorite.” Trey mussed as he held a slice in his hands. The girl perked up as she looked over at Trey with wide eyes. She slowly looked at Ace who also had wide eyes. He narrowed his eyes as he shook his head no. She looked down in guilt as she pulled herself from Ace’s hold and walked over to Trey. Trey watched with interest as Ace and Cater watched in disbelief and betrayal (From (Name) or Trey we will never know) as the little girl grabbed onto Trey's pants leg and looked up with the widest, clearest eyes.

“Big bubby, I would like some cake please..” She mumbled sweetly. (cue Treys Glasses shattering due to the cuteness) Everyone sat there quietly, staring at the child who had laid down her pride to have a piece of cake. With a shaky hand Trey brought the cake down to eye level for her to take. “Thank you, big bubby~!” She chirped happily as she took the cake and ate at the coffee table.

All the boys sat there when they came to the realization…. This little girl had all the boys wrapped around her little fingers.

~~~~~~~~~ (Le time skip to Bed time)~~~~~

The small child sat on the couch with a hairbrush in hand. She ran it through her hair, grunting when the brush caught in her hair. Riddle watched the child from his desk, getting a few more minutes of studying in before getting distracted by his new room mate. The little girl had a thick head of hair that had many tangles in it, one in particular was making her struggle.

After a few minutes he sighed, turning off the light on his desk and going to the small child. He took a hold of the brush, making the girl yelp in surprise. He moved to sit behind her taking the brush through her hair. They sat in silence as he gently untangled her hair, making sure not to tug and pull. Once the brush was able to run through her hair without tugging, he smiled content. Riddle's eyes softened when he noticed that she was starting to nod off, struggling to keep her head up. Placing the brush down he scooped (name) up and gently placed her on his bed.

Once she was placed down he went to move to sleep on his couch, but a hand held his sleeve in place. He looked down to see the small child looking at him with blurry eyes.

“Dont leave…. Please…” She muttered, finally seeming her age. The look she gave him was one of fear. How many nights did she go to bed like this as a child. Has she always looked this lonely. He sat on the side of the bed, next to her (After he turned off the lights letting the lamp be the only source). He stroked her hair, easing the child into slumber. She curled into his side wrapping her arms around him. “Daddy…. Used to cuddle with me before I went to sleep….” She muttered drowsily, reliving the comfort of her fathers hold. The safety he emitted when he held her. Riddle froze his hand, surprised to hear her talk about him.

“He sounds…. Like he was a really good man..” Riddle whispered in return. She nodded her head, tightening her grip on him.

“Momma…. Doesn't like talking about him…. She….gets sad and cries a lot…” She murmured as her eyes drooped. Riddle awkwardly hummed for her to continue. “Since daddy passed…. She works a lot… She gets home late and leaves early in the morning…” She continued. She looked up at him through her lashes, a look of anxiety flashing over her face. “Will you be here in the morning?” She asked, voice cracking as her eyes watered a little.His hand froze, he looked at the girl with wide eyes. He felt a pang of sadness resonate in his chest.

“...Yeah…. I'm not going anywhere…” He muttered as he leaned into the headboard of his bed. She smiled a little, letting her eyes flutter shut. He hummed as he stroked her hair. He thought for a bit.

Has his mother ever tried to soothe him? Had he ever had to be soothed up until his blot? Thinking long and hard, he could remember a song. A small lullaby. It was a small song about dreams and creating a world of their own. A small part of him hoped that the song that crept into his mind was something his mother had sung for him. A song she sang when holding him as she rocked back and forth in a rocking chair. As she looked down at him, not with a look of expectancy, but of love and adoration.

Slowly his eyes started to get heavy as sleep started to engulf him.

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women-are-hot · 2 years

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Love Me Like You Do (Ona Batlle)

Summary: ona and y/n feeling like ivana and the others are hiding something from them and the next day, they found out what.

Warnings: fluff, fluff & fluff.

Ivana’s Pov:

So today Y/n, Ona, Jackie, Vilde, Millie and I are going to have lunch together.

I know it's going to be so fun to be with all my favorite girls, even if Ona and Y/n are in a relationship, they always have time for us.

Now, when we’re talking about Ona and Y/n, they’re always together, but they’re not posting that much of each other on social media.

When they are, it's so cute and the fans just want more.

So today I’m going to film a tik tok video of cute moments they will be doing together.

It will give me likes, so why not…

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Y/n's pov:

I woke up cuddling with my girlfriend, Ona Batlle.

Yeah, I know I’m a lucky girl…

Today we’re going to eat lunch with our friends and it's going to be very nice.

Ona and I have to pick Ivana and Jackie up, then we will be meeting up with Millie and Vilde in Manchester.

I got out of my thoughts when Ona nuzzled into my neck and kissed my jaw softly.

"Morning" I said.

"Morning, princess," Ona mumbled.

"Ready for the day?" I asked her.

Ona nodded and began to kiss my neck.

"Ona" I whispered.

"You're so beautiful" she whispered back as she still kissed me down my neck.

"Ona, we have to get out of bed," I said.

"Right," Ona said and stopped to kiss me.

As soon as Ona was out of the room, she lifted me up from the bed and wrapped my legs around her waist. She pushed me against the wall and began to kiss me again.

"Ona, I said we had to get ready," I said, biting my bottom lip.

Then Ona stopped kissing me and looked me right in the eyes.

"No. You said that we had to get out of the bed and now we’re out of the bed" she said and once again kissed me.

I let her kiss me for 2 minutes more and then pushed her off me.

"Okay. You got 2 minutes. Now, we have to get ready” I said

Ona's eyes just softed and then she hugged me.

“It was nice while it lasted," she replied and kissed me on the head.

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Ivana’s Pov:

Jackie and I stood waiting for Ona and Y/n to come and pick us up.

I told Jackie about my idea of making a tik tok with cute moments of Ona and Y/n.

"That's the best idea ever" she said and high fived me.

Then we heard a car and we saw Ona and Y/n was here.

Jackie and I got inside the car and the cute moments were already starting, cause Ona and Y/n were holding hands together in Ona's lap. Aww how cute!

"Hey guys, how are you?" Y/n said as she gave us a smile.

"We're great, thanks. What about you two?”" Jackie responded and then they began a conversion.

As the two of them began talking, I took my phone up from my pocket and tried to film the cute moment between Ona and Y/n.

Ona then suddenly took her hands out of Y/n's hand as she had to change gear.

Dude, I was filming- Oh wait now Ona took Y/n's hand again.

Okay bro, this looked like something that would happen in a movie.

"Are you filming us, Ivana?" Y/n asked me.

I took my phone away quickly.

"No, I was just taking a selfie" I answered.

"Oh okay, can I see it?" Y/n asked.

PLEASE STOP ASKING QUESTIONS Y/N.

"The light was bad, so I deleted it," I explained.

Damm, I'm good at lying.

"Okay. I can take a picture of you for instagram later, if you want me to?!" Y/n said.

This girl is too sweet!

"Thanks Y/n, you're too kind,” I replied.

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We were now walking down the street and Ona & Y/n were holding hands. They’re literally the cutest couple I’ve ever seen.

"Film it, Idiot" Jackie whispered to me as the other two girls were walking in front of us.

"Calm down, woman" I responded as I began to film Ona & Y/n holding hands.

"They are so cute," I whispered to myself.

"Who is cute?" Ona asked as she turned around, still holding her girlfriend's hand.

Oh shit, oh shit. Come on Ivana think of something to say.

"Uhm, Jackie and I were just talking about dogs and how cute Maria's dogs were," I explained with a nervous smile that I hoped they wouldn’t pick up on.

"Yeah. Her dog is so cute," Jackie added, trying to help me.

"Maria's dog is really cute and fluffy," Y/n said with a big smile.

"Oh look, there is Vilde & Millie. Lovely" I said and changed the conversation.

Ona and Y/n looked at each other confused, but then went into the restaurant.

"That was close," Jackie whispered to me.

"Too close," I whispered back.

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Y/n's Pov:

It feels like Ivana and Jackie are hiding something for Ona and I?

I'm pretty sure that Ivana was filming us in the car and then they suddenly began talking about dogs?

Whatever, it's probably just me.

I was texting with my family in our group chat and they wanted a picture of what I was doing right now.

"Ona, my family wants a picture of what we're doing," I said.

"Let's take a selfie of us then" Ona replied.

—

Ivana’s Pov:

The power couple were now taking a selfie for Y/n's family and like of course I had to film it.

"Jackie, we have to pretend we're filming ourselves," I said.

"Okay" Jackie responded simply.

We talked to the camera like we were doing a youtube video. I don't know why, but I don't think Ona and Y/n found out that we filmed them.

So our plan is going great…

"We should be agents," Jackie whispered in my ear.

"You're very right about that, Groenen" I whispered back.

—

Y/n's Pov:

"Ona?" I said as Ona's head was on my shoulder.

"Yeah?" she responded as she kissed my cheek and took her head off my shoulder.

"I think Ivana is filming us," I said.

"I think they're filming us too, but It doesn't matter right?" Ona asked.

"No, but don't you think It's weird?" I answered.

"Ivana likes to film what she is doing all the time. I don't think she is really thinking about it" she said.

"You're probably right," I mumbled.

"Y/n?" Ona said.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Te amo" (I love you) she said and kissed my hand.

I smiled softly at her.

"I love you too" I replied as I softly kissed her.

—

After a nice lunch with the girls, Ona and I had invited them to come over and watch a movie later tonight.

While we waited for them to come, we cleaned our apartment, because It was quite messy.

"Don't you think we're done now?" Ona asked as we sat down on the couch.

"Absolutely" I answered and laid my head onto her chest while she ran her fingers through my hair.

"Then we're now waiting for the other girls," Ona said into my hair.

—

Ivana’s Pov:

Ona and Y/n had invited the girls and I to come over and watch a movie.

Which is perfect, so I can film more of them.

Jackie drove us there over now.

I'm ready to be famous, because of my friends.

—

Y/n's Pov:

The girls were here right now.

I was in the kitchen making snacks for us.

While I was making popcorn, I was suddenly lifted up from behind and I quickly knew who It was.

"Ona set me down!" I said seriously.

Ona then sat me down, but turned me around, so I was in her arms.

"You're so serious. Have a little fun" she said with her adorable smile.

"I just don't want the popcorn to burn" I replied as I tried to get out of her arms.

"You're going nowhere," Ona said and began to tickle me.

"ONA STOP" I yelled as I began laughing too.

"Then stop being so serious, mi amor" she said.

"Okay, I'll stop being so serious," I responded.

"Great! Now make sure that the popcorn doesn't burn" Ona said and left the kitchen.

"IT'S YOUR FAULT IF THEY'RE BURNT"

—

Ivana’s Pov:

"Did you get that?" Jackie asked.

"Jackie, I'm don't dumb. Of course I got it" I answered.

"Got what?" Vilde asked.

"We're filming Ona and Y/n" I said.

"Why are you filming them?" Millie asked.

Ugh, so many questions!

"Because I want likes on tiktok and if I post about them, I will get millions of likes" I answered.

Millie and Vilde looked at me as if I was crazy or something like that.

"That's such a good idea" Millie mumbled.

"Oh I know, Turner," I replied.

"Okay guys. Which movie do you want to see?" Y/n said as she walked into the room.

"HARRY POTTER"

"PRETTY WOMEN"

"KARATE KID"

"JAMES BOND"

We all yelled.

"Dirty Dancing is it then" Y/n said and sat the movie on.

Ona then walked into the room and sat down on the couch beside Y/n.

"Who chose the movie?" Ona asked.

"The girls all wanted to see it" Y/n quickly answered.

"Good choice" Ona said and sat comfortably on the couch with Y/n in her arms.

The movie was starting, but Jackie being an annoying ass had to say something.

"FILM IT" she whispered to me.

"Shut up. I know what I'm doing" I whispered back.

—

Y/n's Pov:

The movie was now done and the girls had gone home.

"I'm so tired," I said as I brushed my teeth.

"Me too, amor. We're going to have a nice long sleep and then we have training tomorrow" Ona replied.

"SLEEP NOW" I yelled and literally jumped into bed.

—

Ivana’s Pov:

"Jackie, do you want to see how fast I can get 1 million likes?" I asked Jackie.

"Omg yes! Let me put on a timer" Jackie answered.

"I'm posting It in 3, 2, 1. BOOM"

Let the likes fall on me now!

—

Y/n's Pov:

This morning my phone went off with notifications.

At some point I had enough of my stupid phone, so I got out of Ona's arms and opened my phone.

"If you're this popular tomorrow too, please shut your phone up" Ona mumbled.

I ignored her as I opened my phone and saw a video on Instagram that Ona and I had been tagged in at least too many times.

The video had small clips of Ona I yesterday.

After I had seen the full video and I knew quickly who had filmed it.

"Oh my fucking god" I whispered to myself.

"What is it?" Ona asked as she sat up too.

I then showed her the video.

Ona just sighed.

"I knew something was up with them," I said.

"I know you don't like getting a lot of attention, but to be honest, we’re kinda cute," Ona replied.

"We are" I said and laid down in her arms again.

Ona didn't say anything. I didn't either.

"I will still have a talk with Ivana later!" I said.

"I know, amor. I'm not dumb" Ona responded.

"To be honest, you're actually pretty dumb" I said.

"Y/N, YOU'RE A LITTLE DEVIL”

—

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writinfortim · 2 years

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tea-bag

;fluff

I took a shower. I brushed my teeth. I washed my face. I applied my moisturizer. I applied my lip-balm. I followed my routine step by step.

I'm wearing a his hoodie and a pair of his boxers.

The AC is on.

It went from 2 to 4AM in twenty-minutes. I keep turning and tossing trying to fall asleep.

I can’t.

I’m not overthinking. My mind is blank.

I turn, placing my hand under my cold pillow. He’s asleep.

He’s slightly snorting, the comforter sliding down his naked chest.

I wish I could join him in his dreams. My eyelids are heavy and my eyes are burning.

I turn again.

I hear his breathing pattern change, I grimace hoping I didn't wake him.

His arms lace my waist, pressing me tight against him.

“ Y/n. ``His voice is heavy with sleep.

“ Mh? “ I entangle our legs while I hold his hand on my stomach.

“ Why can’t you sleep? “ he nuzzles his head in the crock of my neck, his curls tickling me slighting.

“ Just can’t. It’s frustrating me, I even took melatonin. “ I exhale.

He hums in understandment then he’s quiet for a while.

“ Tisane? “ he asks.

God, I love him. I nod.

He slowly let go of me and hopped off the bed. Quickly snatching a matching black hoodie to his sweats and slides into his slippers.

His curls peeking under the hood. I want to kiss him.

He strides to my side and turns on my side table lamp.

“ C’mhere, “ he slides off the comforter.

He scoops me up bridal style and we make our way down to the kitchen.

He places me on the island tool and I watch him turn on the kettle.

“ Is th- “

“ There’s water inside. “

“ How did ya’know I was gonna say that? '' I giggle.

“ Cuz you’re always on my ass about that, I don't get it. “ He grabs my favorite purple mug from the open cabinet.

“ Maybe because you almost burnt down the fucking kettle the other day? “

“ Ok that just.. never happened. “ he rolls his eyes, placing a tea bag in the mug.

“ I’m trying so hard to not make a tea-bagging joke right now. “ I lay my head on my crossed arms.

“ Shut up, i just woke up. “ he chuckles.

“ I’m sorry. ``I say.

He stops pouring the hot water and turns to stare at my forehead. “ What? “

“ I’m sorry I woke you, I feel bad. “

He turns back and finishes up the tea. “ I don’t think I heard you right. “

“ Tim, I'm serious. “

He hands me the mug. “ Drink this. “

“ Thank you, “ I kissed him. “ I love you. “

“ Me more,“ he sits in front of me, turning on his phone.

I watched him scroll through social media while I sipped on a very needed tea.

“ Babe, listen to this. “ He laughs.

He starts quoting a tweet.

“ And he slammed the door in my face, I felt so humiliated. Denis and the other person watched me as I ran. He heard me all those times I said hi. Timmy spoke to Denis with his headphones in. “

“ And that’s what she deserves for stalking my man! “

He turns off his phone and places it on the counter.

“ Nah for real, i saw her multiple times throughout the day and she just kept following me. Take a hint, i’m not about to take a fucking selfie in front of my building. “

“ Did the tweet get attention? “ I ask, curiously.

He shrugs. “ Just the usual group. I think it’s only gotten their attention. “

“ God bless they’re the only funny ones. You’re like a walking meme, “ I chuckle.

“ Which one? “ He asks, confused. I’m always associating him with memes.

“ ‘When twitters on yo bumper for some shit, but u ain’t even trippen’ “ i quote.

“ Yo! That's about to become my motto. “ He points out laughing.

“ Go uptown, New York City, “ i sing,

“ Bitch. “ We finish dragging out the word together in laughter.

I place the mug in the dishwasher and we finally make our way to bed. Spanking his ass on the way up.

We snuggle in between the sheets and I finally join him in his dreams.

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storiesofsvu · 2 years

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Ruin You

Casey Novak x reader Warnings: language, dirty talk, smut.

“Uhm?? Excuse me! Where is my Christmas kiss?!” You feigned a pout at your girlfriend, your arm extended in front of you as you prepped for a selfie. Casey laughed, rolling her eyes at you,

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” She smirked, meeting your lips in a soft kiss while you snapped the photo.

“Thank you baby.” You pecked her cheek, pocketing your phone as you linked your fingers through hers.

She’d managed to not only convince you out of the house on a chilly night off, but got you all the way down to Dyker Heights for their Christmas Light display. The first Christmas you’d spent together you’d honestly been surprised at Casey’s adoration for the holiday, sure she wasn’t one to go full out, and honestly most years the apartment stayed pretty bare when it came to decorations. It was about the little fun things you could do together, the time spent doing them the thing that really mattered. And you had to admit, the residents of Dyker Heights went all out when it came to their displays. Full sized reindeer, blow up Santa’s, scenes from Christmas movies, dancing lights set to specific songs, it certainly was festive.

You managed to make it down two streets before you started to get antsy, not only was it chillier than you’d hoped, but you’d barely seen Casey all week. Considering you lived together, it was safe to say work had her more than swamped. When she said she would be guaranteed off on Friday night, and home in time for dinner, your mind went straight to spending the entire night in the bedroom, only leaving to answer the door for take out.

And no array of Christmas lights was going to get that image out of your head.

You took advantage of a gust of wind, snuggling deeper against her as you moved your way over to the next house, the hand you had wrapped around her waist snuck down into the back pocket of her jeans. She simply kissed the top of your head in response, it was only when your hand gave her ass a pinch that she shot you a gentle warning glance. You huffed in response, following her lead down the street. When you reached a quieter street you took your chance, burying against her neck, pressing a few kisses into the exposed skin.

“Y/n….” Casey murmured, “don’t be a brat.”

“I don’t care about the lights.” Your lips brushed against her skin, nipping softly, “all I want for Christmas is you.”

“Now you’re being sweet?” She cocked a brow as you lifted your head from her shoulder.

“Maybe I should rephrase…” you used the hand still in her pocket to pull her to you, your lips practically brushing against hers as you spoke again, “all I want for Christmas is your pussy.”

You should’ve seen it coming, but it happened so lightning fast she had you into a darkened alley pinned up against a high fence before you could blink. A hand squeezed at your throat while her thigh settled between your legs, pressing exactly where you wanted relief, her face inches from your when she spoke, voice low and husky.

“I am going to fucking ruin you.”

“Promise?” She shot you a fiery glare right as her hands dropped from your body, inncocently linking your fingers back together as you continued moving down the block thanks to a gaggle of teenagers passing by. To anyone else it looked like she was innocently nuzzling against your cheek, but her teeth nibbled at your earlobe, husking her words into it,

“You’ll get your present tomorrow. Tonight you’re getting punished.”

You couldn’t help the shiver, and this time it wasn’t from the wind, the heat in your body diving south you felt your walls fluttering over nothing but Casey’s words.

And it was just the beginning of the night.

The second both your coats and shoes were off Casey was on you, pinned up against the hallway wall, the kiss was messy, passionate, her tongue delving into your mouth without any hesitation. You groaned at the taste of peppermint on her tongue, swirling your own against it, eager to taste as much of her as she would let you tonight. You whimpered when she bit your lip into her mouth, sucking it before letting it pop. Her mouth trailed down the side of your neck,

“Is it good when I kiss you here?” She kissed at your pulse point, you let out a groan when she bit into it, a lick of her tongue soothing the skin, “what about here?” If you thought the bite was enough to get you going, you had no warning for her hand shooting between your legs, grabbing at your pussy heavily. You let out a gasp, arching off the wall. Her fingers cupped your chin, tilting your face up to hers and in contrast she met your lips with a feather light kiss, “you know the drill.” She murmured and you nodded, scurrying down the hall to the bedroom.

Casey gave you a moment to strip down, slowly unbuttoning her shirt as she entered the bedroom, happy to see that you were at least somewhat behaving tonight, perched perfectly on the edge of the bed. Slipping her shirt into the laundry basket she stepped out of her jeans, smirking at the way your eyes raked down her body, the way your pupils dilated as you very much liked what you saw. Walking to the edge of the bed she softly stroked down your cheek, kissing the tip of your nose,

“That’s my good girl.” Her lips met yours, “you’re so fucking beautiful baby.” Despite having heard the words a million times before your cheeks still flushed as you ducked your head.

Casey settled onto the bed beside you, chuckling at the eager way you dropped your body over her lap, your hips resting over her thighs. Her hands trailed up your legs, groping at the curves of your ass before one slipped between your thighs while the other continued up your spine, pulling a shiver from you. She grasped at your hair, pulling it into a ponytail and brushing it over one shoulder so she could see your face. Her fingers swiped slowly through your folds and your hips bucked against her,

“Already so wet baby girl…” she circled your clit ever so gently and you let out a loud moan, “uh-uh….you don’t get to come until I’m fucking you, understood? Be a good girl for mommy.”

“Yes.” You breathed in response. You reassured her that you knew the safe word when she asked, she kissed your shoulder softly, then sunk into it with her teeth, biting down harder than you’d expected. Her fingers continued to play with your pussy softly while her mouth made its way to your neck, biting and sucking at the tender flesh causing you to shudder in her lap.

“I wont apologize for marking you up. You deserve it after being a brat tonight.” You could barely manage a nod in response, already feeling your slick beginning to coat your inner thighs.

“Please…” you whined out.

Casey smirked, knowing just how badly you wanted your punishment, she reminded you that you had to count, and when you managed to get to ten, properly, she’d be done. The first spank came down softer than you’d hoped, but still warranted a ‘one’ moaned against the duvet, she teased you through the rest, not letting you get a handle on any kind of rhythm. Three and four came down mere seconds apart, and on the same cheek, causing you to jolt forward. Then her fingers teased at your pussy while her words teased you for being so turned on over this, how much you liked your punishment, how you were a naughty girl, a finger plunged into your heat the same second spank five hit your cheek. You let out a near sob by the time she got to nine, causing her to pause, rubbing the reddened flesh of your ass gently, her lips hitting your lower back gently right as she delivered the last spank.

You whimpered, your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling, your pussy was clenching around nothing, the tingling of your ass spreading through your entire body, resulting in a series of shivers. Casey’s hand traced up your spine, grabbing you by the hair to pull you up to sitting in her lap. Her lips met yours with extreme softness, hands cradling your face as her thumbs wiped away your tears of pleasure.

“You okay?” She murmured.

“Fantastic.” You smiled back at her, “fuck I love you.”

“I love you too.” She nipped at your lip before moving you off her lap, “on your back. I’m still going to fuck you.”

You did as she asked, watching her move through the bedroom to the basket of toys stashed in the bedside table, rubbing your thighs together in anticipation at the sight of what she was picking for tonight. You knew you were in for it when she pulled the strap out of the basket, so distracted by it that you missed her grabbing the vibe.

Casey settled above you on the bed, a feverish kiss placed on your lip, your hands burying into her hair to pull her impossibly close as her hand trailed down to your cunt. You whined against her lips as she plunged a finger in, easily adding a second, stretching you out. Her fingers scissored and curled into your pussy, she was careful to avoid giving you a touch where you most wanted it, her teeth beginning to bite into your neck again, adamant on leaving you covered in marks tomorrow.

“Please…” you whined out, your hips jutting up against her hand.

“Please what baby? Cause you know damn well you’re not allowed to come yet.”

“Please fuck me…” you gasped as the heel of her hand briefly pressed against your clit, “fuck me hard.”

Casey chuckled, pausing briefly to bite at your nipple before sat up, coating the dildo in lube she traced it the tip of it through your folds, pulling a wanton moan from your lips.

“Case…” you whined heavily, pawing at what of her body you could reach. She leaned over you, lips meeting yours, her tongue plunging into your mouth the same moment her hips thrusted forward, thrusting into you.

Breaking free of the kiss you gasped, tugging her to you as she sent a relentless pace, your legs wrapping around her hips, pulling her deeper into you. You buried yourself into her shoulder as her mouth moved to the other side of your neck, pulling whimpers and moans from you as her teeth bit and pinched at the supple skin. Your body was absolutely on fire, the feeling of the toy dragging against your walls, the way she angled it perfectly to hit your gspot with every thrust, she was so goddamn good at fucking you, no matter what she used to do it.

Confident that her mouth had left a fresh mark on your skin she sat up slightly, smirking at the way you were writhing underneath her as she plunged in and out of your faster, the base of the dildo hitting her clit with each thrust. Knowing you were close, but that you needed more, her hand settled on your collarbone, not surprised when your eyes shot open at met hers, a gasp escaping your lips before you nodded heavily.

Her hand moved upwards, closing around your throat, gently at first, letting you get used to the pressure, when you let out a whimper her fingers squeezed down harder. She watched as your eyes screwed shut, the way your lip tremored, the way your hips stuttered. Ever so briefly she released, letting you gasp in air as her other hand reached out for the vibrator she had grabbed. Clicking it on, her hand gripped your throat the same instant she placed the vibe directly onto your swollen clit. Your hips bucked, a strangled cry managing to escape your lips, she pressed harder against your neck as she flicked the setting up two notches on the vibe, loving the way your body absolutely shook beneath her. You were so goddamn fucking hot like this she could barely stand it. She let up on your throat, giving you time to gasp for air while she continued to torment your clit, still thrusting into you, meeting your hips with ferocity at each roll of her own.

“Casey…” you whined, a hand clamping around the wrist that held the vibe.

Feeling the contact against her skin she knew your non verbal cue, her hand tightening harder than ever around your neck as she pressed the vibe heavier against your swollen nub. You felt like you were about to explode, the burning itching at your skin as the fire sped south, Casey’s hand around your neck bringing you to a whole new level of heightened senses as your body thrashed under hers as you did your best so shriek out as you came. Casey could feel the dribbling release from you against her skin, she immediately dropped her hand from your neck, letting you get air in as she pulled the toy out of you. Her hand clicked the speed on the vibe down but didn’t move it from your clit as she ducked her mouth to your cunt, softly fucking you through your orgasm with her tongue.

Your body had barely stopped trembling when she turned the speed up again, pressing it harder against your pulsating clit, pulling her mouth away from your pussy. Your hand flailed out, finding her free one to latch against her fingers, digging into it until your knuckles were white. She couldn’t help but smirk, knowing that you were fighting with yourself, wanting to beg for her to stop, but also loving the overstimulation, knowing that whatever orgasm was about to crash over you would be an incredible one.

It certainly didn’t take long. You felt your thighs begin to shake, hips jutting up off the bed, a string of whimpering moans leaving your lips as the pressure low in your belly built higher and higher until you couldn’t take it anymore. You felt the rush of juices nearly explode out of you, soaking the bedsheets beneath you. Casey clicked the vibrator to the lowest setting as your hips thrusted against it, your chest heaving as she slowly moved it away from your clit before turning it off and tossing it aside.

She leaned over you, admiring how completely blissed out you were, her lips ever so softly meeting your forehead before she climbed off you, removing the strap, adding it to the pile to be washed in the morning. Her hands traced up your sides, causing you to shiver but finally open your eyes,

“So good for me..” she murmured, meeting your lips in a kiss, “look how much you came.” She smirked, her head nodding towards the dampened spot on the sheets. Your head barely glanced toward it, being able to feel it against your skin.

“Fuck…” you muttered, chest still heaving from Casey’s torture. Your head rolled to face her, not surprised with the cocky grin on her face, “you really are somehow the worst and the best at the same time, you know that?” She laughed as you rolled fully toward her, cupping her cheek for a kiss.

“You are okay though, right?” Her lips brushed against yours when she spoke. You nodded, kissing her gently.

“Always. As long as I’m in your arms, I’m absolutely perfect.”

—————-

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softly-potter · 2 years

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Little Love | Chapter 2: All In

Summary: When Wanda ends up pregnant a few weeks before their wedding, having an impending family shocks them both.

Pairing: Bucky X Wanda

Word Count: 14,401

Warning: none

Chapter 2: All In

Bucky tried his hardest not to startle her when he entered their apartment, finding her standing in front of the mantle. Her arms were crossed over her chest, hair tied half up half down, and her fingers played with the elbow of her orange jumper.

She’d make a beautiful mother.

Her eyes were trained on the center picture, a printed out cell phone selfie of him, Sam, Laura, and Wanda at Kate Bishop's graduation.

“Whatcha doing, honey?” he asked, swallowing thickly.

Her eyes flicked to his, smiling lightly before turning back to the images. He glanced at them as well, swaying slightly as he took in images of their history. He looked so happy in all of them that she wasn’t in, and he knew it was because she was the one taking the picture. She was always next to him in the photos, tucked into his side or holding his hand, her cheeks rosy with joy.

“Just…thinking,” she replied, reaching out and touching a frame. The frame held an image of Laura and Wanda cooking, along with the Barton children running around their legs as they attempted to lick the bowls. “We have such a great family, don’t you think?”

Bucky inched closer, touching her waist with his flesh hand. She pressed herself into his palm, which he took as a good sign. Looping his arms around her waist, he pressed his chest to her back, squeezing her to him as his chin rested on her shoulder.

She sighed, placing her hands atop his and closing her eyes. “You’re back.”

“Course I am,” he replied, nuzzling closer. He had to bend slightly to reach her height, but he didn't mind. “Doubting me?”

She didn’t respond right away, but instead rocked gently on the balls of her feet, and he wished he could see her face.

��Well, you were gone for a while,” she pointed out, turning her face slightly so that she could look at him. “So I don’t know what I thought.”

He huffed a sigh, anger at himself rising, but gave her a smile. Lifting his hand, Bucky traced his thumb along her cheek bone, and her eyes fluttered in comfort. “I didn’t…I thought you needed some time, some space. You didn’t ask me to come back.”

Leaning into his palm, she opened her eyes again and he had to gulp from the look she gave him. She kissed his palm. “And you listened because you’re perfect. I just got in my head.” She let out a small laugh.

“I am not perfect,” Bucky countered. “Far from it.”

“But you try,” she responded quickly, pressing another kiss to his hand. “That's all I could ever ask for.” She smiled at him, and he could practically feel her place her heart in his hands. “Besides, this is unexpected for both of us. You need time to process this change, too.”

Fear gripped him like a vice, twisting around him like chains, a fear he hadn’t identified before. This child was everything they could hope for, but it was also part of him, and he was dangerous. Would it have powers? Super strength like its father, or the ability to bend reality like its mother? Bucky had sworn to never allow Wanda to go through any more pain. She was done with being put through the emotional ringer. But he had no control over the physical, had no idea what this baby could do to her.

The dread and fear began to grow, and he clenched his jaw. “I’ll always be here for you.” Bucky assured her in a shaky voice. He dipped his head down, pressing his forehead against hers, hands against her back to hold her to him. He just needed to feel her, needed to know she was there after the anxious days.

She breathed out slowly, her breath fanning his face as she kissed his nose, hands moving to cup his neck. “What’d you come up with?” he asked after a moment, wishing this feeling, the closeness, didn’t have to end.

Wanda craned her neck to look up at him as he straightened, pulling him to sit with her on their couch. “I thought about you, about…my boys. About how much I missed them.” Her eyes looked far away, a faint smile on her face. “I thought about how much they’d love having a baby sibling to take care of.”

Bucky nodded, clasping her hand. There wasn’t much comfort he could say to that.

“But they’re gone,” she said quickly, eyes blinking. “I had my time with them, and I cherished it. I think I should cherish my time with our baby, too…with all of us.”

“Wanda,” he whispered her name, fingers curling around hers slowly, the guilt tracing up his spine. “Listen, I-I didn’t know I could-- we could…that…it shouldn’t be possible.”

She was patient, waiting for him to take a breath over his stumbled words, her face calm and impassive.

He took a shaky inhale. “I just…I’m sorry I put this on you without warning.”

“Bucky,” her voice was gentle as she squeezed his hand in hers, and scooted closer to him. He welcomed the contact, pressing his nose into her hair. “Do you really think I blame you?” She ducked her head, forcing him to look at her. He knew there were shadows under his eyes and that he needed a good shave. Sleeping without her was like sleeping on a rock; nearly impossible.

When he didn't answer, she clicked her tongue.

“Bucky, this is not your fault. This is not a pain that you’ve inflicted on me,” Wanda said, her voice strong. He patted her thigh with his hand nervously, not knowing where to look. “I never thought about kids for you and me because…well, it was impossible. But now…baby, we have a chance.”

He swallowed thickly, nodding, and Wanda leaned forward to press her forehead against his once more. She smelled like cinnamon, her shampoo fresh in her locks. He didn’t deserve this peace, didn’t deserve this good.

Maybe she hadn’t been thinking about blaming him, but she was certainly thinking about the future now, and did that have room for him? “You needa do whatever is best for you, baby” he murmured, drawing circles with his hand against her thigh, trying to soothe himself. He cringed at his own actions. When had he become such a fucking bitch?

“Hey, hey, stop it,” Wanda told him, snapping her fingers in front of his face. He blinked, stared at her hands then glanced at her face. She was smiling, and he felt his heart settle just a bit. “Where'd you go?”

“Just thinkin’,” he answered, looking down.

She sighed lightly, pressing her face against his shoulder.” “Promise me something?” she asked, voice muffled.

She could ask for the Infinity Gauntlet and he’d try to get it for her. He nodded wordlessly.

“Promise we’re in this together? I just…” She took a breath. “I just need to know you’ll be by my side no matter my decision.”

He swallowed the gravel of despair that had grown in his throat, focusing instead on her warmth as she cuddled into his side. “Of course, darlin,” he breathed, giving her a lopsided grin. “Whatever you want.”

She pressed her nose to his cheek, one hand cupping against his neck. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I thought…I thought it was over,” he admitted.

“What was over?”

“Us.”

She tucked herself under his arm, nestling closer, and Bucky pulled her to him even tighter. “Never,” she whispered. “I’m with you till the end.”

It was like his chest had been converted from lead to mist. He felt weightless with relief.

“I just want you to know I’m here, whatever you decide,” he breathed, shutting his eyes. “If you wanna family, then fuck it, let's have a family. But if you want our life to stay the same, say the word and I’ll drive you to the clinic right now.”

Wanda glanced down, taking his other hand into hers, caressing the metal. “Well, what do you want?” she questioned almost shyly.

He shook his head. “No, this is about you, your body. You're the one he’s going to be carrying all of this. It's your health. I’m not taking that from you.” He couldn’t do that to her, could never take any option she wanted away from her. He remembered what it was like to not have control of your body, to have things done without his consent. Bucky would never let her feel like that.

“Thank you, I appreciate that you care so much,” Wanda replied, smiling. “But I still want to know your thoughts. On the topic of health, we should probably give Bruce a call, ask some questions. Nice to have such smart folks on speed dial.”

“What kind of questions?” Bucky asked, mouth tilting downwards.

She gave him a tight smile, a smile he knew was riddled with worry. “I had a few concerns because…well, I doubt this will be a normal pregnancy.” She squeezed his hand, but he suddenly felt cold. He hadn’t thought about that, not really. “He said it could be…difficult. But they don’t know, since this has never happened before.”

“The serum.” Bucky gulped. “Because of me. This pregnancy is at high risk because of me?”

“Baby, a super soldier infant would be difficult for a normal girl. But I’m the Scarlet Witch,” Wanda explained, her voice humorous, trying to pull him out of the dark hole she knew he was descending in. “I'll be fine, and so will she.”

“She?” Bucky repeaked weakly. Wanda smiled, looking down at her still-flat abdomen, but Bucky couldn’t join her in her joy. He had seen first hand what the serum can do. Was she really going to be able to handle that?

“It's just a feeling.” Wanda whispered, almost to herself.

Bucky nodded, but his thoughts were so far away that he barely registered her words. All he could hear was high risk and difficult and he couldn't fathom the thought of something he did, taking her away from him.

In the past few years, Bucky had made great progress in self-worth and self-forgiveness. But as he heard more and more about Wanda's pregnancy, the only thing he could do was blame himself.

“So how can we help it? How can I help it?” he asked, fear leaking into his voice.

She took a breath, breathing out through her nostrils slowly. “Rest, monitoring the fetal activity,” she replied calmly. “Probably gonna have to start eating a lot, but mostly just rest.”

“You don’t really eat much,” he commented, scratching his head.

She laughed, the sound like little diamonds and rolled her eyes. “Yes, but think of how much you consume due to the serum.”

Bucky nodded again, like he wasn’t internally sick with worry, like his stupid sperm hadn’t put her life on the line.

They sat in silence for a few moments, Wanda's fingers gently stroking his metal palm, the sound of the city streaming lowly from their open windows.

“I don’t want this if it’ll hurt you,” Bucky said suddenly, words spilling out faster than she could capture them. “Nothing is worth your safety, nothing. Fuck, honey, I’m so sorry I never--“

He stood up with a frustrated grunt, tearing himself away from her. He wanted to pace, wanted to throttle himself for being the only thing he couldn't stop from hurting her. “I won't lose you. Especially like this.”

“Bucky…” Wanda started to say, standing slowly.

He scowled in response. He hated when she did that, hated that he made her feel the need to treat him gently.

“We have to get a handle on this because…well you know S.H.I.E.L.D. will want to be involved.”

“Fuck no,” he responded, tone like gravel. “Absouletly fucking not.”

Wanda sighed, placing her hand on the back of her neck and rubbing it, looking away. Suddenly turning on the balls of her feet, she looked at him with wide eyes. “We never talked about kids. Never needed to. Do you even want children? Do you see yourself as a father?”

Bucky felt his anger nearly explode at the idea of S.H.I.E.L.D. thinking they had any claim on Wanda or their child. But the image of little feet, bright brunette hair in pigtails and pink bows shifted to the forefront of his mind, Wanda making pancakes on Sundays while they watched cartoons, or walks in Manhattan as they shopped for presents to put under the Christmas tree.

He shoved the image away. He didn’t want it, not without her.

“Buck?” Wanda was standing in front of him, her arms crossed loosely and her face a mask of concern.

He sighed, hating that she worries so much about him. Striding to her, he takes her in his arms.

She grinned, eyes bright with possibilities. “Tell me. Ever thought about fatherhood?”

“Sorry, I’m here. Yeah, I mean…I guess at one time, I thought about it,” Bucky responded sheepishly. “But then, I was in a war and I had to let the majority of my wants go.”

“Well, if it's still a want, the opportunity has literally fallen into our laps,” Wanda muttered, craning her neck to look at him.

Bucky felt his eyes grow wide at her words. “You wanna keep it?” He leaned his forehead to hers. “Wanda, do you want to keep it?”

Silence stretched, and he shifted, pressing his mouth to her forehead. When he leaned back, she blinked rapidly and gave him a pained smile. “I think I do, but I can’t do this without you. I don’t want to do this without you. And I don’t want you to resent me for it.”

She thought he was gonna walk away from her? She was worried that he’d just leave?

He cupped her face, making sure she was hearing him and said, “I’m with you no matter what, darlin’.”

“But do you want this?” she asked again, and bless her heart, she needed the clarification. Wanda had had her hopes dashed time and time again, her future ripped from her grasp, and now her fragile state was always skeptical.

“Yes,” he answered, his voice strong enough for her to feel it. “Jesus, Wanda, I’ll go with you anywhere. I want to do this with you, build this family if it's with you. It’s…terrifying, but I'm with you.”

She scrunched her nose in the way he loved so much, her hands gripping his t-shirt lightly. “What about the wedding?”

“Oh, we’re still gettin’ married,'' Bucky told her, lowering his hand to her backside and giving her ass a squeeze. She laughed in mock surprise and swatted at him. “Ain't nothing stopping that from happening.” Wanda beamed in amusement and he wished he could freeze this moment to snap a picture. She leaned up to kiss him, but he grabbed her chin, keeping her a few inches away. “I have some stipulations.”

She gave him an odd look, brow raised. “Go on.”

“Firstly, we’re putting you first,” he instructed. “If it comes to it, your health is first. I won’t lose you, hon.”

Wanda nodded, taking ahold of the hand that gripped her chin. “Okay, okay, it won’t come to that,” she whispered in assurance, and he didn't miss the excitement in her voice.

“And you have to listen to whatever the doctors say. If they say vitamins, we buy every kind. If they say less walking, I’m carrying you everywhere.”

“Absolutely.”

“I’m serious.”

She shook her head in light agreement. “Okay,” she muttered, and he could tell she was holding back a grin. “So…we’re having a baby?”

Bucky paused, and for just a moment, he allowed a little bit of happiness seep into his chest, and the image of a little girl with Wanda’s eyes swaddled in his arms appears at the back of his mind.

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat, pressing a light kiss to her lips. “Yeah, I think we are.”

The look she gave him could be considered the definition of peace.

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navstuffs · 2 years

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"Let's go, Vengeance."

Pairing: Robert Pattinson x Female!Reader

Summary: i recently saw an interview where rpatz girlfriend teared up while watching the batman so can you do a rob x female reader fic where the reader goes to the batman premiere and is super proud of him? :,)

Warnings: none, Rob anxious for (Y/N)'s approval

Authors note: SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO WRITE THIS. i am in such hype for The Batman as well, anon and i am only watching on monday/tuesday so im dogding spoilers like cray cray. I hope you dont mind i got excited with this.

(Y/N) was home when Robert got a call about an important job. He told her a few days before he made a test for a secret movie that could change his life. She knew it was about this job because, when he picked up the phone, Robert went directly to the office, closing the door. (Y/N) didn't hear anything. After what seemed a long time, Rob opened the door and with no word said to (Y/N), went to sit in the backyard. She didn't immediately go after him because her boyfriend was known to be unusual. After giving him some privacy, she grabbed a blanket and walked to join her boyfriend. Robert was sitting on the grass, looking at the sky. He seemed distracted even when she joined him, throwing the blanket over them and nuzzling to his side.

"I am going be the Batman."

Rob announced after a long silence. (Y/N)'s normal reaction would be to jump in celebration, hug him, open a bottle of champagne to celebrate. She simply said:

"Okay? And you will do great, as you always do."

Robert turned his head in (Y/N)'s direction and smirked. He brushed her cheek, the sunset intensifying her pretty features. Rob knew he was a lucky guy.

"Some people won't like it. At least, I can always count on you on my team."

"Always."

-x-

It was finally the premiere day in London. After some hiccups along the way, like journals saying Robert didn't want to exercise to look stronger, that Matt Reeves hated him or that he and Zoe fucked on the batmobile and Zoe was now pregnant (Y/N laughed so much of that one Robert had to hold her so she didn't fall off their bed).

(Y/N) held Robert's hand tightly as they exited the car. Although being a celebrity herself she never got used to the flashes, all the screams. That night was about Robert and (Y/N) couldn't be prouder. Everyone that saw them knew Robert should be the star, but it was (Y/N) glowing that night. She was led by Robert to the swarm of photographers, all of them wanting a picture of the couple.

Robert didn't tell her anything about the movie. He valued her opinion so much he was actually nervous that night, to hear her thoughts. During an interview, (Y/N) was asked how she felt for her man being the Batman and how much she knew about the movie.

"I don't know a lot. He didn't tell me anything. All I know is that they couldn't have chosen someone talented as he is. He was the right choice to play the Batman. He is actually my Batman, Paul and Zoe." (Y/N) joked, referring to Paul Dano and Zoe Kravitz calling Robert their Batman.

The interviewer moaned "Awwnn" as Robert blushed, pulling his hair back, squeezing (Y/N)'s hand in return. It was also a clear critique for the people who said Robert was going to suck and all the bad things they had to hear those two years since he got chosen, especially because his portrayal of Edward Cullen. (Y/N) was shutting them off in a classic style, as she always wanted to have done it.

"Isn't the best thing to hear those words, Robert?"

"Yes, I mean. I wouldn't be anywhere without her support. I can't wait for her to approve this movie."

After all the interviews, meeting the rest of the cast (Zoe jogged to hug Y/N), autographs, selfies with fans, one actually asking when (Y/N) and Robert would get married and have babies, they arrived in a more empty area, only for guests and the cast.

Robert was in the middle of a conversation with actor Andy Serkis while (Y/N) stared at a huge poster of The Batman. She couldn't be happier for Rob. She knew he was going to do great, even without watching the movie. Robert was simply one of the best actors of their generation. He was going to touch so many people's hearts and she couldn't be prouder for him.

"Hey... you good?" Robert whispered, offering her a cup of wine that (Y/N) gladly accepted.

"Thank you. Yes! Said hi to Zoe earlier and she was such a sweetheart. I just couldn't take a selfie with her, since it was all so rushed." (Y/N) took a sip of her wine. Robert had never seen her so thrilled. Not even during his masturbating scene in "The Lighthouse." She actually had to control her giggles during the scene while he hid his face.

"You know..." (Y/N) started, resting her cup against the table "I hope you do know you are doing great. Shutting all the haters. I didn't even watch this movie and I know you will do amazing."

"You haven't watched the movie yet, darling. I might disappoint you" he murmured, not trying to sound more nervous.

(Y/N) grabbed his hands, pressing them against her face and giving a single kiss to each. Robert looked around but no one seemed to be paying attention to them.

"You could never. I love you. I am so proud of you, every day. I am probably going to cry this whole movie. Batman will be beating up Penguin and I will be crying overjoyed."

They both laughed, Robert passing his arms around her waist, bringing her close to him. She smelled so good that night. They hugged, ignoring everyone around for a few minutes. Robert loved how she had this power to calm him in any situation. Having her support was the basis of the whole process and he couldn't be more thankful.

"Thank you. There wouldn't be any Batman without you."

"You welcome" she sniffled, separating from him to find a napkin. She hoped she didn't mess up her eye make-up.

An assistant came to warn them the movie was going to start so Robert and her needed to be seated. (Y/N) checked herself in a spoon. She looked fine, everything on point. Good. She interlocked her fingers with Robert's again, announcing:

"Let's go, Vengeance. Let's see what you got for me."

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gingeraleluke · 2 years

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Hey babe! Can I request a blurb or smth where someone makes a comment body shaming the reader and they really take it to heart? This happened to me the other day and it’s rlly hurting😢 I tried on all of my clothes that I loved yesterday but rn I see something completely different in the mirror ugh. Anyways if u could help I would appreciate it sm🥺 vin comfort is the best🤍🤍

𝗶 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s girlfriend takes some comments about her body, to heart.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, body image/insecurity and fluff

𝗔/𝗡: this is open ended for any body type! it’s plus sized and anor3xic friendly ♡︎

i love you so much and i hope this helps. you are perfect just the way you are <3

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

when you arrived at the hype house, you weren’t expecting to see anthony, jordan, and quinton to be sprawled out on the ground of the living room with remote-controlled cars zooming everywhere. you dodged the multiple toy cars that came speaking towards you, used to their antics.

“what the hell are you guys doing?”

“quinton got us cars.” anthony laughed, getting off of the ground and grabbing his stuff to leave. as he left out the door, he said goodbye to you and gave you a small hug.

“vinnie, y/n is here!” jordan shouted, continuing to play with the rc car. kouvr and alex walked down the stairs with the camera rolling, causing everyone to focus on them.

“say hi to the vlog!”

“Y/N’S HERE?!” vinnie bursted through the hallway, alex’s camera filming his whole reaction. he noticed the camera and rolled his eyes before grabbing you and picking you up to give you a kiss.

“hi.”

“hi!”

“i’ve been waiting for you to come.” vinnie muttered, his forehead up against yours and the two of you smiling.

“ah, yes. i see from all the rambunctiousness.” you laughed, feeling vinnie’s hands run down your body and give your ass a small squeeze, his neck nuzzled in yours.

everyone put their focus on the vlog and continued out of the room, jordan and quinton leaving with the rc cars. y/n made her way upstairs to vinnie’s room. not living together really sucked, but you understood how big of a deal being at the hype house was for him. you were busy with your own job but always made the time to see him. you’d often sleep at the house for a day or two a week, and sometimes vinnie would come with you and stay at your place. the point is, even though you didn’t live together, you still saw eachother pretty much daily.

vinnie was on his pc and you were sat on his bed, taking selfies. you liked taking pictures with the mural in his background and his game setup. it always made a picture better to you. vinnie wasn’t gaming so his headphones were off, and instead he was just editing clips of an anime he rewatched. you saved a couple selfies and posted one on snapchat.

you looked up to see vinnie turned around, his back still towards you. “what?”

“you just look so hot today.”

“oh, stop it.” you scoffed, jokingly while you tried to hide how flustered you were.

“i’m serious! i love when you wear tank tops and skirts.” he turned around, typing on his keyboard. “it’s fucking sexy.”

you looked down over your outfit, analyzing the graphic tank and the plain black skirt. you normally didn’t dress like this, but you felt confident knowing that you would be seeing vinnie today. while he continued working on his computer, you went through your instagram feed.

“hey, can we watch that new disney movie?”

“what one?”

“the columbian family one, encanto! it’s with the girl with the cute hair and the glasses—i don’t know much about it, honestly, but it looks so cute and everyone on my timeline is talking about it.”

“yeah! yeah, sure, let me just finish this real quick.”

you nodded and continued on your phone, a post from a vinnie fan page had popped up on your feed. it was a screengrab from a tiktok of vinnie dancing in a pool. it was zoomed in on you in the background, wearing a swimsuit and leaning against the wall.

confused as to why they posted it, you read the caption, and then the comments.

saw this in vinnie’s new tiktok. what do you guys think about her?

@ userone: ugh, no.

@ usertwo: she seems sweet and makes him happy 🤷‍♀️

@ userthree: why is he with a girl like that tho. she’s not even hot, look at her body bro..

@ userfour: @ userthree i know…

@ userfive: @ userthree she needs help, honestly. 🤢

@ usersix: @ userthree gross asf

@ userseven: @ userthree shut the fuck up, she’s perfect wtf

@ usereight: i love her, honestly

@ usernine: she’s so hot.

@ userten: he could do better 🙄

you immediately felt your whole stomach drop. you got up on your feet and rummaged through vinnie’s drawers and pulled out a pair of sweats and a shirt. vinnie didn’t notice and continued editing.

you curled up in a fetal position on his bed and grabbed onto the skin of your stomach. those comments hit you right in the gut and now you couldn’t even look at yourself.

going onto your snapchat, you deleted the selfie you posted, feeling salty tears fall down your cheeks. you cried silently, not wanting vinnie to know. he specifically told you how things with this would happen. how dating him would have people on your back, constantly picking you apart and putting you down.

“alright!” he got up and jumped on the bed, grabbing your leg. “let’s watch some disney.”

you picked your head up, rubbing the tears from your face. “i don’t know, i’m kind of tired and wanna sleep..”

“are you crying?” his voice was delicate and sweet, the sound making your heart flutter. he was genuinely concerned and confused. sitting up, he moved around you and put your back to his chest, sitting on his lap.

“hey! what’s wrong?”

“nothing.” you shook your head and gave him a small smile.

“honey…” he broke eye contact too take in your appearance. “why’d you change?”

“i just didn’t feel pretty in it anymore..” you spoke as if it was no big deal, but he could feel the slight shaking and rapid beating of your heart.

“what happened?” he spoke, in total seriousness. he never stopping looking into your eyes, as if the answer was deep in your irises.

“do you—do you think that i’m…not healthy?”

“what?! no? why?”

“like…i don’t look weird or…unhealthy?”

“y/n, seriously, what are you talking about?”

“my body!” you whined, dropping your hands in frustration. you hated this conversation with every once of your being. you got off of his lap and looked at him.

“what about it?!”

“it’s not right!”

“what’s not right? are you in pain?”

“no! i-i don’t look like other girls do…” you started crying again, breaking down your exterior and letting it out. vinnie’s hands never left your back and he looked at you as if he was so concerned that it hurt him.

“of course you don’t! you’re y/n, you aren’t any other girl.”

“fuck vinnie, you know what i mean. i don’t have the fucking slim waist, big ass and big boobs thing that all the other girls have. i don’t have the ‘just right’ arms and the perfect legs. i don’t fucking have any of it and i’m not special and it makes me feel like shit.”

“who told you this?”

“i saw a comment on a picture—it doesn’t even matter, it’s always in the back of my head. how different my body looks next to other girls…” vinnie grabbed you by the base of your back and took you into his arms, letting you cry before speaking.

“y/n…i don’t ever want you to feel like this, and i know i can’t help much but i promise you, with fucking everything that i have, that you are enough. there’s nothing wrong with you body, baby. i LOVE your body, okay? you-you shouldn’t…feel like that..” he frowned, kissing you on the cheek. his hand was on your head and combed through the hair at your scalp.

“i love you.” you mumbled, hugging him and letting your chin rest on his back. you breathed in his cologne and closed your eyes, realizing how lucky you were to have him.

“i love you…i love everything about you.” he grabbed your chin and gave you a long and passionate kiss before rubbing his nose against yours. you hummed happily, pulling out your phone and reposting that selfie you took. you heard vinnie mumble ‘gorgeous’ when he saw your face on the screen.

“can we go see the movie now?”

“of course, baby. but only if you change back into your clothes..”

“fine.” you groaned, jokingly. stripping down in front of him as he grabbed his wallet and keys.

“oh, y/n?”

“yeah?”

“about that last part? how you aren’t special? well, i think you’re wrong. the girl sitting here, on my bed, in my clothes, is pretty fucking special.”

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mypoisonedvine · 3 years

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for sleepover….ofc gotta ask something for my beloved bunny and mobius: but what about the first time he asks her to ride his face? 👀🥵

got a couple requests for mo and bunny tonight and this.... This is Interesting

(for those who don't know, bunny is my kinda-ofc from my mobius fic loop!)

Here's the thing: it started as a joke.

You asked Mo to send you a selfie after he went to this fancy barber he'd raved to you about before, and when the notification popped up you were honestly afraid that you were about to see him fully clean shaven (and you were not emotionally ready for that).

Instead, thankfully, he'd only had his beard shaved (he'd grown stubbly over a long vacation with you) and his hair trimmed, and you could tell he wasn't sure if he was supposed to smile in the photo or not. What do you think? the caption asked.

is this seat taken, sir? you texted back with a snort to yourself at your own joke.

?? he sent back.

it's a joke... you replied, like I'm gonna sit on your face?

Oh LOL he replied back after a moment sorry I'm old

you're not old and don't be sorry, you answered. you look good, that's the point.

Thank you 🐰

Ever since you taught him how to use emojis, he was getting pretty creative.

When you saw him in-person for the first time after that, it was a good thing that it was in his apartment alone because he was suddenly all over you, like he couldn't keep his hands off of you-- you finally called him out when he randomly hugged you from behind, nuzzling into your neck while you were trying to focus on the work in front of you.

"Mo, we agreed that I'd only come over as long as we could both be productive," you giggled.

"Well, that was before I saw how good you looked in this little dress," he cooed, running his fingers over the hem and letting them brush against your thighs as well, "is this new?"

"No, you must've seen this a thousand times," you rolled your eyes. "Tell me what's really going on!"

"Fine," he relented, stepping back and turning you around to face him. "I've just been thinking about something you said before."

"That being...?"

"You made a joke, about... uh," he paused, and you weren't sure you'd seen him this shy since you two first got involved however long ago. "You made a joke about sitting on my face?"

"Oh," you remembered, and then a smirk curled on your face. "Ohh..."

"Yeah," he nodded nervously, "I honestly haven't stopped thinking about that since you said it, and... I just thought it would be... I think maybe--"

You shut him up with a sudden kiss, pulling back to give him a smile. "Mo?"

"Yeah?" he nodded, still a bit disoriented from the kiss it seemed.

"Take me to the bedroom, please."

And that he did, laying back on the bed and guiding you to carefully straddle his face as he grinned up at you and started to slide his hands up your legs and under your dress. "You look good like this," he decided. "Seems like you look good no matter how I'm lookin' at you."

"Quit sweet-talking and get that mouth to work," you playfully demanded, though any dominance you might have commanded was lost when you felt his teeth graze over your clit through your panties. "Oh, fuck..." you whispered.

"What was that?" he taunted. "I thought you said something. It couldn't have been that you were trying to tell me what to do, right?"

"N-no, Daddy," you whimpered.

"Good, I didn't think so," he winked, slipping a finger under your panties to pull them aside and diving in.

He didn't tease you anymore after that; you could tell he'd been thinking about this for a while like he said, because he went at it with no patience whatsoever. He held your thighs tight when you tried to rock your hips, shutting his eyes hard while he focused intently on tasting every part of you.

Your eyes, however, rolled back in your head when he pushed his tongue inside you. He curled it against your spot and you thought you could melt right there.

Is it too lewd to talk about the mustache? Fuck it, I'm gonna talk about the mustache: you can feel it. And it's good. It's really fucking good, because when it rubs against your clit, it's not nearly as sharp or pokey as you'd expect; just the perfect amount of roughness that makes your legs shake around his head.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," you blurted out as you gripped the headboard in front of you, and you noticed his eyes pop open in shock as he looked up at you, as if to say what you were already thinking: already?!

Of course, you should've known that coming would be no incentive for him to stop, he only sucked at you harder until you were writhing and bucking so hard that you were sure he'd have to give up-- still, your strength was no match for his and he held you down just enough to keep you from getting too far away while he assaulted you with pleasure.

"I can't, I can't, I can't," you sobbed as you felt a third orgasm building up-- he'd made you come more than that before, but something about this was different; his tongue on your clit was so intense that it was like your threshold got so much lower.

He stopped only for a moment to speak breathlessly against you: "One more, you can gimme one more, bunny," he promised. Honestly, just that little break helped you hold it together as the sensation built up past the point of no return.

At first you leaned back just to balance yourself, but when you felt your hand bump up against his erection through his trousers, you couldn't help but rub it mindlessly, almost soothed somehow by the shape and warmth of it. You realised how worked up he must be, and you were looking forward to returning the favor once he finally let you go, but then two things happened at once: with a shudder, you came while you rocked against his face; and with a moan almost lost inside you, he came in his pants.

And you both just stared at each other for a second, before you started to grin.

"Fuck, that was hot," you hummed, and he smiled too as he released his grip on your hips and let you collapse on the bed beside him.

"I didn't mean to come that fast," he admitted, after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Neither did I," you chuckled. "I should've known I wouldn't be productive here."

"You came three times and then made me come in less than a minute, sounds pretty productive to me," he shrugged.

"I hope your trousers aren't ruined," you smirked.

"Not permanently," he laughed.

"I might have to figure out how to make you do that at work, and leave you figure out how to hide it from everyone at the office," you purred, sliding closer to him on the comforter and resting your head on his chest.

"Hmm," he nodded thoughtfully, "and if you tried I might have to spank that pretty ass raw, leave you to figure out how to sit in your chair without everyone noticing that it hurts."

You bit your lip as you imagined that.

"Honestly, a regular spanking wouldn't be enough," he realised. "Good thing the uniform comes with a belt..."

And that was good enough incentive to make you behave... for now.

#mobius x reader #mobius smut #mobius m mobius x reader #saturday night sleepover

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hoodharlow · 3 years

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Don’t Move, Honey

AN: Y'all were supposed to get a fluffy Disneyland fic with light smut but Calum decided to be a whore and y'all are getting this. Also fuck Tumblr for eating this when I queued this.

Requested: Yes by my #CECOC anon and @nowherebound who engraved the idea of riding Calum's face with the mullet

Warnings: smut, use of sextoys, talks about recording a sextape (spoiler lol), and blink and you'll miss it voyeurism

Word Count: 3.9k words

Calum tripped over his Docs when he kicked them off. He bolted upstairs to his room. Earlier, when he was getting ready to drive back from a guy's trip, they had a very intense facetime call. Claudia sent him a few explicit pictures of her in only his white jersey with his last name in the back. He called her and one thing led to another. Now he stood alone and hard in an empty room.

He fished his phone out of his pocket and facetimed her. He laid back on his bed. Duke came in and nuzzled him for some overdue cuddles.

“Bueno?” She answered. She placed her phone on the shopping cart and smiled down at him.

“Where are you?” He asked, sitting up.

“Target. Remember when I said you were getting a treat?” she asked him. He nodded. “Well, I’m buying stuff to make you a chocoflan.”

Claudia stopped pushing and got on her tippy toes to reach for the cocoa powder, allowing Calum to admire how her ass looked in her leggings. She looked around and smirked to herself seeing that she had the aisle all to herself. She gave him her back and pulled down her top, exposing her breasts. She covered them with the two different brands of cocoa powder.

“Which brand did you like again?” She asked him.

Calum sat up. He looked behind her making sure no was in the aisle.

“Fuck.” he murmured. He switched the camera so that it was facing his mirror and slowly began stroking himself over his sweats. He pushed his hips up and with one hand he tugged down his sweats, exposing his cock. He rubbed the tip and rubbed himself. “Are you coming home soon? I need my pretty girl’s mouth on my cock.”

Claudia squeezed her thighs together. It has been almost two weeks since she last saw Calum. She needed him desperately. Her toys helped somewhat relieve her ache, but it wasn't the same as him fucking her. Even the dildo that was made from a mold in the shape of his cock, that he got her as a gag gift for Christmas, didn't do the job.

"No, I have to go to school and drop off some paperwork. I'll be home in an hour. Can you wait?" She asked.

"I waited almost two weeks, an hour is nothing." He said.

"Okay." she said pulling her top up as a woman walked passed her. "I'll see you in a bit then. I love you."

"I love you." Calum said before hanging up.

He sighed. He just lied to Claudia and told her that he could wait an hour. He really couldn't. He needed her badly.

He pulled his sweats and rolled into bed. He pulled Duke in for a cuddle, but the old puppy shrugged him off. He scoffed as Duke hopped off the bed and wandered out of the room.

Calum pushed himself off the bed and went to the bathroom. He quickly got himself off and went back to bed. Other than being extremely horny for his lovely girlfriend, he was tired. He spent the past two weeks hanging out and partying with his friends. He needed some rest.

He got in bed and laid on his back. After fifteen minutes of tossing and turning, Calum called his trainer and asked if he could squeeze him in for a session. Jesse responded instantly and told him that he'd be there in fifteen.

Calum unbuttoned his flannel and reached for the white jersey Claudia had left on the floor next to her dildo and vibrator. He pulled off his sweats and grabbed some black USC shorts from his duffle bag. When he caught himself in the mirror, he finally got why his girlfriend always complimented his ass. He decided to pull a Claudia and send her a booty pic. He pulled his shorts just below where his ass curved and snapped a few pictures. He saw the pictures and sighed, he tried his best not to think about Claudia on her knees in front of him gripping his ass as she sucked him off.

He sent her the pictures and added 'wish you were on your knees with your hands on me'. Claudia responded with crying emojis. To get him back she sent him a few explicit pictures of herself with her toys. She was saving them for another desert trip but now seemed like the perfect time to torture him.

Calum cursed after seeing her pictures. The one time he wanted to have the upper hand, she still managed to make him suffer. He locked his phone and went downstairs after hearing Duke bark. He picked him up and opened the door. He let Jesse into the backyard while he set up Duke's fenced area so he could be outside with them.

***

"Alright one more set on each side and we're done." Jesse said.

Calum nodded. He reached for the band and pulled it toward him while he rotated his body. His arms ached. When was out on his trip he barely worked out. In the house they rented out there was a home gym so he occasionally ran the treadmill and did a bit of weight training. It didn't compare to what Jesse was having him do.

"And zero. Alright we're done for today." Jesse said.

"Thank fuck." Calum mumbled.

He did his cool down stretches and then walked him out, agreeing to meet in two days. When he walked in the kitchen he was met with a chocoflan beautifully displayed on top of the center counter.

Claudia was home.

Calum grabbed his HydroFlask and jogged upstairs to their room. He found Claudia in one of his shirts and some sweatpants typing away on her laptop. He remembered that she was lesson planning for her internship at the magnet middle school in Boyle Heights. He was proud of her, despite everything that went down last summer, she was able to pick herself up and start fresh. She was doing something she loved and that made Calum happy.

He tiptoed over to her and kissed her head. Claudia pulled him down and kissed him.

"I felt your treat in the kitchen." she mumbled against his lips.

"I saw. I'm gonna shower." He said before kissing her once more.

Claudia slapped his ass as he walked passed, startling him. She giggled as he covered himself in case she wanted to smack his ass again.

He quickly showered and walked out naked to get his boxers. He felt Claudia's eyes on him. He turned and looked at her just as she went back to work. He put on a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers. He scrolled through his phone, checking the group chat with the guys. Luke was asking if he should finally announce his engagement with Sierra. Calum jokingly responded to wait until the following day since he was going to post later in the day.

He went to his side of the bed and connected his phone to the charger when he noticed Claudia was fully covered by her clothes. One thing he knew about her is that she always showed skin. If she wore pants or sweats, she'd wear a crop top or just wear a sports bra. And if she wore one of his shirts or hoodies, she only wore panties under, but if they had people over she wore shorts under. Then the only time when she would be fully clothed was in the winter. Seeing her in his shirt and in sweatpants at the start of June left him wondering.

What was she up to?

But decided to put the question on pause. He finally felt sleepy.

"Can I nap here while you work?" He asked her.

"This is your bed. You can nap here." she giggled. She reached for the files on his side and placed them on the floor.

Calum awkwardly crawled into bed. He laid on his back, not wanting to move in case it distracted Claudia. He closed his eyes and let sleep take over. Not even ten minutes later, he felt something wrap around his waist. He opened his eyes and saw Claudia's leg. In his sleep he ended up laying on his side so he laid on his back, allowing her to wedge her leg between his and hug his side. They both fell into a deep slumber, wrapped up in each other's arms.

Calum woke up an hour later. Claudia was still sleeping peacefully at his side. He ran his fingers over her soft curls, but it got him thinking about wrapping her hair around his hand as he fucked her face. He pictured her clearly. A proud smirk on her face as she opened her mouth wider for him. He cursed and let go of her hair.

Claudia lifted her head and pouted. "Why did you stop playing with my hair?"

"Because I'm this close to coming in my pants." He groaned sitting up to fix his pants.

"That's okay. I can just clean up the mess." She said, nonchalantly. "You know I don't mind… cleaning you up."

Calum came up with a snarky remark only for Claudia's stomach to speak up before him.

"Sorry, I haven't eaten since breakfast, unless you count the matcha lemonde I got at the Starbucks in Target." she giggled.

"We can't have that." He said. He grabbed his phone. "Let me order you some carne asada fries."

"So food then sexy time?"

"Yes, food then sexy time."

***

After food there was no sexy time.

They were on the couch settling down to finally get it on when Ashton blew Calum's phone up, asking him to record a video of him playing the piano. They tried to ignore him, but he ended up calling Calum on the landline. He went to the guest room and put on a grey smiley face hoodie and some sweats. He propped his phone next to where he placed his songs and began playing. He began recording himself.

Half an hour passed and Claudia got restless. One of her many weaknesses was Calum playing the piano. She couldn't explain why, but seeing him play always left her wanting to get on her knees for him. She tried sitting next to him on the bench, but he shot her a warning look. She noticed Calum was in the zone so he wouldn't see what she's up to.

She ran up upstairs to get her vibrator. Before she left their room, she took off her shirt and sweatpants. She returned to the living and Calum was still playing. She sat on the couch and started taking a few selfies in the lingerie set she wore. It was a red mesh set. The bra cleverly covered her nipples while the panties did nothing to cover how much she needed Calum. It also didn't help that they were crotchless. Though they did help in giving her easy access to get herself off.

She laid on the couch, propping one leg on top of the back part while her other leg was planted on the floor. She didn't even bother teasing her clit with her fingers, she was that ready for Calum. She slid her fingers in and turned on her vibrator to the lowest setting, not wanting to have the sounds reach his phone. She sighed feeling the vibrations on her clit. With that she let her fingers get to work.

She immediately moaned out for him as she got closer to climax. Claudia felt it. She sped up her fingers and circled the vibrator on her clit roughly. She was so close. Calum's name was at the tip of her tongue when she felt nothing.

Calum towered over her, vibrator in his hand. Before Claudia could even react, he tossed her over his shoulder and carried her to their room. Seeing in her red, always left him with a hard on, especially if it was lingerie. But seeing her in a red mesh set and getting herself off? He was doomed. He desperately needed to be inside her.

He gently threw her on the bed and took off his clothes, staying in his boxers. He got on top of her and leaned down to kiss her.

They moaned into each other's mouths finally kissing how they craved. Calum held himself up in a push up position and took Claudia in, playing a movie in his head about all the positions they would be doing.

"What are you doing?" She asked. She pushed down his beanie and smoothed down his curls.

"Just wanna remember you like this for my next trip." he said quickly. He ran his fingers over the material on her breasts. Her nipples hardened as he ran his thumb over them. "I think this is my favorite set. I can still hear your whimpers from when you wore it on Valentine's Day. Nice to see you got the chocolate stain off your tits."

Claudia giggled. She sat up against the pillow and intertwined her fingers with his, making him look up at her. "What if you have the material at hand?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Like, what if you had a video of us, of me in this set, doing stuff…"

Calum furrowed his eyebrows together, confused. "I don't understand."

"What if we made a sextape? You can have the video with you when you're on tour or just out of town and we can't FaceTime for whatever reason. That way you can get off."

"A sextape of us?"

"I mean yeah. Unless you can get Tyler Posey to join us or just to fuck me." she joked.

Calum laughed sarcastically at her comment. He rolled off her legs and sat across from her. "Are you sure? About us making the video. I don't want you to feel pressured."

"If I'm being honest, I wanted to make one with you when you were on tour with the Chainsmokers. I never brought it up then because we were only dating for a few months. Now we've been together for two years."

Calum sat quiet, weighing his options. He always felt bad calling her in the middle of the night when he was out of town and needy for her moans. Now with the band finally getting to go back on tour, there would be time differences that wouldn't be ideal for them. But he didn't want to risk exposing her and ruining her reputation. Being a teacher is her dream and a sex tape of her out on the internet could hinder that.

"I want to, but we can't. I don't want to risk someone hacking out iCloud accounts and releasing it to the world. It could cost you a job in the future." He said.

"I was thinking we could record it on my GoPro and just transfer the video to a USB drive. We'd store it in your safe and only take it out when you leave. I trust you, Cal." Claudia said. "If it does get leaked, we can start a couples OnlyFans, so I don't stay unemployed and you can make extra cash."

"I doubt anyone would pay for us."

"You really think your fans wouldn't pay to see how you fuck? To hear the lovely sounds you make when you come. Please, we'd be so rich."

Calum laughed. "I suppose. Jokes aside, are you really sure?'

"1000%."

"Where's your GoPro?"

Claudia clapped her hands excitedly. She hugged him and got up. She pushed the sliding door of their walk-in closet open and went inside. Where her shoes were she had a box of miscellaneous items. She rummaged through it, pulling out the small camera. She went back out and closed the door. She connected it to her computer to see how long they'd have to wait for it to charge, surprisingly it was at 85%. She placed it back on the tripod.

"All set. We just need to figure out what we're gonna do." She said,

"How about you ride my face? I always wanted to see how we look." Calum offered.

She nodded. "Then I can go down on you. Or I go down on you then you go down on me, since that way you can hard so you'll be ready to fuck me."

"Doggystyle or our usual missionary." He asked.

"Doggystyle would look hot, especially when you fuck me facing the mirror." Claudia suggested, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Doggystyle it is."

"I have one request though…"

"What is it?"

"Can you change back into the flannel and sweats you wore when you FaceTimed me at Target?"

***

Calum leaned back on his elbows, as Claudia sucked him off. He reached forward and pulled her hair into a makeshift ponytail, so the camera could get her and her ungodly mouth. He gently pushed her back as he thrusted his hips into her mouth.

"Fuck, pretty girl." he moaned loudly.

He stood up and kept fucking Claudia's mouth. He maneuvered them so that the camera got his backside as she pushed up his flannel to his waist and dug her nails into his ass. He felt close so he loosened her grip on her and let her finish him off.

Claudia jerked him off on her tongue then she slipped him back in her mouth. She swirled her tongue and bobbed her head. Calum moaned and whimpered, begging her to make him come. She only had his tip in her mouth and stroked him. His climax came out of nowhere. He whined and cursed as she continued taking him until he was empty.

Calum slowly pulled out of her. Claudia opened her mouth, proudly showing him that she swallowed every last bit of him.

"That's my pretty girl." Calum said. He bent down and kissed her. He let his hand wander down to her chest to her core. He slid his ring and middle finger in her and pulled them out. "Fuck you're ready to sit on my face aren't you pretty girl."

"Yes. I want your tongue to make me come. I missed it so much." Claudia said sweetly to him.

Calum pressed a chaste kiss on her temple. Claudia tugged him down to the floor where they had a comforter spread out to prevent them from getting tired against the hardwood floor. Their kiss deepened and without breaking their kiss, she laid him down. They kissed with so much urgency.

Finally, Claudia settled above his face, pressing her hands against the mirror doors in front of them. Calum looked up at her from between her legs with the most caring eyes. He leaned upward, needing her hips closer to his face, pressing her dripping core against his tongue.

She gasped when he dipped his tongue into her.

Claudia moaned loudly, resting her head on her arm as one of her hands dropped to his hair. She tightly gripped his curls as she swayed her hips against his tongue. He brought one of his hands to her core and slipped his ring and middle finger in her. His other hand made her way to her breasts to play with her nipples.

Claudia threw her head back and moaned his name. He groaned lowly.

“Fuck, don’t stop, right there. Fuck me so good.” Claudia panted. She wiggled her hips on his face, riding his tongue as she came. He sucked her clit through her high, making her a moaning mess.

“Holy shit, Cal,” she sighed breathlessly.

Claudia pulled away and sat on his tummy. She laid down on top of him, and felt him wrap his arms around her.

"You did so good, pretty girl." Calum whispered. He smoothed back her hair and kissed her cheek. "We can stop. With what we have, I'm good."

"I just need five minutes." Claudia mumbled. She reached over for the GoPro and turned it off while they rested.

After the five minutes passed, Calum turned on the GoPro. He gently pushed Claudia on her back. They slowly kissed.

Without pulling away from their kiss, Calum placed her leg on his shoulder. One of his hands made its way back to her hips and lazily ran his finger tips around her core, sending her goosebumps all over. With the other, he balanced himself so he wouldn't squish her.

She sighed against his lips; she could never get tired of how his lips felt against hers. She pulled away and gasped as he pulled his middle and ring fingers out of her.

Claudia rolled her eyes as he exaggeratedly licked his fingers clean. She pushed his hand down and leaned down to kiss him. She moaned as his fingers fucked into her at a deliciously slow pace. Her hips followed Calum’s fingers. In a matter of minutes she was close.

“Cal—”

“I know, pretty girl.” He pressed his thumb against her clit and increased his pace.

“Sh—Calum.” She moaned out. She gripped his hand as she came.

"Hands and knees, pretty girl." Calum said. He leaned down and kissed her before he sat on his knees.

Claudia stood on her knees and fixed her panties. She laid on her stomach with her ass in the air.

He took his time stroking himself as he lined up with Claudia’s entrance. With one hand on her hip, he used the other to guide his cock. He rubbed his length up and down her slit. Claudia knew this was him getting back at her as he continued to run his tip up and down her folds.

She looked over her shoulder to him and pouted as he continued to tease her. “Cal.” she whined.

“I need to get hard.”

Before she could make a remark, he roughly pushed himself inside her. “Shit!”

“That’s what I thought, pretty girl.”

Calum used both hands to grip her hips. He leaned down, pulling Claudia’s back to his chest as he kissed her shoulder. He slowly started thrusting his hips, letting her get used to him. She kept her eyes shut as he fucked her.

“Fuck.” Calum moaned out.

His lips kissed all over her neck as he continued to fuck Claudia. She rocked back against him, meeting his thrusts.

“Fucking missed you, Claudia.” He whispered in her ear. Calum shifted his hips as he thrusted into her. The new angle hitting her in the spot that made her a moaning mess.

“Please, fuck—.” Claudia moaned out, not being able to finish what she was saying.

She pushed back rougher to meet his thrusts. He gripped her hips with one hand while the other went down to her clit. Calum worked his fingers roughly as he pushed his hips into Claudia.

He buried his face in her neck, kissing her sweet spot. Her quiet praises filled the room, egging him on. She quietly whimpered his name, lazily meeting his thrusts before her orgasm took over. Calum followed soon after. With a few thrusts, he pushed himself deep inside Claudia, spilling every last drop in her.

Calum pulled out of her and plopped next to her. Claudia reached over for the GoPro and turned it off. She curled up to his side, closing her eyes. She felt a soft fabric over her back as Calum undid her bra. She frowned that she only felt the fabric on her back. She opened her eyes and giggled.

"You wore the flannel the whole time?" She asked him.

"You said you wanted me to wear it." He argued.

"Yeah when I sucked your dick, not the entirety of our sex tape."

"I didn't hear you complain. In fact you were telling how good I was."

"I doubt it."

"I can prove it to you. We literally have it on tape, Claudia."

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loousir · 3 years

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[Gorgon] Some Secrets Should be Said

Gorgon Male x Unaware/Oblivious Male Reader

Eros

Warnings: Tiniest ammout of homophobia/racisim, smoochin in a supply closet, YOU MAY BE IN HIGHSCHOOL BUT YOU ARE 18

Masterlist

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It was an early Monday morning. The usual early birds were arriving at school, you being one of them. Rumor was going around of a new student getting enrolled. There were only three high schools in this small town; One for monsters, one for humans, and one for both. You were enrolled in the one that shared with monsters. The overall relations in the school were good, other than the typical high school antics.

You had just been dropped off by your sibling and we're walking into the building. A few people smiled your way and you smiled back, heading to your first hour. The teacher was a Satyr and she was a bubbly as ever, happy to see you in the morning. "Good morning (Y/n), we have a new student coming today." Your ears perked up and you looked over to her.

"Ah, we do? So the rumor was true after all?" She laughed and said, "Yes! He's gonna make a bit of history here." You became confused at her statement as you walked over to your seat. "What do you mean by that?" You asked setting your bag on the table. "I might get in a bit of trouble for telling but..." She walked over, her hooves clacking on the floor as she did. She leaned in on the table, "He will be the first Gorgon to be enrolled into the school!"

She seemed overly excited about the new student but you smiled at her enthusiasm. "You seem awfully happy about that. Is he in our class?" You asked, sitting down in your chair. Her smiled seemed to get wider as she nodded. You paused for a moment and leaned back. "Does that mean he's gonna sit by me?" She nods again. "Yep! You are the only one without a table partner. I'm sure you'll be fine. He's a nice kid." She ruffeled your hair and you swatted her hands away. "Auntie, you know I'm taken right?" She isn't your biological aunt but she's very close with your mom so you call her it for fun.

She laughed and walked away saying, "He's a cute one." You sighed and rolled your eyes as you pulled out your phone. You opened Snapchat and sent a message to your boyfriend.

You took a cute selfie, looking down at the phone while your forehead rested on the table.

Aunties super excited about our new student.

Ngl, I kinda am too. She said he was a Gorgon and I think she's onto my facination with cute snakes xx

You sent the snap and put your phone face down on the table before resting your face on your bag. A minute or so passed before you got a message back.

It was a black screen but he usually sent one. Admittedly, you have never seen him but you respected that since you fell in love with his personality, which was charming as ever.

Don't go cheating on me now ;)

I might just have to show you I'm cuter xx

You smiled and took another selfie.

So that means I get to see you then??? Game on babe xx

You smiled as you sent it. Yeah, it was cheesy flirting but it made you happy none the less. A few seconds later he messaged back with another black screen.

Hmm, I just might lol

You sent that you love him too and put your phone in your pocket. Smiling slightly as you looked up to see that some other students were starting to show up. Soon enough, the first bell for class to start rings and students filter in, taking their seats. Five minutes later, you still haven't seen a certain Gorgon as the final bell rings, saying anyone who wasn't there was late.

Gotta get to class, message you when I can

Love you xx

Mrs. Hucksburry stood at the front of the class, writing some last minute things on the board. "Alright class," Most of the students quiet down at her words. "As you may have heard, we have a new student today! I want you to treat him with respect as he is one of us," She said referring to her fellow monsters. "He is the first of his kind to be enrolled into our schools system." Right as she finished speaking, the door opened to show a rather handsome face and a the obvious 'hair' that came in the shape of several small, darkly colored snakes that seemed to form some sort of style.

He wore rather nice and stylish clothes, very 90's -esk. Mrs. Hucksburry smiled more and looked over to him. "Good morning Mr. Lamollot, glad to see you made your way here." He smiles a cute and almost shy smile, making a pair of girls in class giggle. You watched and tuned out what they were saying before seeing he was looking at you.

You waved to him as he walked over to your table. "I'm guessing you're (Y/n)?" You smiled and nodded, "That'd be me." You put your bag on the floor next to the table and he quietly sat down next to you. "I'm Eros by the way." He was quiet when he spoke as class had officially started. You pulled out a notebook with a pen/pencil and made a message page.

You have the same name as my boyfriend!

You tore the paper out and slid it over to him while he was getting his own notebook and pen. Notes were handwritten on the board since the projector broke and hadn't been replaced yet but no one seemed to mind. The paper was slid back over to you.

Really? What are the chances of that?

His hand writing was nice for a boy and you looked out of the corner of your eye to see him smiling. You smiled too and wrote back.

Who knows but I think it's cool

You slid the paper back and he took a minute to slide it back but you patiently waited since you would have done the same. He didn't write anything on it.

You seem pretty chill Eros, wanna hang out at lunch? Also can I see your schedule? • 3 •

The paper was passed back for the fifth time during class and all it said was his schedule along with a "Sure!" underneath. You told him that the two of you share the same schedule. WhAt A cOiNcIdEnCe.

You looked over to him to see him looking at the paper. He looked up to you and you smiled. Eros smiled back and took the paper to ask.

Do you have early release too?

You read it as he wrote and he looked up to you. You nodded and he wrote again.

Wanna go chill at the park?

You shrugged and nodded again when he looked up to you. He smiled and nodded as the two of you went back to working on class work. You hadn't noticed it before but, his snakes seemed to be interested in you, which you thought was cute.

--- Skip to Break ---

An hour and a half had passed and the two of you had talked a bit throughout the time. The bell for break just rang and you got up with Eros. The two of you walked out to the hallway. "Let me make a stop by my locker real quick then we can go to next hour and chill there for break." He nodded and leaned against the locker next to you when two girls walked up to him. They were the same pair from first hour.

"Hey Eros, wanna hang with us at lunch?" The "leader" asked, standing in front of him. "Yeah that'd be like, totally cool if you did." Her buddy said, standing next to him. "Oh, sorry, me and (Y/n) al-" She cut him off with a scoff. "Oh you mean halfie? That kids got an imaginary boyfriend. How about you just ditch him and come eat with us." Eros looked over to you to see you had tensed and slowed your movements.

The girls focus turned on you, making you bite your lip. "Do you think you could not ruin this guy? He's like, super hot and doesn't need to be tainted by you." You looked away and felt a vibration come from your phone. You took the chance and opened it to see a message from your boyfriend. She smirked, "Did your 'boyfriend' text you? What'd he say?" She asked in a taunting tone.

You ignored her and opened the message. It was a new picture of the "super hot" guy standing next to you looking down to his phone.

Wanna dip babe?

These bitches are annoying the fuck outta me lol

The three of you looked up to him surprised as you closed your locker. He awkwardly smiled and said, "Guess I had to ruin that surprise cause some bimbos wanna fuck a gay guy." He laughed and walked over to you, grabbing your hand. You were speechless.

How did I not connect the dots earlier? Am I really that dense?

"It's a shame too. I was considering being friends, until you insulted my boyfriend, that is." He locked your fingers and looked back at the two. "Go suck a dildo, whore." Eros flipped them off and walked off with you around the corner, looking for a private spot. "Anywhere there won't be eavesdroppers?" He asked quietly. You nodded and lead him to a back room.

You opened the door with the key you had and let you go in first. The room was pretty nice considering it was useless. You turned on the light at set your bag down, Eros doing the same. "Are you really my boyfriend?" You asked stepping closer to him. He blushed and nodded, "I... I think so... I kind of ruined the supr-mm!" His eyes widened as you connected your lips to his. You pulled away and were about to speak when he connected them again, pressing his body into yours slightly.

He pulled away and you smiled, a blush was covering your face. "I've wanted to do that for so long." You said looking up to him slightly. "Me too." He said, hugging you close. "Why did you lie to me about being human?" You asked, resting your face on his chest. "I was... Scared of how you'd react if I told you the truth." You pulled away and looked up to him. "Are you kidding? Look what I was missing out on!" You said, making gestures to him.

Eros smiled and laughed. "I have a question for you though," You tilted your head slightly. "Why did they call you halfie?" You looked away and brushed back the hair around your ears. The tips of them were pointed much like an elf's but not as long. "My dads an elf. They like to use it as an insult since they're full and I'm not..."

Eros smiled again and nuzzled his nose to the crook of your neck. His snakes were gently booping their noses against your cheek as if giving you small kisses. You giggled at the sensation and he hummed to ask what was so funny. "Your snakes are cute." You said gently intertwining your fingers with them. He gently kissed your neck and rubbed your sides. "Well, they love you just as much as I love you." He said closing his eyes and hugging you.

You smiled and removed your hand to cup his cheek and make him look at you. His golden eyes were half lidded as he did. "Well," You said almost mocking him in away. "I love you and your snakes too." His eyes closed as he leaned in and yours did the same, both of your lips connecting again.

Eros pressed himself into you as both of you kissed. You pulled away first for air and he kissed your cheek and jaw lightly. You checked your phone when he pulled away he asked. "I'm curious how you got a key to a janitors closet." You leaned up to him and kissed his cheek. "My biological uncles the principal and he gave me the room to chill if I need to. It's usually where I would hang out for lunch but I dont really need to anymore since early release and all."

He "ooh'd" and nodded. "Makes sense. Wish I had a place like this at my old school." He looked back at you and his eyes went to your hair while you were checking something on your phone. Eros almost hesitantly brushed his fingers through your (h/c) hair. You jumped slightly at the sudden touch but enjoyed it none the less. "We have 4 minutes by the way." You said closing your eyes and leaning into his hand.

"Your hair is really nice. It's so soft." He smiled when you did and he gently kissed your nose while removing his hand from your hair. You tried your best to make it look like how it did before. "Sorry." He said gently with a small laugh. "Don't be, let's head to next hour so we can get this day done with and hang out." He nodded at your words and you grabbed his hand as the two of you grabbed your bags and quietly made it to the class you're meant to be in.

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The last two hours of school they had went by pretty quickly. The bell for lunch and early release seniors rang, making most people rush to leave or go to lunch. You and Eros lagged behind, waiting for the halls to clear a bit. He gently grabbed your hand as you finished putting your bag on. "Do you wanna go to the park or my house? I have a car so it doesn't matter too much on which you pick." He said with a small laugh.

You blushed and shrugged, "I would probably like your house since it's kinda cold out right now..." The two of you walked out of the class, hand in hand. The pair of girls from earlier watched with hatred/jealousy as the two of them walked out together. They were all going the same way so they got to see Eros walk you to his 1969 Blue Camaro.

Eros unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for you to get in to which you gladly accepted. You set your bag down by your feet and buckled as he set his bag in the back and got in. "I hope my dad isn't home." He said closing his door and starting the car. "Why do you say that?" You asked as he buckled his seat belt.

He sighed and leaned back on his seat. "He doesn't actually know we're... Y'know, dating. Or if he does he has no clue you're a guy..." You nodded and looked to him while he backed out from the parking lot. "We can still go to the park. I'll survive I'm sure." You said softly. "Plus I kinda wanna wear your jacket..." You mumbled the last part while looking away but he heard and smiled, acting as if he didn't hear.

"There's one close to my house we can go to. It's pretty cool if you wanna go there." Eros said while stopping at a light. "That sounds good." He smiled again and looked over to you before looking back at the light. Seeing it change to green, he stepped on the gas again and headed to the destination.

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The ride was comfortably quiet other than the occasional comment about something in the passing scenery. "Ok, we're here." Eros said, parking his car in the relatively empty parking lot. "I've never seen this place before. It's really pretty." You said as the two of you stepped out.

"Yeah. It's pretty quiet here. I usually hang out here after school. I have never been home "on time" since I got a car 3-ish years ago." You smiled and held his hand as he locked the car and put the keys away. "I'll take you to my favorite spot. There's all kinds of secret areas thanks to the trees." He said with a slight child like glee. You giggled like the school boy that you are as he dragged you along through a beautiful walkway that was shaded by the trees. "Gods it's so pretty here." You said under your breath.

You walked for what felt like forever before he shifted to stand behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist. He removed his hand to show one of the few non blank pictures he sent. "Oh wow." The winter sun was shining over the neighboring town, giving a good idea of just how small it was. "We have a cliff?" You asked suddenly, making Eros laugh and hug you close to his body.

Eros smiled as he took a turn off the path and up a small hill. He stopped and gently let go of your hand, covering your eyes. You reached up to remove his hand but he stopped you. "W-what are you doing Eros?" He giggled and started walking, making you grab onto him afraid of running into something. "Eros?!"

"Don't worry babe. I promise it's nothing bad. I know you'll like it."

"Kinda crazy right?" He said before resting his chin on your shoulder. You nodded as his snakes gently booped you're temple and cheek again, making you smile. You reached up and gently placed a hand on Eros' cheek, rubbing your thumb against his jawline. "Wanna sit down? I have two and a half hours before I have to be home." You nodded again and he pulled away, leading you over to a fairly large tree.

He took off his jacket and tossed it up onto a branch before jumping into the tree himself. You were surprised before he reached down to help you up. "C'mon, it'll give us some privacy just incase anyone comes over here." You somewhat hesitantly took his hand and he helped pull you up onto the thick tree branch. He leaned back against the trees core, letting his legs hang down and inviting you to do the same against him.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence again while he hugged you close, resting his head against your shoulder. "I love you. A lot." He mumbled softly into your ear. You smiled and held onto the top of his hand that was holding onto your stomach. "I love you a lot too." You mumbled back. "Oh and, do you wanna wear my jacket now? I noticed you were shivering ever since we started walking."

You blushed and looked down to the tree branch and ground below it. "I didn't think you heard me say that..." He giggled and leaned forward a bit, grabbing the jacket off the branch it was hooked on to. You moved forward and he helped you put the slightly bigger jacket on. You snuggled into the lingering warmth, taking in his soft cologne.

"Your jacket smells good babe." Eros chuckles and pulls you against his chest again. "Well, it's got my favorite cologne on it so if course it smells good." You smile and let your head fall back against his shoulder and he kissed your temple.

"So. Do you wanna explain yourself a bit?"

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#mxm #monster x male reader #male monster x reader #x male reader #monster male x male reader #monster male #oneshot

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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This could be a request or not depending on how much time you have 😅 but for your information, yes, I am thinking Tom giving y/n hickies on her neck like the night before a bunch of interviews the next day and she's like, "Are you serious?" and he's like "I couldn't resist, I just love you so much!" and when y/n shows up the next day wearing a turtleneck after she told Zendaya that she would be wearing a dress Z immediately gets suspicious and figures it out bc I feel like she's like that 😅😂

Hehehe I haven’t written anything smutty lately and I miss it. So thank you for requesting this anon, much love to you🥰 Ugh, the thought of this gave me butterflies in my stomach😭 Happy reading!❤️

Also, little note for everyone who’s sending me requests! Yes, I see all of them! Part of the reason why I haven’t done some of them yet is because I have to think of concepts on how to execute them properly. So bear with me, love you all🥰

💌.

Love Bug

My soft boi🥺

Warnings: implied smut

(Gif from Pinterest)

The AC in your bedroom was just not doing you justice. The Californian heat was at an all time high today and has transformed you home into an Easy Bake oven. Though you were probably exaggerating, your thin crewneck sweater still clung onto your skin, making you uncomfortable. Peeling the sweater off your body, you toss it into your laundry basket. You’re left in a tank top and some lounging shorts as you sprawl yourself out on your bed. The coolness of the comforter bringing your body some relief from the heat.

Sinking into the sheets, the hustle and bustle of the day finally hits you. You’ve had a long day of press with your cast mates, promoting the movie you were all in, Spider-Man: Far From Home. You loved your job, but the press tours could just be so tiring. You were forced to wake up early in the morning and sit in a room for how many hours of the day to only be asked the same questions (most of the time). Though press tours did have its pros, meeting fans around the world and traveling to new countries was something you always looked forward to.

Marvel being Marvel, they always had to make it big. For the last few weeks you have all been traveling around the world, tired but nonetheless having an amazing time. Thankfully, this was the last stop of the press tour, California. You were back in your own bed and your boyfriend was staying with you for the time being.

You were on your phone, going through Instagram and looking at various photos that were taken today during today’s press engagements. You’ve even made your own contribution and posted your own batch of selfies and funny videos.

The door to the connected bathroom in your room opens and reveals your boyfriend. Your eyes break their focus on your phone and shift to the man in front of you. You smile and turn your phone off giving him all your attention. A smile forms on his own lips as he crawls up the bed to join you.

“Missed you all day.” He whispers against your skin, placing his head on your chest. His arms are wrapped around your figure, one leg hooked over yours. You move the hood of his sweatshirt from over his head and began to run your hands through his hair.

“Mmm, I missed you too.” He cuddles closer to your chest, arms tightening around you. His eyes momentarily shut, basking in your soothing motions.

“How was your day with Jake?” You ask him. As much as Tom wanted to do press with you, he was stuck doing them with Jake, while you did your interviews with Z and Jacob. Tom enjoyed having his interviews with Jake, but he missed being near you, even if you were just a room away.

Tom shifts so his lips are near the skin of your exposed neck. He hums against you before his lips come into contact with the soft surface. He had been tempted to mark you up all day. You wore a beautiful spring dress with a low neckline that displayed the skin of your neck. All he wanted to do was scatter red and purple love bites all over you, letting the world know you were his.

You gasp as he nips on the space between your neck and shoulder. “Interviews were good, but I just couldn’t get you out my head.” He slots himself between your legs and presses you down into the mattress.

“Teasing me with the pretty little dress of yours. Just wanted to kiss you and mark you up.” He says huskily against your neck. His breath sent shivers down your spine as goosebumps formed on your skin. His mouth sucks harder on the spot, teeth nipping gently, while his tongue soothed the bruising spot. He moved up so one of his hands are holding him up beside your head while his other strokes your side.

“Baby, we have an early morning tomorrow.” You didn’t want him to stop, but it was currently 2am and you were both expected to be awake by 6am.

His lips have made their way to the other side of you neck, pressing light kisses that turned to open mouthed ones. You giggle gently pulling him away from your neck so you can look him in the eyes.

“Babyyy.” He whines trying to shove his head back into the spot. A pout is on his lips, which were now a darker shade of pink from how much he was sucking on your skin.

“Tom, we need to be up at six.” You reminded him. Tom leans closer a boyish grin now on his expression. You couldn’t help but kiss him back when his lips captured yours. You feel him smirk against you as he pulls away.

The hand on your side moves to cradle the side of your face, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip. “We’ll be quick, I just wanna feel you. Please?”

You stare at him for a moment as his hand drifts down your body and by your shorts. Excitement swirls in your belly as his fingers get closer to your growing heat. He kisses your cheek as his hand slips past the band of your shorts to cup your mound. The wetness brings a smirk to his face as his dark eyes gaze into yours.

“Baby, look how wet you are.” He praises you as he moves your panties aside and dips his fingers into your wetness. You sigh, eyes slightly rolling back as his fingers spread your wetness on your folds.

“Fine, but—“ You bring your finger to point again him, “No marks on my neck, I’m wearing a dress tomorrow with a low cut again.”

Tom nods connecting your lips again, “Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” He assures you before diving his head back into your neck.

~next morning~

You enter the bathroom, tying your hair up to keep it away from your face. You turn the shower on and wait for the water to warm up. While you wait you take a look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes widen when you get a glimpse of you neck. You gasp out loud as you see the sides of your neck with red bruises with hints of purple on them. You had them on both sides of your neck and a small one almost on the center of your throat.

“TOM!” You yell, your voice echoing in the bathroom. There was some rustling behind the door before it was yanked open. Tom entered in nothing but his boxers looking disheveled, hair pointing in all types of direction and his eyes barely open.

“What happened?” His voice was raspy, something that usually made you swoon but right now you couldn’t even focus on it.

You turn to him, aggressively pointing to your neck. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful!” You mock him, repeating what he said to you last night before he railed you into the mattress.

Tom’s eyes widen as well before he cringed. To be fair, you did warn him. He just didn’t know how to hold back when it came to you. He cautiously approaches you a sheepish grin on his face.

“I know it looks bad..” he begins. You shoot him a look, “Are you serious right now? Tom it looks like an octopus strangled me!”

Tom moves back to look at you, “Well you weren’t complaining last night.” You shoot him another look and he nods knowing you were annoyed with him at the moment. He stands behind you looking at the mirror you were both in front of. His arms wrap around your torso as he tries to soften you up.

“I’m sorry, I just love you so much and I couldn’t resist it. I love making love to you and I just get so lost in it and I know you warned me too, I’m sorry.” He apologizes hugging you from behind. You could tell he actually felt bad by the genuine look in his eyes. You sigh leaning back into him and resting your hands above his, interlocking your fingers.

“I forgive you, it happens.” You mumble, head trying to come up with ways to cover up your neck. “How do I even cover this up?”

Tom looks at your neck through the mirror, “Makeup will work right? Just put on some concealer or that color corrector thing you use.”

You nod at his suggestion. “That’ll work for a few hours, but makeup wears off. What if I accidentally wipe it off?”

Tom pursed his lips together in thought, “You could ask Laura to bring you something with a turtleneck.”

“It’ll barely move and your neck will be covered the entire time.” He suggests.

“Yeah, it’ll probably work. I just hope she hasn’t left yet, I should text her.” You move from Tom’s hold and turn the shower off. Before you leave the bathroom, Tom pulls you into a hug again. His face nuzzles against your hair, “I’m sorry, again.”

You smile and stroke his back, “I told you I forgive you, it’s ok love.” You pull away and peck his lips. Tom smiles and leans down to kiss your shoulder. Something he always did when you guys were having a moment. Instantly, you jump back and push him off, “Get your fucking lips away from my neck. I don’t need anymore hickies right now.”

~later~

Your stylist, Laura, ended up bringing you a stunning white dress that stopped above your knees. It was short sleeved, hugged your curves perfectly, and had a turtleneck that covered your neck. She gave you a pair of leather knee high boots which pulled the look together. Your hair was curled, pulled back into a half up and down style while short strands of hair framed your face. Compared to the panic you felt when your first saw the hickies, you were relieved when you saw yourself in the mirror again an hour later. You felt like a modern Go Go Girl as you admired your outfit.

You arrived at the hotel where all the interviews were being held. You make your rounds of greeting everyone, saving Z and Jacob last since you’ll be with them the whole day. You enter the room and see the two of them already sitting in front of the cameras. Jacob spots you first, “Aye! Good morning!”

You smile and walk up to them, giving them both hugs. When you pull away from Z she gives you a look. Her eyes scan you from head to toe, squinting at your dress.

“Weren’t you just complaining that yesterday was too hot? Why are you in a turtleneck?” She interrogates you. You smile nervously at her while you settle in the seat on the other side of Jacob.

“Um, you know, it’s a bit chilly today.” You lie. Jacob eyes you as well catching on Z’s point.

“(Y/n), it’s 95 degrees outside.” He tells you eyes panning around the room. Zendaya smirks leaning forward to get a better look at you, “I think someone was busy last night.”

“No, I wasn’t. I had a very nice sleep, thank you very much.” You sweetly smile at her crossing your arms.

Jacob snickers beside you, “I bet you did.”

“I guess Thomas couldn’t keep his hands off you last night.” She teased, exposing you.

“Or his mouth.” Jacob quickly adds smirking. Your cheeks get flustered squeezing your eyes shut. Jacob and Z burst out laughing at Jacob’s comment.

“I don’t even have a come back, blame Tom.” You throw your hands up in the air giving up. Z calms down and leans over Jacob to rest a hand on your knee.

“Hey, it’s ok, man. If I were Tom, I wouldn’t keep my hands off you either.” She tells you jokingly, helping you get over the embarrassment of wearing a turtleneck. You catch on and wink at her, “Aye, say less.” Your hand resting on top of hers.

Jacob puts his hands up looking shocked, “What did I just walk into? I—I gotta go.” He pretends to shove your hands away and gets up from his seat.

“I’m telling Tom about the sexual tension I felt in this room.” He yells over his shoulder as he walks out the room. You and Z look at each other amused, “Is he actually?”

Z shrugged, “Honestly, he’s probably getting some water. He was thirsty.”

The two of you catch up with each other. Talking about the press tour and what you were both planning on wearing for the premiere. You were in the middle of describing your dress when Tom bursts into the room with Jacob trailing behind him.

“STAY AWAY FROM MY WOMAN.”

#marvel #mcu #avengers #Tom Holland #Tom Holland x reader #Tom Holland smut #tom holland drabble #tom holland one shot #tom holland headcanon #ally’s requests

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ssamie · 3 years

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epilogue. “your girlfriend’s kinda hot”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and suggestive themes + dirty jokes

masterlist. suicide freak!

"hey uh, welcome to my stream i guess" he said as he spared the camera a quick glance "im not really playing tonight because an incident has recently occurred in this household" kenma said with a tired sigh

nobody else knew it, but the said 'incident' was y/n accidentally setting half of their living room on fire

the reason? apparently, she wanted to try burning herself to death in the furnace. obviously, it didn't work. and all that's left from that is more shit for kenma to clean up and a trip to yosano-san.

kenma is stressed. and y/n is still alive. both of them are facing problems.

"can you please wear a maid outfit- no."

kenma shook his head as he continued playing, glancing at the chat once in a while to read the veiwers' questions and comments

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user: how about cat ears?!

user: ^^ cATBOY CATBOY CATBOY

user: u suck at this game wtf

kuroo.tetsu: hey kenma ;)

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"first of all, i do not suck at minecraft thank you very much" kenma scoffed

"second of all, go away kuroo. im still mad at you"

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user: LMFAOOO kuroo what did u do?? 💀💀

user: he probably broke kenma's pc

user: PLSS he's the one kenma’s throwing shade at on twitter

kuroo.tetsu: STOP THE SLANDER 😔✋🏼

user: rooster head lookin ass

user: ^^ NOT THE HAIR

kuroo.testsu: 😃😃

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kenma sighed as he continued building a cute little cottage. he was currently vibing, just building y/n a cute cottage for her to probably burn later on.

and he decided it would be nice to go on stream since his oh-so-lovely girlfriend was still out for work.

ah yes, kenma has somehow kept y/n alive all those years.

barely.

hence why his phone was being bombarded with messages from her, all of which being blurry selfies.

the photos had her sporting a huge grin while atsushi panicked in the background.

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user: ayo, ur phone's blowing up

user: do you have a girlfriend?

user: KODZUKEN LET ME SUCK UR TOES 😋😋🤩

user: ^ ayo chill 😃

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kenma simply ignored them and continued on with his task. all was going well until a loud slam was heard. his cat-like eyes widened as he heard a familiar voice singing from downstairs, it was undoubtedly y/n.

kenma chuckled nervously and muted his mic.

but of course, cute dumb catboy didn't actually mute his mic. haha <3

he ignored all the questions in the chat, all of them being speculations that he has a girlfriend. which he does, but they simply did not need to know that <3

"kenma~" she yelled out "i have a surprise for you!!" she said, followed by menacing giggles.

kenma glanced at the camera before hopping off his gaming chair and peeking his head out of the door.

"y/n, im streaming!! stay down there!" he yelled out in panic

"aw, you're playing hard to get aren't ya?" she chuckled

kenma deadpanned as he saw her limping up the stairs, with her bandages torn and unravelled, same with her clothes. he didn't really think much of it since this is usually how she comes home.

its most likely just due to work and/or another suicide attempt.

"so, kenma.. you'll never know what just happened to me today" she started off with a goofy grin

"im streaming, atleast let me turn it off first-"

she paid no mind to him as she peeled off her ruined coat and pointed to her poorly bandaged stomach

"i got stabbed!"

"you got what?!"

kenma furrowed his brows as he immediately rushed over to his side, cradling her face and waist as he inspected her injuries

"are you okay, kitten?" he asked worriedly

"yep, apparently it wasnt deep enough to be fatal" she sighed dejectedly

"please don't be sad about that." kenma groaned "can you undress?"

"ara ara~ whats this?" she cooed "you're getting real bold, kenma" she smirked at him

she unbuttoned her shirt and started pulling down on her skirt "but since you asked so nicely-"

kenma simply sighed and shook his head. "i was gonna prepare you a bath but now im considering leaving you here to die"

"but the second option would've been better though" she smiled at him

"oh my fucking god."

kozume kenma. (22)

╰─▸ university student, stock trader, pro-gamer, youtuber, ceo of bouncing ball lpt.

╰─▸ y/n's struggling boyfriend. definitely needs a pay after all he's been through.

╰─▸ currently panicking because his girlfriend got stabbed.

l/n y/n. (22)

╰─▸ operative/member of the armed detective agency.

╰─▸ kenma's girlfriend. kinda dumb, very hot to compensate for it. still hasn't died yet.

╰─▸ currently bleeding and wounded. also hoping for severe blood loss.

"kenma, did you know" she mused in a teasing tone "lack of sleep and too much stress could possibly lead to poor memory and lack of awareness"

kenma looked up at her with a look of confusion. he was currently kneeled down before her while she was sat on the bed as he cleaned her wound up with a damp towel.

"why are you telling me this?" he asked

"i just thought it probably applied to you" she snickered

"why? i didnt forget anything-"

he cut himself off with a huge intake of air. he slowly turned his head to look at the screen which still had his stream going on. to make it worse, the camera was on and they were both clearly in the camera's field of view.

to make things worse worse, his mic was on the whole time and the live chat was in shambles.

"i hate it here" he sighed

kenma laid his head on her lap as he continued on patching her up, honestly not caring that this whole scene was being recorded for thousands or millions of people to see.

"well, atleast the internet could finally see my beauty before i die" she laughed

she ran her fingers through kenma's hair as he grumbled under his breath. kenma was a pretty private person. he made sure not to overshare, given his current 'influencer' status. and he was planning on keeping his relationship a secret, though it seems he can't do that anymore.

"might as well say hi" she shrugged

so of course, she then decided to walk up to the camera looking utterly dishevelled and roughed up.

for context, the newly wrapped bandages around her stomach was being stained already by a crimson red hue and it was only getting worse the more she moved, undoubtedly messing up her wound.

"hi, im kenma's girlfriend and if i see you flirting with him i will make you regret it" she grinned

"y/n!" kenma groaned from the bed "you're close to dying right now, turn the stream off"

ignoring him, she proceeded to read the veiwers' comments, laughing at some of them while she joked around.

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user: heLLO?!?!

user: GE HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOOO

user: bruh, did i just hear that right? were you fuckin stabbed?

user: ur kinda hot tho

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kenma furrowed his brows as he reluctantly walked up behind her, reading the comments with varying reactions

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user: well damn, hot bloody girl comes in and suddenly im lesbian

user: kenma looks so done

kuroo.tetsu: hi y/n ;)

user: HER NAME IS Y/N

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"jesus christ shut up, kuroo" kenma grumbled out with a sigh

"yup! yup! im y/n, and no, i am not a criminal. i swear." she shook her head

"i got an injury from my job, that's all." she cleared up

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user: tangina nyo sana ol

user: MSKAKAKKA

user: THIS IS LOWKEY ICONIC

user: time to scratch another gamer boy off my possible bf list 😔

user: girl wtf happened to u

user: that's wack bro 🚶‍♀️

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"great question, random person from the internet!" she beamed "see, what happened was.."

"i went on a certain mission and got severely injured. though, when i called for help nobody responded" she said

kenma furrowed his brows at her words. "why didn't anybody respond?" he asked. she sighed and fiddled with her torn bandages, pouting her lips as she does so.

"well, when i told them that i was finally on death's door, all they said to me was 'congratulations!' and all that.." she said "what's your take on that, hm?" she asked kenma

"im not surprised" he said

she grinned at his words and leaned in for a kiss. "you're so mean to me, kenma~" she whined

she licked her lips as she held his blushing face in her hands, she nuzzled their noses as she leaned in closer to him.

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kuroo.tetsu: oh shit 😳

user: we all know where this is heading ;)

user: sana ol talaga punyemas

user: AYO CHILL

user: why we goin so fuckin fasstttt 😳

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kenma hastily turned the camera off as soon as y/n's lips touched his.

"kitten, were still- hmph-"

he was only silenced as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, smirking lightly as she ran her fingers through his hair

"thanks babe." she said as she pulled away, giving him a soft peck on his cheek and a nod "anyways.." she hummed as she turned the camera on once again

she looked through the chat while kenma slaps his face to get rid of his blush.

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user: ur fuckin freaky

kuroo.tetsu: oya oya 😼😼

user: MS MAAM I JUST MET U AND I LOVE U ALREADY WJABSJSJJS

user: not me blushing chiiilllleeeeee 🏃‍♀️

user: KENMA IS FLUSTERED

kuroo.tetsu: kenma, i didnt expect this from u 😼

user: im so fucking JEALOUS GRR😡

user: girl r u bleeding rn 😃

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upon reading a certain comment, she subconsciously grazed her fingers against her bandaged wound. her eyes slightly widening as she felt a concerning amount of wetness seeping through

she glanced at kenma who was still calming himself down and inspected her wound

"oh my.." she muttered, though she couldn't help but let a smile slip through

so like any normal person would do, she simply ignored her bleeding wound and the fact that she was getting a bit lightheaded. haha <3

"anyways, let's answer some questions!" she beamed

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user: what's ur full name

user: what's ur job miss girl

user: are you possibly looking for a gf, because i am more

than willing to take the spot 🚶‍♀️

user: how did you meet??

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"alright, those are all very nice questions" she chuckled. kenma, who's now calmed down, sat down beside her to look at the chat.

"first, im l/n y/n" she mused "nice to meet ya"

"second im a detective! mhm, im cooler than your fathers"

"third, it depends, belladonna" she cooed as she sent the camera flirty smirk "are you perhaps willing to join me in a double suicide?"

"oh god.." kenma grumbled. he pouted at her and shook his head in disapproval. "don't flirt with random girls" he whined

"why not?"

"uh- because i am your beloved boyfriend, is that not good enough of a reason??"

"... anyways, we met at a cafe way back in high school" she said with a smile "also, i asked him to join me on a double suicide" she said

she was smiling and nodding as if it was the most normal thing in the world, all while kenma nods along

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user: wtf are u okay 🗿

kuroo.tetsu: teenage romance 🤩

user: cute ❤️

user: im concerned ❤️

user: ur a detective?? cool

user: LMAOO I'LL GO ON A DOUBLE SEWER SLIDE

WITH U MOMMY 😩😩😋

user: ^^ SAME 😩

user: CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BANDAGES MOMMAE 😩

user: u r still bleeding 🚶‍♀️

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kenma was simply glaring at the chat as more compliments and flirtatious comments came flowing in, all of which were directed to his girlfriend.

"this is why i didn't wanna let people know about you.." kenma grumbled

"aww, why not?" she asked with a playful pout

"people are flirting with you." he sighed "also, stop asking for my girlfriend's onlyfans! she doesn't even have one!" he snarled

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user: LMAOO CATBOY IS ANGRY 😩

user: y/n-senpai spit on me 😡😡

user: drop the onlyfans

user: chupapi munyanyo 😩

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"anyways, i'd hate to ruin the mood" she chimed in with a sluggish giggle "but im so wet kenma" she whined out

a menacing smirk was etched on her lips as kenma spluttered in response, a bright red hue covering his face almost instantly as he faced her with widened eyes

"y-y/n! why would you say that?!" he whisper shouted

"cuz i am" she whined out as she grabbed his hand and trailed it down her abdomen

she faced the camera and gave them a shit-eating grin as kenma mumbled out incoherent words

"y/n we should-" he cut himself off as he felt the concerning amount of blood drip down his whole arm

kenma's face paled as he looked up to see her smiling like a kid in a candy store, completely unbothered.

"y/n, you idiot! why didn't you tell me!" kenma exclaimed

"um- my girlfriend is bleeding. excessively. so uh- bye i guess" it was all he said before hastily ending his stream and turning off his computer.

"y/n, let's get you to a hospital" he said as he reached down to carry her away. though she simply slapped his hands off and closed her eyes.

"nope. this is my time, kenma. don't ruin it for me" she said

"you're fucking dying!!"

"well, would you like to join me?"

"no"

"damn." she muttered in response

"so...wanna fuck?" she asked sheepishly

"for the love of god-"

this was so messy :/

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The taming of the shrew (8)

Summary: The babies are on their way. Will Dean survive seeing you give birth? Will the babies are cute and even more important – will your alphas breeding kink awake?

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Characters: Mary Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Alex Jones; John Y/F/N Dean Winchester (baby boy), Y/M/N Mary Y/N Winchester (baby girl)

Warnings: pregnant reader, nesting, scenting, cuddling & snuggling, overprotective Dean, general cuteness, giving birth (nothing graphic), nervous Dean (let’s be honest, he’s a wreck), daddy Dean

A/N: Y/F/N = Your father’s name; Y/M/N = Your mother’s name

Divider by @firefly-graphics

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“Breathe in and out, Y/N,” Alex instructs, looking at you while she moves one hand to your mound. “I will check how far you are, okay. You are safe, your babies are alright. My husband is just down the street and waits for my call if we need more help.”

“O-okay,” you pant, looking at Dean who, as expected, paces around the room. He’s a wreck for half an hour. “Dean, I need you alpha.”

“I’m here,” stumbling toward the bed, reaching out for you Dean tries to find a way to take the pain away. “What can I do, omega? How can I help you?”

“You could sit behind Y/N and let her rest her back against your chest. Put your hands on her belly, rub it gently and breathe with her,” holding back a smirk Alex watches your alpha clumsily move behind you to replace the pillows he stuffed behind your back.

“Okay, hands on your belly,” Dean pants heavily but he follows Alex’s instructions. “Slow and gentle. Now breathe with me, sweetheart. Like we trained with Alex.”

“I-I’m trying, but-“ you cry out, scream in pain when another contraction ripples through your body. “I want my mommy,” you whine, watching your mother usher inside your room. “Please.”

“I’m here, Y/N,” your mother stands next to the bed to hold your hand. “Just breathe with your alpha, he’ll guide you through birth. I know you can do it. Your bond will help you ease the pain, okay. Soon you will see your babies and all the pain is forgotten.”

“Omega,” Dean purrs against you, lets the vibrations run through his chest to make you feel safe. “I know you can do this. We are all here. I can already see our babies in your arms.” you fist the sheets underneath you, snarl in all directions before you finally concentrate on Dean’s words.

“Babies,” you sniffle, looking down your body. “I can’t let them out already, can I? I need to protect my pups. What happens if anyone wants to hurt them?” panicked you look at Alex when she tells you to push again.

“Push, Y/N. I can already see the head,” whining you squeeze your mother’s hand. “One more time, sweetie. You can do it. The first baby is almost there…”

“Aw, look at his tiny hands,” you coo, looking at your baby boy in your arms. Your little bundle of joy sleeps peacefully, doesn’t even flinch when you gently nuzzle him. “I will never not hold him.”

“If he grows like Sammy and me, you’ll not be able to lift him,” Dean gently rocks your baby girl, looking at her with big wet eyes. “She’s so pretty. Look at her tiny nose. I bet she will scrunch it up as you do anytime you don’t like my food.”

“I love your food, just not the burger monstrosity you bought,” pecking your son’s head you sigh deeply. He feels so small and vulnerable in your arms and you hope Dean and you can protect him from any harm. “They are perfect, and we made them, Dean.”

“And it was fun making them,” purring low in his throat Dean looks at you on the bed he built. I can fill you again soon. I want a house filled with kids one day.” proudly puffing his chest your alpha looks at you, a smirk on his lips.

“Dean,” you would like to protest by all you get out is a soft purr. You never expected to fall in love with your babies the moment you lay eyes on them but now, you are addicted. “Not now. We got our hands full of our pups.”

“She smells so good,” sniffing at your daughter’s head Dean smiles. “Like a mixture of you and me and cuteness. Aw, she just cooed.”

“Dean, stop making me cry,” sniffling you watch your alpha sit on the bed to show you your baby girl in his arms. “I can’t cry or they will wake up. Let them sleep a bit longer.”

“I can’t wait to hear them call me daddy,” nuzzling your daughter Dean purrs, wanting his children to get used to his voice. “Could eat her alive. Just look at my cute baby girl.”

“Is said – don’t make me cry,” you whimper, hating you are an emotional wreck at the moment. “I need to hold back to not cuddle our baby boy too much. He’s just too cute.”

“He’s mine, how could he not be cute?” Dean grins, giving you a wink. “Every pup I’ll put in your belly will be cute and handsome.” cockily looking at you Dean waits for your confirmation. “Right?”

“Handsome?” humming you look at Dean, knowing he wants you to compliment him. “I don’t know, Winchester. Maybe you are cute but handsome-“ you shrug, laughing as Dean grumbles under his breath.

“Don’t make me cuddle you, omega. I will put our baby girl in her cradle and cuddle you like never before,” giggling you look at Dean, give him your brightest smile as he tries to give you a stern look.

“I want to see my grandchildren,” Mary paces outside your house. “Did they let you have a look?” shaking her head your mother places one hand onto Mary’s shoulder.

“I was there when Y/N gave birth but had to leave the moment the first pup arrived. Dean was too dangerous. If I stayed inside the bedroom, he could’ve attacked and killed me.”

“Newborn pups and his vulnerable omega around turn every alpha into an overprotective beast. You should know that Mary. Do you remember the day Dean was born?” furrowing his brows John tries to not smirk. “I almost killed your father.”

“You bite him, John,” sighing deeply Mary looks at the house again. “Are they okay? What if anything happened? God, what if they need our help?”

“The babies are healthy and safe,” Sam grins, showing his father the pictures Dean took of you and his pups. “Aw, he took a selfie with his baby girl.”

“Names, seize, weight,” Mary pants, snatching the phone out of Sam’s hands. “They are perfect. Oh, god my Dean is a father,” feeling her legs give in Mary grasps for John’s hand. “Did I tell him everything about parenting? What if I forgot something?”

“Mary,” John laughs. “Calm down. Dean is an adult, a man, and an alpha. He knows how to take care of his omega, apparently.” Now the elder alpha grins, looking at the phone. “Or Y/N wouldn’t have his kids.”

“JOHN!” scolding her husband for his indecency Mary sighs deeply. “Do you think they’ll show the pups to us today? Maybe if we ask nicely?”

“Ask or demand?” John snickers, nodding at your father. “I mean, Y/N lied about her parents, told Dean they are dead as she didn’t want anyone to know about her family. She even hid things from her alpha. Do you think she will show you the kids right after she gave birth?”

“I-I hope so,” nibbling at her lower lip Mary looks at the phone again. “He’s a good father, a good alpha. Dean will be so-“ starting to cry Mary hides her face in her husband’s chest. “My son is an adult now, John. He’s not my little Dean anymore.”

“Mom, I hate to say it, but Dean ain’t a kid for the longest time,” smirking Sam watches his father roll his eyes.

“Can you just not, Sammy? I can barely tame your mother. She wants to tear down the door to get to her son. Jesus, you need to learn a thing or two about omegas before you have pups.”

“LOOK!” your father says, pointing toward the door when you and Dean slowly step outside. “Y/N, sweetie!”

“Five minutes,” Dean growls, stepping in front of you. “You all got five minutes to look at the babies and then you’ll leave us alone.”

“Five minutes?” Mary almost trips over her feet when she rushes toward Dean to look at the little boy in his arms. “He’s so pretty, Dean.”

“John Y/F/N Dean Winchester is his father’s son. Of course, he’s handsome as hell,” Dean exclaims, nodding at his father.

��Aw, the little girl, look Y/M/N!” Mary sniffs, looking at the little girl in your arms, but she dares not to touch her. “What’s her name?”

“Y/M/N Mary Y/N Winchester,” you laugh when Mary starts to cry. “Dean insisted she needs my name too so, she has three names now, just like her brother.”

“Well done, Dean,” Sam purrs, looking at your babies. “Luckily, both look like your mate.” he grins but his heart swells watching his brother hold his baby boy in his arms. “He’s cute, I give him that.”

“Son, good job,” John smirks, watching your father silently cry. “You made everyone cry. I am proud of you and your mate. Never thought you can make such cute babies. On the other hand, Winchester men are attractive as hell.”

“Cockiness runs in the family, I see,” giggling you lean your head against Dean’s shoulder. “If you all excuse us now, we are tired and the babies need sleep. We booked a room for all of you at the lodge nearby. If you behave like good grandparents, you can see the pups tomorrow morning after we fed them.”

“Tomorrow,” nodding eagerly Mary bits her goodbye is the first one to step aside. “I’m glad everything worked out. You are so-“ she sniffs.

“We see us tomorrow,” John leads his wife toward his car, wiping a single tear off his cheek before anyone can see he shed a tear too.

“I hope you know that we are sorry, Mary and me. I’m proud of you and Dean, Y/N,” your mother pecks your cheek.

“What your mother said,” your father whispers, kissing your hair. “You’re going to be a great mom.”

“Don’t kill the babies,” Sam laughs before he runs after his parents. “And don’t make more overnight. I don’t think our parents will survive more cuteness, Dean…”

“Finally, alone,” snuggling closer to his pups Dean looks them all over. You placed the babies between you and your mate to keep an eye on them on their first night in this world. “Look, they are already asleep. Little angels.”

“Little angels,” swooning you watch your alpha peck the babies’ heads, purring for them to assure safety and warmth. “And a devil.”

“I’m no devil,” he grins, giving you a dirty look. “Maybe when you feel better and recovered I’ll give you a hell of a ride, omega…”

“Fed, clean and cute,” Dean hums, watching you rock both babies in your arms. “See, we didn’t kill them. Now calm down and watch your grandchildren.” laughing at Dean’s words you look around the living room.

Everyone gathered in the room this morning to check on their newest family members. Now they watch you with the babies in your arms, sighing and purring now and then.

“Dean changed his first diaper this morning and succeed,” they don’t have to know your baby boy peed onto his father’s shirt before he could stop him. “He wants to learn how to breastfeed too.” You blur out to break the tension.

Sam is the first one to laugh at your bad joke, followed by your father and John.

“I would,” grumbling Dean sits next to you to runs his hand over your baby boy’s head. “Just don’t have enough milk.”

“But he’s warm and the babies like to sleep on his naked chest,” you say, grinning as Dean nods eagerly. “Especially our baby girl prefers to sleep on her daddy. She cries anytime I tried to put her in her cradle.”

“In conclusion, we are doing fine. Now we have something to announce,” Dean gets up, clears his throat before he looks at you and his babies again. “Y/N and I are going to marry-“ he raises his hand, stops his mother before she can freak out. “Not a word, mom. Yes, you can help us but no, you’ll not decide anything.”

“We want to wait till spring,” you jump in, nodding at Dean. “There is enough time to plan things and to make sure we will get the wedding we want.”

“Last but not least, Sammy, you will be my best man,” hiding the choked-out sob poorly Sam nods, giving his brother a soft smile. “Good, now let’s eat cause I’m hungry as hell. I prepared breakfast.”

>> Epilogue

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