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buckyalpine · 5 months

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OKAY!!! Hear me out...

Lemonade AU but holiday drabbles!!

Like the thought of y/n spending Christmas at the Barnes household makes me 😭

Or like y/n forcing Bucky to dress up for Halloween or vice versa 💘💘💘💘 and Winnie can’t help but laugh at their ridiculous costumes

OMG this au is underrated, yessss and we're just in time for Christmas. We love our sweet College Bucky with his pretty older reader (for reference, Bucky is in his early to mid 20's and reader is later 20's to mid 30's or just pick your own ages)

Lemonade Lemonade AU drabble Sour

Bucky spent the whole day with his mama putting up the tree and getting the lights set up outside. His nose and cheeks are red from the cold and he runs straight to you to warm up. You coo at how cute he looks, letting him nuzzle his face into your neck for warmth, sighing contently. He smirks, slipping his icy cold hands up your sweater making you squeal but he doesn't relent, hugging you tighter, stealing all your body heat. Imagine how excited Bucky gets when you come over later in the evening, dressed in the comfiest of clothes; his college sweats and hoodie which you love so much. You giggle at the way he trails behind you as you make your way to the kitchen, letting down the bottle of wine you bought for you and Winnie to share later.

Christmas is in a few days and you've already spoiled him by filling his stocking to the top and he's acts like a little kid, poking and prodding at the little gifts you've wrapped up, blushing whenever you catch him.

"Bucky, put that down, you'll get to see what I got you soon" You shake your head while he pouts, still clutching onto a red box.

"Just one, c'mon" He whines, only setting it down when you tempt him with some hot chocolate. He doesn't want you to lift a finger though so he scoops you up in his arms, plopping you down on the kitchen island before getting started on making some. He knows you love his ma's recipe and he's perfected it, seeing her make it every year, chopping a few slabs of dark and milk chocolate.

"Wan exta marmallows?" His voice is muffled after stuffing about 3 in his mouth and you snort in response, while he blinks at you with his cheeks full.

"Yes please, baby" You kiss his sugary sweet lips while he adds them to your mug, before pouring some for himself as well.

It would not be Christmas without cookies and it's a Barnes holiday tradition. Winnie and Becca join to measure ingredients and roll out dough while George gets started on a roast for dinner. It's absolutely chaotic and you wouldn't want to be anywhere else, surrounded by love in the kitchen, your cheeks heating up every time Bucky tries to sneak in a kiss when no one is looking.

As usual, this wasn't meant to be part of the story BUT imagine on Christmas day, everyone is unwrapping presents and its a house full of wrapping, sparkles, bows, hot chocolate and cookies. Winnie got everyone matching Pj's like she does every year. Steve and his family had joined as well, adding to the madness while Bucky cozies up with you on the couch, the fire place keeping you toasty along with how warm your boyfriend is.

Winnie gives George a knowing smile, the both of them proud of the son they raised, their little boy head over heels in love with you and ready to treat you right. They also know the gift you'd just opened from him isn't what he actually got you.

He brings you your actual gift later that evening when it's just the two of you in his room. A tiny box, wrapped perfectly with a gold bow on top. Everyone knew exactly what Bucky is up to because he'd been planning this for months. Working extra shifts, saving money on the side, anything and everything he could do just for this.

For you.

"Open it" he whispers, nervous while you pull at the bow, the both of you sitting in his bed.

"Jamie-baby, what did you do" You gasp, lifting the box, tears already welling along your lash line. The little diamonds on the tennis bracelet sparkle under the low light with a small note on the inside, reading from your Jamie.

"I-I couldn't get you anything for stocking because I wanted to get you this" He says with a small smile, feeling bad he couldn't spoil you more the way you deserved. "Do you like it?"

You wordlessly nod, biting down on your lip to keep from crying while he takes the box from you because you want him to put it on you. He takes the dainty bracelet, carefully clasping it around your hand, admiring how pretty it looks on you.

"You didn't have to baby" You whisper, sniffling while he pulls you onto his lap, "Bubba, it's too much-

He shuts you up with a kiss, shaking his head.

"It's not too much for you. I wanna spoil you" His puppy eyes are so sincere; you're it for him and he's it for you.

Let's not act like the night doesn't end with you wearing just the tennis bracelet with your hands covering each others mouths to keep your voices down while he-

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dem-obscure-imagines · 5 months

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Merry Little Christmas

Druig x Reader

Fandom: MCU

Prompt: @the-sunflower-room “can’t stop thinking about druig and have yourself a merry little christmas- so cozy 😭🙏🏻”

Note: This was actually requested last year, I believe, but I’ve always wanted to write it. I’m sorry it took me so long to get around to it, but I hope you like it! Happy Holidays, everyone <3

Warnings: None! Just cozy Christmas celebrations <3

Word Count: 1.6k words

Reader Is: Gender Neutral!

Druig was never one for holidays. He wasn’t a scrooge, per se, but, as an Eternal, the seasons came and went so quickly. Years were mere blinks to a being who was thousands of years old. However, the look on your face as you put the ornaments on the tree made something stir around his heart, he had to admit.

He was sipping cocoa from a mug with a snowman on it, one from your vast collection. Kingo was in the kitchen, mixing up beverages, which was why he sensed a bit of liquor in the chocolatey beverage. It was still good, obviously, but he definitely blamed that for the rosy hue his cheeks had taken on.

Definitely not the cute little reindeer antlers you were wearing. Definitely not the way your laughter sounded from across the room.

All of the Eternals were there. A rare feat, but with the danger defeated, for now at least, it was cause for celebration, a time to be with family. It was your house you were all celebrating in, a large place tucked away in Northern Michigan, which, at this time of year, was absolutely covered in a thick layer of snow, more and more fluffy flakes coming down as the moments passed.

You spent your time as a writer. One of the most prolific of your time, the reviews said. But then again, you did have a thousand year head start on the rest of them.

Druig would never admit to it, but he had read them. All of them, every single one. He’d borrow them from libraries, read excerpts in bookstores, but Makkari had a collection of them, too. She was your most loyal beta reader. Therefore, when one went missing, she always had a pretty decent suspicion of who the culprit was.

And he wasn’t positive, but he was pretty sure most of your love interests shared a certain resemblance with…well, him. He didn’t like the way it stirred around in his chest, the way it made him feel so warm and…hopeful. But then again, he’d never asked you what you felt.

“(Y/N), where are your Christmas records?” Phastos asked, standing over with his husband, Ben, as they dug through a crate of records.

“Oh! I forgot to bring them down, I think. I’ll go grab them. I needed to get the topper anyway.” You stepped down from your stepladder and handed the ornament in your hand to Sprite, who was sitting on the floor under the tree, shaking gifts. Typical.

Druig watched as you left, eyes glued to you. Which was why he didn’t notice when Sersi had joined him, standing right beside him.

He gasped, mug rattled, but not to the point that he spilled any on his sweater. He cursed and looked over at her. “What?”

“You look rather festive, Druig. I thought you didn’t care for holidays.”

“I thought so too…” He muttered into his mug, taking a long sip.

“Right. Well, I think I saw some mistletoe in that box of decorations. I can put it up if you’d like?” She asked, that glimmer in her eyes that she got when she wanted to meddle.

Druig thought on it, as he heard your footsteps coming back down the stairs. He met her eyes and that was all that was needed. She nodded and set across the room, plucking it out of the box, along with a length of fishing line.

“I found it! The Muppets and John Denver!” You said excitedly, presenting another crate of records, this one all Christmas. “And some other stuff.”

“May I?” Phastos asked.

“Yeah, of course.” You handed them over and walked back over to the tub of ornaments, searching for a very special one. It was a large mug of cocoa with eleven marshmallows in it, each one etched with the name of an Eternal. You smiled softly and tucked it into the branches of your artificial tree, curling the fake pine to support its weight.

“Where did you find one with so many slots?” Druig found himself asking as he crossed the room to stand behind you.

“Had it custom made.” You replied, turning to face him.

“It’s beautiful, (Y/N).” Ajak complimented warmly from her seat by the fire.

“Thanks. Thought we needed something like that.”

“What are these?” Sprite asked, digging through the other box and pulling out a stocking with Thena’s name embroidered on it.

“Stockings.”

“You had those made, too?” Ajak asked, getting up to see for herself.

“Well, I did them. The embroidery, at least.” You admitted with a shrug, motioning to the hooks under the mantle. “We can put them up, if you want.”

Makkari nodded and grabbed the stockings, putting them all in one clean row in a blur of red and green. She stood next to Druig, elbowing him and tilting her head towards his stocking, which she’d put on the end.

Right next to yours.

He nearly choked on his cocoa. So did everyone know, then? Sersi, Makkari, who else? Kingo, no doubt.

“You alright there, Druig? Looking flushed.” Ikaris jabbed, that wicked gleam in his eyes.

Alright, then, yeah, it was everyone. Everyone but you, it seemed.

It was as if a stormcloud manifested above his head. He shook his head and stalked off towards the kitchen. He didn’t know much, but he did know a cookie would make him feel better. Snacks always seemed to. And there was no shortage of them, especially now, when you and Gilgamesh had baked nearly twelve dozen batches of them. Gingerbread, snickerdoodle, sugar cookies shaped like trees, chocolate chip, oatmeal no-bakes.

He reached for a sprinkle-covered tree and bit off the tip of it, the frosting sweet. The oven started beeping and you rushed in, arming yourself with an oven mitt before reaching in for what he assumed must be one of the last trays. Oatmeal raisin, it looked like.

“Do you need any help?” He asked, staring as you straightened up and brushed the hair out of your face.

“Oh! Thank you, Druig. I’m all set, though. Are they good?”

“Are what—” He looked down at the half-eaten tree in his hand. “Oh, yeah. They’re great.”

“Awesome.” You grinned. “New frosting recipe.”

“Well it’s perfect, whatever it is.” He leaned against the counter, that boyish smirk on his face. He wasn’t sure what came over him, then, but he had to get it out. “It’s great, by the way. That new book of yours.”

“You read it?”

“I read all of your books.” He confessed. “I think this one’s your best.”

Your heart raced as you met his eyes. Surely he knew, right? He had to. That you’d been writing about him for centuries. When he’d left all those years ago, hundreds of years ago, he’d taken a piece of your heart with him, a piece you’d only found in fiction, it seemed.

“Thank you. It…it means a lot to hear you say that.”

“Can’t wait for your next one.” He winked, plucking up a second cookie and leaving the kitchen before his tongue got him in any more trouble than it already had.

***

Later in the night, when almost everyone had gone to sleep, you were up, wrapping presents in front of the fireplace, folding the paper neatly, complete with name tags and perfect little bows.

You’d switched records. It was an older one, the Rat Pack.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas…Let your heart be light…

The words were smooth, glided right out of the speaker. Snow was still coming down in droves. It was good you had nowhere to go, otherwise you’d be snowed in. Well, if your family didn’t have every superpower known to man, you would be anyway. You were glad they were there.

You were glad they were home.

“Can’t sleep?” Druig’s voice startled you from your reverie and you turned around, grateful his present was already wrapped and under the tree.

“Not until I get these wrapped.” You told him.

“Christ, you really do go all out, don’t you?” He chuckled, crossing the room and sitting on the floor beside you, yet another cookie in his hand.

“I think I’d lose my mind if I didn’t. Keeps me…in synch. The routine of a year, you know?”

“Mmm.” He hummed, nodding, face alight in the warm oranges of the flames. “I didn’t see it that way until…recently.”

“Until right now?”

“Yeah, something like that.” He chuckled, watching as you carefully wrapped the last one, taping every edge perfectly and putting a tag on top, printing Sprite’s name with a pen. “What’d you get her?”

“You’ll have to find out tomorrow morning.” You told him, shifting to slide it under the tree with the others. “What did you get her?”

“It’s a surprise.” He grinned as you settled in next to him.

“Is it a surprise to you, too?”

He gasped, offended. “I got presents for everyone!”

“I believe you.”

“Sure you do.” He shook his head, laughing softly. “Say, ehm, (Y/N), I’ve been wondering…”

“Mistletoe!” You gasped, staring straight up at the ceiling where, sure enough, a string of mistletoe hung, glittering in the low light. “Who put that up?”

“Well I’ll be…” He breathed, staring up at it, too, heart racing faster than it had in any battle. “What…do you suppose we do about that?”

“I have a few ideas.” You slowly brought your gaze down, meeting his eyes.

He may have been the telepath, but you could tell the only thing on his mind was you as he leaned in, thick eyelashes fluttering shut as his lips met yours, pink and plush and warm. You kissed back, not leaving a single doubt in his mind that you wanted this, wanted him. Your hand rose to his flushed cheek, holding him close as his arm wound around your waist.

The grandfather clock struck midnight, and he pulled away to rest his forehead on yours, noses flush, eyes on you, glimmering with a million words unspoken. He did have a few, though. “Merry Christmas, (Y/N).”

“Merry Christmas, Druig.”

#druig #druig x reader #druig imagine #marvel #barry keoghan #christmas #fluff #eternals #eternals imagine #marvel imagine

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teddypickerry · 2 years

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Your hp Halloween headcannons were so sweet and well written 😭😭 I would love to see you write something else with Cedric in, his segment was cute!!

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒.

— pairings! cedric diggory x gn reader

— word count! 1.1k

— warnings! none, pure fluff

— summary! in which a picnic in autumn leads to a discussion about the future between you & your hufflepuff boyfriend.

— a/n! not my best work but hey at least i posted something. ANYWAYS request things pleaseeee i would love to write something cool <3 thank you for the request!!!!

AUTUMN WAS CEDRIC'S favorite time of year. He loved being able to wear his cozy sweaters and gift them to you. He loved the muggle diner dates after quidditch practices on free nights where you could order coffee and pancakes to share. He especially loved the walks around Hogwarts as the leaves fell to the ground, creating the most perfect picture. It was the most beautiful time of year. And you made it even more so.

It was no shock that the two of you found yourselves on a walk throughout the gloomy courtyards. A jean jacket wrapped around yourself, Cedric's hufflepuff scarf practically strangling your neck. His classic grey jacket zipped up with his hands in his pockets. You by his side, smiling ear to ear.

"You know, you look absolutely beautiful today." He complimented as the two of you made your way past the Whomping Willow. It was a chilly October afternoon, and the both of you and had just arrived back to Hogwarts from a Saturday morning in Hogsmede. The two of you originally hadn't planned to meet there but you were both with your friends, and of course ran into one another. The smile on his face and the light in his eyes when he saw you made his friends chuckle. You lit up his world like nobody else — and you had only been dating for two months.

So, being the gentleman he is, Cedric of course offered to walk you home. It was a quick "yes" and you were wrapped in his scarf — watching him pull pieces of butterbeer fudge out of his pocket and absolutely obliterate it. "Are you implying I don't look beautiful everyday?"

He let out a laugh as he stood in his tracks, pulling out another piece of fudge. "Mhm, that's exactly what I'm implying." A smile was quickly present on your face, your hands falling in your pocket as you stood beside him. "Let's sit."

You pulled out your wand as he fumbled the fudge back in his pocket. Pointing the wand at the dewy grass, moving it in a left motion. "Accio blanket." It seemed like no time that a gray plaid blanket had taken place ontop of the green grass. Cedric smiled with a mouthful of fudge as he took a seat, making you giggle. He patted a spot beside him as you took a seat yourself, leaning on your elbows.

Birds chirping in the near distance was the only sound heard as he leaned back. His brunette curls sprawling out on the picnic blanket. He looked peaceful in a way, all you wanted to do is hold onto him and never let go. He wasn't like any person you had ever known. Cedric was respectful and kind — like every guy should be, but at Hogwarts they weren't. Well at least the guys you had gone out with. He was so different.

"What're you thinking about?" The hufflepuff asked you, his head turning towards you. His nose was turning slightly red from the cold which only made his face even more enjoyable to look at. "Just... you."

"Me?" He breathed, pressing his hand to his heart as he sat up slightly acting quite dramatic. Cedric's eyes poured into yours, like he was looking at the soul of his Universe. "'Course."

He pulled into his pocket offering a handful of fudge. You couldn't even question how he had anymore left before he questioned you. "What about?"

You shook your head at the offer as he shrugged it off and threw one in his mouth waiting for you to respond to his question. You pressed your lips together before forming a smile, watching Cedric chow down on his fudge. "You're great, Ced." No words could describe the way his toothy grin made you feel, watching him swallow the fudge. "You're my boyfriend and you still get giddy when I call you great?"

"Mhm," Cedric hummed as he went silent glancing down at the blanket. He seemed to fall into a transe as you watched him. A piece of hair fell before his eyes and he seemed to not even notice it. Orange and brown leaves falling in the distance, the sound of students crunching their shoes against them. You pressed your finger onto his forehead, lightly pushing the curl out of his face. "Pretty boy, what are you thinking about?" You asked, mimicking his words from before.

His eyes blinked over to you, his hand coming up to press against yours. It was warm pressing your own hand into his cheek. "You," He mirrored making you throw your head back in a giggle. A smile forming on his face as he watched you. "Hey, Y/N?"

"Hm?" You hummed as you leaned closer to him, your hand never leaving his cheek. "Do you ever think about the future? Not like seventh year but... after Hogwarts. When we're not under the rule of Mcgonagall and we actually can afford to go to Honeydukes everyday." Cedric joked making you smile. "Well, yeah we kind of have to, don't we?"

"Yeah, yeah we do." He nodded along hesitantly as you removed your hand and he sat up. "What do you see in that future?" Cedric's demeanor changed all of the sudden, his hands twirling together. Your smile nearly dropped nervously as he looked away, an awkward smile growing on his face. "I don't know it was a dumb question anyways..."

"No... I guess I see a job as an auror. Working with my friends and having a house. A pretty one in the countryside with a willow tree outside. And a garden with fresh fruit like the way the muggles do it. So I can always have something baking so the house smells like fresh bread-" You pressed your lips together as you watched him listen intently with a smile. "I'm ranting, sorry."

"No... keep going, please. I beg." Cedric smirked as you let out an awkward laugh. "Well, I don't know. Maybe a kid or two in the far- far future. Um, I don't know I've always had that dream."

"Yeah, kids?" He asked, a lopsided smile taking over his face. You couldn't help but grin at him. There was something that made your heart race at his questions of the future. "Ced?"

"Hm?" He tilted his head as you pressed your lips together as sighed. "You're there. In the future, my future."

"Well I'd sure hope so." Cedric didn't waste anytime pulling you forward to press your lips into his. His hand pressed against your cheek as the other held you up for balance. Your hand wrapped around his forearm while the other found its way to his hair. You never felt such a feeling of happiness in your heart. Like the sun rising on a cold day.

"Mmm for the record, it'll be two kids. One boy and one girl. Someone's gotta carry on the family name." Cedric pulled apart making your bite your lip. "Yeah okay, why don't you just kiss me some more?"

#cedric diggory x reader #cedric x y/n #cedric diggory #cedric diggory x gn reader #robert pattinson #edward cullen #harry potter x reader #harry potter boys #gender neutral reader

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cootiekat · 10 months

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Babysitter ♡

warnings: none :)

genre: fluff

pairing: dad! eddie x fem! babysitter! reader

summary: You start babysitting for your coworker,Eddie, but will it turn into more?

a/n: This is my first fanfic I have ever written AND my first time writing in tumblr so bare with me please 😭😭 REQUESTS OPEN!!!🫶🫶🫶

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October 20, 1989

It all started with a text from your coworker, Eddie, asking if you could babysit his daughter. Of course you said yes, you didn’t have any plans for tonight. You got dressed in a sweater and jeans and headed out. Before stopping at Eddie’s you went to the grocery store for some snacks so you could be remembered as the “cool” babysitter and made a stop at Family Video to pick up the new movie The Little Mermaid.

When you got to Eddie’s trailer you noticed his van was already started so he probably was going to be leaving very soon. The door was already open so you just walked in.

“Eddie!” you called out. You admired all of the mugs on the walls and the living room that looked messy and cozy at the same time. You saw the little dining table for two in the corner and the small kitchenette, just down the hall you saw a bedroom covered in band posters and reeked of weed. Assuming the room was Eddie’s you walked in.

“Hey Eddie” you repeated now that you were in close quarters with him.

“Y/N HI! i’m so glad you made it on time.”

Eddie was dressed up in his normal attire except he was wearing a T-shirt that said Corroded Coffin on it with a black leather jacket on top. You’d be lying if you said Eddie didn’t look extremely good right now.

“Let me introduce you to Maggie”

Eddie led you down the hallway to a bedroom that was covered in princesses, unicorns, and all things girly. Maggie was sitting on the floor with her Barbies brushing their hair and dressing them up. Maggie was no doubt Eddie’s daughter they both sported long curly brown hair and big brown puppy eyes.

“Maggie, can you say hi to Y/N? She will be watching you tonight while Daddy is out.”

Maggie gave you a little wave and immediately curled into her fathers arms. Eddie was in complete awe and wrapped is arms around his daughter and gave her a tight hug. “How old are you, Maggie?” you asked softly. She held up three fingers with her hand, you couldn’t help but smile at her cuteness.

“Daddy is leaving now, but Y/n is going to take really good care of you.”

“Yep, I brought snacks and a movie. Have you ever seen The Little Mermaid?” you questioned. Maggie shook her head and looked up at her Dad to respond for her.

“I’ve been meaning to take her to Family Movie to rent it, she’s been begging to see it since it came out”

Eddie and you walked out of Maggie’s room leaving her to play with her dolls until she was done. Eddie was fidgeting when he spoke up.

“I had her right out of high school and i’ve never left her with anyone alone other than my uncle, so i’m a little nervous.”

“You have no need to be nervous, I babysat since I was in middle school for pocket change and worked at a daycare for a little bit in high school. This is definitely not my first rodeo.” you reassured him. You saw the weight come off Eddie’s shoulders.

“Sorry for the late notice.”

You waved him off and called Maggie to the front door. Maggie walked in very timidly. You knew it was going to take a minute for her to warm up to you.

“bye-bye, Daddy”

Eddie waves goodbye to his daughter and you and heads to his van. Maggie looks at you then grabs your hand and leads you back into her bedroom.

“This is Chelsea, I’m going to play with her because i’m little. You can be barbie cause you’re pretty.”

You thank her for her kindness and play barbie’s with her for about and hour until you hear her stomach growl. “Are you hungry?”

“a little bit, but I want to keep playing”

“you should never ignore your body when it tells you you’re hungry. We can come back and play after we eat if you would like?” Maggie agrees with you and puts her toys back into the play box and makes her way to the kitchen. You look around the kitchen to see what you can make. Yep. There definitely is not a woman living in this house because all that is in here is milk, spaghettios, mac n cheese, and leftovers from Dennys.

You begin boiling water for Mac n cheese when you notice Maggie sitting on the couch watching a black screen. “Would you like me to put in a movie while dinner is cooking?” Maggie bounces up and down and nods her head. You smile at her innocence and turn on the TV. You put in The Little Mermaid and go back to the kitchen to finish dinner. You find a small pink bowl and spoon and hand Maggie her Mac n cheese.

“yummy”

You sit with Maggie when you realize she is starting to fall asleep. “let’s go get you ready for bed.” you tell her while picking her up and taking her to the bathroom. You brush and braid her hair, wash her face, brush her teeth, and get her changed into pajamas.

“I want to finish the movie.”

You carry her back into the living room and finish the movie. Before the movie was even done Maggie was knocked out, so you decided to clean up the house a little. You dusted the fans, wiped counters, cleaned dishes, folded laundry, cleaned Maggie’s room, and cleaned the bathroom. All of the cleaning wore you out so you went back into the living room and cuddled with Maggie and fell asleep to the sound of the rain outside.

The sound of Eddie’s van woke you up. You watch Eddie trying to be quiet thinking you are both asleep. You start to stand up to grab your things when Eddie stops you.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting ready to leave?”

“You should just stay here for the night.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because it’s twelve in the morning and it’s pouring outside”

You hesitated for a moment, you were not prepared for spending the night, so you don’t have any extra clothes, a toothbrush, and you have a very strict skincare regimen you cannot skip. Eddie noticed you’re hesitation.

“I would never force you to stay if you would rather go home, but can you at least stay here until the rain calms down”

You decided to stay because you were terrified of driving in the rain and if Eddie was okay with you staying for the night then might as well.

“okay, i’ll stay. Do you have any extra clothes I can borrow?”

Eddie heads to his room to get you an oversized T-shirt and some loose pajama pants and hands them to you.

“You can get changed for bed in the bathroom, I’m going to put Maggie in her room.”

You headed to the bathroom to change looking at yourself in the mirror and washing all of your makeup off. You headed out to the living room and notice Eddie making up the couch. “Thank you, but I could’ve done that” you tell him not wanting to be too much of a burden.

“Y/n you already cleaned up the whole house the least I could do was make my own bed.”

“Your bed?”

“Yeah, i’m going to sleep out here you can take my room.”

“I can’t do that, you’re already letting me stay, I can’t take your room too.”

“If my uncle ever found out I let a beautiful woman sleep on this old couch while I slept comfortably in my bed he would flip.”

You silently thanked Eddie for the change of clothes and for letting you stay in his room for the night. You walked into Eddie’s room and layer in his bed and admired all of the art on his walls his guitar he used to play in high school. You wondered if he still played, you quickly fell asleep in his soft and warm bed.

A boom of thunder rang through the trailer and you shot up in the bed startled. You were so terrified of the storm you could not bring yourself to go back to bed. You got out of bed and slowly walked trying not to make the floor creek. You finally made your way to the kitchen and read the clock on the wall 3:30am. You slowly opened the fridge and took out the milk and grabbed a cup out of the cabinet and quietly poured the milk into the cup. Just as you were about to put the glass into the microwave you heard Eddie’s groggy voice.

“can’t sleep?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you”

“Sweetheart, I’ve been up, don’t worry you didn’t wake me”

“so, you saw me creep into the kitchen?”

“yup.”

You began your walk of shame back into Eddie’s room when you heard him ask.

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

“sure”

“I don’t have many, but I have a couple I rented from Family Video and never returned.”

You chuckled at his statement and begin looking through his collection of VHS tapes. Most of the movies were Maggie’s and they’re were a couple of horror and slasher movies, but what caught your eye was a cute romcom you would’ve never imagined Eddie to have. “When Harry Met Sally?” you questioned as you held up the tape.

“Hey, it was on the new release shelf, i didn’t pick it on purpose!”

“yeah right”

“I SWEAR! i’ve never seen that movie before.”

“You sound mighty defensive right now, Edward” you say to him in a disbelieving tone as you slide the tape into the VCR. You went to press play when you notice the movie was already halfway through. You glanced at Eddie who looked defeated. “It’s okay to admit you like romcoms, Eddie. I still think you’re a hardcore badass.”

“You think i’m a hardcore badass?”

“of course I do”

You rewind and start the movie and sit down next to Eddie on the couch. If you were being honest this was the most comfortable you’ve ever felt in your entire life. Eddie wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close to his side. Your whole body stiffened at the sweet side of Eddie. Eddie must’ve noticed because he whispered in your ear.

“Calm down, Princess. I wont bite unless you ask me too.”

Your whole face was red and hot at this point. You and Eddie stayed like this until the end of the movie when Eddie said.

“Love like this doesn’t exist in real life.”

“You think so?”

“I know so, if it did I wouldn’t be 24 raising a 3 year old by myself.”

“Maybe you just haven’t met the right woman yet.”

Eddie looked down into your eyes and said.

“Tell me, Princess. Have you met the right man yet.”

You shrugged. “I mean no one has ever showed me love like this.” you said as you pointed to the screen. The end credits finally rolled and Eddie looked at you and said.

“Can I tell you something?”

“Yeah”

“You’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen, since the day you walked into Tape World I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

“Edward Munson, you better not be playing with my emotions right now.”

“ I promise you y/n, I’ve never been more serious in my entire life. I want to get to know you on that deep ooey gooey personal level. I want to know all your strengths and weaknesses. I want to know what you’re favorite food, holiday, and movie is. I want to be the person you come to when nobody else can help. Y/n I want to be the right man for you.”

You could not believe what Eddie just said. You were out of words all you thought of was smashing your lips onto his, so that’s exactly what you did. You felt his plump lips connecting with yours in the perfect way. You cupped his face in your hands and felt the stubble that decorated his jaw. When you finally pulled away you said.

“ I want to be the right woman for you too, Eddie.”

#dad!eddie munson #eddie munson #eddie x plus size reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #x reader #fem!reader #babysitter!reader #fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #fluff

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teddysudeikis · 9 months

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Teddy Bear 🧸

Summary: I had a long day working at Keeley Jones’ PR firm and felt so overworked, stressed, and the instant need to cry my eyes out. I come home to find Ted who’s there to comfort me after a long day. He is the perfect boyfriend who knows how to cheer me up with comfort and cuddles.

Relationship: Ted Lasso x me (I inserted myself)

Before you read: It’s my first fic that I’ve written in awhile. I appreciate any feedback and love on it. It’s mostly fluff 🧸 so there’s a lot of cuddly Ted and some light NSFW (I’m so bad at writing those) 😭 but I needed something cuddly to be comforted.

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My thoughts spiraled into an endless pit of despair, full of anxiety. When’s the last time I hung out with Keeley and Rebecca? Why have I become so introverted and distant from everyone? What happened to me? And most importantly, what about Ted? Have I been tiring him out?

I felt guilty letting work take over my life being such a perfectionist but I really wanted to help Keeley with all that she’s been through. She’s the closest friend I have and I felt even more pressured to perform to the best of my ability with her as my boss. The last friend she hired let her down and I didn’t want her to think less of me, especially with how important this job was to me.

Feeling a slight tug at my heart with Ted on my mind, I felt so selfish. It’s been awhile since we’ve last went on a date and been intimate really. I know it’s not fair to keep doing this to him.

By the time I reached the door handle of my flat, my hands were shaking with the fear of Ted being home when I just wanted to cry myself to sleep. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I was so stressed and overworked, I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down my face.

I heard footsteps by the door, hearing the doorknob twist before I could turn it myself. An excited Ted Lasso flashes a big smile my way, making my heart flutter at the sight of him.

His hair was disheveled, his little tendril of hair over his forehead, and chest hair peeking out from his unbuttoned white polo collar. He was wearing the signature AFC Richmond navy sweater on top of it. His sleeves were pushed up, exposing his forearms. He looked so handsome and cozy.

“Welcome home sweet cheeks, been wonderin’ where you were,” Ted beamed, his cute dimples showing.

Just like the day I fell head over heels for him, I was in a daze, taking in the sight of him. I just wanted to cry in his big warm chest to forget today even happened.

“How was your…” Ted started but stopped in his tracks when he noticed my red cheeks from crying.

He stood there for awhile, examining me with his big, bright brown eyes. His smile turned into a frown, wiping the tear from my cheek.

”Darlin’?” he asked concerned, his eyebrows bunched together. “What happened?”

My lip trembles, angry at myself for being so sensitive. “Ted, I…I…just…” I stammered, struggling to get the words out. “I…had a really…bad day.”

I felt even more embarrassed he had to see me like this and started crying again, feeling like I was falling apart right then and there.

Ted was so kind and compassionate, he never judged me like anyone else did. He was always there for me.

I just didn’t want to push him away too. My worst fear was him getting sick of me and leaving me when I needed him the most. I’ve known the feeling of abandonment from people all too well.

“Sweetie,” Ted says, holding his arms out for me. “Come here.” He pulls me into his warm arms.

Feeling so pathetic right now, I just kept crying more into his chest. He runs his hand in my hair, hoping it would comfort me. He kissed me on the head, whispering sweetly in my ear, “It’s okay, let it all out. I’m here now.”

He helps me out of my coat, placing it on the coatrack nearby. He then takes my hand, guiding me to the couch. He puts his arms around me tightly, letting me get comfortable and snuggle into his neck.

“I…just…feel like…I’m not good enough,” I manage to choke out between sniffles and cries. Ted listened as he rubs my back and arms tenderly to soothe me.

“Good enough for who? Me?” Ted asks, furrowing an eyebrow, saddened at the thought of me not being good enough for him.

“Darlin’, you’re everything to me, I love you,” he assured me, making me tear up.

“That…and…Keeley. I feel like a failure,” I cried out.

“Darlin’, you’re not a failure. Heck, you’re the best at everything,” he assures me with full confidence. “You’re the smartest and most hardworking gal I know. And she knows that too. She’s lucky to have you.”

“And you’re the best thing that’s happened to me,” he continues, making me instantly blush with the endless praise and heartwarming compliments to cheer me up. “I couldn’t imagine life without you.”

My breathing starts to relax a little at the comfort of his touch and words.

I tilt my face up at him, making his mustached lips curl into a warm smile. “Am I too much?” I shyly ask, feeling overwhelmed with all the love that I felt like I didn’t deserve.

“Baby cakes, of course you’re not. Why would you say that?”

“I just…well, I…” I stammered, getting lost in his pretty brown eyes.

“Sweetie, if you think I’m ever gonna give you up and let you down, then I’d be pretty darn stupid,” he says with a twinkle in his eye. “I love you so much, I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

He tenderly tucked my hair behind my ear, making my face flush red even more. I didn’t even tell him what was on my mind and he managed to heal every painful feeling in me.

He shushes me, feeling my hands being shaky again, hoping to calm me down, knowing a lot was on my mind and bothering me. “Just take a deep breath, it’ll be alright,” he whispers.

He could feel my heartbeat race, hoping to calm it down.

“Please don’t worry, it’s okay,” he whispers.

“In…out…” he nods, guiding me to follow.

I follow along with him, making him smile coaching me through it. “In…and out. There ya go.”

I take another deep breath, closing my eyes for an instant, trying to calm down. I was feeling so many bottled up emotions coming at me all at once.

I felt more at ease being there in his arms. A big, warm hand tickles me as it makes its way under my sweater against my back. He rubbed it in gentle strokes, the warm feeling making me less tense and more relaxed.

“How are ya feeling, sweet pea?” Ted asked gently, rubbing my back even more. “Better?”

I nodded in response, opening my eyes to see the beautiful sight of him again. “That’s my girl,” he beams with delight in his voice. “You’ve had a long day, you deserve some rest. I’m here now.”

My eyes traveled down his big puppy dog eyes to his handsome smile. Then they made their way to the unbuttoned shirt, eyeing the chest hairs poking out from the neckline.

He takes me by the hands, lowering them to my sides, raising one brow at me. “How about you get cozy and settled in while I finish up the batch of biscuits I whipped up for ya.”

I nodded, feeling flush red in the face for letting my mixed emotions get the best of me. I just needed him right now more than anything.

I could smell the sweetness of his warm biscuits nearby. “T-Ted, that’s really thoughtful of you,” I smiled.

He cups my chin in his hand, giving me a gentle kiss. “Let’s get you all warmed up too with a nice hot bath, how does that sound?” he suggests.

I nodded, smiling from the warm kiss. “C-Could you…” I stammered, feeling shy and anxious again.

“Mhmm?” he asks, patiently waiting.

“C-Could y-you…help me out of these clothes? I’ve had a long day,” I shyly asked, wanting to feel his warm touch again. I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands on my body. It made me feel so…good.

“Why of course,” his mustached lips curling into a playful smile.

Without hesitating, he pulls my pink sweater over my head, tossing it aside. His big hands then pull me by the hips making me squeak from our faces inches apart as he teasingly unzips my jeans while pulling them off my legs slowly.

He tossed my jeans aside next to my sweater, hungrily looking at me in my bra and underwear. “How’s that?” Ted smiles, gently massaging both of my thighs slowly.

I gulped, feeling my heart in my throat. The room felt like it was heated just with how intense it felt right now, drowning in his pretty brown orbs.

I smile as I look up at his big brown eyes, his lips leaning into mine for another kiss. “Perfect, Teddy.”

He smiles instantly at the nickname, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside everytime I said it.

“Do you need any other assistance today, ma’am?” he asks, his hands diving down into the loops of my underwear, playfully toying with the bands on my hips. He loved my curves so much.

Goosebumps rise up, making me lose my breath for an instant. “I-I’m okay for now.”

He chuckled to himself, knowing how nervous I get around him especially when it comes to sex.

I was so inexperienced to it still and he knew that. He never pressured me into it, he wanted me to be comfortable when it came to that. He loved every opportunity to be intimate though, he’s been craving it for the longest and so did I.

“Well hop on to it then,” he gets up and winks at me, lightly smacking my upper thigh making me squeak and jump. He gestured me to follow him but I just sat there in amazement and stared at him from afar on the couch.

He happily strides his way over to the bathroom, drawing a nice hot bath for me. He stands in the doorway with his hands on his hips, raising an eyebrow at me. “Well don’t just sit there, c’mon in when it’s hot and ready, babygirl.”

I got up, blushing bad from head to toe when he’s in Coach Lasso mode.

He watches me undress, smiling from ear to ear when he catches a glimpse of my breasts and shaved mound. He picks up my undergarments watching me get in the tub slowly.

I stop for an instant holding the sides of the tub before sitting down fully, seeing him in the doorway enjoying the view.

“Teddy Bear,” I innocently say.

“Mhmm?”

“Could you get my phone?” I asked, biting my lip. “I think I left it in my bag.”

Ted crosses his arms, knowing me better than anyone else. “What for?”

“To check what time I need to…” I started but before I could finish my sentence, Ted shakes his head knowing it’s about work.

“Sabrina, if you don’t get in that bathtub I’ll throw you in there myself,” he says in his stern coach voice. “Don’t make me get the whistle now.”

My cheeks turned pink and I instantly slide my way into the tub till my butt hit the hot water.

I don’t know if it was me or the water but I felt like I became wet the minute he went into coach mode. I wonder if he would really bring the whistle if I…

“Don’t take too long darlin’, I’ll be in the kitchen if ya need me,” he smiled widely as he exits the room carrying my bra and panties.

I could hear him whistling from afar. He throws my stuff into the laundry hamper, making his way to the kitchen, tying back his apron on, getting back to biscuit business.

I giggled at the thought of him becoming full Coach Lasso especially in the bedroom. It helped my body unwind as the thought of anything Ted made me forget about what kind of day I had.

A few minutes passed by and I could feel his presence by the door, his disheveled hair over his brow again. “What’s all that gigglin’ I hear?”

Blushing bad I giggled a little too loud for him to hear, I covered my mouth in embarrassment.

“Having fun without me now?” he teases, hinting I might’ve been doing something sneaky in there.

Caught off-guard by the thought of it, I was blushing even more. “I-I wasn’t doing…” I started, trying to defend myself.

“Mhmm hmm, sure, miss gigglypuff,” he chuckled in his Southern drawl. “Don’t take too long, sugar, or I’ll make you run twenty laps.”

He slowly walks back to the kitchen, unable to keep his eyes off of me as he exits the room again, letting me know he was onto me.

Comfort was his number one priority and he always made sure I was pampered with kisses, cuddles, and biscuits.

A half hour goes by and I turn off the water, getting out to dry off. I throw on one of Ted’s grey sweaters with the signature AFC Richmond greyhound stitching. I slid under the navy bedsheets making myself comfortable.

Ted enters the room with the biggest smile on his face, carrying a plate of his biscuits baked to perfection.

“Well aren’t you snug as a bug?” Ted jokes with a big grin, setting the batch of biscuits down on the bedside table.

I let out another giggle, blushing from head to toe everytime he made me laugh.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better. Seeing you gigglin’ and all. Been missin’ that gorgeous smile of yours,” Ted smiled widely, his gorgeous dimples showing.

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this relaxed and happy in awhile,” I admitted, feeling much better. He really knew how to loosen me up.

“Ain’t that good to hear,” he smiles, lightly booping me on the nose with his finger.

I grab one of his biscuits, putting it in my mouth. That hit the spot. I softly moaned chewing it.

I blushed, feeling his soft watchful eyes on me.

“And I missed hearing that sound too,” he winks.

He walks out of the room, untying his apron and setting it on the chair.

I sit up on the bed, pouting seeing him walk off again. “I need my Teddy Bear to cuddle with,” I insisted, making him spin around to face me.

“Awe sweet pea, I’ll only be a minute. I gotta hop on out of these clothes unless you want to snuggle with the Pillsbury Doughboy,” he jokes, kissing me on the head.

He had sugar and dough on his pants and apron after baking biscuits.

He pulls out another biscuit, putting it in my mouth to taste. “Good, ain’t it?” he smiles.

“Mhmm,” I softly moan into the biscuit, biting into it.

“Help yourself, sugar,” he says to me. He walks over to the foot of the bed, taking off his clothes one by one.

I slowly stop chewing, taking in the sight of his strong forearms slowly pulling the sleeves off his sweater.

He’s doing this for me I know it. It was torture.

I bit my lower lip in anticipation, seeing his white polo shirt ride up enough to expose his soft tummy and happy trail as he takes his sweater off.

He has no idea what he’s doing to me. Unless he does know…

He sets it aside on the chair next to the apron, going for the polo next.

My eyes traveled up to the top of his polo, where most of the buttons were already undone and I caught another glimpse of the chest hair peeking out that made me feral. I always admired his dadbod but something about his chest hair was just so masculine and sexy. It was what made him such a cuddle bear too, it was soft and furry to the touch.

My brain is racing, making me giggle at the thought of taking him out of those clothes, pulling down those khakis to see…

“You’re having a blast over there, gigglypuff,” he joked, getting another irresistible smile from me.

“I think I caught you drifting off again like you did in that tub earlier,” Ted teased with a smile. I blushed hard.

“I…” I stammered, nervously sweating when his big hands reached for the zipper on his khakis.

“I’ve been putting on a little show for you, huh, sugar plum?” he chuckled, making my heart melt the more he lowered the pants off his legs.

I blushed so bad, I could feel my face burning red. I covered my face in the sheets, hiding my face for him to not see. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Ted.”

He wiggled out of his khakis, smiling at me hiding from him. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” he smiles, pulling back the sheet to meet my eyes. “I don’t mind one bit.”

He’s in his boxer briefs and polo, crawling next to me in the bed. His strong arms pull me towards him from behind, resting his hands on my belly.

I felt his warm chest on my back, making me blush and smile again. I could smell his cologne on his shirt, making me feel more relaxed and at home than ever.

I nuzzle against his neck, feeling his arm around me, lowering down to rest at my hip.

“Thank you, Teddy. For doing this for me,” I gently whisper.

He looks down at me, giving me gentle kisses on my neck. “That’s what Teddy Bear is here for, I’m just glad to see you smilin’ again. I’ve missed that,” he replied.

I pouted, feeling like something else was missing. I still wanted the snuggle bear I’ve been craving. And by that I mean his warm snuggly chest hairs.

Ted was sometimes self-conscious about his body and even though I loved his dadbod, he still felt like he had to hide his belly and love handles when around me.

I wanted him to be comfortable too. I loved this man too much to hide the most beautiful parts about him.

I sat up in the bed, feeling his arms drop down next to me. He cocks his head to the side, wondering what I was up to now.

“Everything alright, darlin’?”

I turn to face him, rubbing my hands affectionally on his chest, making him grin a little.

I rub the chest hair poking out of his shirt, making his manhood harden in his boxers.

“Can I cuddle with my furry Teddy Bear?” I innocently requested, hoping he’d say yes. “Chest hair and all…I think it would help me sleep better. You’re so cozy.”

“Mhmm, you know I can’t say no to that, now can I, honey bunch?” he chuckled, equally blushing unable to resist my pouting. “I’ll let you do the honors.”

I excitedly bounce in the bed, giddily making my way to pull off his polo shirt. I grab the sides of his shirt, pulling it off his head to be face to face with his broad shoulders and chest.

Without thinking, I run my fingers from his belly to his chest hair, purring at the feel of it.

My nails dig at it, pulling a few of the chest hairs as I ran my fingers through it, somewhat clawing at them, pulling him closer to me.

Ted struggles to keep up with me and tries to catch his breath, surprised by how feral his body made me.

“Woah easy now,” he says.

I continued by planting small kisses from his chest to his happy trail. My hands caressed his strong, warm chest while praising him more, making him feel good about himself.

“I love you…you’re so perfect,” I whisper, kissing him on the lips.

He softly grunts into my mouth, craving the love and affection.

Unable to let go of him, I run small circles through his chest hair with the twirl of my fingers.

His tongue teases my lips and I tease him back by biting his bottom lip, making another giggle escape my mouth. After the kiss deepens for another moment, he pulls back, admiring me.

“Aren’t you the gigglin’ girl today?” he smiles.

“Mhmm. You’re hairy…so beary hairy,” I giggled.

He raises an eyebrow, liking the sound of this. “Am I now?” he grins. “I should take my shirt off more if I knew how much it would make you grin like a possum eating a sweet potato.”

Ted’s tongue traces my lips, then trails down my jaw, neck, and collar bone making me purr in response.

“How’s that?” he asks, hoping to satisfy me.

“Mhmm, so good,” I softly moaned, craving his warm touch.

My hands move up his chest, then to his broad shoulders.

His big, warm hands work around my waist, exploring my curves while pulling me closer to him. He caresses my cheek, pulling me into another kiss that had our mouths moving in perfect unison.

Feeling breathless, I reached up to his hair, running my fingers through them. He growls into my mouth, making me tug onto it in response.

When his lips move down my neck again, I couldn’t help but let out a moan I’ve been holding in, feeling a wave of ecstasy rush over me, coating my panties instantly.

His warm hands rub my protruding nipples sticking out of his grey sweater, making him smile enough for his dimples to graze my neck.

“Oh my god,” I murmured, feeling lost for words.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, his warm breath against my skin.

“M-Much b-better, T-Teddy,” I said, feeling my body tingle with his hands slowly massaging my breasts.

He pulls back, his brown eyes dark and full of lust. “Any other requests for Teddy Bear?” he grinned, hoping to pleasure me some more.

I blushed, feeling my heart race. “C-Cuddles,” I said, struggling to get the words out.

My eyes trailed over to his bedside table, spotting the pair of aviators, whistle, and white visor hat he left out, thinking it’s something he’s been saving for a special occasion: Coach Lasso. If I kept on teasing him, he would find a way to torture me with it somehow and he knew I would love it. He wanted me to feel good and he knew how to make me feel good.

“Anything for you, darlin’,” he whispers, kissing me on the cheek.

He tucked himself again in behind me, pulling the bedsheets over us, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He playfully nibbles on my ear, getting another playful giggle out of me.

“That’s my girl,” he smiles, running his hands up and down my arms. His hands explore my hips and upper thighs, making me blush even more.

He felt so warm and snuggly I couldn’t stop smiling around him. His legs are wrapped behind mine, tangling our bodies even closer together.

“I love you so much,” he whispers gently, giving me more tender kisses on my neck. His breath tickled against my ear.

“I would do anything for you, you know that?”

I giggled, feeling his impressive bulge rub against me. “I know you would,” I smiled.

“You’ve got a case of the giggles today, don’t you?” he chuckled, hoping to hear more of it.

“I can’t help myself when I’m around you,” I shyly admitted, feeling embarrassed he noticed the small details about me. But he loved it so much.

“I can’t either,” he whispered, making my heart feel full.

“I love you Tedbear,” I reply, feeling so comfortable in his arms.

He smiled, giving me more of a bear hug by squeezing me tighter. His hands felt so warm against mine, letting my body melt into his as he kept caressing my curves to help me drift off to sleep.

The more comforting and loving he was, the more my eyes fluttered into dreamland.

“I love you too,” he whispers in my ear, smiling and enjoying the beautiful silence around us. Worn out himself, Ted fell asleep holding me tightly against him smiling ear to ear knowing he made my horrible day better with him around.

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teddybeartoji · 2 months

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mickey i am kissing ur brain so gently i literally just woke up but i saw the bi!toji post ……… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 REAL & CANON BTW but for some reason the first thought that popped into my head was. uni au….. janitor!toji/professor!reader…………….. hear me out.

toji who just stopped working as an assassin and is trying to get his life together, who just happened to land a job as a janitor at a prestigious university that he takes fairly seriously…. (i just knowww he hates littering students with every fibre of his being. catches them in the act and reaches for his gun out of old habit LMAO) and there’s this nerdy little professor who always arrives at the uni first thing in the morning, without fail, and always gives toji a cheery little greeting when he does. wearing his cozy sweaters and vests and scarves and smiling all bright and sleepy. and for some reason he almost always takes his coffee breaks conveniently close to wherever toji is cleaning… so they can chat a bit….. even though toji usually just listens and grunts every now and then.

and at first toji feels kinda Threatened by this pretty boy bc ???? whyyyy is he interrupting my precious cleaning time. is he trying to supervise me? show off his fancy degrees??? …. reader has the fattest crush on him but toji genuinely doesn’t realize bc he’s wired to always mistrust others :// meanwhile reader is watching him clean internally going what the fuck what the fuckkk why is he wearing a compression shirt it’s literally fucking freezing??? is he teasing me???? does he know?????? they’re both losers actually. big romcom vibes

BUT YEAH i just picture professor!reader being a sleepy but cheery little guy….. who loves loves loves teaching and talking about his subject of choice and toji starts to really enjoy their talks bc reader’s eyes shine soooo brightly when he’s chattering away… all excited and gleaming….. and toji kinda hates teachers but he decides to make an exception this once. maybe starts to initiate conversations of his own every now and then… who knows…………….

OK THAT’S ALL PDHJDDHJF 😭😭 this came to me in a vision and ofc i had to share…. imagine me at a board meeting pointing at my little graphs and powerpoints while u sit in a big ceo chair overlooking the city… pondering janitor!toji and the future of this company…... mickey ur posts genuinely make me fully insane i hope u know that. bi!toji is real and loves you specifically btw <333333 I HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY DAY MWAH :3

ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I NEED TO KISS U RN!!!

LIKE THIS ISN'T OKAY BY ANY MEANS HOW DID YOU COOK THIS UP AND WHY IS IT LITERALLY PERFECT AND ALSO HOW IS IT SO IN LINE WITH WHAT I HAD IN MY HEAD?????????????? HOW???????

OKAY FIRST OF ALL WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PROFESSOR!READER KIND OF BEING LIKE TAKEDA FROM HAIKYUUUU??????????????? LIKE THAT'S IMMEDIATELY HOW HE POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND NOW I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING HIM LIKE THAT I ALS OCAN'T TAKE OFF THE CAPS LOCK BC I'M GENUINELY SO INVESTED IN THIS FUCKING AU IT'S INSANE

but yeah he's always wearing the comfiest fits just like u said - sweaters, vests, a button-up shirt and a colorful tie sometimes (he was super nervous about wearing the tie at first bc he thought he'd look stupid but he got over it and now he has a rule of wearing a tie at least once a week)(canon). when it's cold he's wearing an oversized coat and an equally big scarf and toji thinks it's very cute i mean what who said that.

another thing just popped into my head when u called him a sleepy guy..... what if it's already like afternoon and all of the students are gone and the professor was supposed to be grading their papers or smth but when toji happens to walk by his class he's just sleeping on the table............... PLSSSS I THINK IT'S SO CUTEE i can see it so clearly in my head the professor's glasses are really weirdly on his face and his mouth is open with a bit of drool spilling out lmao and at first toji just shakes his head like damn this guy is stupid but then he realizes that he's smiling? that his own lips just curved into a small smile all on their own and he's kinda freaked out about it and leaves really fast hasgahsaghshgagsha HE'S A LITTLE AWKWARD SOMETIMES OKAY even big scary teddy bears have their little love moments yk

my immediate thought was that toji would actually be the one to develop the crush first btw................ and he'd be a little like ???? maybe this is his first real male crush? and the reader is just kind of oblivious to it like he thinks that yk toji seems like the straighest guy on the first glance lmao and he thinks that he doesn't have a chance but hehehehehe he's very wrong IDK WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT i wanna know

DON'T GET ME WRONG THOUGH I DO REALLYREALLY LIKE the reader kind of thirsting over him hihihihihi he's so real for that AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF TOJI EVENTUALLY STARTING MORE CONVOS!!!!!! FUCK OFFF HE'S SOO SWEET AAAAAAAAA i love him so much have i said that already

who do you think would take the step to go further though? IN YOUR SCENARIO I MEAN it would obviously take time. a lot of it. bc toji is well... like he is and the professor is nervous and he's kind of afraid to overstep even though he likes him sooooo much... okay i kinda feel like toji would....... and it almost makes the poor professor have a heart attack bc WHAT? hihihihiihi stoppppppppppppp i can see them both in my head soooo clearly and i'm so fucking in love with them they're so cute aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

also got this idea of the professor breaking smth in his class idk like he sits on the chair and one of the legs breaks or smth lmao and he goes on a lookout for smth to fix it with (??????) and he finds toji!!!! and he comes to his rescue, teasing the professor a little bc how the hell did he break the chair you know. and maybe he professor blushes a little..................... IT'S TOJI C'MON EVERYBODY WOULD BLUSH A LITTTLE and then maybe the professor brings him a pastry or something the next day as a thank you and now it's toji who's..... cheeks are looking a little pink?????? and he's grumbling that it's my job. no need to thank me. but the professor just dismissed that immediately and just presses the pastry into his hands and waves him goodbye with a smile. AAAAAAAAAAAH I CAN'TTTT I'M SMILING SO BIG RN MY CHEEKS HURT WHAT IN THE FUCK THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

ARI. MY SWEETEST LITTLE ANGEL. CAN I USE THIS IN THE DRABBLE I STARTED? LIKE I'M GONNA LINK THIS IN THERE TOO. i just started the drabble based on one of the asks i got - toji just smiling while he's listening to his little bf ramble about his day but i'd love to sprinkle this in there. like maybe he taught a class on smth he really likes so he's just so excited about it. excited that the students were loving the topic or whatever. BUT I DO NEED YOUR PERMISSIONN!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME YOU ALWAYS DO I'M SOOOO GRATEFUL FOR YOUUUUUUUUUU<33333 i can't believe you just cooked it up are you actually gordon ramsay btw? i know you are don't lie to me ari. BI!TOJI LOVES US BOTH THAT'S WHY HIS TITS ARE SO BIG HE'S STORING HIS LOVE FOR US IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU HAD A REALLY REALLLY GOOD DAY MY LOVE MWAH MWAH MWAH<333333333

#WAIT ALSO HAHAHAHAHHA HE WOULD 10000000% HATE WHEN THE KIDS THROW TRASH ON THE GROUND #100000000000000% IT MAKES HIM SO ANGRY LMAO #SO FUNNY #yk the scene where his boat loses when he's talking with shiu and he does the little “tch!” hihhihihhi #this is what he's doing every time he sees somebody throw smth on the ground #PLSSSSSSSS IF U HAVE MORE THOUGHTS PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TELL ME #PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE #this au feels very close to my heart #makes me feel very warm #very important #sighhhhhhhhhhh #thank u #love u #ari <3 #mickey can't stop thinking #toji #friends!!

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bruabbasbellaragazza · 1 year

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Stop getting yourself hurt Guido

synopsis: you take care of mista after a dangerous mission

cw: mentions of blood, bruises, and cuts, mentions of sex but no actual sex happens, just some good ‘ol fluff

pairing: Guido Mista x reader (gender neutral)

note: i was trying to turn this into smut but it ended up being getting really cute and i was like ykw nvm😭😭 (not proof read, grammar isn’t my strong suit😩)

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it was a regular night in the cozy Italian apartment you own in Napoli. you decided to have a chill night and snuggle up on the couch with some snacks and a terrible reality tv show. you were wearing a pair of grey men’s sweat-shorts and a tank top while engulfed under a soft fleece blanket. it was serenely calm. that was until you heard urgent knocking on your door. you jumped from the abrupt noise and paused your show. you looked at the clock and it was 11:30 pm. “who could be at the door so late? what the hell.” you said to yourself in confusion while making your way to the door.

you finally get to the door and check the peep hole. as soon as you laid eyes on him concern filled you to your core.

see, you and mista have been having a sort of “fling” (or atleast that’s what you both call it) for about a couple months now and typically after a long day’s work with the bucci gang, he’d come over to see you. sometimes you both just chill and cuddle, while other times mista has a more naughty motive. they typically always consist of you tending to his wounds with your stand before continuing on. he always finishes his missions early though and would usually start heading over earlier in the night. any later and he’d just stay at his place.

you both met at a club one day where he saved you from a way too persistent and rough guy who wouldn’t leave you alone. long story short, that man ended up with a piece of lead in his head, shot my mista’s revolver and ever since then, you and mista have been fucking each other like rabbits since then. you both developed deeper feelings since then, but neither one of you acted upon it. the mafia world is just too much for you to handle he thought.

anyways you spot mista through your door’s peephole and see him in the worst state you ever have. cuts and bruises on his face, arms and torso and his sweater spotted with a concerning amount of blood. you frantically open the door. “mista what the hell happened to you?!” you yell with concern. “nothing cara mia. just a few injuries as usual-”. he says completely unfazed with suave in his voice. “nothing guido?! you’re covered in blood! just- come in!” you say frantically trying to pull yourself together as we walks in, locking the door behind you.

“yes baby it’s nothing giorno already helped with my critical wounds but we had to keep the mission -” mista was then cut off by you “i don’t give a fuck! you look like you got hit by a truck on the way here. sit down while i run you a bath- and don’t try to protest, your taking a goddamn shower” you demanded in a motherly tone.

you made your way to your bathroom which is attached to your bedroom and start running a hot, soothing bath with epson salts and essential oils to relax his sore muscles. you also decided to add a few candles and incense to help the mood.

once you were satisfied with how the bath looked you went back out into the living area to fetch your wounded warrior. “let me walk you to the bath guido.” you say grabbing him gently. “i promise i’m fine baby. it’s okay.” you completely ignored him and took him to the bathroom anyways. when you got there you helped him get out of his soiled clothes and gently placed him in the bath. “i’ll be right back.” you said to him.

you went into the kitchen to make him your “special tea”. similar to tonio’s stand, you’re able to materialize your stand into something edible, which then heals the person’s body who ingests it. in your case, you do this with various herbs, turning them into teas.

you walk back into the bathroom with a nice hot tea in your hands for mista to drink. “here you go dipshit” you say to mista as you hand him the tea and take a seat on the side of the tub. “is that anyway to treat your guests?” mista says sarcastically, knowing you meant it out of care. “i just- i hate seeing you come over all the time so beaten and battered. i can’t help but be scared every time you go on a mission and come back looking like this. please be more careful guido.” you say voicing your anguish.

“if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you’re falling for me bella”, mista teasingly remarks back with a smirk. “mista i’m serious! you need to be more careful! now finish drinking your tea so i can patch you up.” you say avoiding his question.

your stand worked like a charm as it always does and patched him right up leaving just a few small bruises on his body. “okay scrub yourself, and rinse off. i’ll leave ur clothes on the bed for you to change into.” you say making your way out of the bathroom. “you’re already wearing my shorts. did you miss me that much?-“ “shut up guido” you say closing the door behind you as he chuckles.

you lay out just a pair of boxer briefs and sweatpants that he left over sometime ago for him to relax in when he gets out. in the meantime, you ordered takeout to your apartment and resumed your show.

about 5 or so minutes went by and mista appeared from out of your room “if you wanted to see me half naked so bad all you had to do was ask” he says trying to annoy you. “i forgot to do laundry mista. leave me alone” you replied (you didn’t forget lol) “anyways i ordered takeout, it should be here in about 30 minutes”, you continued.

mista plopped down right next to you on the couch and pulled your hips closer to him. you placed your legs in his lap and played with his curly brown hair while focusing on your show. “you know, you’re pretty sexy when you get all concerned and yell at me like that”, he says leaning in and placing a kiss on your jaw. “i don’t care how ‘sexy’ i look. you need to stop getting yourself hurt guido.” you state facing him again.

“maybe i like getting hurt.. it gives me a reason to see your pretty face all the time.” he pulls your face closer to his and leaves a soft reassuring kiss on your lips. “Grazie cara mia” he says with a serious tone upon releasing from the kiss. you pull his face back to yours, connecting foreheads, “i love you guido” you whisper to him. he’s shocked at first, finally knowing that you reciprocate his feelings, but the only words he could muster up after that was “i love you too”

#mista #guido mista #guido mista fluff #mista fluff #mista x reader #jjba fluff #jjba golden wind #goldenwind #jjba x reader #jojos bizzare adventure vento aureo #guido mista x reader #fluff

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whole-circus · 9 months

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hi dear ! could you maybe do liu, jane and toby with a reader that collects haunted dolls ? my special interest is spirits and haunted materials so i am super interested in haunted dolls, i’d love to see some cute headcanons with a reader like that ♥︎ maybe add in some gothic lolita fashion too ? thank you ! gn reader would be fine .

Homicidal Liu, Jane the Killer and Ticci Toby with gothic lolita reader that collects haunted dolls!

➥ Hi hun!! Its such a cool idea!! I kinda mixed it up together so hope its still fine!! Take care!!!

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Homicidal Liu

Liu is pretty open-minded person, like he is just glad you got somethig you are interested in!! Haunted dolls? Oh okay, he didnt expected that..isnt it a bit creepy? But even if he has no idea what is going on then he would love to hear you talk to him about your special interest!! Like come on!! He wants to hear everything, do they have names? Can you talk with them? ..Why are they haunted in the first place..? Introduce them to him!! Your eyes lit up in pretty way so he wants you to keep talking (plus he is obv interested!!). Liu isnt really scared, just a bit distant at first. Give him some time, and he will even take care of them if you couldnt be with them!

About your fashion sense, you are absolutely mesmerezing to him! Boy could stare at you for hours but that would propably be too creepy. Even if his fashion sense is pretty basic, Liu would totally let you dress him up!! He won't match your fashion sense at daily basis, but enjoys you making him look all pretty and he just loves spending more time with you! That way he can actually feel why you like to wear what you wear! Absolutely adores how well aesthetically you match to your interests.

Jane the Killer

Oh i feel like she would actually be into all this creepy, unsettling stuff! Horror movies, urban legends and of course haunted dolls! You are perfect match tbh. Jane is obviously curious about your collection, its impressive and she just love hearing you talking!! Like she would literally look at you with this sweet and caring gaze, maybe even holding you on her lap and caress your hair as you just spare informations with her! Treats your dolls with respect, and likes to keep them clean and safe (but if you dont feel comfy with letting other people touching you collections then she is more than fine too!), she is anything but scared!

I just love, love the idea of Jane being goth. Maybe a victorian one or romantic? Please it fits her soooo well! Yeah but thats just me saying silly things. So with your gothic lolita fashion, you match pretty well! You both will look amazing and you are this great looking couple whenewer you show up anywhere 😭 Would also like to try your style just for fun and do the same for you!!

Ticci Toby

Toby is scared and interested all at once!! Loves hearing you talking but would be scared to sleep at night.. better not leave him alone with them. He propably starts to remember all horror movies about haunted dolls and is scared for his life that they would kill him.. Just reassure him that its nothing like that and as the time pass by he will have more friendy attitude. But even tho he is scared, then he doesnt mind your passion at all! Whatever makes his partner happy!

You are like this overdressed partner x causal bf duo!! You dress so cool and there is Toby with his old and pilled sweater. I think that he would be even intimidate by your look at first, he would be shy too even look at you. Also, he would be happy to try some of your clothes (just like evryone here..) but he definitely prefer his cozy sweaters. Toby really likes to watch you getting ready when you are going somewhere, hair, make up or just choosing outfit..he cant look away! He isnt also the type of bf to get mad for waiting at you long time, so take as much time as you need!

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#liu woods #creepypasta #homicidal liu x reader #homicidal liu #jane the killer x reader #jane the killer #jane arkensaw #jane everlasting #toby rogers #tobias rogers #tobias rogers x reader #tobias erin rogers #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta x reader #fandom #crp #wholecircus

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dumplingpuff1 · 3 months

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Honey (Part 1)

another self indulgent fic for a friend and I, part 2 soon

NSFW!!!! MINORS DNI ❌

names are made up

Contains: inflation, weight gain, magic, stuffing, lactation, belly/body expansion, and cuteness 🥺😭

The sound of a crackling fire filled a small, cozy room. Sat infront of the fireplace was a young woman, clad in fluffy pj pants and large, cozy sweater. Distractedly scrolling on her phone, she didn't notice the sound of the door opening and closing.

"Hey" a familiar voice sounds out, breaking her trance. She looks up at her friend who, judging by the light dusting of snow on his clothes, had just gotten home. She smiles and stands up to greet him, patting some snow off his coat.

"Hey" she says with a smile, "Where've you been?". He chuckles lightly, now taking off his coat. "Oh you know, around" he says. Her eyes flicker to a small box he had set on their coffee table. Interest peaked, she switches her gaze back to her tall friend. "What's that?" she gestures to the box. The fireplace reflection in his cute, rounded glasses couldn't hide the mischevious glint in his eyes. "Just some cookies I picked up for us to enjoy tonight, since the weather is so cold. I figured we deserve a nice relaxing night. We could share them right here by the fire" he says with a smile. She nods happily, looking forward to their shared snack. "I'm gonna go shower, ok? Sit tight here, dumpling" he says, giving her ass a small, gentle pat before turning to walk in the other room.

Not long had passed before the man returned downstairs, sporting a comfy black hoodie paired with soft sweatpants. He joins his petite friend in sitting close to the fire, reaching over and grabbing the delicately wrapped box off the table. Untying the box, he opened it to reveal about a dozen small, golden cookies. The sweet, savory smell of honey hit the couple's noses almost immediately, making the shorter of the two more eager to try them. She looks up from the cookies to his face, illuminated by the soft glow of the fire. "They smell amazing Ry, where'd you get them?" she asks curiously. He meets her gaze and shrugs, "New place in town, forgot the name though". He picks one of the small cookies up with his fingers, and brings it towards her. "Why don't you try them first?" he asks sweetly. Giggling, the girl opens her mouth and leans forward, as Ryan places the cookie into her mouth. She closes her mouth, as Ryan takes his thumb and gently brushes it against her lips, eventually gently placing his hand on her cheek while she chews. She swallows, and without wasting a breath she gushes about the taste. "Ry ry, these are so good! Can... can you give me another?" she asks, bringing her eyes back down to look at the cookies. Ryan chuckles, reaching for another. "Of course, Amanda", he says, placing a second cookie in her eager mouth. She hums as the taste of the sweet, honey flavored cookie hits her tongue once more. Gulping down the cookie, she finds another one readied at her lips. Unable to fight back a smile, she opens her mouth and lets Ryan feed her again. This time, however, she begins feeling a bit full.

After finishing the third cookie, she looks up at Ryan, who was currently placing a log into the fire. "Wow, these are really filling" she said. "Mhm. We've got a whole box to get through though" he said sweetly, turning his attention back to her. She whimpers a little bit, already feeling so full. A small, quiet gurgle brings her attention down to her stomach. Her tight sweater was beginning to feel tighter by the second. Slightly alarmed, she brings a hand to her tummy, feeling it push against her fingers. Her sides also had a bit more pudge to them then she remembers. Another cookie meets her lips, from Ryan's hand. Despite her slight concern regarding her form, she opens her mouth once more to eat the delicious cookie. She swallows, and Ryan brings one of his hands to her sides to give it a gentle squeeze. Almost immediately after she swallowed, she felt a strange sensation down below, between her legs. Wetness, almost as if she were aroused, but this time it was... different. Sticky. Her cheeks flush, but it goes unnoticed in the warm light of the fire. "Ryan, I-" she's cut off by another cookie being placed in her mouth. Unable to resist the alluring taste, she eats it. "Ryan, I feel... weird" she says when she finishes. He smiles and leans into her, "Yeah? What do you mean?". She looks down, embarrassed by the situation. "I think I'm wet? I don't know why... And... it feels really weird. It's..." she trails off. He chuckles, giving her now noticeably plump belly a squeeze. "Go on, use your words" he teases.

"....Sticky" she mutters out. Ryan hums, his hand having moved down from her soft midsection to the hem of her fluffy pants. With his fingers starting to dip under the waistband, Amanda's breath hitches. "Let's see... Wow, so plush now... And your pants seem a bit tight there, everything ok?" he teases, sliding his hand down her pants, fingers rubbing at her crotch. Sure enough, he felt a wet spot- not unusual for him to feel with his friend here- but this time it had a strange, sticky feeling to it. His fingers move aside her panties as he traces along her wet, sticky, sensitive folds. Humming in delight, Ryan gently guides his sticky friend to lie with her back on the floor, lightly dipping his finger in her entrance. He lightly swirled his finger around, coating it in the sticky substance. Pulling his hand from her pants, he leaves the now-needy girl wanting more. In the warm light, Ryan inspects his finger, coated in a thick, gooey, transparent substance. Wanting to confirm his suspicion, he pops the finger into his mouth, and swirls his tongue around the tip of it, licking the substance clean off.

"Honey" he says bluntly, having taken his finger out of his mouth with a satisfying 'pop'. "...What?" Amanda gave Ryan a confused stare. "You're leaking honey" he states. She stares at him in disbelief, and looks down at herself chubbier self. "Is that...? Am I... Is that what's filling me?" she asks, shocked. Ryan giggles, but doesn't respond. Instead, he reaches for another cookie and places it to her lips. Amanda opens her mouth to accept the cookie, not able to deny she was liking this. The sixth cookie swells her body more with rich honey. The sweater she was wearing was starting to roll up over her fattening midsection, unable to contain her. Her arms swelled, stretching the fabric taut as they struggled to keep up with her growing form. Once loose fitting, her pj pants now lightly hugged her enlarged thighs. Ryan looked down at her hands, one resting on her swollen belly. Her hands puffed up as well, fingers rounding out and palms softening by the second. Amanda went to moan but as soon as she opened her mouth, the seventh cookie was firmly pressed into it.

She moaned around the cookie as she ate it, its effects starting near instantly. Ryan took a look at her face. Her formerly defined face had already been coated with a small layer of chub, but now the effect was much more noticeable. Her face was beginning to round out, and her cheeks were continuing to swell up. The corners of her mouth dimpled, being squished by the newly added fat cheeks. "I'm so full Ry ry..." she complained. He responds by taking his hand to her belly, and giving it a good firm rub, and then pressing his fingers into it and jiggling the swollen mass. It wobbles, so full of viscuous honey. He chuckles, "God you really are full. Look how plump you've gotten for me, so full of honey". Grabbing another cookie to feed her, he straddles her, sat just below her rounded honey-filled belly, and leans forward so that he rests upon it. By the time she finished the cookie, her sweater had rolled up just below her bloated tits, and every part of her body had been thouroughy padded with the honey. Whether the yellow tinge on her skin was from being stuffed full of honey or from the light of the fire, Ryan didn't know nor did he care. His large hands found their way to her big squishy tits, pawing at them and kneading. Amanda's plump cheeks flushed bright red, but Ryan didn't notice because his attention had been turned to the small, sticky wet spots that formed right over her nipples. Not wasting any time, Ryan dipped his head down to lap up the sweet substance through her shirt, swirling his tongue around where her nipples are. Amanda moaned and reached her hands around to Ryan's back, digging her plump fingers lightly into his back. His eyes switched their gaze back up to his swollen friend, enjoying the pleasured experession that adorned her chubby face.

Finally deciding to treat himself more, he lifts her shirt, exposing her nipples. There, in the fire's light, he could see her large, soft tits with her nipples coated in the honey, leaking from them. Using a finger to circle one, he brought the other nipple into his mouth and sealed his lips around it. Then, he began to suck; gently, at first, but when he got a taste of the sweet honey, he wanted- no, needed- more. Drinking honey from his plump friend's tits, indulging himself. He sucked like he'd starve if he didn't. Amanda's soft breaths and noises made her enjoyment obvious.

Few minutes had passed before Ryan got a new idea, leaving the honey-filled tits and opting to trail sweet, honey coated kisses down her plump belly to the hem of her pants. "Eat another." he instructed, sliding the box within her reach. "Eat another while I eat you out". She obliged, stuffing another cookie between her plump lips. Having taken her pants and panties down already, he caught a whiff of the sweet, inviting aroma. His head was now nestled between her plump thighs, and she could feel his hot breath on her. He kissed her thighs and then gave her a long, wet lick. When he pulled away, strings of saliva and honey connected his mouth to her leaking pussy. Now feeling addicted, he went back, giving smaller licks between her sweet, plumpened folds. The nineth cookie's effects kicked in, and he knew it did once he felt her already full thighs swell more.

He pulled his head away after a bit, mouth coated in sticky honey and took in the sight before him. "You're just full to the brim with honey, aren't you? Look down at yourself and see how plump you've gotten" he teases lovingly, as Amanda looked up to view her body. Once a petite 119 pounds, with a flat stomach and nearly bony limbs, she looked nothing like herself. Instead, her thin limbs had ballooned into plump, jiggly versions of themselves. Her nimble fingers coated in soft, honey filled flesh. Ryan grabbed her plush hands and placed them on her cheeks, so she could feel how fat they've gotten.

"You're beautiful" Ryan said finally, after a few moments of silence. He leaned in and kissed her soft lips, bringing her into a deep, loving kiss. The sweet taste of honey met her lips, and she hummed into the kiss. "Fuck... I'm gonna get you back for this, Ry ry..." she trailed off, paired with a little giggle.

part 2 coming soon... ;)

#feeding kink #lactating kink #fat belly #gaining kink #inflation k1nk #self #text #weight gain story #story

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 2 years

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Forgotten Lessons XXVIII

Masterlist

The weekend is over 😭

Warnings: noncon/rape, age gap, abuse of power, coercion, mentions of suicide, depression. Y'all know I do it dark and spicy. You have warnings, use them.

Thots, comments, screaming, and feedback are welcome and highly encouraged. Thank you!

The distortion of your mind slowly dissipates as the air shifts, warming around you as a door shuts. The jingle of keys pulls your attention and you turn to watch Bucky hang his keys from a small hook. You glance around. You don’t know this place, but you assume it’s his.

Why are you here? Why wouldn’t he take you home?

You don’t say anything, only standing there as he pulls the jacket from your shoulders. He slings it on the coat rack and sits on the low bench, removing his boots as he nods to your own. You sit beside him and slip off your boots.

You move without thinking, mimicking him again as he gets to his feet. He takes your hand and guides you further inside. The loft, condo, whatever it is, is spacious but cozy. Vintage woods, oaky tables, an amber leather couch with a soft fleece throw over the back. You get only a brief glimpse through the fuzzy daze.

He guides you through another door and sits you down. You feel along the porcelain seat of the toilet as you watch his figure move around. He bends over the large tub and water spills out loudly. He stands and faces you again.

“You should… try to calm down, a hot bath will help,” he suggests, “I have some bubble bath or bath bombs…” He opens the cupboard below the sink and pulls out a pink pouch. He puts it in your lap, “everything you need should be in there.”

You look down and unzip it carefully. There’s soaps, shampoos, creams, and everything else. Even a toothbrush. All new, all untapped. Why does he have all this?

You don’t ask. You’re tired of the questions. Tired of trying. You just want it all to be over.

“Go on,” he backs away, “I’ll be close by so if you need anything, just call my name.”

You stare at the open zipper, “thanks,” you don’t look up.

You wait until his shadow moves and the door gives a soft creak as it shuts, but not all the way. You reach in and take out the cherry parfait sundae soap. The bottle is extravagantly decorated, the lid looks like a swirl of whip cream. The girl you were months ago would’ve thought it was cute.

You set the bag on the counter and stand. You got to the door and push it shut with the handle. It doesn’t meet the frame as Bucky catches it from the other side.

“Sorry, sunshine, but I need you to keep it open for now, just a little,” he leans his weight on it until you relent, “for your safety.”

You feel the stab in your chest, “you think…” your voice trails off and you shrug, “alright.”

You don’t have the will or energy to argue. What’s the point? No one ever listens to you. No one hears you. You’re nothing in this world. An unwanted baby, a controlled child, a neglected teen, and now a forgotten shell.

You turn and leave him at the door. You got to look into the tub. You know what he’s thinking. He thinks you’re going to hold your head under and let the air out of your lungs, swallow down the water until no bubbles rise. You’re not stupid enough, you know that you will only ever be a failure.

You peek over your shoulder and he gives you a look, something almost sad, but something else you can’t name. He steps back into the hall and pulls the door, leaving several inches between the edge and the wooden trim. You face the bath again and twist off the faucet as the water floods the basin.

You pull off your sweater first, dropping the wool to the tile. You can still feel him groping you through the thick knit, the way he squeezed and pinched. You peel off the tee shirt and add it to the floor, your bra is folded under one breast still. You unhook it and let it fall.

You shove your pants down, socks rolling in the ankles and sliding off your feet. You stumble and catch yourself. Your walls ache and burn, your thighs throbbing from the bruises, your ass too. Your hip bones hurt as you struggle to push down your panties, you feel his cum still wet on the cotton.

You kick them away and go the tub’s edge. You lift your leg over the side, leaning on the porcelain as you bring the other in and carefully lower yourself into the steaming pool. You groan and lay back against the wall. You close your eyes and let your hand brush down your stomach.

What are you going to do? It’s too late to protect yourself. You recall the large pill you took in the car, Laufeyson’s coldness as you chugged down the water. How little he cared even this time. You wonder if maybe it’s intentional. That he wishes upon you even the pain of carrying a child you could never want. Yourself, a child nobody wants.

You take your wet hands and smear them down your face, dampening your skin. You hide behind your fingers and suck in air, a sob rushing from you, unrestrained as you begin to bawl. You can’t hold it back. No matter how you try, it tears from you like a deathly bellow.

Your body quakes as you let out every ounce of grief, the feel of his hands on your neck, the noise of your flesh smacking against his, the pain that hollowed your bones. You weep until you have nothing left, until you sink down into the water, only your face above the surface and stare unfeeling at the ceiling.

Empty, you just lay there, the water cooling around you, eyes and cheeks puffy, throat sore and tight, head thrumming. You feel the crack as it rents through you. You reach to wipe your eyes with your wet hands, soothing yourself until you can breathe.

You grip the side of the tub and pull yourself up to sit. A dark speck shades the corner of your eye and you look over as Bucky stands in the open door. He holds a towel under his arm.

“I only came to bring you this,” he says and you shy away, covering your chest, uncertain if he can see it above the tub, “I can put on some tea?”

“I don’t want any,” you croak and hang your head.

“Alright,” he accepts and sets the towel down on the counter, lifting the pouch and brings it over to you, “here.”

“Mmm, thanks,” you grumble, bending your legs to hide from him.

“I’ll make up the bed. That’s what you need, sleep,” he says.

You snort but say nothing. Sleep? Is he stupid enough to think you could ever sleep through this nightmare?

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hostilemuppet · 1 month

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to the x-mas cards anon, i think it would go something like this (i'm probably wrong though lol):

brucandi: a cute picture, a bit big to fit all 15 of them. they're all wearing santa hats, reindeer headbands, etc. bruce & brandi dress up as santa despite being like, 30°C in the island (86°F??? i hate fahrenheit). everyone receives a troll-sized copy (jd's came in last in the mail).

broppy: picture taken in an undisclosed location so dante won't find them (he still appears in the background). they're sitting in front of a fireplace with mr.dinkles in the middle, poppy looks happy (🙃) and branch is trying to hold it together (😶).

fleek: floyd wanted a picture in front of the christmas tree and with matching sweaters, creek didn't want a christmas tree bc it's not "environmentally friendly". they compromised by decorating a tree from the backyard and dressing the kids in matching sweaters.

cliva: a very elaborate christmas background (big tree, cozy fireplace, stockings with their names and a huge pile of gifts). clay is holding penny and staring (dead-eyed) at the camera, viva is holding onto his arm a bit too tightly smiling brightly, bc everything is fine and dandy.

jd: a blurry picture of rhonda and a corner of his goggles, she's eating something (someone??) but it's impossible to tell. he wrote "SEASONS GREETINGS!!!!" in a horrendous chicken scratch no one can read, all caps of course.

oh i didnt know this was a tdau thing 😭 id say these are generally accurate except floyd (and by extension his kids) are jewish. creek is the only on on the christmas card, and that made him feel pathetic so he never sent them out

#ask #tdau

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jwonsociety · 1 year

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xmas with ot7

genre: fluff! / wc: 0.8k / lowercase intentional

→ happy holidays and merry christmas to those who celebrate <3 it's still xmas in my timezone so hopefully this isn't too late ^^

jungwon → ugly sweaters

won definitely enjoys a good old ugly holiday sweater and wants you to buy them with him 💘 the cornier, the better. he insists to get you an oversized sweater because he thinks you look so adorable in it :((( if you two are feeling extra festive he’ll get you matching ones!! pictures are definitely a must bc he wants to show off to everyone how cute you two are together 😭 at first you think it’s a little silly but it quickly becomes ur favorite festive tradition with wonie 🫶🫶 plus sometimes you can convince him to wear a santa hat/reindeer headband and he looks so cuteeee :(((

heeseung → xmas market

it may not be as expected but hee is totally the type to love those cozy little holiday markets. he enjoys looking at everything the vendors are selling -- he examines each individual ornament with this adorable amazement 😭 and his eyes light up whenever he sees christmas lights :((( he’s so cute. he’ll grab your hand and always tell you to look at this or look at that and he offers to buy you anything you want 💘 by the end of the day he’s bought you a ton of little gifts and he’s so excited to put the ornaments he bought up on the tree :)

jay → making cookies

this man is talented in the kitchen and his expertise certainly doesn’t stop at holiday baking 😇 he’ll let you pick any recipe you want and then buy all of the ingredients himself <3 you honestly don’t really know what you’re doing but jay is happy to help you 😭 imagine him wrapping his arms around you from behind as you roll out the dough aghhh :((( he splurged on all different cookie-cutter shapes, frosting colors, and sprinkles because he loves to spoil you. you two make gingerbread men and decorate them to look like each other which sort of ends up as a mess but it doesn’t matter bc it’s still delicious 🫶🫶 ALSO jay wiping frosting on your nose like a cheesy hallmark movie UGH my heart

jake → movies

jake is definitely a sucker for the holiday classics -- elf, home alone, you name it. you and him snuggle up on the couch underneath a cozy blanket and just marathon them all day <333 occasionally he can even recite certain scenes word for word and you absolutely tease him for it 😭 but deep down you think it’s endearingly nerdy. he laughs whole heartedly at every corny joke and you can’t help but laugh too <3 as much as jake loves these movies, in reality he’s just happy to spend time snuggling with you :((( after a while you two fall asleep in each other’s arms as the tv plays 🫶

sunghoon → karaoke

we’ve all seen how this boy will go wild when given a karaoke mic 😭 when “all i want for christmas is you” starts playing it’s OVER. you two will be screaming the lyrics so loud your vocal chords might give out. sunghoon is channeling his inner mariah while you try (and fail) to hit the whistle notes. both of you will entertain yourselves for hours singing all of the holiday classics <333 sunghoon will jump up on the coffee table to dance and pull you right up there with him. he’ll hold you in his arms and look you right in the eyes as he sings because he wants to serenade you 😭 you might get some noise complaints from the neighbors but you two don’t care at all 🫶

sunoo → decorating

you already know this boy is a connoisseur at christmas decorating <3 he’s got everything covered from the lights to the wreath to the tree ornaments. sunoo has his heart set on being the best-decorated place in town because he won’t settle for anything less 🫶 you two have so much fun putting up all the lights and making them looking all pretty, and when you can’t reach high enough to place them he helps you out :((( he even has custom ornaments with your name on them to put on the tree!! after you two are done your place looks like something off of a christmas card and you two pass out on the couch after all your hard work 💘

niki → sledding

it doesn’t matter if it’s freezing outside, if there’s snow on the ground niki WILL force you to go outside with him. he insists on going to the steepest possible hill in your neighborhood and sledding for HOURS 😭 tbh you’re scared shitless bc this boy wants to go at maximum speed but he insists it’s fine 😭 niki sits behind you in the sled and wraps his arms around you before he tells you to hold on tight and pushes off. as you two fly down the hill you’re screaming your head off while he’s just maniacally laughing 💀 and even tho you were scared at first once you reach the bottom you’re already asking to go again :)))

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen ot7 #enhypen x reader #yang jungwon #lee heeseung #park jongseong #sim jaeyun #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #nishimura niki #enha

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