#and then he started getting growth spurts and started teasing her over it

[fierymiasma]

⨯ A Little Game // Sebastian x f!MC x Ominis - Silver Trio ⨯ Part 2

Summary: Ominis and Sebastian start the game of wooing the hero of Hogwarts. It's too bad that she's too dim to see it.

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She still couldn't believe how much Sebastian and Ominis had changed over the summer…the flirty personalities, the growth spurts, their sudden, stunning attractiveness.  No one but her seemed perturbed by the newfound oddness of her the two Slytherin boys.  Natty had scoffed at her concerns ("That's just what puberty does to boys").  But the hero of Hogwarts knew better.  There was only one possible explanation…

…Sebastian and Ominis were both cursed by some type of evil ancient magic spell.

Nibbling on her quill, the hero of Hogwarts pretended to be listening along to Professor Binns's dull droning.  Back ramrod straight, her glazed eyes stared ahead at the blackboard.  Her thoughts whirled a mile a minute.  Something nefarious was happening to her two best friends.  Maybe it was Polyjuice potion, or some type of imperio, cursed objects…or a magic so ancient and evil it had not yet even been named.  Yes, something strange indeed was happening to her boys.  And she was going to get down to the bottom of the mystery if it was the very last thi-

"You've been quiet all morning." A silky smooth voice practically whispered in her ear.

It was foolish to even attempt to think rationally around someone as effortlessly attractive as Ominis.  The hero of Hogwarts stared straight ahead at the indecipherable blackboard, ignoring her urge to look at Ominis.  She hadn't been prepared for the intensity of the boy's appearance at King's Cross.  She wasn't going to make that mistake twice.  

Her mouth felt so dry. It was still a struggle to come to terms with how unfairly gorgeous he became.  "Ominis, I'm trying to pay attention to the lecture.  Don't distract me."

The corner of his lips tugged upwards.  Bitingly sarcastic, he replied, "Ah, yes, the lecture…and tell me…what are we learning about today?"

"Um…"  Her tongue darted out licking her dry lips.  “We’re learning…um…history?”

"’Learning history?”  His voice dripped with amusement.  "In our History of Magic Class?"

The back of her neck tingled with embarrassment.  Her heart ached, begging to sneak a peek at Ominis's amused expression. 

Perhaps sensing her unease, Ominis lightened up on the teasing.  He leaned closer, concerned.  Their clothed elbows briefly brushed against each other.  Blood traveled to her cheeks.  Was that a careless mistake or an intentional act to rile her up?

Ominis's voice was so gentle.  "Is everything all right?"

 'Was everything all right?'  What type of question was that?  Her two best friends have all of a sudden gotten possessed by…some type of magical…well by something!  And Ominis was just sitting here nonchalantly, completely not bothered.  She folded her arms, "Why wouldn't everything be all right?  You think something is wrong with me?" 

She couldn’t stop herself from glancing at his expression.  Immediately, she regretted it.  His face was so soft.  A brow furrowed in gentle concern.  "Sebastian and I are just worried, is all.  You haven't been acting yourself lately.  Sebastian told me that you weren't at breakfast today-"

Her heart lept into her throat. So the two of them noticed that she was avoiding them.

"-You must be famished.  Lucky for you, I saved you your favorite: apple tarts."

With a minuscule flick of his wrist, Ominis summoned the pastries out of his bag.  They floated smoothly in front of her, gracefully avoiding Professor Binns’s notice.

She blinked.  She…had never told anyone that her favorite pastries were apple tarts.  How did Ominis find out?  "O-Ominis you shouldn't have.  Really, this is too much."

Ominis snorted, "It was hardly anything.  It's not like I made it myself."

Before she could politely refuse the thoughtful gesture, her stomach grumbled loudly.  It was so loud and embarrassing, cutting through the dull droning of Professor Binns lecture.  Several heads turned towards her.  Her classmates hid their snickers behind their hands. 

Blushing furiously, the hero of Hogwarts tried to shovel the food into her mouth as fast as possible, forgoing any need to breathe.

Ominis chuckled.  It was a well-known fact that the hero of Hogwarts was one of the messiest eaters in the whole school.  Even without vision, he knew that she had made a mess. 

His voice was light and teasing.  "I believe you got something on your face."  With his thumb, Ominis wiped away the apple syrup that he knew was hanging on the corner of her mouth.  His tongue licked the pad of his thumb, chasing the remnants of tarty sweetness.  Unable to look away from him, she unapologetically stared at him quite openly.  Her eyes traced his movements, watching how his mouth would suck on his elegant fingers.  She shivered.  What else could Ominis do with his mouth?

"It tastes just as good as I thought it would."  Ominis commented. 

Oh bloody hell.  Did Ominis happen to spend his summer in France with callgirls or was he always so indecent?  The only thing that he could do that would be more scandalous would be if they fucked on the table right now.

No…N-no…don’t think about that sort of thing.

Stiffly, she turned her attention back to the humdrum crooning of Professor Binns.  The pair of them sat together, both of them aching for something beyond the confines of the dull classroom. 

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Minutes, hours, and days have gone back since "the apple tart incident.  Time made it all too easy for her guard to be slowly crumble around her.  Whatever, it was that happened in the "History of Magic" had clearly been some collective visual hallucination that they all shared in that they shall never, ever speak about.  Sure, Sebastian and Ominis were still acting quite strange.  The accidental touches, the gazes full of knowing and intent…

…But beyond those, nothing so scandalous as the incident.  So, she could hardly be blamed for being ill-prepared for things to come. It was supposed to be a normal potions class, how bad could it possibly be?

"Class, today we'll be studying the effects of Amortentia."

Oh, bollocks. 

She could practically feel the overwhelming weight of Sebastian's gaze on the back of her head.  She refused to look back at the potions station where the Slytherins were at.

Fuck.  This…this could be bad.

Not for the first time, the hero of Hogwarts was glad that Garreth was her potions partner.  It was easier to have a very private melt down when the Gryffindor boy was exploding a potion next to her.

As Professor Sharp explained the nuances of potion-making, she whispered to the boy standing next to her.  "Garreth, you and me, pal, for old time's sake?”

He grimaced before whispering back.  “Sorry, Natty just asked before class, and I already said yes.  Apparently she’s super behind and needs some help.  Some other time, yeah?”

Her head whipped around the room looking for Natty.  Sure enough, her backstabbing friend had a shit eating grin.  Standing in the Professor's blind side, Natty gave her a secretive thumbs up.  Her jaw dropped.  Unbelievable.  Even her closest friends were conspiring against her.  The savior of Hogwarts responded in a very mature, very adult way by flipping Natty the bird.

As Sharp's instructions ended, the rest of her classmates started splitting up into their usual pairs.  Her head whipped back and forth as she started to truly panic.  Her poor little heart could not handle the emotional turmoil of brewing Amortentia under the piercing gaze of her "friends".  Under absolutely no circumstances, could she be paired up with either Sebastian or Ominis.

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….Well, lucky for her, she was not paired up with either Sebastian or Ominis.

Unfortunately, she was put into a three person group with BOTH Sebastian and Ominis. 

It was very strange that there was an odd number of students today.  It wasn't typical for Poppy to get sick out of the blue.

Listlessly stirring the nearly completed potion, she continued to ignore the two Slytherin boys.  She had done a fantastic job of ignoring them for the past two hours, and she planned on continuing her silence until the class was over. She wasn’t sure what Amortentia was supposed to smell like.  No doubt it was impossible to even ask someone else.  But she wondered if its aroma was supposed to be so…confusingly complex. 

As its characteristic spirals evaporated into steam, she recognized the comforting pillows of the Undercroft, a familiar heady cologne, and the earthy fragrance of something very masculine. 

But, as she stirred the potion with her wand, its aroma changed into the scent of rich parchment from library books, explosive gunpowder, and a deep musk that definitely reminded of someone very familiar to her.

"What do you smell?"  Sebastian asked, his tone sickeningly innocent.

Her whole body went red.  She hadn’t even noticed the other boy sneaking up on her.  "Never you mind, Sebastian Sallow."  Sebastian's eyes were wide and bright, almost twinkling with mirth.  "It's not like I could even pick it out anyway." She haughtily mumbled under her breath.

Ominis was on the other side of her.  Again, did he suddenly lose all concept of personal space?  "Sebastian can't help be curious, that's all."

She jumped.  Her feet stumbled back clumsily, only to bump her back against Sebastian's hard torso.  Blushing, she quickly pivoted away from him.  When did his body become so firm?  What on earth was that boy eating?

She was being flanked on both sides.  Sebastian to her left, Ominis to her right, with no escape from the conversation. She couldn't help but gape.  Were they…teaming up on her?

No…they couldn't be…

Their sixth year had been a horrendous nightmare for their collective friendship.  It started all from Solomon's death, and the animosity continued to spiral out of control. Ominis and Sebastian constantly at each other's throats, fighting over the silliest things and stupidest of arguments.  As the meditator, she would always find herself squished in the middle, like a doll they were forced to share with each other.  Why, she could recall a few moments where Sebastian literally tugged on her arm to pull her away from Ominis's side.

"I don't understand. Last year you two were constantly fighting, always at each other's throats-"

"Oh we certainly were at each other's throats." Sebastian parroted, a wide grin plastered on his face.

Ominis flushed deeply, hand subconsciously rubbing the side of his neck.

She blinked stupidly.  It seems like over the summer they had come to an agreement though she wasn't sure what exactly it entailed. 

"Now, let's stop avoiding questions, shall we?  What do you smell?"  Sebastian asked again.

"T-That is very private, Sallow!"  She felt lightheaded.  "I-it's not like people go around telling each other Amortentia smells like!"

"Hmmm….she's hiding secrets, Ominis."

"She is indeed."  Ominis  towered over her, and the savior of Hogwarts was reminded, yet again, of how tall he had gotten.  Why, she would have to stand on her tippy toes in order to kiss him.

Her face bloomed into an even brighter shade of red.  Stop.  Don't think about kissing best friends, no matter how hot they have gotten.

"I happen to think that our dear friend might recognize Amorentia's scent."  Ominis drawled.

"Oh?"  Sebastian arched a pretty eyebrow.

"Yes, perhaps it smells like someone we know…someone she must keep secret from us." 

Sebastian hummed.  His pink tongue dipping out to lick his bottom lip.  "Or…maybe someones?"

Her stomach dropped.  Natty had once described to her how some lions in Africa would play with their gazelles before eating them.

This is what they must feel like.

She puffed out her chest and put on a brave face.  Two could play at this game.  "Well, why don't you two tell me what you guys smell, if you both care so much.  It's not fair for me to share without you saying anything."

She expected them to falter, and stammer over their false bravado.  No doubt, they would lighten up on their teasing and the three of them could go on their merry way and pretend this incident had never happened. 

But it seemed as if she only walked into a trap.

An irrepressible smile was on Sebastian's face.  “I can smell the Undercroft, our Slytherin dorm room, and expensive cologne."

The description….matched very closely to the aroma that she smelled, with some minor differences.  It was impossible to hide her blush.  Sebastian's eyes dipped down, unabashedly staring at her lips.  "And I can smell something else that's soft and sweet."  She couldn’t help but duck the lower half of her face between her scarf, trying to shield herself from Sebastian’s predatory gaze.

Sebastian’s eyes flitted to Ominis, “‘Nis, what does the potion smell like to you?”

“Leather bound books, something smokey that reminds me of Bombarda-"

She tried not to look in Sebastian’s direction.  That was Sebastian's favorite spell.

“…and honeysuckle perfume and apple tarts.”

Her stomach flipped over, and an uncontrollable flush of heat melted into her entire body.  She was trapped under the intense attention of the two boys in front of her.  Oh dear Merlin.  

She did what any rational and logical person would do in her shoes.

"Um…Professor Sharp, I…I think I"m getting sick.  I'm going to the Hospital Wing."  Before the Professor could even respond, she fled from the scene.  Her poor heart was about to explode.

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[bandgie]

The Spell of the Night

Huening Kai x fem!reader

synopsis: Being reunited with your best friend after years is an emotional trip. Everyone's gotten older and bigger with stories to tell, especially her little brother. Was he always that hot? anon ask!

warnings: MDNI 18+, age gap (reader is older), nonidol au, reader catches Kai jerking the ween, reader watches Kai masterbate, nipple play (m!), very brief over stimulation (m!), cum eating (f!)

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It was exciting meeting your closest friend after so many years. College forced you two apart, and after finally establishing a career, you were able to see each other again. 

You were filled with excitement and some nervousness as you stood outside her front door. From what you gathered, she still lives with her parents. Not only would you be meeting her for the first time in almost 7 years, but her siblings. 

The door opened before you even rang the doorbell. Lea stood there with a huge smile on her face, already squealing from happiness. 

"That's my favorite noona!" She screamed before practically jumping in your arms. Your weight was thrown back before you collected yourself, hugging her back just as fiercely. Whatever nervousness you had felt when arriving completely dissipated into love. Complete adoration for your dearest friend.

It took a few good minutes for excited chatter and happy tears to simmer down. She, along with Bahiyyih, were making dinner just before your arrival. You took a seat at the dinner table while they cooked.

"It's so weird to see you cook Hiyyih," you tell the youngest sister. 

She looks back for a moment and smiles, "Is it?"

You nod, "Totally is. I remember me and Lea babysitting you whenever we hung out. We just put you in front of a TV and called it a day."

Laughter echoed in the house from the memories. "That's not my fault!" Lea protests jokingly. "You're older than me, you should've known better!" 

You roll your eyes at her jab, "I'm not that old. I still look 16."

More laughs tumble from your mouths. It feels good to be back, it feels right. The Huening family always welcomed you with open arms even if you were a few grades above Lea. You could recall spending countless nights at her place, eating the dinner her parents prepared. Reminiscing made you want to ugly cry in the best way possible.

"Do you mind if I use your restroom? I gotta tinkle."

"Of course!" Lea sounds shocked that you would even ask. "It's down the hall second door on the right. Make sure you wipe. I don't want to see any piss stains."

You playfully stick your tongue out at her before getting up from your seat. The house remains the same, save for the newer pictures that hang on the walls. You can tell they’re in chronological order as you descend further in the hall. What a beautiful family, you think.

It's strange seeing the Huening siblings grow into adults. They look the same, but so different all at the same time. It's a trip for you to watch the people you grew up with...grow up. 

It's even weirder seeing how Kai has aged. He still has the sideways smile, but he's definitely matured. A strong nose, jawline, and plump lips. It also seems like he's had quite the growth spurt judging by how he towers over his siblings in family photos.

You recall Kai being a little annoying. He always wanted to join what you and Lea were doing, no matter how much Lea complained. You didn't mind at first, you understand how younger siblings always want to copy their older one. But you started to notice how Kai wanted to stand next to you when sitting in a circle, he wanted to play the Dad if you were the Mom, he wanted you to look at all the cool tricks he could do even if he's shown you a million times. 

Lea would tease Kai about his crush on you, and you would awkwardly watch him deny with rose tinted cheeks. 

That very same boy is a man now, a handsome one at that. It intrigues you to see how he's turned out, but you have yet to see him tonight. You shove the thought away before turning to your task at hand. 

You reach the second door and twist the knob. Rather than seeing a toilet, you're greeted with Kai laying in his bed. A hand in his pants with vicious jerking movements. His head whips to see who entered his room unannounced. You only see the fear in his eyes for less than a second before slamming the door.

"Sorry," you quip before dashing back to the kitchen. 

Your quick footsteps prompt both Lea and Bahiyyih to look in your direction when you arrive.

"What's up?" Lea's first to question you.

I just caught your brother jerking off, I want to gauge my eyes out. But instead you say, "That wasn't the bathroom."

"No?" Lea's eyebrows come together confused. "The second door to the left?" "Left?" You question. "You said right." Lea purses her lips, "Oh shit. Did I?"

"You did," Bahiyyih interjects. She lifts the pot to see how the soup is boiling. "You dummy."

"Well you could have said something, but didn't. So, you're the dummy."

Their sibling banter is muffled in your ears. All you can hear is how your heart thumps in your heart, how sweaty your hands got, the way your mind keeps replying the scene over in your head. 

Dark hair over Kai's face, lips slightly parted from the silent moans leaving his mouth, the way his hips were slightly arched off his bed like he couldn't help but thrust into his own fist. It replayed over and over, until your conscience decided to throw an image of you on top of him.

You had to physically shake your head to rid the image. You felt like vomiting, yet the salivating in your mouth was far from grossed out. 

"Anywho, I'm so sorry about that," Lea frowns. "It's across that one, but dinner's pretty much ready. I don't know if you wanna wait."

Before you can answer, heavy footsteps make their way to the kitchen. A part of you wants to remain with your back turned to him, but Bahiyyih makes his presence known immediately. 

"There he is! Finally out of your hole huh?" 

Kai looks embarrassed, the familiar red twinge on his face as he tsks as his little sister. "Shut up."

"Kai," Lea leaves the kitchen to make her way to him. "You remember my friend don't you? She used to come over all the time. We used to dress you up, remember that?"

Kai turns a shade redder upon hearing the memory, one you had completely forgotten until now. Flashes of putting dresses on Kai, applying too much makeup, and making him do the catwalk go through your mind. You cringe and groan, burying your face in your hands. 

"Oh my god," you say exasperatedly. "I totally forgot about that. Why did you remind me?"

Since Kai's crush on you was so obvious, Lea and you tended to use that information to your advantage. Making him do little errands for you, making him do embarrassing dares, and spending his allowance money on you.

Even if Kai winces at the memories, he still would have done anything to see you smile.

Both you and Kai are a blushing mess. Given that you just saw him jerking his cock and forced to remember the humiliating past of your actions. 

"Yeah Lea. I remember." Kai finally breaks the silence, walking to the dinner table where Bahiyyih is setting the food. "Okay reminiscing is over and dinner is served! Come eat."

Dinner isn't as awkward as you anticipated. Yes, Kai is sitting across from you doing everything in his power to not look at you. And yes, everytime your eyes catch his hands you imagine them wrapped around his cock. And yes, you notice your underwear is slightly damp. Still, there's no tension in the air as you four laugh, talk, and gossip about your new adult lives. 

All of you help clean up, separating the chores amongst yourselves. It's around this time that you begin feeling sleepy, the jet lag catching up to you. Lea sees you yawn and suggests that you all take an early night. You want to protest and say you can stay up, but your eyes are burning from keeping them open. You agree.

Sleep does not come easy. Whether it's because of the jetlag or sleeping in a new place, you don't know. It must be past midnight now, and Lea is fast asleep on her bed when you peer from the futon on the floor. 

Quietly, you stand. You tiptoe your way to the kitchen for a glass of water. Coming out of the hall, you can hear the faint sound of the TV on. You slow your steps and look into the living room. The TV is on, and you can make out the black head of hair that sits on the couch. 

You take one more step and the floorboard creaks under you. Kai's head whips back to see you, surprise in his eyes. He lowers the volume quickly, "Sorry. Was it loud?"

You shake your head, "Not at all. I was just getting water."

He nods, turning his attention back to the screen. Now the air has turned tense. Despite being as quiet as possible, you feel as though everything you do is loud. Even your mere presence screams in the dimly lit kitchen. Kai doesn't feel much better. The scenes playing on the TV go unnoticed. He keeps looking from his peripheral vision to see what you're doing, straining his ears to hear your movements. 

You almost sigh in relief when you finish filling your glass. You want nothing more than to get out of this awkward situation. As you turn to make your way back to the hall, you realize that it's going to be this strained throughout your stay. It's better to get it off your chest now so you don't have to walk on eggshells when you're supposed to be having fun.

With a new purpose, you instead make your way to the couch. Kai notices this, but opts to keep his head focused on the TV until you speak. 

"Do you have a minute?"

He's sweating. His shaky eyes glance to yours before nodding, muting the channel. Kai wipes his palms on his sweats when you take a seat by him. "What's up?"

You tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, setting the glass down on the coffee table in front of you. "I just uh, want to apologize...for earlier." His ears turn red. "I should have knocked." You continue. "I was just trying to go to the bathroom, but Lea told me the wrong side." There's a pause. "Anywho, that's my fault. I didn't see anything anyway, well, kinda but not a lot."

Kai nods again, eyes wide and lips parted. "No, it's my fault. I should have locked the door. No, I shouldn't have even been...doing that. It's disgusting I know, and-"

"Disgusting?" You interrupt him. "Sorry, I don't mean to cut you off, but I never said it was disgusting. I wasn't expecting it, yes, but I wasn't necessarily disgusted by it." Which is true. If anything, you were turned on by it. 

"Oh," his voice is small. "Sorry. But still, I shouldn't have if I knew you were coming."

His confession makes your eyebrow rise. "You knew I was coming and still jerked it? Hyuka I didn't take you for such a perv." You softly laugh while Kai looks down to hide his flushed cheeks. 

"I was just...excited..." Kai mumbles. 

Your laughter fades, now seriously surprised and somewhat interested in what he said. "Excited? What does that mean?"

Fuck, he shouldn't have said that. Kai's fiddling with his finger as he tries to think of something to say. "Excited like...to know you were coming back. My sisters didn't tell me you were coming until today, like just a few hours before you came. And I just...yeah."

You hum, pretending to understand. You do understand, but the concept is hard to wrap around your head. "So, do you normally jerk off at the thought of me?"

"Shut- Stop saying that!" Kai whisper-yells. His little tantrum has you giggling. You have to keep a hand over your mouth to keep quiet. Maybe it's due to the late hours of the night, but you're far from grossed out by the conversation. It makes you want to know more, to hear more, maybe to see more. 

"Can I ask why?"

Kai should say no. Tell you that he's actually delirious from lack of sleep. Instead, he nods. Maybe he's also under the spell of the late night. "It was pretty obvious when we were younger, but I was like...in love with you. Followed you like a dog, I honestly hate the memory sometimes. But I just liked you a lot back then, and when I heard that you were staying, it just kinda all came back. It was like I needed to get it out of my system."

After years of an unrequited love, Kai had finally confessed to you. Or at least confessed what he felt for you in the past. It's a lot to unpack, but you aren't that surprised. To hear it come from his lips though, it sends shivers down your spine. 

"And how about now?" You ask, dropping your voice a little lower. "Is it out of your system?" Now you're playing with fire. There's a little voice telling you to stop, but Kai's big eyes and red face are too cute to pass up. 

He gulps. "What do you mean?" 

"I think you know what I mean." You scoot closer to him, placing a hand on his knee while the other rests behind his neck. "I'll tell you a secret too Hyuka." You lean into his ear, letting your lips graze the shell of his ear. 

"I liked it."

That's all the convincing he needs to shimmy his joggers off. You move your hand so he can let the material pool at his ankles. He pulls his boxers down just enough to his cock to pop out. You hum approvingly at the sight, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. 

He's not all the way hard, but you can watch him grow in real time. Kai's cock literally comes to life before your eyes, his pale pink tip blushing from the attention. His hand travels down to grab himself at the base of his cock. You place your hand back on his bare thigh, running your fingers up and down his skin.

"Y-you really liked it?" Kai stutters. His hazy, hopefully eyes scan your face. It's as though he's trying to detect any lie from your expression. "Mhm," you confirm. "A lot. Made me so wet."

Kai quietly moans at your admission. He pumps himself slowly, letting the skin of his cock cover his tip completely before pulling it back down. You lean your head on his shoulder, watching how his hand drags up and down his dick. 

Should anyone come out from the hall, all they would see are the back of your heads watching the muted TV. In a way, you are watching a show. Kai is eager to put on a good performance for you, going as far as to lift his shirt so your hand could splay across his stomach. 

You turn your head so you could kiss and lick his neck, watching how he shivers at the sensation. Teasingly, you bite down on his soft skin. Kai gasps at the pain, a near sob on his tongue. 

"Don't. I'm sensitive there." He pleads with you. It makes you want to play with him more, to push him to where he can't possibly stay quiet. You obey him though, returning to your spot in watching him jerk off. 

He's completely hard now, breathing heavy as he strokes himself. Your pussy is weeping from loneliness, begging to be filled. Kai's cock looks perfectly made for you. It's slightly curved at the crown, a thick head that you know would be delicious stretching you out. You're already walking a thin line by watching him masterbate in the living room, it would be stupid of you to ride him here too.

So stupid, but that doesn't mean you can't think about it.

Your hand travels up his chest to tweak his nipples. They harden at your touch, and he moans at how your thumb rubs them in circles. "Can I play with these? Or are you sensitive here too?" You tease. Kai shakes his head, scared to give a verbal in answer in fear of moaning too loud. 

His hand speeds up when you pinch his nipples. Kai arches his back and squeezes his eyes shut. His chest is turning a blossoming pink from your rough touches. As an apology, you lean down and lick over his bud. Your warm tongue startles him for a moment. Kai relishes in the feeling of your soft tongue soothing him. How you kiss and suck his chest. You let your tongue roll over his nipple before sharply sucking it. 

Kai twitches and his hips stutter. He knew he was a little sensitive there, but not like this. It's even more evident when he whines as you place his bud between your teeth, gently pulling at it. You let it go with a soft smack sound from your lips.

Now it's swollen and red. His nipple looks so pretty decorated like this, it's a shame you can't properly reach the other one. You look back to his hand furiously stroking himself. Your thighs rub together at the sight. 

You lay your head back down on his check, kissing his chest. Your lips run over his nipple while your hand plays with the other. You're caught between wanting to watch him and keep sucking him. Kai's cock is leaking so much precum that you can hear every move, every stroke he does. 

"Fuck, noona. I'm gonna cum."

Immediately, you pick up your head. Kai softly whines at the feeling of his chest being abandoned, but your hand goes back down past his cock. You hold his heavy balls in your hand, massaging and squeezing it encouragingly. 

It only takes a few more pumps before his hips thrust upwards, white spurts being released from his tip. The first string of cum lands on his chest, mixing with his bruised pecs. The second one lands on his lower stomach and abdomen, and the final few spill over his cock. 

The beautiful sight that has you grinding against his thigh. Kai breathes heavily, soft mewls tumbling from his mouth and he slows his movements. You stop playing with his sack and take a swipe of his cum on your finger. 

Kai watches with tired eyes as you taste him. Your tongue swishes the flavor over your taste buds, mixing it with your saliva before you swallow it. Then you dip your head down to his chest, licking up all his release. 

"Wait! You don't have to. I can-"

"Shh," you silence him. "You're being loud. I know I don't have to, I want to."

Kai's stunned as he stares at you eating his cum. You make your way down to his soft cock, quickly popping it in your mouth just to get the last bit. His hips shy away from your hot lips, a clear sign that he can't handle another touch to his dick. 

You swallow the final strings of cum before reaching for your water. It's a pity really, all of this wasted when he could have finished inside of you. 

Turning back to Kai, you can see that he's completely spent. If you asked for him to play with your cunt, he most likely would. No, he absolutely would. There was no way in hell Kai would pass up the opportunity to touch you. Your better judgment catches up to you, as well as his post nut clarity. 

If you thought your stay was going to be awkward before, you can't imagine what it's going to be like now.

#smut #txt asks #txt smut #txt imagines #kai txt #txt #tomorrow x together smut #tomorrow x together #hueningkai smut #huening kai x reader #txt huening kai #huening kai #hueningkai #txt soobin #yeonjun #txt beomgyu #txt taehyun #txt x reader #choi yeonjun #kai smut #kai huening #huening txt #yeonjun smut

[harlowcomehome]

It’s not that serious! :

October fics!

Requested by @hoodharlow

The cries of your seven-month-old daughter filled the house as you and Jack tried to find the Halloween candy you had bought for this year.

Hazel was still far too young to go trick or treating so you and Jack opted for a quiet night at home.

“Is she hungry?” Jack was stressed, and the sounds of his daughter wailing were not helping.

“No, she’s just tired and needs a nap” you sighed, putting her into a baby carrier against your body before you helped Jack look for the candy.

“I think you took it to the studio? Didn’t you keep the boxes there?” You suddenly remembered and Jack nodded quickly shuffling to the studio to get them. 

Hazel was dressed in a black onesie that had a cobweb design on it. Maggie had bought it for her as the words “my first Halloween” were stitched across it.

“I’m so excited, we better get a lot this year” Jack smiled as he struggled to balance the abundance of boxes he had in his hands.

“You decorated the outside of our house for hours, I’ll be so offended if nobody shows up” you teased.

“Me too!”

Jack had gone all out, hiring a team to decorate as well as helping them himself. He had seen videos online of people decorating the outsides of their houses with twelve-foot skeletons and had to get one immediately.

You bounced Hazel up and down until she started to fall asleep against your chest.

“Do you think the doorbell will bother her?” He was worried as she was going through a growth spurt and having a hard time staying asleep.

“I doubt it, I can put her in her bassinet and bring the baby monitor out here though” you smiled knowing how much tonight meant to Jack.

Jack walked over to you placing a kiss on your forehead and one on the top of Hazel's head before you walked to her room, placing her in the bassinet.

You heard the doorbell ring, rushing to the living room so you and Jack could greet the trick-or-treaters together.

You were met with a group of kids, there were four of them. Two were dressed in princess costumes, one was a ninja turtle and another was a zombie.

“I love your costume little man” Jack smiled at the ninja turtle.

“ Leonardo?” You questioned as the door shut.

“You remembered the blue one is Leonardo?” He clutched his chest dramatically making you giggle.

As the night went on, you and Jack had seen every costume imaginable, you felt like your eyes had begun to cross.

A child in a pirate costume came to the door alone, his mother waiting at the end of your driveway. You assumed he was Jack Sparrow, you’d seen that costume a few times tonight.

The first time he knocked on the door he had a hat on, the second time his eye patch covered his right eye.

“Am I crazy or did that kid already come by?” Jack asked as he shut the door.

You held back a laugh, truthfully you had noticed the same kid had come by twice but you doubted he’d have the audacity to do it a third time.

Jack shook his head, thinking maybe he was being dramatic but it wasn’t until the doorbell rang and he saw the same child in a pirate costume for the third time that he knew he wasn’t being dramatic.

When he opened the door, the kid smiled at him, his canine teeth both missing.

“Trick or treat!” His eye patch had moved eyes now.

“Didn't you already come by? Twice?” Jack furrowed his brow, picking the least favorite candy bar and putting it in his overflowing pumpkin pail.

“Nope,” the kid chuckled, turning his back to leave.

You were surprised that Jack asked that, nudging him with your elbow.

Jack didn’t acknowledge you but pulled his cell phone out immediately after the door shut. He was checking the cameras that sat facing the street.

The kid and his mom were now taking his pirate vest off, trying to change the outfit entirely.

“Hell no” Jack walked over to the porch light, immediately shutting it off.

“Jack, it’s not that serious!” You laughed knowing he was being drastic. You checked the baby monitor before turning your attention back to him.

“I’m not about to look like a clown, I didn’t dress up as one” his brow furrowed as he watched the mother and son walk back down the street through his camera.

“You knew when we handed out full-size candy bars that the kids would do that” you teased and he shook his head, clearly authentically bothered.

“Are you beefing with a child right now?” You giggled, not believing how serious he was actually taking it.

“Yes! That’s not cool!” He scoffed making you shake your head as he turned the porch light back on.

“He’s probably like eight!”

“But his moms like fourty-two, she’s trying to fight” he rolled his eyes before opening the door for a new batch of trick or treaters.

#Jack Harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagines #jack harlow blurb #Jack Harlow fan fic #hoodharlow #fic requests

[crisiscutie]

Can I request a scenario where darling knew young Sephiroth and she likes to tease him for being shorter than her. They part ways due to their work, but meet again after several years.

But this time, darling is surprised by how tall Sephiroth is, like waaaay taller than her and now he enjoys teasing her back.

The Ever Cutie and his big sister/nee-san darling prompt? On my birthday!? 💜 Let's get right into this.

You've known Sephiroth since you were both little kids, with you being four years older. You two were allowed to occasionally play with each other.

Your mother, a dedicated scientist, played a crucial role in the development of the new generation of SOLDIER. Among the subjects, Sephiroth stood out, she had been studying him a lot with other scientists.

Sephiroth's deep attachment to you had grown to such an extent that he had even once secretly followed you and your mother home after your playdate. He vanished from the building without a trace, leaving everyone wondering how he did it. Your mother got so much in trouble for it when she returned him.

It's a funny incident that the two of you and everyone around you loved reminiscing about as time goes on.

You knew from an early age that Sephiroth lacked normalcy in his life, so you do your best to introduce it to him, whenever you can.

During lunch times, you indulged him with your secret stashes of candies and other treats, while also introducing him to games like hide and seek, that evoked his hunting instincts from his training. (You had to get him out of that mindset when it was time to play)

After Sephiroth has shown so much promise, the older generation of SOLDIERS started to get phased out, them mostly being gone by your teens.

You yourself were offered a mentorship role for Sephiroth and other new SOLDIERS because of your mother. Nepotism for the win, right?

By the virtue of being older than him AND an early bloomer, you just had to poke fun at Sephy and his height when you hit your teens. In your eyes, he will always be your sweet little brother.

His habit of bumping into you due to the height difference always made him so flushed and flustered, especially when you tease him about it.

During your late teens, it was a little easier to give him some normalcy by inviting him over to your apartment for dinner and other activities, as you had more opportunities to do so. You definitely weren't responsible for his love of lasagna. Nope.

One unforgettable day, etched in your memory, was when he gave you a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with joy as he noticed the change in your eye color. It's so similar to his now. You were happy that you finally got your mako injections, and to your relief, your body adapted well to them. You had to show Sephiroth your new mako eyes.

Unbeknownst to you, this brought him solace, as he realized he now shared a resemblance to a loved one. It made him feel like he belonged. Like he can actually be your younger brother.

Later on, your time together became less as Sephiroth trained and you focused on your own growth as a SOLDIER and a mentor those younger than you.

After Sephiroth deployed to Rhadore, you saw little to none of him in the following years. You were both sad, but also understood your separation was necessary for your duties.

During a mission briefing years later, you couldn't believe your eyes when you saw your sweet little brother, who had an unusual growth spurt. You knew he changed greatly, but it was still a whiplash from the young boy he once was.

From a distance, it appeared as though he had not only grown a whole foot taller, but had also let his silver hair grow out, it now nearly reaching his ankles. His physique had become more muscular, and he had become the most famous person in the entire world.

It was impossible for you not to feel a sense of pride for him.

But there's no way he'd recognize you after everything that's happened to him in the past years.

Yet after the briefing, you heard someone unexpectedly call your name. As you turned around, your eyes met his strapped, muscular chest.

Without any warning, his eyes lit up mischievously, transforming his surprise into a playful expression.

"You're shorter than I remembered, darling."

Your face turned red and pouty.

"I'm not short! You're just too tall now!" You said, as you playfully hit his chest.

You were wearing heels and somehow Sephiroth STILL towered over you.

Without warning, you pulled him into a heartfelt hug afterward, your tears of joy trailing down his chest.

He seemed taken aback by the sudden hug as his hands hovered around your waist, but he secretly appreciated it.

You two had little time to catch up, as Sephiroth had to deploy for his next mission. But the memory of this reunion will be enough to hold him over until next time you two meet...

By the way, it may just be me, but Young EC Sephy doesn't seem that particularly short going by his battle model. Anyways, I love this AU and wouldn't mind working on it more for EC/7R verse.

#sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth x reader #final fantasy x reader #crisis cutie #Fluffy Sephiroth #ever cutie #ff7r #ff7 ever crisis #final fantasy vii #c.c rambles

[overtail]

Can u do zuko x tall reader headcanons? Her being his height or an inch taller??

i mean I'll do that but way taller since Zuko is canonically 5'3...................

he's our short king guys

Zuko x Tall Reader Headcannons

pre-book 3 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

-zuko was always taller than you as a kid

-he was always teasing you since you were such a short girl

-over summer break, when you and your family went on a trip when you two were 11, you came back extremely tall

-'pre-teen growth spurt I guess?'

-he always felt very inferior to you

-you just kept getting taller as the months went on

-when you signed up to fight in the army, you were teased and called a boy by the others in training

-zuko always defended you, and made sure you felt like a girl

-he would get you flowers, try to get dresses for you, and would always call you his 'girl best friend', even though you were his only friend

-when he was sent on the mission to find the Avatar when he was 13, you couldnt accompany him

-you were devastated, even going as far as trying to quit your soldier training

-but when he left, you gave up on your efforts

-you worked hard, writing letters to zuko that were never sent

-you celebrated his birthday, buying gifts that collected up in the closet of your bedroom

-everyday you believed he would come back

-but he never did

-you gave up after about 2 years

-you tried to focus on your work of becoming a soldier, graduating at 13

-you were the most versatile and strongest because of your height, and you were the top of your ranks

book 3 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

-over three years later, zuko returned

-his hair was longer, his scar was fully healed at this point

-he was taller now, but not by much. you still towered over him

-he didn't recognize you at first. you of course knew it was him, since the announcement of his arrival was spread throughout the kingdom

-since you were the most trusted by your commander, you were assigned to guard zuko

-you waved awkwardly at him, and the only thing that confused him was that such a tall person has such a feminine figure

-he didn't see your face under the helmet, so that added to the non recognition

-'y/n?'

-he hugged you the moment you took off your helmet, waving back

-you were maybe 2 or 3 inches taller than him

-though it had been 3 years, it was like you were back at iroh's house, learning how to play pai sho

-'you're a soldier now? sick'

-he was already happy that he had his honor back, but seeing you made him ecstatic

-every say you two would take walks around the palace

-you two would eat lunch together, visit the village

-until he started dating mai

-you held no grudge against her - she was a lot like zuko

-you were happy that he met his other half, someone so indifferent to him

-that's what made you jealous

-you two stopped hanging out like regular

-'wanna get lunch?' 'I'm going on a picnic with mai'

-the title friend slowly faded into just being his bodyguard

-🔞it was always so awkward hearing him and mai get up to things in his room as you stood guard outside

-🔞you always wished it was you

-the possibility of you being too tall ran through your mind, how being a soldier cracked your femininity

-on the day of black sun, you caught him writing a letter and setting it on his desk

-'what are you doing zuko?' 'theres no time to explain'

-you insisted that you come with him, that you could help him

-it was both because you wanted to protect him and stay with him

-he told you that he was abandoning his role as the crowned prince of the fire nation, and that if you wanted to come with, you'd no longer be a loyal soldier

-when he said yes, you were both ecstatic and worried

-you would be leaving your whole life behind - you'd be commiting treason

redemption 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

-none of the members of the Gaang trusted you and Zuko

-they thought you were one of the soldiers that were on the ship with zuko

-you tried explaining to them you had to be 16 to graduate the training academy, and zuko left when they were both 13

-when sparky sparky boom man attacked, you and zuko helped fight him

-they trusted you a bit more, but still held a grudge against zuko

-they forced you two to sleep in a secluded tent together

-the first night you two stayed, there was an awkward silence

-you two were still distant

-'what was in that letter?'

-zuko explained to you that in that message, he told mai that he was leaving her

-he thought it was for the best

-you felt bad for him, not aware that he was going through a break up without telling anyone

-but at the same time, you were happy

-you had a chance

-'im sorry man'

-you tried to hug him, but he looked away.

-something was off about him

-'what wrong zuko?' 'i need to tell you something'

-he not only broke up with mai because he was leaving, but because he liked you

-he looked up at you as you two sat in the tent. the lantern light flickered as you moved closer

-the kiss was soft and first, tender, and practically just a peck on the lips

-when you pulled apart, he was extremely red

-🔞kissing wasn't all you did that night

freaky deaky 🔞 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

-zuko loved putting his face in your chest when you hug

-he likes kissing every part of your body, especially since there's so much of it

-he likes it A LOT, especially when he can make you buckle beneath his words

-you're such a strong girl that it makes him powerful when he's dominating you

-likes the arch of your back when he's hitting it from behind 🫣

-loves watching your long fingers prepare yourself for him

#avatar the last airbender #fandom #fanfic #fluff #smut #atla zuko #zuko x reader #prince zuko #fire lord zuko #zuko

[onyxmilk]

Mayhaps itadori x fem!reader where she’s a shortie like me! And everyone teases him because he said his type is tall women but here he is…shacked up w a shortstack smh

Yuji Itadori x f!Reader; Short n Sweet

notes; kylee i had no idea what i was doing help- tw; fem!reader, wc; 1.1k

To say that [YourName] was a little on the short side was an understatement. Growing up, she had always believed that one day her growth spurt would hit her like a train, becoming taller overnight. She believed that one day she would wake up and magically she would have a few more extra inches, solving all of her vertically challenged problems. But, no. That day never came, and she was always the shortest one in her classes. It wasn’t uncommon for [YourName] to be made the butt of the joke, especially considering she never grew to be near as tall as some of her classmates in her school years.

Which is why it was such a relief when [YourName] met Yuji. He was a boy who was proactive, always trying his best to help classmates and peers alike wherever he could. A kind, gentle soul who could never standby and watch as you were made fun of for your height. The first time he saw someone make fun of you for your height and how you casually laughed along despite the uncomfortable look on your face, he was the first one to intervene and ask your classmates to chill out. Ever since that day, you couldn’t help admiring Yuji. For how he stood up for you, for how he spoke his mind without a care in the world, for how he took your hand and showed you that you didn’t have to passive stand by; you fell for him, as you were sure so many others had, and found yourself looking forward to the next time you’d see him. A friendship between you two came naturally, and after a very wobbly and stuttery confession (Yuji was completely oblivious to this sort of this, it took a long pause for him to realize you were even confessing), so did a romantic partnership. Not long after, he left for Jujutsu High, but the two of you continued to make your relationship work, texting and calling as much as humanly possible when you weren’t able to see him in person.

When Yuji first suggested he introduce his girlfriend to his friends, who swore up and down that he could never land one, the two were skeptical at best. But Yuji wanted to put the allegations to rest, he did have a girlfriend, and a very amazing one at that! So the very first time Yuji and [YourName] had walked up to their meeting spot, both making light conversation and giggling together, Nobara couldn’t help staring before laughing at the sight. It deeply confused Yuji's girlfriend who stood there, her head tilting as she tried to figure out what was so funny, "Did.. I do something?" [YourName] asked, making Yuji look over at her and shrug his shoulders. Megumi just sighed before shaking his head, "She isn't exactly.. your type, Itadori." he explained for Nobara, who was still laughing to the point that there were tears streaming down her face."Pardon?" [YourName] asked, getting slightly offended by Megumi’s accusation. "I mean–!!" Nobara had to stop mid sentence as she laughed laughed, "I mean, come on! Not even close to your dream woman!" the girl added between laughter. "I'm.. not your dream woman, Yuji?" [YourName] asked, obviously hurt by the idea which made Yuji panic. "You are! You are, I swear!" The pink haired boy said, but the damage was done it seemed as [YourName] started to slightly tear up, a pout on her face as she second guessed herself.

Megumi would grab ahold of Nobara making the girl stop laughing and quiet down, wiping away the tears in her eyes as she caught her breath. "Relax Nobara, it's not that funny anyway," Megumi turned back to [YourName] once the brunette had calmed herself, "[YourName], was it? Nobara is always like this, she finds joy in Itadori's suffering." He added, trying to add context so that [YourName] didn’t take her words too seriously. Still, [YourName] couldn’t help herself from replaying Nobara and Megumi’s words, "But, am I not Yuji's type?" [YourName] questioned making Megumi stop what he was saying. He paused to think about how to delicately explain their personal experience in what Yuji had described for his personal taste in partners, "Not that he's described in the past." Megumi worded his sentence carefully.

"Doesn’t mean his type could have changed or adjusted," Megumi said, quickly adding to his past words to make sure [YourName] didn’t misunderstand. [YourName] felt conflicted for a moment, but she felt as if she could trust Megumi- he was Yuji's best friend after all. "Exactly!" Yuji said, sweating nervously from the whole ordeal. "It's alright, Yuji, I still love you." [YourName] says, wiping her tears from her cheeks.

Yuji relaxed, bringing [YourName] in for a hug and gently pressing a kiss to her head. Watching made a certain girl have to comment, "Gross," Nobara cringed, fake gagging while Megumi only rolled his eyes at her behavior. "It could be so much worse," Yuji points out, making [YourName] nod her head and laugh a little, the two thinking about other things they’ve done together. "Oh whatever.." Nobara said, looking away just so she didn't have to see how beautiful the girl that Yuji pulled was. Like, how was that even legal? Yuji Itadori with a beautiful woman? Nuh-uh. Part of her still wondered if this girl was a paid actor.

Time would pass and [YourName] and Yuji were hitting their two month mark. Between all the chaos and hardships of making their relationship work, [YourName] wanted to do something special for him and celebrate how far the two of them had come together. So, she did what she thought was best, and contacted Yuji’s two closest friends, Megumi and Nobara. Nobara was the only one to contact her back, so the two plotted to meet up at a local restaurant.

Half way through their conversation, [YourName] managed to circle the conversation back to when they first met. "So.. what did you exactly mean I wasn't Yuji's type when we first met?" [YourName] asks, tilting her head to the side. It was just an innocent question, no harm or mal intent meant. Nobara awkwardly laughs when the topic is brought up, her eyes moving across the restaurant, "Well, you see, Yuji typically likes.. taller women? I suppose, that's what he said at least." Nobara explained, "But don't worry! I think he actually likes you, even if you literally are shorter than me." she added quickly, her usual attitude coming back in her retort.

"I believe that, trust me. I just was curious." [YourName] giggled, eventually the two would find something that they both believed Yuji would like for a two month anniversary gift. Before leaving though, Nobara put her contact information into [YourName]'s phone, just so they didn't have to contact through social media every time they wanted to talk.

[YourName] would give her gift to Yuji the following week, and just as the two girls thought Yuji loved it with all his sweet kind heart could.

#jujustu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #itadori x reader #yuji x reader #yuji itadori x reader #itadori yuji x reader #anime x reader #x reader

[milkywaydrabbles]

anything nsfw (or sfw idm) with mikey and a taller reader? or any other tr boys? no sub!reader please

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for! I did both SFW and NSFW it was v fun. However if you'd like a m!reader or gn!/reader please let me know! I'll also do it for any other requested TR boy ty mwuah

Mikey x Tall!Reader

Lord the way Mikey would have had her head if they didn’t grow up together. She was always a cocky little shit on being taller than him--and seeing eye to eye with Draken. She’d been friends with him, Shinichiro and Emma your whole life. She used to be so small and shy and cute--what happened?

It felt like from one day to the next she grew in her own skin, having an awkward growth spurt as a teen and looking like a newborn giraffe learning how to walk for the first time. Always nervous to talk to boys and girls--the boys would look at her like some kind of freak, and the girls would simply make fun of her for her height. ‘How will you ever get a boyfriend if you’re so tall?’

Mikey was always there for her afterwards, make sure she knew that he still liked her a lot even if she was taller than him.

And then the years passed, and Mikey changed, and she changed too. Except now, Mikey was the leader of Bonten, one of the most dangerous gangs in the country and she was, well, a new executive climbing the ranks. No longer the shy, scared little girl, she was just as ruthless as the rest of them.

And all the while, by Mikey’s side no matter what. She was cocky, but respectful in front of the rest of them. Honestly the rest of the execs just thought you were a childhood friend and nothing more--much like Sanzu.

But what they didn’t know was that she’d joke and prod at Mikey behind closed doors. He was a ruthless leader, but with her he’d turn back into a kid, scowling at the way she’d hold things over his head (literally!). 

“I can fire you.” He’d start. “I can fucking kill you. You know that right?” throwing daggers her way when he scowls, arms crossed. She’d simply snort and say “You could. But then you’d be bored when you’re alone wouldn’t you?” She’s right.

Imagine the shock of the rest of the execs when Mikey ‘accidentally’ drops the ball during an interrogation mission. Rats were found smuggling drugs out from underneath them to make a quick buck and Mikey was personally there, front and center to get info. Of course, he wasn’t the one doing the torture, he’s too good for that. She stood behind him with a stone cold face, that could bring most of the men in the room to their knees. But the assholes who were caught kept egging her on like she couldn’t hold her own. Like a woman shouldn’t be in the ranks at all.

“You’ll do well to not insult my girl like that.” It didn’t go unnoticed, Sanzu and Rindou glancing at each other for a moment but thinking nothing of it--you were an executive, he could just be talking like you were his in the same way the rest of the execs were under his command. 

They kept sneering, until they realized she was the one doing the torture and not the usual suspect of Sanzu. It was gruesome and honestly one of the worst cases of torture they’d seen, but all the information was extracted. Which means she turned into their executioner, pulling a glock out from its holster underneath your shirt and putting a bullet between their eyes. The silence was deafening, only Mikey laughing to himself and raising her hand to his lips with a quiet ‘that’s my girl’ and a kiss to the back of her hand.

The next meeting the execs had (that Mikey wasn’t a part of) turned into a madhouse.

NSFW: 

Mikey was always one to want to stay in control, but he had his work cut out with her. She was so good at keeping him underneath her, practically whimpering at the way she would tease his cock with her fingers, with her mouth, with her pussy. 

“You’re such a good boy, Mikey.” She’d coo, fingers slowly wrapping around his erection and pumping at a snail’s pace; teasing. “Coming home to me after such a busy day.” She leaned down and gave the head of his dick a kiss, holding his hips down so he can’t buck them up into her face. “Are you going to let me take care of you, baby boy?” He nodded, breath shaky as he exhaled, “Y-yes, please.”

She used her height to her advantage, push up bras and plunging necklines her best friend to tease him even in the office. She just had to lean only a little bit, pretending to lean down and read whatever it was he had in his hands before Mikey was panting like a dog begging her to let him fuck.

She’d sit down on his desk, short skirt and pumps that made her legs look even longer, spreading her legs ever so slightly so he could see the pretty lacy panties she’d been wearing. Mikey would get on his knees ready to eat that pretty pussy, only for her heel pressed against his chest to stop him (and he was still so far away, fucking long legs). You know that one scene of Wolf of Wall Street? Very much that.

Whenever  they fuck she’s very much on top, bouncing on his lap for her pleasure only. And if he cums before she’s ready to stop? Well Mikey better get used to overstimulation quickly, she’s not done yet.

#mikey x reader #mikey sano #manjiro sano #sano majiro x reader #sano manjiro #sano mikey x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #sano mikey #manjiro sano x reader #bonten #bonten x reader #milk writes #Tokyo revengers #tokyorev

[sinning-23]

My First Kiss

OKAY so this is indeed a multi fandom page and I have recently been rewatching Attack on Titan so I hope you guys are ready to endure this brainrot with me :D I'll probably make a pt. 2 with the higher ups and shit-

Never fear tho i have some OPLA stuff in the works too I just haven't really finished it up...

ps. im sorry for any spelling errors I wrote this on impulse

ANYWHO enjoy!

Eren

Your first kiss was completely by accident. Didn't make it any less rendering or embarrassing. The conversation between you and the main three was getting heated, Armin making a valid point that Eren simply wasn't listening to (he was listening he's just hardheaded) and Mikasa gave her occasional input only fueling the fire.

Somehow the debate took a turn and before you knew it everyone was becoming more and more animated in their movements. You had simply turned your head a bit too quickly in the direction Eren was sitting nd coincidentally he had moved forward just enough for your lips to meet in a quick pec.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry!" You yip, immediately pressing your fingertips to the spot on your lips.

You'd never seen Eren turn so red so fast. He tried to play it off, averting his eyes as the conversation died down a bit at the awkward occurrence. He'd never admit that he was hoping for something like that to happen.

Armin

You were a bit taller than Armin, well at least when you were younger. The blond just HAD to have a growth spurt. Anyway, you had a bit of making your height different more painfully obvious. When he reached for books you often got them off the higher shelf and teased him a little before giving and handing him the hardcover he desired.

As previously stated, he just HAD to have a growth spurt. Now if was your turn to be teased. You had been reaching as best you could, the presence behind you making you stop.

The blond had grabbed the item so easily, hell you'd forgotten what you needed at this point. he looked...good from this angle, his eyes somehow darker as he looked down at you with a smile.

"I won't tease." He hums, pressing his lips to your wrist, your hand still stretched upwards before he places the item in it.

If your major crush on the blond wasn't solidified before it sure as hell was now

Connie

You and Connie were already in a relationship, more secret so as to not draw attention but god damn it was easy to see you two were a lot closer than before...and neither of you was really good at keeping a secret like this especially when the two of you always had your hands off one another.

At this point, everyone had seen you two hold hands, sneak off during training to just be in each other's presence, little stuff. The one thing that had yet to be seen was more intimate contact. And it was only because it hadn't even happened yet. You and Constance hadn't kissed yet...so when you had snuck into the boy's dorm to lay with your glorified cuddle buddy, you weren't expecting anything but that. Until he started talking to you. In whispers of course.

"Hey y/n," He began, your fingers intertwined as you faced each other, your limbs tangled with one another.

"Yeah, Connie?" You answer, throat suddenly dry when his hand rests against your hip. It wasn't like you didn't think about being more romantic with Connie, you were really just nervous, you'd never kissed anyone before and neither had he.

"Do you think we should...kiss more. I mean, you are my girlfriend, I should kiss you, right?" He asks, his eyes looking down at yours, easy to see even in the darkened room.

"Do you want to kiss me Constance?" You ask, placing you hand behind his neck, your thumb rubbing over the fuzz at the base of his neck from hs buzzcut.

There was a little hesitation but your question was answered when his lips are pressed firm against your own.

Jean

This smug bastard, he knows you like to pick fights just as much as he does. and when you pick fights with him, it's honestly his favorite thing. He loves how your eyebrows angle so far down that you have a little crease between them. He loves how you get in his face and point that well-manicured finger into his chest. He loves it when you get loud. Not that he would ever admit it to anyone, but sometimes he pisses you off on purpose for just a crumb of your attention.

This particular argument was over who was supposed to clean the stables. You insist he help you but of course, he wants to fight, so he declines.

"I wasn't asking I was telling dumbasss now get up and help me." You huff, walking to him, your head angled upwards and the height difference. He only smirks and takes the opportunity to claim your lisp. The action surprised him a little bit. Since when did he get the balls to do something as bold as that. What surprised him more was when you tugged at his collard to push him away...but only doubled down and snatched him back to meet your lips again.

Yeah, if this was when he was gonna get when he pissed you off, he was gonna make it a point to do it more often.

Reiner

Honestly, you couldn't remember when you and Reiner first kissed, you two just sort of...did it and didn't stop doing it. Reiner always had some sort of scary guard dog position when he was with you and made it a point to let everyone know who was treating you like the goddess you were. So, any chance he got to show you off and show that he was totally hitting that, he did. According to him, your first kiss was right after you teo had been training all day.

You coudlt get the move down and you had been expressing your frustrationt o him. So, he offered to help you practice.

"I'll be great practive, you never know the size of your opponent so use this as a reference. Dont hold back." He insited, taking a stance as you breathe deeply.

You sprinted towards him, sliding between the bap he left between his legs. You were quick to put him in a chokehold, leaning back so that he would lose balance, and sure enough he did. You had managed to crawl from under him, positioning yourself atop him, your legs at either side of his waist as pride fills your face.

"I did it!" You celebrate, huffing in satisfaction before commigntot he realization of your current position.

"I-Wow okay sorry Reiner-" You apologize, hearing him chuckle a bit before sitting up on his forearms.

"Nah it's fine, i think i like this position though, nice work."

And before you could process the fact that your training crush had made a bit of a suggestive comment, his lips were already pressed quickly to your own.

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[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

New Story time!

This one is dedicated to the ever so talented @cosmoshard, who made the rough sketch that inspired this piece in the first place,

also, this serves as some semi-revenge on her for making me cry on my birthday XD

This time, the story is focused the ARK siblings themselves, Shadow and Maria!

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“Are you almost done yet grandpa?” Maria impatiently rocked back and forth on her feet, earning a light wack on her head from a piece of paper. “Hey!”

“Hold still, Maria! Your back needs to be straight and still.” Gerald exclaimed, the marker he was holding nearly creating a mark on top of Maria’s head, taking a moment trying to rub the stain from her hair with his fingers.

Maria made a face at Gerald, moving her head away from his hands. “I am holding still, grandpa! I’m trying to make sure I’m getting taller!”

“Well, you’re not making it easier with you doing all this fidgeting.” He placed his hands and her shoulders to keep her still. “Now just keep still. And don’t stand on your toes either.”

The girl fought the urge to roll her eyes as her grandfather finally made a mark on the wall, drawing a straight line while she backed away, bouncing on her feet. “Ok, you’re all done.”

She looked among marks and lines from previous measuring sessions, seeing that the current one was hovering above the previous line.

She let out a gasp and started jumping up and down. “I grew! I got taller, grandpa! See, look at it!”

”Yes, yes I see it.” He gave a pat to her head, taking notes on his clipboard. He walked over to his desk with Maria following close behind him.

She moved in front of him while he continued to write. “I can’t believe the new line you drew was higher this time! How tall am I now?”

Gerald paused and lifted up one of the papers to read it. “Well, according to the results, you’ve grown…” He stopped mid sentence, a look of surprise. “Oh my, this is odd.”

Maria stopped her joyful skipping, sensing his change in tone. “What, what is it?”

”It says here that your height from this month is less than it was last month.” He hung his head down, sighing dramatically and placing a hand on her shoulder. “I’m afraid that you're shrinking, my dear.”

His granddaughter’s face went from worried to annoyed in a second flat, pushing his hand away and rolling her eyes. “Grandpa….”

The man chuckled at her unamused expression. “I’m only teasing, you’ve grown about a total of 6 inches from last month. You’re about 4’3 now. Almost getting to 5 feet already.”

Maria’s face lit up and did a celebratory dance with some spinning involved, nearly bumping into Gerald in the process and tripping over her feet. He quickly caught her before she fell over, slinging an arm around her and pulling her close to his side.

”My goodness, I’ve never seen you so excited about something like this before, may I ask why?”

Wrapping her arms around him, she raised her head with a wide smile on her face. “Because! It’s the first time I’ve gotten this tall in awhile. You always told me that healthy kids grow big and tall whenever they eat their veggies and get enough sleep, it’s finally working for me!”

The smile on Gerald’s face faltered when she finished by hugging him tighter. Bless this child for keeping her hope high with a statement like this.

He always told her when she was younger that those things were important to do, eating as much healthy food to keep her immune system from failing, getting enough sleep so her body can get its rest, even those times where he told her not to tell lies otherwise her nose would grow long each time she did.

It made him grateful knowing that these little things were making a difference for her in her lonely life up here in the colony, even though it felt like it was wrong giving her such high expectations for her condition, since there was no cure for it but making her think that something like this is actually helping her illness when in reality it would barely make a dent in it overall broke his heart even more.

He forced a smile on his face and squeezed her back. “You're very right on that. I told you it would work out eventually.”

Maria beamed a wide smile, skipping towards the door. “Where are you heading off to?” Gerald called after her, making her nearly slip on the floor when she slowed herself down.

“I'm going tell him about it!”

“Who?”

“Shadow! He's been wondering if I was getting better, I gotta go and tell him before he gets worried!” She ran out of the room as soon as she finished, her pigtailed hair flying out wildly behind her as she disappeared before the doors even closed.

Gerald stood there in ear numbing silence, his hands clenched up into fists as those last words lasting through his ears like a forever frozen echo.

‘Wondering if I was getting better’....

A grim expression masked over his face. “Oh my child, if only it were as simple as that for you.”

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Stacy’s mom

My Masterlist

A/N: inspired by the song “Stacys mom” and our conversation @jamneuromain 😋 it was very spontaneous and I wrote it in a few hours but…It was kinda fun🤣 so let me know how you liked it! I’m thinking about a pt 2! (Yes I know I have thousands series and one shots planned and am still working on the bingo drabbles but…I like writing most of my things depending on my mood😋)

Summary: Steve knew he was in trouble walking into his friends house and seeing her mom.

Pairing: highschool!Steve Rogers x Stacys Mom reader

Warnings: stacys mom reader, older reader, age gap, Steve is 17/18 but reader and him don’t interact then besides some teasing, masturbation, underage drinking

“I think we should choose the second topic. Benefits of daily exercise and how to incorporate it into your routine. Let’s be honest, I’m the real life example”, Steve laughed, sitting with Stacy in her living room on the floor, in front of the coffee table. It was the first time he was at her place, needing to finish a project that was very important for the grade.

A few months ago his asthma became much better and his many asthma attacks stopped, making it possible for him to exercise. Puberty finally hit him and he got a growth spurt, growing nearly ten inches in just a few months. He was still lanky, but happy about not being the shortest in the class anymore.

But with puberty also came acne, his forehead and cheeks were covered in small and annoying pimples. He used extra creams to get rid of them, which slowly helped.

“That’s a good idea. Maybe you could talk about your experience…how it affected your health and body”, Stacy thought about it for a second before taking some notes. “We can-“ The slamming of a door made Stacy jump slightly, so did Steve.

“Are you stupid?! I said no. It’s tomorrow and not in a week do you hear me? You’re not going on any stupid trips with your new wh- oh I will call her what I want! You dirty cheater-don’t you dare not show up tomorrow-” a woman’s voice carried through the house, the clicking of heels coming closer as you walked into the kitchen, Stacy and Steve watching you as you opened the fridge, not even noticing the two teenagers.

“For fucks sake, I have all rights being mad at you. We were together for-” They both didn’t listen much further as Stacy started talking about the project again, but Steve wasn’t listening to her either. His gaze was glued to your form, dressed in an expensive looking suit, the red-bottomed heels making your legs look incredibly hot, your butt- “Steve, are you even listening?” “Of course I do. Yes. Definitely.-“ “yeah? What was I talking about?”

“….could you…maybe repeat it?” Steve felt himself blush a dark red, his face burning with shame of being caught checking out her mom. That was definitely embarrassing.

Even though he started working on the project again, he couldn’t stop himself from peaking over at you. You were still turned with your back to Them arguing on the phone.

“She’s probably talking to dad again. They argue a lot now with the divorce…I don’t blame her. Of course I love my dad, but he did her wrong. They were married for nearly twenty years and he cheated on her-from what I’ve heard it wasn’t the first time or at least it wasn’t a one time thing”, explained Stacy, seeing as Steve was looking over to the kitchen.

He blushed again, nodding slowly. “Sorry, I just thought we’d be alone. It’s a bit distracting-“ for other reasons that Stacy might suspect. “I can tell her to go to her office or bedroom. They’ll probably argue for a long long time…”, she sighed, already standing up. Steve immediately followed her, shaking his head, “no, no. It’s fine. We can just take a break for now-maybe order something to eat? Your mom maybe wants something too…”, he felt himself blush again, as Stacy walked to the kitchen, Steve following her.

“Hi mom-could you please talk a bit quieter? I told you Steve’s coming over today. We have a project”, said Stacy walking into the open kitchen. “But we’ll take a break now-order something to eat. You want something? A pizza? Thai?”

Hearing your daughters voice you lowered your phone, turning around to look at her, your gaze falling onto the young blonde boy watching your every move. He seemed…mesmerised. He extended his hand to introduce himself properly, making you smile lightly as you ended the call without saying anything else and took his hand. “Nice to meet you, Steve. I’m sorry you had to hear this. I’m usually not such a bitch it’s just my soon ex-husband makes my blood boil” You laughed quietly.

Steve chuckled too. You could tell it was a nervous chuckle. You imagined he may have liked your daughter and was stressed of meeting you, her mother.

“Just order the usual pizza I like and take some money from my purse, I’ll go change into something more comfortable.” With that you left the room and seeing how Steve couldn’t take his eyes off of you he knew he was in trouble.

The next time he saw you was only three weeks later, once again at stacys house. After working some more on the project they both decided to sit at the pool and sunbathe a bit. When he noticed the lawnmower at the gate seemingly unused since the lawn wasn’t taken care of. “You need help with the lawn maybe? I can take care of that”, said the young boy already standing up and walking over to the lawnmower.

Stacy wanted to argue with him about not needing to do so, but he did anyway. It’d only take him a few minutes and he liked the idea of impressing Stacy’s mom, you.

When he was nearly finished you walked out of the house, a towel wrapped around your body, the strings of a black bikini wrapped around your neck. And when you dropped the towel-he could burst. Your body was incredible. You were already a bit tanned, your curves dressed only in the bikini, your thighs moving against one another, the thick flesh wiggling with every step, making him want to bite into it.

Jesus. He really shouldn’t be thinking about things like that or he’d soon have a problem that needs to be hidden.

You were incredibly beautiful, your breasts and stomach looking so soft. He could see some stretch marks, but they only made you even more attractive.

“You missed a spot over there, Stevie sweetheart”, you teased him, noticing how he stopped concentrating on his task. He felt himself blush, a small smile creeping on his lips as he nodded and kept going, this time a bit more concentrated.

You couldn’t stop yourself from teasing him a bit more, since he watched you Everytime he walked by, so you took the sunscreen and started applying it on your whole body. Stacy didn’t notice any of it since she had her eyes closed. Besides you tried to make it look like you weren’t doing anything on purpose-especially not then you stood up and started applying the suncream on your legs, bending down and showing off your legs.

A grin crept on your lips when you heard the Grill being knocked over. It was your ex husbands anyway.

After finishing mowing the lawn he quickly excused himself to the bathroom, closing the door and immediately leaning against the text wall, pushing down his swim shorts. His hardness springing free. He didn’t waste any time before spitting in his palm and wrapping his fingers around his length, stroking himself hard and fast.

He tried to keep his moans quiet, but still couldn’t stop the gasps escaping his lips, especially when he started imagining it wasn’t his hand on his dick. He thought about your soft skin against his body. Your thighs wrapped around his slim waist-or even better if he’d fuck your thighs. Your meaty legs would feel amazing, squeezing his dick. Maybe you’d even let him finish like that. On your stomach and tits-or Steve you’d let him fuck your pussy without a condom, letting him feel your velvet walls. Your wet and tight curb gripping him tightly, your moans would be so soft and sweet.

Before he’d let himself come he’d make sure to get at least two orgasm out of you. Maybe one with his mouth or fingers, then on his cock…then he’d love to shoot his load in you. Filling you with his seed.

The thought was all he needed to come, shooting his load all over himself. Thank god he managed to push his shirt up just in time before making a mess.

He felt ashamed wiping off his cum from the bathroom floor before walking back to the pool, where his heart's desire sat.

It was a fantasy. He knew. He definitely had no chance, being only a teenager and especially being friends with your daughter.

But having a fantasy didn’t hurt even a bit, right?

He loved watching you whenever you moved or walked around the house. Your house quickly became a place he visited at least once a week, always working on the project. But the worst was happening-well, two things. One, the project was slowly coming to an end and you had a date.

It’s not like he had any right to be jealous, but…still. Watching you getting all dolled up for some guy made his heart tighten. You always looked beautiful but seeing you in a beautiful light blue dress, with a low cleavage, showing off your shoulders and collarbones made his throat dry. The dark, black choker you wore made you look a bit like…Cinderella.

A smile crept onto his lips as he thought about it, quickly looking down not to get caught.

He wished you looked this good for him. He wished he could take you out on a date, have your soft hands wrapped around his arm.

But he couldn’t take you out. He didn’t even have the money to do so.

Sighing he opened his textbook again, taking some last notes.

Maybe one day he could at least buy you a bouquet of the most beautiful roses…

The project was finally finished, only two weeks later Stacy and Steve had everything ready to hand in and decided to have a nice and relaxing evening together drinking some beer which…Stacy asked you to buy. Surprisingly Stacy said you had only chuckled at that question and actually bought a few.

In all These weeks Steve and Stacy got closer, but only in a platonic way. Stacy had tried to flirt with him at first, but it changed quickly. He couldn’t tell exactly when but at some point she just stopped.

And now they were just sitting in the backyard, drinking beers, both on their third ones.

“Steve…I wanted to ask you…have you a thing for my mom?”, not expecting this question Steve choked on his beer, immediately coughing and spitting his beer all over himself.

“Wh-what?”, he croaked, shaking his head quickly. “I-I'd never-no. Of course not. That’s-That'd be…that’d be weird. I’m mean-it’s your mom-“ Stacys laugh interrupted his rambling.

“I knew it. You’re not very subtle with all the question you know? Is your mom back from the business trip? Is she away for work again? Do you think she likes roses or sunflowers more? You weren’t subtle. Not at all, Steve. At first I was really weirded out, but…I guess we all have some weird crushes at some point, you know? We’ll go to college soon, anyway, so you’ll get over it”, she shrugged, making Steve blush with every next sentence.

He took another big sip from his bottle, looking to the house for a second, where he could see you walking around the kitchen, preparing dinner. “Yeah…’s just a crush”, he mumbled, not wanting to tell Stacy how much he actually liked you.

But she was right. He’d probably get over you soon. He’d meet someone at his new university…

But did he really want that??

This thought stayed in his head for the rest of the evening, his chest feeling incredibly tight knowing it may be the last time he’d see you.

Slightly drunk Stacy and Steve walked back into the house, seeing you had left the food for them on the counter. They are quietly, not wanting to disturb you and after both laid down-Stacy in her room and Steve in the living room on the pull-out sofa. Even tho he was comfortable and surrounded by your smell he didn’t feel any peace. He couldn’t fall asleep, his mind was racing.

You yourself had eaten earlier before taking a bath and walked into your bedroom to go to sleep early.

But of course you were awoken by your small bladder, needing release. Sighing you sat up, straightening your nightgown in case the kids were still outside or still awake. Then you walked out of your bedroom, wrapping a silky robe around your body.

You did your business quietly, washed your hands and looked a bit tiredly into the mirror. A sigh escaped your lips. You were getting old, weren’t you? This year you turned 36 and it showed. The wrinkles around your eyes couldn’t be hidden anymore. Your skin wasn’t as smooth as it used to be. Your body wasn’t the same anymore, you had stretch marks, it was hard to stay in shape, especially with your limited time since you were always busy with work…

You sighed again, putting your night creame once again on. It wouldn’t change anything overnight of course, but you still hoped it’d slow down the aging. It’s not like you looked bad or really old-you weren’t even that old, if you had to be honest, but….you’d love to be twenty again, for one night at least.

Leaving the bathroom you walked quietly through the room, being stopped when Steve stumbled out of the living room, looking like he was in a hurry-at First you thought he wanted to go to the bathroom but when you stepped aside to let him through, he only stepped closer to you.

Your gaze fell for a second on his bare, slim chest. He gained a bit muscles since you had last seen him at the pool a few weeks ago. He looked cute. Not that it mattered. It’s weird you were even thinking like this.

“Give me a chance”, he mumbled, making you furrow your eyebrows, a little wrinkle appearing between them. “What?” “Give me a chance…I-I’ll try to be the perfect guy for you. I could be-I just-I need to finish school-and co-“ You shook your head, now understanding. “Steve, Steve, stop-We can’t. I can’t…you’re just drunk. You gotta go back to sleep, okay?”, you smiled kindly, slowly wrapping your fingers around his wrists and pulling him with you to the living room, pushing him into a sitting position.

“I mean it-you deserve a guy like me. I’ll be perfect for you-I know I’m still young but-“ “exactly Steve. You’re young. You could be my child-your friends is my daughter, okay? I’m really flattered by your attraction but…it’s not right. I’m sorry, Steve, you need to go to sleep now. And let’s just ignore this conversation, okay”, you tried to be gentle with your words but still saw some tears well up in his eyes.

Hesitatly you stepped between his legs, wrapping your arms around him and pulling into a hug. His head immediately rested against your stomach, right below your breasts as he sniffed quietly. Not wanting to make it any harder for him…and maybe also yourself…you pulled away.

While leaving the living room your couldn’t stop yourself from looking over your shoulder at him, meeting his gaze. You immediately looked away again and walked to your room.

This time it was much harder to fall asleep.

In the morning you quietly made some scrambled eggs and beacon, trying to ignore the feeling rising up in your chest when Steve woke up from the smell and a smile appeared on his lips, you noticed it, because you were watching him from the open kitchen. You could see him perfectly. And it broke your heart.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly, feeling a bit of a headache, especially remembering the conversation with you. Oh god. Had he really did it? Said he wanted to be with you?

You noticed how Steve blushed and when he looked up at you, your eyes meeting, your own face started burning. As quick and nonchalant as possible you looked away.

Only a few minutes later Stacy came to the kitchen and you sat down together to eat breakfast. All this time you tried to ignore Steve even though you still felt his gaze on you.

After finishing the food it was time for him to leave and stacy decided to drive him, so she quickly went to her room to get ready. Meanwhile steve stayed with you in the kitchen, putting the dishes away.

“About yesterday…I’m sorry. For everything…I still stand by it, but I shouldn’t have be so pressing-“ “Steve, don’t worry. I get it…in a way, at least. You’re a very sweet boy, but I’m too old for you. It can’t happen”, You explained friendly, smiling at him before looking once again.

You felt Steve step a bit closer to you, the warmth of his body radiating. “Is…is there really no chance? Not even a small one? Please…”, he whispered, his hand gently touching your arm.

Steve noticed how you got goosebumps as soon as he touched you. A nervous chuckle escaped your lips as you patted his arm gently, yearning Stacy walking down the stairs.

“Yeah, sure Steve, come back when you’re twenty one”, you joked quietly, stepping away again just in time for Stacy to walk into the kitchen. “Okay-we can go!”

With that Steve looked at you one last time before disappearing. Not only did he leave your house that day, but also walked out of your life forever.

Or so you thought.

In the first few weeks you had thought about him more than you should. About his pretty smile and the beautiful blues. About his graduation and which college he chose. About if you’d ever see him again, which you knew you shouldn’t.

Months later you stopped thinking about him so often. There were a few evenings where you thought about him, sure, but less and less…

And then the years went by and Steve became one of Stacys old highschool friends that she hadn’t talked to in a long time.

So it surprised you to say the least when you heard the doorbell, interrupting your quiet moment of reading. You were so concerned on the book you jumped slightly, putting your book down and walking to the door. In this time the doorbell rang again. “Jesus, so inpatient…”, you mumbled to yourself, opening the door.

Your breath hitched.

Your heartbeat immediately speeding up.

In the first second you didn’t even recognise him.

He was bigger. His shoulder so broad you weren’t sure if he’d fit in the door, taller than before and…a beard. Wow.

He changed a lot.

But his beautiful eyes stayed the same. The same bright blue.

“Steve? What-“ “You said to come back when I’m twenty one…so, can I take you out on a proper date now?”, he interrupted you, holding out his ID for you to look over.

He was indeed twenty one. Today was his birthday.

Pt 2

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“That one time Barnaby broke somebody’s jaw for going a little too far w/ insulting Wally & almost got expelled <3”

Full story please? <3

WITH PLEASURE!

for those who are slightly confused, this is for 'my' modern human au! well. modern-ish!

okay so when they were in freshman year / 9th grade, Barnaby and Wally are soldily Bonded. they are a set, do not separate. they receive a lot of shit for this, because some kids are assholes and that's especially true for 14yr olds. and it's 2006. so Wally and Barnaby get teased/bullied a lot for their closeness. at this point they're kind of used to it. they met early in 7th grade and have been inseparable ever since. most of it slides off of them

but what is Barnaby was having an especially stressful week? one of those weeks were everything is going wrong, nothing is working out. so Barn is at the end of his rope, and then one of the main kids who likes to bother them insults Wally specifically, and badly. like it's some next level So Bad Its Almost Impressive shit. at present Barnaby is walking to his next class with Wally and Poppy. so Barnaby just kind of stops in place, mentally chooses violence, turns, walks up to the kid, and punches him as hard as he can. it knocked the bully out instantly and broke his jaw.

and keep in mind that at this point in time, Barnaby isn't the big strong guy he is later on. he hasn't had his main growth spurt yet. and he still packed enough of a punch to do Damage - which makes him even more intimidating when he Does hit his growth spurt and towers over practically everyone

the pros of this event: Frank and Julie were watching, and Frank respected Barnaby's response so much that he allowed Julie to bring him to hang out with the growing friend group at lunch / asshole kids were less inclined to insult Wally and Barnaby (or his friends) to their faces

cons: Eddie was also watching and was too scared of Barnaby for the rest of their school career to try and talk to him or his friends / Barnaby nearly got expelled but did get suspended, and that's a permanent mark on his record

so the kid goes down, everyone freaks out. Barnaby is still too angry to feel anything other than pissed off vindication. naturally higher Authorities (teachers) come to get the unconscious student to the (i almost said vet) nurse's office, and to bring Barnaby to the principle's office. they call Ms. Beagle and have her come pick him up. Wally has stuck like glue to Barnaby pretty much the whole time, except for when Barnaby was in the office to get chewed out / interrogated. when Ms. Beagle is done w/ her conversation with the principle, she takes Barnaby and Wally home.

there, Barnaby is still worked up, and as "punishment" Ms. Beagle has him do some menial tasks alongside his usual after school chores. Wally tags along, of course, and asks why the hell Barnaby did that. in a nicer Wally way of asking. this is what breaks the camels back. Barnaby just sits down and starts crying, to which Wally is like "oh no. oh fuck. what do i do." cue a solid minute of him just standing and staring in panic before awkwardly sitting next to Barnaby in solidarity.

when they go inside, Ms. Beagle already has Barnaby's favorite dinner whipped up and ready. She gives him a talk where she's essentially says "blah blah blah violence isn't the answer. however, good job for standing up to that kid. he's an asshole and deserved a good wallop." (listen im a firm believer in ms beagle having been a Wild Youth that would have thrown bricks at cops). Moods are lightened, they have a good dinner. The next day or so they need to go have a meeting with the Injured Kid's parents. that's when they find out Barnaby fully broke the kids jaw (he feels a little bad for that) and that the parents are pushing for his expulsion and also juvie. Ms. Beagle manages to whittle down the sentence to a long suspension and then detention for the rest of the year, as well as her paying the kid's hospital bill.

tl;dr Barnaby punches a kid for insulting Wally, gets a new friend out of it, nearly gets expelled, and gains a mostly unfounded Reputation that dissuades most from outright messing with him or his pals

#julie: theyre fun people! come hang out with us! #frank: i dont want any friends other than you #frank: *witnesses The Incident* hm... ill allow it #this is all Important to me #because barnaby isnt violent? hes a laid back guy. & a wordsmith - he doesnt need his fists in order to deal damage #but then for the rest of his highschool career hes The Scary Guy #especially when he hits that growth spurt #i mean! at least it means his friends are messed with less! #but it also means he tries harder to be disarming and Funny. charming! with excellent self control #he had great self control to start with but yk. anxiety over People Talking #it also means hes less inclined to be rebellious of any kind since he doesnt want to push his luck #rambles from the bog #wh modern human au #in the future when eddie is part of the circle he brings up This Incident #theyre all able to laugh about it since its been like... over a decade at that point #but yeah <3 #and barnaby has not punched anyone since! #frank however.... #if there was a fight in their middle/high... he usually was at the center of it. or at least near the center #not that anyone can prove anything! he was very good at not getting caught

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Dadphiles!Sonic Sheet

I updated Sonic’s ref and I’m far happier with this design

This post will be updated as time goes on. New additions will be marked as (✨New!✨). Last update: (Mar 6, 2024)

-> Dadphiles AU Masterpost

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🔹When he was young (classic era), Sonic used simple twine to wrap his crystal. It snapped during a fight, leading to Tails discovering it. After hearing how important it was to Sonic, Tails fashioned the brace as a surprise gift.

🔹Tails only knows that Sonic used to have a family—two younger brothers and a dad—but that he lost them.

🔹Years down the line, Tails would insist remaking the brace—embarrassed by the amateur craftsmanship—but Sonic refuses, teasing that it’s perfect the way it is.

🔹Sonic didn’t have any mementos of his brothers, so he found other ways to remember them, mainly through Shadow’s rings and Silver’s crescent markings.

🔹The golden rings are extras from Amy’s own pair when she first got them. She noticed him staring and he explained that he liked them. Before she could make any comment about romance or marriage, Sonic continues by saying them remind him of someone he knew. Later that day, Amy surprises him by gifting her extra set.

🔹Sonic struggled for a long time finding something to remind him of Silver. He finally found gloves w/a design similar to Silver’s markings. When deep in thought, he’ll sometimes absentmindedly trace the pattern.

🔹Sonic never takes the leather brace off.

🔹Sonic hasn’t actually told any of his friends, aside from Tails, that he has other family. He knows it’s silly, but a part of him is scared that saying it out loud would also be admitting the possibility it was never real… that maybe it was just all in his mind.

🔹Sonic doesn’t remember much about his dad, just the bright green eyes similar to Sonic’s own. He does, however, remember the talks about time and freedom. It’s these talks that taught him not to worry about how much time he has, just to live every moment to it’s fullest.

🔹Sonic’s dad always had a strange hatred toward humans, leading Sonic to avoid them and prefer the company of wildlife for many years. It’s only when Shadow describes the moments of kindness from Maria that Sonic actually tries approaching them. They turn out to be nice and so Sonic asks his dad, telling him that “humans aren’t bad.” His dad responded that humans aren’t bad, just unpredictable. When Sonic later met Eggman, he understood.

🔹Sonic got his growth spurt first and lorded his (minuscule) height difference over his brothers. Grown up, he ends up as the shortest actually, a fact Shadow and Silver then tease him about.

🔹Everyone thinks Shadow is the eldest since he's so mature, but really it's Sonic.

🔹Prior to SA2, Sonic and Shadow (and Silver) genuinely believed all three of them were siblings by blood. After learning that Shadow is 50 years from the past, they really start wondering what happened that last day they were all together.

🔹Like his brothers, Sonic does not remember what his dad looks like or even his name, beyond his eyes and voice. This causes regret in Sonic, believing his younger-self did not value his dad enough to remember.

🔹(✨New!✨) Following Shadow 05, Sonic legally goes by Sonic Prower, like his brothers.

🔹(✨New!✨) Following Shadow 05, the Prower family gets a bigger house using both the funds Sonic and Tails have amassed over the years as well as some help from the G.U.N. commander. They intentionally get one with more bedrooms, hoping to one day share it with the rest of Sonic and Shadow's family.

#Dadphiles AU #Sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #Sonic art #Sonic fanart #sth art #sth fanart #sonic 06 #Sonic au #sonic 06 au #sonic redesign #Team SSS #sonic reference sheet #reference sheet #fan redesign #fan au #fanart #digital art #baguette art

[rubydubydoo122]

Jason gets de-aged because I've seen fics of Tim or Dick being de-aged, and Bruce losing his memory, but no one has realized the potential for angst if you de-age Jason.

Something was different about Gotham. Sure the streets were relatively the same, but the buildings seemed different. Less run down. Newer. 

They passed a fire station that had an electrical board that showed any events, the weather, the time and… the date?

“Holy crow? It’s 2023? Does that mean I– does that mean I time traveled?” That would make him 21– nope, 20 because it was April. His birthday wasn’t for another 4 months. “This is so cool. Can I meet me?” Was he in college? Of course he was, there’s no way he would throw all that away. Did he get another growth spurt? He was probably cool. 

“I’m pretty sure you got de-aged, since you’re still wearing your suit. I think if it was time travel you would’ve showed up in your…” Stephanie glanced back at him like she had just realized something, but immediately shot her eyes back on the road “Robin costume.”

Wait. He wasn’t still Robin? A grown adult being Robin did seem kind of silly though. Dick had become Nightwing when he was 18. They kept calling Jason “Red Hood” . Was that what he called himself now? How in the world did he convince Bruce to let him use guns? Why did he use guns?

Steph lifted a finger to her com, “Um..quick question, who’s in the cave right now?” 

The question didn’t echo in Jason’s ear so he assumed that maybe she’d switched to a different frequency. Which was kinda rude, but also maybe polite because the reverberation is kinda annoying.

“Ok good, Oracle already filled you in. We’re coming up on the cave, Agent A, maybe you should put a sheet or something over the case.” a pause, “How am I supposed to know? I didn't know you people then.” she looked at Jason again, “He still has the white streak in his hair. If that helps?”

“I dyed… my hair?” He tried to get a glance of himself in the side mirrors and sure enough he had a streak of white near his forehead, “ Cool .”

They got to the cave, which had a lot more bat-themed vehicles than Jason remembered. No duh, it’s been like five years. 

They got out of the bike and walked further into the cave. Well, Stephanie walked, Jason waddled because his pants and boots were way too big. She turned around with her phone and took a picture with a shit eating grin. 

“What- hey! Delete that!” He reached to grab the phone but she moved it just out of reach. Screw her and her tallness.

“No can do, bitty bird. It’s not often I can get blackmail on the Big Bad Red Hood.”

She was basically a stranger and now she has a picture of him. Sure she was let into the batcave, and Bruce probably trusted her, but that doesn’t mean he was comfortable with her taking pictures of him. Jason’s eyes felt like they were burning in shame.

“Miss. Stephanie, don’t tease Master–” Alfred was cut off by a hug, 

“Alfie!” Jason couldn’t see Alfred pale in his arms. Because other than the white streak running through his hair, Jason looked almost exactly how he did before he… left. For Ethiopia. 

Alfred wrapped his arms tightly around him. Afraid that if he let go, Jason would run away and he would lose him for a second time. “...Jason.” 

Jason shifted in his arms, because hugs with Alfred were never this long, even when he was hugging Dick. Did Jason not see Alfred anymore? Nah, that could never happen. Even if Jason was angry at Bruce (which he couldn’t be for that long) he would still try to see Alfred at least once a week. But the hug felt good.

Alfred cleared his throat before letting go, “Dear god, you are practically swimming in those clothes. I’ll see if I can find something that might fit, Master Jason.”

And before Jason could thank him, Alfred was gone. 

He started walking deeper into the cave because if it really was 2023, there’d better be much cooler technology and if there wasn’t, Jason was gonna be really disappointed. 

But of course, since Jason was wearing clothes that were meant for someone who was Bruce’s size, he stepped on the leg of his pants and tripped on his boots while trying to catch himself.

“These boots are ten sizes too big.” Jason totally wasn’t whining as he kicked them off and started aggressively rolling up his pant legs, “You could probably put these pants on a giant and they’d still be a nuisance to keep up.”

There was a huff of a laugh that did not sound like Stephanie’s. “Well, you are usually kind of a giant, Jason. You probably scare more badguys than Batman.” There was a teen in pajamas offering a hand out to him, “I’m Duke.”

Jason accepted the hand, “Thanks. It’s nice to meet you, but I don’t think it’s possible to be scarier than Batman.” Who was this kid? He seemed about Jason’s age. Did he know Bruce was Batman? Was he the new Robin? 

Duke shifted from side to side, “Yeah, you’re right, I was just trying to start up a conversation.”

Alfred came back into the cave with a pile of clothes in his hands. “After you change, Master Jason, meet me in the medbay. I’m sure Master Bruce will want to run some tests.”

That meant he was about to be poked and prodded. And ever since Jason’s mom died–

No… It can’t end like this… Gotta get you out of here….I’ll save you mom…It’s locked! 

“Master Jason?” Alfred had placed a hand on Jason’s arm. 

“Thanks Alfred.” Jason took the clothes with shaky hands. That flash of– maybe a nightmare, left him feeling clammy. He could see Stephanie walking over to them and Duke was looking at him with a slight frown. They couldn’t see Jason like this, scared of what his own brain conjured up for no apparent reason. So he quickly headed towards the bathroom to take a shower, to wash away the sweat. Not the fear. 

He had… a lot of scars. Scars that he didn’t remember getting. The two most concerning being the one on his throat, and the Y shaped scar running down his torso. If Jason didn’t know any better, he would think it was a scar from an autopsy. But he was very much alive. 

Jason peeled his eyes away from the mirror and hopped into the shower. He felt like somehow, he was intruding his own privacy. And he was grateful for the turtleneck that was slightly too big because he wasn’t sure if the scars were something he wanted everyone seeing. Because the clothes he was wearing before seemed to cover them up.

Jason could hear the roar of the batmobile. Bruce . Yeah, maybe things have been kinda rough between the both of them recently, but Jason was confused, and scared, and all he wanted was his dad. 

Except by the time Jason had reached the Batmobile, it wasn’t Batman coming out of the driver's seat, it was–

“Dick?” Jason had to do a double take. His costume was a lot more muted. Less blue and more black. Also, since when did Bruce let Dick drive the batmobile? 

Two other people were coming out of the batmobile too, but before he could get a good look at them, he was engulfed in a hug. Which was weird. Really weird. Because Dick rarely hugged him. 

Dick pulled away, “I forgot how small you used to be.”

“I wasn’t going to point out how old you look, because I’m a nice person, but you look old. ” Even with the mask on, Jason could tell. Well, it was less physical, and more of a vibe. There was a different aura of maturity surrounding his older brother. He seemed to be less of a ball of rage and more… Well, calm. 

There was a mumble that came from near the batmobile.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.”

The kid, who was maybe the same age as Jason. He held himself in a way that screamed, I’m better than you . And he had the Robin ‘R’ on his chest. But the costume held little resemblance to the normal Robin suit. Almost all the colors and light had been stripped from the costume. It fit the vibe of Gotham, but it couldn’t be Robin. He also got a sword. A sword. “Are those my clothes?”

“I dunno. Alfred gave them to me.” Jason pulled the sleeves over his hands and crossed his arms. 

Emo Robin was looking at him funny. Jason could see the puzzle pieces clicking into place. Before the look was covered by a look of arrogance, “Tt” and he stalked off. 

Dick watched as Emo Robin went to the cave's bathroom, and then looked back to the third person. The girl who had come out of the passenger seat of the Batmobile. 

“Remembers. Recognizes.” She shrugged and locked eyes with Jason. 

She had a mask in her hands, and was wearing all black with the signature yellow bat. The way she was looking at Jason made him feel like she knew everything about him, but it didn’t feel wrong. If anything, it was kind of comforting. He offered her a little smile. 

“I am Cass. Your big sister.”

Jason felt his smile widen even more, “I’ve always wanted a sister.” 

She just ruffled his hair in response. 

Jason looked back to Dick, “um… where’s Bruce?” Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to ask the dude who was almost constantly getting into screaming matches with Bruce where he was, but Dick was driving the Batmobile, which meant they have to have made up in the past 7 years. 

“He’s just tying things up with Commissioner Gordon. So he sent us ahead.” Dick gaze was searching his face. “Do you want me to ask him to wrap up sooner?”

As tempting as that was, Jason shook his head, “Nah, he’ll come home eventually.” 

Dick opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but then shut it, “I’m gonna go change. I’ll be back.” 

That… was probably the most awkward conversation he’s had with Dick. And that was saying something, because that conversation before Dick officially passed the mantle of Robin to Jason had been pretty tense. This was tense in a different way. 

“Master Jason?”

“Oh! Right! Sorry Alfie. I’m coming.”

#jason todd #batman #batfam #dc comics #robin jason todd #stephanie brown #duke thomas #dick grayson #damian wayne #de-aged fics #cassandra cain #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne

[happilybredbellies]

“Thanks for choosing me mister,” Heather said, smiling up at the man as she opened her jacket to give him a good look at her bikini-clad curves. “I promise you won’t regret it! I’m allllll yours till morning, so just tell me what you’d like to do to this curvy little body of mine first!”

Inside, Heather was trying her very best not to vomit. As a cop, pretending to be a ditzy high-class escort for this snobby businessman was just about the most humiliating thing she’d ever done, but there was no way around it. This man was supposed to have ties to the local cartel, the same cartel that her partner had been looking into when she disappeared close to a year ago. The brass might've written the woman off as dead, but Heather wasn’t about to give up on her friend so easily. While it pained her to resort to playing the part of a prostitute, it was the only way she knew of to get at the files he kept in his penthouse safe.

So Heather swallowed her pride, making sure to keep the vapid smile plastered across her face as she stripped off her clothes and spread her legs wide. This man was nearly twice her age. It shouldn't take long to tire him out, and once he'd blown his load and fallen asleep Heather would have free reign to start snooping around.

“C’mon big guy,” she teased, steeling herself internally, “take me for a spin and show me what you got!”

2 Years Later

Heather groaned, rubbing a hand over her bloated dome of a belly as she plopped down on one of the communal beds she shared with the other cows. Her twins were overdue and had been kicking practically non-stop all week, but that wasn't a valid reason for taking time off work. If anything, the constant stimulation her children provided only served to make Heather more productive, as the dark stains currently forming on her shirt could well attest. The door to their living quarter swung open barely a second after she sat down, revealing one of the cartel’s goons.

“Mornin’ ladies,” he called, gesturing back out the door. “Better get moving. The Boss wants you girls in your pens and pumping as soon as possible today. Word is he’s just snagged another cow for the herd and is looking to give her ‘the tour’.”

Heather stood, grunting with the effort of heaving her gravid figure up off the bed. She made no complaints as she waddled out the door along with a dozen other women, all former cops, all now in varying stages of pregnancy. The businessman Heather’d been looking into two years ago had turned out to be the hidden leader of the cartel, and he had a…unique way of handling any women who got too close to that truth. The memory of Heather’s own ‘tour’ was seared into her mind. She could still remember the terror that’d gripped her heart as the Boss walked her down the rows of pens, letting her see the heavily pregnant women inside squealing in pleasure as industrial grade milking machines pumped streams of sticky white liquid from their swollen tits. But that hadn't been what broke her. Rather, it'd been the sight of her old partner, the very person she’d been trying to save, staring out at Heather with unfocused eyes as she climaxed from labour pains, the head of her child already poking out from between a pair of thick, motherly thighs, that ended up shattering Heather’s fragile hopes for rescue. Well, that and all the aphrodisiacs, fertility boosters, and growth hormones laced into every meal she was given.

Thanks to that cocktail of drugs, Heather’s breasts soon expanded into a pair of proper udders, and it wasn't before she found herself hooked up to a milking machine of her very own. Despite her initial reluctance, Heather ended up settling quite nicely into life as the cartel’s newest dairy cow, enjoying days spent mewling in pure delight as each spurt of milk sent pulses of pleasure shooting up her throbbing nipples. The breastmilk of captive policewomen was apparently quite the hot commodity within the criminal underground, and the Boss’ ‘open pen policy’ when it came to fucking them had made him quite popular, both among the guards and their increasingly needy livestock.

Today, as the men fastened cups around her dark, swollen teats, Heather simply leaned back against the stall and let out a happy sigh, already feeling the pressure in her milf-stuffed tits beginning to ease as she reached around her giant belly to finger her dripping snatch. She didn’t even notice the Boss entering the pens until he was right on top of her, but the slim young woman at his side looking strangely familiar. It took a moment to place the girl, but then it clicked. She’d been one of the station’s newest recruits, fresh out of the academy and always pestering Heather for advice during her last few months on the force. 

Now, judging by the horrified look the girl wore as she stared down at the fertile cow her old mentor had become, it seemed as though the girl was starting to regret her decision to follow in Heather’s footsteps. Heather simply smiled up at the slender girl, trying to communicate to her the wondrous future that awaited her once she’d plumped up a bit and finally had a baby or two rounding out that flat tummy of hers. But the smile twisted abruptly, becoming a grimace as there was a sudden pressure between Heather's legs, accompanied by the sound of something splattering onto ground beneath her. Her water had broken.

“Understand? This is what happens to women who stick their noses where they don’t belong.” Boss said, forcing his newest pet to watch as Heather began pulling herself into a squatting position. “That’ll be you in a few months, just another fat breeding cow for my herd, happy to spend the rest of your pumping out milk and babies for the cartel. Don’t worry, the drugs will make sure you end up loving every second of it, even during childbirth.” He turned to Heather. “Isn’t that right, cow?”

The first contraction slammed into her as if waiting on his cue, the pain converted into a wave of indescribable pleasure that washed over her entire body. Heather came immediately, squirting all over the floor as the former policeman let out a long, throaty “Moooooooooooo!”, already feeling the first of her babies starting to slide out of her womb and into her birth canal.

The younger girl tried to recoil in disgust but the Boss just laughed, holding her in place by her hair. She'd soon learn to obey, just like Heather had before her. Like it or not, she was a cow now, a member of the herd, and cows like them belonged on a farm.

#pregnant #pregnancy #preggo kink #pregnantbelly #corruption kink #lactating kink #drugs #birth kink #hucow fantasy #noncon kink

[and-claudia]

His Heir pt. 37 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: angst

Word count: 2200

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gif not mine (look at his lil pouty lip)

I sighed as I looked over the agenda for the day. It felt like everything had picked up since the gender announcement. Both mine and Maul’s days were jammed packed with meetings, going over data, and answering members of Crimson Dawn. It was tiring. Luckily though, Maul was making me go once either my work was done or when my day was supposed to be over so I didn’t overwork myself. On one hand that is great because I don’t have to pick any extra work or do overtime, but it also meant that I spent most evenings alone and went to bed alone most nights. 

“You ready for our briefing?” Qi’ra asked. 

I sighed mentally preparing myself to get up. Maul had said the baby’s growth will slow down soon, but I swear he had actually gone through a growth spurt. I was currently 26 weeks but I wasn’t too sure how big he was measuring at, but luckily we would get to find out tomorrow before we leave for Dasar’s wedding. 

“Do you need a hand?” Qi’ra asked, slightly teasing. 

“No, not yet.” I said with a laugh before getting up. 

We walked into Maul’s office and took our seats in front of his desk.

“Have you both looked over your own agendas for the day?” Maul asked. 

“Yes.” We both said with a nod. 

“Good. Be sure to stick to them strictly. That means when having meetings you make sure all parties are aware of the time frame and do not go over the allotted time,” we nodded along as he spoke, “Lady Yn, my only note for you today is to not skip lunch.” He said with a stern look. 

“I won’t and for the record, I didn’t do that yesterday. I ate while I worked.” I explained. 

“Not today. Give yourself the break. Understood?” 

“Yes, sir.” 

“As for Lady Qi’ra…” 

His tone had me worried as I glanced over at her. 

“Dryden Vos. What can you tell me about his death?” Maul asked, sitting up a little bit straighter and crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a pointed look. 

“What do you mean, Lord Maul?” 

I could tell she was scared. 

“Well, you were the only one currently working here that was present at the time of his death… you must know something. Right?” 

I watched Qi’ra as she took a deep breath, “His ship was attacked. He was killed by the attackers, along with almost everyone on board.” 

“And yet you managed to escape?” Maul asked, raising an eyebrow ridge. 

“Luckily, yes.” 

“Hm.” Maul said as he contemplated what she had just said, “Lady Qi’ra now that this is the story you’ve told me, it better be the one you stick to. Though if I find out you're discussing the matter again you won’t get the chance to speak of it ever again. Have I made myself clear?” 

“Yes, sir.” She said, voice shaking. 

“Oh and, I don’t want to hear of this Han Solo ever again.” Maul added. 

She nodded. 

“You’re dismissed, Lady Qi’ra. Lady Yn please stay for a moment.” Maul said. 

Qi’ra nodded and quickly stood and left the room. 

“Sorry I wasn’t there this morning, I wanted to get here early enough to get a head start on work.”

“It’s okay.” I brushed it off. 

“I’ll be home for dinner tonight though.” 

“I look forward to it.” I smiled, causing him to do the same, even just briefly before his com went off. 

“Meetings.” He said apologetically. 

“Don’t worry. I will see you later, love you.”

“I love you too, my dear.” 

I got up and left his office to go back to mine and Qi’ra’s office. For the time being, I had it to myself since Qi’ra had left for a meeting as well. 

One of the perks of being busy at work meant that time flew. So, right now I was collecting my things and getting ready to leave. I was going to ask if Qi’ra knew if Maul was in a meeting or not, but ever since this morning she’d been very quiet. 

When I made it to our quarters the first thing I did was change. Business wear was not baby bump friendly in terms of being comfortable to wear all day. After I changed I decided to spend some time reading while I waited for Maul to return. I went over to the large bookcase he had in the living area and began reading the titles on the spine. I absolutely loved that he still had real books. My eyes landed on one towards the end that piqued my interest. 

“Stories of the Nightbrothers and Nightsisters. How does that one sound, kih ik'aad? (little baby)” I asked as I grabbed it. 

I had recently taken up calling him that without really realizing it, but it seemed to be sticking for the time being. At least for me. 

I took the book over to the couch and got comfortable as I began reading one of the stories out loud to the baby. I finished that one and began a second, and then a third. Before I knew it, I had been reading for nearly an hour and a half… Maul should be home soon. After some thought, I decided to mark the page I had left off on by folding the top corner down before closing the book and setting it on the side table. Then I grabbed my datapad and began messaging the kitchens to bring us dinner. It would take at least half an hour for the food to get here so I had plenty of time to get the table set. In the meantime, I decided to double-check the plan for tomorrow. 

I had the housekeeping droids pack my luggage for me for the trip to Dasar’s wedding. Maul and I were set to leave tomorrow at 3:00 pm. We were going to leave at 10:00 am but a last-minute meeting forced us to push it back some. Once I was done checking, I set the table and waited for Maul. 

He should be here by now. 

I got a message from the kitchens telling me the food was being brought up. 

Any minute now. I messaged Maul telling him dinner would be here soon. Nothing. 

Foods here. 

I ended up waiting as long as I could before going ahead and eating. Alone. I took my time eating, hoping Maul would show up to join me. No such luck. Once I was finished I decided to shower, but before leaving the dining room I made sure Maul’s food was covered and placed in the warming drawer so in case he showed up while I was in the shower, he could eat. 

I stayed in the shower as long as I could, once again hoping that when I got out, got my soft robe wrapped around me, and walked out I would find him waiting for me. He wasn’t. I checked my datapad for any messages from him. Once again nothing. 

My last attempt to see him before I went to bed was staying up watching a holo. I made it halfway through before I could barely keep my eyes open. I had to get to bed. I sent Maul a message telling him that his dinner was in the kitchen, I was going to bed, and reminding him about my appointment tomorrow at 8. He didn’t have any meetings at that time for a reason. 

It took me a while to fall asleep but even then, I never heard Maul come home. 

The next morning I was woken up by Maul pressing a kiss to my forehead before he left. I didn’t have anything planned for today since we were supposed to leave earlier. So I laid in bed for another few minutes before finally getting up. Before I got ready I sent Maul a message asking him if he’d rather meet at the medical unit or come by here and walk with me there. I set down my datapad as I got ready. Once I was I grabbed it and saw no messages from Maul… he hadn’t even read the message. 

I sighed as I slipped my shoes on. He had never missed one yet. And sure I could reschedule it, but this was my last check-up before our trip. So I had to get it done now. 

When I got there I went through all the standard check-up stuff before we got to my favorite part, the ultrasound. 

"And there he is." The medical droid said. 

I looked over at the screen and couldn't help but smile. My son. 

"Would like copies of the scan?" The droid asked. 

"Yeah, just have them sent to my data pad. I'll share them Lord Maul later." 

"Very well. I must have a few questions before you leave, is that alright?" 

"Yeah." I nodded. 

"Okay. Question one, how are you feeling?" 

"Fine." I sighed. 

"Care to elaborate?" 

"Note really.” I suddenly didn’t really want to answer these questions because they were making me think about how Maul had seemingly forgotten about today. 

"Question two, have you been eating properly?" 

"Yup." I was being short with the droid. 

"Question three, have you been experiencing any discomfort?" 

"I'm carrying a human/zabrak hybrid, force-sensitive baby in my uterus, and despite only being 26 ½ weeks he’s had a growth spurt and is measuring 29, almost 30 weeks, so yes, I've been experiencing discomfort." I sassed. 

"How would you rate your discomfort, on a scale of 1-10." 

I let out a frustrated sigh, I was tired and missed Maul, "it's like a 5-6, very annoying but manageable. Are we almost done?" 

"Question four, have you been sleeping properly?" The droid ignored my question. 

"No." I said quietly. 

"Do you know what the cause is? If you're uncomfortable, try laying on your side. Many women at this stage in their pregnancy find it is more com-" 

"I'm not uncomfortable, just lonely. Maul's been super busy." I bit my lip, keeping the tears at bay, "I'm done. I'd like to leave now. Send me the scans." I sat up and pulled my shirt down. 

Before the droid could say anything I was gone. I went straight to Maul's office. He shouldn't have anyone right now. I opened the door and he didn't even bother to look up and see who it was.

"Don't you understand the concept of a closed door!? If the door is closed you do not enter. I do not have time for drop-ins right now. Go to Qi'ra and schedule a meeting. Now get out!" He said, not even glancing up to see it was just me. 

Suddenly all the sadness I felt melted away and was replaced with anger. 

"Didn't know I needed a meeting to speak to the father of the child I'm carrying." I snapped. 

He turned to face me eyes wide. 

"Yn, I'm sorry, I didn't kn-" he began, clearly upset that he yelled at me. 

"It's whatever." I cut him off, "Your heir is doing fine by the way. I'll send you the scans." I turned to leave and he used the force to shut the door before me. 

"Maul, open the door." I practically growled. 

I heard him sigh defeated and the door opened. 

"I'll see you tonight." He said gently. 

I scoffed, "I've heard that one before." 

"I will." 

"You better, we leave at 3:00." I said before leaving.

I made my way to where Qi'ra was working. 

"Yn, everything alright?" 

"Yes, do you have Maul's schedule?" 

"Yes..." 

"Send it to me." I said taking a seat at my desk. 

"Yes ma'am." She could tell I was in one of those moods where you don't question me. 

I looked it over and saw that he had meeting well into the evening again. 

"What the hell?" 

"Is something wrong?" 

"Why does he have meetings after 3:00?" 

"Last minute, urgent meetings." She replied. 

"We're supposed to leave at 3:00 for Dasar's wedding." 

"That's not until next week." 

"No, it's not. No... does he think it's next week?" 

Her silence gave me my answer. 

Without any hesitation, I sent a message to the hangar for them to prep my ship for departure. Then I pushed myself up out of my chair and went back to Maul's office. He looked panicked as he scrolled on his datapad. 

"So I guess I'm going alone?" 

"Yn- I-"

"Save it. I've been reminding you and reminding you about this. Clearly, you weren't listening. My stuff is packed. I already sent for my ship to be prepared. I was waiting until 3:00 to let you finish for the day but since you're not going I don't have to wait and I can get there earlier for my friend..." I was crying at this point. 

“Yn, please give me some time to figure something out.” Maul pleaded. 

“No. I am leaving. Feel free to show up when you can. Or don’t. I literally couldn’t give a single fuck about what you do right now.” I said before turning to leave. 

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genshin parents pt 3! (finally)

inazuma...it only took me 10 years... liyue version here and mondstadt version here

Ayaka would be the sweetest (albeit not the most present) mommy.

Hers, Ayato's, and Thoma's children would practically be raised together

The fact that she can't be as present as she wants KILLS her, but she makes sure to make up for it as much as she can with gifts, sweets, and quality time

Probably a bit overbearing when it comes to her kid's social life - she doesn't want them to be like her, after all. You'll frequently hear about how worried she is about their ability to make friends, and when they DO mention their friends, you'll hear about it for days on end.

Adamant about not putting too much pressure on her children, perhaps to the point of spoiling them.

100% has a scrapbook for her kids

Ayato cares greatly for his children just like Ayaka and regrets not being able to be around as much, but he doesn't quite spoil them as much as Ayaka.

As the family head, he does see them a good bit less than Ayaka can.

His kids would NOT be picky eaters. They catch on to his antics pretty young and harass Thoma's kids with their own 'interesting' dishes.

Probably overprotective of his kids. Oh, another child is picking on his own? He will personally intervene.

With Thoma's help, he organizes a family dinner every month. He unfortunately rarely gets to attend.

Gorou would definitely want to have a large family. You tease him about it, blaming his 'doggy instincts', but he just genuinely loves being a dad.

He won't admit it, but he would be absolutely over the moon if they shared his ears and tail. But don't worry, he'd love them just the same if they didn't!

With his first kid, he would 100% be posted by their bassinet 24/7 the first few days. Eventually, you figure it would be easier if you (carefully) just bedshared. This starts a trend where any of his kids will dogpile (haha) on your shared bed any chance they get.

Gets a little ahead of himself. When he even suspects a growth spurt going on, you come home to find waaay too many new little outfits. At least they're cute.

Despite still having an active military life, he'd try to shield his kids from war and violence the best he can.

Itto would be the most obnoxious dad in all of Inazuma. But he's so proud and loving nobody could fault him for it.

Loves being a dad just as much as Gorou, but would rather be one and done so he can pour all of his love into one kid without worrying about neglecting the others.

When he sees his kid's stubby little horns, he breaks down in tears. "They're - hic - theybe got mah horns..." he'd sob out. They stay stubby, but of course he's still just as proud of them.

LOVES giving his kid shoulder rides, almost more than his kid does. Seeing them hold on to his horns while they run amok and laugh and yell is a common sight.

When they're not riding on his shoulders, he's lugging them around like a football (and sometimes like a potato sack)

Thank the archons they share his strong oni blood because this boy is ROUGH with his kid. Wrestling, tossing them around, running through the forests together, you name it.

Thoma is another one that just loves to be a dad. He would probably want more than one, but maybe not a full sports team like Gorou.

In addition to being a loving dad, he also takes the role of Inazuma's Fun Uncle. He ends up taking care of Ayato's and Ayaka's children most of the time, and they're all very close.

I like to imagine that once he has a family, he tries to pay homage to Weinlesefest with them. Maybe he wishes he can take his kids to Mondstadt one day

If any of his kids (or anyone else's for that matter) gives him puppy dog eyes, he just can't resist giving in.

There's no way he doesn't spoil his kids. His kids practically own this poor man.

He is ALWAYS looking at small little gifts to give them

#itto x reader #ayaka x reader #ayato x reader #thoma x reader #gorou x reader #arataki itto x reader #genshin imagines #will i come back? will i disappear for another 5 months? nobody knows