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imasoftieforbarb · 6 months

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reactions and headcanons of brozone about: how would they fell about y/n having an egg?(once married ofc) sorry if too much

John Dory

Definitely hubby material

Van life with you and him?

Chef kiss

He definitely gives malewife vibes

Because he’s so used to being the responsible one

But he also deserves a break so you split all the chores in half

You surprise him with your pregnancy announcement by giving him a cup that says “worlds greatest Dad”

He’s shocked

Like he goes still and you worry- what if he doesn’t want children? It wasn’t a planned thing

And then he just scoops you up in arms and twirls you around

So many happy tears

Instantly tells everyone possible he’s gonna be a dad

That might is now his favorite mug- but he refuses to use it until the baby is born

Those chores that you split? He is now taking on all of them so you can focus on the baby

Likes to speak to the egg, honestly he’s so sweet with it

Definitely plays brozone through headphones around the egg (“John what are you doing?” “I want them to have good taste”)

Clay

He gave up his admin house for you

Y’all still live in Putt Putt village (because I say so)

Viva moves to Pop village so he goes from co runner to leader

So y’all get her room/house

Being married to Clay is so chill

He’s so sweet and literally talks about you non stop even though more often that not you’re with him whilst he’s working

He found out about the pregnancy when you gave him a mini matching green sweater romper

He was like

“Thanks! Not sure if it’ll fit me but I love it anyway!”

It takes him a moment

He leaves the room then runs back in pointing at you like he’s in law and order

“YOURE PREGNANT?!?”

You are now on permanent bed rest

Likes to baby talk to the egg and sing it songs

Buys the new furniture immediately and then starts baby proofing the house

He’s determined to give this kid the best childhood

Bruce

When he marries you, that’s when he decides to change his name to Bruce

Y’all still open the restaurant on Vaycay island

You become the cutest couple on the island so fast

BEACH WEDDING

He definitely tears up whilst reading his vows

“Oh I’m crying…” *you pass him a q-tip* “what’s a q-tip gonna do?!”

Treats you like a queen

Another malewife vibe haver

But it’s not as strong

Y’all were already planning on having a big family

So when you tell him you’re having twins by making dinner, but putting two lil high chairs by the door

He sees them

And goes WILD

“What- is that? Does that mean? TWINS?!?!”

He’s so happy, so many happy tears whilst y’all hug

“Uh- honey? Who’s watching the stove?” “Oh shit…”

Floyd

Dedicated husband fr fR

Has photos of you everywhere

Gets drunk and gets so happy when you tell him you’re his wife not his girlfriend

“THis IS myY WiFE”

Everyone knows don’t worry

Always talked about having kids but didn’t plan for it

Well he did (but only in his lil dreams)

Then one day you made his dreams come true

He got home from hanging out with Branch

(Who you’d asked to keep him distracted)

And he comes home to a really big home cooked meal

And a decorated boiled egg

He goes to eat said egg- but you tell him to break it open

“Why?” “It’s a surprise hun- I’m not supposed to tell you”

Inside is a lil parenting book called ‘daddy and I’

Silence, smile on his face

Tears rolling down his face before he stands up and walked over to you putting the book down on the table

Wraps you up in a such a soft hug that you start crying too

Peppers kisses all over your face

“You really do make my dreams come true”

Doesn’t tell his brothers immediately- wants you to himself

Makes sure you’re careful with doing everything

Just likes to lie down on the bed with you and the egg and put his hand softly on the surface (he cries a lil bit everytime)

When he eventually tells people- it’s completely by accident

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bloodlust-1 · 6 months

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A baby is on the way!

Tav is expecting a little one! This is how I’d imagine the companions to react during the pregnancy and birth

Reactions/head-canons!

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Astarion

Gale

Halsin

Astarion

When Tav tells him she’s pregnant:

- “What? Is this some kind of joke cause it’s not funny, Tav! You can’t really be pregnant— I mean happy things don’t happen to me. Right..?”

Reality will kick in, he won’t admit he’s excited at first, but she can see the happiness in his eyes.

Belly is gettin’ bigger! :

- “My little sweet with her tummy all grown. I’ve never seen such a beautiful sight, if I say so myself.”

While she naps he loves talk to her stomach, saying random names until something sticks. He loves gender-neutral names.

Preparing for the baby:

-“How in the hells do you put this together!?” He fights against the bassinet. “Gods, please give me the patience to see this through.”

-“You know, our baby is going to be the cutest face to ever grace faerun! With parents that look like us, hah!”

He visits healers with her often, and even secretly confides in Gale for pregnancy books to learn more about a half-vampire baby.

The baby is coming:

-“Deep breaths my love.”

-“You’re doing so well, our baby is almost here.”

Astarion makes sure to bring all of his baby care he prepared. He never leaves her side, holds her hand, and occasionally yells at the healers to help her with the pain from the contractions.

The baby is born: It’s a girl!

- “She has your eyes. Thank you, for giving me something I can fall in love with all over again. I love you.”

He weeps in happiness and relief as the baby takes its first cry, he is the first to hold her.

He doesn’t allow anyone to see the baby until Tav gains her energy back. He stares at the baby and points out what features are his and what is Tav’s.

Gale

When Tav tells him she’s pregnant:

-“I-I…This is fantastic news! I’m going to be a father! We must celebrate at once.”

The first week of telling Gale he went to buy the most beautiful embroidered baby blanket, and occasionally showed up to the house with random baby items.

Already planning the baby shower.

Belly is gettin’ bigger! :

-“You have a glow to you, I’m happy you both are both healthy, my love. Let me cook you something for dinner.”

Gale loves to hug her belly from behind when they are in bed. He traces little hearts on her stomach.

Preparing for the baby:

- “Darling, I visited the library and look what I found!” He dumps a pile of books on the table. Its books about parenting, pregnancy, and babies-101. “Now we’ll be ready for any obstacle. I hope.”

They discus a birthing plan with each other. Gale really wants her to deliver the baby in Waterdeep, his home town where his family could visit them.

Gale won’t let her move a finger. You have to go up the stairs? Not without him. You need a glass of water? He’ll fetch it. He cooks all her favorite meals and weird cravings.

The nursery room they’ve built together is inspired by the stars. All the pretty star and moon decorations were placed in the nursery.

The baby is coming:

“There, there, it’ll all be better soon.”

“I can’t wait to see our baby.”

Gale brought the best healers he know to assist Tav. He rubs her lower back to try and comfort the contractions. He is extremely nervous— hands shaking and all!

The baby is born: It’s a boy!

“You did perfect— he’s perfect. I-I don’t even know what to say. We’re a family now, Tav…” <3

He tied back Tav’s hair in a bun and helped her shower after giving birth.

Gale watches Tav breast feed as he rubs the baby’s cheek and whispers the baby’s name to it. Promising him a good life.

Halsin

When Tav tells him she’s pregnant:

-“I knew there was something off with you, I’m just surprised this is why! You’ve already made me so happy, and now you’re giving me the biggest gift nature can bestow on me.”

She catches Halsin praying to his god, giving it thanks for the giving him a baby and family.

He starts to study babies more, even brining back natural remedies for Tav to use/eat for the baby’s health.

Belly is gettin’ bigger! :

-“At this rate you won’t be able to walk soon. Do you need your back rubbed again, my heart?”

Her belly is super big, almost too big for just 1 baby. Halsin barely leaves her side and took time away from being a leader to help Tav with her pregnancy.

He carves small wooden toys for the baby, especially ducks. He always shows Tav for validation to see if she likes them, of course she always does.

Preparing for the baby:

-“The baby will be here soon, I’ve alerted everyone in the grove to keep a watchful eye on you to make sure you don’t go too far from home. I want you to be safe.”

Halsin prepares a tub for Tav to give birth in the comfort of their own home. He collected many towels, aloe, and much other natural remedies to reduce her pain during labor.

He wants Tav to pick the baby’s name, he feels as if this is natures gift and that the mother should have free range to name the baby. He is happy with anything.

He orders midwives to make Tav eat soups, many that don’t taste great but are super packed with benefits for a healthy baby.

The baby is coming:

-“It hurts my heart to see you like this, but I promise we’ll get through this together.”

-“Keep pushing, my love, you are doing so well, don’t stop now.”

Tav never seen him so nervous. Her contractions were very frequent with little to no time between them. He gets extremely overwhelmed and starts to get snappy with the midwives to try and help Tav cope. He even tries healing magic on her as well to help.

Halsin holds her hand in both palms, he squeezes them whenever she groans in pain. He always uses loving words to try and comfort her.

The baby is born: It’s twins! Boy & Girl

-“Look, Tav! It’s our cubs, they’re beautiful. This is truly a blessing from nature, I am forever grateful for you for giving me a family. I promise to protect us all.”

He holds both babies in each arm, swaying them slowly and adoring their little faces. He orders all and any crowd away from the home for privacy between the couple. Halsin likes to call them his cubs. He gives Tav many kisses and thanks.

Halsin prepares a ceremony to introduce the babies to the Oak Father. They were wrapped in the finest silk blankets and all the grove attended, giving their prayers to welcome the children.

Many members of the grove gives the newly parents much gifts and food. Halsin has never been happier and is excited to teach his skills to his cubs.

Note: Halsin a twin daddy? 🥺 omg my heart, I could imagine him playing toys with them and teaching them how to go into wild shape. Little cubs running around the house. <3333

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desi2go · 1 month

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Head Nuzzles

This morning, I found the cutest video of Chan nuzzling his head into some plushies on social media and it immediatly gave me inspo for this fic!

pairing: Chan x reader

warnings: fluff

You can't change my opinion that Chan loves physicl touch and expressed his love that way.

He can't help it. He just loves being near you. Even in public, he will gently take your hand or just lay a hand on your lower back.

When he is working on new tracks for the upcoming album, he didn't have so much time to spend with you. Instead, you often visit him in the studio and sit beside him.

Sometimes you bring a book with you and just enjoy each other's presence. But most of the time, it won't take him long to pull you of the seat beside him and place you on his lap. He would hug your waist and then turn back to his work.

Enjoying his warmth, you will let your head fall back against his chest and watch him working on the current song. Sometimes he even catches you falling asleep.

On other days, you like to lay your hands around his neck and pull hime even closer, one of Chan's hands will resting on your back to keep you from falling back.

But one thing stays the same. Whether it is in the studio, in your apartment or outside.

He loves head nuzzles.

It's Chan's way to express his love.

He defenitly press his head further into your hair during a cuddle session, burrying his nose even deeper to catch the great scent of yours.

On late mornings, you long awake as an early riser, felt your sweet and tired boyfriend stirring in his sleep. You figured that he must be awake by now. But when you tried to move even the slightest bit, his arms that are thrown over you just like a sloth, will hold you even tighter. And his head that was tucked under your chin, nuzzled more into you.

When you surprised him at a concert where you had said that you couldn't make it, he will run towards you, giggling like a child that was offered a big tasty candy. His eyes will sparkle and the biggest smile would dance over his face. You catch him as he spun you around and pressed his face into yours. Chan will defenitly have a lip stick stain on his face as he kept nuzzling into you.

You even catched him doing that when you went to Australia with him to meet his family. And his beloved Berry. That sweet dog had you instantly wrapped around her finger within seconds. Just like she had with your boyfriend. She would give him big wet kisses, wagging her fluffy tail, as he nuzzled his face into her fur.

He even does that sometimes with his other members. Just like the time where he stood behind Felix and sniffed the hair and pressed a feather like kiss onto his scalp. It is truly his love language.

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 months

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Could I request the seven brothers who makes cute faces when she spaces out or is deep in thought?

Lucifer

He thinks it’s adorable.

Lucifer isn’t a very expressive person, so he finds it amusing how every expression is played on their face.

It’s also much easier to guess what they are thinking about when their ‘heart’ is on their sleeve.

Mammon

Couldn’t tell what someone was thinking or feeling if it was written on their forehead.

He of course notices that they make faces, but thinks it’s just a weird human thing and not unique to s/o

Typical Mammon puts his foot in his mouth by commenting on it often. Making s/o embarrassed, and then him out in the proverbial cold for a bit.

Levi

Also not good at telling what people are feeling, but he is actually good at reading expressions (probably from all those emoji games he plays).

Finds it helpful since his social cues are non-existent. He can sort of pick up on the moment this way, rather than just being totally awkward.

His success rate is only about 60% but he’s working on improving his stats.

Satan

Notices right away but chooses not to comment on it in order to deduce what it’s all about.

Being the inner detective that he is, Satan quickly learns what their facial expressions are about and what they signify.

Within a few weeks he almost has a full map of what they are feeling based on advanced physiognomy. He’s even written it down as a reference guide somewhere in his books; carefully hidden away as he would die if s/o found it.

Asmo

Everything s/o does is cute, but this is one of the cutest.

Every little furrow of their brow, purse of their lips, crinkle of their nose, sends Asmo into an emoting fit of love. He just can’t help how adorable it is!

He does feel the need to comment on making sure they relax their face, lest they get pre-mature wrinkles.

Beel

Beel hardly notices it.

Unless they tell him they are thinking about something, their facial expressions go right over his head.

The super cute ones make it through, as Beel has a soft spot for cute things, but they have to be really cute for him to notice. We’re talking instant cavity sweet adorable here.

Belphie

He’s not the detective that Satan is, but Belphie is pretty observant. He has to be to make sure he doesn’t run into walls half asleep.

He notices the expressions but doesn’t comment on them as he’s scared that they would stop if he mentioned it.

Like Satan, he uses them as a gauge for how they are feeling or thinking to respond accordingly. Oddly enough he has the highest success rate of guesses. Although, he participates in the guessing the least. So there is that.

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lustsickforyou · 1 year

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EYES ON YOU ..

pairing: james potter x female reader

summary: james potter— if anything, was a flirt until the very end. so when he sees a very pretty girl in the library he couldn’t help himself but to go speak with her.

a/n: this idea popped into my head and i just had to write it, james potter is the cutest boy of them all.

JAMES POTTER was known for many things, but the one thing that surfed around the halls of the school was that he was a womanizer. constantly flirting with all the eligible girls around school, and most found it quite charming. he had this elegance about him when it came to talking with anyone. the way the words fell off tongue was mesmerizing, how he would playfully touch their arm just enough to grab their attention to the action but leaving them wanting more.

you however, felt much more opposite than the other girls around. perhaps that was something you and lily evans could relate to. you knew his tricks, the same moves he pulled on every girl. you watched it all before, and yet something bothered you that he never approached you. always left you watching from afar, wondering why he never tried at any attempt to get your attention. maybe that’s why you hated him and his flirting so much.

it was now your sixth year at hogwarts, classes were ever as busy and your work was piling up each day. it was hard not to fall behind, so often you found yourself in the library attempting to study. the sound of birds chirping outside the window, the sun shining through just as it reached the golden hour of the end of the day. you could hear book pages being flipped, small conversations softly spoken— and of course you could hear james potter enter the room.

he was quite popular, every single time he entered a room someone would say hello to him and strike up a conversation without fail. you attempted to mind your own business, flipping through the pages of your history of magic book. it was hard not to get bored with that class, you wondered how anyone would excel so easily.

james was on his way to meet up with his friends to study, when he walked passed you. everything seemed to go slowly for him in the instance of passing by. he looked over towards you as he made his way across the library. how your face was concentrated and your eyebrows permanently furrowed as you read the words in front of you. the way you glanced up at him, the sun hitting your face in that perfect honey lighting, but looked back towards your book without another thought.

james always saw these kinds of things like a challenge, could he get the girl who seemed so disinterested in him? and as he continued to walk forward and away from you, a thought crossed his mind. how had he never seen you before? he was going to continue forward but some switch flipped inside of him and he stopped in his tracks, turning on his heels with a knowing smirk on his face and heading right back in your direction.

you glanced up again when you heard him change paths, and immediately sighed, covering your face. you definitely did not have time for his shenanigans. not only were you busy trying to catch up in your class work, your hair was a mess and you felt a headache coming on from all the reading you had done.

“is this seat taken?” he asked suavely, and you mentally rolled your eyes. you looked up nervously, and tried to come up with an excuse. “well— i’m expecting somebody.” you landed on the answer rather quickly which made yourself quite proud.

james looked around the room, towards the entrance of the library with no sign of anyone coming. he may act stupid but he was quite intelligent. “right now?” he questioned and you stared at him with shock. “no— but any minute now.” you lied. “any minute?” he teased lightly and you wanted to grab your things and run out of there as quickly as possible. you decided to not respond, looking down at your book again and hoped he would walk away.

“what are you reading?” he asked. would he ever give up? “history of magic, while i’m waiting for him.” you added the last part so he would get the idea that his presence wasn’t wanted here. “well then— you probably won’t mind if i wait here with you.” he pulled out the chair to the left of the square table and sat down. you mentally cursed and leaned back into your own chair.

“are you new here?” he asked, which deep down stung because he hadn’t noticed you. probably not ever— and ever since you grew into your face this past summer and started to use light makeup to enhance your features you had started to get attention from boys. it was probably the only reason he noticed you, even though you had classes with him before.

“no, i’m not.” you shook your head, tucking your hair behind your ear and looked down at your book in attempt to forget the fact that you were sitting in the library with james potter, and how you felt slightly embarrassed because everyone around knew exactly what he was doing, therefor they noticed you. which meant a target was on your back from his little fan club of girls who thought they had a shot with the brunette boy.

“what’s your name?” he asked, and you gave in. finally setting your hands down on the table in front of you. “y/n y/l/n.” you replied simply and he had this look of shock on his face, repeating your name with a hint of surprise. “my goodness, i barely even recognized you.” he leaned back, taking you in.

“mm, so i’ve heard. from many people actually.” you stated matter of factly, because it was true. you returned to school looking more stunning than the year before that even your friends were shocked to see you. james cleared his throat, knowing he was already messing up his usual routine with every girl. for some reason with you it felt different. he had been taken by surprise, which set him off the rails completely.

“we had—” he thought for a moment trying to remember. “potions together.” he finished and you nodded slowly. “you were the awkward girl who sat in the back and rarely ever spoke.” he teased and you rolled your eyes at his comment. “that i was.” you sounded disinterested at this point. he was clawing at any attempt for you to swoon after him like everyone else did.

“i’m sorry i didn’t recognize you sooner.” he acknowledged the fact that he was acting like a complete asshole right now. “that’s alright.” you accepted his apology graciously, a smile crossing onto your features as you tried not to laugh at his poor attempt at trying to flirt with you. why had everyone talked big game with him when he acted like such a fool now in front of you?

it hadn’t even crossed your mind that he was nervous, that he was so enamored by your beauty that he was a loss for words. “so where is this mystery man of yours? i thought he was coming any minute now.” he spoke playfully and you smiled back. “he’s often late.” you continued to lie, because if you were being honest you didn’t want to seem like an idiot, you already felt like one.

“not a very good mystery man then, now is he?” he asked and you laughed lightly. “you have a beautiful laugh.” he complimented and you looked down again, feeling your face go hot at his comment. you wanted to slap yourself for ever feeling bashful over james’ words. not after you had seen him flirt with everyone under the sun, and secretly judging people for ever falling under his spell.

“thank you, james.” you spoke quietly. the two of you sat in silence for a moment, him staring at you with that knowing smirk on his face, and you looking down feeling his eyes on you. you decided it would be your turn to ask him questions.

“so— why did you choose to sit here with the girl waiting on somebody instead of with your friends.” you motioned over to the table across the room filled with his infamous group of friends who talked amongst themselves. they learned long ago that james did this kind of stuff, and chose not to pay too much attention to it. james shrugged, glancing at his friends and back towards you because he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you.

“i saw a pretty girl, i couldn’t help myself.” he answered honestly and you narrowed your eyes with a small smile on his face. “what?” he asked and you shook your head with another laugh, so infectious that it made him laugh as well— hesitantly but he still did. “nothing, nothing.” you giggled, covering your mouth in hopes he wouldn’t notice how funny you found this. “tell me what you find so amusing.” he practically begged and you calmed yourself down from the laughing fit.

“i don’t know— i just thought you were all heart eyes for lily evans and she just so happens to be sitting right next to your friends”. you pointed out and he quickly looked over to notice the red head who was speaking with remus. “and it’s terribly predictable of you, you call every girl in this school pretty.” you added and he shook his head, looking back towards you instead of the evans girl.

“i’m not heart eyes for the evans girl.” he swallowed and you shrugged with an upside down frown knowingly. “i’m not! she doesn’t even like me anyways.” he tried to save himself, but you found the whole situation amusing. “whatever helps you sleep at night, potter.” you joked and he rolled his eyes. “you’re horrible.” he teased with a smile and shook his head.

“so i’m pretty and horrible? how can those two things exist?” you asked with a smirk. “oh it does, it’s sitting right in front of me now.” he chuckled. you held up your hands as if presenting yourself in the flesh and he was the one that was now amused. once the laughter died down james let out a relieving sigh. “you really are something y/n y/l/n.” he gushed and you looked away for a moment to gather yourself.

“surprised you remembered my name this time.” you cooed. “i don’t think i can forget now.” he replied, staring down at you. you didn’t respond, only looking up at him.

“go on a date with me.” he blurted out suddenly and you leaned back with a surprised look on your face. “so soon, potter?” you asked and he shrugged innocently. “sorry, but i don’t think i want to go on a date with the infamous womanizer of hogwarts.” you declined and he grabbed his chest, acting as if he had just been shot. no one ever declined his request for such things. only one other red headed girl who seemed to be so far in his mind now. “only proving yourself to be more horrible, darling.” he called you by a nickname that fell so easily off his lips. “thank you.” you accepted even though a compliment was never there.

“come on, the date could be perfect. we could have a picnic on the grass hills behind the school.” he almost begged at this point and you looked up as if you were thinking about it. “and how many girls have you taken on this said perfect date?” you questioned. “not a single one, just you.” he replied. he was effortlessly perfect in every way, and yet you still pushed him away.

“alright, how many times have you asked lily evans on that same date?” you tried now and he went quiet. you had him all figured out, one of the only girls who didn’t see him through those rose colored glasses he so easily placed onto them. james cleared his throat, adjusting in his seat. you saw right through him, but it didn’t scare him off.

“james! are you done bothering that poor girl? we have defense against the dark arts homework to catch up on!” remus called from across the room and james stood from his seat, grabbing his bag and throwing it around his shoulder. “coming, coming!” he yelled back annoyed. “i better get going, leave you to wait for this boy.” he jabbed and you giggled.

“let me know if you ever work it out.” you said and he looked down confused. “what?” he inquired. “you flirting with other girls, and about that date. seems nice if you weren’t the way you were.” you explained. “so you’re saying i have a chance?” he asked and you sucked in a deep breath. “perhaps.” you landed on the answer and he nodded before walking off towards his friends.

“what’s got you so interested in y/n?” sirius poked fun at his friend and james sat down ignoring him. “honestly james, i wish you would just leave the all those girls alone.” peter added and james looked at him disappointed as he grabbed the books from his bag. they all dropped it, opening up their books and pulling out parchment paper. and instead of like usual, james didn’t swoon over lily. he looked back every so often towards you, where you were reading your book intently. and the final time he looked back you were gone.

he had a crush, a huge one. and for days after the interaction the only thing on his mind was you.

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x female reader #james potter x y/n #james potter x you #james potter imagine #james potter fluff #james potter angst #james potter x fem!reader

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talaok · 4 months

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The perfect bunny

Pairing: Joel Miller x ff!reader

Summary: Christmas with Joel and bunny (for context joel is the boss of a group of criminals in the Boston QZ, and you are his girl)

Warnings: rushed writing, unprotected p in v sex, and a whole lot of fluff

A/n: Happy holidays guys, I love you all so very very much❤️

This is part of a series but it can be read alone. If you wanna read more of Joel and bunny, click here

He had done everything.

Everything you asked for, he had made come true.

Your house was filled with every Christmas decoration he had found in the whole QZ, garlands, mistletoe, little raindeers and Santa clauses overfilled your shelves, and then right there, in the middle of the living room, was the centerpiece... the tree, filled to the brim with ornaments you had put up together, as a family, because that's what you were, you and him, a family.

He even went as far as finding an old cd with christmas songs, all because you mentioned once how much you missed hearing them.

You'll never know what you did to deserve him, to deserve such unconditional, pure love, but what you didn't know is that he felt exactly the same, that the reason he did everything you asked, always, was because you had saved him in more ways he could have ever explained.

And now, now in a world gone to hell, in a world that in many ways wasn't even a world anymore, where people didn't live, but survived, thanks to him, and thanks to you, you were alive again, and you were celebrating Christmas in a way you thought had become unimaginable.

"this is for you" you grinned, handing him his neatly packaged present.

You were sat under the tree as you had insisted, having ignored his protests about his achy back.

"for me?" he asked, his excitement piercing through his tone.

He hadn't gotten a gift in years if he didn't count you, so of course he was happy.

"yes daddy, all for you" You nodded eagerly

"mhh" he hummed, unwrapping it with care, his lips splitting into one of those huge, almost childish smiles he didn't grant himself often enough.

"20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" he breathed, grasping the book as if it was the most precious treasure on this earth "Where did you even find this?"

You chuckled, leaning closer to him "You're not the only one who people answer to around here Miller"

"'s that right?" he smirked, amused

"damn right" you laughed, leaving a quick peck on his lips "You like it?"

"I love it bunny" he answered in a second, still smiling wholeheartedly "I can't believe you remembered, thank you"

"of course I remembered" you grinned, shaking your head before he brought his lips to yours again to show you just how grateful he was, which according to the way he didn't seem in any way willing to lean away, was a whole lot.

You giggled, breaking the kiss

"I've got you something too, baby"

Your eyes widened, every feature of yours brightening with glee.

"you did?" you smiled "I thought the ones you gave me this morning were my gifts" you murmured giddily.

"Not a chance bunny" he shook his head, stroking your cheek "Making you come is just as much your pleasure as it is mine"

You hummed in contentment, biting your bottom lip as he fished something out of his pajama pants, handing you a tiny wrapped something.

You took it in your hands, looking up at him with joy.

"I know the wrapping's not great," he said, a little self-conscious now that he saw what a gorgeous package you'd made him

"What are you talking about?" you reassured him "It's perfect, daddy"

You held your breath as you opened it, remaining immobilized at the sight before you once the paper was all gone.

It was a necklace. A tiny silver necklace, with the cutest bunny hanging at the bottom.

Your eyes filled with tears as you looked up at him, your hands shaking ever so little.

"Joel" you whispered, at a loss for words "This is... this is beautiful" you breathed "H-how did you even get it?"

"had to make just a few people mad, but that's about it" he shrugged, relishing in the amazement on your face.

"A few people?" you couldn't help but laugh, a small tear fleeing your eye "I-I don't know what to say, baby, this is- this is gorgeous"

"you don't have to say anything" he promised, "c'mon, let's go to the mirror so I can put it on you"

And so, with wobbly legs, you followed him to the mirror a few feet away at the entrance of your home.

He stepped beside you, and you handed him the piece, watching as he put it on you with care, leaving a little kiss on your shoulder when he was done.

And of course, it sat perfectly right between your chest, a little piece of him to carry everywhere you went.

"Joel I love it" you whispered "It's-it's perfect"

He hummed contently, his chin on your shoulder as he looked at your reflection

"A perfect bunny for my perfect bunny"

A smile erupted on your face at his words, and you couldn't help but turn around, towards him, towards the love of your life.

"thank you" you murmured, your hands on each side of his face, "thank you so much"

And then again, you were kissing, kissing as if there was no tomorrow, your lungs burning from how much oxygen you were robbing them of.

"I love you bunny" he breathed, earning another kiss

"I love you too, Joel" you promised, looking into his loving eyes for another moment before deciding on something.

"sit down," you said

"sit down?" he frowned, watching you confusedly

"just do it daddy" you laughed, taking his hand and guiding him to the couch

he did as told, his legs spread open and his eyes trained on you.

You could feel his gaze burn a hole in the back of your head as you walked over to the stereo to turn the volume up, a Christmas song flowing through the room better now.

"whatcha doing bunny?" he asked "You sure as hell better not be planning on handcuffing me again"

You laughed at that, and at the memory of the despair in his eyes that night.

"I'm not, daddy, don't worry" You smiled walking up to him until you were right in front of him,

"no, then what are you doing darlin'?"

"I'm thanking you" you said sweetly, your hips starting to gently move in synch with the sound

"'s that right?" he murmured, his eyes falling to your chest as you started unbuttoning the falnnel oh his covering it "what for?"

"mh" you hummed, smiling as you let the shirt fall to the floor "for everything daddy" you explained, slowly turning around and shimmying your shorts off your legs, making a show of bending down to pick them up just to throw them to your left.

he groaned at the sight, and you couldn't help but giggle, spinning back around.

"goddamn bunny" he purred, taking in every inch of your body as you started playing with the straps of your bra, forcing them to fall off your shoulders painfully slowly.

You looked as he watched every movement of yours like a hawk, and you would have teased him further if it wasn't that you were supposed to be thanking him.

So without any further ado, you undid the clasp of your bra, and let it fall to your feet, a soft "fuck" escaping his throat.

Next came your panties.

Your hips were still moving to the music as your fingers seeped through the waistband, gripping at the edge of them and then slowly pulling down, until they pooled at your feet making Joel's cock feel a moment away from bursting.

You smiled, wordlessly placing a hand on his shoulders to prop yourself up as you straddled his lap, his mouth immediately finding yours.

"thank you daddy" you whispered, kissing his cheek "Thank you for the necklace" Another kiss, now on right below his ear "Thank you for the decorations" now down his neck, your breath tickling his skin "for sitting under the tree even if your back hurts" you couldn't resist the urge to chuckle, your hands now trailing to his pants "thank you for the cd" again, another kiss on his neck, before you freed his cock from his pants, and looked up at him "thank you for everything daddy"

His cock slipped into you with ease, and he groaned loudly as you started moving on top of him, a position he didn't get to feel much (by his own volition), and you moaned into his mouth as you kissed him.

"thank you daddy" you continued, your words messy and breathy as you picked up your pace "for everything you do for me everyday" you said, his cock feeling every bit as good as ever "for- for listening to me" you moaned "and taking care of me" his dick was so deep you could feel it in your belly, hitting your g-spot with each of your movements "and for letting me take care of you" you smiled, as he gripped your waist, savoring the sight before him "t-thank you so much daddy" you breathed, embarrassingly enough slowing down, your thighs on fire.

"you're tired" he murmured with amusement

"no 'm not" You shook your head, trying to pick up your pace and failing miserably

"no?" he asked, smirking like a bastard

"no" you denied again, smiling a little at your obvious lie

"lay down bunny" he tried to persuade you

"no way" you protested "I'm supposed to be treating you daddy, to be thanking you"

"trust me this pussy of yours is enough of a thank you for a million lives"

"daddy..." you pouted, trying to convince him

"what if I just help out a bit, hm?" he asked, watching your eyes brighten

"just a bit" you accepted, and in a moment, he was thrusting up into you, and only a moment later, you were moaning loudly at the feeling, the thought of doing all the work well out the window.

"thank you daddy" you cried, "I love you so much" you promised, your orgasm taking over you

"thank you babygirl" he grunted "for being in my life" he said, his words falling into your gaped mouth "for making everything better"

"for being you" he breathed, watching as you came all over his cock "for being the best thing that ever happened to me, bunny"

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chastiefoul · 1 year

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roomate hc with haitham and kaveh!! (except they spoil you rotten)

tags: fluff and more fluff as you dig deeper

a/n: i love this idea sm that i wanted to make it some kind of a series lmk your thoughts!! also not proofread!!

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alhaitham waking up with the cutest bed hair as he went out from his room to sit on the living room, and you walked up to him to comb over it from behind as he sat in a daze blinking away the sleep although the comfort of your hand almost made him dozed off again.

lying down on kaveh’s lap or vice versa as you tell him about your day and he told his, somehow you both were always in the best mood so it could took hours, with all the laughing and giggles.

watching movies as you three cramped down on a couch with you in the middle. and somehow they always fell asleep mid-way instead on either side of you forcing you to sleep there as well since there’s no way you had the energy to move two grown ass man. but somehow the next morning you always found yourself waking up in your own room, tucked in with your blanket and all that.

playing with kaveh’s hair all the time; braiding it when he’s so focused on making his latest project, putting it on a pony tail as it often get in the way. sometimes he’ll even ask you to style it when he was getting ready to go out.

clothes. stealing. “(y/n), have you seen my white shirt anywhere?” alhaitham asked as he walked to your room, “yes, i’m wearing it right now!” you said. he just sighed, not even surprised in the slightest. yet he let you all the time. or sometimes it’s not even clothes anymore. you’d find your blanket you’ve been searching for with kaveh randomly. “you smell nice, okay?” he made an excuse. “this entire household uses the same detergent, kaveh.”

when you hover around the kitchen, in an attempt to make dinner and not long after both of them came and would offer help without any prompting whatsoever. the help was in fact an exchange for a peaceful time since alhaitham and kaveh would argue about the better method to do literally anything. you’d let out the most terrifying sigh, that’s somehow always audible to both of them then went to stare them dead in the eye. “behave.” you narrowed our eyes. “yes (y/n).”

getting ready to go out at night for a quick trip to buy a snack and they would never let you a step out of the door alone. “i’m going out for a bit, okay?” you said as you put on a jacket. “sure.” “alright.” and then they got up from whatever they were doing as they grab their coat. “but i didn’t-“ kaveh didn’t let you finish as he grab your arm, pulling you out of the house as alhaitham locked the door behind him.

reading with alhaitham. though the contents of your books maybe very different you both just enjoyed the shared quiet time. sometimes one of you would prepare a coffee or tea for the other without even needing to ask. sometimes you’d lean on his side, to try to find a better reading position and he just welcome you as he chuckled a little at your restlessness.

you literally being the only one who gets a pass giving them an unprompted sudden hug just because you wanted to. alhaitham would knew that you’re up to no good by your mischievous smile. “what?” he asked in suspicion, and you just hugged him. alhaitham didn’t react strongly as he had expected this was one of many outcome from your actions. his blank expression broke into a the slightest smile as he gently pat your head. “there are better ways to ask for this, don’t you think?” he said with the softest tone you couldn’t help but melt. with kaveh he just returned the hug just as enthusiastically, practically squeezing you—although not to an extent that it would hurt. his hands would meet at your back, giving you back scratches and the most comfortable hug someone could give. “you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” you could hear the smile as he said it. “mhhmm.” you hummed, as you closed your eyes.

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slowburningechoes · 1 year

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I was wondering if you could do something with like, maybe write a smut about Professor Reid x Female Student. Thanks <3

uhm, yes!!! professor reid makes me swoon cw: smut (18+, minor dni), brat!reader, unethical relationship (title ix is important babes), age gap (15 years), fantasization, mutual masturbation, oral (f!recieving), office sex, makeshift gag usage, exhibitionism, unprotected sex (pls wrap it up), breeding word count: 3.1k

secrets demand silence

Spencer knew this wasn't right - thinking of you, his top pupil, as he palmed the bulge growing in his slacks. It was an unethical and immoral concept at its core. After all, he couldn't have you and thinking of you this way just made his yearning even more unbearable.

He leaned back in his leather desk chair and tried to get the thoughts and images of you out of his mind, but the erection in his pants grew nonetheless. He couldn't help but think about the way you always sat at the front of the class wearing the cutest blouses and the shortest skirts. How you were always the first to chime in to answer his questions, rhetorical or otherwise. You had always done the reading and studied well for exams, but if you had to cram some last minute you would always come to class early with your hair pulled back with a claw clip and strands caressing the sides of your face as you stared intently at your textbook. There were so many times he wanted to bend you over the lectern right there and take you at the front of the empty lecture hall. Sometimes while he lectured, he would notice you biting down on your pencil and crossing your legs tightly and perversely, he hoped it was because you were soaking wet and thinking of him in the same inappropriate ways he thought of you. Spencer often wondered if you ever dashed to the bathroom or to your apartment to satisfy yourself from the tension those thoughts caused, just like he was doing now and like he had so many times before.

He tried to stop thinking of you, he really did - but it just didn't work. His cock was so enlarged that it was barely contained by the dark material - so, he decided to give in to temptation... once again.

Spencer knew the details of you from memory, but a little reference couldn't hurt. Thank god the institution didn't have access to his private browser history, he already had your social media pages pulled up from previous times he let his lustful thoughts control him. He had even decided his favorite picture of you: you were at some cozy little bookstore in between two aisles of shelves wearing a cream button down with a khaki v-cut sweater vest over top and a light brown plaid skirt that was just long enough to barely hit the middle of your thighs, your hair was wispy and pulled back by a matte cream claw clip and you were wearing the wide wire frame glasses that always made him take a second look. You weren't just standing there in the picture, though, you had your back plastered against one of the shelves, with your foot kicked up against the bottom and your eyes buried in a book. You looked so intelligent and beautiful, like you were in your natural habitat.

The last time he had touched himself to the thought of you was the first time he found that photo and he couldn't help dreaming about pinning you against that shelf and kissing you so deeply that the book fell from your hand and you were begging for him to touch you. That was a wonderful fantasy and one of his favorites, but after today's class Spencer's mind had created a new one.

He had started discussing a case that the BAU had worked in rural Alaska towards the end of lecture after one of your peers had asked about the places he had traveled during his work with the FBI. The conversation only scratched the surface, but it brought back the memory of the intimate homey inn and how there were limited rooms, so everyone else had to double up except him.

Now, so many years in the future, Spencer was wondering what it would be like to have to share a room like that with you. The inescapable proximity and the fact that you would be on the other side of the bathroom door with water dripping down your body as you dried off. How small the bed was and how close you would have to be because of it.

His imagination began to run wild as he freed his throbbing cock and wrapped his fist around it. He started to wonder what you wore to bed usually and how the fabric would feel when it inevitably brushed against his skin. He imagined waking up with the most strained morning wood imaginable and you making the softest whimpers in your sleep. He wondered if you would let him wake you up with a deep kiss and you would take him by surprise and straddle him.

Spencer was embarrassed that even the thought of kissing you made his dick twitch in his hand as he pumped it, but it did so desperately.

His need only increased as his imagination kept going, his eyes shut tight as he began to establish a rhythm. Spencer started to think about you grinding your core against his erection, moaning into his mouth and the wetness pooling on the area revealing that you slept without panties on. He would lift your sleep shirt to put your perfect tits on display for him before bringing one into his mouth as he bucked himself into you.

His fantasy hadn't even let him inside of you yet when his orgasm began to creep upon him at an increasing rate. Spencer's eyes were closed and his mouth was gaping as he increased the speed of his hand.

He couldn't help but let hushed mumblings of your name slip out as he worked himself with anticipation... what he didn't expect, though, was that you heard them.

You had just entered his office to see the shocking and glorious sight of Dr. Reid pleasuring himself. You hadn't knocked since he'd always said he had an "open door policy", but now you thought he may need to reconsider that. You had thought about what his cock might look like, but the reality of it was more than you could've ever dreamed of. He was lengthy, which was expected, but he was also impressively girthy. He would fill you up and stretch you out, the thought of which made your core begin to ache with a need that grew with every stroke he made down his member.

Before you could think consciously about your decision, you found yourself locking the door of his office behind you. Dr. Reid was so immersed in his self-gratification that he didn't notice the light "click" the lock had made.

The only thing that broke his trance was when you finally broke the tense heated air with a hesitant, "Doctor Reid?"

"F-fuck! Y/n?" his eyes shot open and he immediately began to panic, trying to maneuver himself back inside his pants and close out his browser before you made it around to his side of the desk - but to no avail. "W-what are you doing? Shit..."

You let your heart and sexual desire lead over your head as you came to the edge of his desk and propped your ass on top of him. Looking to your right, you saw your profile pulled up on his monitor. When you glanced down at him, his eyes were wide with shock, his cheeks flushed pink from embarrassment, and his cock still swollen and twitching with need.

"What am I doing? What are you doing, professor?" you inquire suggestively, spreading your legs open in the process, your skirt leaving little to the imagination.

"I-I," he attempted to begin his justification.

You flipped the bottom of your skirt upwards to reveal a pair of lacy black panties, which you began to rub your fingers down gently. Spencer couldn't help but suck in a tight breath and stare as you teased the outside of your need.

"Because it looks like you were jerking off to the thought of me," you hum, smirking down at him and pulling your panties to the side you reveal your bare pussy.

A hushed groan escaped him and his dick slapped against his stomach firmly. "I-I'm sorry, y/n."

"Don't be, professor... it's so hot," you dipped your middle finger between your folds and moaned softly for him, trying not to be too loud.

"Y/n..." he whimpered with a shaky voice, watching you intently. "T-this is wrong."

"Mmmm, but it feels so right," you sigh, pushing two fingers deeper inside you and moaning again. "Doesn't it?"

"Y-yes," he responded, beginning to palm his erection again.

"Don't be shy, Dr. Reid - I already saw your little show," you reassured, opening your eyes to smile at him devilishly. You circled your clit before choking out his name again with purpose and need, "Dr. Reid, please."

"Fuck, oh-okay," Spencer muttered before wrapping his fist around his length once again, pumping at a growing rhythm.

The sight of him stroking himself again made your wetness grow, your fingers motion in it eliciting the most delicious noises. The combination of those noises in combination with your moans made Spencer absolutely feral. Touching himself and watching you wasn't enough. Suddenly, he lunged forward towards you, spreading your thighs open with his hands.

"Professor!" you gasp, surprised by the contact and the strength of his grip.

"Can I taste you?" he blurts, his breath hot against your inner thighs.

You nod adamantly and begin to scoot your underwear down your legs to assist him. "Yes, please."

He hooked his fingers around the fabric and pulled them down the rest of the way before planting wet kisses along your inner thighs and up to your core. The feeling was like ecstasy, your mind was blank except for thoughts of pleasure and your body became tingly with anticipation. You were relieved when Spencer licked a stripe up your slit, dipping his tongue into you and gathering your arousal on his tongue. Just as he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked gently, your legs snapped around either side of his head. He begin to switch between lapping at your center and taking the sensitive nub between his lips. It was excruciatingly satisfying, so much so that you gripped onto his locks firmly and subconsciously bucked your hips up into his mouth, demanding more as the pressure in your abdomen grew.

"Dr. Reid - I'm going cum," you whimpered, pressing his head against your core firmly. "Keep going, I'm begging you."

You feel him nod in agreement and moan into you as he continued to use his tongue strategically to motivate your climax. He began to devour you in a nearly animalistic manner, still methodic with his movements but with a desperation that made your thighs begin to quiver around his face. It only took him sucking gently on your clit one last time for you to fall apart, coming uncontrollably all over his face, grinding into it. You stifle your moans by biting down on your knuckle as he continues to lap at your pussy until you became numb from the excessive stimulation.

When he pulled his face from between your legs, his lips, chin, and the bottom bit of his button nose were soaked with your arousal. Plastered across his face was a mischievous smirk as he licked the arousal from his lips.

"You taste so... so fucking good, y/n," Spencer complimented, before leaning up to kiss you so that you could taste it as well.

You tried to respond as he moved away from your lips, but he was already working to remove your blouse. "I-is this okay?" he paused to ask when it was about halfway up your torso.

"You don't need to ask, professor. Anything you want to do is more than alright with me," you assure, peeling off your top to prove it to him.

Spencer stood there for a moment, staring at your breasts cupped by your beautiful black bra that matched your lacy underwear he had peeled off earlier. He reached around to your back to unsnap your bra, which he did so with ease. The fabric slipped from your shoulders and dropped from your chest, the cool air brushing against your bare skin causing your nipples to perk up and become hard.

"They're even more perfect than I imagined," he whispered, cupping them in his hands and bringing his thumb to caress your nipples.

"You've thought about them, hm, professor?" you tease, raising an eyebrow up at him. "Not a very appropriate way to think about your students, is it?"

Spencer cuts you a look of exasperation and snaps back, "Be quiet."

His demanding tone made your body writhe with warmth, "Oh, yes, sir."

"You act like you don't like me thinking of you like this, touching you like this - when you're the one who came over and put yourself on display for me," he growled.

"You were the one stroking your cock with a picture of me pulled up for reference," you responded with a sassy tone.

Your face was suddenly snatched between his hands, his thumb and fingers pushing your cheeks together. "And that made you so so wet. You know... after all the times I've fantasized about you, I never imagined you'd be such a brat."

You give him a smug look before biting you bottom lip and bringing him down for a deep passionate kiss. "Are you going to keep blabbing or are you going to fuck me?"

A loud huff came from Spencer as he leaned down to pick your panties up from the ground, stuffing them in your mouth. You gag around them slightly as they fill your mouth, muffling your teasing words.

"Since you're quiet now, I will," he whispered in your ear, sucking on your neck by your collarbone.

You moan in satisfaction, the sound barely vibrating through the fabric, your desperation making your professor chuckle smuggly. "That's much better. Can't have your loud mouth getting us caught, can we?" He spreads your legs back open, sliding the pads of his fingers in between your folds.

You shake your head "no" insistently, wanting to be good for him so that he would enter you. Your obedience worked, Spencer dropped his slacks and underwear to the floor and lined his tip up at your entrance. His dick brushing against your throbbing folds made you whine and grip onto the edge of the desk.

"I'm not even inside of you yet, beautiful," he hummed, enjoying your desperation.

He didn't wait an extra second to fill you, though, pushing his cock fully inside of you with one good stroke. You are stunned by the sudden force, his girth stretching you out with a stinging pleasure just as you had expected it would. He was much bigger than any other man you had been with and he knew exactly where to place his thrusts for maximum satisfaction for both of you. As he began to establish a pattern of his thrusts and their intensity, your walls began to squeeze around him for more. You wrap your arm around his back and scrape your nails down it with intense urgency, your simultaneous moans stifled by the makeshift gag in your mouth.

"You feel a-amazing, y/n - holy shit," Spencer struggled with his words, separated by quiet groans motivated by your pussy clenching around him. "So-so much tighter than I could've dreamt."

You smiled at his comment and looked up at his head thrown back and mouth gaping open as he fucked up into you harder. His left hand dug into your hip and the other came to tangle his fingers into the hair at the base of your head.

The deeper he pushed into you, the closer you became to reaching your second orgasm. The rhythm of his thrusts made your clit numb with pleasure, satisfying the nerves so much that you did not need external stimulation for your climax to rock into you. The grunts flowing from Spencer's lips in combination with the satisfaction made it come upon you quickly, your knees attempting to buckle together and your breaths becoming sharper. Your tightness increased, causing the cum to suddenly rush to the tip of Spencer's cock, causing his orgasm to rush into him as well.

The euphoria came crashing into both of you simultaneously, resulting in the most sloppy and melodic hushed noises you had ever heard. Your orgasm finished before his, your body tingling with satisfaction and your senses heightened.

"Y-y/n, baby - I'm going to cum in you," he muttered in between his struggled breaths.

All you could do was silently beg through the panties stuffed in your mouth, you wanted every drop of him inside of you. Thankfully, Spencer must have felt your body agree, your pussy opening deeply for his seed to spill inside. Within seconds, he was grunting lowly and coating your walls with his cum. The feeling of him flooding you was the greatest satisfaction you had felt before, warm and full.

As he came down from his own high, he looped his fingers into the lace embedded in your mouth, pulling it out slowly.

"How do you feel, beautiful?" he asks in a gentler comforting tone.

You latch onto his neck and pull him down to you for a sensual open-mouthed kiss. "Absolutely wonderful... I think I'll have to come by office hours more often."

"I think I'm going to have to change that open door policy, hm?" he suggests. "Only for you."

"Oh, you don't do this with all your students?"

Spencer responds with an eye roll and his thumb brushing down your bottom lip. "No, y/n... only you."

"What about outside of here, hm? You have some girls you meet up with when you get lonely?" you tease again, trying to gauge where this relationship was headed.

He lets out a sigh of annoyance, "Y/n. Only you - you're all I think about."

"You're all I think about, too," you blurt out in agreement.

"Mmm, so no hot college hook ups for you?" he decides to play your game.

"No... I-I've been waiting for you," you respond, tracing your fingers down his chest.

"I'm yours, if you'll have me, y/n. Let me make you dinner at my apartment," Spencer whispered, kissing your lips softly. "We - we have to keep this on the down low, but I can't go another day without you."

You smile at him and nod, "I'd love to have dinner with you, Dr. Reid. I'm yours, as well... don't worry, I graduate in May, but I'm good at keeping secrets regardless."

requests are open!

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cy-lindric · 1 year

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Hey! I'm a big fan of your historical work (especially your sewing!) and thumbed through your pinterest awhile ago (thank you for linking it at some point) and was wondering if you have any reference books for period fashion that you like! Not any period in specifics, just any literature or media that you've found helpful, or return to often! Thank yeww

Hello ! I've listed a few books that were useful to me to understand construction on historical clothing in this post, but I've used those books more in my little historical costuming hobbies than for design.

When it come to character design historical references, my main sources are portraiture and contemporary illustration and I find most of it on archives or museum's online ressources. The only physical book of that type I sometimes use is Racinet's Costume History. I have a few books for napoleonic uniforms that sometimes come in handy including a few from the Men-at-Arms series of Osprey.

I think my main hubs for design references are probably the online collection of the V&A and Gallica BNF (the online ressource of the french national library).

For medieval stuff, I like to look at digitized versions of heavily illuminated manuscript like Les Très Riches Heures du Duc de Berry in the collection of the castle of Chantilly ( loads of colourful XVth century fashion) or the lovely Manesse Codex on the website of the Heidelberg University Library (14th century, some of these are the cutest stuff you've ever seen).

These days, for my revolutionary calendar project, I'm using a lot of illustrations from the Gallica digitizations of several "Cris de Paris " street studies, esp the ones by Vernet and Poisson, for reference of commonfolk clothing from the late 18th century and early 19th.

For 16th-17th century stuff, it's even earsier ; paintings from the early modern era depict garments very realistically both in upperclass portraiture and in scenes that represent lower class people like tavern scenes and the like. For these I honestly just rely on wikisource for high res files of classic european masters stuff.

To be fair I usually hang out on Pinterest, try to find stuff that looks credible and matches the vibe of whichever project I'm working on and work backwards looking for the sources if I don't know them already. A lot of old fashion plate books and manuscript can be found fully digitized online, no need for an expensive library and acres of shelf space ! Hope this helps !

#replies #olibheare #historical clothing #character design

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yeyinde · 1 year

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nah but price thought!!! about him being obsessed with your pregnant stomach and while you’re both lying in bed he’s just lying right beside you rubbing your belly and staring at it with such joy cause he can’t believe his wife is creating a whole human -‼️

stopp, this is the cutest thing ever!!!!!

He'd be the type to just wrap you up in a blanket and keep you in bed as long as he can. No moving—just let him take care of everything.

"Don't wanna hurt the baby, love."

He'd give you massages, rubbing your belly with oils and lotions, and look entirely bewildered when you sulked about stretch marks. "You look like a goddess right now, love. How could I ever look at you after this and think you're anything other than fuckin' perfect?"

He's there for it all, of course. The good, bad, ugly.

He runs out late at night when pregnancy cravings hit without a word. Rubs your back, grinning, while you heave in the morning ("atta girl, get it all out. I'll run you a bath and make you some breakfast, eh?").

He invests, too. Books, videos. Anything he can get his hands on. Asks for advice from the doctors, and listens to each word intently. Snags brochures from the receptionist until he has a stack of each piled in his desk at home, his overnight bag, his car. Reads them in between watching football, and highlights certain things he wants to ask the doctors about.

He texts you while he's away about baby names and this crib he found online. Comes home with gifts for the babies that aren't even born.

Gets misty-eyed sometimes when he stares at you, swollen and heavy with "our" baby.

He'd attend every single doctors visit (or expect a complete rundown of he couldn't make it), and buys everything you need—whenever you need it.

"Fuck, I'm just—," he picks up the habit of talking to your belly late at night, especially when he thinks you're asleep. Rubs his hand over the curve, and clears his throat. It clicks, thick and heavy, when he speaks. "I'm just so fuckin' excited to meet you. Can't promise I'll be the best dad there ever is. Might not be around often as you want. But I'll be a better fuckin' one than my old man, that I do promise."

The sincerity in his voice nearly makes you weep, but his next words shatter you. "You better not come when I'm away. I wanna see the look on her face when she sees you for the first time. Want my whole family in my arms." His hands stroke your belly with reverence. Just the barest brush of his fingertips. "Better promise me that." There's a kick, then. His breath catches. You pretend you can't hear the sniffle in voice. "Fuckin', eh. Good girl."

#i need to hurry up and finish my wips so i can finish single dad price #dad price #captain john price x reader #captain john price #captain john price x you #dad price is the best price #pregnancy

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chrisevansonly · 1 year

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Helping Hand

Dad!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader

Summary: Chris really loves to workout in your home gym, especially since the pandemic and virus season, he loved the idea of having his own workout space all to himself. Funny enough when you can’t find your three year old daughter Arlie, check the gym, and you might find her attached to her dad’s hip

Warnings: non, straight pure fluffy dad Chris, sassy Arlie

A/N: Baby Arlie is back to making an appearance!! I adore this pairing so much it rots my teeth, I think I’m going to divide my masterlist and add a Dad!Chris/ Dad + Arlie Section, let me know what you think, this one may be a little shorter, hopefully not horrible lmao but happy reading!!

Word Count: 846

Little Arlie girl was the epitome of her father’s shadow, following him around whenever and wherever she could, especially now that she was walking more and handling stairs better. That wasn’t to say you and Chris didn’t still watch her like a hawk in case she needed a hand or fell, but she was getting more and more independent every day. It was often days like today when Chris was off in your home gym completing his daily workout, whether it was legs, chest or arms, Arlie always found a way to weasel her little self into the gym to be with her daddy. So when you called her name for snack time and didn’t get a response, you made your way into the den where you’d left her last only to find her colouring book open and water bottle where she left it on the coffee table.

“That little bug…”

You couldn’t help but laugh quietly knowing just how good of an escape artist she was, so you tidied her markers up and walked your way down the hall and to the steps leading into the basement. When you opened the door, you could hear her giggles and little squeals as she and Chris worked through their weight session together

“I stronger than you daddy!”

The sight at the bottom of the stairs bringing a smile to your face, she had her set of dumbbells, which weighed virtually nothing in her hands, while Chris was on his back, two green and yellow weights on his chest to keep him to the floor

“I think you certainly are dove, I think I need some help!”

Arlie put her weights down and placed her tiny hands on her hips in a superman like pose and sighed

“I help you on one ‘dition daddy.”

You laughed at her shortened version of the word condition, because it was just the cutest thing in the world listening to her learning and practicing new words. At the sound of your laugh Arlie looked to you and clapped

“Hi mommy!!”

Chris smiled too, practically identical to your little girl

“Yeah, hi mommy”

“Hi you two, what’s going on down here?”

Arlie cocked her hip to the side, the sass with her was off the charts, Chris never failing to let you know it comes from you

“I doing the lifties thing with daddy, an’ he not strong ‘nough to hold my colour sticks”

Colour sticks, what she called her dumbbells, despite you attempting to teach her the word, it would forever be known as colour sticks to you and your husband

“Oh, I see, so are you gonna help him bug?”

“Mhm, I got one ‘dition first mommy”

You chuckled sitting down with the two of them on the floor, watching her as she began waving her arms around

“What’s that baby?”

“Well, I wanna watch cartoon and have two cookies!”

Chris pretended to think about it for a few moments, closing his eyes before letting out a dramatic sigh and holding his hand out to Arlie

“Okay Arlie girl, you got yourself a deal.”

“Deal daddy!”

She wrapped her much smaller hands around his larger one and shook with all her toddler strength before grabbing the dumbbells off his chest. Chris immediately took her in his arms and sat up covering her face in kisses while the room filled with the sounds of her laughter and now yours mixed in together. Moments like these making you take a mental snapshot watching the two people you loved most experiencing life together

“Alright my little gym crazies, how about we go upstairs for some snacks?”

After a collective cheer of yesses, the three of you made your way upstairs where Arlie got comfy in her chair at the island, and you and Chris stood in front of her, smiles on both of your faces as she munched away on some apples and peanut butter, her current favourite obsession

“Hey daddy?”

Chris finished chewing one a slice of the apple you’d also given him before answering her

“Yeah baby?”

“Don’t ‘fink I forgot about our deal.”

Your hand quickly covered your mouth as you began laughing, Chris losing it beside you as well

“O-Okay dove I won’t...”

Chris could barely get that sentence out without laughing and the two of you managed to calm down after a couple minutes, Arlie looking between her mom and dad with a stone-faced expression, clearly not finding any of this funny

“Arlie baby you are going to be a force to be reckoned with when you get older”

“Just like you mommy!”

You laughed shaking your head at her before Chris chimed in beside you quickly to agree with his little girl

“Yep, just like mommy”

Chris leaned over to press a kiss to your cheek before wrapping an arm around you and bringing you to him. That moment in the kitchen becoming another mental snapshot you’d hope to keep with you forever, your sassy Arlie girl never failing to make each day as interesting as the last.

#chrisevans #chrisevansxreader #chris evans imagine #chris evans fic #chris evans x fluff #chris evans x wife!reader #chris evans x you #chris evans x female reader #dad! chris evans #chris evans x arlie mae #chris evans x reader #chris x reader #rueswrites

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sludgewolf · 7 months

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Hc of Trolls being a Very Vocal Species

Just a personal hc I have of trolls making different insect like noises and how that affects their communication (+ some x reader hcs)

Characters: Chixie Roixmr, Polypa Goezee, Tyzias Entykk, Lanque Bombyx, Mallek Adalov, Marvus Xoloto

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Disclaimer: do not copy, repost, take or feed to AI or NFTs anything I post

The longer you've spent on Alternia the more you learned about the hell murder planet and it's inhabitants

A thing that you can't believe you only noticed once you got yourself some quads filled was that trolls are a surprisingly vocal species

they're always somehow making some kind of noise to better express themselves

it's so common for them to do so that it even snuck into their speech patters, specially with your more chill friends since you discovered it's considered very informal to do so

Galehk once lent you a book to help you understand it better but to no avail, so you just went back to observing and sometimes asking your quads some questions

Through that you discovered that they found it weird that you were so quiet and thus very difficult to read during conversations

once you explained that humans just can't make some of those sounds they grew more understanding, but now you do make an effort to make some noises like clicking your tongue or sighing

you even told them the ultimate human secret of talking with your eyes and concealed facial expressions

Chixie, Polypa and Lanque taking it much quicker than Mallek and Marvus did

sometimes having whole conversations with you from across the room while your dear Skek Boy and busty clown were just lost

Mallek even getting a bit salty for not understanding you for shit

But it wasn't easy for you either, troll language wasn't one size fits all and each of your friends expressed themselves differently

Tyzias swears to you those are just different accents but you say it's their little special ways

Chixie Roixmr

She's very musical, usually putting them in her songs

her chirps resemble the ones from crickets, though much longer making her able to sing with them

Some of the songs she wrote for you are made only for chirps and purrs

even if you can't understand the lyrics you love them with all your heart

Strangely when Chixie is angered or any of you are in danger you hear a deep rattle noise coming from deep into her chest

it almost doesn't sound like her, the rattles make her sound much bigger than she is

usually making whoever is attacking her exitate giving her the change to either run or take them out

Also, when she rapped as The Mask this rattle frequently snuck into her performances

Polypa Goezee

Though very quiet, especially for a troll, once you gained her trust you saw how vocal she is

She purrs a lot, and I mean a lot

the loudest being while she tells you the plots of her favorite romance books, the purrs giving the tiniest distortion to her voice that's just the cutest thing in the universe

Buzzes and chirps when talking about things that can't be explained through words

and sometimes even with things that can be explained but she claims clicking just conveys it better

Strangely she doesn't growl or hiss, claiming that it would be unprofessional of her to do so

or maybe it's because she doesn't want to scare you

Considering her line of work and outer personality it would make sense, that is, only if you didn't know the real Polypa

Tyzias Entykk

Doesn't vocalize this way very often since it can become a bad habit and sneak on her while with a client

but on some extreme circumstances the most she will allow herself to do is growl at an attacker or click when she's almost passing out from exaustion

You drag her back to her coon as she melts to your touch , her clicks making you reminisce of a long forgotten memory of summer nights by the riverside, nature bringing the world alive among the darkness that surrounds you

Lanque Bombyx

Also very musical, will and did use this to flirt with you

Squeaks when frightened though he tries to hide it with his life

if you heard him squeak, no you didn't

Sometimes he'll let out these high pitched hums almost inaudible to you

this is a subtle way for Lanque to tell you how he feels without him actually needing to go through the embarrassment of doing so

Mallek Adalov

One of the most vocal trolls you've ever met

clicking and chirping while casually talking, even on the day you met

They're not shy about it and was one of the first trolls you noticed vocalizing like that

When lost in thought or upset that a code won't work for no apparent reason they click like a cicada

and you started associating this sound to spending the night laying at the sofa next to Mallek's table messing with your palmhusk as you wait for them to finish whatever they're doing

Their hisses and growls are kept only for situations that really call for it, none of them ever directed at you even during big arguments

thankfully you don't hear them too often but those are the moments you're remembered that trolls are in fact predators

it would seriously scare you if you saw anyone else doing it like Mallek

Their purrs on the other hand are for you and you only

Mallek purrs a lot and it vibrates their whole body

the purrs are just the perfect volume that you faintly hear when next to them but once you rest your head on Mallek's chest or under their chin you can hear them loud and clear

and you know those are the sounds of their love for you

Mallek will use said purrs to lull you to sleep on the regular

especially when you're sitting on their lap while they code

also voice warble,there's been multiple nights when you just play around with how Mallek's purrs modify both of your voices

Marvus Xoloto

A lot of clicks, almost being able to talk with only them

and Marvus has more than once tried to have whole conversations with poor clueless you this way

maybe as revenge for excluding him in your concealed facial expressions conversations

or maybe he's just doing it to pester you, who knows

You regularly see him talking to his lusus only with said clicks

The most musical of all and almost sings through his rasps and wrirrs

he uses them as his not-so-secret weapon during concerts making his fans go completely off the rails into a totally different mode of transportation

But off stage they sound so, so much different

the rasps that almost sound like growls and the wrirrs that are high pitched and sharp will soften once you're alone

almost like a lullaby just for you

though when Marvus is feeling silly he will sneak a honk in with them just to startle you awake

#hiveswap #troll headcanons #chixie roixmr x reader #polypa goezee x reader #tyzias entykk x reader #lanque bombyx x reader #mallek adalov x reader #marvus xoloto x reader

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charliehoennam · 16 days

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rainy day in

a/n: request made here

summary: brian asks for help with his shaved hairstyle and reminisces

pairing: brian taylor x F!reader

warnings: no smut, fluff, police topics, language, playful nudge to a bit of smut towards the end

Despite being a playful man who liked to make light of most situations, Brian is accustomed to discipline and simplicity.

His years in the military only seemed to further enhance this particular aspect of his nature.

Having a shaved head was actually the standard look of the Marines and, after years of wearing the Jarhead look, he realized it was a much cheaper and low maintenance option.

That's why he decided to keep it that way even after he had retired from the military.

Missing the action the military provided with every deployment, he figured the next best thing was enlisting in the police academy.

However, Brian loved a challenge and was always yearning for more, to do more, to be more.

Moving up the ranks on the force was a no-brainer for him and he understood it would mean sacrificing time to hit the books and go back to school.

That was where you met.

You were both studying law and shared a couple classes together, in which he became the class clown.

At first, you hadn't noticed him until he cracked the funniest joke the class had ever heard. Even your professor couldn't help but laugh at him.

Most of the students gravitated towards his friendly nature that they quickly picked up on and adored him for it, so it was no surprise that he became popular so quickly.

Brian was not all fun and games though. He was very smart and had a tactical mind which was later explained when he told you about his Marine past.

You were mostly reserved and your no-nonsense nature attracted his attention rather quickly.

Although some of the girls threw themselves at his feet and at the masculine concept of a man in authority and uniform, you kept mostly to yourself.

You concentrated deeply and only on your studies instead of lingering after class to mingle a bit, which made you all the more mysterious to him.

In truth, he couldn't stop thinking about you in class or looking over at you to admire the way you bite your lower lip when you take your notes.

You caught him a couple times, mostly when the professors were going on about a certain case the class had been studying or during slide presentations when the dark classroom could hide his wandering eyes, even though you could always feel them on you.

It was the way the projector light glowed against your face. It was the way you held the cap of your pen between your lips.

Like a magnet, his eyes just always found themselves roaming back towards you, but it wasn't just him.

You felt a pull towards him as well whenever your eyes met across the classroom.

Brian was, no doubt, one of the cutest guys in the entire campus and you adored catching glimpses of his dimples whenever he smiled. Or watching his bottom lip pull to the right whenever he talked. But, it was his eyes that really did you in.

Despite the fact that you weren't the most friendly, it didn't stop you from engaging enthusiastically in debates often provoked by your professors.

That was the first thing Brian admired about you. The courage that you had you to speak your mind and the eloquent way in which you did so. And it was in one of those very debates that you had your first verbal exchange.

The topic had been a bit controversial and you both had opposing opinions on police brutality.

The way you and Brian battled back and forth, relentlessly stating supporting facts and arguments, pointing out contradictions within them had the whole class - as well as the professor - in silence as they let you go on, enjoying how you'd almost turned the classroom into a court of law.

Saved by the bell, the argument had ended when you stated scientific numbers that defended your point of view to counter his defense of being in the police force and experiencing it firsthand.

He was stunned to witness how prepared you were and your arguments were successful in making him realize he didn't have all the answers.

After class had ended, he waited by the door until you left so he could apologize for getting carried away.

You joked and said you'd think about forgiving him, so he offered to take you out to dinner to encourage your forgiveness.

It was history after that.

It's been a couple of years since that day and now, you find yourselves enjoying breakfast together on his day off in your shared apartment.

You walk towards the dining nook where Brian is already sat, sipping his black coffee as he reads the newspaper.

You instinctively reach out as you sit down beside him and lovingly rub his prickly scalp.

"Your head is getting fuzzy again. You gonna grow it out?"

"Nah. Hair takes too much work. Think you can gimme a hand again?"

"What do I get if I help you out?"

"How about I take you out for dinner?"

"I'm only joking" you chuckle surprised. "I don't need anything in return."

"I know you don't need it, but I still wanna do something nice for you."

You look out the window at the rain sprinkling against the glass as you consider his offer. But his eyes follow your gaze and he seems to read your mind.

Although it's light, you can tell from the dark clouds that there's more rain brewing in the sky still to come. The thought of getting all dolled up just to get caught in the cold rain isn't very enticing.

"How about a nice foot rub while you watch your favorite shows?"

"You don't have to do anything for me, babe. I'll help you regardless."

"I just wanna do something nice for you, baby."

"Well, I wouldn't refuse that," you reply shyly grinning from ear to ear.

"So, you see? Win-win" he smirks proudly leaning towards you to tenderly kiss your lips with slow and lazy repeated pecks.

"So?" Peck. "What do ya say?" Peck. "Gonna lemme take care of ya?" Peck.

He knows you can't say no to him when he kisses you like this.

"Alright" you giggle pulling away to admire his shit-eating grin with a gentle hand on his cheek. "I'll help you but it's not for the compensation. It's because I genuinely want to."

"Right. Cause you're such a good samaritan." He chuckles jokingly.

After breakfast, you load the dirty dishes away in the dishwasher while Brian takes a quick hot shower to soften the skin on his head and the growing hairs.

Once he's done, you take a kitchen chair to the bathroom as he gets a pair of boxers on and prepares the sink with all the things you'll need.

You can hear the rain already beating down against your apartment building outside and you're thankful you both agreed to stay in today.

"Good call on staying home, babe. Forecast said it wasn't supposed to rain 'til tomorrow."

"They fuck up sometimes though. I just really didn't want to go out today" you chuckle grabbing the shaving gel from the counter as he plants himself on the chair.

He closes his eyes and relaxes under your touch, enjoying your circling fingertips on his scalp that spread the shaving gel around.

You smile watching him nearly drift to sleep and ask if he's alright. With the job he has, Brian is used to being tense on alert all the time. Being able to simply relax without any care is a rare opportunity for him with the long hours spent circling the streets of Los Angeles.

He nods with a shameless smile and tells you how it feels when you massage his scalp.

You respond with a kiss to his forehead and continue your little massage just to let him relax a little longer.

Every stroke of the razor across his skin is done with gentle care, for which he is incredibly grateful for. You carefully swipe the sharp blades over and over and over again, pausing to rinse the hairs in the sinkful of water

Once you're done with the back, you move to stand between his legs to finish the front.

His hands wrap around the back of your thighs as they slowly slip up underneath Brian's large t-shirt that you wear as a dress.

He watches you bite your lower lip just as you used to do back in college when taking notes.

Thinking back to it, he can't believe that the same girl he thought had never even noticed him is now standing in front of him, taking care of him with such attention.

Brian's heart fills with a warm happiness as he thinks back to the early days when he'd first seen you. He never thought, in a million years, he'd have a chance to be yours. And yet, here he is.

"What should we have for dinner tonight?" you question.

"Why don't we just order in? I wanna spend some quality time with my girl" he smirks slyly cupping your asscheeks in his large hands, arousing you already.

"Sounds good to me."

#brian taylor #brian taylor x you #brian taylor x y/n #brian taylor x reader #end of watch #jake gyllenhaal

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Being Sakusa's Wife:

YN is Pregnant

Sakusa Kiyoomi featuring MSBY x Pregnant Female! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: Swearing, territorial Sakusa, unwanted touching

A/N: This is an anon request! I've been a certain mood lately so I've been writing alot of fluff vs angst. But never fear my period is approaching so the angst will be coming 😅

Congratulations YN 🎉 you've married into the MSBY family 🙌🏻

Or maybe we should send our condolences???

I mean you did marry Sakusa so like that's a plus right 😅

SIX FOOT FOUR INCH SAKUSA KIYOOMI

Please you probably put his height on your wedding invites 🤣

Anyways, you and Kiyoomi have been married a few years now and finally decided it was time to grow your little family 🥰

Anyways, alot of "practice" later and BOOM you're pregnant 🥳

Kiyoomi will probably be very neutral on his reaction

Literally don't expect much from him

but BUT he's excited on the inside ok!

Literally he thinks you are the absolute cutest when it comes to being pregnant

Like at first, he doesn't get it

You rub your stomach only like there's really not much of a distinguished bump there 🤨

He probably thinks it's a instinct thing or something

If you end up having morning sickness 😬 sorry YN he isn't much help

I mean, he's like a support from the sidelines, bringing you things to help calm your stomach or even googling home remedies

But he will not be right next to you holding your hair 🤚🏻 sorry love you are on your own there

However he will go to every single appointment with you

At first, they are kind of boring #hardfacts

You found out around 6 weeks, so the first one was more informative than anything and the second one wasn't anything exciting either....

UNTIL 👀 the doctor brought out the doppler

Now you are roughly 10-11 weeks now, and you're doctor suggests they try to find the heartbeat

Kiyoomi sits back as you pull your pants down and the doctor puts the doppler on your stomach

Then you hear it 🥺

The little "thud thud" of your sweet babies heartbeat

Now this is what gets Kiyoomi

Literally that little freaking heartbeat just solidifies something in him

He falls more in love with you and your baby

As you grow, he loves watching you put lotion on your expanding belly

"Kiyoomi do you think I look fat?"- You speaking the question no man ever wants to hear 😬

Kiyoomi rn 👉🏻😐😳

You turn to look at him

Kiyoomi 👉🏻😰 "babe you're pregnant with our baby, you look perfect"

You 👉🏻🥺 really?

Kiyoomi gets out of bed and comes behind you, hugging you and placing his big hands on your belly

"Babe I love you so much and you look fantastic! Thank you for growing our baby"- Kiyoomi

You 👉🏻🥺😭😭😭

Those darn hormones 😅

Anyways, the weeks go by and soon you and Kiyoomi find out you're having....

A.....

🥁 🥁 🥁

Baby BOY 👶🏻

You begin shopping and setting up the nursery

Kiyoomi is a huge help!

Mans does his research 👏🏻

Literally he will find the best car seat, best crib, best everything for his son

He also caters to you

Literally this man will book you pre-natal massages because you once said your back hurt 🤣

Now the unfortunate thing is that you did not really plan this pregnancy that well

You actually thought it would take you a while to get pregnant

But surprise! 🙃

So unfortunately, Kiyoomi is gone alot and at the gym most days preparing for the opening season

You are lucky enough to have a flexible schedule so you often visit your husband and bring him and the team lunch

You are about 33 weeks now

I know, MASSIVE timeskip but keep up 👏🏻

Anyways you waddle your adorable belly into the gym carrying food for an entire army

Or one very large Volleyball team 🤔

Meian sees you and immediately the man RUNS 🏃‍♂️ to help you

"God YN be careful!" He scolds

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️ hello to you too-

"Jesus YN smuggling a volleyball into practice or what?"- Inunaki jokes as you roll your eyes

"YN'S HERE!"- Hinata and Bokuto both scream, bouncing up to you as suddenly your husband blocks their path ✋🏻

"Touch my wife and I will give you both massive concussions," he growls as Hinata and Bokuto practically stop mid-air

You just shake your head as Atsumu comes up from besides you, extending his arm for a hug

You go to reciprocate said hug but Kiyoomi again blocks you

Mans cock blocks a Sumu hug 😐😑

"Kiyoomi!" You say from behind him as he glares at Sumu

"YN is carrying my child Atsumu, be careful!" He scolds as you just roll your eyes

Please YN he's so protective 😭

You go to set up the guys lunch as Kiyoomi literally hoovers over you

"YN maybe you should sit down, you've been standing alot," he says

You 👉🏻🙄

"I'm fine Kiyoomi! Plus the doctor said it's good for me to walk around. And this little boy has been kicking my ribs like crazy and the doctor said movement can put them to sleep!" You say smiling and ignoring your husband

After you finished, he will literally grab you and drag you to a chair, grabbing another one to put your feet under

"Kiyoomi! I said I'm ok!" You pout as he glares at you

"Babe you need to rest, I know you don't sleep good at night so I know you're exhausted!" He scolds

"Man Omi you don't let YN do anything fun," Atsumu teases as Kiyoomi glares at him

"I'm just being cautious!" he says ignoring Sumu like he always does 😅

After the teams break, you pack up and begin to ready yourself to leave

You are getting ready to walk out when you see a random woman standing at the door

You grab your bag, waddling over to her to see if she needs help

"Hello there, can I help you?" You ask politely

"Oh my, look at you! Such a gorgeous young lady and oh my, pregnant? You are absolutely glowing!" she gushes

You smile and nod, "thank you, it's my husband and my first baby!"

"Oh my! Look how big you are! You must be ready to pop anyday now!" She exclaimed

Now you still had no idea who this woman was, nor what she was doing in a random gymnasium

Like how odd 😅

You didn't particularly like people making comments about how big you were

Like 1) it's rude 2) you're growing a whole ass human!!!

Never make comments on anyone's size ok, it's common sense 🙄

Anyways, before you can respond, it happens

She extends her hand and it lands right on your stomach

You 👉🏻😳 ummm...

This was the first time some random person had touched your belly and honestly, it was weird to say the least 😬

Like it would be one thing for the person to ask but like who thinks it's a good idea to just touch someone's belly??

Again don't do this

"No no don't touch me there, this is my no no square!" 🙅‍♀️

Anyways, you are literally like 😳 🧍‍♀️

Poor yn doesn't know how to react honestly

Well it's a good thing your husband doesn't have that problem 🙃

"DO NOT TOUCH MY WIFE'S STOMACH"- he booms from beside you, grabbing the woman's hand off your stomach and removing it

"Oh my," she gasps as you snap from your shock 😳

"Ummm- this is MSBY's gym ma'am, if you need help finding something, the main office is down the hall," you say as the woman slowly backs away

Here eyes wide and scared as Kiyoomi looms over you

"Th-thank you miss and I apologize!" she said quickly walking away as Kiyoomi glares

"Are you ok YN?" He asks, turning to you

"Yeah I'm good just kind of shocked that just happened," you said, absently rubbing your belly

"I'm sorry that happened YN, but remember you can tell anyone you don't consent to them touching you," he said as you nodded

You turned to hug him, kissing him as your belly pressed between you both

You felt your son kick, Kiyoomi smiling down as he rubbed your stomach

"Dont kick me kid, you should have kicked that lady!" he chuckled as you laughed

Yeah he's a keeper YN 🥰

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hee0soo · 9 months

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Style

Request: heyyyyy can u write a seonghwa fic inspired by the song “Style” by taylor swift :) he gives me swiftie vibe so yeah LOL. u can write it based off the lyrics or whatever vibe you get when u listen to the song <3 thank uu - anon

Note: Hey, so i based this on the lyrics of *You got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt and i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt* I hope you still like it :)

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

It all started when Hongjoong came up to you in the library, highly red in the face, with smoke seemingly coming out of his ears and a seemingly very annoyed Seonghwa hot on his heels!

The blue haired boy was practically steaming as he forced his friend to sit with you at the table.

Notes, markers and various books spread out in front of you while you looked at your very angry study partner with confusion.

“Uhm, what is going on?” you asked, a little helpless as you tried to understand the situation you found yourself in.

Hongjoong sent Seonghwa a nasty look before his face softened as he turned to you.

“y/n! Please take this one of my hands or I will throttle him soon!”

He stated and dropped down in the other chair next to his companion.

It must have shown that you still didn´t understand what was going on. How could you even?

Hongjoong and Seonghwa were best friends, that much you knew and you also knew that the younger of the two had taken to tutoring in between the study sessions he held with you, classes and hanging out with his friends.

What you didn´t know was, what this had to do with you and why he was coming to you for it!

“You see, I was trying to explain to help Hwa with his homework, but it seems as if this one-“he shot the other a look, causing him to roll his eyes.

“-is a. either being an idiot on purpose or b. truly not capable of understanding even one thing I try to explain to him! I know that you know your stuff so can you /please/ take this one of my hands and help him pass our calculus class?”

You honestly didn´t know what to say to his question, but it seemed to Hongjoong that your silence was enough of an agreement in his eyes as he quickly thanked you, jumped up and hurried away, leaving you with a disgruntled Seonghwa.

While you shared some classes with him, you couldn´t remember ever having held a conversation with the boy now seated right there with you.

It made sense as you and him honestly couldn´t be any more different!

Seonghwa was the bad boy who didn´t give a fuck about if he passed his classes, the one who came to school dressed in leather and on his motorbike, often still smelling like smoke from his cigarette and hopping from party to party on the weekend…

He was the bachelor every girl was drooling over!

You weren´t blind! Of course you could see that he was attractive and if you were being honest, you too had a minor crush on him you kept to yourself!

And now that you were sitting in front of him, starring at him with wide eyes and not knowing how to process the situation, while he glared at the table in front of him. It seemed like he was trying to set your notes on fire with his gaze!

“Sooo…” you trailed off to break the uncomfortable silence.

“What do you need help with?”

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It had take a while for him to warm up to you when he understood that Hongjoong in fact, was not joking about not tutoring him anymore but soon you got to see a side of him , you were sure was reserved for his friends. Not that you were close enough to be considered friends.

Seeing him warm up to you, showing the little nerdy quirks he hid underneath all that leather and hairspray, like his love for Lego and star wars or animal crossing, it made your heart flutter.

The way he looked at you with his big round boba eyes when you explained something was the cutest thing and it reminded you of a child waiting to open his Christmas present. To say he was distracting you in these moments was an understatement!

Who knew that the big bad wolf was in reality a soft boy!

The biggest surprise however was when he asked you to hang out with him and the rest of his friends and even more surprising was how he never seemed to let anyone sit next to you. Hongjoong being the rare exception!

Easily accepting you as part of their group, the others became close friends with you. Wooyoung and San even going as far as to drop by and pick you up from your house every now and then!

How they found out where you lived, they wouldn´t say…

The first time it happened however, you had a very pouty Seonghwa suddenly sitting down next to you in class the next day.

“I heard you were hanging out with the devil duo yesterday…”

You didn´t know where the sudden urge to kiss the pout away came from and instead starred at him with wide eyes, not knowing how to answer to this.

“Well yeah, they came by to take me to get ice cream. Why are you asking?”

“I could have taken you to get some too!”

“And disappoint your female entourage with the fact that you weren´t hanging out with them?”

You weren´t oblivious to the fact that majority of the female student body was glaring at you 99% of the time and neither were you oblivious enough to not notice how his, let’s call them “encounters” with said females, had gone down drastically.

It got to a point where you wondered if you were taking up too much of his time! On the other hand you felt not the slightest bit guilty about him not fucking around!

That didn´t mean that his other habits of partying, smoking or drinking stopped and you didn´t want it to. Who were you to demand a change of heart from him after all?

Unbeknownst to you, he made sure to not overdo it should you ever need him.

Seonghwa also started to bring a second helmet for his bike, often driving you home or taking you to get coffee after school. When he had presented it to you, you had immediately felt butterflies fluttering around your stomach.

But it weren´t just the jealous girls who had taken notice of your growing friendship with the self labeled badboy which quickly came to your attention when your parents had called you down from your room to meet them in the kitchen.

The serious look they wore on their faces made you cautious enough to slowly enter the room.

“What´s going on here?” you asked carefully but your mom only pointed at the chair standing across from her and your dad standing behind her.

To you, it felt a little bit like an interrogation.

“Sit down honey, your father and I have to talk to you about something.”

You plopped down on the chair, unsure what you were supposed to say. You wanted to cut this as short as possible because you knew Seonghwa and the others were waiting for you at your usual hangout spot.

“Sure, but I’ll have to leave soon cause I’m gonna meet the others-“

“Yes we know and that´s exactly what we want to talk about.”

The confusion must have shown on your face.

“Your dad and I are a little worried about your, friendship, with those boys honey. We were okay with your study sessions with their leader and even when you started tutoring that Park boy, we didn´t want to say anything because it seemed innocent enough. But now you´re hanging out with them almost constantly and we are worried about you!”

You stayed silent. The words of your mother had to be processed first before you could give her an answer that wasn´t absolute gibberish.

“I don´t get why tho! My grades haven´t dropped at all and I’m not doing anything stupid.”

“Yet. You´re not doing anything stupid, yet! Honey there is a reason why majority of the people try to avoid them and we really don´t understand how or why they suddenly started to invite you along but we would really appreciate if you stopped all encounters with them. That means hanging out and your study group and tutoring!”

“The reason why everyone is avoiding them is because they´re judging them! Just like you are doing right now!”

“Please understand where we are coming from. Do you really want to be associated with someone who smokes? Who drives a bike? Who has a new piece of arm candy every few days?”

It hit you like lightning. This wasn´t about hanging out with the group! This was about Seonghwa because you knew for a fact that he was the only one who drove a bike. Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang and Jongho didn´t smoke. And San, Mingi and Wooyoung were all dating someone!

“Mom, this is about Hwa right? Not about the group.”

The silence that followed told you everything you needed to know.

Sensing your anger slowly brewing underneath your skin, your father tried to calm you.

“You have to understand that we just want you to stay away from boys like him and-“

“Stop! There is no “Boys like him” okay? You don´t know him but I do! At least better than most! And do you know why that is? Because I listen to what he has to say! I don´t look at him and see leather, make up or a bike! I see someone who gets excited over puppys, playing with legos or tries to style cat ears into his hair! That´s who I see!”

The unwillingness of the tow adults to understand where you were coming from frustrated you like nothing else!

How could they justify judging a boy just from what he looked like?

“No that´s what he tries to make you believe! Honey we know boys like that and that´s not who he is! And that´s not who you are either! This? Him? Isn´t your Style at all!” Your mother hissed angrily.

Not being able to stand the animosity any longer, you quickly jumped out of your chair to escape the kitchen altogether.

“Where are you going?!” You heard her yell after you.

“OUT!”

With that, you slipped into the nearest pair of shoes, grabbed your keys and your phone and slammed the door behind you shut.

Not knowing if you wanted to scream or cry after the encounter, you decided to walk around the neighborhood to calm yourself down. You didn´t feel like meeting the others anymore as you just didn´t have the energy to handle them anymore.

The argument having completely drained you at this point!

Tears you hadn´t been able to hold back were rolling down your face, staining your cheeks and making them glisten in the light of the sinking sun

You didn´t even notice the moon slowly creeping up on you and you shivered as a light breeze seemed to hug your forlorn figure.

Not knowing how long you were wandering around, you looked at your silenced phone. It was way past the time you were supposed to meet the others and the amount of unread messages and missed calls you had gotten was alarming!

You couldn´t bring yourself to care. What your parents had said was weighing on you more than you thought possible.

The way they had basically trash talked Seonghwa and in conclusion the others was sitting heavily in your gut.

They didn´t know him, was what you told yourself, so they couldn´t know the truth!

The screen of your phone lit up once more.

Incoming call from Hwa (✿◠‿◠)

You didn´t have it in you to ignore him more than you already had and when you finally picked up, you were barely able to get a word out without your voice cracking.

*Hwa?*

*y/n? Sunshine where are you? Are you okay?*

You hummed, hoping that the boy on the other end of the line wouldn´t be able to pick up on your less than good mood!

He did tho!

*Please Sunshine, tell me what´s going on and where you are?*

Looking at your surroundings, you recognized the park you had ended up at.

You had gotten a lot further than you had expected!

Telling him where you were, you didn´t wait for his answer before hanging up and sitting down at the foot of one of the trees growing there.

On the other end of the call, Seonghwa hurriedly jumped out of his seat, almost spilling bowl of snacks all over Yeosang in the process.

The other boy whined a bit but quickly got soother by Wooyoung who smothered him with playful affection.

Hongjoong who had listened to the short call shook his head at his best friend.

At the questioning looks of the others he just said “Whipped!”

The boy in question had quickly thrown on his jacket, grabbed his helmet in passing and sped out of the apartment.

It felt like he was driving for hours when I reality it was only of 10-15 minute drive but when he finally saw you, the crushing weight of worry fell off of his shoulders.

Abandoning his bike on the side of the road, he ran over to you, eyeing the hunched over figure of yours and he could feel his heart break!

Tear tracks were still very much visible on your skin, knees pulled as close to your chest as you could and you starred into the distance, seemingly not noticing him in your line of sight.

“Hey…”

His voice was soft as to not startle you and he quietly sat down next to you, shoulder almost touching yours.

You didn´t answer but you laid your head on his leather clad side, basking in the warmth he brought with him.

Noticing the shiver going through your body, Seonghwa wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer.

“What´s wrong huh? Where did my sunshine go?”

You could have melted at the deep gentle drawl of his voice.

Turning your face to hide it in the curve of his neck, you whimpered, barely audible, “Just hold me please…”

And so he did.

The two of you sat there in silence for sometime before you pulled away.

Seonghwa immediately began to miss the feeling of you pressed against him.

“Sorry.”

“No. It´s okay sunshine. You just really worried me today. Are you okay?”

The boy grabbed your hand in his, brushing his thumb over your knuckles ever so gracefully.

You looked down at your joined hands and the butterflies came back full force.

“It´s nothing, I just fought with my parents and was a little out of it.”

It was Seonghwa´s turn to hum in acknowledgement now.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Shaking your head, you turned to look at his face.

The boy was looking at you with worry stricken features and it was like a punch to the gut.

Like this, he was towering over you just the slightest bit and you had to tilt your head to look at his handsome face. The boy was looking incredibly ethereal in that moment and you couldn´t help but raise the hand he wasn´t holding to gently run your digits over his face.

You let your fingers trail over his cheekbone down to chin and over his lower lip.

Seonghwa had to suppress a surprised moan as to not scare you away. It felt nice and he the urge that had made itself known over time, to press his lips onto yours grew with every second until he finally gave in. Eyes falling shut in the process.

It was just a gentle press of his mouth against yours; not wanting to come across as demanding or overwhelming and he wanted to give you enough freedom to pull away if wanted but that didn´t happen.

While you hadn´t expected him t actually kiss you, you couldn´t say that he action was unwanted. In fact, it was very much welcomed!

The moment was cut short when Seonghwa pulled away, leaving not even an inch of space between you and you could feel his hot breath against your skin, brown eyes fluttering open again.

“I´m sorry I-“

Not giving him a chance to finish his sentence, you surged forward, catching him by surprise again to get another kiss in. This one deeper and more desperate in comparison to the peck from before!

Your forehead was leaning against his and you let your hand fall down to his neck, not wanting to let him go again until the two of you needed to breathe again.

Both of you were panting and Seonghwa had to clear his throat before being able to speak. He sounded hoarse and it sparked a little bit of pride inside you for being the reason of it.

“Please don´t apologize! Not for this! I like you to much for this to be a mistake…”

“It´s not! Not to me!”

Hearing his words made you relax instantly. It was like a weigh dropped from your shoulders, you didn´t even know was there!

“What do you want then?” he continued.

And there really was only one answer you could give.

“You! Cause you´re exactly my Style!"

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