#also. she presented for me on the bed so of course i had to admire her

[lavenderedhoney]

I love that I can make her feel small and dainty 😭💖💖💖

#i picked her up and she dropped into subspace so fucking hard it was so sweet 🥺 #she loves feeling small #like physically small #shes 5'10 and shes got these beautiful broad shoulders #and i can make her feel like just a delicate lil thing #it is so. so special to me #i cherish it #also. she presented for me on the bed so of course i had to admire her #got on the bed behind her and touched her all over for a while bc she was so pretty #and it had her drooling all over her pillow #it was really cute 🥰🥰🥰 #text #baby 💖

[ollypopwrites]

Our Sweet Remedy

Gale x Fem!Tav [AFAB, she/her]

Rating: Explicit [18+ MDNI]

Word count: 2.8k

Request: 69 or DP with Gale by anon!

Warnings: Smut (oral [f and m receiving, face fucking, cum swallowing], Gale’s projection double participates [PiV], double penetration, fingering), dirty talk, Dom!Gale (and he is condescending lmao, but no degradation), after care, safe and consensual check ins. Changing POV (Tav then Gale).

Notes: there is so little plot here I don’t know what to say. No beta reader, only Ao can judge me. Also idk if it’s mirror image Gale uses for his projection? Sorry if that that is not lore accurate.

My Ao3

Tav felt she may have to sit down and chat with Gale about his inability to just lay back and receive every once in a while.

It was post-exam season, and her overachieving fiance, had just spent many days cooped up in the study grading and reading final assignments. But it was finally over and they were celebrating the completion of his first full term as a professor at Blackstaff. A night out so neither of them had to cook and a bottle of wine to end the evening.

With Gale wrapped up in his work, it had been up to Tav to arrange everything. Her plans for the night had so far gone exactly as they ought to, they made it to their reservation for dinner, the walk to and from the tower had been exactly on time and when they got through the door he was amenable to being ordered upstairs.

This was where the plan went awry. She had meant to get on her knees, and give him some well-deserved admiration. Gale, however, after what felt like weeks of being drowned in work and only seeing glimpses of his betrothed was feeling clingy and needy.

Instead of having his cock in her mouth from her knees, she was draped alongside him on the bed. His hands roamed over her sides, taking in each curve, grabbing onto flesh when she did something he particularly liked. The groans and murmured praises spurred her on, happy to be able to please him and offer him some reprieve.

His fingers trailed her thighs, nudging them apart. She allowed it, for the moment, a pleased yet shocked squeal leaving her when he ran through the seam of her, dipping his fingers inside of her when he found her wet.

She pulled off him to lift her head, and remind him she was doing something for him for once when she caught him bringing his fingers into his mouth. Rendered momentarily speechless, body pulsing with a renewed need, Tav licked her lips.

“Humor me?” He asked.

“This — hey!” She felt him grabbing her thighs, attempting to pull her onto his body. “Gale, tonight is supposed to be about you.”

“Believe me, my love,” he said, not giving up his intent so Tav had to acquiesce, “this is for me.”

Another pulse of excitement coursed through her. Not meaning to be outdone, Tav at least acknowledged that this gave her better access to his cock. Her body now settled over his, with her thighs bracketing his sides as he leaned against the headboard with her presented for him as he grabbed at her ass. She worked him into her mouth with renewed vigor, not letting up even when he began his usual maddening work on her with his tongue.

For a while she was too lost to the sensation of him groaning above her to truly acknowledge how worked up she was getting. When she took him further into her mouth, as far as she could, he sucked hard on her clit with a moan and she felt her entire body go rigid.

There was something incredibly enticing about feeling so much pleasure while he was buried in her throat. She pulled up for air and not one to be outdone, Gale went in more fervently.

She was quickly rising to her climax, and she was losing focus. Pumping him in her hand with his head in her mouth, she kept being distracted by the sensations.

“You’re distracting me,” she whined.

No response, just more incessant working of her that made her want to give up entirely on the task at hand and languish in his talents.

Her own hands wrapped around his hips, to grab at his ass and pull him further into her mouth so he would get the message. He hesitated, gently thrust and when she moaned he allowed himself shallow jerky movements. A half-formed groan escaped him and his grip grew tighter on her thighs.

Tav’s mind went blissfully blank, truly degenerate moans came out around the slight muffle of him thrusting in and out of her mouth and then something snapped.

It was hard to tell if Gale gave the hard thrust into her throat or if she pushed herself down onto him, but it hardly mattered. Mouth full of him, her toes curled, her legs shook and her hips had to be held firmly to keep from jolting and moving from the sensation of his mouth.

After it passed she took him out of her mouth to laugh, a bit delirious at what had just happened.

“Alright, my love?”

He sounded strained, and she could see why. His cock was rigid, pulsing slightly and she knew he was close. She hummed an affirmative and without distraction went back to work on rewarding her wizard for a successful first term not thinking much more of the turn of events.

Gale couldn’t forget it.

Perhaps it was that he had not considered how much time he was buried in work and now being able to reemerge he found himself constantly thinking about Tav’s reaction the other night. They went from enjoying each other's company as often as possible to intermittently due to his new work schedule to not at all during the exam season.

But regardless of it being a matter of being pent up or not. He was catching himself thinking about her reaction in the middle of benign conversations, eyes drifting to her mouth and wondering just what her expression had been when she came with his cock in her throat.

Blindly feeling it had been near enough to throw him over the edge. He had to see it.

They had discussed trying things with his ability to conjure a mostly tangible mirror image before. The idea had come to him after the topic of Halsin wanting to be an add on to their partnership while on the road had come up. It had been born of insecurity, a need to be more in order to keep her by his side , but after his concerns were put to rest the idea remained.

It remained on a loop, actually. The idea of filling her so completely that all she could feel was him.

When she climbed in his lap in the study a couple days later, as eager to make up for their time apart as he was, he decided he had to see if he could bring the fantasy to life.

Tav gasped when she felt the somewhat cool touch of the mirror image’s hand on her back. She looked over her shoulder, and the projection smiled at her. Naked and ready already, but not making any other move to touch Tav.

“Hello there,” she said and then turned back to Gale. “We finally giving this a go?”

“Only if you want to,” he said, cupping her face. “Say the word and he will be gone.”

Tav kissed him, and then bit her lip with a cheeky smile. “How do you two want me?”

Gale felt a blazing trail of excitement crawl up his spine, blood rushing. “Naked. On your hand and knees.” He added a gentlemanly, “please,” for good measure.

“Yes, saer,” she teased and crawled out of his lap to strip herself of her clothes and do as she was asked.

For a while he just watched as she took in the sensations of the spectral presence lavishing her in attention. There was a thrill in being able to see his hands grab at the flesh of her ass, to see himself squeeze her thighs and generally admire her body from his seat on the settee. A unique pleasure in watching but still knowing it was all him that made her whine impatiently, and when he allowed the projection to finally touch her she eased into it.

“How does it feel, my love?”

The projection slid fingers through her folds, not quite giving her clit the attention it needed.

“Ever the scholar,” she mused and then moaned as a spectral finger circled her entrance. “Feels good, a bit like the mage hand, honestly.”

Gale hummed.

“Off,” she half demanded tugging down at the hem of his shirt.

“Always so impatient,” he chuckled, removing his shirt anyway.

“And you’re always a tease,” she shot back. One of her hands came up to tug at his waistband this time. “These next.”

“Demanding, as well,” he replied, yet he moved to acquiesce. He sat down in front of her, still on the settee while his mirror image continued to rub and tease, purposely not touching where she truly wanted him to. His hand came to her cheek, “I’d very much like to preoccupy your mouth with something besides bossing me around. How do you tell me to stop?”

“Two taps,” she demonstrated on his thigh for good measure.

There was a challenge in her eyes, one that spurred him on. The urge to take very deep despite his constant reign on himself. Perhaps a hold over from his time dealing with the orb, but if there was one thing Tav was good at it was tempting him.

He pushed his thumb into her mouth, and she sucked on it before opening her mouth to make a show of running her tongue along the pad of his finger.

“The other night,” he said, eyebrows furrowing in sharp focus at the point where his finger met her tongue, “you took me so deeply when you came. Did you like it?”

She hummed an affirmative, her mouth coming off his hand to say, “I loved it.” Her hand reached for the base of his cock, bringing it towards her mouth.

He moved his hand into her hair, gripping tight enough to keep her head from moving any further. Behind her his double stopped immediately. A frozen moment of disbelief crossed over her face.

“Ask me.”

She breathed a half laugh, but the way she licked her lips betrayed her interest in his demand.

“May I have your cock in my mouth?”

“Ask me, nicely.”

A shudder overtook her. “Please, Gale, can I have your cock in my mouth?”

“You may,” he replied with a smile, hand coming out of her hair to allow her to move.

The first lick was teasing, but with every attention she paid to him the projection behind her rewarded her anew. Gale took the time to sit back and enjoy, her clever mouth working him at her own leisure and each soft noise of pleasure while she did made his jaw clench.

When the presence behind her slipped two fingers inside of her, he felt her stiffen and her mouth froze on him. She tried to get back to her task but each stroke of the fingers inside of her seemed to draw her away until she was just sitting there moaning with his cock in her mouth.

“That’s it,” Gale muttered. “Hold me in your mouth, my love, can you do that?”

A gentle nod was her reply and the projection behind her went to work. Gale’s breathing picked up, self-control hanging on by a fraying thread as he simply watched. Pre-cum dribbled out of him and the resulting squeal she gave before running her tongue over the tip of him had him questioning why he was waiting.

Tav’s first orgasm approached, and he watched with fond understanding of exactly how it would go. The rush of sudden impatience as her hips thrust back onto the fingers inside of her, the little noises she would make and the crinkled brow of focus as she let herself hone in on the rising sensation. Beautiful as usual.

“Gale,” she breathed, “I’m going to —“

“Ask.”

Her eyes shot open, meeting his, a new sort of awe struck intrigue perhaps at the commanding tone. “Please,” she said, tongue laving over the tip of him, “please let me come.”

“Open for me,” he said, hand coming back into her hair. When she did as he asked he gently guided her back onto him, “hold me here. Keep me right here while you fall apart.”

The projection was unrelenting, and Gale could hardly keep his hips steady with each little whine that came from Tav’s lips. Enraptured by the view, he was lost when her jaw went a bit slack, tongue pressed against the head of his cock in a last attempt to pleasure him as she tipped over the edge.

The final thread of self-control frayed; the projection of himself quickly readjusted so that the same time Gale thrust into her mouth its cock was also sinking into her heat.

Tav squealed in surprise around both intrusions, and Gale grit his teeth to stave off further thrusting in order to give her the chance to tap out. His lovely Tav simply looked up at him, corners of her lips turned up in a challenging smile even with her mouth full.

The desire to make her as mindless as he felt overtook and in unison both cocks began to thrust. Praise was all he could find himself to speak.

“Yes, my love, yes,” he whispered, “look at you, full of me.” He sucked in a sharp breath when she whined, the sensation causing a sweet vibration. “So beautiful, so good,” he breathed, “with such an eager mouth — and a dripping cunt for me.”

Her eyes blinked, slightly watery with a sharper thrust that he felt gag her slightly. But yet unwaveringly full of awe, full of admiration and devotion. Proof she was loving every second of this as much as him.

The projection pressed over her back, arm coming around to touch her clit in reward. A slightly manic sound left her, desperate and shocked. He knew she was probably still sensitive, he barely gave her time to recover from the last orgasm before he began the double ended onslaught of sensation. Her walls had probably still been fluttering around the slightly spectral intrusion of his double’s cock.

He swallowed hard. He almost wanted to take himself out of her mouth to hear her describe the feeling, but it would be too great a loss he decided. The unending string of muffled moans were enough of an indication for him.

At a particularly harsh thrust from his double he was knocked from her mouth, her head lolling and eyes closing. She was losing her focus.

“Keep my cock in your mouth, Tav,” he commanded, the projection ceasing all movement. Hips and hands stilling mid movement.

“Trying,” she whimpered. “Feels too good —“

Gale tightened the grip in her hair, guiding her back to where he wanted her, his hips thrusting steadily with a groan. “I’ve got you,” he muttered, “stay there.”

The projection started its onslaught again, with renewed gasps and choked off whimpers from Tav starting anew. He was steadily approaching the precipice, but unwilling to venture over until he saw for himself what it looked like to have her truly debauched.

The visage of him behind her was unrelenting, and he could see her beginning to reach that peak. Her eyes gave away the desperation she felt, and when he finally gave her permission he watched first her body begin to slouch unable to keep herself up as her knees slid further apart and her hips twitch.

Tav’s eyes went blissfully blank before they rolled back slightly, his thrusts into her mouth a bit easier as her jaw went slack.

“That's it, Tav,” he breathed. “Gods, you’re perfection.”

Without being able to look away he felt the control finally slip away. His hips thrust up in harsh long strokes that made her gag as he felt himself seize up with the release. It was met with sucking as Tav eased him through it.

Behind her the projection had faded with his lack of concentration. He took a few moments to admire her, lips swollen, glistening with saliva and breathing heavy.

“Come here,” he pulled her up off of the floor, and settled her on his lap. He kissed her sweaty forehead, her cheek and then finally her lips. “Alright?”

She nodded her head.

“I need to hear you say it, Tav.”

“I’m fine,” she assured him. “Let’s stay like this, though, a little longer.”

His hands rubbed over her back, lips pressed to the crown of her head as they caught their breath. The glow of satiation still thrummed through his veins as he focused on the feel of her in his arms. Gratitude bloomed in his chest at her ability to make him feel safe enough to explore his desire to take for once, for trusting him.

“You’re filthy, Gale,” she giggled after a while, still looking a bit dazed.

“You’re one to talk,” he challenged.

“It wasn’t a complaint,” she assured him, letting herself nestle her face into the crook of his neck. “We are definitely doing that again.”

Thank you for reading 💜

#bg3 fanfiction #gale x tav #gale dekarios fanfic #gale dekarios smut #gale dekarios x tav #Olly writes

[cheersyouslxg]

here me out, soap fucking both you and him so damn good and hard it sends you both into a frenzy of overstimulation 😵‍💫😵‍💫 just two very fucked out idiots in love <3

╰┈➤ 🧼 Soap 🧼 »»———- When in Love ———-««

┆ ┆ MDNI - 18+┆ ┆ Triggers: Smut, swearing I think, overstim, hard dom reference

I HEAR YOU I HEAR YOU I see soap as SUCH a hard dom. Thorough, takes his time, knows what makes you tick and will go to the extremes until you’re shaking underneath him and can’t even beg anymore for him to stop. THAT’S when he knows he’s done his job. Not a moment before. 

And the aftercare? It’s mandatory, of course, and he does his job well to assure you how well you’ve done taking it like a good whore for HIM and only him. 

But what about when he’s lovingly rough? That’s a whole new side to him. 

(Also, i have such a weird time writing ‘you’ and im so so sorry… so i just do ‘she’ butttt lmk if you prefer they/them or would like a gender neutral- could be male or female- or he/him specified!) For this ask I’m assuming afab, she/her pronouns! xx

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The mission had been a huge success, but that wasn’t the only cause for celebration. One year with the most perfect woman in the world… Three hundred and sixty-five days of pure bliss anytime he thought about her at home in their bed. Having someone to come home to gave him a new sense of purpose to succeed that he hadn’t realized he needed. Anytime he was due to come home came with the anticipation of waiting, sitting eagerly on the couch and then pacing impatiently at the door once the half hour countdown began. 

Like always, he was expecting to throw his bags down, leaving them at the door to accept her into his arms which she always jumped into. Her choice of apparel had been noted well after he took in her scent deeply, hugging her close with a half assed kick to the door behind him. 

“Sweetheart, god, I missed you.” He breathed, one more squeeze placed around her before he was pulling back for a kiss. Then he noticed what she was wearing, a smirk lifting across his face which held a five o’clock shadow from a few days gone by without shaving. The stubbled kiss was sought out despite his hesitation as he now wanted to gawk at her form, her hands coming to his cheek and pulling him in. 

“I missed you more. Happy anniversary, my love.” Mumbled against his lips, declaring her undying adoration for the man she promised from day one to give her everything to. Traveling hands snaked under her rear, squeezing the sparsely clothed flesh with a hum. 

“Such a pretty present… I think it’s time to unwrap you, gorgeous,” 

To the bed they had picked out together she was unwrapped after a painfully long amount of time of Soap simply… admiring her. He had every intention of stripping her from her confines, but before he felt it would be criminal to ignore how much effort she put into this outfit. The lingerie hugged every curve and dip of her body like it was tailor made to accentuate her natural beauty. His lips worshiped the exposed flesh, tongue teasing over the textured fabrics between her legs, giving a hint of what nectar pooled against the fabric in her arousal. 

Her squirms and whines did little to deter him, promising her pleasure if she was patient to allow him to explore and become reunited with his treasure. “Be a good girl. Don’t make me remind you what happens when you disobey, eh?” Teeth nipped at her sensitive flesh, warning her he had not changed views on the severity of discipline. 

She never worried whether or not her needs would be met, and that evening was no different. As he had promised, he delicately removed the clothing from her body, teasing her even then by his languid pace. ‘Darlin’, I haven’t seen you in so long…. I want to ravish you.’ He would say, silencing any potential protest with a searing kiss as his impressive bulge ground into her need. The whine it produced was enough to convince him to drop the bullshit, tearing at his pants while she clawed the shirt from his body and sought the heat of his flesh.   

Any gentleness he might have had in store had dissolved the moment he caught a taste of what he’d been missing for too long overseas serving. The initial stretch of her welcoming heat, rolling hips matching the breathy moan he earned which drooled from her kiss-swollen lips. 

“Good god, you take me so well,” it would keep him faithful even in the struggle of loneliness, for he knew already that no one could ever compare to her. His thrusts were needy, hungry with a passion so raw it was almost overwhelming after so long without his touch. Clawing, scratching, pulling one another closer, it was all he could do to quickly remove the distance each time he pulled back to reenter her. 

His praises were softer than normal, but she cherished them just the same. Where ‘my dirty slut’ would sputter from his lips, tonight, it was replaced with ‘my only love’. His native tongue lavished her in compliments she hardly could understand but knew to be praises, melting under his harsh touch and romantic words. Soap was sure to remark every inch of her body, fingers digging bruisingly hard into her hips, pressed into the mattress firmly as he drilled his cock again and again just so to unravel her resolve and have her milking his length for what would be the first of many orgasms. 

One blinding, world tilting climax after the other shook her raw to her core, muddying her mind until the only word she could mutter was his name. A plea, a praise, a prayer, he became the very breath she inhaled desperately upon each glorious thrust pressing him closer. One of his favorite positions ended the evening, his hand securely caressing her throat as he kept her tucked against his chest, rocking into her from behind. His thrusts had become jerkish rutting, moaning hotly against her ear with panted breaths, undoubtedly assuring her that neither one of them would be moving the morning until the sun had crested midday. Words had become uttered whimpers, reaching behind for his hand he gladly squeezed and intertwined with his fingers.  

“I- love you… so much, y/n. I love you, baby.” Repeated again and again, Soap gently guided her to another orgasm, hot tears pooling anew down her cheeks from the overexertion. She ached in the best of ways, able to hear her heartbeat in her ears, trembling in ecstasy with a pitiful whine as he finally pulled away, curling behind her and adjusting her so she was comfortable. Strong, capable hands soothed her shaking limbs. His sweet murmurs lulling her to sleep.

#soap x reader #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #soap x you #soap smut #john mactavish #john mactavish smut #soap imagine #cod imagine #soap cod #soap mw2 #🧼 soap 🧼

[spqcebunsforever]

Finally Reunited

Pairing: LA Buggy x Reader

Summary: Y/n and Buggy used to be best friends when they were little but time split them apart but because Y/n is a part of a crew that contains a certain stretchy pirate who stole something that the clown pirate wants he and Y/n will be reuniting sooner rather than later.

Y/n's Pov

Me and Luffy have known each other from the very beginning. I was friends with Shanks and for some reason, Luffy admired him so he and I got very friendly and I grew to be very fond of the boy. Luffy since he was very little had always said that he wanted to be a pirate and join Shanks crew but he would always get turned down and always for the same reasons. I was there when he tried to poke his eye out to show how determined he was to be a pirate. I along with Shanks got him cleaned up and bandaged after it was tough trying to get him to realize that he was only a child and children couldn't be pirates.

I also remember the day Shanks had gone away to try to find the one piece he had come to say goodbye to me after he had spoken to Luffy and I remember him saying how devastated he was that he was never coming back. Shanks had always been brave even when we were growing up but along with that, he had always been stupid as well. "I can't believe you are going to really do this it's like you have a death wish" he just gave me a small smile "Yeah but just think about how cool I'll be when I find it". With tears in my eyes, I gave him the tightest hug I could give. I knew that this would maybe be the last hug that we ever share so I wanted to at least make it different from the rest.

A few years later Luffy had come up to me and told me that he was leaving to become a pirate and that he was going to create a crew and find the one piece. I was not about to let this boy that I had grown so fond of just leave so I packed all my stuff and told him that he had his first crew member. His smile was huge when I told him I was coming with him and that's what we did set off to go find the one piece. And that brings us to the present with Luffy jumping around on this boat that we stole and Nami trying to get the map to the grand line out of the safe.

When she finally opened the safe Luffy couldn't have been happier. Nami opened up the map and we all looked at it Zoro who had been taking a nap in the back had also come out to check out what was going on. Luffy asked Nami where exactly the grand line was so we followed her to the back so she could explain but while she was explaining we all heard bangs. Our first thoughts were that the Marines had caught up to us but when we got on the deck to see what was going on instead of cannon balls hitting us it was red smoke. Before I could even think about what was happening I felt my body go stiff and fall to the ground.

When I woke up I realized that I was on a bed and a very comfy one. Once my eyes had fully opened and were adjusted to the light I started looking around the room. It was a very nice room it had lots of gold stuff all around it, it looked like whoever owned the room was trying to impress someone. Before I could take another look around I heard the door creak open and I immediately moved back into the bed getting ready if I needed to fight. What I didn't expect to see was blue hair and a red nose from someone who I hadn't seen in years.

Buggy came into the room with a straight face I didn't like that whenever I had seen him he had always worn a smile but now it was completely different. "Ah, your awake good" I just continued staring at him so confused "Buggy is that you?". He walked further into the room and shut the door "Oh so you remember my name I'm surprised I thought you would have forgotten". I just again shot him a confused look "Of course I didn't forget your name why would you think that". His mood immediately changed from straight-faced and calm to rage "Why because you left me to go with Shanks!". I felt my eyes open in shock "What you know that's not true I didn't leave you for Shanks".

"Yes you did you left me for Shanks and betrayed me and to think that I ever liked you!" He realized what he had said and for a second we just stared at each other both our faces pink. Buggy put his hands over his face and slid down the bottom of the bed frame trying to hide himself. I couldn't help the small smile that appeared on my face he was still buggy.

I carefully moved closer to the bed frame still sitting on the bed. "Hey, you remember when we were little and we used to see how much food we could steal without getting caught by the chef". He didn't say anything but I knew he was listening "I remember because one night you had stolen 3 cookies from the boat's kitchen and I really wanted to beat you so I went down and tried to steal 4 but that's all that was left so in the morning the chef was so angry because he knew someone had stolen and before I could confess even though you knew I had done it you said you had done it and got toilet duty".

He still wasn't responding "Or I remember when you tried to open a door for me when we were younger but instead of opening you hit me with it and I ended up with a nose bleed and you started acting like I was dying asking if I was going to faint or if I was going to puke remember you carried me back to my bed after that as well you told everyone you didn't care but that night you brought me soup to make me feel better".

I started giggling at the memory but he still hadn't moved from his position hiding at the bottom of the bed frame. I started to think of something that I could say and then it hit me. "But my favorite memory from when we were little was when we were stargazing on the ship I think that one is my favorite because that night was actually the night I admitted to myself that I liked you". I felt my face again turn pink finally admitting that to him but I heard him move and his head popped up making eye contact with me.

"Is that true did you really like me". I just playfully rolled my eyes "Yes of course I liked you and listen I'm really sorry if I made you feel like I ditched you for Shanks and I'm sorry that I left you in general I should have stayed with you". Buggy then moved onto the bed with me sitting in front of me. "As long as you say you like me more than Shanks I will forgive you". I touched his cheek with my right hand "I like you way more than I like Shanks hell Bugs I love you". He accepted my touch and put his hand on mine. "Now could you please tell me where the rest of my crew are" Buggy rolled his eyes "Why are you a part of their crew come join mine we can be happy just us together".

I really thought about it I really did but I had to shake my head. "Not now bugs I need to make sure that he stays safe if the offer still stands in the future I'll of course join but I just need to make sure that he doesn't kill himself first". Buggy looked a little bummed but still gave me a smile "The offer will always stand for you no matter what". I gave him a quick peck on the cheek "Well now please show me to my crew so we can as nicely as we can kick your butt". Buggy got up and opened the door for me and this time I didn't get hit. As we were walking out buggy put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a smirk. "Yeah, I'd like to see you try sweetheart".

#live action one piece #buggy the clown #captain buggy #Live action Buggy #buggy x reader

[saruman-the-silly]

Birthday headcanons with the ghouls and ghoulettes

something sweet because it's my birthday today yay! :D so I felt like writing headcanons on how the ghouls and ghoulettes would spend your birthday with you, their awesome partner :)

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Sodo

He might seem a little bit indifferent at first, but don't think he forgot, noo. He would act all "Nope, didn't even think about it," etc, but at the end of the day there would be a note telling you to come to your secret spot in the gardens.

When you get to the gardens, he would absolutely have a little picnic set up for you two with some fancy wine he probably stole from someone.

He also will get you your favourite snacks as a gift. And not just like 1 bag of your favourite candy, he will get like 6 bags of everything. Your snack drawer will be set for life.

I also see him gifting you a plushie, maybe a matching one to his Baphomet plushie.

Swiss

Listen, I can definitely see Swiss throwing you a surprise party.

The days following up to your birthday he'd be all "Nope. Nu-uh, what makes you think I have something planned?" He'd try to be secretive (he can't) so he hires the ghoulettes to keep you distracted for a few days.

And when I say he knows how to party, he knows how to party. He would and will go out of his way to make it the biggest and most outlandish surprise birthday party ever.

There may or may not be a serenade coming your way sometime in the evening, when Swiss has had one too many to drink.

Your gift from him would be a guitar pick necklace. Don't ask me why but I think it fits.

Mountain

I'd like to think Mountain prefers to keep it very intimate, and very thoughtful.

You go out to your favourite restaurant for dinner, and after that you go home and have a self-care night.

He will give your sore shoulders the greatest massage ever, I just know it. He will also have bought you your favourite scented candles, probably paired with some comfy socks.

Listening to some of your favourite music while doing skincare with him and just relaxing. You also just talk, because with Mountain, you never run out of interesting conversation topics.

Phantom

He will try to be all serious and fancy with a classic candle-lit dinner and all the cheesy romance movie stuff, because the poor thing doesn't know what you would like.

You of course appreciate it, but end up rolling on the floor with laughter when he tries to quote Mr. Darcy or something else romantic.

You just tell him that he doesn't need to do all of this, being here is enough. You end up crashing someone else's party, and probably get kicked out by wiping the floor with everyone- due to your phenomenal karaoke performance.

After that, you end up getting milkshakes from the nearest McDonald's drive-thru.

Rain

Idk why but I could imagine you going to an amusement park with Rain.

He would absolutely win you the biggest plushie available, after some tries with mild cursing and kicking stuff.

The day would be spent just goofing around, going on fun rides and enjoying the cheerful atmosphere.

Getting him to go on the ferris wheel was a bit of an task, but he got on with you, despite of his mild fear of heights.

When you are at the top just admiring the view, he would give you his present, a beautiful necklace with his initial on it.

Cumulus

She will have your birthday marked on every one of her cute calendars. And she has like 20 of them.

I feel like Cumulus would bring you breakfast in bed. If not, after you wake up there would be a gorgeous breakfast set up in the kitchen, like straight-from-your-Pinterest-board type of breakfast.

After that you would go shopping and she would buy you something you have needed for a long time, but also just everything you try on. When you try to protest, she just smiles cutely and says "It's your birthday, of course I'm buying this for you!" You give up after that.

When you go drink some fancy overpriced latte at a café, you would hear the latest gossip around the Ministry, because who wouldn't want to hear? I would be taking notes because she knows what's up.

Cirrus

Cirrus would keep it cool, handing you a well-wrapped present sometime in the afternoon. She got you the vinyl you were always talking about buying but never did!

After that, you would sneak off to the kitchens and steal some of the fancy rosé wine with some snacks.

She had somehow convinced Copia to let her use his room, since it had the biggest TV, so you barricaded yourself in there and had a movie marathon.

Movie marathon will include something trashy that you can laugh at, (like Twilight), something that will make you cry, and some of your all time favourites.

Aurora

She would absolutely barge into you room in the morning, playing Never Gonna Give You Up. Do not ask me how I came to this conclusion but she totally would.

Aurora will also have made a cake for you. It's one of those very ugly, slightly terrifying, very misshapen hedgehog cakes with the funky teeth. It's the best cake you have ever received on your birthday.

After eating the hedgehog cake she will drag you to a laser tag game with the other ghouls she forced into it. (Not that they needed to be convinced, it's a bit scary how fast some of them got into it)

The evening after will be spent painting your nails, watching a good show and just enjoying each others presence.

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Hope ya'll enjoy, I had fun writing this <3

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[kangshxrtie]

ch. 16 ⤍ late night facetime

as you were getting ready for bed, your ringtone went off indicating you had an incoming facetime call. you picked it up from your desk and saw it was kazuha. you looked in the mirror making sure you were presentable enough before answering.

"heyy i was hoping you were still up" kazuha said once you answered.

"yeah i'm just getting ready for bed now" you told her.

"oh okay. i just wanted to see how you were doing after the game"

"ohh i'm good. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be"

"oh-i called to make sure you were alright after everything but you seem to be doing fine"

"that's cute that you called to check up on me but i'm fine. no need to worry about me"

"we should still stay on the phone for each other's comfort" kazuha's voice wavered slightly.

"did you call me because you were scared?" you asked with a small laugh.

"noo" kazuha denied, "i called to make sure you weren't scared"

"fucking pussy" you joked.

kazuha gasped in response, "that's you! you're the one who hid in a corner for the first part of the game"

"at first! but then i got out of my little corner just for you to take my spot. i mean, come on, kazuha you're supposed to be the fearless one here" you pointed out, unable to hide your amusement.

"it's not my fault every time i would try and do something a new thing appears" kazuha tried to defend herself.

"that's the whole point of horror games"

"i will not be accepting true statements at this time"

"if that's how you wanna live your life then that's fine" you chuckled.

"anyways anything interesting happen at any of your video shoots recently?" kazuha asked resting her head on her hand and keeping her eyes on the screen to let you know she was paying attention.

"oh! so in the video we filmed the other day i went on a date with gaeul and yujin. we ate pork cutlet together and it was nice.." as you continued to talk about the shoot kazuha tried to stifle her yawns.

"it's late. if you wanna go to sleep now i'm okay with it"

"no i'm up. just keep talking, i'm listening" kazuha told you.

you didn't push anymore and kept talking about everything you had done for the week, stories from the videos you filmed with your group members, late-night encounters with your roommates in the kitchen, and future activities you had planned. after a while of talking, you looked at your phone to see kazuha had fallen asleep. you took the time to admire how cute she looked while sleeping, resisting the urge to take some photos.

eventually, you began to feel sleepy and finally closed your eyes with the thought of kazuha in your mind.

some hours passed and you slowly opened your eyes after realizing your body decided you were getting up now. you went to pick up your phone to see the time; which is also when you had the realization that kazuha was still on the phone.

you quickly covered your face trying to rub the sleep out of yours before looking at the phone to see kazuha staring at you. once she realized you were up, she let out a small laugh before blinking fast and looking away from the phone suddenly interested in everything else in her room.

"morning" you voiced out in your morning voice after removing your hands from your face.

"you stayed on call?" kazuha asked softly finally turning back to look at you.

"i was too tired to push the button to hang up so i just went to sleep" you didn't add the part where you were too engrossed with how cute she was to hang up. she didn't need to know all of that.

"well now it feels rude to hang up"

"it's fine. i'm sure we both have things to do today. we can call tonight again though… if you would wanna do that" you trailed off at the end nervously.

"of course y/n. i'll call you when i'm get ready to go to bed tonight"

"okay. bye kazuha, talk later" you waved goodbye and she did the same before hanging up the call.

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[trentsixtysix]

Request : can you do one which shows how you met trent and started dating him? like a throwback i guess which shows how they met through another footballer possibly xx

Memory Lane

WARNINGS: none :)

Word Count: 2.0k

this request was so cute I had so much fun writing it :)

Fluff

You'd only made things official just under two years ago, but it still felt like the two of you had been together your entire lives; there was no one who you felt more at home with than Trent, who was watching you carefully as you remained zoned out, staring at the carpet in front of you.

You were both in bed, him scrolling through his phone just about to go to sleep as you sat up next to him, reading but not currently interested in the book because your mind was else where.

'What are you thinking about?' He asked, as he noticed you staring into space.

'Hmm?' You asked, wanting him to repeat himself.

'You've been frozen for a few minutes, what's on your mind?' He repeated, patting his lap for you to fall into it, slotting yourself between his legs as he placed the duvet over the two of you for you to talk; one of your favourite parts of the day was the conversations you'd have late at night.

'I was just remembering the day we met.' You revealed, smiling as memories flooded back to you instantly.

'Do you remember the day?' He questioned, curious.

'My memory is a little rusty, what about you?' You wondered, making him laugh as he nodded.

'Like it was yesterday to be honest.' He told you, truthfully.

'Enlighten me then.' You demanded, finding it admirable he could recall something like this.

'Well.. It was that day of the match..' He started, getting you to picture the day, knowing instantly exactly what he was talking about.

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You'd known Marcus for a while now; since before he turned pro due to you attending the same school.

Not only that but you got along great with his girlfriend, who in this case had begged you to accompany her to the United Vs Liverpool game, forcing you to sit in Rashy's box even though everyone was aware you supported Liverpool.

You were happy to cheer Marcus on too however, who managed to score a goal even if the game ended up being in Liverpool's favour, allowing them to win 2-1.

You were over the moon, hoping to hide your enthusiasm when you went to see Marcus after the game, spotting him chatting away to presenters whilst you both patiently waited for him to finish, stood incredibly near to the Liverpool players who were still celebrating with each other.

You noticed one of the players also giving an interview after a Man of the Match performance from two assists, and you recognised him to be Trent Alexander-Arnold from all the times you’d seen him play before.

It wasn't until you were nudged by your friend to get going that you realised you were gawking directly at him, which he must have noticed too as he gave you a cocky wink before you looked away, embarrassed.

You noticed Marcus go into the tunnel, with the Liverpool player closely following behind as you both also made a move for it, mainly so that Marcus' girlfriend could give him some words of encouragement post match.

You stepped to the side, noticing Marcus deep in conversation with Trent, congratulating each other on their achievements in the game as it was the first game of the season, all whilst you waited for them to finish.

'You played amazing.' Your friend told Marcus, comforting him as you approached them and said pretty much the same, Trent still stood there too.

'Bet you're buzzing.' Joked Rashy, noticing you trying to hide your grin.

'Of course I am, you did play great though.' You assured him, with a smile.

'Why is she buzzing?' Trent asked.

'Liverpool fan that's why.'

'I see, you support the best club then.' Smirked Trent, and you tried to contain your smile, noticing how much more attractive he was in person.

'Well I'll see you soon mate, well done on the win.' Rashford said, going in to hug Trent as he walked away with his girlfriend, leaving you unknowingly alone with each other.

'Enjoyed the game then?' Asked the right back, trying to break the ice and start a conversation, causing you to nod in return, staying unintentionally silent.

'You gone shy on me?' He teased, and it took everything in you not to blush in front of him right now, although he could probably sense how nervous you were.

'It was a good game, that was some pass.' You praised, pointing out his footballing ability which contributed to the goals.

'It’s what I do best. How do you know Marcus?' He asked you, suddenly looking you up and down.

'We went to school together, you think you can win the league for us this year?' You asked, changing the conversation back to football as it was the only thing that would keep you from going as red as a tomato.

'I'll win the league for you don't worry.' He replied, making you question whether he was flirting or not.

'You have a nice smile you know?' He told you, his eyes fixated on our mouth - confirming your suspicions.

'I guess we have that in common then.' You laughed, focused on his perfect teeth and the lines that formed around his lips when he smiled.

'Oh?'

'Oh!' You responded.

'I'm in Manchester for the weekend, you doing anything tonight?' He asked you, and you were sure you'd heard him incorrectly as there was no way he'd be that blunt with you already.

'I'm free, why?' You answered, wanting to know exactly what he was getting at.

'You fancy coming for dinner with some friends? Rashy will be there too as a matter of fact.' He proposed, and you were suddenly aware of what he was talking about, as Marcus and his girlfriend had previously been trying to convince you to go - to which you declined as you didn't have a reason to and certainly didn't want to third wheel them all night; but it was different now if someone else was asking.

'Okay.' You simply said, as he passed you his phone, getting you to type your number in before winking at you a final time.

'I'll see you then.' He said, walking away, leaving you to wonder what had just happened and how he had you under such a spell so fast as you went to navigate your friends.

Eventually it was late evening, and you were perched in front of your mirror wondering if your outfit was okay; not wanting it to be too formal as it was a casual event with friends, but also not too scandalous either,

You opted for a plain tube top with some jeans and a jacket over it, leaving your hair out as you anticipated Marcus' arrival to pick you up, finally receiving the all clear as you stepped outside and spotted his car with your friend sat inside too.

'You look stunning!' She said, as you both admired each others' looks.

You hadn't even told Marcus or his girlfriend about your little interaction with Trent from earlier, and you planned on keeping it quiet until you got to the restaurant, where you found yourself seated opposite to him.

After ordering you watched as everyone spoke over one another, and being a generally quiet person you kept your mouth shut, something you noticed about Trent too who wasn't being the most sociable at the moment.

Unknown: You look good.

You wondered who that was, and it only took one glance to the man sat before you to realise it was Trent, messaging you from under the table whilst you waited for your food, grinning as he saw you read the message.

You: Just good?

Trent: Okay you look stunning then.

You: I'd really prefer it if you used your words, I'm right here ;)

He silently chuckled seeing your message, mouthing a simple 'You're stunning' quietly as everyone else was too consumed in their own conversations to notice.

'Trent, you're single aren't you?' Asked Rashford, causing everyone's attention to turn to him as he nodded in response.

'Take Y/n off my hands will you? She's like the third person in our relationship.' He joked, making you sarcastically roll your eyes as Trent and everyone else burst into laughter.

He simply ignored the comment, as did you as you both felt awkward in front of everyone, but continued to message each other as the night finally came to an end.

You got up to join everyone else who was leaving as the night coming to an end, following after Marcus as he was your ride.

'Let me take you home.' Pleaded Trent, catching up to you as Marcus waited.

You hesitantly nodded, unsure why he had taken an interest in you, but not mad at it as you were just as interested in him.

'Y/n let's go.' Called Marcus.

'I'll find my own way back don't worry.' You told him, watching as he looked confused.

'What are you on about? Get in the car.' He told you, clearly exhausted and just wanting to get home.

'I'll take her home Rashy don't worry.' Trent interjected, whilst Marcus rubbed his eyes laughing.

'You? I was only joking before mate.. but go for it.' He chuckled, catching on before he left.

You were thankful for his music choice, something you both had to bond over as he blared Adele through his car, and you had to say you didn't take him as a guy who listened to Adele.

'I need to go to an Adele concert badly.' He told you.

'I went this summer, she was amazing.' You told him, as he couldn't help but display his jealousy more obviously.

You hadn't even known the guy an entire day and felt so comfortable with him, almost disappointed when the journey came to an end and he stopped outside your home.

'Thank you.' You told him, before getting out.

'Don't worry about it.'

'And Y/n?' He called, stopping you in your tracks.

'Yeah?' You answered.

'I wanna take you out properly soon, just the two of us?' He revealed, looking hopeful.

'I'd like that.' You smiled, as he leaned closer to you.

You didn't want to be the one to kiss him first, fearing his reaction as you'd only just met him today, even though you wanted it badly. Instead he did the hard work for you, pulling you in for a simple yet fulfilling kiss, breaking it off shortly as you told him you had to go.

You couldn't quite believe so much had happened in such a short time, and although you barely knew each other you instantly felt that spark, curious to know if this could become something serious..

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'How on earth do you remember all that?' You teased, listening in carefully as your boyfriend remembered all of the tiny details.

'How can I not remember how I met you?' He backed.

'I remember the date after that, you took me to that sushi place but we both hated it and opted for a McDonald's instead.' You recalled, laughing.

'Then finally you asked me out a month later when you were back in Manchester.' You added.

'Best decision ever.' He said, as your eyes began to shut.

'Goodnight, love you.' You muttered, falling asleep still laying between him.

'Night, I love you too.' He whispered, kissing your forehead contently.

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[houseofperfecttaste]

Surprisex2

It was Rafe Cameron's birthday, the kook prince, the boy who had everything. You had bought him the new PS5 since it just came out, with two controllers, and you made him a custom one with your nudes on it. You also bought him gift cards to his favorite place and a signed golf ball from his favorite golfer. And this morning you added one more present to the list.......a baby. You sat on the bathroom floor holding the positive pregnancy test in your hand a small smile breaking onto your face. Luckily, you and Rafe talked about kids the other day and how you both want two. You guys have been together for 8 years and both of you are 24 now and ready. Rose had also been asking about grandchildren.

You were so excited to surprise him and he was out for breakfast with Topper and Kelce so you took the opportunity to go out and buy baby clothes and an 'I love my daddy' onesie. You arrived home quickly placing the clothes in a bag covering it with tissue paper and placing the pregnancy test in a card putting it in an envelope taping it to the bag. You placed it with his other gifts then you heard the house door close signaling he was home.

"Baby!" He cheered jogging up the stairs and opening the door to your shared bedroom smiling at your figure on the bed. "Happy birthday sweetie." You got up walking over to him wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his lips. "Thank you, baby." He placed his hands on your ass pulling you closer and making you giggle. "How was breakfast with Top and Kelce?" You kissed his jaw and he tilted his head up letting you kiss down his neck. "Hm it was good missed my girlfriend though." He smiled his hands resting on your hips.

"I missed my boyfriend too." You kissed his lips playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. "Y'know what I was thinking?" He asked twirling a piece of your hair around his finger. You hummed tilting your head to the side and looking up at him. "I wanna make you my wife." He whispered leaning down to kiss your lips softly making you smile into the kiss. "I want you to be my husband." Your hands were running through his hair admiring all of his features. "I love you, Mrs. Cameron." He teased pecking your nose. "I love you more Mr. Cameron." You watched as he took his shoes off and laid in bed with his arms open. "Come give the birthday boy cuddles."

You jumped into bed next to him cuddling up next to him wrapping your arm around his torso as one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other playing with your hair. "How many people are coming over later?" "About 30." He groaned turning to face you and pulling you into his chest resulting in your nose pressed against his chest not being able to breathe. You pulled away slightly rubbing his back. "I know baby but it'll be fun and I promise it'll the best birthday." "If it's not you owe me." He teased pinching your waist playfully. "Deal."

After a few minutes he fell asleep and you squirmed out of his tight grasp decorating the house for the party and baking about 70 cupcakes. It took you an hour and a half to decorate the house and you put your apron on before gathering all the ingredients for the cupcakes. While you were mixing the frosting you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and a head placed on your shoulder. "What can I do to help?" "Nothing love, there's a golf tournament on go watch it." You smiled up at him it was his birthday you weren't going to let him do anything. "Oooooo can I lick the bowl?" He picked up the bowl containing leftover cupcake batter and you giggled at his childish behavior nodding. "Of course Rafey."

A few hours later people started arriving at your house for the party and you and Rafe were currently cornered in your kitchen stuck in a conversation with Rose. "So you two have been together a long time, when can I be expecting an engagement or baby?" She took a sip of her margarita and you and Rafe looked at each other neither of you knowing what to say. "Soon," Rafe smirked making you look at him questionably.

Once everyone left you and Rafe were sitting on your back porch your legs draped over his as his hand rubbed your thigh and you guys were talking about the party and everything people said or did. “This was the best birthday thank you baby.” He kissed your cheek and you smirked knowing it wasn’t over. “I have one more surprise for you.” You giddily jumped up going upstairs to retrieve the bag with the big surprise in it. You walked back outside looking down into the bag to make sure everything was all good. “Happy” You started dropping the bag when you looked up.

“Oh my god,” You gasped hands flying to cover your mouth as you saw Rafe on one knee in front of you an opened box in his hand with the most beautiful diamond ring. “Y/N Y/L/N I love you with my whole heart I knew you were the one since we were 16. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, will you marry me?” “Yes! Yes! Yes!” You cried kneeling in front of him grabbing his face and kissing him passionately both of you pulling away tears down both of your faces. He slipped the ring onto your finger kissing you again before grabbing your hands and standing up. “It’s beautiful Rafe, absolutely gorgeous." Your hand was extended in front of you your eyes fixated on the ring as you watched it shine.

"I'm glad you love it." He wrapped his arms around you from behind massaging your hips and kissing your neck.

"I love you." You tilted your head to the side giving his more access as your hand reached behind you to play with his hair.

"I love you more." He wiped the tears from your eyes kissing your cheeks. "Alright open your gift baby. Do the envelope first!" You cheered handing him the bag and he sat down on the patio chair pulling you down to sit on his leg. He took the envelope off the bag taking the card out and his eyes widened when seeing what was inside. "You're pregnant?" He looked at you with a dopey grin on his face as you nodded happily. "You're pregnant!" He exclaimed grabbing your face and bringing you in for a kiss and you felt tears hit your nose. You pulled away to see tears falling from his eyes placing his hand on your belly.

"You're gonna be a daddy."

"You're gonna be a mommy." He got on his knees lifting your shirt and placing kisses all over your stomach. "Hi, baby I'm your daddy. I love you so much already." He whispered making you giggle and smile knowing he was going to be the best father in the world.

#rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron x reader #rafe imagine #rafe x reader #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey

[fragaria-imagines]

For the pregnancy headcanons you could make headcanons for Merold, hallrit and tuxam when their s/o (who is in bed rest because she feel sick) call for them and reader just hugg and snuggle on him...but she take their hand and put in her belly to feel the baby kick for first time

Merold

Merold is usually known for his cheekiness and laid back attitude, he tries not to take anything too seriously, and often likes to poke at and tease people.

But when he gets the call that you were sick and bedridden, he immediately drops everything that he was doing, and tends to your needs.

It was the first time that you ever saw Merold look so serious, it was also the first time that he was doting over you so relentlessly, it was quite interesting to say the least.

Though he doesn’t always show it, he truly does care for you and the baby, and would go above and beyond to make sure that you and the baby are safe and healthy.

And while you appreciate his relentless doting, you weren’t really in the mood to rest, and would rather take this opportunity to snuggle and cuddle with him.

It took a bit convincing on your end to get Merold to relax and let loose, but once you did, he was out like a light once his head hit the pillow.

His nap was short lived, however, because as soon as he closed his eyes, you shook him until he was wide awake.

He looked at you, still half-asleep and groggily, wondering why exactly were you waking him up for?

You didn’t answer his question, instead you placed his hand on top of your stomach. He raised his eyebrows at you, wondering where you were going with this.

But before he could say anything, he felt a hard kick against his hand, you let out a gasp at the feeling of the kick.

You both stared at each other, too stunned to even speak, not expecting the baby to finally kick. Once you both regained your voices, both of you blurted out at the same time:

“Did you hear it?!”

“Heard it? I felt it!”

After the initial shock wore off, you two bursted into laughter, overwhelmed with joy that your baby was finally kicking and moving.

“They’re such a strong kicker!”

“Well of course they are! They have me as their dad after all, seems like the “strongest knight” genes are already kicking in!”

You rolled your eyes as Merold unashamedly boasted about himself, but you couldn’t help a smile from forming, as you thought of your future life with Merold and your baby.

It was scary not knowing what the future holds, but you two had each other, and that in itself makes all the scary stuff worth it.

Hallritt

New to knighthood and being new parenthood? Someone cut this poor man some slack, because it’s one thing after another.

First the seeds attack the kingdom, then he was told he wasn’t a good enough knight, and now he founds out that you’re sick? Safe to say, it’s not a good day for Hallritt.

But even with so much trial and errors that were happening, Hallritt has never been the type to give up! He would go above and beyond to ensure your and the baby’s safety, healthiness, and happiness, as well as the kingdom’s.

And even though, it may look like he did a pretty awful job at ensuring both goals, that won’t deter him from being a helping hand.

While he doesn’t like that you got sick, Hallritt is someone who likes to live in the present and think about the now. What happened in the past can’t be changed, so there’s no use in feeling upset about it.

So that’s why he does his best to make up for his incompetence and lack of attentiveness, by being there for you and taking care of you while you are sick.

Cooking, cleaning, whatever it is that you want, he would do it for you in a heartbeat. And while his eagerness to please you is very admirable and you greatly appreciate it, you draw the line when it comes to Hallritt cooking.

Not wanting to be subjected to Hallritt’s cooking for fear of food poisoning, or god forbid, he burns the house down, you politely but urgently suggested that he should take a break from his caregiver duties, and instead cuddle with you in the bed.

Hallritt shot you a toothy grin, completely oblivious that you’re more scared of his cooking than the actual sickness that you were facing, and made his way to the bed, but not before pulling a Hello Kitty mask from his pockets, and putting it on.

You raised your eyebrows at the notion, since when did he have that?

Noticing your stare, Hallritt answered in defense:

“Well I’m not trying to get sick too, you know!”

“You know I’m not contiguous, right?”

“Yeah….for now”

Grunting in disbelief, you playfully hit him with one of your pillows in faux annoyance, he of course, dodged it, before settling next to you on the bed.

The playful loud banter started to settle, until there was only comfortable silence between the two of you. You didn’t mind, even though you two were both extroverts, the times where you both just sat down and sit in silence, were one of your favorite moments. It was never awkward or stifling, but rather the opposite, peaceful and comfortable.

The silence was quickly shattered, as you groaned in pain at the sudden feeling of a sharp movement. Hallritt, immediately sat up straight at the sound of your groans, his initial happy go lucky attitude from before was replaced with a look of seriousness that you have never seen before.

“Y/N are you alright? Are you hurt? What happened?”

You could feel the sense of urgency in his voice, every word that he left his mouth was filled with so much concern and so much worry.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, it’s just that…the baby kicked…”

It was like the words that you just said were not registering at all with Hallritt, for he looked utterly dumbfounded, the serious expression that he had left as fast as it came.

“Baby…?”

And then it dawned on him.

Baby.

Your baby. His baby.

Kicked.

“Wait the baby kicked!!”

You rolled your eyes at him, wondering how did he ever pass his knight exam, but nevertheless, you took his hands and placed it on top of your belly, so he can feel it himself.

The baby kicked again, and this time he felt it, and he couldn’t have been any more happier.

Tuxam

Being the gentleman he is, Tuxam immediately went into auto-pilot mode and took drastic measures to ensure that you and the baby were healthy and safe!

From checking in with you every 10-15 minutes, bubble wrapping the house to make sure you didn’t fall, making you soup, and covering you with fifteen layers of warm blankets, it was a lot to say the least.

Tuxam’s nagging and Mama Bear tendencies aside, he truly does care about you and the baby, and would be devastated if something were to ever happen to you two.

There’s a part of him that feels partially responsible and guilty for not being attentive enough, that you ended up getting sick because of his carelessness.

And while logically, Tuxam knows that’s not the case, and that you can do everything right in the book and still get sick, he couldn’t help but feel responsible for it anyways.

After all, what kind of gentleman was he, if he’s not there to protect the person that matters the most to him?

Before he could indulge in any more self-deprecating thoughts, he felt your hand on his shoulder.

And though, Tuxam puts on a brave face and acts like everything is fine and dandy, you know him better than the facade he puts on. You know how much he beats himself over the most littlest things, and it breaks your heart every time.

“Tuxam, why don’t you come back to bed with me?”

Knowing Tuxam would never say no to you, he reluctantly obliged to your request, but he still felt that there was still so much work to be done. However, all of his worries and concerns seemed to disappear the minute his body hit the mattress, snuggling your sides, and burying his face at the crook of your neck, like he was a small child.

You giggled at the sight of him, it wasn’t everyday that he let loose and act so childlike, it was refreshing to see. You grabbed the palm of his hand, gently placing it in on top of your swollen belly, wanting to bathe in this gentle moment with your soon to be child.

Tuxam smiled at you, before he leaned over and gave a big kiss on your stomach. He felt a large kick against his lips, as he did so. Pulling back from your stomach, he stared at you in utter shock and confusion, and your expression was the same.

The wheels in his head slowly start to turn, as he realized what had just happened… the baby kicked him! The baby kicked! The baby moved!!

“Oh my god, the baby kicked!”

You snickered at his late reaction, before adding on:

“Well it does appear that way!”

But Tuxam was not listening to you, going on a long tangent about how he couldn’t believe it, and how excited he was, and how your baby would be the most healthiest and best baby ever to grace the Noir Continent.

Once he finally came down from his high, he looked back at you with a toothy grin, the excitement and pride were so apparent in his face, that it made it your heart ache in happiness.

“We’re really going to be parents Y/N…! I’m so happy…!”

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[look-at-the-soul]

What about now

Tommy Shelby x reader (one shot) Masterlist Lots of fluff! And love ♥️

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Taking a look at the clock, he knew it would be bed time for their children, so he left the things he was working on and walked out of his office.   

“Good night Frances.”   

“Mr. Shelby I was going to offer you some coffee.”   

“It’s alright, you can go have a rest now, I’m saying good night to the kids.”   

“Tomorrow it’s a big day.” She grinned.  

Sighing deeply, he grabbed the handrail. “It is Frances, you’ve everything set right?”   

Frances nodded, she had been really helpful this time around, it was so hard to keep anything from Y/N, but they managed to do it. “The suit is ready Mr. Shelby, in the guest room as you asked.”   

“And Y/N?”   

“She still thinks you’re going to the Gala.”   

Tommy nodded. He hadn’t been this nervous for ages, but at the same time this was the calmer he had ever been in his whole life.  

“It’s just me, you don’t have to pretend you’re sleeping.” He chuckled as he caught Charlie and Ruby forcing their eyes shut, looking through their lashes, their eyelids trembling. “Oh, so you’re truly asleep, huh?” They refused to sleep in separate beds, let alone separate rooms. So, one day he just helped them put both beds next to the other one. “How about some tickles to wake you both up, ey?”   

Ruby laughed uncontrollably, while Charlie’s giggles made his heart jump. Tommy loved that sound coming out of them.   

“How did you know we were awake daddy?”   

“Oh, that’s because I’m a gypsy and I can see through the doors.” He opened his eyes dramatically.   

“Am I a gypsy too?” Ruby asked holding a soft doll under her chin.   

“Course you are, silly.” Charlie replied.   

Tommy pointed a finger at his son. “Hey, we don’t talk to our sisters that way.”   

“I’m sorry Ruby.” He apologized immediately.   

“It’s alright Charlie, I know I’m not silly, I’m smarty like mama.” She admitted proud of herself.   

Tommy looked at her offended. “Hey, what about me?”    

“You’re smart too daddy, but you don’t know how to tell night stories to sleep like mama does.”   

“One day I’m going to tell you the story of a time when I went alone in a caravan and fought a big bear and a lion all by myself.”   

“A lion?!” Her eyes were looking at him with adoration.   

“And what happened?” Charlie asked, looking at his father in admiration.   

“Your mama saved me.” He winked at them. “Now goodnight you two, we have a big party tomorrow.”   

“But Mum said we can’t go.” Charlie complained.   

“Of course, you two are the most important guests in that event.”   

“Are you going to kiss mama to convince her?” Tommy saw his daughter rubbing on her eyes while she let a small yawn out.   

One day when she almost caught them making out in his office he had to tell Ruby he was just kissing mama to convince her to take them to the park. Thankfully they were fully dressed, Y/N sitting on his lap as she was coming down from her high. Ruby was outside his office, she didn’t see anything, he was cautious enough to lock the door, but still she questioned why it was locked. He asked his daughter to look for Frances to prepare her favorite dessert and then he heard her steps fading away. Since then, they referred to their intimacy as that ‘he would be kissing Y/N to convince her of whatever they were talking about’.   

“Where do you think you’re going?” Y/N watched Tommy stepping out of their children’s bedroom and he was heading downstairs.   

Tommy stopped as he set one foot on the first step, he turned half his body to her.   

“I thought we had an agreement, once you leave the office, you don’t go back.”   

He didn’t remember such thing, but he knew better not to point that out.   

“I think we still have some time before they come and crash our party.” She pointed biting her lower lip. And to be honest, he was weak, when it came to Y/N he didn’t have self-control.   “Yeah, I have to convince you -Ruby’s words- of letting them come to the Gala.” “But-” Y/N began to say, but Tommy placed his index finger gently on her lips, then his mouth replaced his finger. “Can you put a little resistance this time? Cos you get distracted so easily.” He murmured against the skin of her neck. “What do you want me to say? ‘Yes Mr. Shelby, you can bring the kids to the Gala.’?”  “Okay, I’ll let them know in the morning.” She completely fell into his trap.  “That’s not fair, you cheated.” She shoved him playfully in the arm as he walked her to their bed.  “Can’t believe you still fall for that old trick.” He chuckled. 

He always did that, Tommy made Y/N tell him out loud exactly what he wanted then he ‘didn’t have another choice but agree to what she just said’ so she basically just gave Tommy free pass to do what he wanted.

***

Tommy heard the door of his room being open. In the past, he would’ve taken out his gun from under his pillow… not anymore. He felt the sheets being pulled, so he let it loose a little.   

“They’re asleep.” Ruby told Charlie in a failed attempt of whisper.   

Then a warm little finger pulled one of his eyelids up. He pretended to be sleeping, her little face studying his eyes for any sign that he could be awake, until a few seconds later, Tommy took her by surprise and tickled her ribs, Ruby screamed and laughed loud at the same time.   

Tommy looked at his children, the day he decided to get a bigger bed was one of the best decisions he had ever made. They ended up sleeping together most of the nights anyways.   

Looking at his left, he found Y/N looking at him while caressing Charlie’s hair, he smiled at the sight in front of his eyes. ‘I love you’ she mouthed at him. Ruby sighed against his chest. ‘I love you too’ he mouthed back at her.   

No, Y/N was the best decision he had ever made. Taking a chance to talk to her at the fair when he saw her for the first time seven years ago and changed his life forever. They were together for a year when Y/N learned she was pregnant, with the craziness of the Derby and the exportation license granted by Mr. Churchill and the usual chaos in the family, they found themselves moving to Arrow House right after Charlie was born, a couple of months later, they were blessed again with a new pregnancy, this time it was Ruby’s turn to be part of the Shelby family. In the process, they never got married.  Now with their -unofficial- anniversary the following day, he had the perfect excuse to ask Y/N to finally marry him.  Her hand squeezed his arm in a gently touch, bringing him out of his daydream. She had no idea of what he was about to do, and he had to fight the urge to give her the ring right there.  

When Y/N blew him a kiss, he winked at her, wishing each other goodnight. Sometimes it was hard to deal with all the things he had to do, but in the end of the day, all he wanted to do was arrive home and see his family. Leaving outside everything else, inside those walls, he wasn’t a gangster anymore, he was just a man who loved his family to death, he would do anything for them. 

*** Waking up before his kids, Tommy went to the kitchen to ask the maids to make breakfast for his family, then walking upstairs again, without waking them up he stayed for a few seconds staring at them, his favorite trio curled up in bed together. Life was good, he had more than he ever imagined or what he thought he deserved. Charlie opened his eyes and looked at him, Tommy made him a sign to keep quiet and go back to sleep while he took a shower.  

Hurrying up worried they would wake up, he made his way downstairs again and lighting a cigarette, he balanced the tray in his hands. Before he opened the door, he could hear them whispering and giggling, his heart was full. Cyril walked in next to him. “Don’t leave me out of the plans of the Revolution, eh.” “Tommy, what’s all of this?” Y/N asked, straightening against the headboard. “What’s a Revolution dad?” Charlie demanded.  Looking at Y/N, Tommy scratched behind his head. “It’s hmm when the people go against the government son.” “Are you going against the gobinet, daddy?” Tommy chuckled. “No, I was only joking.” He placed the tray on Y/N’s legs. “I was telling them about the day we met.” Y/N smiled at him. “You took mama for a ride with Storm, dad?” Charlie’s face light up, thinking of his horse. Tommy took one mug in his hand, covering the top.  “No, it was another horse, she was beautiful.” He admitted to distract her for a little bit, Charlie helped him move the tray away from her. The kids knew he had a surprise for their mama, but he didn’t say what it was, in case they accidentally ruined it. “Who? Me or the horse?” Y/N joked grinning at Tommy. But then she frowned when she didn’t see coffee inside her cup. Instead, she found a red box. Tommy took the box from inside the cup and cleared his throat. “Y/N, when I saw you seven, well, today eight years ago at the fair, I knew I wanted you in my life forever. You’ve been with me through everything, the good, the bad and the worst, and you haven’t complained once, you’ve given me the greatest gift a man could have; a family, a place to call home. But we never got the chance to do one thing…” Opening the box, he got down on one knee next to her. “Will you share with me this life for as long as we get with our beautiful children until we take our last breath? Will you marry me?” Charlie and Ruby cheered for them, they started jumping on the bed -something forbidden by their mum, but now she was busy with tears in her eyes-.  “You’re supposed to say yes or something.” Tommy joked nervously when he didn’t get an answer.  “Mummy say yes!” Ruby demanded.  Time was running so slowly.  “Yes, of course, yes!” Y/N managed to say between the sobs and tears. Taking the ring from the box, Tommy asked for her hand to place the delicate aquamarine cocktail ring held by a gold band in her finger, two diamonds guarding the main gem. Emotions running through her, it took her a few seconds to get up from the bed to hug Tommy tight against her body. Kissing him deeply, her happiness was palpable. 

“Tommy I’d marry you in this life and any other.” She almost knocked her soon-husband-to-be. 

“Now you two, help your old man up.” He joked pointed at Charlie and Ruby. 

Charlie grinned. “Dad you’re not old.” 

“But he’s got grey hai-” Y/N covered Ruby’s mouth with her hand. 

“I heard that.” Tommy straightened his clothes. “Go to your room, Frances will help you get ready.”

“When did you get this? It’s perfect.” Y/N showered his face with kisses. 

“My last London trip. Do you like it?” He kissed her again. It was her favorite stone. 

“You always think of everything.” Caressing his cheek, she could hear the children talking to Frances. “How did you know my size?” 

Tommy chuckled. “Oh! Thanks to my gypsies’ roots, I stole one of your rings, the one with the Ruby I gave you after she was born, and asked them to match the size, then I put it back into your jewelry box.” He admitted proudly. 

“But you told me I threw it out of window when I got drunk.” 

“And you actually believed that?” Tommy arched his eyebrow. “You should’ve known me better than that, Y/N.” 

“So, you didn’t go out to look for it outside?” She asked in disbelief. He had told her that he found it a week later. 

Tommy tilted his head and a smirk appeared in his lips. 

“Oh, of course you didn’t.” Her brain was thinking hard. “So when you to-” 

“No, you didn’t do that either. Now keep moving, I have a surprise for you.” Balancing the cigarette between his lips, he covered her eyes. 

“How am I supposed to trust you when you just told me you stole my ring?” 

Tommy rolled his eyes. “Guess you don’t have a lot of choices now, do you?” Stopping at the top of the stairs, he saw Charlie and Ruby smiling at them. 

“Mama come!” Charlie beamed. They were both holding a piece of paper each. 

“What are you doing?” Y/N whispered to the man who had given her the greatest joys of her life. 

“Daddy wrote it, but I drew the flowers.” Ruby explained presenting her paper, it wasn’t a regular sheet, it had fancy calligraphy. 

“And I helped with the poem.” Charlie announced handing his Mum a bouquet of flowers. 

Holding it between trembling fingers, Y/N read: 

To give you the best of myself 

I promise to give you the best of myself and to ask of you no more than you can give. I promise to accept you the way you are. I fell in love with you for the qualities, abilities, and outlook on life that you have, and won’t try reshape you in a different image. I promise to respect you as a person with your own interests, desires and needs, and to realize that those are sometimes different, but no less important than my own. I promise to keep myself open to you, to let you see through the window of my personal world into my innermost fears and feelings, secrets and dreams. I promise to grow along with you, to be willing to face change as we both change in order to keep our relationship alive and exciting. And finally, I promise to love you in good times and in bad, with all I have to give and all I feel inside in the only way I know how… completely and forever.  

She remembered some of those words, It was what he told her when they started dating, adapting them now to the years and battles they faced together. Emotions were running through her uncontrollably, the tears making it hard to keep reading. 

“You’re missing the other one Mummy.” Charlie pointed out. Tommy placed a hand on each children.

Look around us, look at what we’ve got and I’m not talking about the material things, look at our children, take a good look of the road we have walked together, it hasn’t been easy, it never will… but one thing has been consistent all this time; you and me. 

Sometimes it was the races, other times it was the baby, then the feeding or the crying, or an argument, another business, later it was another baby on the way, or my work… but something has always been on the way.  

What about now?

That’s why I’m asking you to marry me tonight.  6 o’clock. Our garden.  Ps. I have everything ready. 

“Tonight?!” She was scandalized by his proposal. 

“You can’t control everything around you.” Tommy chuckled. 

Tommy then handed Y/N a small envelope. 

Opening the wax seal, she found the invitation to her own wedding. That was a lot of information to take in, so many things happening at the same time. 

“Look who’s saying that?” Y/N pointed out. “But the guests…” 

“Absolutely everything is set, you just have to go and get ready and come back to be my wife.” Tommy pressed his lips gently on Y/N’s. 

“And the food?” 

Tommy groaned. Cupping her face in his hands, he arched his eyebrows. “Everything is ready. I don’t want you to worry about anything.” 

A million thoughts filled her mind… the flowers, her attire, her children’s clothes, the tables. 

Tommy’s smirk didn’t make her worries go away, on the contrary, it made her feel more scared. 

“I ordered your favorite food and cake, a big tent for the garden, lilac flowers, your favorites.” 

“When did you prepare all of this?” 

“Frances did most of the hard work, and I’ve had a couple of long nights.” Tommy rubbed her arms, trying to get her out of her shocked state. 

That’s when she noticed that a couple of people walked through the room carrying a big table, another one was walking while holding a large vase and two maids following with table cloth. 

“Your dresses are in one of the guest’s rooms Mrs. Shelby.” 

“Well, it looks like I will be one after tonight.” She chuckled. “Did you say dresses?!” 

“Mr. Shelby couldn’t choose a dress for you, so he ordered a couple thinking you might like one.” Frances admitted. 

Y/N spun around to look at her soon to be husband. There he was with a big smirk on his face, the smile lighting his beautiful eyes. 

When it came to make his family happy, he had no limitations. 

“Look what I found for Cyril.” He pointed his head in his son’s direction. Charlie was walking towards them with a white box. 

Opening the box, Y/N found a small tux and bow. 

And with that, Y/N had enough. She threw herself at Tommy’s eyes exuding happiness through every pore of her skin. “I think it would be a good time to share some news then.” Tommy gave her a cautious look. “Polly did you know, the thing with the leaves… she says I’m pregnant, with twins!” Tommy couldn’t hold his excitement then, spinning her around holding her by the waist, he kissed her. “Did she tell you what the babies are?” Y/N nodded. “Two girls.” Tommy let out the air he was holding. “Then it’s my turn to choose the names, since you chose Charlie and Ruby…” Smiling at him, Y/N asked him about the names. He couldn’t be happier. “I want to name them Anna and Lee-Anne.” 

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[natsaffection]

Hellooo, how are u? Hope you’re okay ;)

You said we could send request so… i was thinkin if you could write one(before chapter 4, when they were still following the contract, in one of the date nights) where reader is making like a nice christmas dinner(a little late, sorry) and nat comes home and they have a nice time please ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

If you want, you could also have nat showing reader a new toy at the end🫣

Thank you so much, i love sugar mommy nat

Pairing: Sugar Mommy!Natasha (37) x Sugar Baby!Reader (21)

First of many! Thank you so much for requesting. I got a little carried away at the end. Hope you Like it!

The others will come in the next few days. Get ready for something sweet..

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MINOR DNI!! (18+!)

Summary: Your and Natasha's first Christmas, where the presents lead to more.

warnings: self made food, stress on work, sex toy use, begging, Mommy kink, Overstimulation

Word count: 2754

You wanted to be with Natasha over the holidays to celebrate a pleasant holiday with her. However, you quickly found out that she was absolutely not a fan of Christmas.

You woke up early in the morning to an empty bed and found only a note saying that Natasha would be back in the evening. She tried to stay away from Christmas by all means, because as she pointed out, 'she is bad at family things'. Still, you wanted to give her a little joy.

You knew from your recent visits to Natasha's company that everything was pretty cheerful. Even though she was the boss, she had a lot of work and was almost always stressed. 

Because she then let it out on you.. may be well noted.

So you wanted to do something good for her this time. It is after all a special day. So you set out and look around her apartment. She must have something here that she would like...Maybe some hobby or something.

However, you found nothing..You go dejectedly to the kitchen where, Sarah is already waiting for you.

"Good morning, Ms. L/n! Any request for breakfast?" You sit down and just mumble, "No, thanks..." Sarah continued to look at you, smiling broadly, "Okay. Let me know if you need help with anything." You see her want to leave until you thought of something,

"Wait! There's actually something..." What could be more romantic than a dinner?

"Yes please?" You stand up and walk over to her, "Can you tell me what Natasha always orders from you? By that, I mean, is there any dish that she likes..."

You saw her start to think... "Well, what would make her happy would definitely be homemade sandwiches! But I don't think that's what you want, is it?"

Sarah knew what you were up to. "Exactly...I want it to be something...nice. Not stuff you can do in three minutes." You were uncomfortable and looked down at the floor. Sarah, on the other hand, just had to smile. "Of course. Just follow me."

Your eyes lit up, again and you followed her into the kitchen. She told you and showed you everything you needed, and since Sarah was so amazed at your Idea, she wrote down the recipe herself, so you wouldn't have to struggle around in the cookbook for hours. You were more than grateful and went straight to work. You had a time frame for when Natasha would be back, but you didn't know how hard this was going to be.

And it was definitely hard. Fuck, you almost set the kitchen on fire. But! It was definitely worth it. It smelled fantastic and still looked perfect at the same time. When you got your hands perfectly dirty, you had also thought about how you could top your gift. And then you thought of the most perfect one. You. 

So you went back over to your dressing room and put on another revealing lingerie pair. You admire yourself in the mirror and wow. Natasha will definitely like it. 

You had thrown another hoodie and jogging pants over you, so it wouldn't be immediately obvious....

So you were ready and just had to wait for the guest.

Which also arrived a little later.

And Natasha was actually stressed again. Despite the holidays, the company was literally on fire. 

She threw the keys into her bowl and stopped in surprise when the smell of her favorite dish hit her. Her thoughts came up like: Where does Sarah get off making it just like that? She knows exactly what Natasha holds over the day. 

So she storms into the kitchen and stopped a little later when she saw you behind her counters.

"Y/n? What's this?"

You make your way over to her, "I know you don't like Christmas much, but I still have a few things for you..."

You were now standing in front of her, and she was staring at the kitchen and back at you, "You made this?"

"Yes..I hope you like it..."

"Do I like it?"

Oh, shit..You were too fast..She doesn't like it. She's going to-"

"I love it." You look at her with wide eyes, "Really?" She smirks at you, lifts you up and sits you on the counter, causing several empty pots to fall,

"I didn't know you could cook, Kotenok..."

You look to the side ashamedly, Well...I can't, but I had some help at first."

"That's why it smells burnt in here?" You had to laugh. "Well..I had to find my way around your kitchen first.." 

Natasha had to admit that she more than liked that. You just took time out of your day to make her something to eat? For several hours? 

"I hope it will taste good..."

"It will. Simply because it's already yours." She kissed you and together you prepared the table. You insisted that you serve her the food, and she accepted with a grin and amusement. You served it and you started to eat. You were genuinely surprised by your own skills, as it really didn't taste bad.

"Maybe I should hire you full time as my new cook." She said it so seriously that you was shocked for a moment, "That was a joke Y/n.." You sigh out, 

"Th-that I knew! How was work today?" Natasha shook her head and poured herself a glass of wine, "I don't know what people think to call in sick for the days. They really think I'm completely stupid." You could hear her demeanor getting more serious, "You're not. Okay?" She gulped down the wine and smiled again,

"I know. Thanks though..I still don't get it. They know all the stuff that's attached to my business, and they just leave it like that? I mean, we got it done today, but what if we didn't? There could have been so much money down the drain!" You knew where this was going,

"So back to interviewing," you laugh, poking Natasha. "And how. Full of idiots..."

You both finished eating, and it was actually pretty good..

"Please let Sarah cook again next time." HUH?! Your heart shatters into pieces, "Ow..Was it that bad?" You whimper and Natasha was sorry,

"No, no..Not so bad for a first time.." She only made it worse. She saw your frustration,

"Y/nnn..." But you ignored her, "Then you won't get your second present." Natasha sat back again in surprise, "Y/n, I told you, you don't have to get me anything. I have you and that's enough." Heh, if you only knew.

"Trust me..you'll like this one..." She continued to look at you, sighed as well and stands up,

"Okay, but mine first." She leaves without another word, and you had to drop your "angry" attitude. Natasha has a present for you?!

She came back with two bags. She sat back down and put one of the bags on the table and the other on the floor next to her legs.

"Here." You took it hesitantly. "That wouldn't have-" She held up a finger, "Don't say that. Now open it."

You looked inside and saw another small box with a bow around it. You took it out and opened it.

You could have thrown it away out of reflex, because you loved it so much. "H-How?!" In it were concert tickets of your favorite band, which were sold out after a few minutes.

"Well, as a Bussine's Woman, I'll give you a tip. Never leave tabs open on a laptop. I saw it and knew a few people for the event."

That was a lie. She found the site, yes. But she didn't know anyone. She looked on the Internet for people who had the tickets and offered them four time the price they paid.

You stood up, and the chair almost fell over. You threw your arms around her and she reflexively pulled you onto her lap. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Natasha almost drowned in your kisses until she finally made you stop. "Anytime for you Y/n. So..ready for your second?" That's right, there was something. She bent down and picked up the other box. You took it again and opened it without much hesitation.

And now you were a red tomato. 

A new vibrator for Natasha's collection. "I saw it and immediately thought of you."

Natasha studied your reaction. You made it easy for her, though, when you stood up,

"Then it's my turn. Unpack me." She turns to you, "Unwrap you?" She had to chuckle.

You raised your arms and Natasha stood up and walked over to you, "What did my girl come up with, hm?" She took off the sweater, and you climb Simultaneity out of your pants until you were just standing there in the lingerie pair.

"Fuck, Detka..You didn't have to do that..."

You lean back. "For you always."

She looked you up and down and was on top of you in seconds. You jump up so she could just grab you and take you upstairs. 

You had a bit of a hard time getting to the top as you didn't leave each other alone for a second on the way.

Finally arrived, she puts you down,

"Kneel down and get your ass in the air." 

This is what you've been waiting for all day. Finally. 

Natasha could notice your desperation as you've never been on the floor so fast, "What a slut, look at the mess you're already making. Do you actually know how much this laminate costs?" You knew better than to talk, so you shake your head. "How could you anyway..Now then." 

You notice Natasha bending down to the level of your ass, as she plays with your new pink toy on your cheeks. She wanted to see you begging, "P-please..." came out almost like a whisper. "Who told you could talk to me anytime?" You answer with a whimper, bending your head even lower. 

Natasha didn't make it easy for you as she moved the tip of the vibrator over your hole, "Tell me what you want, princess" Your eyes widened, "Please put it in mommy, please." 

"Where? You aren't exactly short on choices here..." She was cruel.."In my pussy, please..." There was silence until you cried out a little as she finally pushed it inside you. You could feel it sticking halfway in you. After that, you hear Natasha get up and sit on the edge of the bed in front of you. "Look at me."

You did slowly, afraid of doing something wrong. To your surprise, you saw Natasha naked and could come right in front of her on the floor. "Do you like the view?" You nod like crazy, "Good." And then.. Natasha spreads her legs in front of you, "Get to work, little one." You forgot about your toy long ago when you saw Natasha's, shiny pussy in front of you. She was fantastic. You don't wait for long and almost fall into her. She lets out a breath as your mouth touched her lips, and you started licking her. 

You were so focused on doing everything right that a shock wave came over you as Natasha turns the vibrator to the medium setting. You groaned and had to gasp for air, "What are you doing? Did I tell you could stop?" She reaches out and slides you into her pussy again, leaning down to you at the same time, "You be careful, because if that beautiful thing falls out of you before I come, there will be consequences, understand?" You were about to reply, but were interrupted when Natasha set another level higher. You quickly get back to work, knowing how fast it always goes with you. "Look at this girl right here..like a starving dog, yeah.. Right there!" 

Those words gave you a purposeful work-out, however, Natasha was merciless as she pressed suddenly her foot against your own pussy. She wants to win. "Ngh, wait, I-It's gonna-" She kept pressing, and you tried to keep it inside you. But when you tried to close your thighs, the vibrations only got stronger. "Please, no!" And it went out. 

You only heard the plump thud on the floor and Natasha's sigh. "I told you..looks like it fell." You just whimpered. Despite the short time, you were so damn sensitive now. "Get on the bed Y/n.." You got up like a flash and in short order you were sitting on it, but not for long.

Natasha came over you like a gazelle and kissed you. You were so distracted by her that you didn't catch her laying you down and holding your arms up, "I took so long to put out this gift for you, and you just drop it like that?" She saw you were about to say something, "You have permission,”

"I'm sorry! But I couldn't help it.." You will say that often enough tonight... she thought to herself. "It's okay..I guess I'll have to help." You suddenly hear the vibrator again, "Keep your arms up there, or I won't hesitate to tie you up, do you understand?" 

"Y-Yes mommy..." And she set off. You literally jumped as Natasha placed the toy directly on your clit, "Let's see how long you can hold out this time." 

You squirmed in all directions, sure you were going to have muscle hangover in your arms the next day, so tightly you pressed them into the mattress to keep from swinging in the air, "Is my little girl having a hard time with that?" You nod like crazy, "Not hard enough.." And she raises, "Ah! Please! To-" 

And up another step. Now you couldn't take it anymore and were about to thrust your hands against the vibrator until Natasha grabbed them on the way and put them back. This time, though, she held them tight. 

"What was that about, huh?"

"I can't!!! Too much!" You cried. "Then you should have tried harder earlier..I gave you the chance, Y/n." You felt the knot. "I-I'm coming..." She continued to hold on, "Go ahead, but I'm not going to stop. Not until the whole battery is empty." 

Your first orgasm was enough for you, and you were able to breath as Natasha took it off. Not for long though, as she was now pushing it into you. "F-FUCK!" Natasha looked at you, "What was that?" Her grip on your hands tightened, "Did you just curse?" You just sniffed, "I can't help it! Please..." 

She didn't give you an answer, just gestures as she turned it on again. It was a weird feeling to not only have it inside you, but at the same time to have it vibrating against your walls. "Please-Mommy-. too..Too much.. " you whimpered, "That's not my name Y/n.." In the room, only your moans and the muffled sounds of the vibrator could be heard. You couldn't help yourself and came completely over her.

"Come again." And you did. 

"Again." And you did.

"C-come..n ---" You tried to counter it somehow, but Natasha kept you in her hold, "Hold still."

"PLEASE!!!" 

"Are you coming again? Go ahead." You shake your head and were forced to let go. But she didn't stop, "You know the safe word, and you can use it anytime. I won't be mad if you do it, I promise." And she pushed it out and back in. "Look how your pussy is enjoying it.. My pussy, you are doing great. Give me another one.."

"No..." You breath out. "Oh yes you will, color?" You were going to stop.. Were you? You don't know, you feel too good right now to think straight, "G-Gre-en-" Again, you start breathing heavily as she

increases her speed, 

"Please, please..." You shake your head and Natasha had to smile, "I'm here Y/n..comon." She was absorbed in the sounds you were making. Your screams were already bordering on animals, so fucked out you were and now you had to prepare for it for the sixth time.

"It's getting harder to get in..Come now or I'll do this to you all night," 

"MOMMYY!!!" Natasha followed your movements and kept you in place as you slowly came down from the trip. 

"There she is. Perfect Y/n..I didn't thought you would last this long..." You wanted to confirm, but your mouth was so dry and light at the same time.. You were briefly sure you had no more at all. But Natasha made it wet again as she pulled you into a kiss. 

"Merry Christmas baby."

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[minologistt]

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TOO MANY NIGHTS I PJM

your lovely boyfriend gets you a bodyguard. one or two drinks lead into a spiral of things. however don't forget, never mix business with pleasure.

genre forbidden love / fwb(ish) -> lovers

M.LIST

warnings angst, implied cheating and neglecting partners

it was getting warmer, ice cream trucks starting to resurface, more fun shows and movies, even better outfits. however instead of feeling the warmth of the outdoors. you stuck inside, your expensive hotel room, arguing with your boyfriend.

why are you arguing with your oh-so-loving boyfriend, you may ask. well it all started about a couple months ago.

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“babe have you seen the concept photo sketches for my latest runway?” you excitedly scroll through the photos on your ipad. you’re a very successful model and you’re gorgeous. in fact you’re the global IT girl currently, known for breaking beauty standards and such. in all, you’re a pretty big deal.

“yeah of course i did.. i don’t like that outfit they put you in” your boyfriend, jihoon, scoffed as he tapped away at his screen. jihoon is a famous producer in the music industry. you both have been together for roughly a year and a month, however—

RING RING RING

“hey sara.. now?… hmm i’m not busy so i’ll be right over”

jihoon is also a total A-hole.

your boyfriend is a horrible person, well towards you. lately he’s become over protective, controlling, and over all just toxic. so why are you in this relationship still?

people were too fearful of your boyfriend to even get close to you.

and you might be wondering—

“who’s sara..?” you shut your ipad off and looked over at your boyfriend that is putting on his best cologne.

“my assistant”

“why didn’t you say you with me..?”

“i’m not busy am i?”

“guess not.. we’ll i’m going to call taehyung over to—“

“no you’re not, go take a nap or something”

“are you serious?”

“hell yeah i am.. i’ll be back a little late so just go to sleep without me” and with that he was out of the door, quick footsteps were heard going down the hall.

a sigh escaped your lips, you knew who sara was already. she was the woman who accompanies him to almost every event. yes she was his assistant but she didn’t need to be attached to his hip. you sat on the windowsill watching as your boyfriend walks toward a all white benz. a short slim blonde hops out with a wide smile.

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back to present day.

“jihoon are you seriously telling me that i’m a cheater?!” you raised you voice and threw your hands up in the air with pure rage as your boyfriends eyebrows knitted together. “you can’t be fucking serious—“

“don’t you go swearing at me—“

“you’re not my fucking dad, okay?! hell is wrong with you jihoon..” you huffed out as your boyfriend rolled his eyes.

“either way i don’t trust you, so i hired a body guard for you and he’s gonna watch over you..” jihoon walked to his side of the bed and laid down with his back facing you. “he’s my ex bodyguard so he’s pretty good and i trust him, not your little taehyung friend” jihoon curled up and took his phone out. “you can get going now or whatever you said you were gonna do” he made a ‘shoo’ing hand motion.

you didn’t want to be in his presence any longer so you stormed out of the hotel room. “bodyguard my ass, are you kidding?” you muttered under your breath as you made your way to the lobby doors. your car was parked in the downstairs garage, because you didn’t drive yourself places often. as you tapped away on your phone, you bumped into someone. before you could even begin to stable yourself, a firm arm came around your waist.

“be careful miss” a soft voice came from the person holding you. as you looked up to see whom this person was, your mouth parted a bit as you admired the man’s features. he had a mask on however his eyes were captivating and his light blond hair was a compliment to his beauty. “yeah, uh, sorry..” you moved out of his grasp and noticed he’s standing in front of your car. “excuse me but this is my car so, uhm.. can you move please?” you held up your keys and jingled them to push the point.

“oh i’m aware!” the man’s eyes crinkled into half moons as he watched the keys in her hand. “i’m your bodyguard but if you wanna get fancy then your personal escort!” he ended the statement with a small bow.

“don’t skrew around dude..”

“i’m not and my name is jimin park.. not dude”

there was a beat of silence that went by before you sighed and just handed the keys over. you didn’t have enough energy to argue with a stranger. mr park took the keys and held the car door open as you made you way over.

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the drive was silent until you spoke up to break the awkward silence. “so.. mr park, how much is he paying you..?” you glanced from the side of your eye to look at him. he still had his mask on but he looked a bit stiff while driving.

“huh?”

“my so-called-boyfriend, how much is he paying you to give a fuck about my well being?” you rolled your eyes as you watch the street lights go by. it was just 5 pm but it felt like night was approaching sooner.

“enough”

“honest i guess, so how does your partner feel about your job? are they ever worried?” you wondered aloud. he let out a hearty chuckle “i actually don’t have a partner”

and then there was silence.

however just like the world is on your side, you arrive to your destination which is a a night club. you were called over to do some taste testing but this club wasn’t some random club, it belong to your close friend taehyung.

your bodyguard parked on a side street near by and then let you out of the car. “you can wait here if you’d like mr jimin park.. i’m just taste testing so i’ll be back in a bit” you said as you began walking towards the club, jimin followed closely behind.

as you stepped into the club you were greeted with workers coming to bow and welcome you. you smiled and waved at them as you made you way to the bar with jimin on your tail. “y/n it’s so good to see you and who is this pretty boy? finally got a new boyfriend?” the deep voice came out of nowhere as a tall male approached the duo standing idle at the bar table.

“no actually this is my bodyguard—“ you made sure to do air quotations when saying ‘bodyguard’. “—that my boyfriend thought i needed..” you rubbed your temple to show how stressed you actually were. “well don’t let that get you down too much, yeah?" taehyung came up behind y/n and rubbed her back in concern.

jimin carefully watches the interaction and takes a few mental notes of the environment. "so y/n's bodyguard.. want to help taste testing the drinks?" tae offered a friendly smile as he watched jimin's eyes turn into half moons. "i'd love to but i have to be sober to drive miss y/n home", y/n scoffed after the statement and took a seat at the bar. "okay tae.. hit me with the latest and strongest stuff you've got"

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it's about 2 hours into the taste testing hangout and y/n is a little more than just tipsy.

"i can't believe you're still with that dickhead of a man.. come on you need to get out more" tae shook his head at the drunken woman whom was now leaning on jimin who was been sitting silently as the two held their long conversations with the occasional drinking. "jimin-" tae called the man and turned his head towards him, "don't you agree that y/n can totally get out more?"

jimin turned his gaze to taehyung. "i don't condone cheating however, y/n is beautiful so if she did get out there then she'd pull everyone of them", he then turned his gaze back to the half sleeping woman. "i believe i should bring her home now, thank you for the entertaining talks you both had, mr kim." jimin smiled beneath his mask and began to bring y/n towards the exit. "of course mr park, have a nice night" tae yelled back as he began cleaning up the bar.

jimin makes it to the car and puts y/n in the passenger seat. he goes around and takes a seat in the driver's seat and starts up the car. "mr park.. do you think i should actually go back to that man" y/n asks as she frowns and leans her against the window. "what man? your boyfriend? you most likely should however i'm just here to keep you safe", jimin then drove off from the bar. "oh.. guess you're right" y/n closes her eyes and a sigh leaves her lips.

it felt like time flew as jimin pulls up to the hotel room that y/n is staying in. "we've arrived, miss y/n", jimin turns the car off and opens the passenger door for her. she steps out on wobbly legs, so jimin helps her up by wrapping an arm under her arms. y/n and jimin make their way up to the hotel room at a very slow pace. "mr park.. thank you for accompanying me today.. i know it may have been a bit awkward here and there but it felt a little nice to have someone with me that didn't yell at me all day or ditch me." jimin kept looking ahead even as he heard y/n sniffling and holding back tears. he wasn't sure why she was so thankful for the bare minimum but he was also getting paid to spy on her every move, not be her company or 'bodyguard'.

so he simply responds, "you're welcome, miss y/n"

 minologistt | do not copy, translate or edit this.

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[terry-perry]

Extra Protection

Pairing: Dad!Marc Spector x Mom!Reader, implied Steven Grant x Reader and Jake Lockley x Reader (not the main focus of the story)

OC: Marcy Spector

A/N: Time for some more Marcy Spector content that's a little fluffier, in honor of Father's Day! Back when she still thought her dad was the coolest guy ever.

Marc was set to go. He couldn't believe Khonshu called him to do this. Of course he said yes, but from what the god discussed with him about the trip, it sounded like he was going to miss another birthday. He was lucky to have married the patient, understanding soul that was you, but that didn't make things hurt less. If anything, he kinda wished you would show him some irrational anger towards him. Might make things easier.

"Daddy?"

He paused his packing to turn toward the entrance of the bedroom. His daughter, Marcy, stood there with her stuffed best friend, Kermit, in her arms. That toy pig hardly ever left her side.

"You leaving, Daddy?"

"Yeah baby," Marc sighed, crouching down so he was at eye level with the 4-year-old. "Khonshu needs me to help save the world."

"You really good at it," she said, smiling.

Marcy was aware, more or less, of not only his condition, but what he did as Moon Knight. You and Marc didn't go into too many details, of course. Really, she should just know her dad does what he needs to do to keep the world a safer place and sometimes needs Papa Steven and Papi Jake to help out with things.

"I do my best," he said to her, smiling back. "Can I count on you to take care of things while I'm gone?"

"Yes, sir!"

She gave a little salute and did her best to give a serious face she's seen him do many times. This had Marc give an emotional laugh.

"Take Kermit with you, Daddy," she suddenly suggested.

When she presented the stuffed pig to him, he didn't think his heart can get any fuller.

"Baby, are you sure?" He asked, knowing how much she loved Kermit more than any other toy she had.

"He'll keep you safe!" She reasoned. "And he's a good pillow."

His eyes teared up a little as he accepted him. He'd be sure to take good care of him.

"C'mere," he lifted her up and put her on the bed where he sat next to her. "I have something for you, too."

He turned to dig through the drawer of his nightstand until finding what he needed.

"I know your birthday is in a couple of days, but I want to give this to you now. Sorry it isn't wrapped."

He instructed her to hold out her hand where he placed a small silver bracelet. On the center of it was what appeared to be a giant eye. Its pupil a shiny gemstone Marcy couldn't help but admire.

"Pretty..." she softly stated as she examined it.

"You know how Khonshu helps Daddy be a superhero? Well he's not the only god around. Has Papa told you about Horus?"

"I think so..."

He chuckled. He couldn't blame her for not remembering every bit of information Steven throws at her.

"Like Khonshu, he helps control the sky," he explained, slipping the bracelet on her little wrist. "And legend has it, he can see everything through the sun and the moon. Because those are his eyes."

"Cool!"

"Really cool," he lifted her hand to present the bracelet now on her. "He'll also be able to look after you through this eye. He'll watch over you and Mommy whenever I'm not here. Wear this, and you'll always be safe and feel like the strong warrior I know you are."

She nodded in understanding before scooting closer to wrap her arms around his neck. "Thank you, daddy. I wear it forever."

He kissed her temple and held her tight. Glancing up, he saw you witnessing everything from the doorway with your own watery smile. He smiled back and moved his eyes down to your wrist where you wore a bracelet identical to Marcy's.

He had reassured you beforehand that this didn't have anything to do with avatars. No way in hell was he going to involve you and especially your little girl in the business. The gods had simply wanted to find a way to thank Marc for putting a stop to Ammit as well as make up for not believing him and Khonshu about Harrow.

They didn't expect for him to request this. They accepted it, nevertheless, assuring him no harm would come to you or your daughter as long as you wore the bracelets. An extra form of protection as he did Khonshu's bidding.

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[bundrops-n-fluffytops]

Welcome Home Agere Fic - Sleepover

Characters: Barnaby B. Beagle, Wally Darling, Home, slight mention of Sally Starlet

Setting: Home (kitchen, living room, bedroom, hallway, bathroom)

Premise: Wally is confident that he can handle things on his own, but one bad night makes it clear that he isn’t all that self-reliant. That doesn’t mean it’s bad, however, as his best friend Barnaby has all the help in the world.

Authors Note: My second fic!! Again treat it nicely, I’m new to this

Also thank you for enjoying the last one!! I’m super proud of both of them, so I’m glad you like it too 💕💕

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As friendly and amiable as Wally Darling was, he sure was stubborn.

Wally wasn’t someone to ask for help much, despite his efforts to help others. It seemed comically hypocritical if anything, with the irony behind it.

For example, if Sally were to ask him to lead in a play she wanted to play, he would make sure he carried the show with his own hands. However, if someone were to offer a hand in something, he would simply wave his hand and say, “No no, I can take care of it! Don’t fret over such small things.”

His best friend - Barnaby B. Beagle - took notice of that quite well, when he and Wally decided to have a sleepover.

The two had done just about everything together that day; prank calls on the other neighbors, baking a new recipe - caramel apples - and even future telling, albeit with paper crafts and silly myths. Of course, in the end, they both had lots of fun, vowing that they must do this more.

It was later that night that issues had began to rise. The two nighttime buddies had began to clean up and get ready to snooze, and were in the washroom brushing their teeth(?).

“Wally, kid, are you sure you can sleep on your own? I know you’ve done it before, but most of the time you either stay up the whole night or wake up-“ Barnaby questioned Wally. Yes, it was a silly, silly question, but he wasn’t unfamiliar with Wally’s ungodly night schedule. And with how frequent this was, neither were the other residents of Welcome Home.

“Barnaby, I admire your concern greatly, but I do think that is quite silly. I can sleep just fine,” Wally assured, waving his hand up and down.

“One or two bad nights won’t do anything, I can handle it!” He chuckled. Wally was well aware of the terrible night terrors he had, but he of course wasn’t ready to admit that. He just leaves with his same pleasant grin.

“I dunno kid, you usually say that then turn up at Julie’s doorstep wrapped in your blanket sniffling like it’s winter again,” Barnaby quipped back, laughing at his own joke. Wally fell silent for a moment, thinking for a short second, before cleaning his mouth of the toothpaste on his cheeks. He then turned to his blue buddy, and pat him on the arm reassuringly.

“I know you’re upset, but I assure you I’m fine. When anything happens, I know that I can always rely on you, so don’t you worry your pretty little head,” he reassures, his ever-so present grin almost glowing on his face, and in his eyes. He always had such a sunny, polite disposition.

“Ahh, if you say so little buddy,” Barnaby sighed and shook his head, though with a playful smirk on his face. He pat his much tinier friend and walked away towards the guest room, peaking out quickly to say his goodnights with Wally. Afterwards, he closed the door behind him and laid down on top of the bed…right after he pulled the sheets and pillows around to make it comfortable. Dog instincts never fail.

Home fell into a peaceful slumber shortly after, and the only sound one could hear was the crickets outside and Wally’s silly “I’m sleeping I’m sleeping I’m sleeping” sleeptalking.

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Barnaby wasn’t sure what woke him up, but his tired eyes soon fluttered open. He groaned, irritated, and rubbed his eyes to better clear up his vision.

The clock read 3:41 AM, which sent Barnaby in a sleepy tizzy. What in the world woke me up this early? He yawned and stretched his body, shaking his head awake afterwards.

“A glass of water might help clear my head,” he guessed, “my throat is drier than an old queen!” He chuckled to himself afterwards. He might use that in his routine. But before that, he needed to quench his thirst.

It didn’t take two steps out of his room when he heard something… odd. His ears raised a tad at the sound, turning his head behind him. Was that… a baby crying?

There was no way he heard a baby. But it was so clear and the pitch was the same, he was thrown for a loop. And what in the world was a baby doing in Home? He didn’t remember there being one… unless it isn’t one. Barnaby wracked his brain for another idea of what the source of the crying could be…until he remembered.

“Wally has nightmares!” He realized. At that moment, he rushed towards the true source of the sound - Wally’s bedroom. It wasn’t far from his guest room, as it was set at the tail end of the long hallway, capped with a red wood and a sign that said “Wally.”

Barnaby didn’t think to knock, which he somewhat regrets, before he quickly pushed the door open.

There sat the culprit of the mysterious crying - Wally, wrapped around his blanket, sobbing and hiccuping in bed. He jumped a bit at the sound of Barnaby barging in, falling silent in surprise. However, it didn’t take long until he went back to crying, only this time he held out his arms towards the tall blue dog.

Barnaby was no stranger to this behavior. He has seen Wally in this sort of situation, where his brain seemed to work much differently. It was called… regression, where his brain and his age didn’t seem to match up for a period of time. In times like this, Wally would have a habit of babbling and slurring his words, as well as taking part of childish behaviors such as playing with smaller toys and looking up to others as his caretakers. It wasn’t a problem though, no sir, as they would be more than welcome to help take care of him in such a state, Barnaby included.

With that, Barnaby quickly climbed into the bed with Wally, scooped him up and held him against his torso, patting and rubbing his back. Wally quickly wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his face into the taller friend’s shoulder, still crying.

“Deep breaths, kid,” Barnaby whispered, “there you go, that’s it.” He would act as the big brother towards Wally when he regressed, carrying him and playing with him to help him through such a time. Because of this, he knew what actions to take in this.

Soon, Wally’s crying and snuffling soon quieted to an occasional hiccup and wipe of a sleeve. He laid there, cradled against Barbaby’s chest, shaking but breathing slowly. He was the first to speak.

“I…I’m sowey…” he wavered, “I’m sowy I like tis.” He tried wiping away any stray tears while flapping his free hand, calming himself down.

“I din’ wan yous to worry fo’ me, bu’ I keep makin’ yous worry..” He was having a hard time keeping his voice steady, and he ended up going back to crying, albeit softer. His taller friend immediately rose a hand to wipe his newly fallen tears, propping his head to face him.

“No Wally, don’t ever feel bad for wanting help,” the blue dog reassured, “even if it makes you feel weird. I know that asking is hard and that you don’t want to look weak or anything, but there is nothing wrong with needing a helping hand. You got that, kiddo?” The tiny puppet nuzzled against Barnaby’s paw, hiccuping a tad.

“Wh-what if is sometin’ you can’t do?” Wally asked. The comedian chuckled a bit, rubbing the puppet’s back.

“Well then I’ll tell ya! I’m not gonna be silent if you’re giving me something hard to handle, and even then I tell ya you’re not hard to deal with at all! Just ring me up and I’ll be there quicker than a toupee in a hurricane.” He moved his hand to ruffle his hair a bit, letting out a small giggle in Wally.

“You’re silly! Silly silly puppyyy, hehe!” Wally reached his hands up to pet the top of Barnaby’s head, back and forth. The comedian responded by grabbing Wally by the sides and lifting him to the air, the puppet squealing with delight and surprise.

“There ya go, now the dog’s got you on a leash, hahaha!” This only made Wally screech and laugh even more, waving his arms and legs aimlessly beside himself. This teasing unfortunately didn’t last long, if the loud creaking from Home said anything. Despite Wally pouting in response, Barnaby lowered the small puppet down onto bed once more.

“Let’s get ya back to bed buddy, ok?” Wally frowned at this, seeming upset again that the fun was over. “Is something wrong?”

“Nono, jus… can you stay wit’ me? I don’ wan to be awone…” Wally pleaded, holding the puppy’s paw tightly. Barnaby hummed and nodded, understanding his disarray.

“Of course, buddy! Lemme get comfortable for ya, one sec,” Barnaby answered, yawning afterwards. It was still quite late, so he was getting quite sleepy as well. He turned and trotted along the bed, pushing around and covers to get comfy before finally lying down. Wally followed suit, encasing himself in his favorite blanket - orange with white flowers - and lying against Barnaby’s body.

“Nini, baba… I luv oo,” Wally mumbled, before sticking his thumb between his lips and falling silent. Barnaby smiled warmly after that, before lying his head down to rest too.

“Gnight kiddo, love you too.”

#gwaaaaaa little Wally #I’m scared i portrayed him incorrectly here #please give me any sort of critique needed!!! #it helps a lot #Also create more agere content for welcome home pls #welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home wally #wally darling #welcome home barnaby #barnaby b beagle #welcome home agere #agere positivity #agere fic #agere #sfw regression #sfw agere #gummunity fics

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Can you please if possible write like a punz and/or dream smut where reader is tied up idk why I just find it so hot also could I maybe be 🪷 anon if it's available

Of course you can baby, I went with a little hard bondage because there’s not a whole lot of it out there, but If you meant more mild/soft bondage lemme kno and i can maybe do a second one, like a prequel or something.

🩷Wrapped Like a Pretty Little Present🩷

Unedited/Unrevised

I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, THERES SOME ROUGHER BONDAGE IN HERE, SO PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT BEFORE READING.

Punz x Dream x afab!Reader

Warnings: hard bondage, USE OF REAL NAMES (Clay, Luke) praise, degrading smacking, pussy smacking?, cum eating maybe?, face fucking, crying/darcryphilia, overstimulation? Lots of aftercare!!

“Such a pretty little thing isn’t she?”

“She really is, isn’t that right sweetheart? Aren’t you just so pretty?”

Clay gripped your jaw, turning your head to look towards the standing mirror in the corner of the room. In the reflection you saw yourself, on your knees, with your feet tucked under your ass and your thighs tied to your calves with intricate knots adorning the sides. Between them sat a spread bar, insuring you didn’t get any pleasure from this, yet there was quite literally slick dripping from your cunt onto the sheets below you. Your arms were crossed behind you, rope wrapped tightly from one elbow to the other. You looked helpless, and you were, completely and undeniably in their control, a toy for them to throw around and use as they wished, and yet neither of the two had touched you.

“You like this? Being just a little doll for us?” Luke asked, kneeling behind you. You nodded, tilting your head up to look at the blonde in front of you. He was clothed from the waist down, yet when he pulled you by your hair towards him you couldn’t help stick your tongue out and drag it along the bulge under his sweats. He groaned, delivering a short slap to your cheek.

Behind you, Luke dragged his hand down your back and over your bound arms, to your ass. He groped gently, admiring the way the fat of your thighs squished between the rope adorning it. Slowly, he dragged his hand between your spread legs. He groaned happily the second his fingers made contact with your slick, spreading your folds with his fingers before gliding up to your clit and rubbing small circles. Your breath hitched and your eyes rolled back, basking in what little stimulation you had. Your tongue still hung out of your mouth against clay’s crotch, but your head was laid limp against his hip as you quivered inter Luke’s touch.

“Aw such a whore aren’t you? Drooling all over me, sweet girl,” Clay cooed, reaching down to pinch your nipples softly.

“She’s making a mess all over the sheets, she’s literally dripping all over them,” Luke scoffed, delivering a short smack to your clit which made you yelp. Luke pulled your hair back, leaning you against his chest as he scooted you backwards. He then pushed you foreword, Clay’s hands on your shoulders gently guiding you so you wouldn’t got the bed face first. When you settled on the mattress, your mouth was inches away from the wet spot you’d made, the light making it shine lightly.

“Why don’t you clean up after yourself sweetheart?”

The two switched places, dream sitting behind you as luke took you by the hair, guiding your mouth to the spot. You licked softly at the fabric, whining softly at the taste of yourself on your tongue. In the mirror, you watched as clay undressed and lined up with you, and you didn’t have time to think before he pushed himself into your soaked cunt, a silent moan falling from your mouth as he filled you up.

“God your so wet,” Clay mumbled, palming your ass tightly, “you really like this don’t you baby? You like being a slut huh?”

You moaned again, this time it was aloud and rippled slightly as he started fucking into you, every thrust nudging you forward slightly. Luke put his hands on your shoulders, lifting you just enough to sit infront of you. Your cheek rested on his thigh, but your nose brushed against his dick with every thrust.

You couldn’t even hold yourself up, but the way your eyes rolled back and mouth held itself open, Luke knew that you wanted more. He took advantage of it, tilting his dick so his tip slipped into your mouth. You sucked as best as you could, but the way clay’s hips pushed into yours made it hard for you to do much except moan. Eventually, Luke gathered your hair into a ponytail, muttering a quick, “just relax sweetheart,” before lifting your head just a bit, and fucking into your throat.

Luckily they were in sync, and it only took a few seconds of the combination to send you through your first orgasm and towards your next. The duo were muttering out broken praise, Clay using your arms as a handle as he fucked into your swollen cunt. You let out a broken sob as Luke pulled out of your mouth, letting you breathe for a moment.

Your face rested against his hip as your cried, your second orgasm breaking seconds later as you clenched around clay’s cock helplessly. He moaned aloud, delivering a harsh slap to your ass cheek.

“You’re doing so good for us baby,” Luke whispered to you, slowly jerking himself as he pet your hair, “almost done sweetheart, not much longer. Open that pretty mouth.”

You obliged, opening your mouth and letting him slip back between your lips again. Your nose brushed his pelvis repeatedly. Eventually Clay’s hips stuttered, and he pushed flush against you as he came. Luke hadn’t stopped though, continuing only another moment before he let go down your throat, pulling out quickly so you wouldn’t choke. You swallowed quickly, panting desperately for air. Clay thrust a few more times, fucking his cum into you just a little more before your third orgasm crashed into you, making you let out another broken scream as tears rolled down your cheeks.

No one moved for a minute, very content as the bliss rolled over the trio’s skin. Yours died quickly though, becoming all too aware of your aching limbs and how sore you really were. This time the sob wasn’t of pleasure.

“Please, hurts,” you gasped. The two men jumped into action, Clay pulling out of you and the two helping you onto your knees again where they quickly undid your arms. Clay rubbed your forearms soothingly for just a minute before luke kneeled infront of you, wrapping you in his arms. Your arms came forward, tucking into his hold as he pet the back of your head, the other massaging your arms gently while clay got to quick work on your legs.

Luke guided you back to lay on the bed, holding you close to his chest as Clay undid the spread bar, tossing it on the floor and pulling the ties loose. Pulling off the rope as quickly as he could without hurting you, he tossed it on the ground with the others. With Luke holding you to his chest tightly and whispering loving words, Clay guided your legs straight, apologizing sweetly as you whined. One at a time, he kissed up your legs, massaging the reddened skin under his fingers.

“We got you baby, you did so good for us, so so good,” Luke whispered to you, kissing your hands sweetly, “we’re gunna lay here a minute then get a bath okay?” You nodded, clay disappearing from the room for a moment before returning with the sound of running water following suit. You felt him lay behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. His fingers dragged over the red trails on your thighs.

“Was that too much?” Clay whispered, kissing across your shoulders and up the back of your neck, “we can stop any time baby if it’s too much, you just need to tell us okay?”

You hum, one of your shakey hands holding his as it splayed across your stomach, “not too much, just a lot.”

“A lot bad? Or-”

“No, just enough, just a lot.”

“Okay,” he muttered, giving your hand an affectionate squeeze.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” Luke said, helping you sit up, “what’re you guys thinking for dinner? I was think-”

“Italian,” you said quickly, wrapping your arms around clay’s neck as he lifted you from the bed, bringing you into the bathroom. Both boys nodded, smiling softly.

“Italian it is, princess,” Clay said, setting you in the bath. Luke got into the separate shower as clay sat in the warm bath with you, helping you wash up. Luke finished quickly, hopping out. He let you two finish washing, giving you a soft kiss before returning to the bedroom.

When the two of you came out, the bedding had been changed, and the doorbell rang. Luke came in a few moments later after you two were dressed with a bag from your local Italian restaurant.

“Thank you,” you muttered against his lips, kissing him gently. He smiled, sitting down next to you on the bed.

“So what’re we watching?” Clay said, wrapping one arm around you as he flicked on the TV.

“How about-”

“Heart stopper,” you said, opening your plastic silverware. The two boys looked at you, goofy smiles on their pretty faces. Anything for you, literally anything.

“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, Clay flicking the show on before digging into his shrimp scampi.

#mcyt smut #punz smut #dream smut

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You're My Gift (Silrah fic)

(here's my gift to @lottiehenrietta for the Fate: The Winx Saga holiday exchange! I had a great pleasure writing it! I hope you'll like it. 🩵🩷)

(you can also read it on AO3)

24th of December. As the snow was falling heavily outside and night was falling on Alfea, Saul and Farah were busy baking Christmas cookies. And not just any kind: German hazelnut cookies. Of course Saul and Farah didn’t know a single thing about… what, Germany? It was a land from the First World and neither of them had ever been there before. Bloom had told them about this faraway land, but which seemed to be utterly enchanting. She told them that one didn’t speak the same language in Germany as in the Other World for instance. Most of all, she told them about the food. On a trip to Germany a few years ago, Bloom discovered the much-vaunted hazelnut cookie recipe at the Christmas market. It was her favourite.

“You should try that one,” she said to the couple the week before. “It’s a must.”

Saul had rushed off to buy all the necessary ingredients for the cookies, whereas Farah had unknowingly purchased his gift. She hid it in one of her desk drawers, where she knew Saul wouldn’t interfere in. Yet she was unaware of Saul’s gift for her. He was thinking about that while baking the last cookies. He couldn’t help but admire his partner. She remained astoundingly beautiful, elegant and smiley. Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders and she handled the cookie dough delicately. “How lucky I am to know her,” he thought. Hozier’s Work Song was playing on the radio. Saul whistled to the rhythm of the song. It was their song. He refrained from dancing and instead busied himself with putting the cookies in the oven next to a salted caramel Christmas cake.

“I know you feel like dancing, but be patient. We’ll have a slow dance tonight,” teased Farah.

“I feel like a kid, Fa. It is the best night of the year,” whinged Saul.

They both beamed, then they prepared the tea. Bloom, Sky, Terra, Sam and Ben will be coming in a few minutes, so they set the table with a Christmas-coloured tablecloth, arranged small dessert plates on which they placed black and gold paper napkins.

They barely had time to put the spoons down when someone knocked on the door. Farah opened the door and let her guests in. Everyone greeted each other warmly, taking care not to crush the presents. It was a family tradition: everyone gave each other their presents on the 24th at teatime, then Saul and Farah celebrated Christmas alone, Bloom and Sky on their side and Ben, Terra and Sam all together. But at the moment everyone was chatting happily over delicious freshly baked cookies and cake. And now it’s time for the Christmas presents.

Farah and Saul had a great evening in their friends’ company, who had given them incredible gifts such as a state-of-the-art Polaroid camera, a large recipe book and board games. Nevertheless they couldn’t wait for their friends to leave, as they wanted to give each other their present in privacy. Not that it was sex toys, only Farah and Saul liked to be just the two of them. These moments were so rare that they cherished them even more.

“I’ll get your present, close your eyes,” Farah smiled.

“Just let me look for mine and I’ll close my eyes,” Saul teased her, smirking.

He went into their bedroom, slightly trembling with fear. He’d never given a present like this before, for the simple reason that Farah was his first –and perhaps only– love, and he was dreading spoiling the moment due to anxiety. But he pulled himself together; he was going to do everything in his power to ensure that Farah was happy with his gift. He lifted a board from under their bed, which only he knew one could hide things underneath, and took out a sheet of paper. Then he returned to the living room.

Farah had only just returned from her office, but Saul had already closed his eyes. She handed him the small package, which Saul hastily unwrapped after reopening his eyes. It was a small jewellery case containing a magnificent silver signet ring with a labradorite stone. ‘This stone is supposed to bring protection to its owner. I thought it would be appropriate for you.’ A tear of joy rolled down Saul’s cheek. He went over to her and kissed her tenderly, giving her a big, warm hug. Then she said: ‘Come on, give me your gift!’. Her partner told her to sit, then Saul knelt down and started to read his paper with the best diction he could muster:

“With you I am at ease:

the faint clocks idly strike,

just as in olden days.

Come tell me of a love -

but simply not aloud.

Somewhere a gate's unclosed

out in the flower breeze.

Night listens at the panes.

Let us stay quiet now:

no one knows us so.”

“It’s a German poem originally. Bloom gave me the idea and she translated it for me.”

Farah’s heart began to pound wildly. Saul had just read her a poem. She didn’t know Saul had this poetic side and she was all the happier for it. She didn’t have the words to express what she was feeling. All she could do was hold her partner as tightly as she could. They were in their bubble of comfort and love and nobody could take that away from them.

They spent the rest of the evening playing their new boardgames, listening to songs that were dear to both Farah and Saul and eating cookies. It was just fine.

#winxsource #fate the winx saga #ftwsholidayexchange #farah dowling #saul silva #bloom peters #sky of eraklyon #terra harvey #ben harvey #sam harvey #fluff #fanfiction #silrah