#im just kidding of course i will be patient

[rafeandonlyrafe]

those three words

words: 1.2k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, descriptions of reader being short and curvy, like 3 uses of the word kid?, they say i love you for the first time <3, established relationship, protective!rafe, kinda drug dealer rafe but really barry just makes a ~scary~ appearance

“rafe-” your eyes widen as you take in the scary looking man standing in front of you, heavy footsteps making their way in your direction.

“it's alright, kid.” rafe moves effortlessly in front of you, blocking your entire body out as you grip onto the back of his shirt.

“who's that you're hiding?” the man asks. you peek around rafes tall frame to blink at the stranger.

“she's mine.” rafe simply grunts out, and the feeling of confusion and fear is replaced by pure flattery as your cheeks blush red.

“she's a cute little thing, huh?” he smirks at you, gold tooth catching the sun as you quickly duck back behind rafe.

“yeah, she's my cute little thing.” rafe turns to you, placing his hands on your shoulders and gently pushing you towards the sliding glass doors. “and she's going inside right now.” his tone is soft, but still commanding.

you glance once between rafe and the man before gulping and rushing inside up the stairs to rafes bedroom, locking yourself inside and even crawling under the covers like the warm material could keep you safe.

you wait patiently, silently as you listen, letting out a sigh of relief when the footsteps you hear making their way up the stairs are clearly rafes, not the stranger with the heavy gait.

“who was that?” you ask as you open the door, rafe pressing you back inside, easily flipping the lock behind his back to trap you back in his room.

“nothing for you to worry about, doll.” rafe smirks at you before his lip drops when you let out a frustrated huff. “come here.”

rafe moves to the bed, pulling you onto his lap, caging you against his body with his thickly muscled arms.

“shit like that is for me to deal with. you don't need to be stressing your pretty little head, okay?” rafe says slowly. you nod back even slower.

“what are you here for, huh?” rafe taps your nose, getting you to refocus on him, seeing your mind already starting to drift elsewhere. “tell me baby.”

“im here to look cute…” you glance down at your fingernails, painted a light shade of pink. “and make you happy…” your cheeks flush red at the next part. “and make you feel good.”

“exactly.” rafe nods. “so when barry comes around, you come in here and wait for me to get back, okay?”

you nod more enthusiastically this time, the worry and anxiety floating away. rafe is there for you, he'll always be there for you, to protect you. you just need to clear your mind and let him.

“so you gonna make me feel good now?” rafe ducks his head to bring it closer to your face. he towers over you, your tiny stature is part of what made rafe attracted to you. graced with beautiful mature curves but short legs and torso which made you pewny next to his massive height.

“course.” a smile stretches across your plump cheeks.

“get naked for me then.”

you slide off of rafes lap, feet padding softly against the rug he bought just because your bare feet got cold against the wooden floor.

you start with your tanktop, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth are you slowly lower it until you fling it away, cupping your hands around your bra, the light pink matching everything, just as rafe likes it. 

you reach behind your back to undo the bra next, pulling the straps down teasingly slow before letting the cups fall away to the floor.

“god.” rafe groans out, unashamed as he grips his cock through his pants. “i like the show, baby, but i need you right now.”

despite his size, rafe moves quickly and smoothly, grabbing your waist and pushing you towards the bed, flopping onto your stomach.

before you can even adjust, rafe is pulling you by your hips towards the edge so your feet are hips are at the side of the bed, legs hanging down.

rafe loves how easily he can manhandle you, make you his little fuck toy as his hands push your skirt up, revealing a tiny thong that is quickly ripped away.

rafe watches as you spread your legs while he undoes his jeans, your pussy already gleaming with wetness as you bare yourself for him.

“that's my girl.” rafe smirks, grasping his freed cock and running it through your folds, feeling the way it soaks his head before he taps it against your entrance, once, twice, and then a final third time before pushing forward, burying his cock inside of you with a groan.

“oh, fuck.” you squeal out, rafe not giving you even a moment to adjust. he wouldn't need to wait for his hand or a fleshlight, so he doesn't wait for you either, instantly setting a rapid pace, his cock squelching into your wetness with every thrust.

“god, so tight. so tight and-” rafe let's out a low moan. “and fucking tiny.”

rafe grips your hips, lifting your entire ass off the bed, your flowy skirt falling even more down your back as he holds you up with ease, smiling to himself as his muscles bulge, knowing this is undoubtedly what will be on his mind next time he works out.

rafe pulls your hips back with every thrust to meet his as your arms scramble to support yourself, but no need as you ultimately resign to your fate, bare cheast pushing against the bed as rafe fucks you, ass in the air.

“god, so good for me baby.” rafe groans out. you're not doing anything other than staying still for him, but you still glow at the praise, clenching your cunt around his cock every time he pulls out.

“jesus, you don't want me out do ya kid?” rafe chuckles, having to work to get his cock out just to slam back in.

“love your cock.” you manage to say. “‘ts perfect.”

“aww, baby.” rafe coos out. “it's your pussy that's perfect for me.”

rafe thrusts harder as if trying to prove his point. you feel his cock swell inside of you and know it's moments before your cunt gets flooded. you relax when the warm cum fills you as rafe moans, fingers squeezing your hips so tight you're sure to bruise as he holds you down on his cock until it's done pumping.

“fuck.” rafe groans, pulling out as you clench your pussy, trying to not let the cum escape, loving the feeling of being filled up with rafe.

“come on, turn over kid.” rafe taps your hip as you flip onto your back, giggling as rafe falls with a bounce onto the bed next to you, pulling you in for a kiss.

“see, kid. that was exactly what i needed.” you can already tell the shift in energy from rafe, the way he's more relaxed now, face not hard set with stress.

the words escape your lips before you can help it. “i love you.”

your eyes widen once you realize what you just admitted, causing rafe to laugh. you pull away, suddenly feeling awkward and exposed, only for rafe to tug you back close.

“relax, baby.” he says, running his thumb over your cheek. “i love you too.”

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[nsharks]

can we see more of dad ghost ♥︎ im obsessedLMAO

“soft around the edges”

aka when ghost’s son runs up to him in front of the team (a little part 2 to this fic. part 3 here.)

Soap doesn't share the Lieutenant's secret with the rest of the force.

Things go back to normal after that brief, bizarre encounter with you. When their break is over, Ghost carries on the typical dry humor and sharp orders, pretending that Soap never had dinner at his cozy home and met his pregnant wife.

Though, MacTavish does notice little differences in his stoic superior turned new dad. Ghost is shockingly, and ever-so-slightly, nicer. His language is still foul. But he's a little less rough around the edges: compliments Soap a bit more, tells him to shut the fuck up a little bit less.

It's not something that any of the others notice, of course, which is why they are all so baffled when they finally do figure out about Ghost's secret family.

It's two years later when they are disbanding at a base in the UK that you accidentally reveal yourself.

It's truly an accident.

Whenever you pick him up from the military base, Simon instructs you to wait outside. Says he doesn't want to put you at any risk. But you have a knack for not listening to him. You missed him so much during the past four months, and the two-year-old in your arms was old enough to start asking where his dad was, so you figured you could wait for him inside this time, hidden away in a corner.

Your plan might have worked if it weren't for the swell of your belly making it difficult for you to hold the squirming toddler.

He recognizes his dad even with the skull mask on.

Immediately starts to yelp for him, kicking his little feet around, and giving you no choice but to set the toddler down for a second. But your son is growing so much, and he's got his father's determination.

It's definitely riveting for Soap and the team to witness the whole thing unfold.

At first sight, the waddling two-year-old boy doesn't faze them. There were usually family members and little ones waiting at the gate. Gaz and Price are saying their goodbyes when they both notice that the toddler running around is coming in their direction. Or more specifically, in Ghost's direction.

Soap knows right away what's happening.

Watches with raised brows.

For the rest of the team, this is the first time they witness Ghost's demeanor shift to something so soft and peculiar. His mannerisms give everything away before the kid even reaches him: a typically-unfazed Ghost looks around frantically, probably wondering how the hell his son even got here, until he spots you waddling sheepishly after him.

Oh, fuckin' hell.

You give your husband an apologetic look that says I'm sorry and help me at the same time.

“Can’t believe what I’m seeing," Gaz mutters, watching as Ghost bends down to pick up the small child.

Tell me 'bout it, Soap wants to say. But he's already gone through the initial disbelief two years ago, so now, he simply watches with knowing eyes.

He can't say he didn't spend some time the past two years wondering what kind of parents you and Ghost had become. He knew bits and pieces of his past and hesitantly wondered if Ghost had carried on that behavior.

But now he witnesses the Lieutenant scoop the toddler in his arms, making him look so small against his broad chest. “I’ve got ya, kid.” And he is tucking the boy's head underneath his chin and pressing his masked nose to the top of his hair.

Then, the toddler reaches a small hand to his mask and pats it, perhaps harder than he realizes, but Ghost simply shakes his head and patiently wraps his much larger hand around the curious little one’s.

Ghost is soft and gentle and anything but angry, even though you worried that he might have been.

Everything seems to sink in for the team when they see you finally reach your husband. Your mouth moving to rush out apologies:

"I'm sorry, Simon, I know you said to wait outside. We just really wanted to see you and I tried to hold him and-"

And Ghost might have been frustrated on another day. But on this day, he’s just relieved to see you again. It's apparent to all of the eyes watching that this brooding man, with his deadpan eyes and a trademark mask, is utterly and unabashedly in love with you and the little family you have gifted him. Finally able to fully relax as he wraps an arm around your waist and nuzzles your neck, something you could never imagine him doing in public like this a few years ago.

“S’okay, love,” he tells you. “Can’t be mad, can I? Not when I get to see you two.”

You’re carrying his second child and he hasn't seen you in months and he simply doesn't give a fuck at the moment.

To his team watching, the Lieutenant seems like another person.

They're watching Simon, not Ghost.

"That's his girl, then?" Alejandro finally asks, as they have been frozen in place. Watching in curiosity and bewilderment.

“Wife seems like,” Gaz says. Shooting Soap a curious look, he adds, “Did you know anything about this?”

“Hell,” Soap shrugs to feign innocence. “Didn’t know a thing-“

But, of course, you’re soon waving over at him and smiling before your husband can stop you. “Hi, Johnny!”

Guilty and caught, Soap offers a small wave in return before shaking his head. “Christ, alright. May have ran into them awhile back.”

“And you didn’t tell us, MacTavish?” Gaz scoffs.

“Not my secret to tell,” Soap shrugs again and watches as Ghost caresses your pregnant stomach. He leans down to whisper something in your ear and you smile coyly at him, planting a little kiss to the cheek of his hard mask. Ghost is somehow able to hold you and your son firmly against his chest and still have more room. Must be what had the two of you realizing that a fourth family member was needed.

Soap hears the snide remarks as your family leaves and is out of earshot.

Looks like Ghost keeps himself busy on leave.

You think he helps with the diapers?

The kid’s even got his eyes.

Reckon he takes the mask off during sex?

Finally, Soap groans out, “Haud yer wheesht. That’s enough.”

“Sergeant’s right,” Price, whose own surprise has faded into something more stern, quiets the members of the team who are still lingering. “That’s your superior you’re gosspin’ about. Show some respect and bugger off.”

But once the Captain is gone, Soap allows himself this one quip (because, he’d been so good at not sharing what he’d seen for two years).

It’s a quiet one that he mentions only to Kyle.

“He takes her shopping an’ carries all the bags. Saw it myself.”

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[megalony]

All These Kids

This is my newest Eddie Diaz imagine, based on two requests I've merged together, it's rather long but very fluffy. I hope you will all like it, let me know what you think.

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Eddie Diaz Masterlist

Summary: Eddie and (Y/n) have a soccer team of kids together, who they introduce to the 118 team.

Enjoy.

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"Dad- hang on a second." Tilting her head down to the left, (Y/n) looked down at her daughter with raised brows and a smile. She pressed her hips up into the counter and waited patiently for Evie to tell her what she wanted.

But the three-year-old just held her hands up towards the phone with grabbing fingers and a sweet, toothy grin. She knew who was on the phone.

"I think I'm gonna have to pass you over. Go talk to grandad then." She leaned over and held her phone out towards Evie who clapped before she took the phone. The confusion was clear on Evie's face. She was so used to talking to her grandparents over Facetime, she wasn't used to simple phone calls anymore.

But she quickly worked it out and pressed the phone to her ear with a wide grin as she turned around. "Grandad!" Evie toddled out of the kitchen, taking (Y/n)'s phone along with her to where Chris, Finn and Nate were playing a game in the living room.

(Y/n) smiled to herself and put the kettle on to make a drink. At least she had talked to her dad for a while this time rather than a few seconds before the kids came and took the phone from her. Every time he was on the phone, all four kids seemed to sense it and take the phone to talk to him.

They were even worse if Eddie was on shift, especially an evening shift. If he missed bedtime, (Y/n) usually had to Facetime him so he could say goodnight to the kids.

Thankfully, (Y/n)'s job meant she could work from home and only had to visit the office once or twice a fortnight. She could work while the kids were at school and always be there to pick them up or stay home with them if they were sick and couldn't go to school.

So it didn't matter if Eddie wanted to do a mixture of day and night shifts or if he did a long stretch of double shifts. (Y/n) was usually able to look after the kids and Eddie did a lot of double shifts so he got a lot of bulk time off at home with his family.

Leaning forwards, (Y/n) folded her arms on the counter and arched her lower back out while she waited for the kettle. But just as it clicked, a grin wormed its way back onto her lips when she felt a familiar set of arms curve around her waist.

She straightened up and moved forwards until her hips and abdomen were pressed into the counter and she felt Eddie press up behind her. His chest moulded around hers like a blanket and his hands gave her hips a squeeze while he tilted his head down. His lips attached to her neck and made a shiver course down (Y/n)'s spine and tingle down to her arms.

"Hi babe," She reached her hand down to give Eddie's wrist a squeeze while she leaned her head against his.

"You got something you need to tell me?" Eddie's words were soft and low as they vibrated through (Y/n)'s neck.

Those words made her heart race and she nuzzled her nose into his hair, trying to rack her brain to think what he meant by that. His words weren't daring or annoyed, they were quite the opposite which made (Y/n) even more dazed. She couldn't think what he was referring to.

She didn't have anything to tell him, did she? Nothing significant had happened. She hadn't told Chris, Finn or the twins anything or any secret surprise for Eddie that they could have let loose.

"I… I don't think so. Why, should I?"

When Eddie bit down on her neck, (Y/n) pressed her lips together so she didn't make a sound. But she knew he felt the deep breath she took, especially when he dragged his tongue across the mark he'd just created.

She stayed still while Eddie curved his left arm around her waist, tugging her back as if the tiny membrane of space between them was far too much. His chest tensed up against her back and his face stayed tucked into her neck with his nose brushing across the side of her jaw like a feather.

(Y/n) almost closed her eyes until she felt Eddie's right arm move over her hip and he placed something down on the counter in front of her.

"Are we expecting a new arrival?"

Eddie dragged his lips up (Y/n)'s neck, across her jaw and around until he was hovering over her lips. He pecked her lips once, then twice, then again until (Y/n) almost forgot what he'd even asked her.

She kissed him again, cupping the side of his face with her right hand before Eddie finally pulled back and looked down at the counter.

He'd been a little more than surprised when he looked in the bathroom cabinet and found a pregnancy test which he knew hadn't been there last week. He could still remember each of the other three times she'd told him she was pregnant.

Eddie had been about to head back to the army for another tour when (Y/n) gave him a baby grow for his birthday and said they were expecting Chris. And when Chris was four, he gave Eddie a small box for father's day with a pair of baby booties in and a positive test. He remembered the way he'd almost collapsed at their first scan when they found out they were having two babies, not just one.

Eddie had been more than in love with the way (Y/n) looked and changed when she was pregnant.

The last time (Y/n) was pregnant Eddie had figured it out before she told him. He started to notice the signs, she had been really sick during the first few months when they were expecting Evie. And it had been uplifting to finally have a girl that time after three boys.

He leaned back a little so (Y/n) could turn around his arms so she was facing him. When her hands moved to cup his face and smooth across his jaw, Eddie glided his hands down from her hips to grab the back of her thighs. He lifted her up and slid her back onto the counter, moving so he was stood between her legs that instantly wrapped around his waist and squeezed him tight.

"Mi amor?"

"I think so, I haven't had chance to take the test yet." (Y/n) looped her arms around the back of his neck and leaned her forehead against his.

(Y/n) didn't like to tell Eddie if she thought she was pregnant, just in case it turned out she wasn't. She thought that if she was, she would surprise him again like she did with Chris and then the twins. But she hadn't found the time to take the test yet, it had been sitting in the back of the bathroom cupboard while (Y/n) tried to get some time and courage to do it.

"You know you've kind of ruined the surprise if I am." She knew she should have done it as soon as she bought the test. (Y/n) didn't like just coming out with it or having Eddie work it out like he did with Evie, she wanted to tell him. She wanted to try and make it a surprise and something special.

"We don't technically know yet, so go take the test and surprise me."

He leaned his temple against hers as his hands wormed beneath her shirt and splayed out across her back.

They hadn't exactly talked about having more kids. They always said they wanted kids together. Finding out about Chris was the reason they got married so quickly and Eddie didn't do anymore tours in the army after Chris was born. He couldn't bear to be separated from his family anymore.

Having twins had been a big surprise but they had coped amazingly well with double trouble and looking after Chris. And Evie had been a very welcomed gift and (Y/n) knew Eddie had been ecstatic about finally having a little girl to spoil.

"Eager?" (Y/n) whispered against his lips as she tightened her legs around his hips and pulled him closer until his groin bumped into hers.

"Yeah. I miss you being pregnant, and how small Evie was when she was born." Eddie wasn't ashamed to admit it. He was always attached to (Y/n) at the hip when she was pregnant. And he missed having a baby in his arms. Evie had been two months early and she had been so tiny that she didn't even fit the length of Eddie's arm.

He loved having his tiny little girl wrapped up in his arms or snuggled down on his chest. He used to call her his little doll because of how little she cried and how tiny and porcelean she looked.

When his lips curved up into a smile, (Y/n) closed the gap between them and smothered his lips with hers.

(Y/n)'s fingers reached up to tangle in the short hairs at the back of his neck and when she gave a sharp tug, she swallowed up the groan Eddie let out. She could feel herself smiling against his lips and she used her legs to pull him closer. Sliding herself onto the edge of the counter so she was almost sitting on Eddie's hips.

"What if it's negative?" Her lips barely parted from his to ask what was playing on the back of her mind.

(Y/n) had been thinking and thinking about this and built herself up with the thought that she probably was pregnant. If the test was negative (Y/n) knew her mood was going to deflate and Eddie's would too which was why she didn't want to tell him unless she was certain.

"Then I can help with that," His hands slid down from under her shirt and in one quick swoop, he held her by the thighs again and pulled her onto his torso. "We can always try for a baby this time, you know."

The twins had been somewhat planned and Evie was a complete surprise, but there was nothing stopping them from planning to have a baby this time if the test was negative.

"Really?"

"Hm. I don't think we'll have to try too hard, either."

Pulling back, (Y/n) trailed her lips down to Eddie's jaw when he turned around. But she quickly pulled away and looked over her shoulder when Eddie stopped walking. Evie was stood in front of him in the doorway to the kitchen, holding the phone up to them.

(Y/n) bit down on her lip and tilted her head forward, burrowing her face back into the crook of Eddie's neck when she realised Chris had showed her how to switch the call to Facetime. Her dad was on the phone and he could see her clinging to Eddie like a baby monkey.

"Am I unterrupting?" Her dad narrowed his eyes and tilted his head back when Evie turned the phone to face her parents.

She, Chris and the twins had all been showing their grandad the new video game Chris was playing. Which Chris knew Eddie had secretly played at night and unlocked at least seven new levels that Chris was now re-doing.

"Nope, what can we do for you?" Eddie leaned forward and took (Y/n)'s phone from their daughter. "Thank you baby," He whispered and pecked Evie's temple while he juggled to keep (Y/n) on his hips with one arm. He didn't want her to get down, he was perfectly happy carrying her around for a while. Eddie wanted her as close as possible and their families were accustomed to the amount of PDA the couple showed, this was nothing new.

"I just wanted to double check if the kids are staying over this weekend?"

"You can have them at the weekend if you want them." (Y/n) nudged her forehead against Eddie's neck and leaned her cheek against his collar bone so she could look at her dad on the phone. Her eyes drifted back up to look at Eddie though, giving him a warning look when he hitched his hand up from her thigh to hold her bum instead.

Her parents had taken to having all the kids almost every weekend while Eddie was at work. It gave (Y/n) and Eddie some time alone when he was back from work since his weekends off were usually spent down at the beach or the amusements with the kids.

And usually one weekend a month, (Y/n) and Eddie would take the kids down to see Eddie's parents and sisters back in Texas if they could.

"Perfect. Alright, I'll let you all go and see you at the weekend."

(Y/n) tightened her arms around Eddie's neck and held her breath when he flopped down on the armchair and she thudded down onto his lap. She could see Chris trying to show Nate how to play the new video game, but Nate was usually more content to watch rather than play. Finn was already settled and knew what he was doing in the game.

And Evie usually liked to try and play the games, especially when Eddie was playing as she liked to copy him.

"Where'd you think you're going?" Eddie murmured, grazing his teeth along the side of (Y/n)'s neck when her hands moved to his shoulders and she tried to get up.

"I thought you wanted me to find out." She waved her hand towards the kitchen where he'd left the test and a smile graced her lips when he nodded. She could see him fighting off a smile but he couldn't help it.

Eddie let go of her without a fuss and listened to the sound of her walking back into the kitchen. But he tilted his head back, supressing a groan when Evie grabbed his knees and started to clamber up onto his lap too.

She scrambled over his legs, accidentally kicked him and wriggled until she could flop onto the middle of his chest and sprawl out across him. She grinned to herself and draped her arms over Eddie's chest and snuggled into his neck until he shivered.

"Hi baby girl," He murmured softly, tilting his head down to kiss the top of her head while he smoothed his hand up and down her back.

He let his eyes drift over to his boys. Chris and Nate were sat next to each other on the sofa and Finn was on the floor leaning up against Chris's legs as they played their new video game. Eddie liked that game. He was rather good at all the combat missions and he could never help himself when Chris left the games switched on and Eddie couldn't sleep.

"Finn, where are your glasses?" Eddie propped his head up on his left hand while his right hand continued to smooth up and down Evie's back. It was hard to keep his eyes open and focused on his boys when he was slouched down in the chair and this was how he always laid to get Evie to take a nap and go to sleep.

But Eddie managed to keep his gaze focused on Finn, watching the seven year old glance up at him with a sheepish look and tightly pursed lips.

"Bedroom." He whispered back but he began to pout when Eddie clicked his fingers and pointed to the hall.

"Go put them on please."

"But-"

"If you don't wear them, you don't play the game. Go put them on."

Finn passed the control up to Nate who shuffled closer to Chris, he wasn't good at video games and was more content to watch than to play.

At their last eye test, Nate had perfect vision whereas Finn was starting to struggle like Chris, but he didn't like glasses. Something about the feel of them upset him.

(Y/n) had been back to the opticians twice to get new pairs when Finn ripped them off and broke the arm and then he'd tossed them and popped the lens out. They had to keep persevering with him because his eyesight wasn't going to get any better without his glasses. They were trying to get him to wear them when he was concentrating such as playing games or when he was reading.

He didn't have to wear them early in the morning or late into the night or if he was building with his Lego. Eddie hoped they'd get him wearing them all the time soon, and with Chris wearing glasses, it was prompting and showing Finn he needed his too.

"Are you both having a nap?" (Y/n) commented when Eddie propped his feet up on the coffee table and tilted his head back. She watched him smile while he closed his eyes, and Evie already had her eyes closed and her body snuggled under Eddie's arm like it was a blanket.

"We're tired." He didn't bother to open his eyes, but he moved his right arm out instinctively and waited for (Y/n) to sit back down on his lap. She wriggled to get comfy and make sure she wasn't leaning on Evie before she slumped her head into the crook of Eddie's neck and pecked his cheek. "So?"

He cracked one eye open and tilted his head to look down at her, but (Y/n) kept her face buried against Eddie's neck and continued to pepper kisses up and down his skin.

"You can officially dig my maternity clothes out again."

***

"Where's dad?"

(Y/n) turned to the left and looked over at Chris with a smile. She loved the way his eyes danced around the station in wonder. He had been wanting to come down for a while now and see where Eddie worked, but they had never found the right time.

She knew Eddie was trying to make friends here and get along with the team before he introduced them to his family. And the kids were a handful, (Y/n) was always too nervous to bring any of them down here in case they ran round and caused a scene or got in the way.

Eddie's job was demanding and hectic, the last thing they needed was kids running ramped and causing chaos. And (Y/n) would never want to disrupt Eddie at work or get him in trouble for bringing the kids down. She didn't know the rules here, if family were allowed to come by unannounced or not.

"He should be here somewhere. I hope."

When Evie wriggled in her arms, (Y/n) set the toddler down to her feet but kept hold of her hand so she stayed close.

She had Chris next to her on her left, Evie now between her legs and the twins near Chris taking in their new surroundings.

"Hi, can I help you?"

A shiver bolted down (Y/n)'s spine and she tried to smile politely when her eyes landed on an older man. He had a kind smile and his eyes were soft and warm as he looked across the kids before he looked over at (Y/n). He stood in front of them, a smile still gracing his face and both hands on his hips. He had an authoritive aura about him and when (Y/n) saw Nash written on his shirt, she knew he was the captain Eddie was always talking about.

"I was wondering if-" (Y/n) broke off when Evie suddenly let go of her hand and tore off into a sprint.

Her little arms stretched out in front of her and she squealed, kicking up dust behind her from how fast she bolted while (Y/n) was distracted. "It's daddy!"

(Y/n) sucked in a deep breath and bit down on her lip when she looked at who Evie had set her sights on. That wasn't Eddie. The hair was too light and short on top. The shoulders were too square and set high. The circular tattoo on his forearm was on the wrong arm for it to be her husband.

"No Evie that's not- I'm so sorry." She looked back over at the Captain, apologies clear in her eyes and written across her face as she turned to her boys. "Stay there."

She hitched her bag higher up her shoulder and took off in a sprint after her daughter who squealed again and caught the attention of whoever it was she had her sights set on. Her steps faltered and her smile deflated instantly when the man turned around and Evie realised it wasn't Eddie.

"Hey cutie, where'd you come from?" Evan grinned from ear to ear and crouched down in front of the toddler who looked like she wanted to reach out for him but suddenly didn't dare.

"It's not daddy," Evie whispered and looked over her shoulder up at her mum but when she looked back at Evan, she managed a cheeky smile that made his heart jump.

"No, it's not sweetie."

"I'm Buck… does your daddy work here?" When Evie nodded, Evan kindly held his arms out to her. "We've got some brownies upstairs, do you want one?" He looked up at (Y/n) and when she nodded, Evan picked Evie up and sat her down on his hip.

"I'll be one minute, you stay with Buck, okay?" (Y/n) kissed Evie's cheek and let Buck take her upstairs. He was the one Eddie kept talking about, the person he was partnered up with a lot who he really got along with. She knew he would be safe and fine to look after Evie for a little while.

Once he began his ascent up the stairs, (Y/n) turned and headed back near the fire truck to see what the boys were doing.

A fond smile took over her face when she saw Bobby with Chris. He was stood beneath the fire pole, Chris hoisted up in his arms to help him slide down the pole as if he were one of the team.

She got out her phone and took a quick photo before she took another step closer and looked around.

"Where are the twins?" Her question was directed more at Chris than at Bobby and she glanced around, feeling her heart pick up pace when she couldn't see the boys anywhere.

"I believe they wandered upstairs, they wanted to see the pole properly." Bobby set Chris down to his feet and smiled across at (Y/n) as he pointed upwards. He had given the boys the okay to head upstairs and come down the pole from the top as long as they were careful and he said he would wait down here for them. But he figured they got sidetracked as they hadn't come down yet.

"I'm really sorry-"

(Y/n) could feel her panic bubbling up inside of her as she moved her hand from her hip to rub across her forehead. The boys were as good as gold until they were about to make first impressions. Then they would run for their lives and go off wandering even when (Y/n) told them to stay put. But if Bobby had told them it was okay, (Y/n) couldn't really blame them.

"Don't be, families are welcome here, you know. They're fine to wander around and take a look. Who are you here to see, by the way?"

"Dad works here." Chris tilted his head back and grinned up at Bobby before he reached across and took (Y/n)'s hand.

"Oh, who's your dad?"

"Eddie." (Y/n)'s soft voice matched the melting look in her eyes and she couldn't help how she smirked when Bobby rose his brows and let out a quiet 'huh'. Clearly they didn't have Eddie pegged as a family man.

When Bobby uttered a soft "He's upstairs," (Y/n) nodded and let Chris guide her over towards the stairs.

"Oh, you found one too, huh?" Glancing around the kitchen, Hen smiled over at Evan when he climbed up the stairs with a little girl in his arms. She had just found two boys looking at the fire pole. Nobody told them they would be expecting guests today. They weren't told of friends or family coming down, not that it was an issue. But Hen was surprised. That made three kids so far that they had come across like an Easter egg hunt.

A tender smile flooded Evan's face when he saw the two boys who sat down at the table with Hen. Evan nodded proudly and bounced the little girl on his hip, aiming for the fridge until she squealed and stopped him dead in his tracks.

Eddie ducked his head down to miss a low-hanging beam but he hurried past the pool table when he suddenly heard Evie's voice.

What was she doing here?

"Hey boys," When he reached the dining table, Eddie leaned over and ruffled the twins hair and kissed the top of their heads before he headed over to Evan. "Hey baby. I see you found my kids." His grin made his eyes crease and he held his arms out when Evie wriggled against Evan to get over to him.

"Daddy!"

Eddie lifted her up and kissed her cheek before he settled her down on his chest and nuzzled his nose against hers to make her squirm.

"They're your kids?" Hen looked between the boys and the girl in Eddie's arms. He never mentioned having a family. He never even said if he was married or not. All they seemed to wangle out of Eddie was that he clearly went home to someone when he left shift. He was always happy to be here but also eager to leave.

He didn't come out for drinks that often after a shift either and he checked his phone a lot, but then again so did Evan and he didn't have a family waiting at home for him.

"You have three kids, and you never said anything?" Evan reached his hand out and leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing one leg over the other.

Why didn't he tell them? Why wouldn't he say he had kids or bring them down to the station sooner? He had seen Hen bring Denny and Bobby brought May and Harry down all the time. They all brought their kids and partners down to see the team and get to know the station and what they did here.

"Wow, you have three kids?" Ravi wandered over from the sofa where he had been watching tv. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked between the kids as he leaned back against the balcony rail with a smile. But as all eyes looked at Eddie, they watched a dangerous smile overtake his face and he shook his head.

His eyes locked on the stairs and Eddie watched Bobby walk up with the rest of his family and his dangerous smile broadened.

"Try five." Eddie scratched his jaw and pointed across at (Y/n) and Chris before he reached his arm out and let Chris barrel into his side and wrap around him like a vine.

When Chris moved to sit down opposite Hen and the twins, Eddie curled his arm around (Y/n) instead and reeled her into his side while Evie stayed curled up in his other arm. He smoothed his thumb up and down her hip and leaned his forehead against hers as (Y/n) pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek.

"Where's number five?" Evan did a quick sweep around to look for the fifth kid but he couldn't find one. He could see three boys and one cute little girl.

"In production." Eddie leaned back and curved his hand a little tighter around (Y/n)'s waist so his fingers could skim across her bump that Evan clearly failed to notice. They only had four months to go before they could meet baby number five, possibly less than that if their next child decided to come early like Evie had.

"Are you trying to make your own football team with all these kids?" Ravi glanced his eyes around the annex before he pushed off the balcony and moved towards the kitchen. If he was aiming for his own team, Eddie was roughly halfway there. Especially with a handful of boys and only one girl so far.

"Something like that."

Tilting her head to the side, (Y/n) leaned her cheek on Eddie's shoulder and smiled when she felt his lips against the top of her head. Her arms moved to wrap around his chest and when Eddie leaned forward, (Y/n) leaned with him. She watched him ease Evie down into the chair in front of him so she was sat beside Chris.

She began patting her hands against the table like she was drumming out a beat for everyone. When she stretched her hands out for the cup in the middle of the table, Eddie quickly grabbed it first and slid it down the end of the table towards Evan. "You're not having coffee baby, nice try."

Evan grabbed the mug and put it in the sink and found a juice bottle in the fridge which he handed over to the toddler instead.

"Why did you come down today, I thought you were all going out?" Eddie spoke quietly, hovering his lips over the shell of (Y/n)'s ear until she was shivering and squirming against him.

"I need to borrow the jeep."

"What's wrong with the car?"

It was usual for Eddie to take the jeep to work and leave (Y/n) with the car. Eddie was so used to driving bigger cars and the trucks here at the station that going back to a small car always made his driving worse. And (Y/n) felt safer driving something smaller than the jeep Eddie had. She only drove the jeep when she was desperate and had no other choice.

"Mum broke the car-"

"Chris! I didn't break the car." (Y/n) unravelled an arm from around Eddie so she could swat Chris's shoulder playfully. She pressed her lips into a thin line when he tipped his head back into her stomach and started laughing. "The car's got a flat tyre and I can't change it. Can I take the jeep, I'll come back and pick you up later when you finish."

They had been really lucky this afternoon when they went to get in the car that Nate had noticed the back tyre was deflated. (Y/n) checked it over but she couldn't put the spare on, not when she was five months pregnant and she didn't have the energy to be messing around with it.

So they had all taken a walk down to the station in hopes of robbing the jeep for the afternoon. (Y/n) would bring the kids back out later and pick Eddie up from shift so he didn't have to walk home after an eighteen hour shift.

"I'll give you a ride home. Save bringing your troop back out later to get you." A grin spread across Evan's face as he took a seat at the end of the table. He didn't mind dropping Eddie off, they finished at the same time today anyway. And it saved (Y/n) having to drag all the kids back out this way to go back home again.

"Thanks. I'll get you the keys in a minute."

"Do you boys wanna look round the fire truck before you go?"

Three pairs of eyes suddenly set on Eddie, staring up at him with pleading looks waiting for permission to go and look. The moment Eddie nodded, the twins were up and at the stairs and Chris followed behind, kissing (Y/n)'s arm as he passed.

"Do you want to go too?" Evie tilted her head back to look at Eddie and she shook her head. She didn't want to go anywhere, she was fine at the table.

She pushed her empty juice bottle away and scrambled up onto the table so she could crawl across to Hen who happily picked her up and gave her some attention.

(Y/n) perched her chin on Eddie's shoulder and smiled sweetly up at him as she moved her arms from his chest to wrap around his neck instead. Her smile broadened when Eddie turned so his chest was merged with hers and he looped both arms around her waist, rubbing his hands up and down her hips. Although they kept moving dangerously south.

"I'll go grab the keys… will you need a leg up to get in the jeep?" His teeth punctured down into his lower lip when (Y/n)'s arms tightened around his neck. He watched the way she pursed her lips and leaned her head to the side with one brow arched.

"What do you mean by that, Eddie?" If he was going to start teasing her, she was going to start using his name. He was used to petnames rolling off her lips, hearing his name meant he was either in trouble or in for a good night.

"Be careful what you say next." Bobby muttered and patted Eddie's shoulder as he walked past him to get into the kitchen.

"You think you can get up that high?" He taunted while his eyes did another sweep up and down her frame and lingered on her stomach for a few extra seconds. Eddie loved winding her up. It was always easy to get (Y/n) riled up and it didn't matter if she knew he was joking, she always went along with it and teased him in return.

"Hm, maybe not." Pushing up on her tiptoes, (Y/n) pecked his lips before she wriggled out of his arms and took a look around. "Maybe I should find a fireman strong enough to help me. Any suggestions?" Her eyes darted over his arms, squinting as if she were scrutinising him and she patted his shoulder as she walked past him like she was dismissing him out of that category.

"I think that's a challenge I can win."

(Y/n) bit down on her lower lip, trying to distort her smile as she looked across at Evan when he got up from the table. It was clear in his eyes that he was trying to wind Eddie up and taking a few steps closer to (Y/n) as if he was about to do something clearly sparked the competitive, teasing side in Eddie.

She looked across at Evie who was giggling on Hen's lap even though she didn't really understand the conversation or what they were talking about.

She felt a familiar set of hands on her arms and her breath caught in her lungs when Eddie spun her around so she was facing him.

Her arms moved and she was about to fold them over her chest but she reached out quickly when Eddie bent down. (Y/n) had no idea what he was doing. A gasp tumbled past her lips and she grabbed his shoulders to steady herself when he held her thighs and lifted her up. He lifted her high enough that she had to loop her legs around his hips when she realised he wasn't about to put her down anytime soon.

His hands stayed curled tight around the back of her thighs and he grinned when she leaned forward, pressing her chest into his and hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

"If you drop me-"

"What, like this?" Eddie bent his knees and loosened his hands on her thighs until (Y/n) slid down his torso just a little.

"Eddie!" (Y/n) snapped her eyes closed and kept her face smothered in his neck so she didn't have to look around at the team who were laughing while Evie cheered. Her arms deadlocked around Eddie's neck and she pushed forward until he dug his fingertips into her soft thighs to reassure her he had a good grip. He wouldn't purposely drop her. He would never.

"Am I strong enough for you now?"

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(Y/n) took a step back into Eddie, hovering over the threshold when she opened the front door only to be faced with Chris. He had either been about to open the door for them or he had been waiting near the door for them to come home.

A grin spread across her features and she reached out to wrap her arms around him when he pushed forward and curled around her.

"Were you waiting for us?" She mumbled softly into his hair as she kissed his temple. She felt Eddie's hands on her hips and he slowly walked the three of them forwards so they could get inside and shut the door.

They both looked up when Carla walked out of the kitchen, the twins following at her side. "He's been waiting anxiously for you to come home." She spoke with a soft smile which made Chris lean forward and press his face into (Y/n)'s stomach.

He giggled into her shirt which made her shiver and when (Y/n) started to rake her hands through his curls, he tilted his head back and rested his chin on her stomach instead so he was looking up at her.

"You said you'd find out today. What is it?"

"It's… a baby."

(Y/n) rolled her eyes and looked over her shoulder with an unamused expression at her husband. She watched Eddie grin and ruffle Chris's hair when Chris groaned and nudged him. All the kids knew they were going to find out if the new baby was a boy or a girl and they all wanted to know. Especially Chris. He was excited to tell his friends and his teachers at school.

Chris stayed tucked under (Y/n)'s arm as they followed Eddie into the living room where Carla and the twins were setting up a movie to watch.

A grin broke out on Eddie's face and made his heart jump in his chest when he looked over at the sofa. Evie was having a power nap. The three year old was laid on her side, curled up on the cushion with her blanket tightly bound in her arms against her chest.

Moving across to the sofa, Eddie crouched down and tenderly reached out to brush his thumb across Evie's cheek. He didn't really want to wake her up from her nap, but they were home now and she needed to wake up to hear the good news.

"Hi baby," He spoke softly and quietly when Evie's eyes fluttered open and a tired smile pulled at her lips when she realised who was talking to her.

She didn't have to speak. She shuffled across until Eddie took the hint and reached out for her. He lifted her up and switched places so he was sat in her seat and she was laid on his chest instead. Her head tucked beneath his chin and her arms bound around his chest as she wriggled to get comfy against him.

Chris slumped down on the sofa next to Eddie while Finn sat next to him and Carla stood near the end of the sofa. She was eager to find out what the new baby would be, if there would be another little girl around to spoil or an army of boys to outnumber them.

And Nate shuffled across to sit between (Y/n)'s legs instead with his arms folded over her lap and his eyes concentrated on her stomach.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, baby?" Eddie tilted his chin down so he could look at Evie. She could barely keep her eyes open and he knew in a few minutes she would be back to sleep if she didn't get overexcited about the new baby.

He took to gliding his hand up and down her back while Chris leaned his head on his shoulder.

"If it's a sister… will I still be your baby girl?" She snuggled deeper into Eddie's chest while he pressed his lips to the top of her head.

His eyes drifted over to look at (Y/n) and he could see her biting back a soft smile. Evie was so used to Eddie saying she was his little girl, his only girl apart from (Y/n). If they had another girl, she wondered if that nickname would disappear and if Eddie would have to start calling her something else.

Eddie had been in two minds about it. Up to now he had been content to say that he had one little girl and three amazing boys. He would love another girl. He loved all the kids equally, but Evie seemed the most like him, his little shadow, whereas Chris was most like (Y/n), and the twins would always switch between them. But Eddie also wanted Evie to stay his only girl.

"You don't have to worry about that, baby. You're gonna have a little brother."

"It's a boy?" Nate pushed up on his knees and pressed his lips and nose against (Y/n)'s stomach as if he was trying to see through her stomach to see the baby.

"Yep. I'm well and truly outnumbered by my boys." Leaning over, (Y/n) pressed a kiss to the top of Nate's head and began rubbing her hand up and down his back as he clung to her front.

There would be five boys in the house and only two girls.

"Another boy." Chris grinned and leaned his head on Eddie's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him to snuggle into his side. While Finn nudged his glasses higher up his nose and grinned up at Carla who was clapping happily.

"I'm daddy's only girl." Evie mumbled happily as she moved her arms higher to lock them around Eddie's neck. She shuffled up a little higher so she could tiredly look up at him with a grin and she nudged her nose against his, prompting him to give her a kiss.

"No, I've got two girls. You're my baby girl, and mummy's my best girl."

Evie nodded and began to giggle when Eddie peppered kisses all across her cheeks. She could live with that. She could very happily be his only little girl and share the title of Eddie's only girl with her mum. She slumped back down onto his chest, giggling and squirming when Eddie bound his arms around her in a bear hug and Chris leaned over to hug her too.

Soon they would have four boys and only one girl. For now.

#eddie diaz x reader #911 imagine #imagine #pregnant! reader #eddie diaz imagine #eddie x reader #eddie diaz #evan buckley #bobby nash

[aliaology]

COACH

summary: reader is a single mother who just signed her son up for hockey! who knew that number eighty-six of the new jersey devils would help coach alongside his teammates.

pairings: jack hughes x fem!reader

warnings: talks of teen pregnancy if that counts…? talks of sex and birth control. SO MUCH FLUFF BC I THINK JACK WOULD BE GREAT WITH LIL KIDS.

being pregnant at eighteen was not what you expected. no, it was actually nowhere near your list of “what will i do when im eighteen.” of course, you tried to figure out where you went wrong. thats when it hit you, you forgot to take your birth control that entire week, and your now ex-boyfriend was so sure you would still be fine because you took it a few days before.

how wrong he was. and he fled quickly too.

now you sat in the small bleachers of a local rink, helping your son get his skates tied. the five year old gave a goofy grin as he saw some of his friends from school or from the same apartment complex as you.

“you ready to go, baby?” you ask him with a smile, patting his leg as you helped him stand on the skates.

“uh huh!” he smiled widely.

“okay, lets go lovie, one of the coaches will be paired with you and helping you, okay?” you told him, bending down to his height. he gave a toothy grin.

“okay mama!” you smiled and held his hand as you brought him over to the opening of the rink. a few kids were in front of you two, getting paired with one of the older males.

you learned that it was the new jersey devils, their team came to help the little ones. you smiled at your son as you guys got to the opening. number eighty six awaited for your son.

jack lifted his gaze from his hands to you and your son. his breath hitched as he saw your face. you were pretty. really pretty.

he stuck his hand out, “hi im jack— jack hughes” he smiled.

you grabbed his hand, shaking it slightly. “its nice to meet you, im y/n.” you grin. you then look at your son, so does jack.

jack crouches down. “and whats your name little bud?” he asked.

“connor!” your son smiled.

“well connor, you ready to play some hockey?” jack grinned. your son nodded excitedly and grabbed onto jacks arm.

jack took your son out onto the ice as you sat down back on the bleachers. you crossed your legs and placed your head onto your hand as you watched your son excitedly practice with number 86.

jack hughes was attractive, you knew that for sure. but the way he was so gentle with your son, holy shit you felt like it was love at first sight. of course, it wasn’t, but this very attractive man was being amazing to your son. who would not want that?

you watched as he helped your son skate around. he helped connor hold his stick properly, helped him hit the puck. though— you couldn’t help but laugh when connor slipped and fell straight on his butt. jack seemed to also find it funny as he slapped a hand over his mouth while helping connor up.

you also watched as jack would sneak glances at you every so often. you had to say it made you feel flustered when you caught him.

after about two hours, the small practice came to and end. parents took photos with some of the devils, kids got their stuff put back in bags, but your son, he was attached to jack’s hip. he would not leave jack alone,

jack needed to take a picture with a fan? connor would wait patiently for him. jack had to go back to the players box for his stuff? connor was following. jack was walking towards you? well, connor was in his arms.

“little man here seems to like me, i think” jack spoke with a smile.

you let out a small laugh as the now tired kid had rested his head against jacks shoulder.

“i think so too, im sorry about him being all over you. he doesn’t get attached easily so this is somewhat new.” you spoke softly.

you grabbed the helmet from jacks grasp, putting it in your son’s hockey bag. “its no problem at all, really. hes a cutie, and one hell of a fast learner.” jack gushed.

you smiled, turning to your son who rubbed his eyes. “ready to go home, baby?” you asked, hands out so he could go to you.

“no! i want to stay with jack” he pouted, turning his head away.

you sighed softly. “im sorry jack.” you told.

“its okay, promise. here, ill hold him so you can take his gear off and then i can carry him to your car? does that sound okay?” jack asked.

you nod as you smile. “sounds perfect.”

jack sat down, holding connor. you gently took of his gear, even if it was a struggle that connor wouldn’t even move from jack’s shoulder. once you got it all in his bag, including his skates, you zipped it up and slung it over your shoulder.

you and jack walked in silence as connor had fallen asleep on jacks shoulder. once you got to your car, you put connor’s bag in the back as jack gently placed him in his car seat.

you turn to him. “thank you for this, it means a lot to me.” you told him.

“couldn’t resist. the kids a cutie and hes got spunk. not to mention his mom is really pretty too.” jack told, smiling at you.

his face then dropped. “i mean unless you have a boyfriend— i totally didn’t say that.” he stuttered.

you laughed lightly, “i dont, thank you” you muttered.

jack’s cheeks went pink. “i uh— can i get your number by any chance?” he asks.

“will you be here next practice?” you question. jack nods. “team will be here for all except when we have roadies.” jack explained.

you nod. “you can have it next practice.” you smile and go to your side of the car. “thank you again, jack.”

“no.. problem” he spoke slowly. he watched you drive away. he barely knew you but you had him wrapped around your pretty little finger.

hes so cutie

#jack hughes x reader #jack hughes #new jersey devils #new jersey #nhl imagine #nhl #hockey #86 eighty six #86

[tojisun]

was struck suddenly by this thought

okay biker!simon but he's got his shit together and he's hubby and you have a kid (2yo?) with him

in India, bikes are the primary mode of transport everyone has one and lots of the kids love love going on rides. my 2nd cousin (?) (relations are diff there) he's 2 years old and he's the cutest thing in the world and he will not sleep at night until his dad takes him out for a spin on the bike. he comes back all smiley and sleepy it's so fucking cute omfg

IMAGINE THAT WITH SIMON

( bikes aren't seen as dangerous in India bc literally every household has one and people will carry their babies on the bike. ik it's different elsewhere but I just cannot stop thinking ab simon going for a spin with his baby :((( )

love you, drink water sunny 👊

ur cousin not sleeping till he gets a ride is so cute omg :((( such a cutie pie 🥺

but no absolutely!! i feel like biker!simon would spoil his kids sm that they get demanding when he doesn’t get to take them out on a ride

thinking about your little two year old girl waiting patiently in the living room while her dad washes up (simon closed the shop today), with her little helmet already strapped in. the tv is on for reruns of cartoons but she’s distracted, squirming at every drop of sound, thinking it’s simon finally out of the shower.

you chuckle as you rub her back, trying to make her calm down, but you guess her exhaustion and excitement are finally mixing, making one whiny baby. you pitch forward to press a kiss on her little fist.

that, at least, makes her look at you.

“excited, little pea?” you ask, brushing your thumb on the apple of her cheek.

“mhmm!” she says before turning back to her cartoons.

what a blessing she is.

simon pops out of the corner just then, crooning, “ready to go, peanut?”

your daughter squeals, scrambling to get off the couch to run towards simon. simon laughs, crouching down and opening his arms to embrace her, but she’s barrelling into him too fast, unable to stop, and it knocks her helmet against his chin.

“jesus–”

“daddy, go!” is all what your daughter says, so impatient and spoiled, and simon just coos again, finding no fault in her little demands.

“of course, of course.” he stands up. “let’s say bye to mommy?”

you stand then too, moving close to them carefully. your beloved angel turns at hearing simon’s words, her pudgy cheeks now rounder with her smile. “buh-bye!”

“bye bye, darlin’,” you reply, kissing her little fist again. “have fun with daddy, yeah? tell him to ride carefully because he’s got my whole world with him.” this you say to simon, playful and teasing.

simon scrunches his nose in reply—fatherhood looks so beautiful in him.

“don’t worry, love. y’know i’ll do everything to keep her safe,” he murmurs, pressing close to breathe you in. “we’ll be home in twenty. see you then.”

you kiss his jaw. “see you then, baby.”

your little angel waves her goodbyes again before they disappear to the garage, simon’s quiet murmurs filling up the space while your daughter hums in replies, still not yet ready for much words.

simon hefts himself up and places her in front of him, making sure that her helmet is secured and her jacket’s all zipped up. it is a quiet routine, one that simon completes with ferocious intensity. he’s never once skipped out on this, never once had been lazy with it, and it makes your heart warm.

he looks up after his final check, turning to you with one last wave, before he’s snapping his visor down and revving the engine. then they’re off.

later, simon will come back with a slumbering princess in his arms. you two make a quiet work on removing her helmet and her shoes, before simon takes her to sleep. then, he’ll slide in beside you, pull you in for cuddles, before recounting their little adventure to you.

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IM SORRY THIS BECAME A RAMBLE AND ITS NOT EVEN ABOUT THE BIKE RIDE BUT ITS JUST :((( dad simon is so so precious

love you too vi and yes im gulping down rn as i type!!

#violet <3 #ask #biker!simon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #dad simon riley

[foreingersgod]

If you can could you do a Caitlin Clark x reader with angst? Thank youuu

votes are in! we’re going with angst to fluff for this one!

Regrets . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: caitlin says something to you during an argument that she immediately regrets

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caitlin was a phenomenal athlete. she was good at what she did, blowing everyone away and breaking records, all while doing well in school and balancing the other parts of her life. you absolutely admired her for it, amazed by how perfect a person could be. she was so good to you, as her girlfriend, giving you equal support and love.

you on the other hand, were never an athlete, your dream was to pursue writing or journalism. you loved to write more than anything in the world and you knew from a very young age that that was what you wanted to do for the rest of your life. you often wrote small stories in your free time or touched up on trending articles, trying to write as much as you could. throughout your college years, you’ve been interning and taking classes to get you into a good position for your career.

you’ll admit, it was a very competitive career to go into, but you were determined to succeed. caitlin was always at your side, too, rooting for you every step of the way.

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it was a tuesday night, you were at home cleaning and fixing up dinner. caitlin was still out, something about a meeting with a few scouts. she didn’t say much about and said that she’d tell you all about it when she got home.

so you waited patiently, finishing up dinner and waiting for cait to get home. you pulled out your laptop while you awaited her arrival, beginning to work on an important paper you were writing for your journalism course. as you typed away at the keyboard, you felt your phone vibrate. you pulled out your phone, curious to see who was texting you.

cait <3: really big news when i get home, can’t wait to tell you

your heart started to beat a little faster, eager to hear what it was. you knew how hard she had been working to get the attention of some of these scouts so you hoped it was finally paying off for her.

as you were finishing up a paragraph for your article, you heard the lock of the front door jostling, hinges creaking as it opened. your eyes darted to the door right away, watching as caitlin walked in, positively glowing. she hung up her jacket and took off her shoes all with a huge smile on her face. you found yourself smiling too, her happiness contagious.

“hey, babe” you swooned “how was the meeting? big news?”

she came over to you, standing behind the counter opposite of you chair. “YN, it was life changing! you’re never gonna believe it, it’s like a dream come true”

her eyes were wide with excitement, still shaking from receiving the news. she had you anxious as you waited for her to spill. you closed your laptop half way to give her full attention, pushing it aside.

“what?” you questioned “the anticipation is killing me!”

“well,” she took a breathy pause for dramatic effect “a few of the scouts that i was talking to approached me after the meeting. they were telling me about how they’re recruiting for the women’s olympic basketball team…and long story short, they want me on the team! baby im playing in the olympics!”

“holy shit, you’re kidding!” you leaped out of your seat, rushing around the counter to congratulate her “that’s amazing, oh my god, i’m so proud of you!”

you hugged her tightly, smoothing your hands across her back.

“thank you, i’m freaking out still, it’s so surreal” she felt like crying “we’re going paris, YN!”

she was still on cloud nine, starting to text friends and family to share the good news, but you had stepped back thinking you heard her wrong. you? the both of you? paris? while you were aware that the events would be an international occasion, you hadn’t realized it would be that far away. you had just assumed you would do a bit of long distance for the time being, caitlin going to play and you staying here to take care of things and focus on journalism. noticing you had pulled away, caitlin sent her last text and turned back to you.

“hey are you ok?” she asked “went all quiet on me”

“hm? oh yea i just,” you started picking at your nails, nervous to bring up the conversation “it’s just that you said ‘we’?”

her infectious laugh rang through your living room “of course, you’re my girl, i want you there with me”

“cait, you know i’d love to be there for you in person and come with but…but i can’t just go babe” you said, apologetically.

your entire soul shattered seeing the look on her face as you broke the news. she looked defeated, trying to laugh it off as a weird joke “what do you mean you can’t go?”

“don’t get upset” you said, sensing the tension growing “but a trip like that is expensive, and there’s things that i need to take care of, especially if you’re going to be gone…and i’m just in the middle of a really important part of my path in writing…i need to be able to focus on that right now. but we can do it, you know? we’d only be doing the long distance thing for a little bit!”

“are you serious?” she tried to keep her voice calm, instead raising it slightly “this is a huge deal for me and you don’t even want to be there with me?”

“that’s not true! i would do anything to go, but like i said, that’s an insanely expensive trip and i’m in the middle of trying to pursue this journalism thing so i-”

“you’re not going so you can write your silly papers?” she ridiculed “fine, it’s expensive, we can work around that, but you’re seriously telling me you’re not doing this so you can write?”

you were dumbfounded, her calling your passion just some ‘silly papers’ made you sick. you’ve been pushing yourself to every possible limit to work towards this, and you thought she was supportive of that, i guess this was bringing out her true colors.

“silly papers? caitlin, pursuing journalism is my dream, you know that” your nose scrunching in frustration “i’ve always been supportive of your dream, i’m constantly putting my own things aside so you can continue to do this”

“yea well that’s because i’m actually good at what i do” she snapped. her voice was laced with spite, gaze shooting daggers into yours. “i’ve got a real job, with real responsibilities, YN”

your body was frozen, feet glued to the ground, limbs unable to move. the way she was talking to you hurt, any support that you thought she had for you was gone out the window. you wanted to scream, storm out of the house and slam the door.

“that’s really what you think, hm?” you sneered “that i don’t have a real job? that i’m not good at the one thing i’m passionate about? jesus fucking christ caitlin.”

somewhere in your body, you found the courage to move. without letting her get another word in, you grabbed your laptop and stormed up the stairs into your shared bedroom. she could sleep on the couch tonight.

the second you made it up the stairs, you slammed the door and collapsed onto your bed. you were seething with rage. for her to stand in front of you, after you’ve put your heart and soul into helping caitlin succeed, was like a punch to the gut. she knew how hard you had been working to make this happen, how many classes and workshops, how many late nights and meetings with publishers. she knew about it all and she still had the audacity to say such a nasty thing.

you pulled the comforter up over your shoulders, hiding below it, and sobbed in your pillow. you didn’t even bother trying to finish your article tonight, your headache too painful from the tears. about an hour went by, you had assumed, the sun going down outside your bedroom window. not once did you hear anything from caitlin so you thought she had left to blow off steam or made herself comfortable on the couch.

then there was a knock at your bedroom door. she didn’t have to knock, in reality, it was her room too. you didn’t answer at the raps at the door, nor when she called out your name. you didn’t have anything to say.

“YN, can we talk?” her voice muffled from behind the wooden barrier “i shouldn’t have said those things, i didn’t mean it”

you stood up, opening the door for her and resuming your position on the bed, pulling up the covers once more. she followed suit and sat down at the foot of the bed next to you. still silent, you waited for her to continue.

“what i said was uncalled for” her voice cutting through deafening silence “none of it was true”

“so why’d you say it?” she could tell you had been crying right away, hearing the stuffiness in your nose. it made her stomach turn knowing she was the reason why.

“i was mad. the second i got the news, all i could think about was taking you with me. i had the whole thing planned out. but i didn’t even consider what it would mean for you, to drop everything and go to paris with me. and that was incredibly unfair of me to assume.”

you remained silent, listening to her confession.

“baby, i don’t think your papers are silly and i don’t think it’s not a real job” her hands found the way to your legs under the blanket, rubbing at them tenderly to try and comfort you “i’m so amazed by how talented you are. you’ve put in so much effort into making a name for yourself and i admire you for that, i know you’re going to do amazing things. what i said was cruel and purely out of spite and it won’t ever happen again, i’m so sorry”

you sniffled, wiping the rest of your tears as you sat up against the headboard. she had looked horrible when you looked at her. hair messy from running her hands through it, face pale and flushed, it didn’t take much to realize how bad she felt for lashing out at you.

“i know you’re mad, and i’m upset that i can’t go either,” you spoke up “but if you’re going to make a habit out of saying things like that to me, i don’t know if-”

“i swear to god i’m not! that was a shitty slip up, but please, i’m being honest when i say that i’ll never do that again. i have never once believed that what i said was true, im so so sorry” she pleaded, grabbing your hand and kissing the back of your palm.

“i forgive you, but it’s going to take a lot for you to make it up to me”

“anything, i’ll do anything” she said “i can’t live with myself knowing that i made you upset. whatever it takes to gain your trust back, i’ll fucking do it”

you let out a small chuckle, knowing the real cait was already shining through. the caitlin that would go to the ends of the earth for you. her hand was still gripping yours, drawing small shapes around your knuckles and kissing them reassuringly. you tugged her towards you making her fall into the sheets beside you. you reached out, caressing her long strands of hair, silently admiring her.

the two of you remained there in bed without saying anything. the sun lingered in its final hour in the sky as you both soaked in each other’s presence.

you couldn’t stay mad at her for long.

#caitlin clark x reader #caitlin clark #wcbb #wcbb x reader #iowa wbb

[co6kiesvr]

summary: xavier is tired of you avoiding him

genre: angst

days, it’s been days since you’ve last talked to xavier. it’s not that you’re in a fight, or you hate him or something. but you’ve just been so caught up in this case you’re working on, that you couldn’t find the time to talk to him.

the only people you’ve been talking to are the dead. you’ve had this ability since you were a kid, you’ve made connections with them, and they’ve been helping you with this case.

your brain couldn’t focus on anything other than that, you needed to find out who the monster was. you needed to find out why this monster is killing innocent people. you needed to know everything

and here you were in your room, working on the case, pictures of dead bodies, evidence and papers scattered all around the room. your friend avery, a girl who had died at birth, and also a close friend of yours, was sat there as well, helping you collect your thoughts.

a knock on the door was heard, you turned to see none other than xavier entering the room. your roommate wasn’t around, and avery left when she heard the knock, so it was just you and him

“hey” he said, looking around the room as he saw the stuff, “still working on the case, huh?”

“uh, yeah.” you said, “avery helped as well”

“mhm…so um, do you wanna maybe pause this for a second and go on a walk with me?”

“what? of course not!” you said in a rather rude tone

“what?” he said, a little hurt by the tone

“i’m busy” you said as you kept organizing your work

“are you serious right now?” he furrowed his eyebrows, “you—you haven’t talked to me in almost a week…come on y/n are you seriously gonna reject me just because of some case that you have nothing to do with?”

you continued doing your work, not responding

“wow. you really—do you even care?!” he snapped

“about what” you said

“about—about me! about…us, do you even care about that?! you really live in your own world. the cops have this handled and you just wanna include yourself for no reason. i’m trying, i’m really trying to wait for you, and be patient. but you don’t seem to give two fucks if i’m even here or not! i’m not doing this anymore, i’m done.” he said, and you froze

you froze as you heard his footsteps fading, you froze as you realized a hole in your heart was forming, you froze when the case you were working on was not a care in your mind anymore, you froze when you realized…he left you. he left you and you were the reason.

xavier really was patient with you, at first, you would talk to him often, then you started talking to him at the end of the day, then you’d talk to him every other day, and then—you wouldn’t talk to him at all.

it’s funny how you don’t realize how important someone is, until they’re gone.

for the very first time, you felt alone.

like actually alone, you’d usually have avery, or another friend with you, but most of the time, you had xavier, and now he wasn’t coming back.

you felt tears brimming in the corners of your eyes, you had never cried before, let alone over a boy

but he was special.

you got up and ran after him, only he was now probably back in his room.

but nonetheless, you ran to his room, and knocked on his door repeatedly until he opened it

“jesus im coming—y/n?” he said, going quiet

you went inside his room, and once he got a good look at you, he knew

“oh my god are you crying?” he said as he gently grabbed your face, wiping your tears

“i’m sorry” you cried out, and he was quick to hug you, “i’m sorry i was just focused on the case and—“

“hey, hey it’s okay.” he said as he stroked your hair

you looked up at him, and soon your lips collided.

once you let go, you were quick to speak

“you were right. i’m dropping the case, the cops have it handled and i should’ve just—“

“no” he said

“what?”

“i’m not telling you to drop the case, baby. i love that you’re working on it and trying to keep everyone safe. but we work on it, together. i cant have you getting hurt” he said as he gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb

“really?”

“of course” he smiled

you might act tough on the outside, but on the inside, you truly loved him.

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe #wednesday #xavier thorpe fic #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe x y/n #xavier thorpe wednesday #wednesday fic #wednesday fanfiction #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier wednesday #xavier thorpe fanfiction

[lilislegacy]

Percy doing a little bit (or a lot) of everything

i know everyone won’t agree with this future for him, but humor me

percy in college figuring out that he doesn’t want to be stuck in a lab, but he wants to make a difference. he can talk to animals. he wants to use that ability for good. he wants to help animals in some way

percy wanting to become a veterinarian for aquatic animals. he doubts himself, becasue it takes someone smart and hard-working, but annabeth has full faith in him. and he finds he actually really likes learning about how sea animals function, and how to help them. once he’s a vet, he knows he made the right choice. he loves going to work every day, wherever that is. an aquarium, a marine clinic, the ocean, it doesn’t matter. he listens to the animals and helps them in a way that no other vet on earth can. his co-workers call him the animal whisperer. (which he finds funny, because he’s not whispering, just having a normal semi-telepathic conversation)

while he’s preparing for vet school, percy has an experience that makes him begin to take notice of people and animals dying in fires. he figures “i’m fire resistant. i can control water. im strong. i think quick on my feet… i can help.” so throughout vet school, he’s a firefighter. he loves it. he gets to save people every day. he gets action. he thrives. he saves so many lives. he even takes ownership of the fire house’s new dog - a dalmatian-shepherd mix. he says it’s just for a bit, but the dog ends up as his and annabeth’s family pet (which annabeth totally knew would happen). but he loves being a firefighter. it makes him feel like he’s using his abilities to help people, not just kill endless amounts of monsters. he actually feels like a real hero this way.

percy becoming certified as a professional diver so he can do deep sea rescues, for animals mainly, but he ends up doing human rescues too. in tragedies like the thai cave rescue, he’s there. he’s the pro diver on call for an emergency - human or animal related. he’ll dive any depth to save a life. he’ll even just do it to help researchers, or historians, or anyone, really. and he never charges much, if anything at all.

percy volunteering as a marine wildlife rescuer. he’ll answer a call, day or night. he’ll help get a shark off the beach, cut rope off of a whale, save sea turtles caught in a net. it doesn’t matter, he’s there. and it’s nothing new for him.

percy maybe even writhing a book or two over the course of his life.

percy going on some boat expeditions, which he always leads.

percy maybe even one day teaching, when he’s older and his kids are grown. whether it’s 12 year olds with dyslexia or whether he’s teaching a college class on aquatic animals or greek history. he’d be good at it. he’s patient.

percy doing multiple great things throughout his life. percy using his experiences and abilities for good. percy not letting his past - being kicked out of every school, making bad grades, being thought of as stupid - define him. not letting his past stop him.

percy doing a little bit (or a lot) of everything. becasue he can. becasue he’s alive. becasue he’s talented. becasue he’s intelligent. and because he has a huge heart.

and he has the most supportive partner in the whole world.

percy thriving in life.

#people who say he’s too dumb to do anything other than teach surfing dont give him enough credit #percy jackson is incredible #he can do anything he wants #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the olympians #percabeth #pjo #chalice of the gods #annabeth chase

[ramons-elevator]

Im sorry, but I cant stop thinking about Ramon and Fit's conversation today. A mixture of a summary and analysis below:

Ramon tried to get Phil to talk about Fit and Pac, but Phil misinterpreted it as asking about something else. Then Ramon got frustrated and started to dig a hole to blow up TnT in.

Fit went down and tried to talk to Ramon, only for him to get more frustrated and blow everything up. Then when Fit realized it was about Pac, he tried to tell Ramon to be patient.

That made Ramon lose it. He started "yelling" at Fit that he knows him. He experienced it first hand of Fit saying he needs time to learn create, only to learn a lot in a short amount of time. Yeah, Fit needs time, but if he puts his mind to something he can do it.

Ramon then said how basically he doesnt know if he will even survive long enough to see Fit and Pac do anything. He just came back from being kidnapped the third time. Hell, Dapper has been kidnapped 5 times.

Ramon knows his life and his family can be ripped away in seconds. He knows his life is precious and wants to experience as much of Fit's life as he can. He saw what happened to Bobby. Bobby died and then Roier and Cellbit proposed and got married. What if Ramon gets the same fate Bobby did?

Then when Fit tried to say that its tricky, Ramon gets frustrated and starts putting down TnT which obviously get Fit's attention. Fit get Ramon to stop and listen to him.

Fit reminds Ramon about his mission. The mission that basically holds Fit's life on a string. He tells Ramon that he doesnt want Pac to get involved in it because Pac doesnt deserve that. Fit has seen Pac in prison, escape Prison, get kidnapped, have his best friend get kidnapped, have his son get kidnapped, etc. Fit know this can be dangerous and doesnt want Pac to deal with that again. (also confesses he likes Pac but anyways)

Then Ramon pulls out this fucking line

"Dont you think a person that loves you would do anything for you?" "I would do anything"

Now this fucking breaks me. Because this is Ramon.

Ramon, who gave his only weapon to Max so Max could save his siblings. Ramon, who said he would do whatever Fit needs if it means completing his mission. The kid who trusts Fit no matter what and no matter what the cost. The boy who saved his siblings and family from an explosion that could have kill them. The kid who left his house and ran away with his siblings because he thought that Fit was in danger.

Ramon would do anything for Fit and Fit would do anything for Ramon. They are each other's halves. They complete each other.

And if there's a chance that Fit can be happy and loved just as much as Ramon loves him, then of course he wants Fit to take that opportunity. He doesnt want Fit to be alone. He doesnt want Fit to deal with all his trauma and problems alone. Yeah, Fit has his friends, but things happen.

Ramon then says that he knows theres a chance he might disappear again and that he wants someone who look after Fit if he isnt there. Ramon protects Fit as much as Fit protects him. If Ramon knew that there was someone to take care of Fit when he cant, he could be happy.

I could scream about these two all day. This conversation just showcases how much Ramon loves Fit, just as much as Fit loves Ramon. They want each other to be happy no matter what. Theres nothing the other would do. And if that means Ramon shoving Fit into Pac's arms then so be it.

#qsmp #qsmp eggs #qsmp ramon #qsmp ramón #qsmp fitmc #qsmp fit

[kirke-is-my-name]

Hello! Can i request headcandons of Miguel o'hara with a shy nurse reader who is constantly tired? Being nurse is a physically and mentally demanding job and i love the dynamic of hero who falls over his heels for his nurse or even being protective over her, but if u don't want to make this request i understand

I’m so sorry I just saw this! But of course let’s see what I can think of 😌

A nurse reader who is dating Miguel would honestly have a terrible sleep schedule like him.

Like poor baby is working 24,48 or 72 hour shifts at the hospital. And often times hardly sleeps so when you are home it’s time for rest and relaxation

When working those longer shifts Miguel makes it his job to arrive home at least 90 minutes before you, so he can not only prepare a bath with all your favorite soaks. But also a hot home cooked meal. Because god damn it you deserve something nice

If you need something? He will get it. You need to rant about your shift? Don’t worry he is a good listener. You need to cook dinner? Nonsense sit down and he will cook.

Two sleep deprived lovers whatever will they do!?Sleep…they sleep can only sleep if the other is in bed with them.

If you start nodding off he will carry you to the bed. And if you refuse to sleep he will sit in the bed with you and do some work or also fall asleep.

Has Lyla constantly keep watch at your hospital to alert him if anything is wrong.

Oh you haven’t eaten? You have a DoorDash under you name within the hour. Running out of medical supplies? Nonsense someone just bought some for your entire department . You had to deal with a very hard patient? Woah look at that someone sent you flowers. Someone threatened you? That’s so weird they ended up in the police station brushed and hurt…

He is whipped

Knowing he is spiderman and seeing the damage his villain can do to others really only makes you appreciate him more. Granted if an innocent person is harmed you are chewing him out. He might of gone to your work a few time as both Spider-Man and Miguel asking for your help to patch him up. The one time he tried to fix his injuries himself you scolded him at doing such a bad job that you insist on patching him up every night if you have to.

Honestly? His favorite time watching your hands move to maybe sow together a cut that’s rather deep. Or even wrapping him up, his just looks down fondly at you as patch him up and talk about whatever is on your mind. But if he is being a little shit his wrappings or thread might be pulled a bit too tight.

Both of you acknowledging the other has a difficult job, but Miguel thinks you are stronger then him in every sense. While he saves the multiverse he doesn’t personally interact with the people. You though…you talk to them and get to know the people. He saves the world but you save the people.

It gets hard losing a patient who was a kid or someone you’ve bonded with. Often times you’ve cried at their passing. But you have a job to do and as quickly as you cried, the tears vanish and you continue your job. For that alone Miguel believes you are stronger . To truck on after losing someone and still maintaining a friendly demeanor and positive attitude. Even when you know the situation won’t get better. Is something he knows he couldn’t do but you can. So when you cry and are tired he comforts you in every way he can. Because one person can only strong for a certain amount of time before it gets to them.

One time someone took a picture of Spider-Man with you in his arms. For WEEKS your coworker and patient cornered you asking if you know the masked hero. You stuck with the story “noI just patch him up really?!” Of course a villain saw that picture and though it was a bright idea to kidnap you and use you against Miguel…bad idea. Sure you are a nurse and SHOULD be helping the injured but after seeing the damage Miguel left you turned your head and said “Im off the clock so I can’t help them”

Bonus

You needed new scrubs so Lyla order a spider-man themed scrubs for you. Honestly got a nice laugh out of it and you wear them at least once a week.

Another time your lunch happened to be the Miguel Burger and attached was a small strawberry also designed like Miguel. It cheered you up for sure

#miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o hara x reader #miguel o’hara x y/n #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel x you #miguel o hara x you

[malleusthehammer]

Hii, could I please request Sasaki, Heracles, Adam and Hades react if child! reader asked for a piggyback ride? I honestly think that would be so cute and wholesome 😭, reader and the character are very close, and I was thinking of reader kinda looking at them as a parental/brotherly figure? (Brotherly for Heracles, because we all know he would be the best brother ever), thank you if you have time to do my request!

AWEEWS YES YES YES THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA BAWL OMFG!! this idea is absolutely amazing

Getting a piggyback ride from Sasaki, Hercules, Adam, and Hades!

Warnings: None!! pure fluff :3

Type: Headcanons and drabble

⚔️ Sasaki

You just always thought he was cool!

so of course, you just followed him around

He loves playing with you!

Tag, hide n seek, you name it!

he’s oddly good at hide n seek

This man has taught you so many terms and words you shouldn’t know but ya know

When you ask for a piggyback ride, he absolutely agrees!

You and Sasaki were sitting in a field as usual, resting after a fun-filled day. Sasaki was gently rested against the large oak tree, his eyes closed. The gentle breeze pushed his hair, the grass around him following suit.

His eyes fluttered open as you stood up from your sitting position, standing infront of him in the sun. Your eyes were wide and full of playfulness.

“Mister Sasaki..! Wake up!”

He smiled, sitting up.

“I’m up kid, i’m up.. Are you ready to head back home?”

He watched as you grabbed his hands, trying to pull him off the ground.

“Yes yes! I want a piggyback ride!”

“A piggyback ride? Oh lord, kid..”

He chuckled and stood up, walking over to you. He soon squatted down, waiting for you to hop on his back. He and you laughed and laughed as you rode on his back all the way back home.

💪 Hercules

SILLY

SUPER SILLY

Demi god jungle gym

just let’s you hang from his arms on a daily basis

Hercules was busy walking down the halls of Valhalla, his weapon resting gently on his shoulder. The only noise breaking the silence was the sound of feet hitting tile in a fast manner.

“Herc!! Hercules!!”

The large Demi god stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder to see you running towards him. Your bright smile and small legs hurdling towards him. He was quick to turn around, squatting down to your level.

“Hey kid!”

He opened his arms wide, pulling you into a tight hug. Hercules stood up, spinning you around in a circle before setting you down.

“What’re you doin’ here?”

“Miss Hilde told me where to find you!! I haven’t seen you ALL DAY and i miss you!”

He chuckled at your antics, your slugged down, rolling your eyes about how long it had been since you had seen the god. You quickly made ‘up oy’ hands towards Hercules.

“I wanna be with you! Can have a piggy back ride?”

He smiled and nodded, grabbing you swiftly and setting you on his shoulder.

“I know this ain’t a piggyback ride, but it’s just as cool!”

🍎 Adam

Hes already carrying you around

you help him pick fruits!!!

Eve loves you sm omg

Adam walked around Eden with you, you both holding baskets of fruits. You both had been roaming around, feeding animals and having fun in Eden. Adam noticed you getting tired over time, slowly trudging behind him in the fields.

“Hey, you okay little one?”

He looked down at you as you slowly trudged up the hill, your forehead covered in sweat.

“Mhm.. i’m.. im okay..”

Adam waited patiently for you to catch up to him, his hair swaying in the wind. As you met him at the top of the hill, you sat the basket in your hands down. You took a deep breath, sitting down in the grass.

“It’s so hot..”

He blinked at you a couple times, before squatting down next to you.

“We only have a bit longer til we see Eve. Can you make it?”

You slowly looked up at him, your eyes heavy and exhausted. You shook your head, wiping sweat from your brow.

“Can.. Can i have a piggyback ride Mr Adam..?”

He stared at you slightly before obliging. He sat you snugly on his back, carrying you the rest of the way back to the house.

☠️ Hades

Not amused

at all

like he likes you

but he’s not amused by your antics

You had been following Hades around for hours now. Brünhilde had shewed you off, leaving you to wander the halls of Valhalla til you found Hades. He had been ignoring you for the whole time. But he has kept a keen eye on you, always steering away from the gods that may cause you trouble.

After another hour or so, he could see you slowing down behind him.

“Mister… Mister slow down..”

He heard your pleas, his feet stopping completely. He turned to face you, his eyes looking down on you.

“Mm.. as you wish, small one.”

He waited patiently as you caught up with him.

“Mister-“

“Hades. Just Hades.”

He cut you off, kneeling down to match your height.

“Mister Hades- can.. can i have a piggy back ride?”

His brows furrowed slightly, before he slowly nodded. He helped you on his back, then proceed through the halls to helheim.

I LOVED THIS SO MICJNOJ MU HOD ITS SO FITE OSHWWHHSGR SO CUTE IT MADE ME SCREAM THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!

#record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok #ror x reader #record of ragnarok art #record of ragnorak #kojiro sasaki #sasaki kojiro record of ragnarok #hades ror #hades record of ragnarok #hercules record of ragnarok #adam record of ragnarok #ror x y/n

[duhnova]

who’s in control? - choi seungcheol

seungcheol x fem!reader

word count: ~4.7k

warning(s): smut under the cut!! (mdni), porn with minimal plot, switch!reader, switch!seungheol (though more dom leaning), SENSE DEPRIVATION, thigh fucking, use of a color system, bondage, cum play?, princess and baby are used as a pet name, idol!seungcheol, marking kink? (kind of not really), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), dick riding, BIG DICK CHEOL (like monster dick), creampie, alludes to shower sex, mentions of food, pussy slapping, thigh smacking, man handling, body worship, nipple play, fingering, sense play??? (kind of, it’s like smell play i guess but it’s just barely barely there), let me know if i forgot anything! - don’t mind grammatical errors/typos (i tried)

cheol hasn’t had a break in what feels like years. from the months he spent on tour entertaining fans, exploring different countries, and making sure the boys stayed in check, it was safe to say he needed a break. and what better way to take a break than to go home to you, his perfect little baby who waited so patiently for his return. 

the countless videos calls, and endless text messages did nothing for him (or you) while he was away, and even if the phone sex was enough to satiate him for the night he still missed the way your body felt under his, the way you scratched up his back, and the smell of sweat and sex in the air after hours of calculated thrusts and praise that was reserved only for when you were on your best behavior (which was 99% of the time). 

that 1% is saved for rainy days, ones where you want to take control and ruin seungcheol the same way he ruins you; which it's rare for him to allow you to be on top, knowing you like to run with the power but today, after months away from you and working his ass off, he allows you to take control. 

the ropes were soft on his skin, the twisted red silk accentuated his pecs and hips as you worked hard to weave out a pattern (that you so diligently learned while he was away, using your pillow as the test dummy). he couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at how concentrated you were, your face heating up more as you brought the rope down to his thighs, tugging it enough to squeeze them deliciously - the plush flesh pooling around the rope. 

“you look so pretty.” he coos quietly when your eyebrows knit together, your look of concentration turns to frustration as you undo the knot you just did. 

“you’re going to look even prettier once im done with you.” you smile as you finally get the last knot correct. sitting back on your heels you marvel at the masterpiece that is your boyfriend. his hands are bound to the headboard with poorly tied rope, the dark burgundy contrasting greeting from the cherry red that adorned the rest of his body. 

“do i not look pretty right now?” he fake pouts at you before he's wiggling around to get more comfortable with the rope around him. 

“of course you look pretty cheollie, youre the prettiest boy to ever exist.” he leaned down to kiss the tip of his nose.

“not the prettiest to ever exist?” his eyebrows raise a little as he tries to watch you trial kisses down to his collarbone but one harsh nip to the underside of his jaw has him hissing, his head lulling back to give you more access. 

“always the prettiest to ever exist,” you mumble against his neck. “so pretty and all mine.” those words were familiar, the countless times cheol would say it to you played in the back of your mind as you smiled at the faint blush that spread down his neck. you had to bite your tongue to keep from teasing him, knowing that if you pushed your luck too far tonight he’d be sure to give back whatever you give him ten fold. 

slowly you make your way down his neck and collarbones, leaving behind marks everywhere your lips touch. you poured months of love into every love bite, ensuring they won't fade until the end of the week. 

with a featherlike touch, your fingers ghost over his left nipple, the bud hardening almost instantly as he gasps loudly. just as he started to mumble something you pinch it, the small shock of pain and pleasure causing his back to arch.

“watch it.” he breathes, there were rules put in place when you dommed. there were a lot of gray areas - his nipples being one of them, not that he didn’t enjoy it (he very much did) but when he was rendered helpless under you he'd rather not give you the advantage of attacking his weak spots (and yeah it's hypocritical of him, don't get him wrong he knows but you happily agreed to the rules because it gave you the perfect opportunity to use that 1% to freely be a brat).

you liked to bend the rules, it was the fun part about being the dom in situations like this. it wasn’t every day that you got cheol to submit under you, and god does he look pretty when his eyebrows pull together as his mouth falls open at the feeling of your pussy gliding along his painfully hard cock, the vein pulsing already from months of pent up energy.  

“you’re already twitching and i’ve barely started touching you,” you giggle quietly, sitting so that you can run your hands up and down his stomach, the muscles in his abs flexing as he rocks his hips up against you, eliciting a quiet moan from you. “don’t be bad cheollie..” your voice trails off as you bite back your smug smile when you see the way his eyes widen a little. 

“bad? the only one that's being bad right now is y-” you smack his thigh lightly, effectively stopping his words in their track as he groans quietly. 

“watch it.” you repeat his words back to him, this time you couldn’t help the smirk that played on your lips as his jaw clenched. he was giving you time to fix yourself when he allowed you to continue with your ministries. 

despite the hours you want to spend making him fall apart you can’t wait too long, the frustrations of not feeling each other in so long will have you both cumming before you’ve sat on his cock. however, it was a miracle you both lasted as long as you have - the foreplay starting the second he walked through the door when you jumped into his arms and started messily making out with him, his hips grinding into yours as he backed you up against the wall.  it’s not like much changed now as you grind down against him harder, his cock sitting between your folds nicely - the tip knocking against your clit. 

“if you don’t fuck me right now i am going to-” your hips stop moving again.

“you’re not going to do anything because you’re not the one in control here.” his lips twitch a little, he has to bite his bottom lip to keep from saying something. you were one more silent strike away from having your control ripped away. 

“good boy.” cheol can’t help the small whine that leaves him at the praise. one thing that he will always admit is that you’re so hot when you praise him and he can’t help but melt every time. he relaxes back into the bed, allowing you to rock your hips again, your quiet whimpers music to his ears. it didn’t take long for you to get tired of the slow grinding, you needed more relief and with a new found determination you sat up on your knees.

you reach down to grab his cock that was warm and heavy in your hand. the sheer girth of it would be intimidating if you haven’t taken every inch down to the hilt a million times already. your fingertips don’t even touch as you squeeze gently, seungcheols eyes roll a little as he moans lowly at the feeling. 

“fuck.” he breathes out when you start to pump your hands, precum leaking out of the tip. gently you swipe your thumb through the pearlescent liquid causing your boyfriend to moan louder, his head falling deeper into the pillows. you swipe your thumb a little harder as you squeeze him tighter in your hands, a quiet giggle leaving you when he tugs on the restraints around his hands as he groans, his head tilting down so he can watch you.

“getting impatient?” your eyebrows raise as you move to rub the tip of his cock against your clit before moving it towards your entrance where your pussy swallows the head instantly. your eyes flutter as you bite your lip hard to keep the loud moan from slipping out as you let gravity take its course as you sit down on his cock. 

“i’m not the only impatient one,” he groans as he bucks his hips up to help you bottom out quicker. “fuck, you took me all without any prep.” his eyes were a little worried as he watched your shift around a little with your eyes squeezed shut tightly. the stretch definitely burned, you haven’t been stuffed this full in a long time, none of the toys you owned compared to seungcheol who nestled perfectly against your cervix and stretched you open as wide as a monster can. 

“feels so good,” you whine after adjusting to having him inside of you. rocking your hips experimentally your nails dig into his stomach where his muscles are tensing - he was willing away the orgasm that was right there. “fill me up so perfectly cheollie.” he can’t help but whimper at the nickname, his hips snapping up into yours causing you to jump forward a little. 

“fuck you feel so perfect around me baby,” he groans as he keeps rocking his hips up into yours, his feet planted on the bed so he has a better angle. “god, i’m not gonna last long like this.” his head falls back as his hands grip at his restraints. you let him rock his hips into yours a couple more times before you’re moving forward enough that his cock slips out, but his hips keep bucking up trying to chase your warmth. “wha-“

“you’re not gonna get to cum if you keep acting like you’re in control.” you’re finally able to catch your breath - not that it lasts long because just as the words leave your mouth there’s a loud snap as seungcheol breaks out of his restraints (effectively breaking the eighth headboard that year). you just hit strike three. 

“whos in fucking control?” he gets you pinned in the blink of an eye, the weight he puts on your thighs is enough to keep you in place as he gets his hands out of the rope so he can tie yours to one of the bed posts at the foot of the bed. 

“cheol-“ 

“i don’t want to hear it, you’re a brat you know that?” he cocks his eyebrow at you, challenging you to bite back at him like he’s so sure you’re going to do. 

“but-“ 

“where the fuck is your gag.” he gets up off the bed to go find the little red gag he likes to shove in your mouth. 

“cheollie please.” you try to reason with him, a pout on your face and arousal dripping all over the bed.

“color?” he stops in his tracks to look over his shoulder at you. 

“green.” you smile sweetly at him. 

“good,” he grins back before he’s holding up the gag. “any last words princess?” 

“fuck me hard please?” you give him your best puppy dog eyes before opening your mouth to let him secure the gag. 

“we’ll see if you deserve to get fucked after the shit you pulled tonight.” the harsh words were back as he went back to where he grabbed the gag, coming back a minute later with headphones and the pretty lace he likes to blindfold you with. “are these ok?” you nod your head in excitement as you lift your head allowing him to secure the lace around your eyes, you could barely see his outline as you settle back against the bed. the headphones were soundproof so the only thing you had to go off of was his touch on your body and a fuzzy silhouette. 

seungcheol knew his limits and he knew how vulnerable you were like this. he knew what was good to do like this and what wasn’t, the boundaries set for sense deprivation played in his mind as he slowly ghosted his fingers up your stomach watching the goosebumps rise. 

he wanted to ruin you, just like how you wanted to ruin him. he knew when he agreed to let you dom tonight and you brought the ropes out that he wasn’t going to get pampered in the way he thought - not that he minded because seeing you so reactive to him right now was so much better in his mind. 

his fingers ghosted down your stomach towards your dripping cunt and the way your legs instantly parted had him chuckling to himself. he let his fingers wander down to your swollen clit where he rubs slow circles, a muffled moan leaves you as your back arches. he’s quick to pull his fingers away as he pushes you flat against the bed again. 

seungcheol thought you were finally going to behave since he was being so nice with your punishment, but boy was he wrong. slowly your foot had crept up his inner thigh, catching him off guard a little before he grabbed your ankle and pushed your leg to the side so you’re spread wider for him, giving him the perfect opening to smack at your clit. it wasn’t hard, but it was enough to make you jolt and whine around the gag. 

“such a brat.” he mumbles to himself as he sits back on his heels after setting your foot back on the bed. he watches as you use your foot to try and find him, it taps around on the bed but he sits just out of your reach. 

shaking his head, a loving smile on his face he sits up on his knees so he can untie the rope from around his body. as much as he loved it he needed it gone if he wanted to feel every inch of your body against his. once he is free from the rope he moves around so he’s comfortably on his hands and knees right in front of where you’re laying. 

i’m an effort to not startle you, he gently ghosts his fingers over your calf before he’s leaning down to kiss where he just touched. your body stills as you relax at feeling him again, you stay in place as you let him work his way up your body. his lips leave a warm trail up your legs and over your thighs as he skips over kissing near your cunt, instead jumping straight to your tummy where he kisses from one hip to the other before he slowly makes his way up to the valley between your breasts. he kisses between them and up to your neck, only stopping once he makes it to your cheek. 

by this point his body is draped over yours, his cock sitting against your wet cunt as he kisses the other cheek so he can trail back down your body, kissing everywhere that he didn’t kiss the first time until he’s at your other calf. 

“so pretty.” he whispers against your calf before he’s sitting back to assess what he wants to do next. subconsciously his hands rub at your calves, messaging them gently - only when you whimper does he get an idea. 

slowly he pushes your legs together so your thighs are squished together. from there he pushes your legs up until you’re almost folded in half, your ankles held together in one hand. using his free hand cheol reaches up to push one of the headphone muffs off your ear. 

“are you ok still? is this ok?” you nod your head while trying to mumble out a ‘yes’ before he readjusts the muff on your ear. he readjusts himself so he’s comfortably lined up with your thighs while making sure you’re comfortable as well. 

with his empty hand he grabs the base of his cock and gives it a couple pumps before he’s rubbing the tip along the middle of your thighs before he slowly pushes between them. your arousal made them slick enough for him to comfortably slide between them as he started to thrust his hips. 

“fuck.” he grunts to himself as he picks up speed. he wasn’t going to last long, he was so pent up and he just wanted release - so he rocks his hips faster. he lets your ankles go allowing your legs to rest on his shoulders as he uses his hands to push your thighs together more to give him more stimulation. 

he groans and whimpers as his eyebrows knit together. his mouth fell open as his hips stuttered as he unloaded his hot cum all over your stomach. the way you whimpered, goosebumps rising on your skin and your back arching off the bed at the warm feeling on your skin. 

seungcheol pants quietly as he lets your legs go, he rubs gently at your hips knowing that folding you like that took its toll on the joints there. humming quietly to himself he scoops some of the cum off your stomach so he can push it into your tight cunt. he pumps his cum into you slowly, enjoying the way your plush walls felt around his pointer and kindle finger. 

“you feel so good around my fingers baby,” he smiles to himself as he trails the other hand up your stomach, smearing the cum all over you till he groped at your left tit, squeezing it and rolling his thumb over your nipple as he continues to pump his fingers slowly in and out of you. 

as much as he wanted to fuck your properly, he also had to put you in your place. he could be cruel most nights, but to turn he was being nice and rewarding you with his fingers, allowing you to have some of his cum and an orgasm - but only because it had been so long. 

just like him your orgasm was fast approaching, and sure you were stretched out on his cock but it was still satisfying as your back arched. this time he didn’t push you back down against the mattress as he kept playing with your nipple and fingering you slowly, his thumb rubbing on your clit. finally, like clockwork, the coil snapped in your stomach as you clenched around his fingers. he helped you ride your orgasm out before he pulled his fingers out to lick them clean, both of your juices mixed on his tongue.

“fuck.” he groans at the taste before he’s moving to hover over your body again. your legs part instantly against as he settles between them so he can lay against you, his lips attached to your neck as he leaves wet kisses everywhere. 

you nose against his hair as he kisses and sucks gently at your neck, his body warm against yours as he lays against you. you can’t help but take in a deep breath, whimpering quietly when you realize he’s wearing your favorite cologne, it was faded at this point - hence why you couldn’t smell it until now, but it was still there enough for you to squeeze your legs around his waist. 

“no no no,”  he mumbles against your neck. he sits up to rub at the sides of your legs.l before he’s pulling the headphones off your head. “not tonight.” you weren’t able to argue back so you squeeze your legs tighter, trying to get him to give in when he feels the warmth of your cunt nuzzled up to the underside of his half hard cock.

“you’re covered in cum, and we didn’t put another blanket down so it’s gonna soak into the mattress if i don’t get you cleaned up and these sheets off.” he mumbles as he rubs his hands up your waist before he’s reaching up to pull the gag off, smiling when you take a deep breath instead of fighting him. 

“but i asked so nicely for you to fuck me hard.” there’s the little brat he loves so much. 

“not tonight, this was a punishment, remember? be happy that i even gave you my cum let alone an orgasm.” he grunts quietly when you tug him closer with your legs. “stop that.” he pulls the blind fold off of you before he leans over you to untie your hands.

“you’re wearing my favorite cologne.” you mumble, you wanted to argue more with him some more, wanting him to fuck you stupid. 

“i’ve worn it everyday since being away from you,” he helped you sit up as he fixed your hair enough for it to stay out of your eyes. “it reminded me of you.” he smiles before leaning down to kiss you. 

“i love you.” you mumble against his lips when he pulls away. 

“i love you too princess,” he kisses you again. “now let’s get you cleaned up.” 

—

when you woke up the next morning without cheol next to you, you couldn’t help but pout. sighing as you sit up, the apartment was cold as you grumpily threw the blankets off of you. 

“of course he went to practice today, he’s been home not even a full twenty four hours and he’s already ditching me to-“ your ramble was cut off when you saw the stack of clothes sitting on the dresser with a note on top. 

‘get comfy and text me when you’re awake princess’ singed cheollie. 

that fucker was so going to get it later when he got home, you thought to yourself as you put his hoodie and oversized sweats in (thank god for a drawstring). throwing the hood over your head you couldn’t help but smile when you realized the hoody was sprayed (freshly) in your favorite cologne. the undertones of sweet blackberries has you squealing as you go to curl up on the couch to text cheol that you’re awake. 

sure he wasn’t there with you right now but that didn’t stop him from spoiling you, he ordered you breakfast and even threw in extras of your favorites after you told him you were still pretty sore even though he was barely in you for a couple minutes. 

did you want to spend the whole day with your boyfriend after he spent months abroad? yes. did you understand how important his job was and how much it meant to him? also yes. it’s why you put up with being alone all day, cuddled up in his clothes, covered in his cologne. 

so when he got home later that night, tired and covered in sweat you were quick to drag him to the couch. you straddled his lap and ran your fingers through his semi damp hair, asking quietly about his day. 

“i’m tired,” he mumbles as he looks up at you with so much love in his eyes. his hands rested on your waist as he rubbed and kneaded gently at the fabric covered flesh. “we have to leave soon again, you know that right? only for a couple days but we’ll be out of the country.”

“i know,” you pout a little as you settle in his lap. “that’s why i want to spend as much time as i can with you before then.” you start to rock your hips gently, after last night you were still very needy. 

“does that include fucking me whenever you can too?” he tilts his head as he gives you a big smile, one that showed off his dimples. 

“maybe..” you mumble, your cheeks heating up when cheol moves his hands to grope at your ass, squeezing it as he helps you rock against his hardening cock. 

“you’re so cute when you’re needy,” he mumbles lowly before he’s leaning down to kiss you. it was safe to say he was needy too as he leans back into the couch, bringing you with him as he kisses you harder. “just wanna be inside you now.” you giggle quietly when you pull away from his lips. he huffs as he tries to follow your lips, not wanting to be away from you for long either. 

“i need to take my pants off.” you wiggle out of his lap, earning you a scowl as he watches you untie the sweats slowly. “don’t look at me like that.” 

“i’m going to rip those fucking pants off you if you don’t get back in my lap right now and ride me till you’re filled with my cum.” it was safe to say you’ve never moved quicker in your life, the pants were thrown somewhere behind you as you settled back in his lap, his own pants were pushed down allowing his cock to be free. 

“suck a pretty dick.” you mumble as you watch him stroke it a couple times before running the tip through your folds. you bite your lip and whine quietly as you rest your hands on his shoulders to give you some stability as he pushes into you slowly, this time allowing you to adjust as he slowly bottoms out. 

“fuck, so tight,”  he groans as he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you flush against his chest. “and all for me.” you whine quietly.

“all you’re cheollie,” you bury your face in his neck when you experimentally rock your hips. “only yours.” 

“good,” he grunts as he lets you take the reins in setting the pace, allowing you to have that ounce of control because physically he was tired and just wanted to relax while you rode him. “all mine, just like i’m all yours.” he kisses the side of your head before you pick up your pace, your hips bouncing slowly as you find a rhythm you like. 

considering you were already dripping by the time he got home and he was pent up with frustrations from practice you both didn’t need a lot before you were falling apart. your hips rocked and bounced and circled around on cheols as you felt the muscles in his body relax and tense up again when his orgasm came crashing over him like a tidal wave. 

“fuck, y/n.” he moans as he squeezes you tighter in his arms, your hips unrelenting as you simultaneously helped him ride out his orgasm while chasing yours. 

your lips left open mouth kisses on his neck much like he did with you last night, your fingers tangled in the hairs at the base of his neck as your moans got whinier, breathier. you were determined to milk him dry. even when your hips started to feel sore you refused to stop moving your hips, wanting to ride till you were sure you were stuffed full. 

cheols face was buried in your shoulder as he pushed you down on his cock one last time before he stilled you, the overstimulation was making him go fuzzy with warmth. he holds you in place like that for a couple minutes, allowing you to messily leave love bites all over his neck till he was sure the makeup artist was going to hate him come time to perform in a couple days. 

“i’ve missed you, did i ever tell you that yesterday?” cheol finally speaks when you finish sucking at his neck. 

“yes, a million times as you walked through the door.” you giggle, squealing when he stands up abruptly, his softening cock slipping out causing a mix of your cum to drop down your thighs and into his shirt. 

“well i’m going to tell you a million more times as we go shower and have dinner.” he smiles as he kisses your cheek before hoisting you up higher in his arms so he can reach down and fix his pants enough so they don’t fall and trip him as he carries you to the bathroom. 

and as he starts the shower and undresses you he mumbles a million ‘i missed you’’s and while you pee, before stepping into the shower, he orders you guys dinner that’ll hopefully arrive just as you guys are finishing up. (it might get cold sitting outside the door though because cheol underestimates just how insatiable you both as as he fucks tou properly up against the glass shower door).

#svthub #seungcheol smut #seventeen smut #seungcheol x reader #choi seungcheol #seungcheol

[strawberryama]

Favors

younger, tiny fem reader x hotaru haganezuka~

content : age gap!!! (early/mid twenties reader. If you arent comfy with that/dont like it, just dont read it. Easy as that.), lil bit o blood /Hotaru cuts his hand, tsundere-ish? reader, fingering, squirting, one (1) cunt slap, “good girl,” i didnt beta read im sorry;;

Word Count : 3.2k

Minors DNI!! 18+

“Hotaru!”

The yell startled the daylights out of the man, freezing him in his tracks. If the shout wasn’t enough, the ice cold glare directed at him by the housekeeper surely would do the trick.

“I cannot believe you,” the young girl griped. She quickly grabbed the older man’s by the arm, leading him around the corner of the veranda. For such a young thing, she sure had grip as strong as the ore Hotaru worked with.

“What is it this time?” he groaned.

______ quickly came to a halt, huffing up to him in disgust and frustration. “Are you trying to upset me? Or are you truly that dense?”

“Me?! You’re the one grabbing me and yelling at me!”

“Take your mask off for one second maybe and you’d get it through that thick skull of yours!”

Hotaru’s voice immediately rose in pitch, mocking the girl. “‘Take your mask off’…nag, nag, nag! You say that like I wear this for fun!”

Sick of the bickering, ______ reached up for the clown mask. Surprisingly, Hotaru didn’t put up much of a fight as it was shifted to the side of his face. Not even when the soft palm of ______’s hand pushed against his cheek, directing his attention to behind them. That’s when he finally caught sight of what she meant.

A trail of dark red drops had followed them, letting all in the building know of Hotaru’s whereabouts. Looking to his arm that ______ held onto, he saw a deep wound in the palm of his hand. He must’ve gotten it while working. Normally something like that was hard to miss, but he was the kind of man to submerge himself entirely in his work. He wasn’t too shocked, but he’d normally remember a cut like that.

“Idiot,” ______ muttered as she moved his mask back over, covering his face. She wasted no more time, tugging Hotaru into the kitchen.

“Sit.”

Hotaru’s arm was finally released once he sat upon a little wooden stool. For once, he had no retort. The housekeeper was as feisty as he was, but he knew she was just trying to take care of him. So Hotaru sat patiently, waiting with his palm up.

Truthfully, he felt a bit bad for dragging his blood all over the veranda. That would be her job to clean up. He knew even if he offered, she would refuse. It’s not like she’d let him help with dinner either. ______ was even more stubborn than him. But still, she did all the work. That was why she worked there, of course. That way everyone could focus on their work without living in shit conditions.

Hotaru’s gaze met ______’s as she knelt before him, gently taking his hand in her smaller one. In her other hand, she held a wet rag. ______ wiped up all the excess blood that spilled from the wound. As she applied a bit of pressure, Hotaru studied her face. She was pretty cute he had to admit; the way her tongue poked out a bit, and the scrunch of her eyebrows as she concentrated. Fuck…she adorable.

“______, why haven’t you taken a husband?”

The girl didn’t even miss a beat, not looking up. “Why haven’t you taken a wife? You’re much older than me.”

“I’m thirty-seven!”

“Exactly! So mind your business!”

______ set aside the wet rag that now was dyed red, reaching for the bandages she set besides her. At first, she was gentle, not wanting to put too much pressure on the wound. It seemed only superficial but having more blood seep out would only make a bigger mess. That was the last thing she wanted; especially with the veranda to clean after this.

“______. Are you seeing anyone at least?”

“No. Are you, old man?”

“I’m not that old!”

“Then why haven’t you married and had kids then? Hm? By now you should be on your, what? Third kid, at the very least?”

“And you should be on your second!”

“Why does it matter to you?!”

“None of your business!”

The more they bickered, the tighter ______ wrapped up Hotaru’s hand. But after his last comment, it shut down their argument. As she came to the end of the bandage, ______ was more gentle.

“______,” Hotaru began for a third time.

“What?!”

“It’s too tight…”

She gave a bit of a huff but quickly unwound the bandage. ______ was more gentle this time, getting it just right. This time Hotaru allowed her to focus, no longer provoking her. With the accurate amount of attention given, this time around, the bandage was wrapped not too tight, not too loose.

______ gave a gentle pat to his hand before pushing off her knees to stand up. “There. Now be more aware next time. I’m nothing special and can’t heal or whatever. I’m just a housekeeper.”

Hotaru sat still on the wooden stool, staring at his hand. He flexed his fingers, gently opening and closing his fist. It was easy to move with. This was far from the first time ______ had patched someone up. And now that he was thinking about it, she missed a step.

Raising from his seat, Hotaru held his hand out, palm up. “You missed the last step.”

Setting the bloody rag in a bucket, ______ turned to him, eyebrow raised. “Uh…no I didn’t?”

“Yeah. You did.”

“Enlighten me.”

Fuck. Hotaru could feel his face warming up. He didn’t think about her asking what it was. But it’s too embarrassing to say. “You have to-!” Fuck fuckfuck!!! His voice cracked.

“Ahem. Kiss it better.”

The bewildered look on ______’s face slowly morphed into one of embarrassment. Her cheeks turned red and she couldn’t even find a witty retort. That was something she only did for the younger kids in the village. Since when did this old man expect that of her?!

But at a loss for words, she took his hand in both of hers. ______ couldn’t even look up at him. She quickly lowered her head, softly kissing his palm wrapped up in the bandages. As fast as she went down, she came right back up, avoiding all eye contact.

Turning towards the bucket with the rag, ______ grabbed it in haste. “G…Get better.”

She quickly made her way out, returning to the trail of blood on the veranda

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Hotaru’s hand healed up just fine and quickly much to everyone’s relief. A cranky Haganezuka was never a pleasurable experience, but a cranky and injured Haganezuka was even less desirable. He thankfully was back to work though, and his first assignment was done already.

It was late in the night when he’d finally finished, and truthfully, this was the first time Hotaru was unsure of something he’d made. He had made plenty of beautiful swords; never once did he doubt them or their craftsmanship. But this - this was something new. Something he wasn’t entirely certain of. What if the recipient hated it? What if they thought it was stupid? Even worse, what if they wouldn’t accept it at all?

Hotaru had left his mask behind cause of how late it was, certain that it’d simply be those within the village around. He approached a specific room with light foot steps, noticing the lantern light was still glowing. Perfect. She’s awake.

Without even announcing himself, Hotaru slid back the shoji. “Excuse me, ______-“

Never in his life, had Hotaru made a larger mistake, nor a more embarrassing mistake. The very moment he stepped inside he was met with a high pitched shriek and a pillow to the face.

“Get out!”

This was the first and the last time, Hotaru decided then, that he’d ever be nice. He grabbed the pillow, practically growling. Throwing it right back, he yelled, “Do you mind? I’m trying to be nice!”

Once the pillow left his hand though, he finally got what exactly cause ______ to shriek. Her kimono was undone and she was in a compromising position, to put it nicely. Hotaru felt his face heat up instantly. In fact, his whole body was on fire. He had to act fast before someone else walked by, or someone came over wondering why ______’d yelled in the first place. The only problem was Hotaru’s brain had completely shut off.

His body moved completely on its own. It stepped into ______’s room fully before shutting the sliding door.

“Calm down! Calm down! I am so sorry,” Hotaru panicked. He began to kneel down, trying to bow deeply as an apology.

All the while, ______ was trying to cover herself and preserve what little dignity she had left. To be caught with two fingers as far as they’d go into her cunt was embarrassing as is. But to be caught like so by one of the most attractive men she’d ever laid eyes on, was even more psychologically damaging. And now he was bowing before her, forehead at the edge of her futon mattress.

“Get up. Please, this is the worst! This is so embarrassing!”

. . .

. . .

It took a moment but the pair eventually settled down and sat face to face. Though neither of them could really look each other in the eye. The tension was so thick that it was suffocating.

It wasn’t until Hotaru cleared his throat that the silence was cleared. “I made you a gift.”

______ perked up a bit, tilting her head. “Wh…Why?”

“A-A, ahem! A thank you for all the work you do, and for taking care of my hand. I made you a hair pin.”

“A hair pin?” ______ sounded so soft. Hotaru’s heart nearly stopped when he looked towards her and saw the look on her face. She was precious. The look of wonder and surprise suited her well. It made her look adorable.

Hotaru slowly took the wooden box out from his sleeve, setting it on the floor for ______. She didn’t hesitate to reach for it. Her eyes lit up as she opened the box and marveled at the jewelry. It was simple, but it was gorgeous. Hotaru had made a silver hair pin with a crescent moon at the end as decoration. It must’ve taken him forever. This was so different from the swords he forged. Nonetheless, it was flawless and clean, just like his other work. It was beautiful.

“Th…Thank you, Hotaru. It’s stunning!”

She had the purest smile; a smile that Hotaru hoped wouldn’t leave his memories any time soon. If he got to see that smile everyday, then he’d keep fighting for another day, one at a time. He’d decided right there and then, ______’s smile was his motivation for anything and everything.

“I’m glad you like it. It’s late though, so I’ll let you return to your…activities,” he mumbled the last bit. Hotaru began to stand up but felt a soft hand grab onto his wrist. Mid-stand, Hotaru looked down to the younger woman, eyes wide.

“Actually, would you…stay?”

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That was how Hotaru came to his current situation. A situation he’d had impure thoughts about, sure, but never thought would happen.

Sat in between his legs was ______, kimono open and sliding off her shoulders. Her face rested against his collarbone as she tried to hide her embarrassment. She was the one that had boldly asked if he would ‘lend a hand.’ Yet here she was, whimpering as one of his hands fondled her left breast. All the while, his other hand ran circles over her inner thigh.

“You’re all bark and no bite after all, aren’t you?” he chuckled. He was putting up a good front, but inside, Hotaru was also malfunctioning. How was it even possible for her skin to be so soft?! And the little whines that left her lips were driving him up a wall! Focus, Hotaru! You’re just gonna help her, then head to your room for the night, he told himself.

“Hotaru, I need you,” she whined breathlessly.

“Where’s your manners?”

_______’s hips jolted as Hotaru’s hand grew closer to where she needed him. “Pl-Please! Please, Hotaru!”

“There you go.”

Hotaru wasn’t always the most patient despite his craft, so once he got what he wanted, he gave in. This scenario was no different. His callused fingertip dipped into her folds, running up and down slowly. He collected her slick, trailing up to her clit, gently rolling it a few times.

The moan that left ______’s throat, pleading for more, was heavenly. Hotaru wasn’t going to make it without cumming in his pant if she sounded this good now. He wasn’t even a finger in yet. He was getting aroused at the thought of what she may sound like when he gets two fingers into the tight cunt.

He applied more pressure as two of his fingertips drew circles over that oh so sensitive clit. Each movement elicited a breathy whine or throaty moan from ______. Each one got more and more needy. This wasn’t enough. She wanted more from Hotaru. She needed more from him.

______ tilted her head up, eyes pleading with him. And while Hotaru wasn’t too experience, he could see what she was silently asking for. Which he was happy to supply. He craned his neck down, his lips meeting her own with a soft grunt. Hotaru began to flick ______’s clit side to side quickly, swallowing every whimper of hers. He began grinning into the kiss as he felt her body shaking against his broad chest. She was so damn sensitive.

Breaking the kiss with a sigh, he let out a deep chuckle. “You’re so needy.”

“Inside, pl..please. I-I need you inside,” she panted.

“I don’t know. You’re already so sensitive, ______,” Hotaru teased.

“Please! I can handle it! I promis-! Ah!”

A sudden sharp slap to her cunt interrupted _______, causing her to jump. The pitiful, helpless look in her teary eyes was enamoring. He wasn’t planning on teasing her too much, but Hotaru was in love with that look. It was one he never saw during the day. He already knew this had to be his favorite side of her; a side that only he got to see.

Hotaru let out a dramatic sigh, looking down at the housekeeper. “I suppose, since you said please, I can indulge your request. After all,” he began. He spread her pussy lips with two fingers. “you’re so wet. You’re a good girl and can handle my fingers, right? You wanted me to stay cause they’re thicker and longer, yeah?”

______ gulped, nodding. She was practically salivating at the thought of what his fingers would feel like. “M-Mhm..”

“Good girl. I’ll start slow.”

And just as promised, one fat, long finger began to prod at her tight hole. Her cunt wrapped about his finger as he gently pushed in. Even Hotaru let out a groan at the tightness, causing ______ to feel lightheaded. God, his moans are the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, she thought.

______’s slick was practically dripping down Hotaru’s hand at this point. As he began pumping his finger in and out, ______’s moans only got louder. Her fingers couldn’t reach as far as his. And just one finger was nearly the stretch of two of hers. Everything about Hotaru was bigger and better in the best way possible. His pace began to pick up steadily, causing her hips to grind to meet with it.

Then the calloused pad of his fingertip hit a spot that had ______ yelping, breath hitching. Figuring it was just a fluke, Hotaru experimentally curled his finger like he just had. The shudder that left _______’s body was sinful. The broken moan was hot. He needed more.

Hotaru was relentless, his free hand wrapping about her waist to press her firmly against him. With each curl of his finger, ______ would squirm and whine, tears of pleasure building up. It only sent her over the edge each time her hips pressed into his palm, clit grinding against the heel of his hand.

“W-Wait! Hah! H-Hotaru! Please-“

Her cries fell on deaf ears though as the older man was out of it. Hotaru was allowing for his body to take over, intuition trying its best to make ______ feel good. Was it too soon to add another finger? Hotaru’s body didn’t let his thoughts fester for too long, deciding on its own.

Eagerly, Hotaru added his ring finger, forcing it into ______’s cunt. Her walls ached at the stretched and she threw her head back against his chest. ______ grabbed Hotaru’s thighs, nails digging into the meat of them.

“H-Hotaru, mm!”

Hotaru took advantage of her head being tossed back, slotting his lips perfectly into hers. He groaned into the kiss, ______ whining in response. She let out a muffled squeal as she felt Hotaru’d released her squirming body only to add more and more pleasure. His fingertips began to attend to her swollen clit again, rolling the abused nub.

There was so much stimulation going on. She was going to drown in the pleasure. She was going to go absolutely brain dead. The only thought on her mind was Hotaru. Hotaru. Hotaru! Hotaru Hotaru Hotaru!

His name came out in a jumble as she felt her vision get splotchy. She was hot and couldn’t keep up. Both of the thick, strong fingers were curling into her tight cunt. The noise they made was obscene. It almost threatened to drown out the moans that Hotaru let out, right in _______’s ear.

“Cum,” he panted softly. “Be a good girl and cum for me”

“Mm!”

_______’s head began to shake back and forth, unable to take the pleasure she was being given anymore. She let out a choked whine and her vision filled with splotches. Her dripping pussy squeezed even tighter about Hotaru’s fingers and he was forced to stop pumping. His other hand never stopped flicking her clit though. Not even when the clear liquid squirted out and all over his arm.

Hotaru watched in awe as the younger girl writhed under his touch, cumming about his fingers and squirting onto him. He did that; he’d made her feel this good.

He finally let up, giving her abused cunt some room to breathe once ______ stopped squirting. Her grip on his thighs loosened and she slouched in exhaustion against him, gasping for air.

There was one thing that the sword smith was curious about though. The thick, creamy fluid that coated his two fingers. He didn’t even give ______ time to stop him before him stuck them in his mouth, tongue swirling about and lapping up every drop. ______ weakly reached up to his arm, whining in protest but it was too late.

“Tasty,” he murmured as his fingers popped from his mouth. “Perhaps next time, I know what I’ll be partaking in.”

“…’Taru..”

Looking down with a grin, Hotaru chuckled. “What?”

______’s arm that reached for Hotaru’s hand fell. She was still catching her breath after the orgasm he’d managed to rip out of her. She was truthfully a bit surprised her eyes were still open.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.”

“Thank you.”

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Snuggled up to Hotaru as he carried her bridaly beneath the veranda in the cold night air, ______ sighed softly.

“It truly is a wonder you’ve not taken a wife, old man.”

“And I suppose,” he mocked. “it’s a wonder you’ve yet to take a husband, after all.”

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[jqhotchner]

quest

eight

being back in in your old house has brought so many memories. you had just stepped foot back. it smelled the exact same but the decor was very different. it felt inviting. you missed being home.

aaron helped you carry the kids inside. the plan ride and the ride back home caused the kids to fall asleep quickly.

you and aaron discussed on buying a bigger house. he wanted to kids to have space to move around. currently you lived in a three bedroom apartment.

“sorry it’s a mess. when i left home i didn’t expect to be gone to long.”

you shrug your shoulders.

“it’s not messy, aaron. you’re just a clean freak.” you joked.

he chuckles. “yeah! but don’t act like you’re not either.”

the two of you stayed in silence for awhile. you and aaron had put the kids in your shared bedroom. well—you had no idea how the sleeping arrangements would go.

of course you’d love to sleep in the same bed as your ex husband—but you didn’t want to overstep. If he wasn’t ready for that yet you’ll respect his decision.

“does jack know im here?”

aaron hums. “yeah. but he doesn’t know he has siblings. with everything that happened i forgot to mention them. it was just so nice hearing his voice.”

“cant believe my babies ten now.”

aaron nods in agreement. “gotta lot of catching up to do.”

your heart broke when he said that. you knew it was a dig the way he said it. you knew aaron needed time to forgive you completely. you just hoped in the end the two of you would work things out.

when jack gets home he runs quickly into the house. he misses you so much. he just needed to see you to believe you were home.

he hears music in the kitchen. he carefully walks in and spots you cooking dinner.

“mom?”

you turned and gasped. your little boy not so little anymore. you wanted to cry.

“oh? my baby’s all grown up.”

jack runs to you and hugs you tightly. “i miss you. please don’t ever leave again.”

you kiss the top of his head. “i swear it. gonna make this family work.”

jack nods and he lets go. you gently grab each side of his face before kissing his forehead.

“there’s something your father and i wanna tell you.”

“what is it?”

just as you were about to speak you see tiny little feet coming your way. it was your oldest daughter.

“brudder, mamma?”

you nod your head.

“when i left i found out i was pregnant.”

“i have a sister?” jack asked excitedly.

“two actually! and a little brother.” aaron makes himself known.

jack was super excited to have siblings. he always wanted a little brother or sister. now he has three siblings.

“jack meet isabella, theodore, and aurora.”

“hi! im your big brother.”

“brudder?” theo grabs jacks hand.

aaron walks over to you and grabs your hand. it was the first physical contact the two of you had.

it’s been three months since you’ve been home. aaron had still been cold to you. you understand and you tried to keep patient.

but it was very frustrating. almost as if he didn’t trust you. and maybe he didn’t. but you came this way to try and work out your relationship.

just felt like you were doing it alone.

aaron was currently out on a case. you kept the house in order while he was gone. you cooked, cleaned, made sure jack did his homework, kept the triplets entertained, went shopping. everything you could think of.

when aaron arrived home you greeted him with a simple smile. he had his signature scowl on his face before spotting the kids.

“daddy!”

aaron picked up each of the children and kissed their cheeks. aaron adapted well to having four kids. it was tough but he made sure his children were happy and healthy.

you knew by just looking at them what you were going to suggest would break his heart a little. but you thought it was best. just until he was ready to work on your relationship.

“i missed you so much.” aaron tells his kids.

“miss you, daddy.” aurora states.

“dad!”

“hi, jackster. miss you too bud.” aaron hugs jack gently.

“did you catch the bad guy?” jack has been asking him this question since he found out his dad put bad people away.

“sure did bud!”

“cool. mom? what’s for dinner?”

“ordered a pizza. mama is tired today.”

jack nods understandably before heading back upstairs to his room. you watched as aaron play with your kids.

when dinner arrived you all ate at the table together. mostly you feeding the kids while aaron and jack eat as well.

once everyone was finished it was time for bed. you and aaron got made sure jack took a shower as you started to bath the triplets.

when everyone was in there respective beds you sighed before walking to your shared bedroom with aaron. although you two weren’t sleeping in the same bed.

for the last three months he had been on the couch. only coming into the room before the kids woke up.

“may we talk?”

aaron turned to look at you. he hums. you sit down on the bed.

“i think i should move out.”

“what?!”

“i said i think—”

“i heard you! why?”

“aaron, you barely even look at me. i get it, you’re upset i left, but—”

“you think that’s why im upset? because you left?”

you frowned. “well, yeah.”

“yn, im upset because i hurt you. im upset because you left without even telling me about your pregnancy. im upset because i wasn’t there for the birth of our kids.”

“so, you’re made at yourself? i don’t get it. what’s with all the snarky remarks then, aaron?”

aaron sighs. he sits next to you and grabs your hands. it felt good to have him finally touch you. you miss him deeply.

“im just—im projecting i guess. im hurt that i hurt you and instead of admitting my faults im hurting you even more. im sorry, love.”

god you missed that. him calling you his love. you’d do anything to keep this relationship sacred.

“where do we go from here?”

“ive been looking into counseling. i think we both suffered a lot the two years we were apart. especially you baby. with losing two dads and learning your mom had been held hostage all this time. i think you need to talk to someone and i need to get my shit together.”

you never considered therapy. mostly because you had someone to talk to. rather that be your parents, aaron, your siblings, emily or penny. there was always someone there. but as you think about everything, aaron had a point.

“okay.”

aaron kisses the top of your head.

“but could i make one suggestion?”

aaron nods. “can i sleep in the same bed as my husband. i just want him to hold me at night. i miss that.”

aaron smiles and nods.

“let me take a shower. then ill be right back to hold you, love.” he kisses your forehead once more before getting up and heading to your shared bathroom.

you watched him and smiled. knowing that the two of you would be okay. that’s all that mattered to you. him and your four beautiful kids.

like i said, slow burn but not too slow!

i thought this was cute!!

aaron opening up to us in the end. he’s such a man 🤤

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[luminiscented]

could you make hcs for ninja [+ pixal, morro and harumi] and their ideas for their s/o? i love your work sm,<3

ninjago characters x their perfect gn! s/o

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Pairing: Ninjago characters x gn! Reader

Status: none

Summary: The perfect partners of each character (mentioned above)

Warnings: none

Type: headcanons

Note: I'm sorry if Harumi is a bit ooc!! I haven't really watched a lot after seasons 7 and 8!! Thank you for the request though!! IM VERY SORRY ABOUT THE DELAY!! IT'S EXAM SEASON AND I'VE BEEN HAVING SOME PERSONAL PROBLEMS!! :((

Lloyd

♡ Lloyd has a very unstable life, so I'm sure at one point he'll crave a partner who's very down to earth, but still has that kid in them!!

♡ Despite him being a warrior and a leader, Lloyd is very fragile. He can take just that much stress and hurt so he'd need you to be his safe space.

♡ In my eyes he'd need someone careful and gentle, but still someone who could be a kid along with him,,, someone who's willing to stay despite everything and listen to him. Someone to take him in their arms and shush him sweetly whenever the pressure gets too much,,

♡ Kai is a very outgoing, confident, fiery person, but behind closed doors he lets himself be the exact opposite. I see him having a partner that is ready to accept both of his sides,,

Kai

♡ I honestly see him dating a chill confident person who rolls their eyes at his pick up lines, but in the same time I see him having a s/o who's a bit nerdy and their eyes just light up whenever their favorite topic is brought up,, he's over there lovestruck while you gawk about your fixation,,,,

♡ Reassurment is constant with Kai - from both ends of the relationship and it means the world to him that for once he could get taken care of instead of always being the older brother, the caregiver, the parent

♡ YOUR SUPPORT WOULD KEEP HIM GOING!!!!

Cole

♡ A very simple, very very sweet guy, so I think an equally sweet s/o would definitely catch his attention!!

♡ If you have a thing for cooking, you're already his biggest crush

♡ I see Cole as a touchy person and he would def love it if your love language was physical touch and acts of service

♡ He's used to being the muscle of the team, always doing the heavy lifting, so it would be a relief to get pampered and taken care of after a tough mission,, he would melt if you took the time to tend to every scar,,,,,

♡ A sweet chill s/o would definitely be the perfect pick, since I think he would value stability a lot in his life.

Zane

♡ Zane's perfect match would be someone very patient and gentle!!

♡ He'd love a partner who's just as curious as him and someone who's willing to be patient with him,,,he doesn't have a very good grasp on all things romantic, but he's trying his best!!

♡ Zane really loves quality time over everything else!!

♡ Zane would be head over heels in love with someone who's very intelligent and interesting!! Bonus points if you're an artistic person,,,he tries his best to understand art and he enjoys it a lot!!

♡ He'd love a S/o who loves cooking or trying out new food, also one who loves to go out on small private romantic dates!! It's his type of thing, but he would be open to a slightly different type of outing if that's what you're into.

Jay

♡ He'd love a very energetic s/o who's just like him!! If you're into tech and stuff he'll be over the moon!!!!!

♡ Jay loves a sweetheart who could comfort him and reassure him that he isn't too much and that he's doing a good job,,

♡ If his s/o is into poetry he'd be smitten,,,yes of course he wants to hear what you wrote,,,,,

♡ Jay is the type of guy to want a very dynamic relationship with a lot of fun and surprises and dates!! He's always thinking of ways to surprise you and make you feel appreciated!!

♡ Physical touch and gift giivng are his love language!! Prepare to be smothered in kisses on a daily basis and have a ton of handmade gifts!!

Morro

♡ He is in denial to the very end.

♡ He isn't very vocal about his love, but he's like a puppy trust me,,

♡ Morro'd love a peaceful s/o,,, someone who could balance his temper out and keep him down to the ground. A calm partner would definitely be his best match. He would be very passionate in his love, just like Kai, so he'd appreciate a bit of spice as well.

♡ He's very into intelligence!! He is also head over heels for some confidence and cockiness.

♡ Morro pretends he's a very tough unlovable guy even after getting reformed, but the truth is that he's fragile. He's been that way ever since he was a kid, so he's not going to trust you with his emotions in the beginning. He needs constant reassurement even if he doesn't say a word about it. You need to pick up the subtle signs by yourself if you want to figure out what's with the change in his behavior.

♡ Make him his favorite dish, give him some cheek and chest kisses and some kind words and he's not going to leave your arms for the rest of the day. Make him feel appreciated and enough and it's going to be returned tenfold.

♡ This man will adore every single thing you do.

♡ Quiet dates are his thing, even if it's just laying in bed cuddling he's there and fully engaged. He'd love a fancy date tho,, you get a bit from both worlds.

♡ Quality time and physical touch are Morro's type of thing, his hand is always around you - rubbing your shoulder, holding your hand etc. His hand is on your waist outside and you're always getting kisses on the top of your head.

Pixal

♡ If Pix is in a relationship, she'd be fully invested, so she'd want a partner who's fully engaged as well.

♡ Her projects and work are very important to her, but you always come first.

♡ Pixal would be the type to fall for a person that takes interest into her own interests, or if it isn't their type of thing, pay attention to her, ask her questions, try to engage, show interest and she's going to appreciate you sm!!

♡ Her love language is gift giving and acts of service, but she's going to melt for some sweet words and reassurement!!! Sucker for pillow talk!!

♡ I feel like she'd love physical affection as well, especially cuddles!! Stroke her head and kiss her cheeks while letting her feel your body warmth and pixal will be so happy!!,,

Harumi

♡ She WILL treasure you and adore you every day!! Fresh flowers included!!

♡ She's pretentious and bratty and no one can truly please her you're perfect how are you doing this

♡ She's going to be protective of you, surely.

♡ She'd love to do things for you to express her love, since I think she isn't going to be the best with words - cleaning your room, doing your makeup, making you food, memorizing your medicine or your hair products etc etc.

♡ She'd be head over heels if you made her home cooked meals,,,,Harumi would love a partner who celebrates all her accomplishments with her and also one who looks after her even if she pretends she doesn't want to be,,, she's fussy, but painfully in love whenever you take care of her bruises or fix her makeup if it's smeared before she goes out,,,just little things like that make her day better,,<3

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[damiansgoodgirll]

Okay I seen your prompts and I gotta request my boy Damian. A smut with Damian priest where the reader hadn’t had much experience with sex so can I request “Does this hurt?” And “let me look at you” with a soft smut with Damian Priest? Thank you love!!

damian priest x reader

reader is so me not gonna lie 💀💀💀 but here we areeeee

‼️ soft smut with this bae

Let me look at you

you’ve never had any sexual experience in the past. not because you didn’t want to, you just never met the right person.

boyfriends were something you never really cared. you wanted to have fun with your friends and achieve all your goals so you never cared if you had a boyfriend or not.

but growing old you saw your friends getting married and having kids and you were - there.

being the auntie of the group, being the funny and single friend and even you started hating it.

why couldn’t you find someone who loved you?

everything changed when you met damian. he was kind and patient with you, he was loving and affectionate and you couldn’t ask for more. he loved you for the way you were and when you told him that you still had you v-card, you thought he would make fun of you or that he would laugh about it but he respect you and never shamed you about it.

“are you sure baby you want to this?” he asked you while you were both laying in bed. you told him that you wanted to have sex with him and even if he got immediately hard he wanted to be sure you wanted this.

“i do damian…i love you so much and i trust you…i wanna do this please” you looked at him with your doe eyes and he was a goner before you could even speak again.

“fuck…” he whispered under his breath.

he immediately got on top of you, helping you laying down better over the pillows.

“let me know if you want to stop okay? we’ll do everything you want to do, im not gonna force you to do something you don’t want to…you just gotta let me know if something is making you uncomfortable, okay princesa?” he asked and you said yes.

everything started as slow and passionate as possible, nothing new to you. he was kissing you like you’ve always loved. his hands moving from your face to your body, making you shiver a little.

“can i remove your nightgown hermosa?” he asked and you said yes. it took everything in damian’s power to not bend you over and fuck you like a whore. when he saw you naked, he almost had a heart attack. all you were left in was your pair of white panties that were making damian’s head going crazy.

“mierda…” he whispered. he was how your nipples were reacting to cold air and seeing them growing hard was making damian lose all the control he had “you’re making me crazy baby…te amo” he whispered lowering his lips to kiss your neck and collarbone.

his lips moved lower and lower until he took one of your nipple into his mouth, making you gasp. everything that you were feeling was new and very pleasurable. nothing compared to when you did things by yourself.

his other hand moved to tease your other nipple, making you whimper a little more.

“i can’t wait to taste you baby…i bet you taste sweet” he said while his lips moved closer to your center. he was quick to remove your panties and throw his face between your legs.

it was like he already knew you because he knew what buttons to push. you were already a moaning mess but when he inserted his middle finger inside of you for the first time you felt like heaven.

“does it hurt baby?” he asked when he realised how tight you were.

“no…just go slow please”

“of course” he said before attaching his lips and tongue back to your clit while his finger was teasing your walls.

“oh fuck…” you moaned when he hit a certain spot inside of you.

“i love this but i want you to come on my cock hermosa…” he slowly removed his finger and licked all of your juice off of it “yup…it’s delicious” he said making you smile. he was quick to undress himself and in that moment you realised that it was actually happening.

“dam…” you called him.

“is everything okay?” he asked “we can stop if you want baby”

“no…i don’t want to stop…it’s just…will it hurt? i’ve heard that it hurts the first time…” you were a little scared.

“probably…you will feel like a burning sensation but i’ll go away..i’ll make sure you won’t be in pain okay?” he said kissing your cheek.

“okay…can you go slow? please…” you were scared now.

“absolutely baby and if it hurts to much i’ll stop…i want you to feel good not in pain…” he was comforting you and you were so happy to have found someone like him.

he slowly dragged his cock between your wet folds to get him wet so it would slide in more easily. he lined up and slowly pushed in, making you feel everything. it was burning and damian saw the way you were feeling from the way you closed your eyes. once he was all in he waited for your signal to start to move.

“are you okay mi amor? let me look at you…” he said and you slowly opened your eyes.

“it’s okay…burning a little bit…please go slow…”

“i will i promise” he said and so he did.

he moved slowly and deep inside of you. his hands found yours and he was holding them like his life depended from it. his lips were never leaving your face, whether it was your cheek or your lips. he was making you feel loved and that was enough to bring you over the edge.

you came hard squeezing his dick and once you were calm again he slowly removed his dick from you just to cum all over your chest.

he was amazing afterwards. cleaning you up, making sure you weren’t in pain and making sure you were hydrated. he gave you your favorite drink and your favorite snack. he helped you change into something a little comfier than a nightgown and he scooped you over his lap when you picked the movie you wanted to see.

he was everything you wanted and more.

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