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maximoffslilwitchintraining · 2 years

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Part 7

Of the “mommy… I mean Wanda series”

Read: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

A/N: ahh I finally wrote a part seven 🤭 hope you enjoy

More fluff then smut… sorry Im gonna make you wait for it 👀

Warnings: swearing, fluff, alcohol, teasing, fingering, somnophila?, mommy kink… ofc

Word count: 2092

“No, please… shush it’s too early what does she want.” You whined. It was six in the morning when Yelena called, disturbing your so far peaceful sleep.

“Mmm, who’s calling this early?” Wanda rolled over to peak at your phone.

“Yelena.” You said before answering with a frown.

She had called you early in the morning to tell you that she had a date with a mutal friend of yours named Kate, and she desperately needed someone to help her find an outfit. After you had told him to just wear whatever she has in her closet and being generally unhelpful she abruptly hung up.

You grunted before dropping your phone and snuggling up to a sleeping Wanda.

“What did she want?” Natasha asked, but before you could answer her phone rang.

“You’re about to find out.”

Somehow she convinced her and soon Nat was getting dressed to head off to meet her sister. Though not without calling her a few Russian swear words and complaining about why she would leave it til the very last minute like this.

You and Wanda stayed in bed cuddling for a few more hours before you felt her pull away.

“I just have some work due, keep sleeping I’ll be back in no time.” You frowned refusing to let her go.

“Oh, clingy baby today?” You snuggled into her chest.

“I have to work baby” You pouted.

“How about I just do work right here in bed and you watch a show?” You agree, knowing this was the best offer you’d get. She sat up against the headboard, laptop on her knees as she started typing away. You settled on your tummy facing away from her and propped up your phone in front of you where you started watching friends. Occasionally you’d poke her with your foot or peak to see if you could get her attention. So maybe you were a little needy, but in your defence, both of them really liked taking care of you. Eventually, you let go of the grumpiness and started to really enjoy the show. Soon Wanda's hand landed on the back of your thigh. She drew patterns up and down your bare leg. You hummed at the sensation but didn’t think of it much, as you laughed at your show. What you did notice, was when her hand slipped up higher and grabbed your butt cheek. You tense waiting for her to move further but she doesn’t. Her hand stays on your ass as she types on her computer, occasionally squeezing, making you bite down on your lip as you try to focus on what the characters are saying. Usually, you’d already be on top of her, begging for more, but you stayed put. There was something so incredibly hot about the way she so nonchalantly touched you. You were hers and if she wanted to grab at your ass while working, then that’s her right. You were simply going to stay still and enjoy, though you couldn’t help to occasionally move a little closer to give her better access or push against her hand a little more. Every once in a while her fingers would come dangerously close to your in her thigh and you would have to take a deep breath and pretend you weren’t getting extremely wet.

Then her hand disappeared, you frowned looking over your shoulder, seeing her closing her laptop.

“Alright, I’m done. You get me back now, baby.” She smiled getting off the bed. You sat up looking confused.

“Let’s go get something to eat before we have to go pick up, Nat.” She gave you a quick peck on the lips, pulling you up off the bed. You desperately wanted to pull her down on top of you, but fought the urge. She smiled to herself as she walked out of the room, she was very well aware of what she’s done.

“How hungry are you? Will a snack do or should i make you something. Remember we’ll probably get take out on the way back.” You contemplated your options. Truthfully you weren’t hungry, but you knew she wasn’t letting you get away with not eating anything. Your mind was still preoccupied with thoughts of Wanda fucking you, which slowed down your decision-making a lot. Many scenarios went through your mind, as you watched her walk around the kitchen tidying up a bit.

“Sweetheart you’ll make a decision faster if you were thinking about food.” She turned around and winked at you. You were apparently a little too obvious in your staring.

“In my defence, food was involved in some of my thoughts…” She rolled her eyes.

“Behave.” You smile innocently walking up to her. “What do you want honey?” She puts her arms around your waist. You glance at the covered tray on the counter, then back to Wanda with a guilty look on your face.

“You want the leftover brownies, don’t you?” She raises her eyebrows waiting for an answer. You smile and nod, happy she understood.

“Alright sweetheart.” She chuckles and kisses you on the nose. She brings you one, and you start to take small bites. She leans in and takes a bite of the other end making you frown.

“No. You don’t get to be grumpy. That’s payment for all those dirty little thoughts.” You fight to not roll your eyes.

“We should bring one for Yelena she gets grumpy when she’s hungry.” Wanda laughs.

“Oh wow, both of you?”

You shake your head licking chocolate off your lip. “Oh no, she's way worse.”

“How do you two survive living together?”

You just shrug. “Lots of snacks.”

You start putting a brownie into a container. “Better put one extra brownie in here in case Natasha wants one too, wouldn’t want a war.” Wanda laughs

“You think my baking is that good, that it would start a war malyshka?”

You nod with a serious look on your face. “Mm definitely.” In response to this Wanda came up to hug you from behind. “I adore you.” She snuggled into your neck. “Better put in one more.” She says pointing at the container.

“Oh, you want one too?” She giggled.

“No darling but you might and then you’ll eat one of theirs and well then we got a war on our hands.” You looked offended.

“I would not.” You crossed your arms. She placed several kisses on your face until you couldn’t, hold your frown any longer.

Soon you were sitting in the car Wanda driving and you in the passenger seat. You switched between radio channels trying to find some decent music. You settled on a slow but upbeat tune. You relaxed as you swayed and did a small little dance in your seat. Forgetting everything else for a second, until you heard Wanda chuckle. You stopped momentarily but kept swaying, with red cheeks.

You were fully aware of your lack of dance skills, but staying still was another talent you lacked.

“Don’t stop I was enjoying it. “ She smiled pulling over to the park. Once the car was still she sat back looking at you.

“I’m not gonna dance when you’re watching me like that.” You mumbled fiddling with your hands.

“Shy all of a sudden.” She leaned forward letting her hand slip between your legs only to run up and down your covered pussy. “You usually enjoy it when I watch you.” She gave you an evil smile. You were saved by Natasha opening the back door. Wanda moved back, squeezing your thigh before greeting her wife.

“Hi! How was it?” She looked back to see a sulking Yelena get into the back seat, mumbling to herself.

“Hi.” Nat smiled at you both. “Her date was a no-show.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, do you know why?” Wanda. She shook her head in response.

“Brownies?” You asked and she accepted, grabbing the container.

“I found a great outfit.” She complained, before digging into the brownie.”I looked amazing in it too, you should have seen it.” She spoke through a mouthful.

“Let’s go out tonight? You can wear that amazing outfit and we’ll have fun and forget all about that date.” It took zero convincing to get Yelena on board with that idea, the other two were definitely less excited. Nonetheless, you went out. Three of you stayed sober relatively sober during the night, watching out for Yelena as she downed one shot after another. You sat at the bar talking for the most occasionally you or Nat would chase away some guy that kept making passes at Wanda. Yelena was over by the pool table now making bets with some guy that she could beat him, three times in a row. It was fun to watch until she got a little out of hand with the amount of money she put on the line.

“Please tell me she’s good at pool?” Wanda asked worriedly.

“She is.” you commented.

“Let’s just hope she’s not too drunk to see the ball.” Natasha added. Lucky for her she was able to win all three rounds, letting the other gay walk away with a sad frown and a lot less money in his wallet.

“Did you see that!!!” Yelena came running over.

“Sure did.” Natasha smiled.

“Who wants another drink.” She held up the cash.

“Not you.” You pulled her back. “I think it’s time to go home.” Wanda and Nat agreed. Yelena didn’t seem to be listening though, her eyes fixed on her phone.

“Shit.” She cursed and the three of you looked at each other in confusion.

“What’s going on?”

“I was supposed to meet her at eight, as in right now!” You started laughing earning you a punch from the blonde.

“I told you no one goes on a date at eight in the morning!!”

“UGH!! fuck fuck fuck! What do I do now?” She panics

“Okay it’s gonna be fine, just text her and said you misunderstood and ask if you can meet here?” She gets to texting right away. She gets a quick response and you all head outside to wait for her, hoping the fresh air would sober Yelena up a bit.

Soon enough you spot a brunette girl across the street waving at you.

“Oh fuck there she is. How do I look?” She turned to you.

“Absolutely smashed, but at least you’ll have a fun story to break the ice.” You laugh.

“I hate you.” She states turning away.

“You look great.” Nat gives her a nudge. “Now go, don’t make her wait even longer.”

“Good luck! Call if you need us.” Wanda adds as the three of you head off to the car. It’s a quiet ride home. Nat and Wanda talking about something, but you are way too tired to listen.

Natasha’s arm came around you, as you walked inside.

“Sleepy kotenok.” She smiled, pulling you in for a kiss. You leaned in, so ready to get to bed.

“And here I was thinking you were gonna let us blow off some steam after a long day?” she smirked. Your eyes opened at that.

“Can I please have your fingers, mommy?” You mumbled hugging Nat closer, looking over to Wanda with pleading eyes.

“Wow getting bold baby. Do you think you deserve that?” You nodded.

“What does mommy think?” Nat looked over to her wife.

“Oh, she’s earned it. I’ve teased her a lot today and she’s taken it so well.” Natasha smiled at those words, and you all headed upstairs. You had to fight not to fall asleep, ones in bed. You sat up and watched the two get undressed. Only for Nat to push you back down getting on top of you.

“Just relax baby, you’ve been such a good girl today, let us take care of you.” You closed your eyes focusing on Natasha's lips on your neck and Wanda's hands wander down your body. Soon her fingers were inside you, moving slowly. Nat pulled away to watch you for a second as you moaned at the feeling you had been craving all day. She then settled next to you cuddling you while she played with your hair as well as your breasts. Wanda was laying behind you. Her front pressed against your back, with her hand still buried between your legs.

“Oh, fuck.” You moaned as Wanda adjusted your legs so she could push deeper into you.

“You’re doing so well kitten.” Natasha praised.

“Now be a good girl and let mommy fuck you to sleep.”

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ssamie · 3 years

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four. BUNNY

suna rintaro x fem! mitsuri reader

(kny x hq)

warnings: spelling mistakes, 3k+ words, italicized words/ sentences are her thoughts, mitsuri’s hair+eye color was used.

gen masterlist. sakura mochi.

"where's suna-kun?" she murmured to herself as she walked through the campus towards the gym. she hummed a sweet melody as she looked around the area, hoping to spot the brunette.

she had her 'volleyball notebook', as she calls it, in her hand, briefly skimming through the pages. while the other, holds a bag containing snacks for the team

"y/n." a voice calls out. she turned around to face the person, a look of confusion etched on her features as she stared at the unfamiliar girl infront of her

"hello..?" she murmurs out with a bashful flush on her cheeks

the girl merely squints her eyes at her and scoffs. "so is it true that you're with miya-senpai?" the girl asked

y/n chuckled sheepishly as her pale green eyes scanned their surroundings, trying to look for an excuse to walk away from the girl "um no...? which miya?" she asked with a smile

"both of them, duh!" the girl rolled her eyes "hmp! i bet you're just trying to get in their pants anyways"

y/n was very confused. she simply stared at the girl while she went on and on about the miya twins. "um.. what?" she mumbled out, still clueless as she shuffled on her spot

"ugh! stop playin' dumb with me" the girl hissed out "i bet this ain't even your natural hair. this is probably to gain their attention, ain't it?!"

her hand subconsciously went straight to her two-toned hair, grazing her fingers on the long soft strands. "but...what's wrong with my hair?" she muttered out with a frown

"absolutely nothing." another voice, much more deeper and suave, cut in.

"ah, suna-kun!" the girl squeaked out. it was almost comical how fast her mood and attitude had flipped the moment suna walked in. the unknown girl was now twirling her hair with her fingers as she sends the middle blocker a flirty wave

"eh..?" y/n hums out in confusion

she looked at the girl's flirty gestures, then at suna's deadpan expression. suna didn't mind her and simply looked back down at y/n.

"oh, suna-kun! are you busy?" the girl asked with a giggle as she stepped into his field of view "cuz you should come with me! i'll treat ya to some food!" the girl suggested

y/n squinted her eyes at them, her brows knitting together as she studied the girl even further.

'ah, i get it!' she thought to herself. she slapped her fist upon her palm as her eyes widen in realisation.

'she's trying to flirt with suna-kun!' she thought with a huff

'wait- she's trying to flirt with SUNA-KUN?? but i already claimed him as my future husband!'

she grumbled under her breath as she slithered closer to suna's tall frame. she wordlessly clutched his arm as she stared the girl down with such intensity. she put up the scariest glare she could muster as she silently hissed at her in her mind

"i- why are you looking at me like that?!" the girl shrieked as she pointed a finger to y/n's face

"like what?" she asked with a smile as she kept her eyes trained on the girl. her pale green eyes bore through the girl's skull as veins pop out from her temple. her pupils formed into slits as a sweet smile grazed her lips.

'thank you, obanai for your snake-like glaring tutorials!' she exclaimed gleefully in her head

the male hashira had formerly taught her how to intimidate people with her eyes. though it was mainly to ward off boys, he never mentioned it couldn't be used against girls.

"let's go" suna said with a yawn as he walked away, grabbing the paper bag from y/n's hands as he does so "oh, okay!" she replied with a smile as she happily skipped towards him

the pair walked off, leaving the unknown girl confused and disturbed from the nasty glare she had received.

"ahh, that girl was quite pretty now that it think about it.." y/n mumbled as she looked back at the girl. suna scoffed as he side-eyed her. "yer saying that after she insulted you to yer face?"

"well.. i think she was just confused" she reasoned "she thought the twins were my boyfriends"

suddenly the same aloof and menacing look in her eyes came back as she clenched her fists "but she was saying some pretty flirty things to you, suna-kun! you shouldn't entertain her! she might break your heart and make you cry! love is strong enough to kill people, you know!"

suna chuckled in amusement as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, eyeing her down with a smirk as he nodded

"whatever ya say, bunny" he mused

she froze in her tracks as she hastily fussed over the nickname. her arms waved around in panic as a bright red hue covered her entire face "b-bunny?!" she shrieked out

'suna-kun called me bunny?! is that a good thing??' she panicked 'bunnies are cute right?? so it must be a good thing'

'but what if he secretly despises bunnies?? then that would mean he'd hate me??'

she shuffled around flusteredly as she covered her face with her long braided hair "yep. that's yer nickname now." suna responded with a smirk "wahh! no one's ever given me a nickname before!!" she squeaked out with a shaky smile

suna snickered and took stolen pictures as she went back into a frenzy. he kept the teasing comments flowing, only to rile her up even more. he went to his gallery and showed her a picture of herself. she didn't look bad or anything. she simply had her pink and green hair styled as bunny ears.

he scrolled through his camera roll, showing a succession of osamu and atsumu spraying an ungodly amount of hairspray to keep her hair upright.

"how did you get that?!" she squeaked out in embarrassment as she covered her eyes with her hair "tsumu sent em to me" suna snickered "dont worry, none of em are blackmailing material worthy" suna said with a sigh

he had reassured her, thought it almost seemed like he was disappointed he didn't get any bad and scarring pictures of her.

"i see.." she replied. she walked quietly beside him, her heart pounding in nervousness as she thought of a way to make conversation

"um.. are you hungry?" she asks him "i made the team some snacks so you could eat your share now.." suna shakes his head lightly and yawned " 'm not hungry, 'm sleepy" he murmured

she hummed thoughtfully, puffing up her cheeks as she looked down at her 'volleyball notebook' "i can convince kita-san to let you rest if you need me to" she offered with a soft smile as they stopped by the gym doors

suna blinked at her before shaking his head. "no.. don't worry about it" he refused. he wanted oh so badly to agree. suna knew kita would bend and break if she were to ask him, but he couldn't bring himself to use her for his leisure.

"oi! suna, what're ya doin with y/n-chan, hm?!" atsumu exclaimed as he ran over to drag the girl inside "ya better not be flirtin' with her" the blonde glared at the middle blocker as he eyed him up and down

"i wasn't. jesus fuckin christ" suna grumbled in annoyance "actually, you should be the one thanking me, tsum-tsum" suna mused with an eye roll "one of your fangirls were giving y/n some trouble"

atsumu gasped dramatically as he wrapped his arms around the girl. "oh no! y/n-chan! ya didn't get bullied or anythin' right?!"

"i'll curb stomp 'em all if they mess with ya!" atsumu exclaimed "i don't care if they're girls or not!"

"oh.. you probably shouldn't curb stomp people" she replied as she patted atsumu's back reassuringly "but i appreciate it, tsumu-kun!" she beamed

she grinned happily as she clasped her hands together in delight. "in return, if anyone messes with any of you, i'll stab them!" she exclaimed gleefully

the boys sweat drop, gulping nervously as they let out a hesitant laugh. "y/n, im pretty sure stabbing people is much worse than curb stomping them. please don't do that" ginjima said to her

"you're right.." she muttered, her shoulders slumping dejectedly as she thought of another method. "i should cut their head off instead." she exclaimed with a bright smile

"no-"

"suna-kun~ suna-kun~ suna-kun~" she chanted happily as she skipped towards the boy. his broad back was facing her as he laid on the bench, using his jacket as a pillow.

"suna-kun! i got you some- oh." she cut herself off upon seeing him asleep.

his eyes were closed, and his chest was gently moving up and down due to his steady breath. she leaned in closer to get a good look of his sleeping face, blushing to herself as she shakily reaches out to poke his cheek.

though before she could touch him, he rolled over, flipping his body to face upwards, causing the phone in his hand to slip off. she quickly caught it, not wanting him to wake up to a broken phone, and set it on the floor beside his bag.

'suna-kun looks so cute when he's sleeping..' she thought to herself

'WAJGASHH he looks so soft and tranquil! if i knew he'd look this cute, i would've brought him a whole bed during practice!!'

"hngg" he whined quietly in his sleep. she quickly snapped out of her thoughts and turned to him, frowning upon seeing the discomfort present in his features.

"e-eh?? what is it, suna-kun?" she whispered worriedly to his sleeping figure

suna didn't respond, obviously. he simply rolled his head around, trying to reach the jacket which was slowly falling off the bench.

"oh.. does your head hurt?" she asked him as she carefully lifted his head up. she hesitantly sat down and laid his head down on her lap, patting down his unruly hair gently as she peered down at him

she clasped her beating chest, blushing heavily as various thoughts and scenerios flooded her mind "t-this is fine.." she reassured herself

she shakily opened the bento containing nothing but mochi and started eating her nervousness away.

almost twenty minutes had passed, and it seems that suna was still sleeping like a rock. absolutely lifeless, and could probably be mistaken as a corpse.

"suna-kun.. you need to wake up now" she cooed at him as she poked his forehead, hoping to wake him from his slumber "suna-kun~ suna-kun~ suna-... oh" she stopped with a sigh

suna had rolled over, smushing the side of his face against her thighs as he softly snored away. "suna-kun" she called out once again. this time, poking his cheek as she chomps on a mochi

"hngg" suna groans "what"

"you gotta wake up now" she said "kita-san might need your help in cleaning up"

"later" suna answered mindlessly before almost instantly falling back to sleep "you've been asleep the majority of practice, suna-kun" she said with a sigh

"is my lap really that comfortable, that you don't wanna get up" she said jokingly with a chuckle "hmm, yeah" suna murmured, mindlessly nuzzling into the soft skin of her thighs-

wait. hold on. pause.

his eyes bursts open, and immediately landed on her lap, which he had been unknowingly laying on the whole time. he slowly turned his body, facing her with wide eyes and pursed lips.

"y/n." he said

"yes?" she hummed back in reply

"i need to take a breather." suna huffed out as he sat up, softly massaging his temples as he stared out into nothingness.

"suna-kun, are you okay?" she asked in curiosity as she watched him mumble to himself

he took in one last breath of air before nodding, "im good" he said. he felt for his pockets, trying to find his phone, only to come up empty handed. "where's my phone?" he asked, though there was a sense of distress and urgency in his tone.

"y/n..?" he asked in a hopeful tone"i put it down by your bag since it almost fell and broke a while ago" she answered with a smile

suna swore he had seen wings coming out of her, right then and there. he had found an angel, that's for sure. "thank you" he said with a small smile

he bent down to pick it up, only to find it laying on a weird angle, and the charger barely hanging on from the port. although, props to her. the phone had fully charged thanks to his deemed angel.

"oh- uh- i tried to charge it for you too.. but it was too far away and i had to do it without waking you so.." she mumbled bashfully

"y/n.." he mumbled, looking up at her with his usual deadpan expression. except his eyes were quite literally sparkling and his mouth was slightly gaping in astonishment

"???" she stared back at him with a confused smile, blinking dumbly as she gave him a thumbs up in return

"y/n-san, the twins are calling for you" kita said to her as he walked past them. the captain was carrying one of the dirty volleyballs, most likely on his way to clean them.

"they're fighting and want you there to judge their opposing arguments." he explained. suna quickly dashed off with his phone in hand, wasting no time in recording the said fight.

"ah, a-alright?" she sweatdropped

as she walked towards the twins, she was not so surprised as she saw osamu pinning atsumu down on the ground. osamu was gripping his twin by his collar, aggressively shaking him as he yelled out curses and insults

atsumu was no better. seeing as he was kicking around under his twin, his hands pushing on his brother's face and chest, as he yelled out his own variety of insults.

"this is why mom doesnt fucking love you!" osamu hissed out

"fuck you, samu! as if mom didn't want ya outta her house two nights ago!" atsumu hissed back

"oh yeah?!" osamu scoffed "well, yer crappy personality's why y/n favors me, ya pig!"

"ha?!" atsumu exclaimed in offense "you?! since when has y/n fuckin favoured you?!" atsumu scowled at him "since when did she say that?!"

"last night!" osamu countered

"dont talk likE YA FUCKED HER, YOU SWINE!" atsumu growled at him as he pushed osamu back

"i nevER FUCKIN SAID THAT, YOU PERVERTED COW!" osamu snarled

"this is getting heated" aran commented as he watched them. though, he didn't really make any effort to stop them. he simply watched quietly, silently nodding and cheering along from time to time.

"y/n-chan!" ginjima exclaimed with a breath of relief "can ya stop 'em?!"

"eh? me??" she blinked dumbfoundedly at them as she pointed to herself "i don't think so.." she mumbled out "what do you want me to do?" she asked

"just- stop them!" ginjima exclaimed "please??"

"uh, okay" she agreed upon hearing his desperate plea. she walked cautiously towards them, stopping a few feet away as she thought of what could be a tactic to ease them down

'so do i just.. hit them?' she thought cluelessly

'no, that would probably hurt..' she shook her head worriedly

'but then again.. when has that ever failed to work!' she thought gleefully as she recounted all the times zenitsu had been hit and slapped by sanemi for him to stop crying

so she then skipped over to them with a smile, tapping their shoulders to gain their attention. "huh?" the twins mutter as they look back at her

"hehe, night-night~" she cooed with a sickly sweet smile

she then abruptly slammed her hand on their nape, chopping on their pressure point quite harshly with an unreasonable amount of force. she watched as their eyes roll to the back of their heads, and for their limbs to go limp, making them fall back as they slipped into unconsciousness.

"ah, it worked!" she cheered happily as she caught them in her arms

"ginjima-kun, i did it!" she faced him with an accomplished smile

she skipped towards the boy, carrying the twins along with her as she looked up at him expectantly.

cough cough. headpats. cough cough.

ginjima gaped at her, before putting on a hesitant grin and petting her on the head "uh- n-nice job, y/n!" he said. she visibly brightened up at the words of affirmation, blushing to herself as she relished on the sweet feeling.

"damn, that was balls" suna sneered "good thing i got it all on video"

"so.. how're they gonna like- do stuff?" aran sweat dropped as he poked on the twins' unconscious bodies "oh, i'll just carry them, then!" she said as she swung their bodies over her shoulder, carrying them like potato sacks

"welp, we'll be off now!" she announced as she waved them goodbye "bye-bye~" she cooed at them

the boys sweat drops as they watched her walk off with a pair of bodies on her shoulders. she looked like she had just fled a murder scene, if anything. "uh should we stop her? she'd probably get questioned hy the police if she walks down the streets looking like that" aran chuckled

suna laughed and shook his head "nah she'll be fine" he said "i'll walk with her" suna announced nonchalantly as he picked up his bag and jacket from the floor

"you?" aran asked back, eyeing him down as if he didn't believe him

"yeah, is it so bad to walk my dear, oh so precious manager home?" suna mused out as he jogged off towards the exit

"is this because of your infatuation?" kita butted in "wha- no!" suna sighed in exasperation "im just walkin' her back, that's all" suna said as he tied his shoes

"anyways, see ya" he nodded at them before running off towards the girl

the boys shrug it off, each of them going back to their own thing or helping in cleaning. that is, until they heard a fairly loud exclaim saying: "hey, wait for me, bunny!" followed by a loud squeal and variety of incoherent responses. or as they heard it:

"b-bUNNY?! i- SUNA-KUN?! that's me-oh! yes i'll wait- uh skpwjak"

it was then followed by two loud thuds, and a frantic gasp and chains of apology, as well as suna's laughter and occasional snorts "oh my gosh, i dropped them!" she exclaimed as she hastily picked the twins back up

"oh my god" suna snorted "i got that shit on 4k" he nodded in triumph as he replayed the video he had taken

"suna-kun, please help me!"

"nah. just leave 'em there."

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alswonderland · 5 years

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Its time

↳Peter Parker x f!reader

↳ Pregnant au/ married life au with Peter Parker where Peter and reader prepare for the arrival of a new member.

↳Warning: avengers being cute af, fluffy goodness, married couple stuff, Peter being suggestive (slightly)

↳A/n: dude you have no clue how long I have been wanting to post this for. I kept procrastinating on writing it even thought I loved the idea.

*edited from the original version*

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“Y/n!” Peter screamed at the top of his lungs “can you get the screws as well?” he asked his 9 month pregnant wife.

Peter was in the middle of setting a baby crib that he had ordered online when you were 3 months pregnant, but due to really bad shipping arrangements the crib had only come two days go.

Which is why both you and your husband(mostly your husband, because he wasn't letting you do anything) were trying to build the crib as fast as you could because you never know when the baby would pop right out of you, since you were now very close to your due date.

“Coming, coming” you waddled your way to Peter. You gave him the desired object and held your very round belly. “Do you see that sweety, do you see what daddy is making for you? this is going to be your new bed!” you looked at Peter and newly made crib.

You had started to pick up the habit of talking to your baby in the middle of your pregnancy due to the fact that you were bored of staying home alone the entire day, you spoke to your baby, telling him stories about how you and Peter met and how excited is everyone to meet the little one.

Peter looked at you in awe as you rubbed your belly and smiled at your bump. He got on his knees and looked your big belly. He rubbed small circles and whispered soft things only for your infant to hear. Father-son bonding time as he liked to call.

When ever Peter had time, whether it was after long hours of work at the bureau or going on business trips with Tony , your husband would always find a way to talk to your baby.

Peter got up from his position to cup your face in his soft hands. “I love you” he said as he kissed your temple softly.

“I love you, too”

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You opened an eye looking at the glowing red light next to your bed, 3 am. You let out a small groan, angry, it was 3 am and you couldn’t sleep no matter how hard you tried because everytime your eyes closed you would see that beautiful chocolate cake you saw at the grocery store the day before when you went for a late night grocery run with Peter.

“i knew i should've bought it” you thought resting your hand on your belly and felt kicks. “are you thinking about it too?” smiling you looked over to your sleeping husband. Mouth wide open, a bit of drool threatening to fall on the baby blue pillowcase he was sleeping on. What a cutie.

You leaned over to him and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

You slowly removed the covers of your body and tried get off the bed without making any sounds to make up the sleeping beauty next to you.

“ouch, that hurt!” You whined softly, as you rubbed the area you got kicked “whats wrong?” you pouted.

“Food?” you questioned in a amused tone, and got a kick as a response. With that you walked out of your shared bedroom and made your way to the kitchen.

“What should we eat?” You bent down a little to look at the items inside your refrigerator.

“Broccoli? Nah who we kidding we ain’t healthy, pasta? Hmm maybe in the morning,” both hungry and frustrated from no sleep you shut the fridge a bit to hard. You winced at the noise of magnets falling on the floor and prayed that Peter hadn’t woken up.

“We literally don’t have anything to eat!” you kicked the magnets out of the kitchen making a mental note to tell him in the morning to pick it up. You let a annoyed sigh, when you remembered Peter buying some snacks.

“Ah ha!” You exclaimed looking at the pack of chocolate chips in your pantry. “ I knew I had this somewhere” you grined.

You looked at your belly which was covered in one of Peter’s extra large graphics t-shirts, and said “ let’s get baking kiddo.”

“Ahh smells so good!!!” You exclaimed as you mixed the dough with the chocolate chips “if only I can taste it” you said with a slight pout, as you brought the spoon next to your mouth.

“Don’t you even think about it” said Peter making you jump in fright.

“OMG BABE! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? SCARE THE BABY OUT OF ME?” You screamed as you placed your hand on your rapidly beating heart.

Peter, no longer leaning on the doorway of your kitchen made his way to you. His arms holding you in a soft embrace, as he muttered soft words to calm your poor heart. He kissed your forehead and apologized profusely.

“Y/n what are you even doing here? At this time? It’s almost 3:30?”

“I... well you see Junior over here got hungry and decided that it would be fun playing soccer in my tummy till he gets my attention which he did. So I came into the kitchen to see what is there to eat, but didn’t find anything that I wanted then I remembered that we have chocolate chips left so”

“So you wanted to bake cookies” said Peter with a beautiful grin.

“Oh you know me so well, Mr. Husband” you cooed as you pecked his lips.

He smiled at the gesture and shook his head at your cute antics.

“Well then, since you’re going to be baking cookies I might as well help you. Now go on sit down, and let me do the rest.”

With that he sent you out of the kitchen and put the cookies in the oven and cleaned the kitchen as you eagerly waited for them to be done.

You walked back into the kitchen to see if your treats were ready to eat instead you were faced with your husbands back who was in the process of cleaning the dishes.

“wait what are you doing here” you poked Peter’s arm. “i woke up when you kissed me” he shrug as he continued to do the dishes. “you know babe i really thought i was gonna get something more than just a kiss on the forehead since....well you know.... you were up during fuckboy hours but i guess not” he pouted and then winked “and since we are up now” he sang wiggling his eyebrows, you hit his arms laughing.

“Peter” you gasp “how can you say that and in front of your son ” you faked a shocked expression as Peter jokingly started to strip out of his pjs.

‘wow a dinner and a show im so lucky’ you thought as you took a bite of a cookie.

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“ OMG BABE!!!!” Peter’s screams rang through the house.

“What what is? What happened? Who died” you came in as fast as you could while you held onto your belly.

“Honey walk slowly you might get hurt” Peter extended his arm for you to take and gently put you down on you shared bed.

“Nothing like that happened but I just realized that you due date is in a week!!!” He exclaimed. “ IN A WEEK!”

“Can you imagine it? A mini me will be waking around this very spot in a week, Y/n can you imagine!!!” He spoke, his eyes shining with each word.

You smiled “ well he won’t be walking yet but YES IM SO EXCITED! Oh that reminds me, I kind of bought some more baby clothes the other day with Nat. Only because they were so cute!” You gushed. “You should’ve been there Peter that store is magical” he laughed at your child like behavior and went to get the bag of clothes from the closet.

“Did you find it?” You asked, getting ready to get them yourself.

“I got it. I got it” he said as he brought a baby blue bag along with a big brown book.

“also look at what I found” he waved your photo album in the air and sat next to you.

“Awe look it’s little Peter with his little willy,” You pointed at your husband’s baby picture.

Peter’s faced became red, he cleared his throat and turned the page to avoid any more of your comments, “well its not so small now is it” he let out of a soft ouch and rubbed his arm because you hit his arm for saying such things near his soon-to-be-born baby

As you looked through the album of memories, you started to feel intense pain in your lower abdomen.

Little driblets of sweat started to from on your forehead and you breathing started to be come more heavy.

Peter noticed the change in your behavior and placed a hand on the small of back to calm you down. You smiled at him weakly, and grabbed his thigh when the pain became unbearable.

“P-peter” you quietly let out, “I-I think it’s time” you said looking in between your legs and saw the small water soaking your pants.

Your water broke.

Peter’s calm expression morphed into a panicked one as he hurriedly took the hospital bag and walked you to the car.

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The dull colors of the Hospital was making Peter feel more nervous than he actually felt. The thought of something happening to you or the baby in the process of the delivery kept running circles in his mind due to the stress and anxiety he was feeling at that moment. He knew he should not be worrying both you and the baby were in perfect condition, but he was not able to get those nasty thoughts out of his mind.

Peter felt someone’s hand be placed on his shoulder he quickly looked up and saw Tony’s warm brown eyes. Tony gave him a reassuring smile and open his arms to initiate a hug. Peter overwhelmed with emotion cried in Tony’s affectionate embrace.

“I’m going to be father” he sobs “I’m going to be Father”. Tony pulled away and looked at Peter in the eye. He cupped his face and whipped the tears away.

“I know you are. You’re going to be a great one at that.” Tony smiled at the boy whom he saw grow into the fine young man he is today.

“IM GOING TO BE A UNCLE YALL!!!!” a loud voice rang through the hall. Peter laughed at the familiar voice. He saw his friend Wade wave at him dressed up as a baby sitting in a baby stroller, he waved at the two men while being pushed by Sam and Bucky.

“He’s so gonna get killed by them by the end of the day” whispered Tony.

“definitely” Peter said laughing.

Peter left his father figure when the nurse came to tell him that the contraction has begun.

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You were sitting on the bed with your baby in your embrace, Peter walked up to you and kissed your chapped lips. He leaned forwards and whispered to you how well you did during this hard process.

“I should go call them,” he kissed the baby and went out.

Peter walked out of the delivery room with a huge smile that light the entire room “you can come see him now” he said and walked back inside to sit beside you on the bed.

Everyone made their way to the room, walking slowly trying not to wake your newborn.

“he is so precious,” cooed Natasha as she softly grazed his skin with her finger. “Can I hold him?” she asked. You nodded and let your best friend hold your baby boy.

“what’s his name” asked Tony as he walked up to the red headed who was caressing the infant.

“Harry Benjamin Parker” Peter said smiling, “Y/n chose it, but next time i will be the one choosing the name for our child” Peter said and you nodded.

“ Next time?” Thor said laughing. “You already planed on the next time Peter?” Thor teased Peter after seeing his face go red.

“Hey, Hey blondie, stop teasing my son, and auntie Nat can I please hold my grandchild?” Tony said showing his pearly whites in order to get Harry.

“Why should you get to hold Harry next!” said Steve. “I am the oldest!”

“No, I should hold harry next,” quipped Thor “It’s always an honor to be held by a god,”

“A god? oh please, let me hold My God Son harry, since I am his god father! I am his Sirius Black,” said Wade.

“Wade we never made you the god father,” Peter quietly let out as he took Harry back from Natasha’s hand in fear that something might happen while everyone is fighting to hold his son.

One of the nurses walked in to your room worried because of the arguing she heard from outside. She would've never thought that one day she would see the worlds mightiest heroes fighting to hold a baby, but here she was.

Furious because this is most certainly not how one acts in a hospital she kicked them out of the room, and lectured them about how to behave in a hospital.

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your crazy is my crazy

Oneshot

Im Jaebum x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Genre: Angst, Slight fluff (at the very end?), Mentions of sex

Summary: People said they would be there for you, always, no matter what happened; and then they weren’t.

Author’s Note: Inspired by a sad, lonely night.

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“Do you see how much I miss you now?” Jaebum asked, rolling off your back. You giggled at him, turning slightly to look at his face under the green fairy lights.

You kissed him, again, and it was all smiles and teeth and a giddy feeling in your stomach.

You cuddled into him, the crook of his neck being the perfect place for your head to rest, taking him in. He was so soft, you were always surprised by it.

Whenever Jaebum returned from a tour, his way of showing how much he missed you was spoiling you in every way he knew of, including cooking you meals, picking you up from work, not letting you do any grocery shopping and most importantly, mind blowing sex.

This was his third night back, and he just wanted to spoil you in bed. Add to the fact that you had teased him about how he didn’t miss you at all; and oh boy, did he spoil you.

You were both slightly sweaty from the cuddling and being so close to each other in a slightly hot bedroom, but neither of you made a move to separate from each other. Cuddling felt like a luxury when you didn’t get to do it for the long periods he was away.

“Thanks for the fairy lights” you whispered.

“Huh?”

“I know you aren’t into fairy lights all that much, so thanks for putting them up in your bedroom anyway”

It was the truth; one of the many ways you and Jaebum were different in was in the love for fairy lights. Or the tolerance for them you should say. Jaebum wasn’t at all fond of them, he didn’t get why you loved sleeping under them. But he knew just how comforting they were to you, so he had gotten a string himself, green being the only color he could apparently find (you secretly suspected it had something to do with green being GOT7′s official lightstick color), and put them up in his own bedroom, knowing how much time you would be spending there now that he was back in Korea.

“Ah, you don’t need to thank me. I know you love them so...”

And just like that, a switch flipped in you. Things like this always put you slightly on edge, and that combined with finally being with Jaebum after him being away for months was making it worse. You weren’t used to people doing such things for you. People didn’t make sacrifices for you, you were the one who made sacrifices for others and were left high and dry.

You cuddled a little more into him, trying to calm your breathing and your mind. You reminded yourself that the one thing neither of you needed right now was you descending into a meltdown. Jaebum was back after too long, and he didn’t need to see your crazy tonight. He didn’t need to see your crazy just yet; you knew he would inevitably witness it one day but not yet.

Your mind, on the other hand, had very different plans. The lump in your throat becoming more prominent and you had to shut your eyes to keep the tears at bay.

Jaebum felt how rigid your body had become, and he pulled back to look at you.

“You okay?”

You didn’t trust you voice at this point so you just nodded at him, avoiding his eyes. You tried to cuddle up to him again so he couldn’t see you, but he wasn’t having that at all. You didn’t look or feel okay; and he wanted to know why.

Had he done something wrong?

“What’s wrong babe?”

You took a deep breath to hopefully steady your voice and replied, “I’m not used to people accommodating for me”

The physical admission broke the facade you were trying so hard to maintain. You felt the tears burning your eyes and looked down so he couldn’t see them. You did not like to cry in front of anyone, let alone him. You didn’t want him to see you like this.

Even in the low lighting, he could tell you were quietly crying, and he pulled you closer, holding you in his embrace until you were calm.

You hated that you couldn’t even keep it together for a night. What sort of a crazy person feels this sad when they are in the embrace of someone who loves them as much as Jaebum loved you?

Slightly pushing him away, you wiped away your tears, trying to take deep breaths to calm yourself down and not cry.

“Ahh” you let out a dry laugh, “I’m sorry my crazy is showing, you shouldn’t need to deal with this”

The deep breaths were definitely helping with getting you in the right headspace to lock up these feelings to be dealt with later.

“What are you talking about? Your crazy is my crazy” Jaebum said, drawing circles with his thumb on your arm.

This boy definitely wasn’t helping you out here. You didn’t want or need to listen to things like this; people made promises and then people broke them. People said they would be there for you, always, no matter what happened; and then they weren’t. You were used to that and believing what Jaebum was saying to you was turning out to be difficult.

How could you let yourself believe that someone, anyone cared about your crazy mind? Believing that meant a level of vulnerability you probably would never be ready for.

You looked up at him, tears threatening to spill over again, and just shook your head at him.

“You don’t believe me, do you?” Jaebum said, his tone a lot calmer than you had expected. You expected him to be angry, question the trust you had in him and question how you didn’t trust him fully when you were in a relationship with him. You weren’t expecting him to be understanding of the fact that fully trusting someone was extremely difficult for you.

“No one has ever said that to me and meant it” you confessed, your voice low and small just like you felt.

“Not even your ex-boyfriend?” Jaebum asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

He knew you had been with a boy for five years before you ever met him. He was surprised that in that long a time that boy had never told you something like this.

His tone took you by surprise once again; it wasn’t accusatory like you would expect it to be. Why wasn’t it? Wasn’t that how your current boyfriend’s tone was supposed to be when he mentioned your ex?

You let out another dry laugh, remembering your ex and his words.

“He…yeah, he said it. But when it came down to it…I was always alone. It was always me all alone in a dark room and he didn’t want anything to do with that because my low always triggered him”

Jaebum’s grip on your waist tightened just a little. He didn’t like knowing that you were treated like that. You deserved the world, and he hated imagining you going through it all alone.

“Well, I mean it. Your crazy is every bit my crazy and I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be sad around me. I know I’m not some magical cure to your depression, I know no person is but I will help you through it however I can okay?” he said trying to get you to look at him again, hoping that you could find it in you to trust his words just a little.

You refused to look at him though; you couldn’t help but have doubts. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him, it was just that voice in your head that always screwed things up. But you knew Jaebum deserved more than you running away from this discussion. He deserved to know the reason why you were the way you were, at least the ones you were aware of yourself.

“I’m sorry” you said, daring to finally look at him before continuing, “Its not that I don’t trust you, its just that…when I hear your words at first its all in your voice, but when my mind repeats it back to me I always hear it that tone my mother always used with me growing up. Passive aggressive, always some condition attached with her love”

At this point, you were beyond trying to control your tears. You felt sad and scared. Because not only had no one said what Jaebum had said or done what he had for you, but you were now scared of losing him. He was an important part of your life, and you didn’t know what you would do if you ever lost him.

He didn’t say anything, knowing you weren’t saying that to want a response from him. He knew it was an admission, an explanation for your thoughts and your actions. It was one step closer to you letting him in and trusting him, and he was okay with these baby steps. He just held you, nodding in response, and leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead.

“Jaebum?” you said, suddenly breaking the silence.

“Yes?”

“Can you promise me something? Even if we break up” you said looking up at him, “And I’m not saying we will or we won’t, but if we do break up promise me I won’t lose my friend”

You were sobbing, because Jaebum and you didn’t just start dating out of the blue , you had been friends for a while before you started dating, and that friendship had just grown stronger over the time the two of you had been together. You considered him your best friend and just the thought of losing a best friend again terrified you.

“I’ve lost a best friend when I lost a boyfriend before, and I...I’m not strong enough to go through that again” you blabbered.

Jaebum pulled you closer; you let him, resting your head on his chest.

“I promise you that you won’t lose me”

You nodded, continuing to sob as he rubbed your back. He didn’t stop rubbing your back until he knew for sure you weren’t crying anymore. You felt a lot calmer when you finally did stop crying, and just a tiny bit hungry.

You pulled away from Jaebum, bringing your hands up to your face to wipe away any remaining tears and asked, “You feel like a late night snack?”

Jaebum smiled and nodded at you.

And just like that, 20 minutes later you were both sitting on the floor wrapped up in blankets with a huge bowl of popcorn, two glasses of strawberry milkshake watching Jaebum’s guilty pleasure, New Girl.

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