#in this scenario the wife is a beard

[vibingandsimping]

More random intimate positions/scenarios! Pt.2

Morally grey/villain characters this time!

Forewarnings: Dark content… including things like ownership, stalking, gore + obsession. Some pure fluff though :)

(I apologize for this being considerably longer compared to the others. I have been playing some more plus researching the lore. I feel more confident in my understanding of the characters and my writing.)

Gortash had his fingers wrapped around your chin as he beckoned you to look at him. You’re sat in his lap with your hands rested atop his shoulders. His expression is content with how closely pressed you are to his body. He could savor your warmth and read you so intimately. His brown eyes meet yours with a certain warmth laced in all the unwavering dominance. His lips quirk into a smirk as he watches your poorly built facade begin to crumble. His spare hand runs along the small of your back slowly… beckoningly. He'd be the hero of Baldurs Gate soon. He'd have all the power he dreamt of as a boy. Don't you wish to share that with him? His chest purrs when you keen into his touch. Good. He knew you could be a pretty thing for him. Such a formidable foe and he’d have you right by his side.

Minthara had her arms wrapped around your frame protectively. No matter how large or small you were in comparison. She was determined to hold you and plant some sort of reassurance into you. The way she regarded you was not that of any other. No, you were special to her and the woman realized it may not be so clear. She may be a cruel and a standard "drow", but beyond that there was an affection for you within her heart. She plants a kiss against the back of your shoulder-blades and it draws a shudder. Her muscles tighten around you as she presses her face into your shoulder, hot breath washing the junction of your neck and the flesh of your shoulder. You resist a second shudder. Unbeknownst to you, she’d follow you even if it was fruitless. Nothing was shaking her now that she was wrapped around you.

Orin's blade travels down your chest. It was gentle yet sharp... she wasn't particularly aiming to harm you but the thin streak of blood was enticing. The wound was so shallow it barely bubbled- just enough to alert her she broke the skin. Everything about the way she gazed at you was unhinged. You knew if she had pupils they'd be dilated. She draws her face downwards and laps at the tender flesh while you draw a shaky inhale. The whispers of praise and wishes for more barely reached your ears beyond the thrum of your heart. The slimy feel of her tongue worming it’s way up to your collarbones hitch your breath and you watch carefully. Each movement breeds more anticipation- she was soaking in your torment. She was wicked, truly, she devoted herself to you. You’d never understand her… but did you have to?

Ketheric’s hand laced with yours as you walked to his side. He was laid on his throne with open thighs as he acknowledged your presence. The man was aged and once a father. Well, technically still but Isobel regarded him with disowning. He long burned that bridge from his desperation and despair. You entered his life and turned things around. Everyone in Moonrise had never seen him so soft since he lost his daughter and wife. You took a seat on one of his thighs as he drew your hand to his face. His lips planted a gentle kiss on the back of your hand and then along your wrist. His beard tickled and caused you laugh, struggling against his hold as he stubbornly refused to let you go. When he finally did his lips were quirked upwards and there was a twinkling in his eye. He never thought he’d take a lover again… so he was glad when you broke down his walls. He’d once curse you for being persistent but now he’d praise you for it.

Raphael tugs on the invisible leash that was wrapped around your neck. You jerk forward on the bed as you kneeled with palms balancing you on the lush fabric. His wings were on grand display as his typically slicked hair tussled ever so slightly. Expression dark and expectant as you slowly crawled toward him. His brows furrowed as he tutted impatiently, a leg swinging out to hook around your thigh and jerk it underneath you. You collapsed as he drew you towards him with little patience. You now sprawled across his lower abdomen and crotch as his chest rumbles in amusement. Your skin burned with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment. The hold he had on you, literally and figuratively, elicited a deep part of your brain. One that wished so carnally to be claimed… to be owned. Raphael would see to that, he promised, with one hand stroking your hair. You were such a sweet thing… and if you weren’t so persistent he’d lock you up for himself.

Kar’niss thought of you as a blessing. Truly, a drider like him didn’t deserve such an angel. He was supposed to be punished for all eternity for his shortcomings. He failed once and will never see to being a normal drow again. That’s why it didn’t make sense for him to be rewarded- but who is he to look at a gift with ungratefulness? He always holds you so tenderly… his body shockingly cold. He’s restless today, you note, as his eight legs skitter and his hands curl at you. There’s a flittering look in his face. A hunger he tried to conceal. When you question, he answers truthfully, drider need to feed on blood to survive. Every four days or he’d succumb to weakness and eventually die an empty husk. You offer yourself and he checks you for any hesitancy before diving in. He pierces the flesh with his sharp nails before indulging in the crimson that flowed. Between suckles and licks, he praises you for your generosity. Endless ‘thank you’s’ flow as much as your blood. He’s sure he’d never fallen deeper in love… or was it infatuation?

Haarlep knew their affection for you was essentially forbidden. Raphael handed you as a toy to them. Nothing more and nothing less- they should regard you only for his entertainment. They somehow found themselves wanting to indulge in your mind rather than your flesh after some time. It was your softness that first stunned them and foiled their pure-desire. Raphael never touched themself with such… they could barely find the word. Gentleness? Regard? They’d lay with you after your shared bliss and inch their nails down the side of your hip as you detailed your life. With a hand propping their head; they seemed enchanted. Mesmerized by how simple yet complex of a creature you were to them. Haarlep was a succubus and spent their life serving that purpose. They almost felt jealous of the freedom you held in life. They couldn’t help but find themselves fantasizing a life where you two lived in better circumstances. It was all a fantasy, though, they knew it with a bittersweetness.

Durge had always watched you from afar. Stalking, following and admiring. You caught their gaze amongst the crowd as they deliberately chose their next victim. You would’ve been easy. You didn’t hold yourself with a particular air in the ranks of Baldur’s Gate. Another citizen lost to the crazed killings of a maniac. It wasn’t until you’d noticed you had a secret admirer did your hackles raise. You could feel a pair of eyes on you at the most inopportune times. Then, came the letters at your doorstep detailing how they defied their nature. You could’ve been another hung corpse but instead they wished to wrap their mind around your heart and their lips amongst your neck. A shiver ran through you… a mix of disgust and a strange intrigue? Surely it was the way the letters were so detailed and deranged. You would’ve ignored it all until the stalking emboldened. You saw their figure in the window at night and through the alleyways. It was only a matter of time before they struck and claimed you as theirs. You’d simply have to keep an eye over your shoulder and hold a dagger close. If you could even strike them, that was.

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[not-sleepys-blog]

Nanami is a girl dad CANT CHANGE MY MIND -🌯

Girl dad Nanami

Content: Girldad!Nanami, fluff , multiple scenarios

Word count: 1k

A/N: I wrote this high as hell on laughing gas so this isn't proof read at all

You already had Nanami wrapped around your finger, so when he found out that you were pregnant with a baby girl, he already knew that she would be a mini you meaning double the trouble and double the love.

Scenario No.1

“Dada!” Your daughter yelled as she clumsily ran to him as he sat in his office. He had forgotten his lunch at home so you decided to stop by his job before running errands. Nanami scooped up his baby girl in his arms, his coworkers giggling at the usually stoic man becoming a softie for his wife and daughter. “Well what a surprise.” He said as he held your babbling child in his arms, planting a kiss to your temple. “You forgot your lunch this morning so me and Nova thought we should bring daddy his lunch before we went to the mall. Isn’t that right Nova?” You asked your giggling child. Nanami who thanked you and Nova for bringing his lunch as he placed Nova on the ground earning a pout from her as he took his lunch. “You said you were going to the mall?” He asked pulling out his wallet. You nodded, humming in response as you now held your child. “Here.” He pulled out four crisp one hundred dollar bills. “Get you and Nova something alright?” He said handing the money to you. You looked at your daughter who was enjoying the attention from Nanami’s co-workers. “hear that baby? Daddy just paid for our shopping spree”

Scenario No.2

Your husband has been working over time and been going to work early meaning he didn’t have enough time to shave his stubble which turned into a mini beard. When he finally was done with overtime and came home at a regular time instead of supper late. He was able to catch Nova in the living room watching Bluey while you prepared dinner. He decided to approach your daughter so he wouldn’t disturb your cooking. He picked up Nova which earned a laugh from her. She turned to give her daddy a hug but froze. Who was this strange man? Daddy didn’t have hair on his face. Nanami’s face contorted into confusion as his baby girl started to cry. He tried to console her but it only made her tears worsen. He put Nova on the ground and she ran to you screaming, her round eyes filled with tears as she pointed to Nanami. “that’s not dada!” She cried as you picked her up. You looked at Kento then your daughter then back at Kento again. The gears in your head turning before you realized that Nova hasn’t seen your husband with facial hair. You rubbed her back as you tried to explain that was dada. “Nova baby, that is dada.” she shook her in refusal “Dada doesn’t have hair on his face!” You giggle slightly as your eyes flicked to Nanami who looked upset his daughter wasn’t being her usual affectionate self with him, then back to your daughter. “Yes he does, dada cuts his face hair off in the morning” you explained as you went back to cooking dinner as Nanami went to shave. When he came back with a fresh shaven face Nova’s eyes lit up as she pointed to Kento “Mama! Dada’s back!” She squealed as she ran to Kento who picked her up placing kisses on her face

Scenario No.3

Kento had sent you to a spa so you could relax. You did a lot for the household and he wanted to show you that he appreciated you. That’s how he ended up stuck with Nova for a few hours while you were pampered. Nova had gotten in your makeup and wanted to make dada pretty as if he couldn’t get any prettier . He tried to convince her to do something else, he offered to color, go to the park, and make cookies to which she refused. Kento sighed and let his baby girl make his face pretty with colorful eyeshadows and lipstick. When you came home from your day off as a mom you were greeted by your daughter and your embarrassed husband right behind her. Kento had pink and purple eyeshadow all around his eyes, contour for blush and a bright hot pink lipstick. You looked at Kento and laugh as your daughter hugged your legs “mama I made daddy pretty!”

Scenario No.4

Nova and you was sitting on the floor of her playroom, painting each others nails when Kento came in to see what you were up to. Nova carefully got up so she wouldn't mess up her wet nails and held her hands out for him to see. "Daddy! Mama made my nail pretty!" She giggled as Kento took a look at her nails, a different color on each finger. "Yes, very pretty princess, mama did a good job." he said as he smiled, patting her head before she sat back down. You looked at the nail polish in your hand then at your husband. "Hey Nova wanna paint daddy's-" Kento cut you off with a shake of his head "No absolutely not. I have an important business meeting in a few hours." Nova who chipped in, looking at her dad with puppy eyes "I wanna paint your nails daddy! Please daddy?" He glared at you as you joined in with the puppy eyes and pleading. "Yeah, please Ken? let us paint your nails." Not being able to say no to his girls, he caved and sat next on the floor, you and your daughter giggling as you guys got to work on his nails, his heart warming at the sounds of his girls laughter. He went to his meeting with his left hand neatly painted and his right hand painted messily. He ignored the confused stares and silent giggles as he presented to the board. Having his nails painted made his girls happy so he didn't care. His girls happiness was the only thing that mattered to him.

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[sunny44]

We don’t like it

Pairing: Dad!Mason Mount x wife!reader

Warnings: nothing I guess

Summary: Where Mason’s wife and daughter didn’t like when he shaved his beard.

Today I decided to do something I didn’t do for a long e time.

Shave my beard.

I’ve always been proud of my beard, It was my personal signature and something he'd nurtured for years.

The thick, well-groomed facial hair had become an integral part of him. Yet, there was one recurring scenario that made me hesitate every time I think of shaving it off - my wife and daughter reaction.

So today as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, razor in my hand, I couldn't help but wonder how the girl’s would react to this. My wife, Y/n, was undoubtedly the most vocal critic.

She claimed that it made me look hot and super attractive so she obviously didn’t like when I shave.

As the shaving foam covered my beard, I remembered the countless times my wife had protest when she sees me without the beard.

My daughter also didn’t like me without it but it was annoying me so much that I could wait any longer to shave it off.

But I had been contemplating this change for a while now. I knew my wife and daughter would initially be surprised, maybe even upset. However, I also believed they would eventually adjust to me with a clean face.

With a deep breath, I began to shave. As the beard disappeared bit by bit, I caught glimpses of my face that I didn’t even remember how it looked since I was with this beard for months.

Once I finished, I examined my clean-shaven face in the mirror and It felt strange, almost as if I had lost a part of myself but it was also liberating in a way I hadn't anticipated.

When I walked into the living room, I was met with a mixed reaction.

My daughter chocked, not sure how to react to this sudden change in her dad's appearance. But my wife, on the other hand, looked surprised but then broke into a smile.

"Wow, you look so different!" she exclaimed.

My daughter Lily got out of my wife’s lap, after a moment of uncertainty she came running to me and I took her in my lap and she began to run her little hands over my face, feeling my face without the beard but with a look of curiosity.

“I don’t like it.” She says after taking of her hand of my face and my wife started laughing.

“What, why?”

“I just don’t like it daddy.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know.”

“And what about you babe?”

“Well I didn’t like it either.” She says coming towards us. “You look hot, don’t get me wrong but nothing looks better on you than the beard. And you look so young that people may think your under 18.”

“Oh come on, I don’t look that young.”

“Yes you do Mase, your face used to look like this when we met 7 years.”

“I don’t look like I have 18.”

“Yes you do and you know that.”

“I’ll remember not to shave next time since my two girls hate me.” I said being dramatic and Y/n laughs while my daughter looks scared.

“No, I don’t hate you daddy.” She’s says hugging me tight.

“I know you don’t baby and I love you for that.” I kissed her cheek.

“Well don’t shave it next time please.”

“Yes daddy.” Sebe agree with her mom.

“Okay girls I won’t.” I kissed my wife and we sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

Bonus scene!

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“My girls didn’t like me without the beard.”

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[soapybutt17]

Lost In Ikea

Summary: John was a patient man, but he had his limits. That includes having to navigate his way around a maze you called IKEA and the impossibility of having to put the bloody bed together—his patience was even shorter after being interupted twice and a broken bed as an aftermath. Character: John Price x F!Wife!Reader. OC Daughter (Katherine Price) Word Count: 1,066 Chapter Warnings: General Chaos. John gets cockblocked twice. Unedited. Lol. Author's Note: for @glitterypirateduck;s O'Captain! Challenge Scenarios:

4. Lost In IKEA 55. Someone gets walked in on (doesn't have to be sexual) 89. Shopping for a new bed.

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The frown has marred John’s face the moment he had placed the car on park and he was greeted by the annoying blue and yellow signage. It still confused him to no end why you insist on buying a bed in IKEA when he could make one himself.

“Are you excited to go to IKEA?” The gentle baby talk lingered besides him as he turned towards you whose attention was solely on your six month old daughter on the car seat.

It was another special occasion for the three of you aside from buying a new bed for them, you had also decided that it was time to invest on some more furniture and decoration for the baby’s bed.

John grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly got out of the car, following his wife as you handed him the sling carrier to carry your daughter. Without another word, he placed his daughter onto the carried on his chest and was greeted with the lovely grumble of his pride and joy.

“You’re the only thing keeping me sane now, Love.” He whispered gently kissing on top of her head before following his wife through the towering blue and yellow entrance.

The sprawling maze of Scandinavian furniture loomed before him like a daunting labyrinth, and he could help but feel a surge of irritation bubbling within him. Why can his wife just allow him to make the bloody bed or more specifically fix the one they had broken last night instead?

“Can’t we just order online like normal people?” John muttered to himself, his voice barely audible over the chatter of shoppers around. He honestly hated being surrounded by people and having to act hyper vigilant because of it.

You turned to him in amusement, but a sympathetic glance lingered, you know all too well his disdain for crowded stores and aimless browsing. But you also know him enough to know he hated online shopping just as much.

“Come on, John. We’re just here for the bed and some decorations for Katherine’s bed.” You tried your best to reassure him.

But as you three continued to venture deeper into the seemingly endless aisles, John’s frustration only intensified. Every turned seemed to lead to yet another showroom, each meticulously staged to showcase the latest in minimalist design. He couldn’t help but scoff at the idea of spending hours wandering through fake living rooms and bedrooms.

"This is ridiculous," John grumbled, scanning the maze of shelves for any sign of escape. "How can anyone enjoy this?"

You chuckled rubbing his bearded cheek before kissing him on the cheeks, knowing there was only one way to placate him and his stormy mood.

“How about this,” You began pulling him towards one of the less populated showrooms. “How about once we’re finished with shopping for the bed and decorations, we can bring Katherine to your parents’ house for a few days so we could handle fixing the bed and redesigning Katherine’s room?” You wiggled your brows knowingly.

John was slowly cracking at the proposition.

“Three days. One day for creating that bloody bed and two days of whatever I want.” He proposed.

“How about a week and we fly your parents and Katherine to Disneyland?” You offered.

“Deal.” John shook your hands sealing the deal and your fate for the weak.

Even with the deal in place, John could not hide his annoyance. Meandering through the store, his annoyance grew with each passing moment especially when you three had found yourself walking in circles for a couple of times. The endless stream of shoppers, the blaring announcements over the intercom, and the overwhelming array of choices left him feeling claustrophobic and irritable.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity and the growing irritable baby on his chest, they had reached the checkout line with their items at hand. John let out a sigh of relief, eager to finally escape the chaos of the store.

“We are never setting foot in an IKEA again.” John muttered to you as soon as you three had exited.

“I hope you keep your word and keep the bed sturdy.” You pointed out knowingly.

John rolled his eyes, not wanting to remember the reason behind the broken bed in the first place.

~

Last Night

“Get out!”

John was close to a coronary at this point. It was the third time tonight that someone had interrupted him with his wife and he was ready to shoot anyone else that would try barging into his bedroom without bloody knocking.

“I told you to lock the bedroom door.” You giggled finding the whole thing amusing. Even with you barely clothed at this point just as much as him, you were barely affected by the fact that Gaz had seen the two of you almost having sex.

John had wished he had never brought the three to his home, he had wished no one knew about their relationship, and he had wished that his wife was not so hospitable as you were right now even after the incident that had now become a common occurrence when everyone was off base.

If only he could turn back time.

“If I had known that those Muppets didn’t know how to knock I would have.” He muttered, the mood now dampened with annoyance of being interrupted.

“Just lock the door and fuck me already.” You giggled, nudging him with your foot and he somehow sprang back to life at that.

Wasting no time, he got up and locked the door before jumping right back into devouring you. You were a giggling mess as he began to strip you of what remained of your clothes.

Even before John could begin, the sound of Soap’s laughter and the crying that came soon after from their daughter had finally sealed the deal that the moment was ruined permanently for the night.

“Bloody fucking hell.” John couldn’t help himself from cursing as you burst into fits of laughter as you stood up and slid on your night robe and opened the door to tend to your crying daughter and attempt to scold Soap from keeping it down.

Slumping his full body into the bed in frustration, the last thing John would have ever expected to happen was for the bed to give out under him further sealing his fate for the night.

“God fucking damn it.”

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[f10werfae]

Welcome to @f10werfae's library of Henry Cavill💫 Enjoy your stay!

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

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➼ Heart Warming [*/☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Things get a bit hot when Henry uses his magical methods to comfort Y/n ;)

➼ Birthday Cake [☁️/Slight🌧]

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Reader)

:When everyone bails on Y/n's birthday, all seems to be doomed, but not for long

➼ In Sickness and In Health [☁️]🌟

(CEO!Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Y/n tells a white lie, which ticks Henry off, in the most caring way

➼ What About The Game? [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry introduces Y/n to the world of rugby, not realising what he’s gotten himself into

➼ Dangerous Protection [☁️/slight🌧]

(Mafia Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Welcome to the life of Henry and Y/n Cavill, the most powerful couple in the whole of Europe and maybe even the world. Watch their romance bloom along with their son Charlie

➼ For Kal, Of Course [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Interviewer! Reader)

: Henry falls head over heels for someone, over his dog??

➼ Period Pains [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

:Henry and Y/n clash on her period, but of course Henry always has something up his sleeve

➼ Brother Bear [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry and Y/n adjust to their new life with their newborn baby boy

➼ Another One?! [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry is at the premier for The Witcher season 2 and he also took Kal with him, meaning Y/n's been left unsupervised

➼ It’s The Little Things [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry Cavill realising Reader is the one when she does little things for him and Kal, showing that she truly loves and knows them

➼ Hospital Visits [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader)

: Henry injures himself and there’s only one person he trusts enough to look after him

➼ A Proud Boyfriend [☁️/slight * ]🌟

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Flight Attendant!Reader)

: Henry and Y/n are on two different flights, although Y/n knows better than to question the fact that Henry always gets his way

➼ Big Bear Hug [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: When Y/n gets asked to look after her best friend’s dog, she gets a lot more than she bargained for

➼ The Worst Days [☁️/Slight🌧]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Y/n can’t help but feel drained but Henry is there to be the master of distraction

➼ Beard Or No Beard? [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: reader is trying to brush and bath Kal, but he’s being a diva when it comes to the bath part and being playful. Later on, Henry asks her if she can help him shaving his beard, which at first, she doesn’t want to because she likes it, but he has to shave it.

➼ What's Your Emergency? [☁️/🌧]

(Fiance!Henry Cavill x 911 Dispatcher!Reader)

:Y/n has a challenging day at work and it all comes to blow, thankfully she has her own superman to come and save the day

➼ How Much Is Too Much [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell the best moments of what they see from Y/n and Henry's relationship

➼ Silly Me [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Singer!Reader)

:Innocent flirting between 2 stars + a cockblock James Corden =??

➼ Marvel VS DC [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x MCU Actress! Reader)

:Fans Retell their favourite moments between Y/n and Henry VIA tweets

➼ All Worn Out [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Movie night turns sauce ( not joking, might be the sauciest thing i’ve ever written)

➼ Henry Cavill Fatherhood Scenarios 🌟

(Dad!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1

➼ Sign of Love [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Deaf!Florist!Reader)

:Headcanon of you and Henry's relationship♥️ With a lot of flowers

➼ Handyman [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Pregnant!Reader)

: fans on social media are absolutely in love with Henry and Y/n's relationship, and can’t ignore the fact that the woman is stunningly glowing

➼ Doctor, Doctor [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell their favourite moments from Henry and Dr. Y/n's wedding movie

➼ Baby Doctor [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell the events of what’s going on in the Cavill fam, especially with two new arrivals, the twins Poppy and Lucy

➼ Video Star [*]🌟

(BF!Henry x Excamgirl!GF!Reader)

: After watching one of Y/n's old camgirl streams, a sense of dominance overpowers her boyfriend Henry

➼ Cavill Clan [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Primary Teacher!Reader)

: fans react to Henry's announcement that not only has he gotten married during lockdown, but there is a new addition to the Cavill Clan...a daughter

➼ Wedding Labour [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: doctor reader goes into labor at her and Henry’s wedding? The twitter reaction format please?

➼ My Wife is fine, thanks [☁️/slight 🌧️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: Some friendly and not so friendly fans, react to Henry and the reader’s 10+ year age gap

➼ Strawberry Shortcake [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Shy!Wife!Reader)

: henry cavill x shy! reader kitchen smut, pls! Apron + daddy + slap on the ass + cock sucking + gropping + size kinks

➼ Sleepy Snuggles [☁️*]🌟

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Henry loves on his cockdrunk girlfriend all through the night, especially during Christmas season

➼ Sugar Sweet Thong [☁️*] 🌟

(Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: After Y/n gets a new thong, away up in his cabin where no one can touch her but him, her wild man of a husband can’t keep his hands off her (Major Dom Henry)

➼ You’re Already So Sexy [☁️*] 🌟

(Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Henry has to uplift his woman after she has some major insecurities about herself and his pussy, but all she needs is him (Major Dom Henry)

➼ Quick, It’s BeReal [☁️*] 🌟

(Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Henry where his BEREAL goes off during sex and their friends react; reader has hickies all over her chest and neck and tied up

➼ Mr. Clingy and Kal [☁️] 🌟

(BF!Henry Cavill x Shy!Oblivious!Actress!Reader)

: Fans retell the moments of Henry and Y/n L/n’s relationship despite her being quite the opposite of him. (major clingy Henry)

➼ Two For One [☁️/*]

(Husb!Henry Cavillx Wife!Reader xHusb!Michele Morrone)

: When Y/n ends up in a polyamorous relationship with both of the sexiest men, it only makes sense for her to enjoy herself

➼ My Little Love [☁️/*]

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Short!Reader)

: they're at his parents house because she's meeting his family and one of his relatives says something about their size difference which triggers Henry's size kink (Major Dom, Loving Henry)

➼ No Panties Indoors [☁️/*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: Housewife Y/n can’t help but find her wild husband extremely sexy while he’s fixing another one of his projects (Major Dom possessive Henry)

➼ A Virgin’s Lesson [☁️*]

(Boyfriend!Dom!Henry x Virgin!Shy!Girlfriend!Reader)

: When Henry finds out his virgin girlfriend’s needs, and her fears, he takes it upon himself to teach her a finger or two(Dom Henry‼️)

➼ Kissies and Waxed [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Y/n gets all shy and adorable with her grumpy husband on their wedding night, letting him enjoy his waxed present(Dom Henry)

➼ But That’s Mine Hen! [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Pouty Y/n gets jealous when her grump of a man is approached by a certain woman; she can't help but stomp her foot and whine, showing everyone that he's hers and vice versa (Dom!Henry)

➼ Expect the Unexpected Baby [🌧️☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Pregnant!Reader)

:Henry breaks up with Y/n, only to discover he’s left something of his behind, his baby. Does he try and reconcile? or Does he just accept the path he’s made?

➼ Sugar Sweet Tongue [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

:Sweet little Y/n has caught the eye of the local lumberjack, and he gives her a lesson or two in tonguing and kisses

➼ Soldier Snuggles Butterfly [☁️*]

(pairing: Soldier!Henry Cavill x Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Henry comes home to his sweetheart, his butterfly, and she needs his touch to help her sensitive button get to sleep(Fluffy!Soft!Smut) (Emotional sex)

➼ More Kissies and Workouts [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

: Sweet shy little Y/n joins her new older boyfriend for one of his workouts, but can she keep up?

➼ Sugar Plum Princess [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

:Y/n feels a little under the weather after a snow day so Henry gives his sweet shy wife a taste of his special “medicine” (Major Dom Henry)

➼ One hot mama [☁️*] (Mechanic!Henry Cavill X Single!mom!Reader) :Henry becomes a daddy when a special woman enters his life, and his garage... and his home (DILF Henry) (Emotional!Henry)

➼ Baby Subway [☁️] (Husband!Henry Cavill x Shy!Pregnant!Wife!Reader) :Henry has to order for his shy pregnant wife when she wants a sandwich and he just has a cuteness explosion over her, and so do some fans (DILF Henry)

➼ Barefoot and Pregnant [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

: Henry and his cockdrunk wife go through an emotional love-making experience, after being pressured by her friends to give her husband a 'hall pass' because of her growing body (DILF!Henry) (Dom!Henry)

➼ Pregnancy on the Brain [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

: Now that Henry's successfully knocked up his precious darling wife, he has to keep an extra eye on her and their little miracle (Dom!Henry) (Emotional loving)

➼ Sugar Bun Cuddles [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Reader)

: while on her period Henry has to put up with a little more attitude than normal, whilst also cuddling his precious sweet girl, and making sure she's taken care ot, and baby Marly (Sweet!Henry) (Brat!Reader)

➼ Daddy’s Princess Fairy [☁️]

(Husband!Dad!Sy X Wife!Mom!Reader)

: Sy comes home to his newborn babygirl and wife after his last ever deployment, and he’s desperate to meet his tiny twin, and get into his wife’s panties (Dilf Sy)

➼ Sy, I am Backup [☁️]

(Captain!Sy x Girlfriend!Sniper!Reader)

: Reader is like a total badass super deadly sniper and she leads like a badass group of women who are also deadly soldiers. Anyways the ladies are called in to help rescue Sy and his team?

#romance #henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill oneshot #masterlist

[itsclydebitches]

Well I loved everything except for the ending-ending, which I (kinda) prepared myself for. Like, I have Thoughts™ about how unhappy Ted looks in that final shot :)))

Also all the Beard/Jane stuff??? Why was this toxic, abusive relationship played as a straight love story complete with an emotional wedding that Ted wasn't even there for? Because, you know, he's off in Kansas with only his son for company, given that the only other family we know about are his rocky relationship mother, his ex-wife, and her doesn't-care-about-football boyfriend. I legit had hope for a hot second as he rudely ignored the game, thinking Michelle would wise-up, leave him, and move to London so Henry could be near Ted... but no. We have that whole scenario laid out beautifully by Rebecca, people literally beg Ted to stay, the whole Richmond family comes together in perfect harmony... and he's left isolated coaching a kid's team without even his BFF anymore.

I don't want to delve into a whole analysis at 1:30 am and I definitely don't want to dismiss the whole episode based on our last few minutes because damn, there was a LOT I really, really liked, but this is precisely what I was afraid was going to happen. Your ending matters. The beat you leave the audience on matters and sorry, but leaving Ted alone -- a sensitive man with an anxiety disorder who has spent three years building a found family for himself -- because Real Fathers are there to ruffle their kid's hair 24/7 is just a shitty take imo. Thanks but no thanks, Ted got off that plane with Beard.

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso spoilers #mymetas

[calzone-d]

Close Call

pairing: Ted Lasso x fem!reader

warnings: car accidents, near death experiences, hospitals, surgery, angst

word count: 5.5k

summary: Ted gets a phone call no one could've prepared him for while at work.

a/n: this one's angsty, y'all! always a happy ending though! requests are always open, send stuff in anytime :)

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“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Mr. Ted Lasso?”

“Uh, yeah. This is him.”

“Mr Lasso, your wife has been in a car accident and is currently under our care here at Richmond Royal Hospital.”

Everything stopped.  “I-is she okay? What happened? Oh god, is she al-”

“Mr Lasso, your wife is currently in surgery, but we really aren’t supposed to give patient information out over the phone. We’d be happy to assist you further at the hospital. We’ll be able to give you more information at our admission desk.”

His hands began to tremble, and his voice was nowhere near steady. “O-okay. Thank you.”

Ted turned to look at his other coaches, unable to form words. Not like he needed to, they all heard his responses to the call. With a nod and a, “We got it, you go.” from Coach Beard, he grabbed his essentials from his desk and booked a cab to get him to the hospital.

In the backseat, it took everything in him to calm his breathing. He imagined your voice, how soothing it was, and how you always knew how to calm him down.

Oh god. What if this morning was the last time he’d get to hear your voice?

He quickly shook the thought from his head and jumped out of the cab as soon as he could do so somewhat safely. 

His feet took him quickly to the admitting desk, “HI, my uh, my name is Ted Lasso? My wife Y/N Lasso is here, y’all called me and said she was in an accident”. 

“Give me one second, let me take a look.”

Ted wrung his clammy hands together nervously as more horrible thoughts ran through his mind. He was spiraling, imagining every worst case scenario. 

“It looks like she’s still in surgery, sir. You’re more than welcome to have a seat in our surgical waiting room and one of the doctors will come for you when they have more information to give you”, she gestured to the bleak waiting room behind him. “Thank you”, he nodded.

The room was scattered with distraught people, and his anxiety didn’t decrease as he sat down.

Would you ever come home?

Would you remember him when you woke up?

What if you didn’t wake up?

Tears formed in his eyes as he remembered the way you snuggled closer to him after silencing your alarm this morning. If he knew this was how your day was going to go, he would’ve kept you in that bed for a week just to be safe.

By now, school was about to be let out, and he sent a quick text to Roy asking him to pick up Henry when he picked Phoebe up. 

Roy: “Want me to let him hang out at my place until you figure something out?”

Ted, still imagining the worst, was torn on what to do. He could send Henry home with Roy, but if things went south and Henry wasn’t here, Ted would forever feel guilty. He also knew you’d be wanting to see the blonde-haired boy if you woke up. On the other hand, he didn’t want to traumatize Henry by bringing him here. 

He decided to have Roy bring him, as he was old enough for Ted to explain what was happening and have an understanding of it. It was winter, and it got dark pretty early in the day. By the time Roy made it with Henry, it was practically dark, and the crease Henry’s brow matched Ted’s. 

"Dad what happened?"

The boy hugged his dad as soon as he was close enough. The hug was enough to make Ted’s calm-ish facade break, but he held it in, trying to stay strong in front of his son. “Well buddy, Y/N was in a wreck.”.

“Is she going to be okay?”

Ted looked up to meet Roy’s gaze before continuing, “I-I don’t know, Hen. All I know is she’s in surgery right now.” Tears filled Henry’s eyes and a few managed to escape. Before he could say anything else, Ted crouched down and pulled him into a strong hug. Ted let a few tears of his own shed as he buried his face into Henry’s hair. After a few minutes Roy cleared his throat, “I need to call Keeley”, and walked away with his phone to his ear.

Henry sat down next to Ted in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs. The pair sat in a fearful silence, not knowing what to say, or ask, or do. Henry’s small voice broke the silence, “Dad?”

“Yeah, bud?”

“Do you think Y/N knows I love her?”

Ted let out a watery chuckle, “Oh, Henry. She knows, and she loves you so much more than you know.”.

Henry silently nodded. “Loves you more than anything else, little buddy. You’re her favorite kid.”

Roy walked back through the doors and took a seat on the other side of Henry, “Keels will be here within the hour.”, Ted nodded. 

Before their conversation could continue, a surgeon entered the waiting room, “Lasso family?”.

Henry stayed in the chair beside Roy while Ted shook the surgeons hand. “I’m Dr. Oren, I operated on your wife.” 

“How is she? W-what happened?”, Ted was a nervous wreck, preparing himself for the worst while trying to hope for the best. “Well, Mr Lasso, your wife was in a pretty severe motor vehicle accident. She was driving through an intersection and her car was hit by an oncoming driver who was texting, and didn’t notice the red light.”

Ted’s eyes filled with tears for what felt like the millionth time tonight. “The other vehicle was going about sixty miles per hour and hit the driver’s side door of Y/N’s vehicle. The airbags deployed, but the airbags in your vehicle were ones that had previously been recalled, so when they deployed, so did a few pieces of metal. She has mostly superficial injuries, but one lodged into her neck, and barely missed her carotid artery. We had to do an exploratory endoscopy to ensure there was no internal bleeding and that the carotid was truly intact.” 

“Is she okay? Was it intact?”

The surgeon nodded as she continued, “Yes, sir. We have had to place her into a medically induced coma to attempt to reduce the swelling of her brain, but we expect to wake her up from it within the few days. She is currently being moved to a stepdown unit to recover from surgery and her injuries, but after her wound heals and our physical therapist sees her, we expect her to go home to make a full recovery. She’ll be in room 4209 on the fourth floor,”

Ted let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. 

“Your wife was very lucky, Mr Lasso. Most neck wounds of that kind don’t have the same outcome. The hospitalist will be in to see her as soon as she is awake and re-oriented, he will be able to answer the rest of your questions.” she nodded as her pager beeped, and she walked out of the room.

Before he turned to Henry and Roy, Ted took a deep breath to steady himself. When he turned around, he was already there. “Is she okay?”

“She, uh- She has a room.” Henry walked up and wrapped his arms around his father. 

“Let’s go see her, guys”

The three boys made a beeline for room 4209. Roy stayed with Henry outside, wanting Ted to scope out the situation before exposing Henry to anything too traumatic.

The nurse in the room turned to Ted as he shut the door behind him, “Hi, are you her husband?”. Ted smiled weakly, “That’s me”.

“Hi, I’m Josh, I’ll be Y/N’s nurse for the rest of the evening. We just got her settled in from surgery, and all of her vitals are stable right now.”

Ted remained silent as he took in your appearance; you had a breathing tube down your throat, a feeding tube down your nose, and what seemed like a million wires surrounding you. 

The nurse could sense Ted’s worry, “The breathing tube is breathing for her, and the tube down her nose is providing her nutrition since she can’t eat right now. The hospitalist wants to extubate her and let up on her sedation in three days, so assuming that goes smoothly, that’s when you can expect her to begin waking up.”.

He let out a breath at the mention of you waking up. You were pale, but looked so peaceful with your eyes closed in the bed. Ted didn’t know whether or not to be relieved at the sight of your chest rising, considering it was the ventilator doing the work. Josh finished re-adjusting the wires of your heart monitor before grabbing some hand sanitizer off the wall, “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to come to the nurses station or use the call button. We’re monitoring her vitals at the desk, so don’t worry about those.”

Ted slowly nodded, “Thank you.”

As Josh walked out, tears filled Ted’s eyes once more. He timidly approached the side of your bed and extended a hand to rest on your cheek. “Honey-”, he choked out before the tears finally fell. He sat down in the chair at the bedside and allowed himself to cry. His other hand grabbed your cold one, and he laid his head down to rest softly against your shoulder as he cried. 

What would they do without you?

It was hard to stop himself from thinking of the worst case scenarios, but he knew he needed to be strong for you and Henry. You wouldn't want them worrying over you. He chuckled weakly as he imagined how dismissive of your injuries you’d be. 

Would she want Henry to see her like this?

He brushed a hand over the top of your head and decided your son would be better off not seeing you with tubes keeping you alive; not when you had such a high chance of waking up. As the door opened again, Ted quickly spun around to see Keeley walking in. She looked distraught, and brought your favorite flowers to sit on your windowsill. No words needed to be spoken as Ted brought her in for a comforting hug, both of them longing for their best friend. 

Ted sniffled as he pulled away, “I’m gonna go talk to Henry. S’it okay if he stays with y’all tonight? I just planned on staying here and I don’t want him seein’ Y/N like-”

“Of course, Ted”, she gently smiled. He returned it as best as he could before slipping out in the hallway to find Henry and Roy.

“How is she, dad? Is she okay? When can I see her?” His eagerness to see you made Ted smile. He crouched down to Henry’s level, “I think it would be best if you went home and spent the night with Uncle Roy and Aunt Keeley tonight, buddy”

“But I wanna stay with Y/N”, his pout was hard to resist. 

“Y/N has a lot of medical equipment helpin’ her out right now bud, she isn’t awake or talking yet. It all looks real scary, but the second it’s gone I promise that you can see her all you want”

Henry’s voice went up a few octaves as tears formed in his eyes, “But I need to see that she’s okay, Dad”

“C’mere Henry”, Ted pulled the boy into a tight hug as he began to cry softly. He missed the comfort of the woman who’d practically taken over as his mother. Ted was a wonderful dad, but right now he needed to be held by Y/N.

“I promise you that right now, she is okay buddy. Her body’s restin’ while all those machines do the work for her, and the doctors plan to start wakin’ her up in three days.”

Henry held on to him tightly and shook his head in the crook of Ted’s neck.

 “No”, he whined, “She needs to come home.”. Ted’s heart broke as he pulled back to look into Henry’s eyes, their tears mirroring each other’s, “She can’t right now, Hen.”, now his voice was breaking too.

Henry began to cry harder, so Ted pulled him in to hold him once more and softly rocked him. He was racking his brain trying to imagine what Y/N would do in this situation. 

“If she could, I promise you she would be curled up on the couch watching bake-off with you right now, and y’all would be actin’ like y’all are the judges or somethin’.” his weak attempt at a joke did nothing to soothe the boy’s cries. Ted decided to just hold him until his cries weakened, occasionally pressing a soft kiss to the top of his blonde hair. When he settled down, Ted pulled away a bit. “You’re gonna go have a sleepover with Uncle Roy and Aunt Keeley, and hang out with them since it’s the weekend and you don't have school.”, Henry nodded. Tomorrow, we’ll figure out the quickest way for you to see Y/N okay? I know she’s gonna be lookin’ for you the second she wakes up.”.

The mention of seeing you made Henry break into the lightest smile. Ted and Henry said their goodbyes before Roy took him home. Ted popped his head back in your room to tell Keeley he was going home to get a change of clothes and a few more things, and to text him if anything happened while he was gone.

His heart broke a bit more as he looked around your shared home, seeing all of your items and pictures together. By now, he’d finally been able to quiet his spiraling thoughts, and was now primarily focused on taking care of you until you woke up. He gathered clothes and toiletries for himself, before moving to pack some of yours. He packed your favorite warm socks, pajamas and toiletries for when you woke up. On his way out the door he also grabbed your favorite fuzzy blanket and a family photo with Henry before loading up your (now only) car. 

Keeley left when he returned, wanting to be home in case Henry needed to talk to someone better at dealing with emotions than Roy. After she left, Ted pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and got to work on setting up your room. He turned the TV on for some background noise, swapped the hospital socks for your favorite ones, and draped the blanket over you. This time of year, you were always complaining about being cold. On your bedside table, he put the family photo you had insisted on having taken.

Ted pulled out the pull-out sofa and made his own makeshift bed with some pillows and a blanket from home. When the nurse came in to swap out your tube feed, Ted made small talk with him, and thanked him for taking such good care of you. He sent Roy a quick text and pressed a kiss to your cheek before falling asleep on the uncomfy couch. 

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The next morning, Ted was woken up by a high pitched beeping. He immediately jumped up to see what was happening and make sure you were okay. Before he could get to the call button a new nurse came in and introduced herself.

“Hi, I’m Leah, and I’ll be taking over for Josh this morning. The fluids in her IV are just ready to be swapped over, that’s what the beeping’s for.”

“So she’s okay?”

“Yes, her vitals are actually looking much better this morning. The doctor may try to extubate tomorrow, because the ventilator is showing she’s attempting to breathe on her own. Don’t hold me to that, though. We’ll wait and see what he says when he makes his rounds.”

Ted spent the morning making small talk with you and eating crappy hospital cafeteria breakfast. Around lunchtime, he decided it was time to try and brush your hair. It was still matted from the aftermath of the accident. He was gentle as he slowly worked the knots out, and when he was finished he put it in his best attempt at a side braid to keep it from getting tangled any further. 

He showered quickly and brushed his teeth, then called Roy to update him.

“Hello?” 

“Hey Roy, how’s Henry?”

“Alright, a bit down but Keeley’s trying her best to cheer him up. How’s Y/N?”

“She’s doing better actually, they might try to take out her breathing tube tomorrow, just depending on how things go. Don’t- uh, don’t tell Henry though, I don’t want to fill him with any false hope.”

“I won’t. Beard’s updated the team about what happened, so don’t worry about that. Want to talk to Henry?”

“Please”

There was shuffling on the other end before Ted heard his son’s voice, “Dad? Is Y/N okay? Is she awake?”

“Not yet, buddy. She’s doin’ a little better though. How you holdin’ up?”

“I’m okay, just worried about Y/N”

“I know, buddy”, Ted looked at the door as it opened to reveal the doctor, “Hey, bud, the doctor’s here so I’m gonna go talk to him alright? I’ll call you a little later, I love you”

“Love you too dad”

Ted put his phone in his pocket before shaking the doctor’s hand. “I’m Dr. Holt, nice to meet you. You’re her husband?”

“Yes sir, that’s me.”

“Your wife was in a pretty serious car accident, I’ve heard the surgeon explained all of the details to you?” Ted nodded. “We’ve put her in a sort-of medically induced coma because her MRI showed trace swelling of the brain, and this is the best way for us to keep the swelling down. Her ventilator is signaling that she’s attempting to breathe on her own, and as long as her oxygen saturation stays where it’s at, I’m comfortable extubating her tomorrow afternoon.”

“What about the swelling?”

“Her repeat MRI showed it's gone down, we just don’t want to move too fast. After we extubate her, we will still keep her pretty heavily sedated, but we’ll slowly start to decrease it.”

“Why are we keeping her sedated?”

“Well Mr Lasso, she had quite the traumatic experience, and in cases such as these, being woken up with a breathing tube in place and not being able to do anything only stresses the patient out, but can also prolong healing time and sometimes causing further issues. Once she is breathing on her own and has woken up, then we’ll move to taking out her feeding tube and beginning physical therapy. She’ll likely be very weak because her body is not used to being in bed for such a long period of time. Do you have any other questions for me?”

“I can’t think of any.”

“Great, we'll see you tomorrow afternoon, Mr Lasso. Here’s my card, please reach out to me if you need anything.”, the man handed him a business card before leaving. 

After the doctor left, Ted pulled up a chair to sit as close as he could to Y/N. He grabbed one of her cold hands, “I don’t know if you can hear me but, we need you to get better, darlin’. Me, Henry, Keeley, everyone. We weren’t made to be without you. You’re my best friend, Y/N, I need you.”, his voice was thick at this point.

“Henry misses you like crazy. Thought he was gonna punch me in the face for not lettin’ him see you like this”, his chuckle was weak. “Need you to get better and come home, sweet girl. I’m so, so sorry this happened to you.”, he cried into his free hand and wished for some sort of sign that you’d be okay. He swore he felt your hand twitch, but he was afraid it was just his imagination. He spent the rest of the day making small talk with you, the nurses, and sending out texts to update his Richmond family. 

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When he woke up and was readjusting your blankets the next morning, he almost fainted when he saw your eyes barely flutter open. 

“Y/N? O-oh my god-” he immediately hit the call button and the nurse was in there within seconds. “Sh-she opened her eyes, I was just fixin’ her blankets and then-”, the nurse cut him off. 

“Her heart rate shot up on the monitors, we think she may be trying to wake up.”, he stepped aside as the nurse began an assessment. As soon as the cold metal of her stethoscope pressed against your chest, your eyes shot open. They were wide and frantic as you looked around the room, and your heart rate only continued to rise as you felt all the equipment on, in, and around you. 

“Mrs Lasso, I’m Leah, your nurse.”, she put a comforting hand on your shoulder. Ted wanted to touch you, but it felt like he was frozen in place. “You were in a pretty bad car wreck, do you remember that?”

You nodded the best you could. “You’re in the hospital, we have a breathing tube inserted into your lungs right now, so try and relax the best you can so that it remains in place. I’m going to call the doctor now, and he’s going to be here to remove it, hopefully within the hour”, she glanced at her watch. Your eyes filled with tears as you took in your surroundings and registered the immense pain you were in.

Ted stepped into your view while you tried your best to stay still, scared of disrupting any of the invasive equipment. Tears rolled freely down your cheeks at the sight of him. He looked so distraught; cheeks scruffy from not shaving, bags forming under his eyes, messy hair from his hand constantly running through it. As you locked eyes, he stepped closer and took one of your hands to hold in his own. “Baby-”, his voice grew thick, “I’m so glad you’re okay. We were all so damn scared.”

You tried to speak but it was no use, your voice was shot from the combination of the tube and not speaking for a few days.

“Shh, it’s okay. Henry’s with Keeley and Roy, as soon as we get that tube out, he’ll be here.”, you weakly nodded as you winced in pain. Your heart rate wasn’t going down, between the pain and anxiety it wasn’t going down any time soon. Not being able to speak made you anxious, and your breathing quickened as you became dizzy. Before Ted could attempt to calm you down, the nurse came in with a syringe filled with medicine. 

“We’re gonna give her this, her heart rate doesn’t need to be this high, so this’ll calm her down.”

She pushed the medicine through your IV and stayed in the room until your heart rate decreased. As it decreased, your breathing evened out and you fell asleep again. Although it felt so nice to see you awake, Ted couldn’t stand the thought of you feeling so worried or in pain. 

The nurse informed Ted that Dr. Holt planned on extubating her at 3pm, so he called Roy to ask that he be prepared to bring Henry. 

When Dr. Holt arrived, he had a team of respiratory therapists with him, and a crash cart in case the event took a turn for the worst. The sight of the crash cart and the defibrillator pads being placed on your chest as a precautionary measure made Ted uneasy. His hands felt clammy and his own breathing quickened at the thoughts of the cart being used. Just as everyone had entered the room, you had begun to wake up again. This time, your heart rate stayed at baseline as Dr. Holt explained the situation to you, and told you that if you started to panic, he’d be unable to extubate you today.

It took everything in you not to panic, you had machines keeping you alive and you had so many questions, but the idea of holding Ted and Henry after this helped you to stay calm while the doctor prepared his supplies. The nurses had been slowly weaning you off the ventilator, so you felt little change as they powered it off. You had been breathing on your own for quite a while now.

When he pulled the tube from your lungs, it hurt more than you could’ve ever imagined, and as soon as it was out you began throwing up from the pain. Luckily a nurse had an emesis bag ready nearby, and it didn’t get all over the bed. Ted’s heart broke as he watched you, unable to reach you or comfort you as he stood behind the team of people there to make sure you could breathe. As your vomiting subsided, the doctor began asking questions and checking your vitals, ensuring you would be okay breathing on your own. When he was confident that you would be okay, he and his team left the room. 

Leah turned to you, “How are you feeling?”

“In pain”, you rasped, “Everything hurts”. 

“I’m sure, Mrs Lasso. I’ve brought you some medication that won’t sedate you, but should help with your pain. A speech pathologist will be in soon to do a swallow study with you, just to make sure you’re able to swallow efficiently before we let you have anything to eat or drink. Once she signs off, then we’ll be able to get that feeding tube out. Physical therapy wont see you until tomorrow, but if you’d like to try and take some small steps later that’s fine.”

“O-okay. Thank you”

She pushed more medication through your IV before leaving. 

As she left, Ted immediately took you into his arms. You held each other tight while you both cried. He pulled away and held your face delicately in his hands, “I’m so glad you’re okay Y/N, I was so worried.”

“I was so scared, Ted.”, you cried. “I remember lying there, but I couldn’t move, or breathe, and everything looked fuzzy-”, Ted sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you into him while you cried, grabbing handfuls of the sweater he was wearing. 

“I didn’t know if I’d see you or Henry again, Ted. It was fucking awful”, you sobbed into his neck. He was sitting so that you didn’t have to move much to lean into him, not wanting to put any strain on the wound on your neck. 

“You’re here, darlin’. It’s okay, you’re all okay.”, he whispered into your hair in an attempt to reassure you both. The two of you sat in silence while you held each other, just needing to feel one another there. Warm, breathing, and alive. 

After an hour or so of Ted answering your questions, the speech pathologist came in. She introduced herself and explained the process of the swallow evaluation to you before you got started. Ted stepped aside to call Roy and give him the okay to bring Henry.

When you had passed the evaluation, the nurse came in to remove your feeding tube. Ted watched, feeling guilty he couldn’t make you feel better.  It felt so nice to finally get to drink water, your throat had felt so dry. She brought you some applesauce to snack on before dinner, and Ted assumed his previous position on the side of your bed. You brushed out your hair, and brushed your teeth, wanting to look somewhat presentable. Ted helped you walk to the bathroom to wash your face and stretch your legs before you returned to bed.

As you got settled back against the pillows, there was a gentle knock on the door. Before you could respond, it opened to reveal your favorite blonde-haired boy and grumpy assistant coach. Your voice was weak as you exclaimed, “My Henry Bug!’, and opened your arms wide as he ran straight to your bed. He climbed up immediately and hugged you. You internally winced from the pain that came with moving, but didn’t want to do or say anything that would make him pull away. After he was satisfied with the hug, he didn’t pull away, he instead chose to stay in your lap and snuggle into you as you relaxed against the pillows. It was clear he hadn’t been sleeping well, just like his father.

His head laid on your shoulder, and he whispered a soft, “Missed you, mom. Glad you’re okay.”. Your eyes began to water, you had both of your boys here and you were awake. You held Henry tightly against you, and he relaxed in your hold as he let his eyes flutter closed. While you pressed a gentle kiss to his head, Ted pulled his phone out and snapped a quick picture. Once he returned it to your pocket, he sat on the other side of you and pulled you both in close for a big hug. You made small talk with Roy as Henry fell asleep against you, and he informed you that Keeley would be stopping by tomorrow. 

When visiting hours were over, it took everything in you to wake Henry up and send him home with Roy. As much as you wished he could stay with you, you knew the pull out couch was uncomfortable and he’d have a much better weekend with his favorite aunt and uncle. He stirred softly in your arms as you whispered his name, “It’s time to go home, lovebug. You’re gonna go back home with Uncle Roy”.

He nuzzled back into you, “Don’t wanna”

His stubbornness made you chuckle, “I know, Hen. But phoebe is so excited to see you, and your dad and I will pick you up the second we leave okay? It should only be another couple days.”

He sadly nodded against you before getting up and going to hug his dad. Ted held him tightly, and reluctantly sent him back home with Roy, but he didn’t leave without giving you another hug and warning you to “Not get hurt again”.

“Well I definitely don’t plan on it, Henry”, the two of you shared a laugh. That little boy had your whole heart. Once he left, Ted settled in next to you on the bed, and pulled you in for another hug. He took a deep breath and kissed your head. 

“We love you so much, sweetheart. Can’t imagine this life without you.”

You looked up at him with eyes full of tears, “I don’t want you to”.

Finally, he pulled you in for a kiss. Your lips were slightly chapped, but he didn’t care one bit. He wrapped two strong arms around you as you allowed yourself to melt into him. You felt safe in his arms, and wanted nothing more than to be at home with him and Henry. Quietly, you whispered, “Ted?”

He sleepily replied, “What’s up, buttercup?”

“I-”, you took a deep breath, “I want to try for a baby”.

Ted remained silent as he sat up straighter, pulling away to look you in the eyes. The two of you had agreed on trying for a baby at some point, he just wasn’t expecting right now. Not after the dramatic turn the past few days had taken. He would be lying though, if he said watching you hold Henry didn’t make him want an entire team’s worth of kids with you. His mind reeled with thoughts like these often; you pregnant, having another newborn around, Henry getting to be a big brother. There was no doubt in his mind that he didn’t want those things with you.

You weren’t exactly scared by his silence, you guys had this conversation many times before. Though, before it was just to make sure you were both on the same page. Now, it had direct intent behind it. 

“Y/N you are going to make me have a heart attack, and end up in one of these lousy beds.”, you both chuckled, “All I want is to expand our family. I’d love nothin’ more than to do just that.”, his eyes held nothing with love and desire for you as you nodded up at him. 

“Just, anything could’ve happened you know? Life is short, and I know for sure that I want more kids with you. I think Henry would be such an amazing big brother, and I am beyond happy with our marriage, I just don’t want to wait any longer.”

Tears had filled both of your eyes, and Ted cleared his throat. “But-”, you pouted, “After you get better. We need to let your body heal from all this, then we can have all the kids you want.”

There was no point in arguing with him, you knew he was right. “Even if I want 12 more?”

“Well then we’d be needing to talk mascots and team names”, you both laughed as you snuggled back against each other. 

As you fell asleep leaning against him, you knew you’d never take him or Henry for granted ever again. You were so thankful for your boys.

Thanks for reading!

#ted lasso imagine #ted lasso #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso angst #dad!ted #mom!reader x henry lasso #mom!reader #my writing

[frogchiro]

Your hcs about pierro and his behaviours like biting, purring, growling are insanely cute, but what about pierro who see his little wife copying him, and biting, licking the same way he does to her, because she wants to show love like his ppl did 🥺

nonnie i think i ascended to heaven bc of this, thank you because i was thinking about it too :((

f!reader, slight smut but nothing very explicit, slight cursing, feral pierro with an equally feral wifey being lovey-dovey with each other :(((

no but imagine that pierro finally, after many weeks of begging and pestering him, decided to allow you to accompany him on a *non-dangerous* fatui related mission that consisted of moving for a few weeks into one of the many fatui strongholds in some snowy middle of nowhere in snezhnaya and overseeing the training of recruits.

it's safe to say that pierro was less than pleased, unimportant matters like this could've been easily overseen by literally anyone other than him, even capitano who's the general of the tsaritsa's army. unfortunately orders were orders, and pierro couldn't really complain or protest against his majesty's wishes.

besides, since you, his darling little wife begged him so sweetly to let you accompany him and were ordered to stay either right beside him or in your shared tent, maybe this mission wouldn't be the worst. especially since his work mainly consisted of working his way through mountains of paperwork and that meant he got to spend most of his days inside his luxurious tent with you to warm him up during the cold nights.

like right now for example, the sun set below the horizon a long time ago, the area around the large campsite was pitch black, with the exception of the many fireplaces, torches and lamps inside the tents. it was long past dinner time, every soldier retired for the night, the only ones that were awake were the patrolling guards and the two lovebirds that currently tired to take in as much body heat from each other as one possibly could.

you and your husband were resting in a nest of various thick furs and blankets, the section of the large tent meant for sleep was turned into one big bed at the insistance of pierro, his only excuse being that since his queen was with him and you deserved nothing less than the best, he insisted that your stay was to be as comfortable as it could.

you already knew the drill but couldn't really say anything since the wooden pallets littered with everything that was warm and soft did make for a great bed, that combined with pierro's big burly warm body and his insistent affections made up a perfect scenario and a way for both of you to relax and unwind.

you giggled at the insistent nudging of your lover, the feeling of his nose and cheek rubbing against your neck and chest, the delicious friction of his beard agains your breasts quickly turning the laugh into something more breathy.

pierro smirked lightly at the sound and nipped your neck with his sharp canines, one of the large calloused hands who were currently holding you down and massaging your full hips snaked up you lightly grab your breast and gently played with your hard nipple.

your felt the loud purr coming from pierro's chest, all the nudges, nuzzles and tiny bites and licks from your husband gave you some ideas and this was the perfect time to put them to work.

you knew very well about the man's origins and what came with it, his anatomy. there was a time he was ashamed of it, such a calm, collected person behaving like some wild animal? all because of his heritage? unacceptable. well, at least until you came along and with much love and very much patience you were able to coax pierro out of the prison of his insecurities about his descent and embrace it, at least in the quiet intimate privacy of your shared space.

you wanted to show him that you accept your husband fully, with all his little quirks, and what a better way to show him you want and love him than to return them?

so before pierro could move his mouth down from your neck to your other nipple, your small hands quickly cupped his face and brought it closer to yours. the white haired man smiled at the thought of your innocent self wanting to kiss him and just as he was about to connect his lips to yours, you moved just out of his way to lick his cheek and give it a little nibble

you could see and feel pierro's response immediately as he went still, purring ceasing and all of his hot touches coming to an abrupt halt. a nervous shiver ran over your spine as many thoughts started to cloud your mind; what if you fucked up just now? what if it made your lover uncomfortable? or maybe it was terribly rude and you just crossed some ancient khaen'rhian boundaries when it comes to affection?

the panicked thoughts that ran through your mind came to an abrupt halt when pierro made a gruff confused noise, searching for your eyes as he delivered a soft lasting kiss against your cheek before laying down on the many furs, purrs ramping up as he tugs you close to him so you're laying on his broad chest. you're truly speechless at the sight of the tiniest of blushes on pierro's pale face, even more when he shows you his neck, one of the most vurnerable parts of a person and he willingly gives you access to it. you'd honestly tear up at the intimate gesture if it wasn't for the hot and loving atmosphere you two created in your den.

so with a smile you lean down you nuzzle your nose against pierro's jugular and the side of his neck, giving it a light bite before yelping at the raw strength your husband shows off when he throws you on your back so you're beneath his hulking form as his purrs are interrupted with a playful growl.

'show off', you mutter with an equally playful roll of your eyes before attacking pierro's neck with licks and bites as he does the same to you, his hips rolling slowly against you

let's just say that yes, the jester is very much appreciative of you returning his affections~

#THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE #THANK YOU NONNIE #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #fatui x reader #genshin impact fatui #pierro x reader #genshin impact smut

[melrosing]

MBO Robert's Rebellion: Episode 6

we are over halfway!! (through season 1)

in this one... barristan selmy really ruins everything for everyone and Aerys endures a tragic backstory that kind of comes too late because he was already a piece of shit. also, dontos hollard origin story!!!

Prev: Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3, Episode 4, Episode 5

Next: Episode 7

title for this one: Denys Darklyn Finds Out

We open in the Darklyn dungeon. Aerys sits chained to the wall, looking like shit. When the gaoler arrives to give Aerys a bowl of gruel or whatever, the squire Robin Hollard runs in after him to laugh at the king and pull his beard. When they eventually leave him in darkness, Aerys weeps :(

Opening creds :)

Back in King’s Landing: the King’s small council. How do we get Aerys out of this one? They talk through various eventualities, and in the worst case scenario it’s noted that should Aerys be killed, Rhaegar is ready to step up. Tywin’s face twists as he struggles to push this thought away

Rhaella, pregnant still, taking a walk with her ladies in the garden of the Red Keep. One of the ladies tells a simple joke, and it makes Rhaella laugh - abruptly, she seems stunned by her own laughter. Rhaella laughs harder, but it seems to be for genuine pleasure - she forgot what this was like

Time skip!!! Of approx. six months. Back to Aerys in the dungeon - we can tell time has passed because his beard has grown LONG and he looks like a sad wizard. The same kid as before comes in to give him a kick, but Aerys hardly retaliates - he’s weak, and seems close to giving up

UPSTAIRS: Denys Darklyn! He notes the ongoing siege outside, but offers his men encouragement - they have stocks enough to last them years, so the siegers (is that a word) best make themselves comfortable. The men are heartened. His wife Serala, sitting nearby, is sceptical: if they kill the king, they’ve written their own death warrants, she says - but if they were to free him, does Denys assume Aerys would ever forgive him? Denys looks mad at having been undermined, and his men look equally so at having had to listen to a truth they don’t wish to hear - from a woman, no less

Tywin approaches Duskendale, on his way to oversee the siege. Six months is too long, and Denys has refused his final demand to surrender the King. Tywin means to end this and storm Duskendale, but of course that risks Aerys' life - it's not a tidy solution. Riding with Tywin is Barristan Selmy: he has a Cunning Plan. What if he dresses up as a poor person and sneaks in? Everyone agrees it sounds stupid but what use is a kingsguard without his king? May as well lol

Barristan Selmy doing his thing: sneaking behind walls, quietly strangling men who get in his way, etc. real shit. Eventually he makes it to Aerys who is THRILLED to see him… but when Barristan looks at this man, shrivelled and pathetic, he can hardly remember why he risked his life for him. For a moment Barristan just stands there, staring mournfully, till finally going to the king to free him

Breaking out of Duskendale. Duskendale soldiers have discovered Barry and Aerys and surround them, but Barry’s laying on the Epic Moves - they’re getting out of there. Once they’re finally through, Barry takes Aerys to Tywin… who looks down at this wormy king with the most disgusted look on his face :\ Aerys sees it and hates him for it

Denys Darklyn watching from the window as the king’s men storm Duskendale - he gradually realises that somehow, they’ve lost the king. Eventually, the men make it to Denys, and take him; they take Serala, too

In the courtyard at Duskendale, where Aerys was first taken last episode. Guy has every member of house Darklyn and house Hollard assembled before him, and he is going NUTS. Everyone gets a gruesome death sentence!! the worst kind of oprah. Barristan at the sidelines, looks sicker and sicker with every verdict. When they finally reach the young Dontos Hollard, he’s driven to speak - he asks Aerys to spare the boy, and Aerys, grudgingly, does

Finally, there is only Serala of Myr. Aerys wonders aloud who she is, one of his soldiers informs him that the men of Duskendale consider her to be the woman who led Darklyn astray to begin with: he’s not been the same since he married her, they reckon. Really, this is all her fault. Aerys promises there are special punishments for such women

Later in the courtyard - most others have left, but Aerys stays, watching a pyre. He smiles - it’s doing something for him. Upon the bones of the body that burns, we see Serala’s Myrish jewellery, blackened

The following day, back in King’s Landing. Rhaella receives a missive, stating that Aerys is rescued, well, and on the Rosby road - due for return any day now. Rhaella forgets to breathe a moment, and then keels over

Aerys arrives in King’s Landing, and is directly informed that the Queen is in labour. Rushing through the Keep with Aerys, we arrive just in time to see Rhaella delivered of a baby boy. Aerys hooting in delight as the baby is placed promptly in his arms; on Rhaella, bone tired and painfully resigned - her brother is home

#asoiaf #sparknotes robert's rebellion

[assortedvillainvault]

Hello! I saw your requests are open, and I was wondering if you could write some headcanons either for Hector Barbossa or Davy Jones. I recently rewatched PotC and somehow fell for both of them <3 I can't really decide between them though, so I'll leave the choice to you for which of them you want to write (of course you can also do both but I don't want to ask for too much)

For the scenario I don't have anything specific in mind, I'd appreciate any cute fluff honestly. If you want some kind of guideline, maybe something along the lines "how they express their love for their s/o" (the reader can be female or gender-neutral), but if you have a different idea feel free to write that instead^^

I'd be happy if you can make something from my request :D

I am. SO sorry for how long it has taken for me to get to this request - thank you so much for your patience and I hope you enjoy some quality fluff for these crusty old men:

(I tend to write any x Readers as gender neutral by default)

Barbossa X Reader Fluff Headcannons

Barbossa, for all his grandeur and posturing, doesn't actually want you to be the meek pushover kind of partner.

He's an unrepentant drama queen with a childish streak and a love of games. If anything, what he wants is a partner with enough gumption to meet his antics head on.

AKA he wants to argue with you enough that you steal his hat, run around his cabin with him in hot pursuit and then snog under the stars once he catches you. Yknow. #JustCaptainThings

He's going to be dramatic 24/7. It's just his nature at this point. You can't change it. Jack is insane, Norrington is noble, Jones has a pout strong enough to put the sea itself on the housing market and Barbossa is waxing lyrical at the wheel while you turn a spectacular shade of red and the crew desperately avoids eye contact.

You're getting draped in the spoils of the pirate hoard whether you want it or not. Just waking up absolutely draped in pearls and jewels while he parses the rest of the stash for the right shade of silk to match your eyes.

He's a touchy guy. Wants you close by at all times if not all but draped over him. Will not hesitate to pull you into his lap. Get comfy.

If somebody has to gall to disrespect you he has two modes:

1. You deal with the offender yourself while he watches from the top railing - all but hollering 'That be my WIFE/HUSBAND/PARTNER!' and yeeting the nearest hat into the ocean as you break your assailants noses.

2. You're overpowered and he strides in with a spitting fury, pistols smoking as the offenders drop like bloody flies. 'That-' he seeths, sword drawn and held to quivering throats, '-be my Wife/Husband/Partner you mangy disgrace of a half-drunken curr.'

If Jack so much as blinks fliratiously at you Barbossa won't peel himself from your side for over a week.

Davy Jones X Reader Fluff Headcannons

It's barely noticable, the fact that you're together.

You can't blame him for keeping his distance and reputation up around the crew, his last disastrous attempt at love was quite literally the stuff of legend after all.

In private however, it's different.

He's getting more and more comfortable with letting you touch him - running gentle hands over coral growths, crab claw and eventually, his beard. Letting your facination and awe chip away at centuries of self loathing bit by bit.

He has a harsh exterior but the moments of softness, when they happen, steal your breath enough that you seriously reconsider that cutting his heart out dulled his feelings in any way.

He's teaching you how to navigate. Both via maps and by the stars. It always ends up more as cuddling and quiet conversation.

While you're on deck, Maccus (the Hammerhead shark first mate) will sometimes order you to the captains cabin. These orders aren't from Jones, who Maccus knows will avoid help until the sea boils into mist, but becuase the first mate has already recognised that you're good for eachother and he's sick of his Captain wallowing in self pity.

Maccus knows exactly what's going on between you two and is just praying that you hurry up and kiss in front of the crew already so he can stop covering for you both. A+ wingman first mate, honestly.

Over time, Jones's organ playing stops being endless renditions of Calypso's song and his theme for the Kracken, and instead shift to a new tune, one you and the crew are unfamiliar with.

It takes you weeks before you realise the halting notes and muttered scribbling is him composing you a song.

The first time the clear, bellowing notes of the organ boom out over the sea for you is the first time you see him smile to himself without a shred of malice and your hearth does a backflip - becuase That is the expression you vowed to bring about as much as humanly possible.

If you're apart, then letters. So many letters. Letters in little bottles, letter tied to floatring barrels, letters in bottles carried by octopi becuase the Kracken commands many tiny minions, letters that are smudged and spotty and full of love he can never seem to express in person. You send yours back the same way and they're guaranteed to reach him, no matter where the Dutchman is.

#thalassa responds #potc x reader #potc #hector barbossa #davy jones #I had so much fun with these I hope you like them! #x reader #pirates hit different ever and always

[vampirewalterskinner]

Bill

Thinks Mulder is selfish and placing Dana in danger constantly when Mulder is more preoccupied with Scully’s health and happiness than anything else.

Thinks Skinner is a good man with a good head on his shoulders. He’s not wrong, but is completely fooled by Skinner’s collected, serious, and “normal” façade to realize that Skinner also buys into all the alien and monsters theories and has some major problems. (Kept his wife a secret from everyone. Has PTSD. Probably has an alcohol problem. The favoritism allegations.)

Margaret

Thinks Skinner is too old for her daughter and is, frankly, tired of Dana chasing after older men. Especially her teachers/bosses.

Adores Mulder. He can do no wrong in her eyes especially after seeing how he behaved during Scully’s abduction. Thrilled that he’s close to her daughter’s age and very handsome at that. She finds his spookiness silly and charming. (Does not know what he’s basically a sex addict with a massive porn collection. Literally everything about him, I love him but he’s nutty.)

#the x files #walter skinner #fox mulder #dana scully #ot3: never beating those favortism allegations #i’m tired okay i think they’re all funny options

[spade-riddles]

Hey Spade, I don't know how much you know about fake PR stunts, but I know you've been on the Kaylor block for a really long time. Beards in the context that Taylor has them make more sense to me. Taylor was a sweet musical ingenue who needed to stay closeted, so she got a steady stream of boyfriends she'd just have to kiss in public a handful of times, take pictures with, etc. That sort of contract makes sense to me--a few years of sightings with the fake bf and then a breakup and everyone forgets about it. But in Karlie's case, there is a fake marriage AND children involved. This sounds like a really extreme contract. How did Karlie end up with such an extreme contract? (Although I do understand that children would necessarily get involved in Karlie's beardship if she's carrying them while she's still "married.")

There are celebrities who have done long term lavender marriages over the years. In Karlie's case, she did not actually marry him, nor did she have kids with him. But she used the public cover of being his pretend wife to have kids and grow her true family on her desired timeline.

The kids part is complicated, and not everyone shares the same opinions. I personally believe that we have never (or rarely) seen Karlie's actual children. One likely scenario is that Jerk had kids via a surrogate and that they timed it with Karlie's pregnancy. And, it is his kids that we see. Another scenario is that these are someone else's kids that she shows with.

My beliefs center on two things: 1) Karlie did an interview before she had her first child and she said she would keep her child private. She has done the opposite with 'Levi'. 2) Taylor would never loan her children out to the criminal Kushner family.

As for Karlie's contract, she has certainly renewed it over the years. There is no way that all of this was planned out when she was 19 years old. As to why she kept renewing with such an awful family ... only she knows. If I ever had the chance to talk to her, that is the #1 question I would want to ask her.

[guess-my-next-obsession]

Boss — Finale

pairing: javier peña x wife!OC

warnings: NSFW 18+, oral sex, unprotected PIV, tons and tons of fluff and daddy!javier

words: 3.8k

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authors note: here we are at the end! thank you so much to everyone who read, liked, reblogged, and commented on this series. i love this series so dearly and i’m so glad so many of you found enjoyment in it too! hope this was as satisfying of an end for you as it was for me :)

A year and a half had come and passed since the night Valeria first told Javier about the pregnancy. A year and a half of complete and total domestic bliss.

Javier’s hair had grown scruffy along with his beard, him not having the time to groom himself as diligently between taking care of the new baby and being so happy with his new wife.

Valeria didn’t mind the sight, in fact, it was beginning to drive her wild with desire the longer he kept the look. His stomach had grown a bit softer—although his broad chest and strong arms still looked as though he was in his prime—but she also loved that.

At a certain point, she began to understand the whole loving a person as they turn old and grey thing. Javier could age and age and age, stomach going soft and beard turning white, and he’d still always be able to do it for her.

Sitting across from him at the dinner table, Chucho to her right, her husband and eight month old daughter, Gabriela, sat in front of them. She bit her grinned smile as she watched Javier try to coerce their daughter into eating her food, his lips making airplane noises and “flying” the spoon towards her mouth. Each time, Gabriela opened her mouth only to close it right as Javier pressed the spoon to her lips, giggling once she managed to trick her father. The last time she did it, both Valeria and Chucho couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

“I’d like to see the two of you try to do this shi—I mean, try to do this stuff.” Javier caught his potty mouth before he could fully speak the curse word, making his wife grin all over again.

“I’ll get her to eat, bring her to her abuelo.” Chucho spoke up with his hardened voice, though his actions and smile told a different story. Javier frowned at the baby girl sitting beside him in her high chair, standing as he lifted her out of it, Valeria’s eyes glued to the flex in his biceps as he did.

He walked Gabriela over to his father and Chucho took her in his arms, tickling her stomach while Javier brought her jar of food over. As though just to spite her father, Gabriela took her food without a fight as Chucho fed it to her, Valeria and Javi looking at each other in shock.

“Unreal.” Javier shook his head and lifted his beer to his lips, eyes on his father and the baby girl while his wife’s eyes remained locked on the droplet of beer falling down his chin.

She’d been a menace as of late, unable to look his way without creating some sinful scenario in her head. It was likely due to the lack of sex the two of them were having since welcoming baby Gabi—between the healing process and her refusal to sleep for longer than an hour at a time for the first few months of her life, they’d been given little opportunity to throw down properly. They were also still living with Chucho, which added its own complications in terms of how loud the two of them could get once they did get a moment alone.

Javier and his father were building a smaller home on the property, and while they were making incredible progress every day, they still had at least another six months in the same house. All this to say, Valeria was as horny as a teenage boy and there wasn’t much she could do about it.

“Cariño, you listening?” Javier’s question and the chuckle that followed it pulled her out of her head, her eyes focusing on him as he leaned onto the table with both elbows, grinning at her. She shook her head and watched as he read her like a book, giving her a sly wink before sitting back in his chair, his foot coming to rest by hers underneath the table. “I said we finished the bedroom today.”

“You did?” She was actually surprised at how quick it was all coming together. He nodded and gestured out the back door as he swallowed his beer.

“Wanna go check it out?” She flushed pink as she took in the subtleties of his tone, hoping that she wasn’t just making it up given her desperate need to have him. Nodding as calmly as she could, she slid her chair back and grabbed her own half-drunken beer.

“You two feel free to take some time to yourselves. I’ll make sure the little monster gets ready for bed.” Chucho finished feeding Gabriela the jar of baby food and wiped her mouth, Valeria and Javier exchanging a mutual look of excitement at his offer.

“Thanks pops,” he patted his dad’s shoulder as he walked past him, grabbing his wife’s hand and walking with her out the back door.

It was Christmastime in Laredo, the typical heat now long gone in exchange for a cold chill. Though it didn’t snow in this part of the country, it did get surprisingly cold, her body leaning into his side in effort to get warmer.

“You were eye fucking me,” Javier teased her as they walked through the grassy backyard to the front step of their soon-to-be home. She blushed and rolled her eyes at his ability to so accurately read her, making him chuckle as he looked down at her in the porch light. “Oh, she denies it?”

“I…plead the fifth.” He laughed again and opened up the door to the home, the insides completely stripped down to their foundations besides one room. She hadn’t been inside the home since it was just in its earliest stages but now she could properly see the vision Javier was trying to explain months ago. “You guys have made so much progr—mmmm.”

Javier’s lips on hers cut her off, his hands on the small of her back as he hugged her close. She smiled against his kiss and slid her hands up his chest to hang over his shoulders.

“Been needing you so bad, cariño.” He mumbled against her lips as the kiss became sloppier and needier, walking her backwards into the only room fully built.

Once they were inside, Valeria felt compelled to at least give it a proper look, pulling apart from him and spinning around to check it out. His hands pawed at her hips as she smiled at the room, following her around like a puppy. When her eyes locked on the makeshift bed set up—a comforter and two pillows laid out on the carpet—she turned around to give him a smirk.

“Been planning this?” She teased and watched as he took his turn in blushing.

“Told you I’ve been needing you.” His lips were back on her in an instant, hands sliding over her hips to grip her ass through her jeans. She moaned into the kiss, brows furrowing as her body began to remember just how deeply she missed his touch. “Wish we had a real bed in here but—“

“Jav, this is perfect. I just…I just need you.” She bit his lip before sucking on it, making him groan and pull her flush against him, his hard cock straining in his jeans between their bodies. Her hands lowered to it, running over its outline in an effort to earn some more long-forgotten moans from him.

Javier pulled away from the kiss, his forehead resting against hers as he watched her unzip him and take him out, pumping him in her cold hand. Javier was so turned on that the temperature made no difference to him—he was more than overheated on the inside.

“Missed you so much, cariño. Been meaning to get started on baby number two—“

“Yeah, let’s table that for another year or two.” She chuckled and got down on her knees, tugging his jeans completely off while he lifted his t-shirt over his head, tossing it in the corner of the room. As soon as he could, he cupped her cheek with his (somehow) warm palm, her tongue swirling over his almost purple tip, it weeping precum under her touch.

“Fuck me,” he sighed out as she wrapped her lips around just the head and sucked the precum away, grinning at the taste of him. He shook his head at her and he smiled so wide his eyes began to crease. “Lay down, mi vida. I’ll cum just from watching you…can’t have that. Not when your pussy is calling my name.”

“Fuck, Javi.” She chuckled in an absolute fluster, her center physically aching for him. She crawled backwards to the blanket, laying her head back on the pillow and making grabby hands for him to join her.

Javier lowered to his knees in front of her and unbuttoned her jeans, peeling them off and tossing them carelessly behind him before reaching for her sweater. She stopped him and shook her head with a smile before just lifting the hem up far enough so that her breasts were exposed. “Too cold to take it off all the way. Not all of us are human heaters.”

“Okay, baby.” He chuckled and kissed her stomach, paying special attention to the stretch marks she’d earned during her pregnancy as his lips moved lower. “You know how wild you drive me? Every fucking day. The littlest things make my cock fucking throb for you, cariño.”

Her brows furrowed as he spoke against the skin of her inner thighs, his beard tickling her in the most satisfying of ways as he placed kisses all over her pussy, avoiding where she ached for him most. She combed her fingers through his scruffy hair and whimpered at the mixture of his words and his lips pecking at her center.

“I see you doing the dishes and I want to fuck you against the sink. I see you cooking dinner and I want to fuck you against the fridge. I see you putting Gabi down for a nap and I want to steal you away and fuck you in the bathroom. Every fucking thing you do makes me want to be inside you, cariño.” She was nearly sobbing as he continued to tease her with his breath fanning over her soaked slit, hips bucking up to try and meet his mouth whenever he pulled it away. He chuckled at the sight of her so needy and desperate for him, his tongue sticking out to place a few surprising kitten licks against her heat, earning loud cries of pleasure that she couldn’t control even if she tried. “Baby, you want me this bad? Want me to make you cum?”

“Javi, don’t tease me, you’re going to make me cry. I need you so bad.” She nearly sobbed as she tried to shove his face into her heat, Javier’s resolve disappearing at the sight of her tearing up from her desire. He gave in with a moan against her slick, his tongue slurping up all of her arousal, filling the room with filthy and obscene noises.

He held her hips down to the ground, his own grinding against the blanket beneath him to find some relief. It took her less than a minute to come undone for him, her fingers tugging at his hair and body shaking for him as he continued to eat her through her high until he brought her to another peak ten or so minutes later. If she wasn’t crying before, she surely was now, his name the only coherent thing to leave her lips as she tested out the thickness of the walls he’d built.

“Fucking soaking my face, cariño. Could stay down here for days.” His eyes locked with hers and he looked like a wild animal as he ate her like he’d never done before, his fingers gripping her thighs as he kept them spread apart.

“Jav, please, baby…I need to feel you. Need your cock.” She begged as she shook under his tongue, the pleasure verging on painful after so many orgasms in such a short period of time. Javier kissed back up her stomach until he was sucking a mark into her neck, delighted in the fact that she could wear it without shame now that she was his wife.

“You want me to pull out? I don’t think I’m going to last long, baby. I don’t wanna risk getting you pregnant again if we want to wait—“

“Got an IUD at my last appointment, you don’t have to worry.” She held his face in her hands and pulled his lips from her neck so that she could kiss him, moaning at the taste of her arousal coating his lips, beard and tongue. “I need to feel you cumming inside me, Jav. It’s all I’ve been thinking about. Please put it in, baby. Plea—oh!”

Javier interrupted her begging with his cock pressing deep into her slick, her eyes fluttering shut as they rolled back in her head. Javier shivered and buried his face in her neck, his moans coming out soft and needy right into her ear as he pulled himself out and pushed back in. Obscene sounds of her slick filled the room as his thrusts sped up, his cock prodding right against every perfect spot inside of her, her nails clawing at his back as he rested his entire weight onto her. His arms slid underneath the arch at the small of her back, hugging her tight to him as he continued to fuck into her as though it was his life’s purpose.

“Cariño, god, you’re so fucking wet. Listen to that…sounds so fucking filthy. It feels so good…I can’t take it…so…fucking…good.” Javier’s voice was a rasp, needy and almost whiny and it drove her well over the edge. She hugged him so close she worried she was going to strangle him as she came for him harder than she’d ever come before, her moans now screams of pleasure. He whimpered in her ear at the feeling of her clenching, slick walls spasming against his cock with each thrust. “Going to cum so hard, mi vida. So fucking—hard, oh fuck!”

He whimpered out the last few words in a gasping moan, pressing his cock all the way inside of her so that she could feel it twitch. His moans sounded like her new favorite song as he kept his lips against the shell of her ear, his arms still squeezing her tight as he came down.

“Fuck, I needed that, baby.” He kissed her cheek and sat up so that he was no longer crushing her, his smile lazy as he looked down at her pretty face, his hands holding him up above her. “I love you, cariño. Was that okay?”

“Okay?” She laughed at his question, squeezing him as he remained inside of her. He slipped out of her heat with a gasp, his load slipping out of her shortly after. Javier cuddled up into her side and held her close, allowing her to tug her sweater down to warm her up now that his body heat had gone away. “Javier, you’re a blessing from god. Sent from heaven.”

“You really know how to stroke the ego, baby doll.” He kissed her shoulder and chuckled against her skin. “So, what do you think of the house so far?”

“It’s great, baby. I’m so proud of you.” She turned so that she was facing him, smiling as she stroked his beard. “Have I told you how into this new look I am?”

“I need to shave and go get a fucking haircut.” He stroked his own hand over his jaw, watching as she pouted. “What? You like it that much?”

“Yeah, it’s very…daddy of you.” His eyes widened at the word choice, making her giggle. He rolled her back over and hovered over her body, lips kissing all over her face until she was out of breath from laughter.

“You wanna go for a drive? I wanna show you something.” He was grinning when he sat up on his knees, Valeria’s smile matching his as she nodded. Grabbing her jeans and underwear from behind him on the floor, he helped her back into them before doing the same for himself, his arm wrapping around her as he walked her out of the house and back to his father’s.

Chucho was asleep on the couch watching an old western, Gabriela out cold as she laid in her cradle next to him. Creeping through the house to the entryway, Javier opened the coat closet and grabbed his wife’s, slipping it over her shoulders before grabbing his own along with the keys to his truck.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked through shivers as she sat in the cold truck, Javier sliding his hands together and breathing on them to warm them up as the engine ran for a bit.

“Every Christmas growing up, my mom used to take us to this specific neighborhood that goes all out with their lights. It���s like a competition for them.” He turned to her with a boyish smile, pulling her close to him on the bench seat so that they were cuddled up together. “Last year we didn’t go because we were so busy preparing for Gabi’s arrival, but I thought it would be fun for us to go check it out since pops gave us a little time to ourselves.”

“I’m excited,” she hummed as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. “I’m really big on Christmas. Like…really big.”

“You are? I don’t remember you being into it last year.”

“I was a beached whale preparing for child birth last year.” She reminded, earning a chuckle from him as he put the truck into reverse and backed out of the driveway and onto the dirt road. The cab of the truck rattled until it made it onto the paved road, Javier’s hand on her thigh as he drove through the town like an expert. “Were you guys big holiday people growing up?”

“My mom was, dad and I were just happy to see her happy. But now that we have Gabi, I get it. Christmas is a lot more fun when you have a kid to spoil.” He turned down a road she’d never been on and her eyes lit up as she took in the festive lights. He slowed the car to just a roll as he drove through the neighborhood, eyes flickering to take in the sight of Valeria in awe every other second. “Can’t wait to show baby girl the lights when she’s old enough to know what’s happening.”

“Her little face lighting up. Ugh, so cute.” She cuddled into Javier’s side again and turned up the dial on the radio, old Christmas music playing in the truck as he turned down another street.

“I feel like I’ve known you my whole life, querida. Sounds cheesy, but it’s the truth. I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” He kissed her temple and pulled over so that he could properly kiss her. His hands held her face as his lips and tongue danced slowly with hers, a new spark of arousal lighting inside her at the sensual nature of the kiss. She was panting when he pulled away, his forehead resting against hers and a chuckle leaving his lips. “I’m pushing forty and you make me feel twenty.”

“That’s a good thing.” She pecked his lips once more before pulling away with a grin. “Come on, daddy, let’s get home to our baby girl.”

“Good, this old man is ready for bed. Tired me out with that orgasm.” He chuckled and started to drive back to the ranch, his hand holding hers firmly the entire time.

When the couple stepped inside the house, Gabriela was still sound asleep, but Chucho was awake and doing the dishes. Javier kissed Valeria’s head and told her to take Gabriella up to bed while he helped his dad finish cleaning up. “I’ll be up right after with her bottle, cariño.”

“Don’t take too long.” She pulled him back in for a kiss when he tried to walk away, making him chuckle against her lips.

Javier heard her footsteps walking up the stairs as he walked into the dining room, still smiling like a lovesick fool when his father looked his way.

“You guys have fun?” He asked as he scrubbed away at the dishes.

“Yeah. Took her to go see the lights you and mom always used to take me to.” Javier cleaned off his daughters high chair before doing the same with the dinner table. “And before that we had some…valuable alone time.”

“Yeah, had to put on the movie to not hear it.” Javier turned pink and looked at his father with wide eyes, Chucho chuckling. “Think we need to put some more insulation in if that’s going to be the usual.”

“Sorry, pops.” He chuckled and blushed as he walked over to the trash, tying it up and tugging it out of the can before walking it out back to the bin. “We’re like two teenagers.”

“No, I get it. Me and your mom were the same—“

“Jesus, pops. Could do without hearing about all that.” Javier gagged as he put a new trash bag in the can, Chucho chuckling to himself.

“Guess we’re even now.” Javier nodded and smiled to himself as he got out Gabriela’s bottle and prepped it with formula, shaking it as he watched his father dry the dishes and put them up. “You know, I’m very proud of you, Javier. For who you’ve become since meeting her. She’s a wonderful girl, and she’s helped to bring you back to me again—my son rather than that agent you were before.”

“Yeah, she’s…amazing.” All he could do was smile to himself at the thought of his wife, his heart fully having given itself over to her a long, long time ago.

“Go on up to bed, then. Life passes by fast, and before you know it you’re both going to be old and grey like me, Gabriela in the kitchen making a bottle for her baby. Go cherish it all while you can.” Chucho wasn’t an emotional man, but he couldn’t help but get a little choked up at the sight of his son being so happy. Before Javier could open his mouth to tell his father how much he loved him, Valeria poked her head around the corner, Gabriela crying as she rocked her in her arms.

“We need that bottle stat, Agent Peña.” Javier grinned from ear to ear and nodded, following her as she walked back upstairs.

“Sure thing, boss.”

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[annymation]

How did the King and Queen change Aster's wish in Swap au?

Been a while since I've answered an ask about the swap AU.

Then again been a while since I've answered asks in general lol

But this gives me an opportunity to imagine an interaction between Swap!Magnifico and Swap!Amaya, and I won't let that pass because I kinda love them.

So here's how that same scenario from Kingdom of Wishes, when Asha was peeking through the door and sees the villains change her wish, would play out in the swap! AU.

Aster questioned everything he had ever known as he listened to the queen and king, changing the wishes from their people, laughing at their misery like this is just a normal routine for them. They've been doing this for years... And now the boy can only watch in horror and wonder... What will they do with his wish?

"Now darling" The queen chimed in, snapping Aster out of his thoughts "What shall our little birthday boy's fate be?" She asked, holding a wish bubble.

Aster's wish bubble.

Amaya took a closer look at it and scoffed "Ugh I should've guessed" she rolls her eyes as she shows the wish to her husband "He wishes to "Make others happy". How pitiful, a wish so vague after all that effort to squeeze it out of him"

She seemed quite frustrated with Aster's wish, to which he didn't know if that was a good or bad thing, maybe she might leave his wish alone and unchanged?

But her husband had other plans.

Aster felt his blood run cold as the king, whose usually so calm and reserved, now has a twisted smile painted on his face, as he clutched the bubble to ponder what to do with it

"Hmmmm the brat's wish certainly is quite vague, alright..." He agreed... But unlike her, he sees this as a golden opportunity "Which gives us a lot of creative liberty to mold it to our liking"

Amaya grins upon seeing his enthusiasm "I see you've got an idea, well then, don't keep me in the dark"

(See- see what I did there? In the original story Mag says "Enlighten me" but here in the swap AU Amaya says "Don't keep me in the dark"... I think that was neat)

"We want to keep that little birdie under our control, do we not?" the king refers to Aster as a bird, since he's an aspiring singer "What better way to do so than to... Cage him up?"

Aster doesn't like the sound of that at all. The boy feels his heart beating faster in fear.

"Ah if only we could lock him in the dungeon, but unfortunately, that'd raise suspicion" The queen lamented dramatically "I'm afraid we can't arrest a child that has committed no crimes"

"Oh but he has committed a crime my queen, the worse one of all" Magnifico said as he gently held his wife's hands, bowing his head devotedly "He raised his voice to you, and for that, I say we take that petulant voice away from him, along with everything he holds dear. I say we make him follow our every whim. I say... We make him a prince."

Aster's eyes widened... What?

"What?" The queen was suddenly unenthused, but she kept her composure "I'm not quite sure I follow, sweetie" She said calmly while caressing her husband's beard

"It's quite simple really. A prince would indeed bring happiness to our people, therefore, you can change his wish to that easily" He explained as he tapped his fingers on the orb with a menacing gleam in his eyes "Poor little Aster will have no clue, but his personality will be fully re-written to fit his new role, as our loyal heir"

Aster could not believe what he heard. He felt his legs shaking as he held on tightly to Valentino in his arms

(Yeah forgot to mention, Aster does have Valentino in this AU)

"And there's where my problem lies, dear..." Amaya felt a shiver run down her spine just by the thought "He'd be the heir to MY throne"

"Ooooh yeah, he would huh?" The king spoke more sarcastically, as he already had a plan to remedy that "It would be such a shame then if the boy, oh I don't know, chocked on some deeefnitely not poisoned piece of food, or maybe fell deathly ill, or perhaps simply fell, period." Magnifico was unhinged as he imagined all the ways he could get hid of Aster. But his face melts into a gentle and warm smile as he turns to his wife, who now seems more on board with his plan "You have nothing to worry yourself with, my goddess. I'll make sure he's out of sight and out of mind in the west wing tower, for as long as he lives... Which won't be that long at all heheeh"

The king chuckled darkly at that. While Aster feels a scream in the back of his throat.

The queen wasn't fully convinced yet, although she did like where this was going "Don't you think the people would find odd if the boy died right after being put under our care?"

"They never found odd when your sister passed all those years ago, I'm sure it'll be no different now" he shrugged dismissively, the wickedness of his smile only growing more and more as he handed the bubble to his wife "If anything, the "tragedy" will give us even more sympathy points"

The queen held the wish, with her mind made up "Your cunning little mind never fails to impress, mi rey" she praised him gently, as he gazed upon her with eyes full of love and devotion.

And with her magic, the queen proceeded to twist Aster's simple wish of fitting in Rosas, to the desire of being their loyal prince, much to Aster's horror as they could only watch from behind that large door, holding in tears.

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Bruh this is how I know my writing improved cause' like, I just conveyed the same thing from the original scene, but with the dialogue shorter.

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #ask

[deanwinchesterpregnant]

scenario: dean gets out of purgatory pregnant with monster babies. thoughts? (how does Sam react? are they keeping them? is Sam driven crazy horny by the fact that the first time he’s seen Dean in a year, Dean’s very far along in a pregnancy?)

Ugh YES!! (Also if anybody has any fic recs w this scenario pls send em my way). I love this idea so much, and I also think Sam would be so TORN. So many things are going through his head! Firstly jealousy because how come HE didn’t knock Dean up? Their relationship is so messy in the beginning of s8, between the fallout of s7 (the Amy thing for sure) and everything with Benny. Sam constantly with the “oh so not only are you best friends with a monster but you let one knock you up, too?” He’s also like, reeling from the whole Amelia thing I guess (rip samelia it felt so uhhh. I did not like that arc).

Like here’s the thing. I love Sam & Dean but they are not therapized. AND they’re siblings. When they fight, they get nasty. And so Sam says that and Dean probably comes back with some stuff about Ruby. It’s MESSY.

But also. Provided Dean is at least 4 months and showing. SAM IS SO HORNY. I mean Look At Dean. He looks so Good knocked up. Sam is so 🤤 over his body and the things it can do. Picture-perfect fertile wife; my man is constantly on the edge of nutting.

And ALSO. ALSO. Dean is like, mega-horny with hormones and partially like, so pleased to be pregnant; he knows what he’s doing. He can take care of people. He likes having someone dependent on him. He wants domesticity. He wants SAM’S baby. So I imagine he’s also feeling weird about the whole thing. Dean is also the one who, with the exception of Benny, is constantly “a monster is a monster.” He’s let kids go before but I imagine he is very torn up inside about all this. Especially if he uhhhh wasn’t knocked up consensually.

Conclusion: if Dean is less than 20 weeks, I think he probably does get an abortion. He knows the kids are monsters, and he does not want to have to deal with the “will I eventually have to kill my children?” vs. “I know I won’t be able to but other hunters will come after them.” It’s a hard choice. He doesn’t tell Sam. It breaks him in a way. Dean, king of expressing emotions badly, hits that s9 depression beard & drinking problem (uh. Worse drinking problem) before MoC era. Sacrifice still happens because now Dean ESPECIALLY isn’t letting Sam go.

If Dean is more than 20 weeks, they do keep the kids, it’s a fucking mess; as much as I went Dean to play house and Sam to knock him up, I think they probably eventually give the kids up for adoption, maybe with somebody they trust to protect them. Not a hunter, but someone versed in the supernatural. Missouri, maybe…

Anyway, I welcome others’ opinions on this!! My answer was a bit all over the place, admittedly…

#spike’s box #cw noncon #kind of I guess?? #cw abortion

[nimblermortal]

Drengr Thesis

So in saga age Iceland (possibly Scandinavia, what do I know) you've got two genders, Male and Female. You've also got two gender qualities, drengr and ergr, masculine and not-masculine.

I've seen ergr interpreted as 'gay' - it's not, though receptive (? what's the academic term for this) male homosexual acts are ergr, and things mocked as gay in the 2000s are generally ergr. Ergr is also not 'feminine,' exactly. I'll come back to this with my own interpretations.

Drengr, on the other hand, is not just masculine but very much toxic masculinity - you gotta be strong, you gotta be fast, you gotta be able to grow a beard and pick up big rocks and sail a ship and oh, you've also got to be able to do some form of art (physically creative art or poetry), and ideally you should also be versed in law.

A lot of the qualities of drengr translate directly to modern masculinity, so half the drengr thesis is "this sense of masculinity has passed directly down to modern times, largely unchanged in the last thousand years, and that's depressing."

(We did, of course, excise the interesting bits and decided that making art is ergr now. Practicing law is no longer drengr or ergr, but it is evil, in a potentially admirable way. Penetrative male homosexual acts are not drengr, they're just also not exactly ergr. Think rape culture. Uh, very much so, there's also a way to start a feud that's basically revenge porn.)

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Now for the fan theory, which is not supported by history or archaeology that I am aware of. It's also not a rosy good thing.

In this version, ergr is more closely tied with femininity - it's not that ergr means feminine, but that feminine acts are okay for women to do. Women are inferior creatures, it's okay for them to do inferior things. Drengr is a good quality, ergr is a bad one - so a woman doing drengr things is good, if she does not claim to be a woman while doing them. Trans man? Good! Drengr! Trans women? Bad! Ergr! Woman dressing in men's clothes and doing men's chores and practicing drengr while claiming to be a woman? Weird! Transsexual! Not actually any of my business unless her husband says so.

Saga example 1: Aud Broka (Breeches Aud) does exactly this. She wraps her legs like a man (sometimes translated as codpiece because we modern idiots don't have a concept of leg-wrapping), she does men's chores, she contributes to the farm. This is weird, but since her husband Thord doesn't acknowledge it, it can continue because it's not the community's job to police their household. But when someone tells him that it's happening, so that he can't have plausible deniability, then he has to denounce her for it and it becomes the community's job to enforce gender roles by granting him divorce, and it becomes morally incumbent on him to ask for that divorce or he's practicing ergr.

(Note that there is an interpretation in which Aud wasn't actually doing any of these things, Gudrun just threatened to spread a rumor that she was so that Thord would have to/could divorce her and marry Gudrun - and that when Aud then dresses in men's clothing to get her revenge on Thord, it's as a mockery/direct response to Gudrun. I just prefer the transvestite interpretation.)

Saga example 2: Uhhh I forget the guy's name. Old dude marries young woman Gudrun, she doesn't want to be married to him, so she sews him a low-cut shirt. He has to wear it because his wife made it, but as soon as he does she declares that he's cross-dressing and divorces him over it. There is no scenario in which a person born with a penis can do feminine things without being transgressive and ergr.

Archaeological example 1: The Birka warrior gets a lot of press for being buried as an esteemed male warrior - but the skeleton tests as female by modern standards. Leaving aside how unreliable skeleton sexing is, in large part because I know nothing about it or what was done, we have a feminine skeleton treated as a masculine person. My interpretation: It's a trans man. Person without a penis declares he is a man, practices drengr, is treated as a man up to and after his death.

So the other half of the drengr thesis is this partially-queer interpretation of things that I personally find fun to play around with. And because it's for fun and is fiction, the injustices are part of the point.

#drengr thesis #making this a tag now #so I can respond to things with it #and you can ask questions about it if you like!