#chris evans x kids

[juiles]

Just a normal day

Requested: yes

Summary: an average day with a teen and her father and his team.

Warnings: none

Type: pure fluff

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Today was a calm day. No one was out on a mission. Some people were writing up some mission reports but everyone was just lounging around the compound. A calm day. Y/n walked into the building, Friday alerting everyone around them that the teenager was home from school.

“Hello darling.” Steve said looking up from his piles of paperwork to see his daughter walking in, her backpack slung up on one shoulder, her phone in her other hand.

“Hi papa.” Y/n murmured plopping down next to the man with a soft sigh. “How’s paperwork?”

“Oh well you know. Average.” He said picking up his pen and starting to write again. “Homework?” This pulled an elongated sigh from the blonde teen who flopped her upper body on to Steve’s lap who chuckled and tucked a lock of hair behind the girls ear.

“Always.” She muttered with a small pout forming on her lips. “I don’t want to do it papa…”

The two heard a chuckle come from a redhead behind them. “Awe does the poor baby have homework?” Natasha rounded the corner and plopped down next to the man and his daughter. Y/n stuck her tongue out at the older woman. “Really mature kid.”

“Well i am a kid aunty Nat.” She said with a look before sitting up with a loud groan. “Time to do some AP calc i guess.” She said pulling out her binder from her backpack. The binder thudded on to the table making everyone glance up, most having an eyebrow raised at the loud sound it made.

“Damn kid. What kind of work are they giving you? It’s heavier than the files after the Battle of New York were.” Tony said shifting in his seat to sit back and look at her binder.

“It’s uhm… calc and then just normal classes? It’s average work load for students.” She shrugged and started her homework. “Whose day is it for dinner?” Natasha asked as she scrolled on her phone lounging next to the young girl.

“Wanda i think. But i could be wrong.” She murmured as her feet went to lay over her fathers lap. “Papa do you know?”

Steve gave a hum with a shake of his head as he finished signing off the paperwork in front of him. “No doll. Do your homework please.”

Y/n roller her eyes at her father before going back to her work mumbling about something no one could understand. Natasha stood up and walked in to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. “Want some coffee kid?” She asked looking over her shoulder seeing the blonde nod slightly. “Cream and sugar?” She once again saw the ponytail bib up and down and she poured the coffee for herself and the girl before bringing it back over making all the guys start to whine.

“What?”

“You can’t just get her and you coffee?!”

“Why don’t we get coffee?!”

“Come on Romanoff!”

“Favouritism!”

The teen merely smirked and stuck her tongue out at the men who preceded to all pout. “I’m her favourite. It’s very clear.” Natasha rolled her eyes and continued to scroll on her phone while the teen did homework. Tony coming over at one point to help her with calculus and Bucky and Steve helping out with her world war project for history.

All was calm until Wanda called dinner, causing all the guys to stumble over each other to get a spot at the table, all leaving a seat next to Steve open so the teen could sit there after packing her bag up. She came in with a sigh and plopped down beside her father.

Dinner was her favourite time of day. It was when everyone who was on earth and not on a mission, got together and had normal conversations and family time. It was very nice. A little loud, a little chaotic with all the guys trying to get all the food, especially when Thor was here but she wouldn’t change it for the world.

“Papa. Can you pass the peas please?” Y/n asked timidly looking over at the blonde man who hummed and put it on her plate. “Thank you.”

“What do you want to do after dinner baby?” He asked the teen as she looked around at the table. “Movie night?”

Tony whooped and looked at the teen. “Who’s picking mini cap?”

“I’m not mini cap and I am. You all pick lame ass movies.” Y/n said causing all the men to immediately protest. “Nope! If you don’t wanna watch my movie then fine but papa, aunty Nat and aunty Wanda and I are!” She said with a small huff making everyone try to muffle a laugh. “You’re so cute darling.” Steve said kissing his daughters head causing the girls cheeks and ears to tint pink.

The team all helped clean up from dinner before they all found their way to the living room where they all settled down. Thor sitting on the floor, leaning against the arm of the couch. Tony with Pepper cuddled up in a love seat. Wanda and Natasha cuddled on one side of y/n. Steve holding his daughter close on the other side. The whole family settled down to watch the movie that the teen had picked.

As y/f/m played, y/n started to drift off, her head buried into her dads neck just enjoying the calmness and love that came from being surrounded by her whole family. She felt herself be lifted and tucked into her bed and a scruffy kiss from her father who murmured a soft ‘I love you darling. Sleep good’ before leaving her to fall asleep contently.

#marvel imagine #avengers imagine #mcu imagine #steve rogers #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x daughter!reader #captain america #captain america fluff #captain america imagine #chris evans #natasha romanoff imagine #avengers x reader #avengers x teen!reader #avengers x kid!reader #the avengers #avengers headcanon #avengers x rogers!reader

[chronicowboy]

i can't stop thinking about how much kids love to ask questions especially crazy ones that adults would never think of asking and how one of christopher's first lines in the show is about whether or not dogs know they're dogs and i think about eddie, who probably never got to ask a lot of those questions because he was forced to grow up so fast so young, making sure chris knows that those questions are valued and wonderful and make him all the better and then i think about evan "i'm the guy with the answers" buckley who has always been so childlike in his curiosity, who would take every one of chris' questions so seriously, who would give long thoughtful answers or go away and look it up so he had the answer next time even if chris didn't remember the question to begin with and i just. they're the perfect family. they're so fucking full of love and they all complement each other so perfectly and it's just. FUCK.

#sami rambles #sorry idk there was just this ad where this kid was asking his dad questions and the dad goes away to look it up #and i just thought oh thats buck and chris bc my brain has been rotted by this show #and THEN i remembered eddie's fuckign face when chris asks the dog question and i just. #SO MANY FEELINGS #911 show #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buck x eddie #christopher diaz #buck and christopher #buckley diaz family

[babyjakes]

sweet surprise. [blurb.]

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event | august '23 general requests blurb night

summary | ransom has a surprise encounter with your little niece.

pairing | soft!ransom drysdale x auntie!reader (+ reader's baby!niece)

warnings | SOFT RANSOM IS BACK. just soooo fluffy, like unbearable amounts of fluff hehe. written from reader's pov, but most of it is just ran & da baby <3

word count | 689

requested by @brandycranby | hiiiiii eun ✨💕 for blurb night, maybe we could see a fluff or hurt/comfort + unexpectedly soft!ransom + baby? like a teeny tiny chubby wubby baby 🥺

an | aaaahhhhh i'm so glad you sent in this request brandy bby, i've been DYING to write soft!ran lately and this is just the sweetest idea ever ever, hope you enjoy sweet friend and thank you for the amazing idea!!

You don't hear Ransom as he returns home from work, tossing his bag beside the door with a quiet grumble. As always, he's not in the best mood after spending nearly six hours at his grandfather's, helping the old writer with the logistics of his business. He can't wait to spend time with you, the sunshine that always brightens his day and erases any worries that might be floating around in his mind. He doesn't see you as he looks around the living room, but what he does see catches him off guard. On the floor, across the room, sits a strange-looking contraption— some sort of swing. He lets out a gasp as he sees what's sitting inside: a tiny baby whose big, bright eyes are looking over at him with a darling sense of curiosity.

"Oh my," Ransom hums to himself. He stands frozen for a few moments, looking around the room again. You're nowhere to be found. "Now what are you doing here all alone?" he hums softly, finally building up the courage to start making his way over to the swing.

He stops several feet away, just observing the tiny being. Judging by the sweet pink lettering on her jumper that spells out Mama's Girl, he's able to easily guess the infant's gender. "My goodness," the large man whispers, his face softening as the sweet little girl smiles at the sound of his voice, "you're so tiny. What're you doing here, hmm? Was y/n looking after you this afternoon?"

He sits down cross-legged on the floor, scooting himself up a bit more as the baby sways gently in the swing, clapping her tiny hands together clumsily to show the stranger that she's happy to see him. Ransom bites back a smile, reaching out a hand to brush back the little one's thin tufts of hair. "Hi there, pretty girl," he murmurs, "Are you clappin' for me? That's so nice of you, sweetheart. What a smart girl you are."

The infant claps a few more times, giggling softly as a defeated smile finally crosses the brown-haired man's face. "You're too sweet," he admits, stroking the baby's chubby little cheek. "I wonder where y/n is, hmm? Have you seen her?" he asks comically, his grin widening as the baby just continues to wiggle and smile in the swing. "You wanna come out, sweetheart? C'mere, let me hold you."

His hands are steady and careful as he gently unbuckles her from the swing, being sure to support her neck and head as he lifts her up and brings her to his chest. "Oh my," his voice flutters as she tucks her tiny head against his shoulder, snuggling right up to him. "There you go, angel. I got you," he whispers, stroking her hair as he bounces her gently in his arms.

"Welcome home," you giggle as you enter the doorway to the kitchen, your heart swelling at the sight of the giant man holding the tiny baby so carefully, as if she's the most precious thing in the world.

"Look, there's y/n!" Ransom coos excitedly to the little one, causing her to look over at you and offer you a huge, toothless smile. "I bet she missed you!"

"Looks like you're Uncle Ran, huh?" you joke as you join the two on the floor, rubbing the tiny girl's back as Ransom sways and cradles her. "Never knew you liked babies."

"Me neither," the man chuckles, looking down at your niece with the gentlest smile. "But I think this little one might've changed my mind. Look at how tiny she is. So tiny and precious, aren't you?" he fusses her again, earning a chorus of giggles from the baby as he messes her hair carefully. "How long is she staying?" Ransom asks, looking back up at you. "Can we see her again soon? I'll take off work, Harlen won't mind— we should bring her over to see him! He loves kids."

"Hey, hey, slow down," you laugh, leaning over to kiss the sweet man's forehead as you remind him, "I haven't even told you her name yet."

#eun's writing #august '23 blurb night #sweet surprise #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #ransom drysdale kid fic #ransom drysdale one shot #ransom drysdale imagine #ransom drysdale blurb #ransom drysdale drabble #ransom drysdale headcanon #knives out #knives out fanfiction #chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fluff #chris evans kid fic #soft!ransom drysdale

[blackypanther9]

Caring Afton kids| William gives birth

FINALLY !!! Some really wanted this, so I pretty much decided why not and made it angsty, wholesome and a bit (Really just a slight bit) dark. AND I FINALLY FINISHED IT !!! QWQ

WARNING!: Birth, wholesome, body/gender changing, blood, screaming, murder, Evan/Chris/CC tells M/n what he saw, rough Sex, biting, marking, pregnancy, perverted old doctor AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

The first two months of William’s pregnancy were pretty uneventful. Nothing happened, but Will throwing up and eating a lot. That was good, M/n supposed...

While that happened, M/n experimented on William’s cum, that, he had in the tank of his “milking” machine. Finally he got what he wanted and made a small little “potion” for William to consume twice a day.

Of course there was still plenty enough left of Will’s spunk and honestly, M/n was glad that there was. Many normal thinking people would probably consider to give it to doctors that can give women a child by putting sperm inside them from other people, donate it if you wanna call it that, others would think it is a trophy or again others would probably even go so far and thing that M/n will use the cum for something twisted.

...Maybe he did use it for something twisted.

You see...M/n was an Incubus. Usually Incubi are looking for a male or female for a one time fuck. M/n though...fell in love with William and his Incubus side was awakened after the 5th time they had Sex together. He grew pretty depended on William, his pleasure and his cum.

Incubi can be fed by their victim’s pleasure and cum, so there we have THAT. One of the few reasons he build the machine.

The other one was to help his Bunny to have no trouble giving birth. William might not have seen it, but M/n saw that the Doc was lying. They had that incident once before already, yes, but the male that gave birth, never got out alive. His hole was ripped wide open and bleeding like shit. There was no saving him.

How did M/n know ? He stole their report files about that man. They have no CLUE how to make them stay alive.

-Month three-

M/n started to mix the potion into William’s food and drinks. Until now he never noticed it and everything seemed to work just fine. William stopped throwing up completely and he ate way more and ran more often to the toilet, to relieve his bladder. The only thing that was new, was how horny William was from time to time.

His belly also started to show already and M/n forbid William to go to work, so nothing bad will happen to him and the baby. His bunny was a CEO after all and owned Fredbear’s, Circus Baby’s and they were VERY successful too. Anyone would love to hurt him just so he will lose his business.

But back to the whole horny William part...

“AH~!”

....because that was just happening.

“You like that, hmmm~? You like that little slut~?!”, M/n asked his bunny, while fucking into him harshly.

“MYES~! AH~! MORE~!”

William’s cock was again connected to the machine, filling an empty tank with his cum. He was cross eyed and this would be his 6th time in a row that he cums. M/n slammed into his bunny’s prostate harshly, making William jostle in the bed, screaming out his moans.

Michael and Evan were at Henry’s for the weekend, per M/n’s request. So M/n didn’t care how loud William was.

“MASTER~!”, William screamed out as he came the 6th time.

M/n had a smile on his face as he watched his bunny’s fucked out expression. William was still horny, but M/n knew how to fix it every time. He roughly fucked into his bunny, while he was still in his aftershocks. It made William crazy instantly and he moaned and babbled nonsense.

“Such a good little breed able bunny~ You are such a good little slut~”, M/n purred out.

William babbled something, that made no sense and M/n loved it. He got his William completely drunk on his cock and absolutely brain dead. M/n was so close to fill William again and he lifted him up by the hips, then came inside his little Pet again. William whimpered in pleasure.

When M/n finished inside William, he put him back down and then roughly fucked into him again, making William babble again and scream his moans out into the room. M/n couldn’t resist and mouthed at his Pet’s throat. William just continued to scream out his moans, too far gone to say or do anything else, besides hug M/n close to himself.

After a few minutes of making harsh love to William and mouthing his throat, he started to bite it and William froze as M/n did so. Then he picked up his pace, making William scream his moans out louder than he already did. His voice will be so sore the next day. M/n could feel William’s last orgasm, for now, approaching.

“CUMMING ! CUMMING ! CUMMING~!!!”, William yelled in pleasure.

M/n let go of his Pet’s neck.

“Me too, Pet~ Cum for Master~”, M/n purred out.

On command, William came crashing down again, screaming in pleasure. M/n pulled him close, shoved himself in as deep as he could, cock twitching wildly inside William’s hole, and filled his bunny up again.

As soon as M/n was finished filling William up, his Pet slumped and was fast asleep. M/n carefully maneuvered them so they lay on their sides, his cock still buried inside William. M/n knew that as soon as his Pet woke up again, he wants to continue rabbiting. So there was no need to pull out.

-Month four-

Michael finally got together with a girl he had a crush on. Her name was Reina. M/n had to give Mike so many tips and advices that he doubted that Mike would ever remember all of them. But he did and finally was dating the girl he liked.

William encouraged his Son, supported him even. He just told him to not have the deed with her without protection. Mike complained about it, but was thankful that his Father didn’t hate him for dating and supported him instead.

Michael and Evan also knew that their father is expecting a baby. While Michael and Evan were in amazement that he even COULD get pregnant, they were excited to have another sibling around. M/n was glad that they didn’t have a problem with another sibling.

But...M/n had to admit that William looked way too big for having only ONE child. So he decided to make another appointment by the doctor, for a checkup. It was next month.

-Month five-

William and M/n were in the doctor’s office. He checked on him and was surprised at what he saw.

“Mr. Afton...”

“Y-yes ?”, William asked nervously.

“You have twins.”

Both, William’s and M/n’s, eyes widened in shock at these news.

“TWINS ?!”

The doctor nodded. He seemed worried now and M/n knew why. The last male had only ONE child and died right after birthing it. William had two. He scoffed in his mind. William will NOT die. Not while he was around !

They went back home, not wanting to be spoiled by the genders. They want it to be a surprise. William was slowly freaking out, while M/n already planned the rooms and everything.

“Don’t worry, my Darling. Everything will go just fine.”, M/n tried to calm William down.

“I will NEVER survive birthing them ! Gosh M/n, they are going to come out of my ASS ! I don’t HAVE a cunt ! I am not a woman ! I will die ! I...I will never see them grow up...”, William said scared.

M/n pulled William into a tight hug.

“I won’t let that happen. You will see them grow up. Stop stressing yourself, it is not healthy for the babies.”

“B-But-!”

“Pet. No buts. I have everything under control. You just lay back, take good care of yourself and the babies and wait it out. Trust me. I know what I’m doing, Pet.”

William whimpered submissively and nodded. M/n kissed William’s cheek and then noticed how hard William was.

“You want me to take care of you, hmm~?”

“P-please...”

M/n chuckled and undressed himself, William quickly copied his motions, undressing himself as well. And they instantly went to rabbiting again.

-Month six-

The babies started kicking and William was so excited and full of joy, that he started crying, while he had M/n’s hand on his stomach, so he can feel them kicking too. M/n smiled brightly.

“Hello you two. I hope Momma takes good care of you two in there.”

William blushed a deep shade of red.

“M-Momma ?”, he asked M/n.

“You will birth them. You are their Momma. You will bring these two sweet babies to the world, so we can properly meet them.”

William stared at M/n with big eyes, filled with love and joy. Yes...sweet babies... William didn’t know that M/n already made the Baby rooms and that Mike and Evan wanted to help. Even Reina, Mike’s girlfriend, decided to help.

M/n kept feeding the serum to William and he could FEEL the changes. William’s body changed whenever he slept. It seemed like Will never noticed it though.

-Month seven-

William had big troubles moving and walking, so he was forced to stay in his bed. M/n and the other three finished the rooms and one was colored green and the other was colored purple.

Will was not allowed to be stressed at all, so M/n checked up on his Pet frequently. He could see the small boobs that William grew and he was getting proud that the serum worked. His bunny slept most of the time, but still, everything went perfectly well.

He barely wants to still have Sex, just food, bathroom and sleep. M/n was happy about that, because if he still would want Sex, he doubted that he could have behaved with his breeding urges. Then he could have hurt the babies.

-Month eight-

M/n woke up to screaming from his bunny. He jumped up from his sleeping position and saw what made him scream.

“Willy, Willy, calm down, my Love.”, M/n said calmly.

“W-what happened to me ?!”, he yelled at M/n in fear.

“Shhh, shhh... Calm down Love. I can explain everything. Just calm down...”, M/n cooed.

William took calming breaths with M/n and soon enough just waited for an explanation.

“I caused this to happen to you. I experimented on your DNA, which was in your cum and then started to make a serum to make this happen.”

“Why ?”

“So you won’t die. The last pregnant male, didn’t make it, because they couldn’t stop the bleeding and his hole was ripped wide open. It stood in the reports. I gave you a female body, so you can birth them and survive. I know that you can make it in this body. And the effect will wear off two months after you stopped taking the serum. Babies will need almost a year to stop sucking from the chest, so you will have to continue taking the serum until they don’t need Mother milk anymore.”

William stared at M/n and for once, M/n couldn’t tell how Will felt about all of this. Suddenly William hugged M/n tightly and gave him a loving, deep kiss, which M/n returned gladly. Then they pulled away and William was smiling brightly.

“Thank you, my Dear. Thank you so much.”

M/n gave him a loving smile.

“I told you that I have everything under control, my Darling. Now please, continue to rest and do NOT freak out and get stressed again. Okay ?”

William chuckled and nodded.

“Good.”

M/n gave William another deep kiss and then snuggled him again. They fell asleep together again until...

“DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD ! CAN YOU DRIVE ME TO SCHOOL ?!”, Michael called.

M/n groaned and then held William’s ears shut.

“YOU’RE NOT GOING TODAY ! I WILL WRITE YOU SICK FOR TWO DAYS !”

“OKAY ! I LOVE YOU !”

“LOVE YOU TOO, MIKE ! PLEASE CECK UP ON EVAN !”

“I WILL !”

Then M/n pulled his hands away from Will’s ears and cuddled him again.

“PAPA ?! EVAN PUKED ONTO THE CARPET ! I THINK HE IS SICK !”

M/n growled in annoyance and got out of bed.

“COMING !”

With that M/n left with only his underwear on, ready to clean up Evan’s room. William chuckled softly at M/n’s misery.

-Month nine-

His water broke. His water broke and he couldn’t move, nor could M/n get him to the car ! He called the doctors and told them that he can’t move William at all. He just got him barely to the bathroom. He was opening fast and there wasn’t much time.

They hurried over to William’s house and M/n called Henry to take care of Mike and Evan. Reina also came over for Mike’s support and Charlie came with her Father. They were in the room furthest away from the whole disaster.

Michael was fighting with one of the doctors that kept him away from his Father and Papa.

“I am their SON ! I have a right to be by my Father’s side ! Let me fucking through !”

“I am sorry, boy, but you are too young for this. It would scar you.”

“I went through HELL already ! It is more scarring to hear my Dad screaming in pain and I can’t be there for him, to support him ! That is my DAD ! Let me get to him ! Let me help him !”

Suddenly M/n left the room and spotted Mike, who was in tears.

“Mike ? What are you doing here ?”, M/n asked.

“I want to be there for my Dad, Papa ! They won’t let me !”, Michael sobbed out.

M/n saw the fear, pain, helplessness and anger in the boy’s eyes. M/n glared at the Doctor.

“Let him to his Father.”, he said.

“Sir, he is way too young to-“

“I don’t care ! Can’t you see how scared he is for his Father ?! He is scared shitless ! He doesn’t know how his Father is doing ! He wants to be there for him, which speaks volumes ! So for fucks sake let him through and support his Father !”, M/n yelled at him.

“He is only ten-“

“Michael is SIXTEEN years old ! He KNOWS what he wants ! He KNOWS what he can handle ! He already had birthing and Sex in fucking CLASS ! God he is a little shit sometimes and makes the worst jokes about Sex and birth too ! Now let him through !”

The doctor shut up and let Mike pass, who ran into the room. Then M/n rushed to get a glass of water for William, then he entered the room again quickly.

He saw Michael holding William’s left hand. He saw the love, care and worry in the boys eyes. Michael was definitely a Daddy’s boy. He loved William, as a Father, to infinity and back.

“You can do this, Dad. I believe in you, okay ? Evan does too. I am here not just for myself, but also for Evan. We both support you. We believe in you.”, Michael told his Father, who was in pain.

“I am surprised that he is a woman...”, the doctor at his feet said.

“Does it concern you ? Please just help us get the Babies out safely.”, M/n replied.

William squeezed Michael’s hand softly and smiled at him, while M/n sat down next to William and held his right hand, which William also squeezed gently.

“How did he change his gender ?”

“It is none of your concern, Sir.”, M/n replied to the Doctor, that was too curious for his own good.

Another contraption and William screamed again, squeezing Mike’s and M/n’s hands tighter.

“You can do it, Dad. Soon it will be over. It will be over as soon as it started. And we will be here through it all. Okay ?”

William was sweating from pain and slight stress, but nodded. When the pain left, he smiled at his Son again.

“You are a great support, you know that, Son ?”, William asked.

“I hoped that I would be.”, Mike replied.

William chuckled softly.

“I love you, Michael.”

Michael looked at his Dad in surprise and then he smiled brightly.

“I love you too, Dad.”

“You are a very loyal Son. I-I’m sorry that I only realized this, when I met M/n and not earlier...”

Michael gave his Father a sad smile.

“We all make mistakes, Dad. You were pretty busy, tried to give us everything you could. You couldn’t have known why I did what I did to Evan. I’m...glad that M/n found out and snitched.”

William gave a sad smile back.

“I should have noticed it though, Mike. You loved your little Brother so much and I didn’t even consider...”

“It doesn’t matter anymore, Dad. We made up for it and you know what ? Now we will have another sibling. You are more important right now than this silly conversation. Just concentrate on the baby now, okay ?”

William chuckled softly.

“Babies, Mikey.”

Mike chuckled.

“Yes, Babies. I forgot that it was twins.”

“Two more contraptions and then he is fully opened. Then he should push with the third one.”, the nurse next to the doctor said.

M/n nodded and Mike did the same.

“I will quickly check up on Evan and Henry. I will be back quickly, okay ?”

Mike nodded and William let go of M/n’s hand.

“Take care of your Dad, until I’m back. Keep encouraging him.”

“I will.”, Mike replied.

Then M/n left the room and sprinted down the hallway into Mike’s room. Evan, Charlie and Henry looked up and saw M/n.

“How is he doing ?”, Henry asked.

“He is still in the opening process, but he is doing as fine as he can with the pain. Mike is there and supports him. How are you three ?”

“Evan is a bit distressed. He wants to be with his Dad, but he is very sensitive to loud noises, so he is torn in between what he should do. Charlie is worried and I am as well.”

“How is Mike ?”, Reina asked worried.

“He is doing just fine. A bit worried and stressed, but his love and worry for his Father, the urge to be there for him and help him through this outweightens his stress and fear. He is a very determined, strong boy. I hope you will keep that in mind and keep him, as long as you can, happy.”

Reina smiled and nodded softly. She planned to make him happy. Michael was a special, extraordinary boy.

M/n looked at Evan and the boy looked guilty. He went over to him.

“Do you want to be with Dad ? Do you want to support him as well ?”

Evan nodded.

“B-but I’m scared of loud n-noises...”, he replied.

“I know, baby... But I might have a solution. Every time he screams, I will hold your ears shut, so it will be quieter. How about that ?”, M/n suggested.

“Y-you would...do that ?”, Evan asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure that is a good idea, M/n ?”, Henry asked worried.

“I will make sure that he doesn’t see the other end of Will. Don’t worry. I will stand right behind him and shield his sight. But he wants to be there for Will. He should have the same chance as Mike to support his Dad.”

Henry was silent at that for a while.

“Good point. Just be careful, you two.”

“We will be. Come on Evan.”

Evan took M/n’s hand, his Fredbear plush and then they went back and into the bathroom, William was about to give water birth in. M/n shielded Evan’s sight and guided him inside, then turned him around and uncovered his eyes. Evan instantly saw his Father and knelt down, holding his dad’s right hand.

William opened his eyes and stared at Evan in surprise.

“Evan ?”

Mike looked at him just as surprised. Evan gave a shy smile.

“Hey, Papa... I wanted to help too, like Mikey. Daddy said that I can and he will hold my ears shut when loud noises occur.”, Evan said.

William looked at M/n, who knelt to Evan’s right side, shielding the sight that might be gruesome for a seven year old, from Evan.

“He was torn. He wanted to help, but is sensitive to loud noises. He felt guilty that he didn’t come along just because of the loud noises, so I offered a solution and he was more than happy to come along. I thought you might want to at least see them and have their support as well as mine. After all, you love them, they love you, we are a family and it is about to get bigger. Hope you are not mad, Love.”

William gave M/n a watery smile.

“Mad ? No, no, no. I am so happy to have them both here with me. I...I never thought they would want to be present when this happens.”, William replied.

“Their love and worry for you, is bigger than you thought, Darling. You mean the world to them and they are ready to go against their own fears and out of their own comfort zone, just to be there for you. Not every child does that, but these two are happy to be here.”

“How is Reina ?”, Mike asked softly.

“She is doing well. She was worried about you, but I made them disappear quickly. I told her that you were alright, besides the slight stress and worry you have right now.”

Mike nodded and then smiled softly. Evan and Mike continued to hold William’s hands.

“Did I miss a contraption ?”

Mike shook his head.

“No. But one is about to come, Dad’s hands are gripping a bit stronger.”

M/n nodded and held Evan’s ears shut. Not even 10 seconds after he did that, did William scream again and squeezed Evan’s and Mike’s hands a bit tighter.

“FUCK !!!”, William cursed loudly.

Evan did squeeze his eyes shut, but the screaming was definitely quieter. He was thankful for that. He didn’t like seeing his Dad in pain, but he hoped that him being here, will help his Dad at least a little bit...

The other contraption came way quicker and the third one was where the agony started. M/n held Evan’s ears shut tightly, while William squeezed Mike’s hand tighter than he did before and his right hand squeezed a piece of cloth tightly. Evan had his hands on William’s upper arm, squeezing it from time to time and he petted it too. At some point he put Fredbear onto his dad’s chest too, telling him that he is there for a bit more support.

William would have smiled, if he wouldn’t have been in pain. Both of his Sons were so sweet.

“You can do this Dad. I know you can. You are strong.”, Michael encouraged his Father, to stay strong.

“Come on Papa, you can do this. You are cool in everything you do. I believe in you.”, Evan told William.

William really would have smiled. With each contraption he had to push the babies out, his Sons and Husband encouraged him to keep going. They believed in him, they knew he can make it. Soon, the first child was finally out and Evan heard cries of a baby. Michael didn’t look into the direction, just at his Dad, while Evan tried to glance over, just to see the shirt of M/n.

“You don’t want to see that yet, Evan. Trust me. You are too young for that sight.”, M/n said over William’s next scream.

Evan nodded and kept encouraging his Dad with Mike and M/n.

“GOD DAMN IT ! M/N NEXT TIME YOU MAKE ME PREGNANT, I WILL PERSONALLY STAB YOU !”, William yelled at M/n.

He only chuckled.

“You say that now, Darling. After a few years you are begging me to give you another one. I bet.”, M/n teased.

“IN YOUR DREAMS !”

“We will see, my Love.”

And then the next push and...again cries of a Baby. William huffed and tried to calm his racing heart down. The nurses left the bathroom and went to the second one downstairs, to clean the babies and check on them.

“You did it, Love. They are out.”, M/n cooed.

“You did great Dad.”, Michael praised, his eyes filled with pride and joy.

His Father pulled though, he made it, he gave successful birth to two new siblings. He is still alive too.

“You did so awesome, Papa. I knew you could do it. Fredbear also knew you could. We are proud of you.”, Evan praised.

William was a bit calmer and he smiled softly at his kids.

“I think without the three of you, I wouldn’t have pulled through.”, William got out.

The kids smiled at their Father and M/n smirked.

“Of course you wouldn’t have. Without our awesomeness, you would have pouted and refused to give birth.”, M/n teased.

William laughed.

“You absolute idiot. Hahahaha !”, William replied.

“You know me, Darling. An idiot through and through.”, M/n said with a wink.

Then William closed his eyes, exhausted.

“Should we...?”, Michael asked M/n.

“Let your Dad rest a bit. He just went through a lot of physical stress. We will wake him up when the Babies are arriving, yes ?”, M/n asked.

“Yes !”, both, Evan and Michael said in excitement.

After an hour the nurses came back with the Babies. They were wrapped up in towels and they gave one to M/n and the other carefully to Michael.

“Am I holding them right ?”, asked Mike.

M/n chuckled.

“The arm where the head lays needs to go a bit higher, make sure you have the baby’s back on your whole arm, then you hold them just right.”, he explained.

“One is a girl and one is a boy.”, the nurse told them.

“Another Brother ! And another sister !”, Evan cheered happily.

M/n chuckled and then softly woke William up. He moaned in slight discomfort and then opened his eyes.

“Hmmm ?”

“The Babies are here, Willy.”

At that William was wide awake and looked into M/n’s arms. His heart melted as he saw the sleeping Babe in M/n’s arms.

“The other one is with Mike.”, M/n informed.

William turned his head around and saw Michael holding the other sleeping Babe.

“This is so damn adorable. They both are so precious.”, William said, voice hoarse.

M/n got the glass of water and gave it to William, who drank the whole glass empty. He gave it back to M/n.

“Thank you, Love.”

“No issue, Darling.”

Then William stretched his arms out.

“Can I...?”

M/n handed William their Baby and William looked at them lovingly. Then he checked their gender.

“A Baby girl...Love, a girl.”, William said with utter happiness.

M/n nodded his head softly and smiled.

“What name, Dear ?”, M/n asked.

William gave his Baby girl a soft smile.

“Penelope. Penelope Liz Afton.”, William got out.

“What about our little Brother, Dad ? What will be his name ?”, Mike asked.

William looked at Mike then at his other Baby and then at M/n.

“Another boy ? Another Baby boy ?”

M/n smiled and nodded.

William smiled brightly.

“Alex. Alex Zero Afton.”

M/n chuckled.

“Zero ?”

“Well...I did read a book with a cool character in it that was names Zero. Why not ?”

“Nothing, it’s just...I find it cute, Willy.”

“So the names are decided ?”, another nurse asked.

The parents nodded and the nurse wrote them down.

“The birth certificates will be in your hands tomorrow. The Babies are both healthy and Mr. Afton will be all healed up in 2 months. Until then no intercourse, no heavy objects lifting and no stressing.”

They all nodded and with that the doctors and nurses left the house and left the Family alone.

“I am so happy to have them.”, William said.

“We are too, Dad.”, Michael replied for Evan, M/n and himself.

They nodded in agreement.

-Time skip-

M/n was walking outside to someone’s house. The house of the doctor, that, didn’t really help to give birth to his two sweet twin Babies. All that old pervert did was stare at William’s cunt and the nurse had to help to get the Babies out. That Freak just stared.

While no one else noticed...M/n did. That sick old fuck had lust in his eyes as he saw William’s cunt. He wanted HIS Bunny. If he wouldn’t have given birth today, he would have disgraced William. And THAT, M/n, can’t let go unpunished.

He broke into the old man’s house and saw that he lived all alone. His wife left him with his unborn child. And somehow M/n had a feeling that she was forced into all of that. He sneaked into the kitchen and saw the Fucker hand up pictures of William’s cunt. Oh he was ready to kill him.

He took out his knife and sneaked up on him. The man saw him in the fridge mirror, gasped and spun around, only to feel how the large kitchen knife stabbed right into the Man’s chest and lung. M/n tsked and pulled it out.

“You should have stayed still, you perverted old fuck !”, M/n spat.

Then he stepped on the man’s left ankle and broke it, making the man whimper in utter pain. He continued to torture him, until he was bored and killed him off.

“I knew you were too curious for your own good.”, M/n muttered and then burned the house down.

He was back home, before anyone even knew he ever left. He bleached the knife clean, cleaned the sink and then put the large kitchen knife back into the dish washer. He was ready to go to William’s and his own bedroom, as...

“You killed him...d-didn’t y-you ?”, Evan asked.

M/n froze up.

“Killed who, Ev ?”

“T-the creepy doctor. M-Mikey said that perverted old fuck just s-started at Papa’s forbidden Zone and...t-took pictures of it.”

M/n stared darkly into the hallway.

“I did kill him, yes. I did it to protect your Dad. Don’t tell anyone about this, Ev. Okay ?”

“W-why ? Y-you only did it to p-protect us.”

“Police doesn’t care about the reason. Murder is murder. It is very bad. Even if you only have good intentions, police and the law doesn’t care about it. But they don’t help you to keep families save either. They always just do something about it, when something terrible already happened. ...And sometimes...they still don’t do anything...”

Evan stared at M/n with wide eyes.

“L-like Lizzy ? T-they don’t l-look for her anymore ?”, he asked.

M/n was silent for a long while before he answered.

“...Yes... They just...stopped looking for her. Your Dad and me...we were angry and devastated. I’ve been searching for her since.”

“C-circus B-baby a-ate he-her...”, Evan got out.

M/n perked up at that in utter surprise.

“What ?”, he whispered out.

“B-baby...sh-she ATE L-Lizzy. I-I tried to...stop h-her f-from getting to cl-close. B-but she didn’t l-listen.”, Evan explained.

M/n turned around and looked at Evan.

“Why didn’t you tell us ?”

“I-I was sc-scared y-you would be ma-mad at me...”

“Oh, honey...”

M/n pulled Evan into a hug. Evan hugged back and started to cry.

“’M sorry !”, he yelled into M/n’s shirt.

“No, no. Shh...everything is okay.”

“M-Mikey saw her t-too ! B-but he...th-thought he hallu-cinated !”

“The day he forgot to take his pills...Damn...”

“W-will sh-she be o-okay ?”, Evan asked.

“I will see, Evan. Don’t worry.”

Evan nodded softly.

“Now go to bed, little guy.”

Evan nodded again and went to bed.

End ? Or shall we bring Elizabeth back in the LAST chapter ?

#William Afton x Reader #Male!Reader #Incubus!Reader #William Afton/Dave Miller #Purple guy #Man behind the slaughter #Afton Family #Evan/Chris/CC Afton #Michael Afton #FNaF #Part 4 #Caring Afton kids| William gives birth #M/n's Pet #read warnings above #MY AU

[cevansbrat0007]

Hey Britt! I hope you’re having a lovely weekend 🥰😘

Did daddy Andy get some sweet gifts off his family for Father’s Day, or was it more of a spiders in the cupboard kind of day?

Hi! Sorry I missed this one regarding Daddy Andy's Father's Day. I am happy to confirm that there were no spiders in the cupboard that day. Baby Girl decided to be nice and save that for the next weekend.

Instead, she and the kids treated the Barber patriarch to breakfast in bed. He woke up to a hearty helping of eggs, bacon, and chocolate chip pancakes - complete with a side of his wife's famous home fries.

And since he didn't want to eat alone, the entire family ended up bringing their plates in the bedroom where they dined while sitting on the floor. It was very sweet, if not a little chaotic. But Andy would have honestly been hard-pressed to name another time when he felt so loved and cherished.

Once everyone was through eating it was, of course, time for gifts. While Andy always makes a point of telling his Barber brood that he doesn't need or want anything except for them, they often prove to have selective hearing. Something they must've gotten from their mother.

This Father's Day, he received a brand new robe embroidered with his initials, some barbecue tools, an apron, and a gourmet spice rub set. And while he loved all of his gifts, he was especially excited to test out the last three items while using the new wood pellet grill and smoker combo he received on his birthday.

And later that evening, Baby Girl treated him to his favorite dessert: key lime pie. Which he found was best enjoyed in bed after a feverish round of lovemaking.

Thanks for the ask!

#cevansbrat007 asks #chris evans #andy barber #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #chris evans fanfiction #andy barber fanfiction #chris evans smut #andy barber smut #chris evans x reader #andy barber x reader #chris evans x black!reader #andy barber x black!reader #chris evans x wife!reader #andy barber x wife!reader #the barber family #the barber kids #cevansbrat0007growing pains series

[allmonstersxarehuman]

Please read link before requesting so you know how things are working at moment. So you are not disappointed with the time it takes to write or the word count for request.

I am posting a picture of some prompts and just tell me who I should write for.

Yes I am comfortable with writing smut.

List of who I will write for:

(Though there are probably some that I forgot to list so you can definitely look at my masterlist and see who I have written for and just ask to see if I am willing to write for them again.)

Stray Kids members

BTS members

Ateez members (though I am still new to the ATINY fandom)

Members of Seventeen

Sebastian Stan and some of his characters

Chris Evans and some of his characters

Teen Wolf characters

DISCLAIMER: I DID NOT MAKE THIS LIST CREDIT TO THE PERSON WHO DID.

#stray kids smut #bts smut #chris evans smut #stray kids x reader #sebastian stan smut #skz smut #teen wolf imagine #ateez x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen smut

[boston-babies]

Misunderstandings pt2

{a/n: here’s part two everyone! Not proof read so sorry if there’s any mistakes!}

He booked the earliest flight he could get and made it to Boston by 3:00pm. He drove as fast as he could to their home in concord. He flew into the driveway and the car was barely in park as he leapt out and ran for the door. Ryan was coming down the stairs as Chris was coming in and they made eye contact. Ryan glared as Chris started “Ryan please-“ Ryan walked right past him “mom! Your husbands here!”

You came down the hallway, wiping your hands on a towel. You smiled at Ryan “lunch is on the table sweetie” “thanks mama but I’m gonna go hang out with Kyle and Colin”.

“Okay baby” You made your way to Chris and he looked horrible. Hair disheveled, deep purple circles under his eyes and still in his clothes from yesterday. “Let’s go talk in your office. That way the kids won’t hear us” He nodded and you both made you way there, being careful to avoid the kitchen.

There was a small room just off the other side of his office, you both made your way there and sat on the small couch. He took both of your hands in his. You saw his eyes water up as he desperately tried to find the right words “I’m so sorry pretty bird” your eyes filled up too “why didn’t you just talk to me first? We’ve always been able to talk to each other. What changed this time?”

He gripped your hand a little tighter “the argument we had before you left Atlanta. Saying that I wasn’t around for my family anymore. Then I saw you at Zacs party in LA talking to your ex and I lost it. I assumed you were doing it because you weren’t happy with me anymore. I lashed out and agreed to the pr because the jealous, insecure part of me-“ You pulled your hands from his and cupped his face “Chris I love you and only you. I didn’t say those things or talked to my ex to hurt you. Im so happy with our life and the incredible family we’ve built together. I just wish you would have talked to me and thought better of me for that matter”

He nodded “I wasn’t thinking and now I’ve managed to ruin the best thing in my life but I don’t want to lose you y/n or the kids. I can’t” you leaned your forehead against his “and you won’t because I don’t want to lose you either because it would break my soul if I did” you let the tears freely fall and he pulled you right in to a hug.

You stayed like that for the longest time until he pulled back and wiped the tears from your face “so where do we go from here?” You gave a teary smile “we work on it”

#the evans kids #ask the evans kids #chris evans fanfic #chris evans x reader #mom!reader #dad! chris evans

[sarahrogersevans]

headcanon of chris evans being married to reader. Reader have a son or daughter from a previous marriage

Husband! Chris Evans & Wife! xreader with kid from previous marriage Headcannon

Summary: Chris is married to reader and has a son from a previous marriage and what would happen

Warnings: none

. Chris would have partial custody of his son Cody and have certain holidays with him and certain weekends

. Chris and reader would celebrate Cody’s bday with him

. Reader would treat Cody like her own and would love Chris’s son a lot

Chris and reader would take Cody to Disney world during summer

. Reader would take care of Cody sometimes while Chris was away on filming trips and reader would try and take Cody to see Chris sometimes

. Reader would surprise Cody that she is pregnant and that Cody will have a sibling

. Reader would play with Cody and read to him and watch Disney movies with him and Chris

. Chris would teach Cody how to dance

. Chris and reader would take cute pictures with Cody and Chris would film Cody doing anything cute and reader would too

. Reader would take Cody to the park with Chris and Cody would make a new friend while at the park

. Chris and reader and Cody would walk Dodger everyday

Here ya go hun hope you like it 😊🤍xx

@chrisevansdaughter

@jessybarnes

@evansgurl-love

@nana1000night

@fluffycutecevans

@delicatecoffeepeanut

@lokiandbuckysdoll

@writersblog20

@marvelstarker-mha98

@vrittivsanghavi

@royalwritersoftheuniverses

#chris evans #fanfics #fluff #chris evans fluff #chris evans x fem! reader #chris evans fan fic #chris evans x reader #dodger evans #kids #chris evans x female reader #chris evans imagine #chris evans one shot #chris evans blurb

[chrisevansonly]

he’s so handsome & his hair is so fluffy, IM IN TOO DEEP, I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE CHRIS😭😭

#chrisevans #christopher robert evans #chrisevansxreader #chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris x reader #is he kidding me #why does he torment me like this #i cant handle today 🥹

[marvelmcumania]

Imagine being Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes's kid?

#steve rogers #steve x bucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers x bucky x reader #evanstan #chris evans #sebastian stan #steve #bucky #steven grant rogers #james buchanan barnes #captain america #winter soldier #winter shield #imagine being their kid

[chronicowboy]

i know this episode was literally just grabbing us by our faces and yelling BUCK IS CHRISTOPHER'S DAD directly into our ears but they did it in some truly insane ways. like obviously the scenes on their own are enough and yet 911 goes that one step further and uses some unhinged scene cuts once again. because the choice to go from mom's best friend (denny) and dad's best friend (christopher) one after the other highlights just how big the difference is between uncle chimney and co-parent buck. its just: denny hears stuff about chimney from his moms, and chimney sits outside with denny to avoid hen's wrath, and they talk about fathers or rather they talk around fathers, they're honest but only on the surface level. meanwhile christopher is included in buck and eddie's conversation about buck's new found superpower, buck backs eddie up when chris tries to get out of his homework, buck bakes cookies for christopher's class and gets him to eat a balanced meal before he starts stealing baked goods. yet again a very heavy handed way of pointing out to us that buck quite literally stepped inside with eddie and chris.

#sami rambles #this cut scene has to be up there with 'are we the only ones who don't have kids' eddie dropping chris off with buck #and 'he stopped waiting for me a long time ago' buck stressing about summer camp #is this coherent bc i cannot put into words what those two scenes side by side mean #911 spoilers #911 show #911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buck x eddie #christopher diaz #buck and christopher #buckley diaz family #sidenote: unlce chimney is so special to me i need more of him like rn #chimney han #denny wilson

[softestepilogue]

okay but 100% buck would let chris curse in front of them and eddie would just be like “oh yeah no you’re not gonna teach my son that white nonsense.”

#eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #buck x eddie #christopher diaz #but i could see buck being like he should be able to express himself #and eddie rethinking buck being the love of his life cause wtf lmao #like could you imagine chris cursing in front of athena and hen????? #and chim??? #eddie would be embarrassed as a fellow person of color #if you let your kids curse at you i will judge you lmao #it just will get done #i fully believe it’s okay for your kids not to curse at or around you or other adults #cause for why would they need to #like i saw this one lady on tik tok and she was like yeah i let my 3 year old curse blah blah blah #and she was you know #and i was like my mama oof #my mama would never ever #like i’m fucking 27 and i still don’t curse in front of my ma #op

[coltrainbat]

I’d just like to formally apologise to the Chris Evans fan fiction writer community…

I’m sorry y’all ain’t got nothing better to do then to come for little old me telling me to “leave” the platform over a read more feature. You’re reaching harder then Steve for that helicopter I can’t- 😭😭😭

#chris evans x reader #rude creators #chris evans fic #cancel cam #cancelled #whoops #sorry y’all #chris evans fanfiction #hide yo kids hide yo wife

[cevansbrat0007]

A Peek Inside Casa Barber

Take a tumblr-style-tour of the Barber Family Home. Requested by the lovely @stonerlaur4.

Introducing Casa Barber. Reader fell in love with it the moment she saw it.

Next up is the living room, which is mostly used for entertaining guests. They try to keep this room off-limits to the kids. But it doesn't always work.

Here is the the den, which is used for enjoying Saturday morning cartoons and quiet, lazy Sundays.

And now, here is a look at Reader's dream kitchen. She helped design the layout herself. The kids also sometimes use the space to do homework while Mama is busy preparing dinner.

Next is the dining room, which is perfect for family meals.

On the left is Reader's custom reading nook. Andy had this built for her as a surprise since she gave up her home office to make room for the twins' nursery.

And on the right is the kids' reading nook. At this point, they have their own little library.

Here we have a peek at the kids' playroom. Reader and Andy designed it together with their babies in mind.

Next, we have Andy's home office. In addition to legal files and notes, Reader's special punishment journal is also kept in there as well. Most of their discussions atake place in here too. It's virtually soundproof compared to some of the other rooms in the house.

Here is Reader and Andy's bedroom (left), and their gorgeous master bathroom (right).

The bathroom is complete with a vanity, a shower, an oversized jacuzzi-style tub, plus his and her sinks.

Andrew Jacob's and Aurora's (RoRo) nursery, which used to be Reader's home office. Once the twins are a little older, this becomes A.J.'s room.

On the left is A.J.'s "big boy" room. He loves holding important meetings with Daddy in his tent.

And then, on the right, is a peek at Katrina (KitCat) and RoRo's room.

Now, we've got Bianca's (BiBi) room (left). Our sweet BiBi chose the colors herself and loves drawing pictures at her little desk.

And on the right is a small peek at one of the kids' shared bathrooms.

Now, we head to the basement. Once used for entertaining, this main space (left) is now used primarily for Barber Family movie nights.

And on the right, we have Andy's home gym. Sometimes little A.J. works out with him as well - usually on Saturday mornings. He's determined to get those "musicles", just like his Daddy.

And finally, here is a look at Andy and Reader's guestroom. Grandma is the one that usually uses it the most.

---

Thanks for joining me for this impromptu tour. I hope you enjoyed your look at the Barber Family home as I see it!

#cevansbrat0007 asks #The Barber Family Home #Casa Barber #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #cevansbrat0007growing pains series #chris evans x black!reader #andy barber x woc!reader #andy barber x black!reader #chris evans x woc!reader #chris evans x you #andy barber x you #chris evans x wife!reader #andy barber x wife!reader #chris evans x reader #andy barber x reader #chris evans x female!reader #andy barber x female!reader #the barber family #the barber kids

[too-deviant]

jackie and wilson.

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pairing: luke castellan x unclaimed!reader

summary: you haven't been given a quest, but you have made it your personal mission to make luke castellan smile

word count: 5.3k

content: fluffff, loser!reader, happy!luke if you squint and a sprinkle of loser!luke, brief mentions of suicide but nothing heavy, we finally find out which state reader is from

notes: this is so cute i love them.

PART III — she’s gonna save me, call me ‘baby’, run her hands through my hair

Wading through a misty green lake with Luke Castellan was not on your camp bucket list — something you’d produced with a young girl called Silena who you’d met in the arts and crafts cabin — but alas, here you were; knee deep in pond water and ankle deep in whatever sludge lived at the bottom, hands searching blindly along the floor while you tried your best to keep your chin dry. 

You probably wouldn’t have been there if you were any good at Volleyball — which really doesn’t make much sense with the given context. 

Okay, here’s what happened. It was Saturday at camp halfblood — and while you had been there for a solid three days now, you were yet to experience the joy of the weekends. Not that you knew they were any different, not until Travis Stoll approached you after breakfast. 

“Heyyyy, uh...newbie.” He chuckled, sidling up beside you while you were occupied with deciding whether your camp shirt was better tucked into your shorts or left hanging over them. 

You turned to the boy with an amused smile, reminding him of your name. He snapped his fingers at you, “I knew that. I did. I just prefer newbie.”

“What’s up, Travis?”

He dropped his finger guns, rocking back and forth on his feet and looking at you sheepishly, “Well, me and a few friends were gonna chuck a ball around on the beach and we need an extra player to make it even. Now that Luke’s not an option.” 

He muttered that last bit low and under his breath, not in hopes that you wouldn’t hear but in hopes that Luke wouldn’t — there was no telling how far he was from you at any given moment, but he wasn’t going to tell you that, so he just put on his charming Stoll Smile and said, “So, wanna join us?” 

You didn’t have anything to do that day, and since you’d assumed you were in for another long eight hours of finding out what you were good at and failing, a friendly game of ball (which you were safe to assume was volley, per what Luke told you yesterday) seemed like a great idea. 

Only it wasn’t — friendly, that is. You wandered over to the net set up on the beach with Travis at your side and a taller girl with curly blonde hair narrowed her eyes at you in suspicion, “How good are you at this?” 

“Uh —“ You shrugged, shaking your head slightly, “I’ve never played. We don’t have many beaches where I’m from.” 

“You don’t need a beach to play volleyball, newbie.” Connor Stoll appeared out of nowhere, grinning at you, “But it’s easy to pick up. You can be on our team.”

Their team consisted of Connor, Chris, Poppy from the Demeter cabin, Evie and Evan (twins from the Ares cabin) and now, yourself. Apparently it was a lost cause whenever the Stolls were on the same team, so Travis was on the other side of the net with the blonde girl from earlier — who’s name you’d learnt was Sabine, and who’s godly parent was Nike, which did not decrease your nerves even a little bit. 

“It’s pretty simple once you get the hang of it.” Evie explained to you once she noticed your unsure eyes. “Just don’t hit the ball twice in a row, Sab’s a stickler for that rule.” 

“Other than that, we’re pretty lax.” Her brother tagged on, smirking at you, “This isn’t the Olympics.” 

“Tell her that.” You side eyed the blonde on the other side of the net, who was cracking her knuckles and discussing strategy with Travis and Brynn, an Athena kid with a bright blue buzzcut. 

The twins let out identical chuckles, sharing a look before patting your shoulders, “You’ll be fine.” 

You didn’t have time to quip that the pair of them talking at the same time was a little foreboding before the game was on, and a volleyball was heading straight for you. 

To be fair to you, you lasted longer than expected. Maybe it was your battle instincts kicking in, but you hadn’t missed the ball once — sure, your defence lacked any real strategy and was more you hitting the ball in whatever direction and hoping for the best, but it was working, so why complain? You wouldn’t qualify for varsity, but at least you were one upping a Stoll brother — the same couldn’t be said for most campers, you knew that much. 

You actually thought you were getting pretty good, too. Your team was up by a few points (no thanks to you, all thanks to Evan. Seriously, he was like six foot four) and Sabine was getting angry. Every now and then she’d turn and scowl at Rhea, one of her teammates, and the girl would just shrug in response before returning to her position. But then, just when you started to get confident with it, Travis got you. 

Hard, too. You were paying close attention to your feet, making sure you didn’t trip over any sand when you had to move, and unfortunately didn’t notice the ball coming at you until it clipped you in the face. You went down onto your ass, both hands flying to your nose and groaning when you felt a warm trickle of blood slide through your fingers and down your hands. 

“Holy shit, newbie.” Travis sped over, dropping to his knees next to his brother and hovering over you, “I am so sorry, are you okay?” 

Your speech was muffled and nasally when you replied with a swift, “No, asshole!”

“Shit.” He muttered, looking between Connor and Evie, “Uh, I can take you to the infirmary if you want —“

“I’ll take her.” Evan interrupted. He was crouched somewhere behind you, looking at your teammates over the top of your head. You felt his hands flatten on your back as he pushed you up to stand, the rest of the group joining him and wincing when some blood dripped onto the sand. 

“It’s okay, you don’t have to —“ You held out a hand in his direction now that you could see him, only to press it firmly back against your face when your nose simply started to gush once the pressure had been removed. 

“Yes,” He nodded, “I do. Let’s go.” 

You let him lead you, sending an apologetic look to the remaining teens on the sand — you were pretty sure it looked nothing like an apology since your hands were covering half of your face and there was blood seeping through your fingers, but it was the effort that counted. 

You didn’t receive as many looks as you thought you would’ve on the walk to the infirmary, although you assumed demigods had gotten worse injuries than a nosebleed before, so it wasn’t exactly odd. When you got there, you stopped on the porch and tried to speak to Evan as best you could without letting any more blood spill. 

“You can — you can go.” You said through your hands, “I got it from here.”

He looked a little unsure, but you nodded firmly and he turned back the way he came. It was pretty embarrassing, walking into the infirmary with a bloody nose on your third day at camp, but the Apollo kid who took care of you said it was only a matter of time before you shed first blood, and that you’d better thank the gods it was a volleyball and not a hellhound that did the damage. 

They stopped the bleeding with some sort of special gauze and told you to be a little more careful before sending you on your way — which was when you found Luke. 

You didn’t even see him at first, more focused on folding the gauze you’d been given into a perfect square while you stepped off the wooden porch. But then a voice muttered your name in slight shock and confusion, and you looked up to meet those baby brown eyes you couldn’t help but love. 

You grinned, “JoJo.”

Luke shook his head, “What were you doing in the infirmary?” His eyes tracked all over you, assessing for any visible injuries. When he found none, he turned his questioning gaze back to your face. 

You sucked in some air through your teeth, embarrassed, “I, uh, got hit in the face with a volleyball. Turns out, I’m awful at it.” You let out a weak chuckle, and Luke rolled his eyes in amusement. 

“Of course. I thought baseball was your thing?” 

“It is.” You nodded, “But there’s nobody out here to play with, so…” Then an idea sprung, and your face lit up so visibly that Luke took a tentative step back, “Hey, why don’t you come watch? We’re playing on the beach.”

“Oh.” The boy paused, eyes sliding to the beach and back to you, “I don’t think so…I, uh, tend to spend my weekends alone.”

“You spend your everything alone.” You pointed out with a raised pair of brows. He pursed his lips. You sighed, “Come on. You don’t have to play.”

He looked as if he was thinking about it, and your hopes were raised a little. You liked Luke, you wanted to know him better and one day consider him a friend rather than a guy you harassed every day. But you were very aware of his aversion for all things social — the comment Travis made about Luke not playing with them anymore saddened you, and it pained you to imagine Luke all alone while his brothers and friends still had fun around him. But then his face dropped, and so did yours, Luke shaking his head no. 

“I just…” He shrugged, “I don’t really…”

“It’s okay.” You interrupted before he could spout out his excuse. He didn’t need one. “We can do something else.”

“Oh, I —“ Another shake of the head, “You go back to them, don’t let me ruin it.”

“You aren’t ruining anything.” You said plainly, and you thought that those four words hit Luke a lot harder than expected, because he had this pensive look on his face that didn’t fade until you spoke again, “Listen, I know baseball isn’t exactly a camp sport, but I’ve got a ball. This place has gotta have bats — I mean, if it’s got swords, it’s got bats, right? So we grab them, we go off somewhere and take turns batting. I need to stay in practice anyway, if I’m gonna make varsity.”

You sent him your shiniest smile paired with some doughy eyes, and after squinting at you for a solid ten seconds, Luke agreed to your idea with a hesitant nod. You weren’t exactly expecting him to jump up and down in joy, so you took the liberty of doing that before asking him, very enthusiastically (because if you stayed positive, maybe it would rub off on him), to go look for a bat while you grabbed your ball. 

Chris caught you exiting the Hermes cabin while he was filling up his water bottle using the outdoor tap not far from the porch, asking you what you were doing with a baseball. You explained that volleyball was definitely not your thing and ignored his chuckle of agreement in favour of informing him that you would be teaching Luke how to become the next Babe Ruth. He raised a brow. 

“Really?”

“Uh, yeah.” You replied, a little put off by his reaction. “Is that a problem?” 

“No, no.” He backtracked quickly, hands raised and water sloshing around his bottle as the movement, “I just…I dunno. Luke’s been a little off recently. If I were you, I wouldn’t meddle in it.”

“Meddle?” You asked, shaking your head, “In what?”

“In his…” He puffed out his cheeks, trying to find the words, “His funk.” He shook his head then, eyes glossing over as he thought about it, “He failed his quest, he’s a little butthurt, but…he’ll get over it. Y’know?”

You didn’t know. 

“I just don’t think he needs babysitting.” He firmed, looking confident in his wording now that he’d found it, “He’s just gonna talk your ear off about how much he hates his life until you’re borderline suicidal. I wouldn’t bother, personally. He's a big boy, he can get over it.”

You rolled your lips over each other, staring blankly at Chris as he sent you a polite smile and walked back to the beach. Slowly, your eyes narrowed, and your brows pulled together. But you didn't say anything, you just turned around yourself and walked to where you’d asked Luke to meet you. 

He was tossing the bat between his hands when you got there, dropping it in his left when he spotted you and nodding, “Alright, where are we doing this?”

You stopped, snapped out of a stupor you didn’t even realise you were in and blinking at him. For the first time since you’d met, it seemed that he was more focused and lively than you were. It irked him a little bit, and he frowned, “Sunny?” 

“Sorry.” You responded immediately, shaking your head to rid yourself of your spiralling thoughts, “I just…uh, let’s go somewhere clear. We don’t wanna hit anyone with the ball.” 

Luke led you to a clearing in the woods, explaining that the wood nymphs would be able to help you if the ball got lost in the foliage, so there was no need to hold back the arm you’d been bragging about for the entire walk. You just smirked, raised the bat level, and nodded at him to serve. 

Yes, you were a thousand percent better at baseball than you were at volleyball. You knew that, of course, but it was nice to be reassured. Luke wasn’t half bad either, but you were also a really good runner, so you kept having to remind him that an average level fielder wouldn’t have a chance against his bats — you just so happened to be way above average. 

Plus the wood nymphs were very helpful — apparently they didn’t get to watch many demigod activities other than capture the flag so it was refreshing for them to see you two play, and to actually be able to help. 

All in all, you were having a great time. Which of course meant that you were long overdue for something going wrong. Of course. 

“I can’t find it.”

“What?” You asked breathlessly, staring at the tree nymph who shrugged at you plainly. 

“It rolled into a pond, I think.” He sniffed indignantly, “And I am not climbing into a pond.”

“Oh, and you expect us to?” 

And that, kids, is how you ended up knee deep in pond water and ankle deep in something else — with Luke Castellan right by your side. 

“This is so gross.” You whispered, grimacing as your hands ran over the murky bottom. You couldn’t see anything but your own reflection when you looked in, so you were replying on touch alone to help find your ball. “I can’t believe this. My lucky ball and it falls into a pond! Not so lucky anymore, huh? Yeah, lucky my ass.”

“Hey, Sunny?” A slosh of water rippled over you and you had to straighten up to avoid the tiny waves splashing in your face. They only increased at your movements, but you were too busy glaring at Luke to notice. He pressed his mouth together, holding in a chuckle, “You’re not being very sunny right now.” 

You huffed, flinging your arms out at your sides and wincing when you splashed water on yourself by doing so, “I —“ A huff, “I don’t feel very sunny, Castellan. I am wading in sludge.” 

He actually had the audacity to let a tiny grin slip through, “Wow, the last name? You’re acting like me right now. It’s weird.”

“I can’t believe this.” You repeated, narrowing your eyes at the boy, “I’ve been trying to cheer you up since the day I met you and when you finally do, it’s because you’re relishing in my pain? Fuck you.”

As if he was trying to piss you off, Luke laughed. He actually laughed, exactly like he had yesterday and if you weren’t so annoyed you’d be smiling at him for it. But you were annoyed, so all you did in response was send a wave of pond water at him and drench his front. 

He stopped laughing. You started laughing. 

“Okay, is that how you wanna play this?” He asked, stepping closer, “Is it?” 

You grinned, stepping back. The water moved when you did, and the paired struggle of your’s and Luke’s legs under the water just increased the waves that oscillated around your knees. It slid up to your thighs and threatened to wet the denim of your shorts, but you were too busy prying your foot out of whatever the hell lived at the bottom of the pond so you could escape Luke’s wrath. 

You shook your head, “You don’t wanna do this.”

He nodded mockingly, “I think I do.”

Then it was on. He lunged for you, and you dived to the left in a swift attempt to get around him. Water was splashing everywhere at this point but neither of you cared — especially when Luke’s hands were mere inches from your arms, waiting for your ankle to snag on some algae and pull you back so he could push you over. You were smarter than that though, so you did a swift one-eighty, dragging your hands under the water with you as you did — the wave that accumulated from the momentum doused Luke from head to toe, his curls sticking to his forehead. He wiped them away and blew hard from his mouth before forming a weak glare in your direction.   

Your jaw trembled as you held in what you knew would be some serious chortles — but it was silent. The only noise apparent was the settling of the waves now that you had both stopped moving and Luke’s heavy breathing in front of you. He shook his head, stepping forward slowly, and you braced yourself for what was about to come. 

“Hey!” 

You paused. You shared a look with Luke before looking confusedly at the form that had appeared suddenly between the two of you. It was a girl by the looks of it, only she was made entirely of the water the two of you were standing in. She glared between the pair of you, hands on her hips. 

“I don’t appreciate all this splashing.” You felt suddenly like you were being berated by a school teacher for talking too loud during class, “Are you trying to drain my pond? Are you?”

“N—No.” You responded, shaking your head, “We were just looking for — ”

The water nymph held up your ball with a stern expression, “This? Yeah, it looked like you were.” 

Her sarcasm was not lost on you, and you tried your best not to meet Luke’s eyes, knowing they would fail you the second you did. Instead you looked at the nymph before you and took the ball from her outstretched hand, “Thank you. And, um, sorry…about the splashing.”

She folded her arms, lifting her head and straightening her shoulders, “That’s okay. Now get out.”

You were both quick to exit the water, although not too quick that you made anymore of it splash onto the rocks. Once you were out, the nymph nodded in satisfaction and melted back into the pond, and you and Luke were finally able to breathe. Then, you both burst into laughter. 

“Oh my gods.” You huffed, shaking your head and looking down at yourself, “Did we just get into trouble?” 

“With a water nymph?” He finished, shrugging off his wet shirt and wringing it out, “Yeah. How embarrassing.”

Your mouth was suddenly very dry. You knew Luke was strong — he had to be to fight a dragon and come back alive. To be known as the Best Swordsman in Camp. To be trusted by so many campers despite his newfound, distanced demeanour. But damn. 

You blew out a long puff of air, hoping your reddened cheeks could be excused as some light sunburn. You weren’t as soaked as he was, but you still wafted your damp shirt from your body in hopes that it would dry — and also to give yourself something to do that wasn’t ogling at Luke’s lean figure. 

He spread his shirt out on a rock, ensuring the sun was hitting it right before lowering himself to the ground on the dry grass a few feet away. He leant back on his hands, face to the sky, and revelled in the warmth. You stayed standing, fiddling with the button on your shorts, staring at him. At the scar on his face, at the rest of them along his chest. 

He cracked one eye open, glancing at you, “What?”

“I, uh.” You licked your lips, “Nothing. Nothing.” You muttered, taking a seat beside him and crossing your legs. Your gaze stuck firmly to your lap and you waited for his to return to the sky. It didn’t. 

“You can ask me.” He said then, shrugging. 

“What happened on your quest?” You let slip, and when he stayed silent for a second too long, you realised that maybe that wasn't the question he was giving you permission to ask. “I’m sorry. I know it’s none of my business, it’s nobody’s really. But Chris told me before that you’re in a funk and that seemed like a gross understatement but then again I’ve known you for, what, three days? He’s known you for years, so surely he’s right. But you just seem like it’s more than a funk, and I don’t know what to believe because I don’t know what happened but I also don’t want to ask because it’s none of my business and it’s also very clearly a sore subject because of what happened with Dean. Not that I think you’re gonna fly off the handle or anything, but it’s definitely a touchy subject and I can’t just go demanding all the details just because I wanna be your friend and— ”

A hand over your mouth stopped you from continuing what Luke was sure to be a very long tangent. He looked at you, half in shock, half in amusement, and huffed out a laugh, “Sunny, you need to calm down.”

You couldn’t respond, but you did nod. He removed his hand slowly and you swallowed your embarrassment. Luke sat up fully, straightening his back and clearing his throat, “Uh, okay. Have you heard of that Hercules story? With the golden apples?” 

You nodded, afraid to speak in case you went off on a rant again. He nodded with you, “Yeah, well, my father sent me on that. The exact same quest…except I failed.”

That explained the scar, and the dragon story he’d mentioned very briefly yesterday. He started to go into a little more detail about his quest — and suddenly you were overcome with this…angry sort of sadness. 

Hermes sent Luke on a quest that had already been done. After hearing Clarisse yap your ear off about Kleos, you understood why he’d been a little bummed. Honestly, if it were you, you wouldn’t have even gone. What’s the point in doing a quest that’s already been done? But you didn’t say that to Luke, who seemed a little deep into his story. You just simmered in your irritation while he continued to explain his battle with Ladon, and his ultimate failure. 

“I refused to leave the infirmary for a week.” He chuckled, but it was a little sad. “I mean, I’m supposed to be a leader here, and I fail my first quest? Some demigod I turned out to be.” 

Without even thinking, you shook your head, “You didn’t fail.” Luke looked at you, confused, “You battled a dragon with a hundred heads and lived. That doesn’t sound like failure to me.”

“But I didn’t get the apples.” He explained. “I disappointed my father.”

“Your father…” You said slowly, unsure of how your next words would land, “Who I’m going to assume had never spoken to you until the day he gave you your quest?” Luke nodded after a brief pause and you took that as permission to continue, “So who cares if he’s disappointed? He clearly doesn’t care if you’re mauled by a dragon.” 

“Exactly.” Luke replied, brows pulled together in the way they had been when you’d first met. Angry, irritated. Disappointed. “Everyone keeps telling me to get over it. That demigods have failed quests before and it just means I need to try harder next time but…why should there be a next time? Really, if you sit and think about it for a second, why are we even here? To train, so we don’t die whenever monsters come and attack us? And who’s fault is that? Maybe if our parents were good people, there wouldn’t be any monsters trying to murder their kids. If they cared, even a little bit, they’d do more than just claim us and leave us to die!” 

He scoffed, looking in the direction where you knew the rest of the campers resided — playing games, building weapons, dedicating every waking hour to becoming the best of the best. And for what? For glory? For a pat on the back from a parent who can’t even be bothered to raise them? 

“They don’t get it.” He said then, turning back to you, “They think this is all okay. They’re too invested to realise that they’re just being used. They’re so focused on getting a shred of recognition from the gods that they don’t understand that it’s never gonna come.”

“So…” You finally spoke, your first words in a minute, “What do we do?”

Luke shrugged then, “I don’t know yet.” 

It was silent for a long time after that. Luke stayed staring at the floor and you led back to stare at the sky. He was right, wasn’t he? Sure, you’d only been in this for a little while, but you weren’t stupid. You knew the gods didn’t care — you’d figured out that much when you got to camp. A dumping ground for demigods. Demigod daycare, except mommy isn’t coming to pick you up at three o’clock. Luke deserved to be angry, he deserved to mope — they all did. 

But they wouldn’t. You could sit there and curse the gods for hours on end, but that was still half of you. And that, you thought, was probably the worst part of it all.  

You were so caught up in your feelings that when the tree that had been shading you phased into a nymph and walked away, you jumped halfway out of your skin, “Jeezum crow.”

You looked at Luke, expecting him to either share the same dumbfounded look on his face or be laughing at you — something he seemed to be doing a lot of today — but instead he was staring at you, slack-jawed and wide eyed. You blinked, “What?”

“You’re from Vermont.” 

Your mouth snapped shut, and his expanded into the grin you’d been hassling him for since you’d set your sights on him. You sighed, “Fuck.” 

He let out a disbelieving laugh, “You’re from Vermont! Holy shit. I should’ve known it when you called me a flatlander.” He threw his head back, and you shook yours at his dramatics. But he didn’t care, he just pointed at you, “You’re a fuckin’ woodchuck!” 

“Oh my gods.” You groaned into your hands, pulling yourself to your feet in hopes of escaping his sudden glee. “Is that so bad?” 

“No.” He laughed, following you, “I’m just amazed that I figured it out. I’m a genius!”

“Okay.” You sent him a blank look, but it only lasted a few seconds before your tiny smile was fighting through, “It’s not like you’ve discovered the meaning of life. Calm down.” 

“Never.” He shook his head, “This is my greatest achievement.”

“You fought a dragon.” 

“Screw the dragon!” He gripped your biceps, grinning at you, “You’re from Vermont!”

“You’re not funny.”

“And yet you’re laughing.”

“I am not.”

“You are.” 

“I’m not!” 

____________

“What’d you do to him?” 

You threw a piece of salmon into the fire, glancing at Chris, “I’m getting deja vu. Haven’t you asked me this already?” 

“Yeah, but…” The boy looked behind him, back at the Hermes table, where Luke was perched on the end and waiting patiently for you to come back from the hearth before digging into his food, “This time I mean it. I mean, he still isn’t talking to us, but he’s sitting on our side of the table again. You can be honest with me…” He sent you a grave look, “Did you give him a BJ?” 

“What? No!” You threw a pea at him. “I just listened to him.” You tried to be a little serious, but clearly Chris wasn’t getting the hint, so you relented, “And doused him in pond water.”

He laughed at that, nodding proudly. You turned back to the fire, asking Aphrodite to get rid of your split ends. You’d given up on praying to your father, deciding to go through every Olympian until one of them answered. So far, only Hera had responded — you assumed so, anyway, when a cuckoo woke you up from your afternoon nap. That wasn’t very helpful, but at least it was an answer. You didn’t suspect campers prayed to her often, so she probably appreciated the sentiment. 

“So…” Travis smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at you once you sat down. He sent this look around the group, but even Connor gave him a weirded out look in response. He huffed, “It’s team day tomorrow.”

A collective ohhh seemed to hum around the group, but you were still confused. You sent a questioning look to Luke who said, “For Capture the Flag. Tomorrow is when all the cabin counsellors gang up and decide on the two teams.”

“Then we have five days to strategise.” Travis continued on very dramatically, hands splayed on the table, “And on Friday…we battle.”

That seemed to lift the energy up a bit, the people around you sharing mischievous looks. They started to discuss amongst them who would be the best cabin to ally with, Lana turning to Chris, “Who are you gonna pick?” 

Chris went to speak, but paused. He seemed to think about something, looking slightly scared but still turning to the boy across from him anyway, “I thought maybe…Luke would like to reinstate himself as team captain this month.”

Right, you’d completely forgotten. During your spear lessons with Clarisse, you’d asked her why it was so important that you be amazing at fighting quickly if monsters couldn’t get into camp. She’d then explained the whole situation that was Capture the Flag — how it was a bigger deal than the super bowl around here — before briefly mentioning that Luke had always been Hermes team captain, but stepped down for the last game because his scar was still healing from his quest. Chris had taken over for him, and based off of the looks the people around you were sporting, you assumed they weren’t expecting him to give up his title so quickly. 

You couldn’t blame them. Luke hadn’t exactly expressed much desire to captain this time — he hasn’t expressed much desire for anything these days apparently. You were all waiting for him to let Chris down easy, but instead he looked up from his plate with an indifferent nod and said, “Yeah, sure.” 

Nobody said anything. Except Chris who, when Luke stood to rack up his empty plate, looked at you gravely and asked, “Was it a handjob?”

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Kay 18+ Recommendation List Update

Updated Recommendation List - 9/3/2022

Original 18+ Rec. List

2/25/2022 Update List

Here are some amazing fics. I highly recommend them and I’m sure you won’t be disappointed. Will continue to post new recommendations. So many incredible and hardworking writers on this list. I’m sure I missed some but if I have, I do put the recommendations under the #kay recommends Will add on as I go.

S = Smut

M = Mature

A = Angst

Warning: Some of these are 18+ smut or have some mature situations. So please read the warnings.

Bang Chan

Wolfish (S) by @yeonjuns-beanie

Hoodies (S) by @chvnnie

Seo Changbin

Cloud 9 (A+S) by @matryosika

Lee Minho

Back to you (A) by @idyllicallycharming

Wedding Season series (A+S+M) by @ballelino

Lee Felix

Say My Name (S) by @j-0ne25

Min Yoongi

three tangerines series (S+A+M) by @kithtaehyung

Ari Levinson

How Much I Feel (S+A) by @jtargaryen18

#kay recommends #bts smut #chris evans smut #stray kids smut #yoongi smut #stray kids x reader #min yoongi x reader #bang chan smut #lee minho smut #han jisung smut #lee felix smut #seo changbin smut