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Megaman Production Art Scan of the Day #791:
Shingo Adachi's Story of Meteor Artbook: Page 56
Not getting a translated page for this, because the 2 notations are partially indecipherable to Translate. The top middle one says something about, "It would be better if..." but that's all I got out of it.
The bottom right one I'm pretty sure just says the action is for Subaru to "put the magazine down."
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cyborgpuppys · 9 months
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The dome of the Jainist temple Luna Vasahi, Rajasthan, INDIA
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jokingluna · 2 years
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lunaferrous · 2 years
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/Throughout Luna's long and storied career, settling and closing contracts and hunting runaway debtors for their souls, there are a handful who at some point became infatuated with her. Romantically, sexually, either way she does not engage them or play into their fantasy. Partly because of her strict sense of professionalism, but also she's not interested in humans in that way, period.
She knows when a client starts to grow too attached by how often they request private meetings and consultations, or they start sending her texts and e-mails of a more personal nature. Or hell forbid they start sending her gifts and unsolicited sexts on her work phone, all of which she proceeds to roll her eyes at and delete on sight. She does not and will never see humans as potential partners because to demons, they are primarily a food source. More specifically they're valued for their souls, but you get the jist. Luna will not enter into a relationship with a human or a mortal simply because to her, they are cattle as much as they are cannon fodder.
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musicaemdx · 2 years
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SonicBlast Fest'22, festival fecha o cartaz com My Sleeping Karma, The Atomic Bitchwax e mais 10 bandas
SonicBlast Fest’22, festival fecha o cartaz com My Sleeping Karma, The Atomic Bitchwax e mais 10 bandas
O SonicBlast Fest está de regresso! Dias 11, 12 e 13 de agosto de 2022 o festival celebra a sua 10.ª edição, depois de um interregno de dois anos, num novo recinto, com novos palcos e novas bandas num cartaz bastante extenso do qual já estão revelados os 46 nomes, dos quais 12 novas confirmações neste anúncio. Além do festival fechar agora o cartaz, a Garboyl Live, a entidade responsável pelo…
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justtwotired · 4 months
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Colby x female reader?? But reader has a daughter from past relationship??
Nahh, this is gonna be a cute fluffy one ya’ll.
“Lu?” I called out as I walked around the house, my three year old daughter Luna called back from what I think would be the living room.
“Mommy?” She said and I walked in, seeing her sit on the floor in front of the couch, watching the loud house.
“Hello, darling,” I said and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. “Do you want to eat at Colby’s house tonight?” I asked and her face lit up, she loved Colby and always wanted to be around him.
“Yeeeesss!” She cheered, the show on the television immediately forgotten. “I’ll go put my shoes on!” She jumped up and ran to the hallway.
“It’s only four p.m, sweetie, we aren’t leaving until five!” I called out, taking the remote and pausing the tv.
Het head peaked around the door with an angry look on her face. “Why not going now?” She asked making me chuckle.
“Colby is still working, we don’t want to disturb him, do we?” I asked and she moped for a bit. I walked over and picked her up, putting her on my hip.
“Why don’t we go to the park down the street, I’ll push you on the swing, and you can play for a bit, and then we can go to Colby’s house, alright?” I asked and she nuzzled into my shoulder, slightly nodding.
I noticed she already managed to get her shoes on, even though her laces weren’t tied yet.
After putting her back down, I tied her laces and put on my own shoes. I took her by the hand and we walked out the door and towards the park.
On our way there, she was rambling about what they where going to do in the evening. She wanted to play games, watch a movie, eat chicken nuggets, play chase with Colby and a lot more.
All was forgotten when she climbed onto the swing and I started to push her, making her giggle and scream in happiness.
This went on for a while before she decided that she had had enough time on the swing.
“Mommy! Mommy! I want off! I want to go on the seesee!” She said and I slowed down the swing. “You mean the seesaw?” I asked and she nodded aggressively making me chuckle slightly.
I helped her of the swing and she ran to the seesaw.
When we where done at the park, we headed back home, where I buckled her up in the backseat and we where on our way to Colby’s house.
In the car, she dozed off. I suspected it would happen. Car rides always make her sleepy, it was easier for me, as it was a silent car ride and I could focus on the road.
I stopped the car and her sleepy eyes opened, looking around a moment before yawning.
“Colby?” She just asked and I gave her a smile. “Almost there, darling, we just need to go inside.” I said before getting out of the car and opening the door on her side.
I un-buckled her and picked her up in my arms, walking towards Colby’s house.
I knocked on the door and soon enough, the door opened and he stood in the door frame with a big smile on his face.
“If those aren’t my two favourite girls!” He said and I chuckled while Luna smiled and cheered at the sight of him.
“Colby!” She said and squirmed in my hold, making me put her down and she ran towards him.
He picked her up and spinned her around making her giggle loudly.
He then put her on his hip and she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.
I walked inside and closed the door behind me before hanging my coat on the rack next to the door.
Colby put an arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple. “Hello, love,” he murmured with a soft smile and I gave him one back before Luna started talking about her day and he listened with interest as we headed towards the living room.
Luna sat on his lap as she was recounting how I pushed her on the swing. She yawned and laid her head on his chest before stopping her story mid sentence and deciding to take a nap.
He smiled and put her down on the couch, laying a blanket over her. I sat in a chair not far away and her walked over, taking my hands and pulling me up.
He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned into him as we swayed around a bit.
“She’s a handful isn’t she?” I asked with a small chuckle. “Yes, buts that’s alright, I like it,” he said and pulled back slightly to look me in my eyes.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said and I blushed under his gaze making him chuckle in amusement, looking down at my lips.
I smiled and stood on my tippy toes to reach him and connect our lips, his hands slit down to my waist and I put my arms around his neck.
When we pulled apart he leaned his forehead against mine
“I think I should start to get dinner ready,” he whispered to me and I sighed. “Yeah, she’ll be hungry when she wakes up.” I took a glance at my sleeping daughter as she was cuddled up with the blanket.
I turned my eyes back to Colby’s and he gave me one last peck before he pulled away and headed to the kitchen, the feeling of his touch lingering on me.
I sat with Luna for a while, she woke up for a moment and climbed into my lap where she fell asleep again.
Eventually, I got up, supporting her with my arms. I headed to the kitchen, finding Colby cooking our dinner.
“Hmm, no chicken nuggets, Lu will be dissapointed.” I said with humor in my voice and he scoffed slightly at me. “You know I have those in the freezer, we’re eating those while watching a movie,” he said and I chuckled.
When dinner was done, I woke Luna up and she groggily rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Are the chicken nuggies done?” She asked and I chuckled.
“You’ll get the chicken nuggies later, love, first you will eat your vegetables,” I said and put her down in a chair in front of her plate.
She scrunched her nose and looked at me. “I not like greens, mama,” she said and I shrugged my shoulders. “Yeah well, if you want the chicken nuggies, you’ve got to eat them all,” I said and she pouted at me.
She ended up eating them all with lots of complaining, but everything for chicken nuggets I guess.
Later, we where on the couch, Colby had made Luna her chicken nuggets and we where watching the screen where the little mermaid played.
I leaned my head on Colby’s shoulder and he had an arm around me. Luna was climbing from his lap to mine and back again, trying to find a good way to sit before spreading out to just lay down occupying both our laps.
When the movie was almost finished, she fell asleep again and Colby was carefully combing his fingers trough her hair.
“Almost makes you want another one, huh?” He said, looking at me and I gave him a look back. He winked at my before kissing me and I chuckled when he pulled away.
“We’ll see, but I think we have to get this sleepy head to bed first,” I said and took her in my arms standing up.
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bfbkg · 1 year
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hii luna, how r u?!?!?! ☺️☺️
i really wanted to know what are your thoughts w bakugo and sex polen or just something like a lust quirk
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PERMANENT FIX! (3.9k)
pro hero!bakugou katsuki x pro hero!reader
SYNOPSIS: after being hit with a sex pollen quirk, the only person bakugou has in mind to ask for help is his frenemy with benefits coworker.
WARNINGS: minors dni, sex pollen, i cannot write without making it a lil soppy in love lmao, begging, they both come three times lol, oral both ways, cute themes :), loads of pet names from bkg because who am i, unprotected bc i forget about condoms lol don’t do that irl kids but also don’t take sex advice from me but take that okay
LUNA SAYS: hello!!! first fic of the year! hope everyone enjoys lol tell me what you think :) haven’t been writing much because i’ve been READING!!! last year i met my goal of 55 books and this year i wanna try 100 hehe ALSO YES thank you one direction for the title inspo
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bakugou swears the gods love you, this whole situation was punishment for that stupid argument he had in your office two days ago. he liked arguing with you, getting under your skin but because he hasn’t seen you since that day, there’s been no reconciliation. so that argument is still in the air, now punishing him because he knows how you’re going to react when he tells you about his little problem. he needs you and he’s sure you’re either going to slam your door in his face or slap him for being so… vulgar. 
right now, bakugou is so horny it’s painful. he can feel it in his veins in his temples, his pulse in his neck and the twitch of his cock. apparently, it was a thing for people with sex pollen quirks to let it off on pro heroes because they’d think it would be funny. their put together heroes desperate to get off in public but this one was a slow burn. from when he got back to the agency, his car ride home and now outside your apartment, he’s about to explode.
a trickle of sweat slides from his eyebrow when he knocks on your door so he lifts his t-shirt to wipe it off. when he lets go of the fabric, he catches your eyes flick from his chest with an appreciative glance but hardening when they reach his pupils. yep, you’re still mad at him.
“if you’re trying to seduce me it won’t work,” you say, crossing your arms across your chest. you’re always so quick with him, ready to test him and put him in place. he’s always had a crush on you, who wouldn’t with how insanely beautiful you are? fuck his life.
bakugou’s eyes drop to your breasts, hidden under your t-shirt and he hopes he’s not salivating. he’s so lost in his head, in the tight grip of horniness his reflexes are almost too slow to catch your front door slamming in his face. almost. his foot slides between the wood.
“what the fuck, bakugou?” you snap, still trying to push the door shut despite his massive boot in the way, “instead of an apology, i just get you staring at my tits? fuck off!”
bakugou sighs deep from his stomach, keeping his foot in place but making no move to push the door open. “i need to talk to you. i really need to talk to you, sweetheart.”
you pause for a moment, peeking behind your door to look at him. you were, at base level, coworkers but along the way of working together for half a year, you’ve become something more. arguments are inevitable with the stubborn hero but now they turn into a weird type of tension you can’t put your finger on. sometimes your snappy remarks turn unintentionally sexual, one time leaning bakugou to push you into a closet to confront you, nose brushing up your neck and thigh between your legs. he might have got you off that day. also sometimes you intentionally give him that stare during hero galas, big eyes, pouty lips and a very revealing, shiny, figure-hugging dress leading him to making out with you in another random closet. you both were coworkers, sorta friends and sorta enemies. you definitely on the road to become fuck buddies with these closet meetings that keep going on but not enough for him to randomly ask for this favour though.
but you were the only person he could think of. 
“please.”
something about his tone, the pained breathlessness has you opening the door wider, able to get a better look at him.
“what’s wrong with you? are you sick?” you ask, fighting the urge to touch him. but you give in, reaching to press the back of your hand to his sweaty forehead. a moan erupts from him and you yank your hand back. “baku—,”
“earlier on patrol, someone hit me with their quirk,” he says almost slurred, leaning against the door frame with droopy eyes.
you gasp, even when arguing with the man you never want to hear about him getting attacked. you gesture him into your apartment and bakugou melts into your sofa, his arms spreading across the top. he looks out of place in your home, mismatched among everything normal to you. 
he’s ripping off his t-shirt when you ask, “what was the quirk? should i call an ambulance? what do you need?”
“you.”
bakugou katsuki is all man. he’s sin, pleasure and devotion, all mixed in one and you feel bad thinking so when he’s in pain. sweat coats his golden skin, a pink flush to his built chest and cheeks. he slouches deep into your old sofa, his head leaning back on it to reveal his thick neck you love to bruise and his whole body moves with every breath. your eyes trail against the length of his arms across the back of your sofa, his wingspan is so impressive you wouldn’t mind latching on a bicep with your teeth. his trousers are loose, the crotch gaping with his spread legs but still, you make out his dick. hard against his thigh and showing through the fabric. 
you blink at him, spluttering, “what?”
he’s the definition of hot and bothered, “it was a fuckin’ sex pollen quirk. that’s why my cock feels like a weight in my pants.” 
there are a million things to say to him. asking if he only came over to have sex or if he was ever thinking of apologising. saying that you’re sure there’s a cure somewhere so you didn’t have to do this. or even sending him out because that’s his problem. the main question was why you? why you? but none of these words came out because look at him. bakugou sits desperate for you, a paw rubbing at his lower stomach like he’s dying to touch himself but not without your permission. he’s so large he dwarfs your sofa and you know you’re just a girl standing in front of an annoyingly sexy man.
“ask me properly,” suddenly you’re breathless, biting down on your lip and staring at the length of his body. you’ve seen him shirtless a couple of times since you get your hero suits made by the same company and you run into him during a fitting. but never like this, like he’s already been fucked more than once. 
it takes all of bakugou’s energy to lift his head to look at you. you’re going to punish him for that stupid argument you had and he doesn’t even care because he wants it. he wants you so bad.
“needa fuck you, baby. lemme fuck you. feel your sweet pussy around me and your tits against my chest.” he grumbles, voice so deep it vibrates through the air. you’re about to agree, ready to go into any position, “i will fuckin’ beg for you, yn. my cock is achin’.”
you gasp, moving like an invisible string is dragging you to him. maybe you have thought about this scene before, at night with your phone in your hand and a vibrator in your other one. your whole body is shaking as you stand between his legs, pulling off your oversized cosy t-shirt to stand in just your leggings. bakugou presses his face into your stomach, mouth open as he inhales you desperately. his hands circle your thighs to hold you tight and he grunts, teeth clenched. you feel like relief and salvation.
“beg, katsuki,” you say nonchalantly, fingers brushing through his messy locks but the feel of his hot breath on your stomach is making your core tighten.
“please, baby. please. i need you so bad, fuck. only you,” he weeps, laying kisses over any part of bare skin he can reach. you’re sighing softly, hugging his head closer to you and you jump when he pinches your thigh, “you need to say yes ‘cause i won’t be goin’ slow on you.”
“yes, yes katsuki,” you barely finish the last syllable of his name when he yanks you to the sofa and kneels on the floor. your cheek is pressed into the back cushion, ass up in his face. 
“gonna take these off you baby, need to feel you on my fuckin’ tongue,” he mutters behind you, thick fingers coming to pull your leggings off. he can’t stop talking and you can’t fight the urge to roll your pussy over his face, “gonna soften you out, prep you for my dick, yeah?”
you’re humming, naked on your sofa and back arched in the air so he gets a good view. two palms are at your ass cheeks, pulling them apart then brushing against your lips, grunting at the shine coating them and your sweet nub at the top. bakugou’s head is a scramble, his body is raging hot for touch, for anything and then he’s got you spread for him. everything is on an overload. “holy fuck, i’ve fuckin’ dreamt about this since i had you in the closet that day rubbin’ against my thigh. knew you’d look good, smell good—,”
he stuffs his face between your legs, his lips brushing against your clit and his nose rubbing against your hole. you moan at the roughness, him so close to you and another moan breaks in your throat when his tongue, wide and wet swipes up from your clit to your ass. “fuckin’ taste good too, baby.”
bakugou gets to work from then, thumb pressing at your asshole while he licks, sucks and presses hard kisses against your clit. his hand rubs over your ass, up your back and even gropes a tit. you can barely talk, incoherent sentences as he runs his tongue over every part of you. you’re radiating warmth, rocking into him for more. he’s still skilled in desperation, two fingers easily sliding into you and tickling your spot.
when you clench around him he grunts, “so beautiful baby, i’ll give you anythin’.” 
high pitched breaths leave your throat as his lips latch on your clit and he sucks, fingers pushing in and out like he would his dick. 
“i’m gonna come, i’m—,” you start and you finish over his face, gushes of white circling his fingers with a loud squelch as your body trembles. you’re almost falling off the sofa, about to slide off into his lap on the ground when he swoops you up.
bakugou’s never been in your apartment but he makes his way to where he thinks your bedroom is. you’re jelly in his arms, still catching your breath, “i liked that, t-that was good.”
he lays you softly on your bed and your legs spread for him, evidence of what he made you do burning in his retinas. you’re so beautiful, you shouldn’t be letting him have you like this. 
“another time i promise i’ll fuck you slow, baby,” he mumbles, lost in the sight of you. your rising chest, your pretty tits. how your eyes are sleepy but full of mischief. the taste of you is still on his tongue and he can’t help but start yanking off his trousers to finally, finally fist at his cock.
your thighs squeeze together at the sight of him, bulging red tip coated in pre and the length of him almost purple for being hard for so long. he’s so big it makes his hand look oddly small and for a second you wonder how he’ll even fit. you feel yourself dribble down your ass.
“can i have a taste?” you whisper, so drawn to him. the unbelievable sight of his strong thighs and sharp chest. how he’s biting down so hard on his bottom lip and how you can tell his hand isn’t giving him much relief. you sit up, hands palming at his thighs and his cock is so close to your face.
bakugou katsuki whines. you’ve never imagined him whining for you and it’s better than you could have ever thought. “d-don’t put me in your mouth. i’ll fuckin’ come—,” you brush your lips against his tip and he flings his head back, “fuck, fuck, more please.” he feels like he’s insane, one second begging you to not and then begging you to touch him. he doesn’t know exactly what he needs, just that he needs you.
“i’ll be quick, promise,” you say, going cross-eyed at the sight of him. you only put your lips around his tip, coating him in your spit. bakugou is an animal, his grunt loud for not doing much to him. your tongue flicks around his most sensitive. through his slit, around his head and he feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. 
“more angel, more,” and finally just a tiny bit of release. you take as much as you can of him, which leaves two inches to spare so you wrap your fingers around him. “i knew you’d be good at this, angel. a fuckin angel.” he murmurs, eyes squeezed shut as it takes all his restraint not to start thrusting into your mouth. you start all on your own, bobbing your head up and down, your tongue laying flat against the underside of his dick, feeling for his veins and revelling in the heavy throb. 
you moan around him, vibrating down to his balls and everything happens too fast for him to catch up, “fu—,”
with no warning, he splutters down your throat and you drink up all you can. his hips shake and you keep your fist moving, flicking your eyes up to see him already watching you. when he’s finally done, you take him out your mouth and you gasp when he slaps against his stomach. still hard, raging and ready to go again. your mind is cloudy when he tips your head up and kisses you softly, “thank you, yn.”
he’s about to pull away but you circle your arms around his neck pulling him into your body back onto the bed. your kiss goes on forever, his naked body rubbing against yours, tongues brushing against each other and sucking like you’ve done this millions of times before. when you finally need a breath, he’s still full of energy licking a stripe up your neck and pressing wet kisses across your jaw.
“next time i’ll have more restraint, i’ll worship you next time, angel,” he says so full of emotion and regret you wrap your legs around his waist to feel him rocking against your clit. if this wasn’t bakugou worshipping your body, what is? 
you buzz at the thought, “next time? you’re sure there will be a next time?”
bakugou laughs deep and masculinely, thrusting his hips against your clit and biting just above your breast. “i know once we have each other, we’ll need it again. same way when we argue we need it again, when i kiss you i need it again, when i fuckin’ see you i’m plannin’ when i’ll be seeing you next.”
“you’re crazy.”
“fuckin’ crazy for you, angel.”
he punctuates his comment with a smirk and then a kiss on your lips. he’s about to kiss you again when you say, “fuck me katsuki. however, you want.”
he blinks at you for a second before stuffing his head in the crook of your neck. he groans, arousal at the tip of his tone, “you cannot fuckin’ say that to me. you dunno how long i’ve wanted this. my head is about to blow.”
you laugh, fingers combing through his hair as he lies on your body. his dick is poking your stomach, a little wet from your spit and twitching with a life of its own. how can you sound so good? feel so good? no fucking way he is going back to a life without you after this. 
“fuck me then, use me katsuki.” your body rumbles under him when he speaks, the only reason bakugou has to prove that what you said was real and not in his head. 
“fuck angel,” and when bakugou sits up on his knees above you, it looks like he’s moving in slow motion, akin to a king sitting down on his throne and waiting for devoted attention. he fists himself again, eyeing you with want so strong you get the urge to cover your chest.
“don’t be gettin’ shy on me woman, you’re unreal,” he murmurs, one large hand covering the expanse of your stomach. he dips his hand between your legs, “open up for me, lemme see you sweetheart.”
bakugou grunts when you spread for him again, just enough for him to fit comfortably between your legs. he can’t help it when he moves his dick between your folds, drowning in your mewls at every nudge at your clit. you’re already warm and wet without being inside, and he thinks he’s close to passing out. finally fucking you might be the nail in the coffin. he’s holding onto his cock, about to push into your hole when your hand finds his hip, “ask me, katsuki.” 
your voice is honey and silk, defiance and a brat all rolled into one. your touch is light, the opposite of how he’s about to touch you, yet with a few words you’re in control. letting him know he should be lucky you’re letting him fuck you. he knows.
“can i fuck you, angel? gonna treat you so good, promise,” he slurs and when your eyebrows raise like you’re also not on the edge of breaking, he whimpers, “please.”
you smile slow and seductive, jolting your hips up for a better angle, “make it hard, katsuki.”
the smile doesn’t drop once he slides into you, smooth from how soaked you already are. “oh kats—,” “fuck baby—,” tumbling out you both. the first thrust and you’re full to the brim of him. your arms circle around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace and bakugou’s never felt such bliss.
then he starts moving, slowly at first to measure your reaction. every brush against your walls is delicious, harmony through your body though it’s not what you want. “katsuki,” you warn and he knows.
a weak grin falls on his face as he lifts up on his forearms, “didn’t think you’d be so bossy, angel.”
“what did i say about you calling me that?” 
“it’s not my fault you are.”
“if i was, which i’m not, it would definitely be your fault,” you bite but instead of replying with words bakugou snaps his hips sharply, your body jolting and you inhale with a gasp.
then he goes again and again and you’re both lost in the sensation. he feels rabid, once he’s got a taste he wants more, needs more and he feels his heart beating out his chest when your hands grab his chest. 
“this is what you wanted, sweetheart?” he grits through his teeth and you manage a nod, your head jumping back and forth with all the pet names he’s managed this evening. “speak. use your words.”
“i wanted this s-so much,” you tremble, legs locking behind his back and you don’t have it in you to cringe at the mess you’re making, the slick sounds of friction loud and only turning you on more, “oh my god.”
your bed frame knocks against the wall with every thrust, tits bobbing across your chest and you feel a drop of katsuki’s sweat fall on your forehead. “you’re gonna be mine after this,” he mumbles before slamming his lips to yours. your teeth hit but it doesn’t put you off, your arm hugging his head as his tongue forces its way into your mouth. you moan into him, exchanging air in this very messy kiss. his hips keep going, cock brushing so deep into you, against your spot that you know you’re about to come soon and fast.
your orgasm is hard and disorienting, waves of pleasure drifting through you at a speed that you have to push his lips off yours to let out a high-pitched whine. “f-fuck,” is all you hear when bakugou comes too, shaking violently with no space to get his thoughts in order. he spills everything into you, making everything even more wet and smooth. 
he rides out his orgasm, lips against your jaw as you catch your breath. when he’s finally finished he rolls beside you on his back. you’re both heaving, coated in sweat and your hair a mess. it’s only a couple of seconds before he yanks you into his arms.
“got bad news baby,” he whispers in your ear, so low and deep you think you could come with just the sound till you realise what he said.
you look up at him lethargically and he’s the prettiest man you’ve ever seen. dark long eyelashes and his ruby pupils are darker than usual, “what?”
he takes your hand and brushes it over his lower half, “still so fuckin’ hard.” 
he’s wet and sticky, hot and stiff like a pole. “wow, they really did a number on you didn’t they?” you smirk, circling your fingers around him.
“and you’re in luck ‘cause i’m about to do one on you. again and again, until you pass out on me,” he laughs, eyes shutting as you jerk him off.
“brave to assume you’ve got more stamina on me. i see you passing out, dick still hard.”
bakugou opens his eyes to see you shifting over to sit on his thighs, glossy and beautiful with a sheen all between your legs. he even feels some of his come from you on his skin.
he shrugs with a grin like sunshine, and your heart melts at the sight. He’s so cocky, literally, and he can't stop feeling you. squeezing and rubbing across your legs and thighs. the words are out before he finishes the thought, said with a confident crook of his head. 
“wanna be my girl?”
your eyes widen before composing yourself. you try to distract him (and you) by holding his dick and sinking onto it. another set of incoherent swears with the first touch and bakugou’s hands grip your ass. he bites down on his lip and you sigh in pleasure.
“don’t fuckin’ ignore me, say yes or no,” he says, eyes alert on your face and he notices you trying to roll your hips on him. he stops you quickly, holding you still.
“katsuki! let me move!” 
he holds you as he thrusts upwards and you fall forward on his chest, “answer me, angel or i’ll jerk off in the shower.”
“we both know my pussy is better.”
“i’ve been beggin’ for you all night, sure, but if you wanna ignore me then i’ll fuck off,” he thrusts up again and you whine, “still got some self respect.”
you manage to sit up, pressing a kiss to his lips, “you can be mine.” bakugou rolls his eyes, grinning like a fool, “but i would have preferred you didn’t ask me like this, so you better ask me again later.”
“then you can be mine too?”
you brush your thumb over his flushed cheek, with a cute shrug, “i’ll be yours, you’ll be mine. you know how it is.”
“good, i’ll keep that in mind,” bakugou loosens his grip on your ass, brushing his hand up your sides, “do what you want with me, sweetheart.”
that’s all you needed to lead you both to another completion. then another, and another.
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Always little wolf
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Fred Weasley x wolfstars daughter! reader
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Summary: While y/n and Fred walk home in the snow, the simplest conversation makes Fred sure of one thing, he's going to marry that girl
Warnings: established relationship, kinda luna lovegood type reader, reader loves random facts, kissing, so much fluff, one proofread
A/n: 0.7k words, day 4 we have another fluffy little blurb with freddie and wolfstars adopted daughter, enjoy xx
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“Did you know…”
Fred’s already chuckling, the sight of you trying to get on your big fluffy coat whilst tipsy was cute enough, but combine it with an excited random fact? You have his heart melting like crazy. He was used to your random trivia but never grew tired of it, he loved it in fact, especially as it hardly ever related to anything you were doing.
Like when he first met you, you had tagged along with Harry and his dad, your godfather, James, to the quidditch world cup, instead of a 'did you know this about quidditch fact' whilst you walked up the stands with him him, he got a 'did you know otters hold hands while sleeping so they don’t float away from one another?'
It was safe to say he had been at your mercy ever since
"...that...one second...that s-"
“Here…” he gently interrupts your fact before you can start, helping you get your hand through the sleeve “...good girl” he pecks your forehead, adoring the the grin he receives as you cheese up at him, eyes glassy, clearly only half here but the love in your eyes shines through
After one last shout goodbye to those at the party you and Fred brave the cold, his hand finding yours before guiding into his larger pocket to keep it warm
“It’s snowing” you note, free hand coming to wrap around his bicep, as your cheek presses into it
“It is...almost as pretty as you my love” he flirts, adoring your giggle before you let out a little yip, head shooting up to look at him as you move away slightly to smile up at him “What?”
“I forgot to tell you the fact” you say softly and his heart warms, secretly glad you remembered
“Hit me” he flashes you a goofy grin, unable to hold it back as he wraps his arm around you and leads you down the now snow dusted path
“Did you know that Scotland's national animal is a unicorn because there was this wizard whose pet unicorn followed him into a muggle battle?” you say, a little slurred and in a higher pitched tone, the same one you always used when saying your little facts  
Fred chuckles, pulling you a little closer into his side “Seriously?” 
“Siriusly” you start giggling 
“See this is the stuff Binns should have taught us…” Fred shakes his head “...actually you know what lovely? You should try and poach his job” he presses a kiss to your hat clad temple 
“Nah” you shake your head 
“Why not? You love facts, adorable at telling them, cute as a button so all the guys and gals will crush on you, be closer to your dads and uncle” he lists with a shrug, genuinely surprised you wouldn’t be interested
You stop walking, gently removing yourself from Fred's grip and taking his hands in yours instead. His eyebrows pinch but his face soon softens into a smile as he sees you shining up at him 
“Because then I wouldn’t see my favourite person everyday...” you answer simply, easily, almost like it should have been obvious but the next bit floors him "...and when I find out a new fact I can't tell anyone else until i've told you, I always tell you first"
He always felt it in his heart that he was going to marry you one day, but this was the moment he knew for sure...so much that in less than a weeks time you would be saying that three letter word to make it a reality
“Merlin I love you...” the words tumble out breathlessly in the same manor as yours "...so much...so...so much" he emphasises squeezing your hands
Your smile widens at that, a giggle escaping as you step forward, chests grazing “Ditto” you shine, placing a sweet kiss to his nose
He doesn’t let you pull away fully, instead dips down to capture your lips, hands slipping out of yours to cup your chilled cheeks while the snow lightens around you for a moment, large flakes fluttering down slowly like you were in some movie. The cold forgotten for a moment as your warm lips dance with one another, your hands gliding up to find his chest, not caring that it made your fingertips go numb
Your lips still ghost the others as you break away, your cheeks rising with your smile in his light grip as you whisper “Did you know if you remind yourself you aren’t a fish your hiccups will stop?” 
“You're pulling my leg” he whispers back
“Wanna bet Weasley?” you say letting your lips meet again tentatively
“With you? Always little wolf”
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withahappyrefrain · 1 year
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So I've thought a lot about how big an asshole jake would be if he introduced bob to his soulmate but I've only just considered how much would change if bob introduced jake to his... checkmate bagman
I love this idea so much. This can also be seen as a follow up to He's All That!
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"All I'm saying, Baby on Board," Jake continued as he racked up the pool balls, "Is that it's the least you can do, considering that if it weren't for me, you'd still be single."
"And all I'm saying bagman is thanks again for your help and you'll get a shoutout in the ceremony," Bob sighed before taking another sip of his water. With the way Jake was bothering him, he was debating switching to beer.
"Jacob Floyd has a great ring to it and would be a wonderful way to honor the man responsible for your future children."
"All you did was tell her his name and that Bob was single," Mickey retorted, shaking his head as he grabbed a nearby pool stick.
"Summarizing what I did as merely telling her his name is insulting beyond belief. I sold Bob to Luna. Without me, she wouldn't have gone looking for him," Jake scoffed.
Unfortunately the woman of the hour was not here to confirm or deny if Jake was telling the truth or making up shit as he went along.
"And without us, he wouldn't have had those three shots to give him enough courage to continue talking to her," Bradley countered.
"Nor would I had bumped into her because you took my glasses," Bob muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Besides, Bradley Floyd sounds way better," He remarked, ignoring the scoff from Jake.
"Wait, why do you get a kid named after you?" Mickey chimed in.
"All I'm saying, is that you'd much rather start your kid off right by giving them my name than Bradshaw's."
"Why, you little-"
"Bob has to propose to her first before there are any kids to name!" Phoenix chimed in, pressing her beer bottle to her temple, hoping it would somehow take her away from all these idiots.
"He's working on it!" Bob had revealed earlier that he finally picked up the ring for her, which was what prompted this whole conversation.
"Working on what?" A sweet, lithe voice promptly caused everyone to shut up. Everyone, except Bob ironically.
"Hey darlin'! Where's your friend?" Bob asked before placing a kiss on his girlfriend's cheek.
"She's on her way! I was going to wait outside for her, but wanted to say hi first," She paused, a sweet smile overtaking her face, "Hi Robby."
"Hi Luna," Bob giggled before planting a kiss on her lips that was so sweet, the nearby squad groaned.
"They're so stupidly cute," Phoenix muttered.
"I'm going to go wait for her," Luna was about to turn when she stopped, her eyes meeting Jake's, "You ready Bagman?"
Jake scoffed to cover his confusion, "Ready for what?"
She giggled, the bridge of her nose creasing as she smiled, making it impossible to be annoyed with her, "To meet your future wife!"
And with that she left, practically skipping out of the bar.
"Floyd, what the hell is she talking about?" Jake asked, turning his full attention to the bespectacled WSO, one had an uncharacteristic smirk on his face.
"We're not going to name our kid after you. Instead, we're going to introduce you to your future wife." Bob was pretty confident for once, not at all shaken by having all eyes on him.
"I'm sorry?" was all Jake could find himself saying.
"Don't worry Bagman, you'll love her. She's perfect for you."
"Floyd, no offense-"
"Offense already taken."
"But your idea of the perfect woman is a bit different from mine."
It wasn't. In fact, it was pretty similar. But Bob knew Jake wasn't ready for that conversation yet.
"Yeah Bob, you sure this girl is right for Hangman?" Phoenix lowered her voice, "You really want to subject her to Bagman? How bad is she?"
"She's perfect for Bagman," Bob assured her, not that if convinced Nat-or anyone else. Certainly not Jake.
"Whatever baby on board," Jake scoffed, "Just know that when she comes crying to you, all heartbroken that she's not....."
His voice trailed off as his eyes fully took in the sight of the sun dress-clad figure that was now next to Luna at the bar.
"She's not the what?" Javy asked, nudging Jake.
Javy received no response, as Jake was too mesmerized by how fucking adorable you were when you pushed your glasses up the bridge of your nose.
He could see that you were listening to Luna intently as she pointed out people in the dagger squad.
When your eyes met his, Jake swore he could feel the Earth stop moving.
"The future Mrs. Seresin," He said with a dreamy sigh, causing Bradley and Natasha to wonder if somehow an alien had taken over his body. Because that would make more sense the other alternative.
Jake all but shoved the pool stick to Javy, his eyes focused on you. The smile and small wave you sent his way caused Jake to nearly trip over his feet.
"Where the hell are you going, the game isn't finished," Mickey called out to no avail.
"I'm going to meet my future wife," Jake said, annoyed that he even had to explain it because wasn't it obvious?
The squad watched in wonder (except for Bob, who still had a smug look on his face) as Jake made his way over to you and Luna.
"Bob, this girl seems sweet. You sure you want to subject her to Bagman?" Bradley asked, legitimate concern in his eyes.
Bob shrugged, "She teaches seventh grade. She'll be able to put Bagman in his place just fine. See?"
The group watched as you handed Jake several bottles of beer to hold. Jake was more than happy to oblige, staring at you with what could only be described as heart eyes.
Luna skipped ahead, giving the squad a thumbs up as she sat down next to Bob.
"How's it going darlin'?" Bob asked before pressing a light but sweet kiss to her cheek.
"Bagman tried to kiss her on the wrist and she lectured him about how it's not the 1950s," Luna giggled while everyone else stared at her in shock.
Everyone except for Bob.
"He apologized profusely. That's also why he offered to carry the drinks."
"Has he ever held anyone's drinks besides his own?" Mickey asked.
"Better question, has he ever apologized within five minutes of offending someone?" Bradley countered.
"He sure as fuck hasn't," Natasha's eyes widened at the sight of Jake fucking Seresin offering the crook of his arm to you. After staring at the gesture long enough to make him sweat, you hooked your arm around his, letting him lead you back to everyone.
"Bob, what the fuck did you do?" Reuben asked.
"He just needed someone to soften the edges!" Luna explained. Natasha was about to scoff at the mere idea of Hangman being soft.
But then she saw how gentle Jake was when he offered you his stool and handed you a beer. The smile he had on his face was just that, uncharacteristically soft.
Maybe Bob and his lady were onto something.
"Hey Bagman!" Bob called out.
"Yeah?" Jake turned around, trying his best hide his annoyance at Bob interrupting the conversation he was having with you.
"Robert Seresin has a great ring to it."
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Megaman Production Art Scan of the Day #741:
Shingo Adachi's Story of Meteor Artbook: Page 6
Full Resolution Scan: https://imgbox.com/350sZ73e
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cyborgpuppys · 11 months
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Sirius " Why look who came, why don't you go say hello Mega Man."
Geo "......"
Rogue ready his sword as the full scale of situation struck him. He who rejects the ideas of bonds and seeks the path of isolation is now the one who has to carry those bonds in this fight.
Basically, Geo got kidnapped by Sirius and Rogue is now the only one left to save him. This takes place when everyone is older, so I used the jr.high designs for Luna and Zack. Patrick is the one next to them. I also tweak the wave change users because if Mega Man can get a redesign, then so can everybody else.
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the-froschamethyst4 · 7 months
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Teething baby
𖤐Pairing: Husband! Ghost x Wife! Reader
𖤐Pronouns: She/Her
𖤐Warnings: Pure tooth rotting fluff, child, married couple, crying, daddy Ghost, flirting, teething child
Ghost was taking care of the baby while Y/n was away for a Girls Trip
He hasn’t been able to do much on the father experience because of him working
But he does his best to take care of her while she is starting to teeth
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7:30AM
"So, you have everything? Food, milk and my number in case something happens?"
"Love, don't worry everything will be okay. I have everything under control."
"But I'm just worried, I'll be gone for a week."
"I know and you'll have a blast, you'll honestly probably forget we even exist...you'll run off with a Supermodel and start a new life."
"I would never, don't say that," Y/n hits his chest.
"I know, but everything will be okay, and I'll call if anything happens, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good, now, go enjoy the sun in Bora Bore," Ghost said, while he had his hands placed on his wife's waist.
"Okay..." she looked at the playmat that was in the middle of the living room. She walks over and bends down to her baby girl, Luna. "Ohh my baby," she says as she picks up her 3-month-old daughter.
Y/n kissed her daughters' puffy cheeks. "I'll be back Saturday," she told her daughter like she could understand her.
Y/n placed her daughter back on the playmat. She grabbed her bag and stood on her tippy toes to kiss Ghost's lips.
"Bye."
"Bye-bye, love," he kissed her again.
She walked outside and saw her best friend's car sitting in the driveway waiting on her.
"Sorry." Y/n apologized.
"Girl, don't come on, this is going to be EXCITING!! Hi, Simon," she greets Simon.
"Hi, Lydia," Ghost waved bye to both girls.
He back stepped inside the house and looked at his daughter on her stomach hitting the playmat. He rubbed his temple wondering what to do first then he caught a whiff of something.
"Guess my first thing to do is change that bomb of a diaper you have," he said, picking her up and giving her another whiff to make sure it was her, "Ohhhh! Yeah, that's you," he said as he went upstairs to her nursey to change her.
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A few minutes later
Ghost sat on the couch with Luna on his bare chest, she was trying to put her fist in her mouth, but Ghost kept moving it from her mouth. She whined anytime he moved it.
"Stop," he grumbles. He was looking down at his phone trying to get advice from Price. Price is a father for 5 and took care of his children when his wife is gone.
Luna is Ghosts and Y/n's first child and sometimes still need help. Ghost was wondering what he did with his kids when his wife was gone?
Price: *We usually have fun like park, waterpark, shopping and sometimes playdate, but since she's still a baby, you probably can't do much*
"Great," he said to himself. "I'll think of something for us to do, while mama is gone."
Ghost looked down at his child and smiled at her. He kissed the top of her head and picked her up. He robbed his nose on hers and kissed her forehead.
"Maybe we can go...to grandmas and grandpas house? Actually, maybe not...they weren't happy when your mama started dating me and married me...maybe not. I do need groceries though," he said to her.
Ghost took her to her nursery and got a small dress on her and placed her in her baby carrier and he got his shirt on, jeans and grabbed some shoes.
He grabbed his keys and drove them to the store. He made sure she was strapped in the car as he drives. Every now and then looked in the rearview mirror to make sure she was okay.
She was asleep, she needed it, she kept Y/n and him up all night, so she needed it along with him. If she stays asleep for a while, he could probably get a nap in as well.
He pulled into a parking spot and got her out of the car. He placed her carrier in the cart and walked in, she was still asleep as they walked through the aisles.
"Mmmm~" Luna stirred in her sleep, he stopped the cart and looked down at her waiting for her eyes to open.
"Hi, baby," he coos.
*WAAAAAAAAAAAA*
Ghost jumps and looks down at her crying face. "Hey, hey, it's okay," he picks her up from the carrier. "You have some strong lungs on you, pretty girl."
"Oh, is everything okay?" A girl came walking around the corner seeing Ghost comforting his daughter.
"Yeah, she's...probably hungry..." he digs through the bag getting a bottle. He brings it to her mouth, but she pushes it away.
"Come on, baby," he says.
"Are you sure maybe, she needs her diaper change?"
"No, she's got a bomb on her, I would know."
Ghost looks at and saw something in her mouth, a peak of something white, he started to worry. "What is that?"
"Oh, maybe I can help, I can help a single father with his child," she pushed herself against him, but Ghost moved away from her.
"I'm married, I'll just call me wife and ask," he put her back down in the carrier and walk out of the store heading back to his car.
He placed her in the car and sat in the backseat with her as he called his wife.
"Ghost? Is everything okay?" She asks, worried about her husband and child.
"I don't know, I went to the store, and she was asleep, but she woke up screaming and crying. She wasn't hungry or needed a change, but I saw in her mouth something white. I couldn't get a good look at it, so I don't know what it is." Ghost panics.
"Simon, check her mouth again," poor Luna was still crying and somewhat hard to hear her. He pulls down her bottom lip and saw the white thing again.
"I think...it's a tooth."
"MY BABY HAS HER FIRST TOOTH AND I'M NOT THERE!!" Y/n yells.
"It's okay, little mamas, I'll take care of everything, I'll get her-"
"Teething supplies are at home, Lydia bought some when I was pregnant with her. She gave them to me at the baby shower."
"Okay..." he looks at her crying face as Y/n hung up and Ghost gave Luna a stuffed baby toy to chew on till they can get home.
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"Y/n? What's going on?" Lydia asked.
"Simon, called...Luna has her first tooth coming in."
"OH, THAT'S EXCITING!!" Their other friend Zoe came sitting next to them. "I remember when Xander got his first tooth."
"Simon was a little nervous..." she said as the girls laughed.
"Ladies...I'm-"
"Jack Oscar, the famous Supermodel."
"Oh...Supermodel..." Y/n said, while looking at Jack who was very toned. She put her sunglasses back on her face.
"You...look beautiful," Jack said.
"I'm married," Y/n said, crossing her legs and leaned back in her chair.
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Ghost got a teething toy for Luna, it was light pink with different textures on it, she snatched it from him started to teeth it.
He chuckled when she looked satisfied chewing on it. Ghost opened the drawer and saw the different chewing toys for her, some were purple and blue with different textures on them, others were circular and had ridges in them to scratch her gums.
"Wow, that's a lot."
*WAAAAA* Luna threw the pink one and made grabby hands for a new one, Ghost dug around and picked another random one, but she threw that one, she wanted to be picked up.
He picked her up and showed her the drawer filled with teething toys. She made grabby hands to a blue one, he let her get it and she started to chew on it.
He took her back to the playmat and laid her back on it. She smiled rolled back on her stomach. Ghost sat on the couch turning the TV on and watched his daughter to make sure she wouldn't do anything.
Luna stopped chewing and looked back at Ghost, she cried for her daddy's attention. He smiled and crawled to his daughter getting down to her level, he laid on his back as she got up top of his chest and she playfully hit his chest.
"Oh ah, ow, you got me," he jokes with her. She smiles and falls on his chest. Ghost chuckled and then he heard soft snores come from her, he looked at his chest and saw her asleep.
"Well, if you're going to sleep...I am too..." he said, putting his arm behind his head and his hand rested on his daughters back.
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10:45PM
Ghost woke to the TV still playing and Luna was still asleep on his chest, he smiles and picked her up gently and slowly so he wouldn't wake her up.
He placed her in her crib draping a blanket on her, he turned on the baby monitor and he was about to close the door and he left the lamp on letting her sleep.
"Good night, little baby," he whispers before shutting the door. He rubbed his temple and heard his phone ping. He looked down and saw some pictures Y/n sent.
Ones where she was at the beach, her legs in the photo of the clear blue scene, her drinking from a coconut, her friends in the back having fun and then one with Jack Oscar in the back holding Lydias waist.
"Is that Jack Oscar?" He asks. "A Supermodel..."
Y/n sent another one, she was in a fishnet dress with a black two piece underneath the fishnet dress, she looked incredibly sexy in it. Ghost smirked knowing he has this beautiful, lady as his wife.
Simon: *You look beautiful*
Wife: *Thank you...is everything okay there?*
Simon: *Just perfect...she's in bed asleep...I gave her a few teething toys and she's been calm since we've been home. I saw Jack Oscar was there*
Wife: *Yeah, he's apparently there for a photoshoot, him and Lydia seemed to be getting along*
Simon: *Supermodel...has he said anything?*
Wife: *He said I was hot...*
Simon: *P.O.S. don't worry love...I got hit it on today by some woman, she called me a 'single father'*
Wife: *Bitch*
Ghost laughed. He got in the middle of the bed and looked down at his phone.
Wife: *Did you get groceries?*
Simon: *No...I'll go back tomorrow. This time I'll be more prepared*
Wife: *Yeah and avoid any thirsty and hungry women*
Simon: *I'll try, love...good night*
Wife: *Good night, Simon*
Ghost turned his phone off and placed it on his charger and looked at the baby monitor seeing Luna was on her back instead of her stomach.
He smiled and closed his eyes finally going to sleep.
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1:00AM
*WAAAAAAA* Ghost's eyes shot open, and he looked at the baby monitor seeing Luna was awake, she sat up grabbing the bars of her crib with a blood curdling scream.
"I'm coming, baby," Ghost rubbed his forehead and started to make his way out of his bedroom to her nursery.
He pushed opened the bedroom door and saw her teary eyes.
"Alright, come on, baby girl," he picked her up and took her to the changing table, changing her diaper. Her cries soon stopped when he picked her up. He kissed her forehead and picked her back up and took her downstairs to heat up a bottle for her.
He had her in his arms, he grabbed a milk pouch and poured it in a bottle, he set it in the bottle warmer and looked down at his little girl.
"It'll be ready in a minute, baby," he said, kissing her puffy, tear stained cheeks.
The machine beeped, letting him know the bottle was warmed up. He tested the milk on his skin seeing if it was hot or just right, and it was perfectly fine.
He sat down on the couch, leaning back and propping her up so he could feed her. She suckled on the bottle as she looked up at him.
The bottle was done, and he placed the bottle next to him on the couch and put a towel under Luna's chin to catch her spit up. He patted her back and she spit up on the towel.
"That's why I did that, you spit up every time and half of the time we never catch it," he said, wiping her face with the clean end of the towel and tossed the towel in the laundry room.
He took her back upstairs but to his bed, he let her stay on Y/n's side of the bed. She rolled on her back and Ghost smiled down at her. He placed his hand on her stomach and closed his eyes.
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Friday 7:10AM
Luna was in Ghost's arms, he tossed her in the air and caught her, he wanted to hear her giggles.
"I'M HOME!!" Y/n announces into the house. Luna giggled and Ghost stood up quickly.
"Welcome home," he said, kissing her lips and kissing Luna's forehead.
"Thank you, handsome."
"Wow...your skin...it's beautiful." He chuckles.
"Thank you, now...I want my baby girl," she turns to Luna with a big smile and taking her from Ghost's grasp. Luna giggled when she was being held by her mama.
"How was it?" He asked.
"I should be asking you that...it was amazing."
"Same, I need to spend some more time with my lovely baby girl," he said, kissing Y/n's lips and his daughter temple.
"You understand how hard it is?"
"I never doubt you, love. I know how hard it is and I try to be there for the both of you but-"
"Work...I know..." She smiles and kisses his lips.
"I'm sorry, love."
"For what?"
"For not always helping you."
"It's okay, Ghost, I know and understand..."
"Anyways, come on let me tell you everything that happened on the trip."
"Okay," he smiles
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megalony · 25 days
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Brave Girl
This is an Eddie x Evan x Reader imagine I had an idea for, I hope you will all like it. Feedback is always amazing.
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Eddie Diaz Masterlist
Evan Buckley Masterlist
Summary: Eddie and Evan have to go to work, leaving (Y/n) to look after Chris and their sick toddler. But when their daughter gets worse, the boys come home to take her to hospital.
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"Baby go to bed and get some sleep." Crouching down, Evan pressed his knees into the edge of the sofa and reached a gentle hand out. He brushed his thumb across (Y/n)'s lower lip and kissed her temple.
She was laid on her side on the sofa, knees pulled up to her stomach, head tucked into a cushion and her eyes half open as she was almost asleep. If she asked him to, Evan would carry her to bed so she could get some proper sleep and not wake up with a crick in her neck or a pain in her back.
"Chris-"
"We're taking him today, he's got breakfast club. Come on and I'll carry you." Evan moved his hand to cup the side of her face, grinning softly when (Y/n) leaned into his touch.
Both Eddie and Evan were on shift pulling a double, but they were starting early today. (Y/n) usually took Chris to school when the boys were at work, but he was starting breakfast club for one week and it began today. That meant the boys could take him on their way to work and he wouldn't be sat alone early in the classroom.
It also meant that (Y/n) didn't have to get up and take Chris. She had been awake all night. Eddie came home off a day shift, saw his family for a while then crawled into bed. And Evan needed to sleep because they were both on a twenty four hour shift.
So (Y/n) had taken the night shift at home of waking up every twenty to thirty minutes to settle their daughter.
Luna had a chest infection. She couldn't sleep, she was coughing so badly she was starting to be sick and she was worn out but she still couldn't sleep as she was unsettled and feeling the effects. It wasn't easy to settle a toddler, Luna was only one. The only way to settle her was to hold and cuddle her. All. Night.
"Luna won't sleep, I may as well stay here."
"Do you want me to stay home, because I will-"
"No, baby you go to work. After tomorrow, the bed is mine and the toddler is yours." (Y/n) leaned up and pecked Evan's lips before she curled her hands around his arm and reeled it into her chest.
Evan had five days off in a row after he finished tomorrow morning. That meant he could spend all of those days cuddling his baby girl and trying to make sure she took her medicine, started to eat properly and nursing her back to health.
(Y/n) was tired, she was exhausted, but she didn't mind. She worked from home and she could plough through her work once Evan was on his days off. And when Eddie had a day off with them, that meant Luna and Chris would be spoiled by both their dads.
"Alright, that's a deal." Evan cupped (Y/n)'s chin in his hand and lifted her head enough so that he could give her a kiss.
A soft hum vibrated through Eddie's chest and up his throat while he looked down at the little girl in his arms. His hand rhythmically patted against the back of her legs while his other hand cradled the back of her head and smoothed over her thin wisps of dark hair.
Tilting his head down, Eddie kissed the top of her head and continued to sway from left to right. He felt the way Luna batted her small fist against his chest like she was trying to tap out a beat or tell him something and it made him smile against her temple. But when he glanced down at the watch on his wrist, he sighed.
He and Evan needed to go before they made themselves late for work.
Eddie didn't want to go. He didn't want to go to work and leave (Y/n) home alone, run down and needing to look after their sick toddler. He knew Luna had barely slept all night and she was only half asleep in his arms right now.
"Alright baby girl, can you go to sleep for daddy, please?" His words hushed against her flushed skin and he moved over towards the cot beneath the window.
He leaned over and very carefully laid Luna down and took a few seconds to unhook her hand that had been clutching his shirt collar for the last twenty minutes.
Eddie brushed his thumb over the back of Luna's small hand and stayed leaning over the crib. But the moment he pulled the blanket over her and leaned up, he cringed.
She began to cry.
Her hand bashed against her nose and reached up as she wriggled around and stretched her arms out for him again. Her legs kicked up and she wriggled to try and roll over to get up and reach out for Eddie. She wasn't going to sleep unless one of her three parents was holding her.
With a sigh, Eddie tipped his head forward before he reached his arms back down and gently eased her back up again. He straightened up and settled her on his chest, nuzzling his nose against her hair as he started to rub his hand up and down her back. He turned away from the cot and trudged towards the door to head out into the hall.
"Poor baby," He murmured softly into her hair as he padded down the hall and headed into the living room where Evan was sat on the edge of the sofa and (Y/n) was laid out.
"She won't sleep?" (Y/n) guessed as she tilted her head back to look up at Eddie when he hovered beside the sofa.
"Nope. I tried, mi amor, I'm sorry." Eddie had gotten a shower and took Luna with him in the hopes that the steam would help her breathe better and settle her down. But the only thing that settled her was being held, cuddled and walked around the house which (Y/n) had been doing all night. Eddie thought if he could get her to sleep even for an hour, it would give (Y/n) a break.
"Pass here over, I'll get her medicine before we go."
Evan held his hands out and stood up, smiling softly when his little girl was gently eased into his arms. They swapped places so Eddie could sit next to (Y/n) and give her a kiss while Evan slowly made his way into the kitchen where Chris was sat at the table, almost asleep.
"Wake up bud, we'll be off in a minute." Evan ruffled Chris's curls before he opened the medicine cupboard and found the small bottle of antibiotics.
He found a syringe on the draining board and leaned his hips back against the counter, shuffling Luna further down his chest. Her cheek was nuzzled into his chest as she snuffled and wheezed. Her eyes were closed and she was settling down but she was still awake, Evan could tell.
"Is she still poorly, pops?"
"Just a bit… come on little moon, here we go." Evan pressed the syringe to her lips and got her to take it before she realised what it was. He cringed when Luna coughed, squeezing her eyes tighter as her nose crinkled and she made a spluttering noise. But Evan kept running his hand up and down her back and kissed her temple, trying to coax her to calm down. The last thing they needed was her throwing the medicine back up again.
"Me and mum will look after her."
A tender smile flooded Evan's face when Chris got up and clung to his side, looking up at Luna who was still snuggled down in Evan's arms, snuffling a little quieter now.
"Thank you bud." Evan kissed the top of his head before he guided him through into the living room. He carefully lowered Luna down into (Y/n)'s arms and smiled as (Y/n) wriggled down the sofa so she was laid down. She settled Luna on her chest with her head just beneath (Y/n)'s chin.
"Call us later to let us know how you all are."
***
A round of coughing tremored through (Y/n)'s ears and made her lips curl as she woke up. She couldn't have been asleep for long.
Her hand brushed across her eyes and nose before she grumbled and pushed herself up. She flicked the bedside lamp on and turned to her right to see her two kids. Chris was on the far side of the bed, snuggled up into the pillow and his head shifted a little when he started to wake and hear Luna's coughing.
The toddler was laid in between them on her side with Chris's arm draped over her middle. Her knees were pulled up to her tummy and the dummy she had been sleeping with was now spat out on the bed so she could cough and begin to whimper.
"Come here little girl." (Y/n) gently lifted Luna up and leaned back into the pillows. She brought her knees up so she could carefully sit Luna on her stomach and prop her up against her knees. Her eyes darted over her daughter who was still coughing, but now her breaths were starting to come out in wheezes and she was beginning to struggle.
She felt Chris snuggle up into the middle of the bed to be near her side and it made her smile. He had come to watch a movie in bed with (Y/n) to keep her company and try to help look after Luna and (Y/n) didn't mind him sleeping in her room.
She already knew she wasn't going to be getting much sleep tonight with Luna being this ill.
"Oh no," Panic dwelled up in (Y/n)'s stomach as she peered closer at her daughter.
Not only was Luna barely able to breathe, now (Y/n) could see a rash forming on her skin. This wasn't normal and (Y/n) couldn't think of what else to do when she had given Luna Calpol and her prescribed antibiotics and she had taken her temperature which was rising high.
Fumbling her hand out on the side table, (Y/n) found her phone and clicked on the first of her boys to pop up on screen. It happened to be Eddie. She needed some advice because the way things were looking, (Y/n) was starting to think she was going to be spending the night in the emergency room.
"Hey mi amor, how's the little lady?"
"Eddie, we've got a problem, I need help." She had called the boys earlier in the evening to say that Luna hadn't had a lot of sleep and she was still coughing. She had almost heard the pain in their voices when they promised to be home soon and look after both girls.
(Y/n) hated to call them when they were at work but she needed Eddie's medical advice because she knew this couldn't be normal.
"Why, what's wrong?"
"She's got a rash, it's everywhere and she won't stop coughing… a-and she's been throwing up too."
(Y/n) had been surprised when Luna had managed to eat a little more today, but tonight everything came back up with vengeance. Luna began throwing up and wouldn't stop until all she had left was bile and spit. It had been a vain hope that Luna would finally get some sleep tonight and feel better in the morning. Clearly she wasn't going to sleep or get better.
"Fuck, where's the rash?" Eddie dragged his hand through his hair and leaned back against the sofa.
He knew Luna didn't have a rash this morning when he got her washed and dressed. The most she had was flushed skin and very dark red lips from the amount of coughing she had been doing lately. Depending on where the rash was would tell them how bad it was and if they had to go to the emergency room or not.
"Hang on," (Y/n) mumbled quietly as she pulled her phone back and clicked on the video call button. She turned the camera round and pointed it at Luna, propped up against her knees.
Eddie sat forward until he was on the edge of the sofa and he squinted, bringing the phone closer to he could try and examine his little girl. He was pleased when (Y/n) moved the camera up and down and moved Luna's onesie so he could see how it was spreading.
"Oh God… Buck, Buck come here." He waved his hand behind him, knowing his partner was somewhere in the kitchen trying to make a drink.
Moving her phone, (Y/n) held it tighter as she leaned back against the pillow and eased Luna down onto her chest when she began to cough again.
"Yeah babe wh- Jesus what happened?!" Both Evan's hands moved to grab Eddie's shoulders and he leaned down to look at Eddie's phone. His eyes narrowed as he moved his head near Eddie's shoulder until their cheeks were touching.
What had happened to their daughter?
She had an awful rash spreading across her face, all over her cheeks, down her neck and he could tell it had gone down to her chest too. And as a few seconds ticked by, Evan felt his chest tightening in panic. Luna wasn't breathing properly. She was taking awful, gasping breaths and every few seconds she would snuffle and grog and cough like her lungs were full of water and she was drowning.
"Eddie I don't know what to- shit!" (Y/n) closed her eyes and tilted her head back when Luna grogged into her neck and spat. She knew her little girl couldn't help it but it was still a horrible feeling and it wasn't good to know she was trying to be sick even with nothing left in her stomach.
Pushing forward, (Y/n) moved to stand up and cuddled Luna against her chest in her left arm while she held her phone up to look at the boys. When she glanced over her shoulder, she tried to smile at Chris who was half awake, watching her to see what was going on. He could hear both dads on the phone and it made him curious.
"She could have meningitis, we need to take her to the emergency room. Now."
Eddie's words made (Y/n)'s eyes water and she tipped her head back with a frown. She knew this was going to happen.
"Bobby, Bobby we need to go." Evan's hands gave Eddie's shoulders a tight squeeze before he turned and bolted to go downstairs and find their captain. They couldn't stay on shift. Their daughter wasn't well, they had to go home and be with her when she went to see the doctor.
"Y-you're leaving work?" (Y/n) rolled her lips together as she tried to stop the tears but she couldn't help it.
She shuddered when Luna's small arms locked around her neck and she began to wheeze. Her head tilted down and she tried to look down at Luna and rock her up and down to see if it helped but she was just taking in deep breaths and spluttering them back out again.
"Of course we are, mi amor. Get Chris up and ready, we won't be long I promise." Of course they were coming home. Bobby told everyone that family came first and if they had any emergencies that they should tell him and they could leave immediately. And he was more than understanding when it came to Evan and Eddie.
He understood that it wouldn't be fair for one of them to stay on shift and the other to go home during emergencies. If they had a family emergency, Bobby was fine with both men heading home.
"Eddie! Eddie s-she's not breathing properly!"
Eddie felt Evan's arm clench around his bicep the moment the pair of them rushed through the front door. They headed into the living room, scanning their eyes around as (Y/n) bolted over to them.
She had changed into one of Evan's lounge shirts and a pair of leggings and Chris was in his pyjamas with his shoes and coat on and his glasses. Although he was almost asleep in the armchair, curled up since it was half past eleven at night.
Both men almost stumbled back when (Y/n) bolted over to them and held their toddler out until Eddie took her.
Luna's breathing had become worse and worse but just before the boys pulled up, (Y/n) started crying when she realised her daughter was barely breathing at all. She was at the point of wheezing and gasping and right now her knees were pulled up to her tummy and her arms were coiled into her chest.
"Okay, shh baby girl, come here."
Eddie took Luna into his arms and sat down on the edge of the armchair next to Chris. He sat her down on his lap with one hand on her chest and the other flat out on her back. He rubbed his hand deeply up and down her back and tilted her forward so she was leaning down to try and ease her chest.
She wasn't choking but Eddie couldn't see why she wasn't breathing properly. She could be congested or she could have meningitis or some other illness that was clogging her chest and weighing down on her lungs.
He kept his hand up and down her back and jittered his knee up and down until Luna gave a croaky grumble and took a deep breath.
"Everyone in the car."
Evan reached down and scooped Chris up into his arms, letting him curl his legs around his torso and his chin perch on Evan's shoulder. He followed (Y/n) out the door with Eddie right behind him, Luna in his arms and her bag on his shoulder that (Y/n) had packed ready.
Moving over to the jeep, Evan carefully laid Chris out in the passenger seat and strapped him in, letting him curl up. He could have a power nap now and sleep while they got seen by a doctor. It wasn't fair to disrupt Chris like this but they didn't have any other choice. It was far too late to be ringing round family asking if they could wake up and look after Chris. And neither parent wanted to stay home while the other two went with Luna to hospital.
Chris would be calmer staying with his parents and watching over his sister.
Once Eddie strapped Luna in her car seat, he climbed in the front as (Y/n) shuffled into the middle seat in the back. Her head tilted to the left and she tried to smile when Evan wormed his way into the back with her.
"Christ." He muttered under his breath as he strapped his belt on and turned to the right, squashed up between (Y/n) and the door. He leaned on his side so his weight was on his right hip and his right arm spread out over (Y/n)'s shoulders. He moved his left arm out to rest his hand on Luna's chest and his lips pressed against (Y/n)'s head when she leaned her head back on his shoulder.
(Y/n) brushed her fingers across Luna's chest along with Evan and they watched her intently as she started to wheeze again. Her cheeks puffed out, her lips scrunched up and her hands batted around until Evan held her hand and started brushing his thumb across her fingers.
Each of them winced when a round of coughing flooded the car. Luna tilted forward in her car seat and began spluttering like her lungs were clogged and she could barely catch any air.
"Let it out baby," Evan tried to rub circles along her chest to see if a little pressure and motion would get her to take deeper breaths. But all she did was turn to crying and gasping instead.
Eddie pulled up in the closest space he could find and once he got out, he rounded the other side of the car and unbuckled Chris who was almost asleep. "Come here bud," He whispered, looping his son's arms around his neck so he could lift him up out the chair and settle him on his hip. Chris's head flopped onto his shoulder and his legs bound tight over Eddie's hips as he shut the door and waited for his partners to get out.
Moving over, (Y/n) stood beside Eddie and curled one hand around his upper arm while Evan got Luna out.
He settled her down on his chest with one hand on her back and the other around her legs, keeping her in the middle of his chest. Her head tucked into his chest just beneath his collar bone and she coughed into his shirt which she gripped tightly around the collar.
The emergency room was busy. It usually seemed busier on nights than it did during the day, but almost every seat was taken tonight and it made (Y/n) wince. How long were they going to have to sit and wait? How long could they wait with Luna coughing up a storm like this?
Reaching his arm out, Eddie curled his free hand around (Y/n)'s waist and guided her towards the last two free chairs near the toilets.
Eddie slowly sat down and wriggled Chris around until he was leant up on his chest, his head still on Eddie's shoulder and arms still bound around his neck. (Y/n) stood beside him and curled her hand around his shoulder, watching anxiously as Evan stood at reception and reeled off their details and what the problem was.
She felt Eddie's free arm trace around her hips and with a small tug, he pulled her down to sit on his lap with Chris on his other side. There was only one seat free next to Eddie and they left that for Evan as he walked over to them.
He took his seat next to Eddie and leaned Luna back into his chest as she began to cry.
"Shh, it's okay baby." Evan smoothed his hand up and down Luna's back and smothered his lips against the top of her head. He jittered his leg up and down to try and rock her a little to see if it would help. He didn't fancy pacing the length of the waiting room with people watching and being close by. Evan would rather stay seated here with his family.
Turning his head to the right, Eddie smiled softly when one of Luna's hands batted out and landed on his arm. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head and nuzzled his nose against her cheek to try and make her smile, but she didn't. Her wide eyes were still watering and she sniffed, curling her hand around his sleeve and when she coughed against his cheek, Eddie grimaced and pulled back.
"Thanks for that, baby girl." He leaned back as she snuggled further into Evan, but he didn't like the way she began wheezing.
Evan shifted her round so she was sat up on his knees with one hand on her chest and the other on her back. He tilted her forward and bounced his knees up and down to try and get her breathing properly but she continued to wheeze and croak until everyone was looking at them with worry.
"Luna Buckley-Diaz?"
(Y/n) looked across at the boys in surprise. They had barely been waiting five minutes. They must have seen how poorly Luna was to get her pushed through first, and given that she wasn't even two years old yet went in their favour too. She was a high priority, clearly.
They all got up and followed the doctor into the assessment unit and into a small cubicle on the right.
She sat down at her desk while Evan sat down in the chair opposite and settled Luna on his lap again. Eddie sat down beside him, juggling Chris on his lap while (Y/n) stood at his side and leaned into him. She ran her fingers through the back of Eddie's hair, trying to calm herself down as her eyes focused on Luna.
"I'm doctor Allen… who's the father?" Her eyes darted between the three of them with furrowed brows and intrigue in her eyes. She hadn't expected three people to follow her into her office. And they didn't usually get whole families bringing children down to the emergency room.
"We both are." The stern tone to Eddie's voice made (Y/n) grip his shoulder. He wasn't trying to be rude but Eddie wasn't in the mood to run her through their private life. Their daughter was ill and she needed assessing, it didn't matter who was here at the hospital with her. They didn't need an argument in the hospital. They had done enough of that when (Y/n) was pregnant.
"Okay. Run me through what's happened." She snapped on a pair of gloves and moved her chair closer to be in front of them so she could look over at Luna.
"She's had an infection for over a week… we got some antibiotics yesterday but they're not helping." When (Y/n) took Luna to the doctors last week she had taken Chris too just to they could make sure he was alright and that he wasn't going to develop the same infection.
They told her to carry on with Calpol and see how Luna faired, but when she only got worse they gave antibiotics yesterday. Luna only seemed to be progressing worse instead of improving.
"The rash came on tonight and she isn't breathing properly. She's being sick too." Eddie kept his left arm around Chris who was half awake with his eyes closed and his face tucked into Eddie's neck. He reached his right hand out towards his little girl and let Luna take his hand to focus on.
She coughed onto his fingers and pulled his hand close, squeezing tight. When she started to cry and lean back and forth as she gasped, Eddie brushed his finger beneath her chin to try and calm her down.
"Let's take a look at her." She smiled down at Luna and took her temperature before she tried to listen to her lungs which they all knew were crackling from the way she was coughing and struggling to breathe.
When she tried to look into Luna's mouth, the toddler whined and pushed back into Evan, tugging on Eddie's hand that she pressed against her mouth as if to try and hide away.
"Sh, come on be a good girl." Evan mumbled softly into her thin hair while Eddie lowered his hand so she couldn't hide behind it.
"What antibiotics was she prescribed?"
(Y/n) rummaged around in her bag and handed the small bottle over. Eddie had checked it before they first gave it to Luna to make sure it was okay for her as she was really young to be having antibiotics. But it was a small dose and it less percentage, and in liquid form for her to take.
"I'd say she's having a reaction to them, I'd like to give her a steroid injection to see if it helps her breathe any better."
Leaning down, (Y/n) knelt on the floor beside Eddie's leg so she could try and capture Luna's attention. While Eddie pulled his hand out to stretch Luna's arms out near his lap. They needed her attention diverted so the doctor could inject her swiftly without much of a fuss.
Evan rolled down the sleeve of her onesie and took the cotton swab and dabbed it across her arm. He tightened his arms around her and pressed his lips to the back of her head while (Y/n) grinned and held out a teddy and Eddie kept messing with her hands and rubbing his thumb across her fingers to keep her occupied.
Evan cringed the moment the needle punctured into Luna's upper right arm. Her little face contorted from huffed breaths into a tight frown and her lips curved right down towards her chin as she cried out. A long, drawn out whine burst past her lips before she tugged on Eddie's hand and started to gasp.
Spit rolled down her chin and tears flushed her face as she kept taking in very short, laboured breaths to try and cry but the noise came out croaky and muffled like a broken record.
"Such a good girl. I'll find an inhaler and a spacer, I'd like to get some steroids into her lungs as she's really not breathing well."
Doctor Allen stepped out to go and find what she needed and when (Y/n) looked up at Eddie, her face softened when she realised Chris was starting to wake up. He shuffled down towards her mumbling "Mum," and climbed onto her lap with his back against her chest so he could look up at both dads and his little sister.
When another croaky sound burst past Luna's lips, she leaned forward and pulled on Eddie's hand until he took the hint.
"Alright baby, come to daddy." He stood her up on his thighs and stared up at her while Evan ran his hand up and down her back.
Her arms looped around Eddie's neck and she pushed forward onto his chest, bending her knees into his abdomen as she snuffled and leaned her cheek on his shoulder so she was facing Evan. She stopped screaming when Eddie kissed her shoulder and swayed her from side to side while Evan kissed her cheek.
"Here we go, do you know how it works?"
"Yeah," Evan took the yellow spacer with flowers stuck all over the clear middle tube and he held the purple inhaler he was handed over.
Once the inhaler was clipped on the end, Evan leaned back and turned to face Luna. She was settled on Eddie's chest and moving her wouldn't be a great idea right now when they could try and do this with her being comfy with Eddie.
Evan pretended to press the spacer against his nose to get Luna's attention and when she reached out for it, he leaned away and held it out of her reach. "Oh no, little moon. This is mine." He pretended to breathe into it again and when Luna made a grabby hand, he turned it around.
As quick as anything, Evan pressed the inhaler down and held the mask over Luna's mouth and nose. She tried to squirm away but Eddie pressed his cheek against her head and held her in place, humming against her hair. She wriggled, dug her tiny fingers into his shoulders and started to cry, but it made her breathe in the steroids.
"Aren't you a good girl, hm? That's our little lady." Eddie smoothed his hand in circles across her back and shuffled to the edge of his seat so the doctor could look at her again.
His lips smothered the side of her head and he hushed her as she cried out when the thermometer pressed into her ear and made her jump.
"Temperature is high… but she's breathing a bit better now. I'd like to admit her into the children's unit, so we can monitor her on some new antibiotics and get her fever down. If you'd hold her now so I can take some blood samples, we can get her admitted right away and once she's stable, you can all go back home."
(Y/n) held Chris's sides when he stood up and took the rabbit teddy from (Y/n)'s bag on the floor. He held the teddy out towards his little sister when Eddie sat her on his lap. He kept her focus on the teddy in his hand and moved it around to keep her eyes glued to it while Eddie held her chest and her back. And Evan held her right arm out towards the doctor.
A horrible, croaky whine burst past her lips when the needle slipped into the crease of her elbow and she tilted her head back to look up at both dads. Her glare and the way her lips crinkled was a dirty look as if her dads had just betrayed her and it made Evan wince.
When Eddie noticed the frown on Evan's face, he smiled softly and leaned over to peck his cheek. The moment their girl was born, she had them both wrapped around her little finger, even more so when she was ill.
"All done," Chris spoke tiredly and held the teddy out to Luna once the needle was removed and a tiny beige plaster was stuck to her arm.
He turned around and looped his arms around (Y/n)'s neck and she stood up and let him cling to her front until she picked him up. He was getting heavy to be carrying around, but (Y/n) didn't mind. He was her little boy now and they had kept him up past midnight for an emergency trip. The least (Y/n) could do was carry her boy and let him try and get back to sleep.
"Make your way to the children's unit on the second floor, they'll be expecting you."
"Thank you."
Evan hooked (Y/n)'s bag over his shoulder and curved an arm around her waist, keeping her tucked into his side as he smiled softly down at Chris who was looking up at him with half lidded eyes.
"You okay buddy?" Evan lifted his arm up from (Y/n)'s waist to wrap it around her shoulders instead so his hand could rest on Chris's back. He pressed his lips to the back of (Y/n)'s head and kept her in front of him while Eddie walked at his side with their daughter whimpering into his chest.
"Yeah. Luna was brave."
"Oh, she's a brave girl." Eddie murmured as he they headed towards the stairs to go up to the second floor.
He was more than relieved that Bobby had been so quick to let them leave shift and come home to get their family. Neither Eddie or Evan would have wanted (Y/n) to bring the kids down here on her own and juggle all of this and then have to stay in the hospital through the night with the kids.
They both wanted to be here with (Y/n) and the kids and make sure they were all alright.
And the night was far from over.
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Is It Over Now...? Part 2
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Pairing: Toxic!Mattheo x fem!Reader
Hogwarts University!AU
Warnings: cursing, substance use (alcohol and marijuana), cheating ((please lmk if I missed any))
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🎶 Let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later
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"I can't believe you took him back after he kissed some other chick."
You and Pansy sat in the library, surrounded by textbooks and takeout coffee cups. Your eyes flick up from your book to glare at Pansy. "*She* kissed *him*." You asserted.
"Sure," she muttered under her breath, sipping her coffee.
"He said it was a mistake."
"I'm not arguing with him there." She says flatly, rolling her eyes.
You felt your irritation build. "He's not like that anymore, Pansy." You snapped at your friend.
Her eyes were piercing and fierce, but hidden in her stare was a softness that told you she was coming from a place of care and concern. "But he was. I just don't want you to forget that."
•••
The incident at the party and the conversation with Pansy was three weeks ago. Since then things with Mattheo settled back into a comfortable normalcy.
After class one day, you exited the psychology building with Luna and Pansy and your eyes fall on a familar pair of brown eyes sitting on a bench in the shade.
"We'll see you guys at dinner!" You bid your goodbyes to them before skipping over to Mattheo.
"Well hello there, handsome." You grin, leaning down to peck his lips.
He holds up one of two takeout coffe cups in his hands. "One iced vanilla latte for my favorite girl." He smirks at you, eyes gazing at you with soft fondness.
He stands and kisses you again, his hand resting gently on the small of your back. With your coffee in one hand and Mattheo's hand in the other, the two of you begin your walk across campus.
"How was your day?" You ask, swinging your hands between the two of you.
"Dreadfully boring." He complained. He gave your hand a soft squeeze, "Better now that I can see you."
"You're such a suck up." You snort.
"Only because I'm crazy for you." He bats his eyelashes at you flirtatiously. You roll your eyes playfully at him. He lets go of your hand to wrap his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side and pressing a kiss to your temple.
"I love you," he whispers into your hair.
"I love you too."
•••
Later that night, your group of friends sat in the common room, lounging on a variety of furniture so that they could wind down from their day. You sat with your legs thrown over Mattheo's lap, your cheek resting against his shoulder. You let out an involuntary yawn, feeling exhausted after a long day of classes. Mattheo's arm wrapped around your shoulder, holding you securely against him and tracing gentle patterns on your arm. The gesture was soothing and relaxing. The topic of conversation shifted to plans for the upcoming weekend.
"Babe, you comin' to the party this weekend? I think it's Ravenclaw house." Mattheo cranes his head to look at you.
You shake your head. "Nope. It's girls night."
"Fuck yeah girls night!" Pansy pumps her fist from where she sits across from you, illiciting a soft snort from you.
"Aww," Mattheo pretends to pout, "it won't be as fun without you there." He gives you a soft squeeze.
"I think you'll survive." You tease, reaching up to pat his cheek.
"You look tired." He says with a teasing tone and slight smirk.
"What makes you-" you interupt yourself with an involuntary yawn, "say that?"
"Wanna head up for the night?"
You nod sleepily, sliding you legs off of Mattheo's lap. The two of you bid goodbye to your friends and head to your room.
Mattheo flops on your bed with an exaggerated groan. You shake your head, smiling softly at him, digging through your drawers for some more comfortable clothes. You disappear to the bathroom for a couple minutes and emerge wearing a pair of pajama shorts and a band t-shirt you had stolen from Mattheo.
"God, you're gorgeous." Mattheo says from his spot on the bed, propped up on his elbows. His dark brown eyes seem to sparkle as they take in your form standing in front of him.
You feel heat rising to your cheeks and your fingers play with the hem of your shirt. "Oh, thank you." You avert your eyes from him, blushing furiously.
Mattheo sits up further, "Oh c'mon don't go shy on me now." He beckons you over to him. When you're close enough he wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you into him. He rests his chin on your stomach, looking at you with a loving gaze. Your hands naturally find themselves tangling into his curly hair.
With a quick motion, he pulls you onto the bed on top of him. You let out a startled yelp as you land on top of Mattheo. He grabs your face, pressing soft kisses all over it. You burst into a fit of giggles. He just grins at you while you struggle to stop laughing.
He lets go of you only for a moment to climb under the bed covers, beckoning for you to join him. He pulls you close to him, bending his head to rest his forehead against yours. You close your eyes sleepily, feeling the beat of Mattheo's heart through his chest. He tilts his head to press a kiss to your forehead. "You're so wonderful. I love you so much." He whispers against your hairline.
You eyes stay closed but you smile, snuggling deeper into his hold. "I love you too, Mattheo." In the warmth of his embrace, you find yourself easily drifting off to sleep.
Your dreams were filled with Mattheo. His eyes, his smile, his voice, his laugh, his kiss, his touch. And as you lie there next to him, wrapped in his arms, your heart feels warm and happy.
•••
On Saturday, armed with alcoholic beverages and a variety if snacks, you make your way to Pansy's dorm room.
"Let's get this party started." You sing as you burst into the room. Daphne is lounging on the bed and Luna and Pansy are sat on the floor. An episode of tashy reality television is playing on the TV. Not long after you arrive, Hermione and Ginny also make their way to the girls night. The six of you get wine drunk and do face masks and eat a little too much junk food.
"Fuck, marry, kill: Professor Snape, Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall." Hermione giggles as she poses the question to the group.
"Oh definetly marry McGonagall. That woman would treat me right." Ginny declares. "Then I would fuck Dumbledore and kill Snape."
"Oh c'mon Snape is not that bad." Pansy whines.
"You're just saying that because he's your teacher crush." You tease. Pansy sticks her tongue out at you. "I would marry Snape, fuck McGonagall, and kill Dumbledore," she lists off.
"I'd say marry McGonagall, fuck Snape, and kill Dumbledore." Daphne adds her list to the mix.
"What about fuck, marry, kill: Thestrals, Hippogriffs, and Puffskiens." Luna asks, her voice airy and light indicating her tipsy state.
"I mean have you seen a Puffskien's tongue?" You ask, wiggling your eyebrows suggestively, eliciting a chorus of laughter.
As the conversation continues, you glance down when your phone lights up with a notification.
From Mattheo:
💬: 'Bout to head out. Have fun with the girls. I love you 💘'
You shoot off a quick response back:
💬: 'Have fun babe! Be safe~ I love you 🥰😘'
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The party at the Ravenclaw clubhouse was in full swing. Mattheo hadn't meant to get as drunk as he currently was. The night had started with him entering the party with the other Slytherin boys. He played beer pong with Blaise and they challenged a group of Gryffindors to a game of flip cup. He was enjoying a pleasant buzz and having a good time.
At some point, however, the drinks kept coming. It seemed as if Mattheo's cup was never empty. He lost track of his friends. At one point someone offered him a joint. Now he was collapsed on a couch, his head swimming in his current intoxocated state.
"Hey there," the girl said seductively as she stepped between his legs, "Where have you been?" She leans forward, over where he lounges on the sofa. Mattheo couldn't look anywhere but her breasts if he tried. She had placed herself right in his line of vision and her tight dress left little to the imagination.
"Been busy," he mumbled. Moving his lips to speak took a tremendous amount of effort in his current state.
She reached down, trailing her fingers over his thighs. Her touch made his skin tingle. Without thinking he reached out, placing his hands on the girl's hips. She seemed pleased by this. Reaching out she took a strand of his hair and twisted it in her fingers.
"Want some company tonight?" She purred in his ear. Mattheo's skin felt like it was on fire. 'She smells good.' He thought as she leaned close to whisper in his ear. And, not considering the potential consequences of his actions in his cross-faded state, he pulls her against him and lets her kiss him.
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You blinked awake, reaching over to check your phone. Luna was already awake and sat cross legged reading a book. Everyone else was still sleeping. You rubbed your eyes and when your brain registered what was on your screen your blood ran cold. You sat up so quickly that it startled Luna. You were already reaching over to shake Pansy awake, eyes still glued to the screen.
"Leave me alone." She grumbles sleepily. She rolls over, squinting her eyes at you. When she registers the look on your face, however, she sits up just as quickly as you had. "What's wrong." She demands.
You're at a loss for words and your hands shake as you hand the phone to her. You wrap your arms around your knees, hugging them to your chest.
"That fucking bastard." She exclaims furiously. She quickly snaps her mouth shut, realizing that everyone was still asleep, and handed the phone to Luna.
"Oh [Y/N]" she says sadly. She reaches out to rest her hand gently on your arm.
The message on your phone is from George Weasley. It reads:
💬: "I'm real sorry but thought you ought to know."
Attached is a photo of Mattheo with the same girl you had caught him kissing a month ago. The photo was dark and blurry but there was no question. Mattheo lounged on a couch. The girl sat in his lap. They were kissing. One of his hands was resting on her ass.
A month ago you had been seething rage, but now you just felt hollow. The tears slipped quietly down your cheeks and your eyes glazed over.
"God, I feel so stupid." You whisper.
•••
Mattheo groaned, his head pounding in his skull. He rolled over, unconsciously wrapping his arms around the figure sleeping next to him. He inhaled deeply, expecting to smell your shampoo. Through his haze he makes out the alcohol on his own breath but something is... different. His eyes open lazily. The person in his bed, he realizes, is not you.
The girl lying next to him was naked-- that wasn't a good sign. He fought against the fuzzy haze clouding his mind. And suddenly, fragmented memories of the night before came flodding back. His eyes widened.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." He chanted over and over to himself as he shook the girl awake.
"You have to leave. Now." He demanded, scrambling out of the bed. Searching the floor he found discarded clothes that he threw back at her.
"What the...?"
Mattheo looks at her, eyes wild, and points to the door. "I said leave." His tone was hostile.
"What the fuck is your problem?" She snapped back at him, pulling her shirt over her head.
"I have a girlfriend. You can't be here. This was a mistake." Mattheo ran his hand through his messy hair, trying to gain a semblance of composure.
Part 3 coming soon...
The girl grabbed her shoes. "Just saying, I don't think your gonna have a girlfriend for much longer." She exits the room, slamming the door shut behind her.
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Hmmm you know, I’m always down for that you’re in a new relationship, just been recently going out, and it’s that first time with a new partner. Can be awkward, can be fluffy, who knows? The world is your oyster. 😏🩷 also love you immensely
your brain is so big and i chose to make it funny. love you so much Luna!!!
3rd Times the Charm
ǁ summary: The 2 times you and Steve tried to have sex for the first time and the 1 time it actually happened.
ǁ tags: mentions of blood and injury (not graphic), mention of needles/stitches, fem!reader
ǁ word count: 1.5k
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The first time you and Steve tried to ‘consummate’ your relationship did not go as intended. You’d planned it in advance – a nice dinner followed by a romantic and cheesy walk in the park. The ending was set for your place because you had a bigger bed and your roommate was supposed to be gone.
Key word: supposed to be.
The two of you had gotten distracted in the hallway. Steve had one hand on your hip, the other on your jaw, and was pressing you flat against the wall with his body as he sucked your lower lip into his mouth just to watch it pop back into place again. You both knew what the plan was and the anticipation to finally fuck your boyfriend of 3 months had been building the entire night.
If the denim erection pressing into your hip was any indicator, then Steve was just as excited as you were.
After some careful coaxing both by your breathless murmurs and your fingers twisting in his hair, you were able to convince him to let you go long enough for you to get your keys out and unlock the door. Although, you really only got halfway through doing so before he was pressing up against you from behind, wide palms settled on either hip, and his mouth teasing at the skin on the side of your neck.
The two of you stumbled into the apartment together, his arms wrapped tight around you as he used his foot to kick the door closed. It only took another scarce few moments before he had you pressed against another wall, this time with your back still to his front, and his hands wandering from the fronts of your upper thighs all the way up to cupping them under your tits. Each graze of his warm palms lit you aflame, forehead pressed to the drywall as you closed your eyes and tried to regain some composure despite Steve intentionally trying to drive you into a frenzy.
That was when the two of you heard the first sob.
As it turns out, the one night you and Steve had planned to have sex for the first time ended up being the very same night your roommate got dumped. The two of you peeked around the corner into the living room, fully disheveled and panting, to the sight of her curled into a ball on the couch. She was completely inconsolable and the moment she saw you, she was begging for a hug and someone to talk to.
There was nothing you could do to weasel your way out of this situation to go try to hook up – not when she was crying face down in your lap with Kelly Clarkson playing on the loudspeaker. And Steve, absolute god tier boyfriend that he is, ran his fingers through your hair to settle it, pressed a kiss to your temple, and shared an understanding smile with you before asking your roommate what kind of ice cream she wanted from the convenience store on the corner. He returned no more than 15 minutes later with a spread fit for a heartbroken young adult and with multiple RedBox DVDs that the 3 of you watched into the night before you all fell asleep on the couch in a mountain of blankets and pillows.
The second time you and Steve tried to “consummate” your relationship went even worse. The idea of ‘Sex sent me to the ER’ is all fun and games until it happens to you.
It was very spur of the moment at a party – one of your mutual friends had planned this huge celebration at their parents fancy lake house. The two of you had gotten suited and lotioned up, drove the hour out of town to the property, and spent the entire afternoon roasting in the sun on jet skis and getting thrown off inner tubes behind a speedboat.
You’d had your eyes on Steve for hours and you were completely unapologetic about it. He was wearing a pair of navy swim trunks, a white linen shirt that was fully unbuttoned to show off his chest hair and golden skin, a pair of aviators perched on his nose, and with his hair sunkissed and windblown.
He’d taken over driving the speedboat with a beer in his hand and the steering wheel in the other, gunning it across the lake and throwing people off their rafts into the water with absolute joy and taunting yells across the wide open spaces. It looked like he was born for this, like this was him in his element, and you had actually never been more attracted to him than you were under that May sunshine.
When the sun set, a bonfire was lit and the speakers came out. Snacks and drinks, alcohol and non, were flowing steadily as people alternated between sitting by the fire and talking, pushing each other into the lake or the pool, and a few people even started dancing down by the water. You were all sunburnt and lazy with the first heat of the summer, heavy and slow with relaxation. And honestly… Horny as hell.
The two of you had stumbled into a shed on the property with greedy hands on warm skin and in slowly drying hair. His mouth was ravenous as it trailed from your own to the salty span of your neck and down to suck bruises into the sensitive skin on your chest. He’d pulled back after a few minutes, chest heaving beneath his open shirt and pupils blown wide as he looked you over. Told you he wanted you more than anything but was worried about your first time being in a fucking shed. You, completely drunk on him and not caring about anything else, informed him you didn’t give a damn and you needed him inside you like yesterday.
The grin that lit up his face was brighter than the summer sun of the day.
It was all blooming feelings and barely contained moans until he knelt down to give you some well overdue attention between your thighs. He had trailed kisses down your stomach as he dropped down without looking before you heard him suddenly hiss out through his teeth at the same time something shifted beside you and he fell away. Still slightly dazed, it took you a few moments too long to realize he had fallen onto his ass and was gently cradling his shin because it was now quickly pouring blood.
He’d knelt down and sliced his calf on a gardening tool in the shed. A blade that, after pulling out a flashlight, you confirmed was covered in rust.
The two of you spent the next 4.5 hours in the emergency room – earning Steve a tetanus shot and 2 other injections as well as 10 stitches and a prescription for antibiotics. As soon as you both confirmed that he wasn’t going to lose his leg or something, you couldn’t help but laugh. The sun and fun had lightened your minds and made something like having to go to the ER because Steve tried to eat you out in a shed feel like a story to tell, and nothing worse than that.
While it probably could have happened sooner, you and Steve finally got your chance the day after Steve’s stitches were removed. He’d shown up to your apartment early on a Saturday with a packet of baked goods for breakfast and a cup of your favorite from the corner store. All completely unprompted and he insisted it was just because he wanted to do something nice for you after your week at work.
The two of you had a slow and comfortable breakfast on your balcony as the morning sun rose higher in the sky. The moment you were both finished eating, you’d wasted no time in climbing into his lap and making up for lost time.
It was slow and thorough; each of you taking your sweet time in learning what made the other tick and shiver. It was hours between your sheets in the late hours of the morning with all the time in the world to explore each other.
And, while it was well worth the wait, you certainly had a lot of time to make up for.
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