yesyes, i know my first few blogs were about izuku. i'll always love izuku. that's my mans. BUT PAUL ATREIDES IS SOOOO...
he'd totally love ftm!reader. you're such a determined little thing, scarred and rugged and all rough. you're hotheaded, easily irritable but still somewhat reasonable.
gods, paul would believe you're a fucking angel. you're really anything but, and you try to make that clear. but paul's a dummy!!! he doesn't care!! why would he? you're just soo perfect, he adores you.
course, when he gets his hands on you, reasons with the people and that shit emperor, he doesn't ever let go of you. :((
paul is always showering you with affection, learning how to cook just so he can be the one to please you :(((
he's a total fuckin' attention whore around you, all smiles and asking if he did any good when he does something specifically for you.
you, you, you.
as always, you tell him he did surprisingly well. over-achieving as usual, nothing new. and gods, he thanks you and asks for a reward for doing so well for you!!
it varies from all kinds of things.. eating you out from the front and back, fingerin' you, dry humping, all sorts of things...
paul is a total FREAK around you and he's a-okay with that ><
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Could we please get more dad eren? I’ve literally became obsessed with the one you did 🥹🥹
too much dad! eren? no such thing !
dad! eren x black! fem! reader!
ok. let’s backtrack to the birth of you and eren’s first kid. your water broke in the midst of you and eren’s sleep. 1:40 am is what the clock read once you felt the wet and somewhat gooey substance under you. once you were atleast 70% awake and realize what’s going on, you fall into a panic. “eren, eren! wake up!” you shake eren with the most force you can as a pregnant- going into labor - woman. after almost a minute of tears falling down your face and shaking legs and hands, eren groggily wakes up.
“whats wrong, baby?” “i’m going into labor! eren please get up! we need to get in the car!” you plead, trying to get yourself out of bed, groaning while sitting on the edge. “shit shit shit…okay hold on,” eren starts panicking alongside with you. he hands you your shoes while trying to find the overnight bag the two of you agreed on just a week before. “baby please! i can feel her kicking!” you sob, trying to slide on your house shoes. “i know i know, just let me find my glasses.” him and those god damn glasses. “eren!” you squeal. “okay okay.” and with that, eren takes his and yours phones and grabs your hand, guiding you to the door. you groan and whine in pain. “holy shit eren..the hospital is like…ten minutes away! i can’t do it!” you tell him, shaking and crying. “yes you can. you’re the strongest woman i’ve ever met.” eren says, hauling you up the apartment stairs and opening up the door, fleeing down the ramp.
“baby i’m not gonna make it!” you wail, making it to the car without your knowledge. “i know it hurts baby, just get in. we’ll make it, okay?” eren sighs himself, this is stressful and he’s not the one pregnant. “okay okay.” you gasp, sitting yourself down in eren’s seat, remembering to lift your feet onto the dashboard. eren runs around the car and plops into the drivers seat, pushing the key into the engine and reversing. “eren please! go 150 if you have to! i swear to god if i have birth in this god damn car you will sleep on the couch for as long as you’re alive!” you threaten, pointing an accusatory finger at him. “got it. no birth in this car!” eren affirms, speeding down the street. just around the corner from the hospital you feel your contractions getting closer, your eyes grow wide. “eren hurry up,” you plead, eyes closing at the sight of the hospital. “cmon cmon,” eren parks the car right in front and pulls the keys out, immediately hurrying to your side. “let’s go.” he practically runs you into the lobby of the hospital, you gasping and groaning in pain.
“she’s going into labor. we just need a room really fast.” eren says, seeing a nurse come around the corner with a wheelchair. he walks you over and sits you down, the nurse hurrying you to the room. eren isn’t too far behind…due to his running. “please! i can feel her coming! hurry up!” you cry, gripping the handles of the wheelchair. “it’s okay. here’s your room right here, you’ll be okay.” after getting you all situated in the hospital bed, the doctor and multiple nurses are surrounding you, your husband by your side. “just breathe in and out.” the doctor says. after three hours of pushing and grueling work and pain (and the breaking of eren’s hand) your beautiful baby girl was born. a beautiful head of curls being presented. all tests were ran and they made sure she was healthy and safe and gave her to you, a bundle of pink.
“hi baby.” you coo, tears threatening to fall. “eren she’s so pretty.” you mumble, looking up into his emerald eyes, glossy and soft. “i know i know…” you cry, wiping your tears on your shoulder. “here eren, hold her.” you smile, handing eren your daughter. “what if i don’t know how to hold her right? what if she doesn’t like me?” eren babbles. you sush him and hand him her. “now…what name are we feeling?” you ask, tilting your head out of love. “nevaeh..”
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*Sakura, getting ready for a meeting with Kakashi and his advisors to discuss more funding for her hospital*
Sakura: Damn … how did I oversleep so long?! I’m gonna be late for my meeting with Kakashi-Sensei for sure. I hope my good blue blouse is clean, so that —
Sakura: Oh, come on! Ino!! Come in here!
Ino: Yes?
Sakura: Baby … *holds up the shirt* How many times do I have to ask you to stop wearing my tops?! Your … your chest keeps stretching them out!
Ino: You want me to apologize? Fine —
Ino: *grabs Sakura’s waist and yanks her close* I’m sorry for having such big, ripe, luscious breasts that are here for you to fondle whenever, and I DO mean, whenever, you want ~
Sakura:
*one hour later*
Sakura, hurrying into meeting room: Please excuse my tardiness … I, er, was giving mouth-to-mouth and chest compressions to a woman in need …
Kakashi, sitting there wearing a shirt that’s been stretched out by Gai’s pecs: Mm.
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So I have an Oc who's named Ultrawave..Shes The Daughter of WaveWave.
So out of curiosity, I looked up the word Ultrawave. Apparently, it's a real thing. More so, it's A Microwave Digestion System.
All this was inspired by The Joke someone made about WaveWaves Kid being called "Microwave"
Which reminded me I had Ultrawave and decided to look her name up.
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I don’t know if you’re still in a fluffy moods butttttt kibas reaction to y/n naming their soon to be born son after him (kiba jr!!) there’s absolutely no way he’d be able to hide his emotions. He’d feel all the feels. He may even shed a tear or two 🥹
omg yes, him trying to blink away the tears, like looking up towards the ceiling and sniffling a little cos he's trying so hard not to show what a softie he is when it comes to family. his heart is so much bigger than he tends to show and he just gets so emotional over things concerning his wife and kids :(
imagine as the years go by and the kid grows a bit older, you call out their name and they both do the same little head tilt as they look at you hdhshdhshsgs IT'D BE SO CUTE!!
also, imo if he had a son, the lil' guy would be his perfect copy by the time he grows older. right down to the way he walks and smiles, the temper and all sorts of little mannerisms would be stolen like that, so the name wouldn't be the only thing they'd have in common. he'd look up to his dad so much!!
i also think the kid would even be really happy when his friends would start using the same nickname that his dad has. like his best friend starts calling him 'ki 2.0' or something like that at some point, and it's just pure joy and kiba notices it and is over the moon too hahahshhags <3
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