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beatrixstonehill2 · 3 months

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Vince walked around his town's annual Oktoberfest celebration, catching sight of someone he hadn't seen in years, his high school crush, Natalie. Only not quite how he remembered her. "Wow, Natalie! Get a load of you.... looking better than ever!"

"Oh my god, Vince! I'm soooo happy to see you! And thanks.... I'm getting that a lot." She giggled, giving her belly a few good slaps as she guzzled her beer, wiping her lips afterward.

"Damn, you're putting those things away, huh? I remember you used to be all straight-edge, education comes first. You were cute, but not a whole lot of fun."

"Gee, thanks. I know, I know, I was so stuck up. But that's all changed now, and for the record this is my fifth beer already! Which, mmmm, reminds me!" Natalie slightly spread her bare legs and feet, pissing without a hint of embarrassment. "Mmmmm, that feels so good! I hope you don't mind." She bit her lip, talking as she pissed shamelessly in front of everyone.

"Not at all, a girl your size probably can barely control it, I bet."

She shook her head, still going, taking a big sip of her beer. "Just barely. I'm such breeder now, I'm getting used to just pissing myself if I need to. My womb is gigantic most of the time, my poor bladder's crushed. All the beer I drink probably doesn't help either. Mmmmm...."

"I can't believe how much you've changed. Last I heard you were a big shot in going to University in the city, about to get your Bachelor's. I still remember you tutoring me in English and I felt like a moron talking to you. Everyone knew you were the smartest girl in class."

"Those were the days! Well, I did good in college but my family talked me into dropping out and giving up on my education."

"What? For real?"

Natalie slapped her belly so hard it made a loud smacking noise. "Uh-huh! You know my family are pretty traditional, Christian types..... Sooo, they asked to talk to me and basically said that they were being quiet about how they really felt. They were proud of who I was becoming, but deep down wanted me to return to my small-town roots. They told me they always hoped I'd be barefoot and pregnant, sleeping around town, popping out kids left and right with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. They talked about how they prayed I'd come to my senses and lead a normal girl's life like God wants, or whatever. They said I should be breeding and having tons of sex with all kinds of guys, satisfying the local men, not leaving one behind. I should always be pregnant, and basically make my whole life about pleasure, to embrace being dumb, and to stop embarrassing them by being this super smarty city girl in college."

"And just like that you gave it up to make them happy, become a dumb little breeding cow?"

"Yep! Pretty much.... And I've got to say, I'm way happier living a simple life like this. I have all the sex I want with whoever, drink all I want, smoke like a chimney, show off my massive belly full of kids to entice the locals into getting out a little pent up frustration on me! I do such a wonderful service to the community now. I really feel like I'm giving back every time these men fill me with their seed and pound away at my poor, swollen pussy...." She giggled, giving her belly another slap, finishing her beer. "Oh! All done.... better get another. You want one?"

"Sure, I guess."

"That's the spirit! While we wait in line how about you bend me over, hike up my skirt, and show me how big a crush you really have on me....."

"Damn, I should've come back home way sooner I guess...." He gave Natalie a playful spank, leading her to the waiting line at the makeshift tavern nearby, his cock already anticipating getting to finally fuck his first major crush, with some added weight, a much bigger ass, and a huge belly full of kids. He knew in the coming days they would need to do a lot more catching up, while she could still walk, that is.

#pregnant kink #huge pregnant belly #breeding k1nk #submisive and breedable #free use kink #pissing kink

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once-upon-an-imagine · 3 months

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Mmmmm

If u still want dialogue requests, maybe Sirius comforting the reader (platonically) due to her dad just generally sucking and being low-key sexist to her at some fancy "the noble and most ancient house of black" party/ball/whatever fancy rich ppl host? (She's also from one of those families, they're betrothed)

Also, hope ur day's better!!

I think this might have been a bit more angsty that you wanted to but I still hope you like it 😁 Warnings: arranged marriage; Lestrange!reader; reader is drunk; bad family situation (mentions and hints of abuse) Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gif isn't mine 😊

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Till Death Do Us Part

"Hey! It's the rest of the Marauders!" you announced happily as Sirius opened the door to his dorm. "How come they weren't at our engagement party?" you asked, looking at him.

"Because, love, your parents only got us, your brothers, and my brother out for tonight, remember?"

"Oh, right" you giggled. "Don't worry guys, you didn't miss anything good. It was soooo boring" you laughed.

"We can see that, love" James smirked. "Is she drunk?"

"Hammered" Sirius explained as he walked you over to his bed. "I didn't want her to go back to Slytherin like this" he commented.

"Smart" Remus nodded. "What happened?"

"The usual" Sirius shrugged as you sat down on his bed. "Her father being a prick. My dad being a prick. Our mothers being-"

"Bitches" you snorted, before he could finish, making all four boys turn to look at you. "Sorry, that is no way to talk about my mother-in-law" you laughed.

"What about your mother?" Peter asked confused.

"Oh, she is a bitch" you assured him.

"Hey, could you guys... go get something form the kitchen to sober her up?" Sirius asked them, James quickly getting the hint that he wanted all three of them out of there, got up and nodded.

"Sure thing, mate" he said, looking at the other two and grabbing the Map. "Anything you fancy, love?"

"Oh, if they have anything with potatoes or cheese on it, you would make me the happiest woman on Earth, Potter" you smiled sweetly at him.

"I'll see what I can do" he winked at you before the three of them left.

"Do you have anything that I can use to take off my makeup?" you asked Sirius as he looked through his trunk for clothes to give you.

"Um, yeah" he said, leading you to the bathroom. He gave you whatever you needed, placed his clothes so you could change, and gave you a toothbrush you used whenever you stayed there, since this hadn't been the first time.

"Thanks, Siri" you smiled wearily at him before he started to leave. "W-wait, um-" you said, feeling your cheeks burn. "C-could you please help me with m-my dress?"

"Yeah" he smiled before he started working on the back of your dress.

When it was finally undone, Sirius saw you take in a deep breath and felt his heart aching a little at how uncomfortable it looked. But that wasn't all he noticed. He saw faint bruises on your back and your arms. He felt sick to his stomach knowing he recognized them very well, since he had very similar ones on his body.

"They don't hurt as much anymore" you said quietly as Sirius looked at you through the mirror. He placed a soft kiss on your head and turned around.

"I'll be right out if you need me, love, okay?" he said and you thanked him.

A few minutes later, you came out of the bathroom to find Sirius already in his pajamas, sitting on his bed. He offered you a smile and a glass of water which you gladly took, sitting next to him. The two of you were silent for a moment until you spoke again.

"I'm sorry you have to marry me" you said, quietly as you gripped your glass.

"What?" he asked a little confused. "Why would you say that?"

"I don't know" you shrugged. "You can do a lot better, as my brothers were pointing out tonight to your brother and everyone else" you chuckled sadly.

"Your brothers are idiots" he waved it off.

"Still" you said, quietly. "You can call it off if you want to. You know that, right?"

"So can you" he frowned, confused but you shook your head.

"It doesn't work that way with the women in our world, Sirius" you smiled wearily at him. "Plus, even if I could, I wouldn't" you informed him, surprising him a little. "I know that... you didn't even want to get married and... if you did, I wouldn't be your first choice, and I know we don't really love each other that way but... I was relieved when I found out it was you" you said with a small smile.

"You were?" he asked, confused and you nodded.

"I think you and Regulus are the only ones that aren't... like our parents" you said, quietly. "So, if my fate was to be with someone in any of those families" you said, resting your head on his shoulder. "I'm glad it's you" you smiled, not noticing Sirius smile as well.

"Well, I'm glad it's me too then" he said, kissing your forehead.

"You don't have to lie, Sirius" you chuckled sadly. "I know I'm not the prettiest, or the brightest, or... fit to be a wife, really, as my father likes to repeatedly point out" you said, breaking Sirius' heart at how little you thought of yourself. True, the two of you didn't have a romantic relationship, but you had been friends your entire lives and you had been the only one who didn't stop talking to him when he got sorted into Gryffindor. And he loved you very much. "I promise I'll try my best to be the wife you deserve, Siri" you said quietly, making Sirius pull away from you a little.

"Hey, look at me" he said, gently placing his hand on your cheek and making you face you. His heart broke when he saw a few tears in your eyes. "You don't have anything to prove, okay? Not to me. Ever" he assured you. "You are one of the best people I've met, and I'm not gonna let your stupid father or your idiot brothers convince you that you're not good enough. I know that this situation isn't ideal for either of us but, love, I would choose to marry you a million times before I'd let your father pick any of those pricks that could hurt you" he said in a stern tone. "We're gonna be okay, love" he said, hugging you to him. "And I promise I won't let anyone hurt you again" he said, kissing your temple before he turned you to face him again. "No more silly apologies, okay?" he smiled sweetly, wiping away the last few tears on your cheeks. "We're a team now. We're in this together... till death do us part" he said, making you laugh.

"You're an idiot" you chuckled.

"I'm your idiot" he smirked. "Foreveeer" he said in a creepy voice making you laugh and hit him with his pillow.

"Alright, lovebirds, we've got the food" James said, entering the dorm with Remus and Peter behind them carrying an endless amount of food with them.

"You guys know I'm not that drunk, right?" you laughed as the placed everything in the middle like a picnic.

"Well, that is very pretentious of you, Miss Lestrange" James chuckled. "We're also hungry" he informed you. "Plus, I got cheesy potatoes" he said, getting out a container and your eyes widen.

"I love you, Potter" you said, getting away from Sirius and grabbing the plate from him.

"Seriously? In front of your husband?" Sirius asked, offended, sitting next to you. Sirius was right. This situation was not ideal, but you'd choose him every day over anybody else. You were going to be okay.

The End

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A/N: hope you loves liked it!

#marauders #marauders imagine #sirius black #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black drabble

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yelenghs · 1 year

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what about amab Yandere Yelena kidnapping you and your spouse and then fucking you in front of said spouse🫢

NNGHGHN MMMMM (instead of spouse i put husband bc imagine how humiliated he would be if he saw his s/o getting fucked by a dick twice as big as his)

she'd tie your husband to a chair in front of the two of you, one of her pen holding him as gun point so he's forced to watch. her hands grope and squeeze at you, slowly stripping you of your clothes. you can feel her grind and rub her erection against you, it's warm, so warm.

when you're in nothing but your panties, she makes a show of rubbing your soaked cunt through the thin cloth. a low giggle would erupt from her chest, watching as your husband stares with horror filled eyes and an erection that only seems to get more excited by the minute.

she'd kiss the shell of your ear to get your attention. "see that?" she gestured to your husband's hard on. "it looks so small.. were you ever even satisfied?" she gave a faux pout, one that cracked into a smirk as she stood up. she smoothed out her dress pants, gripping you by your jaw and forcing you to look straight at her crotch.

almost immediately, you felt enticed. even through her pants, her dick looked huge. she unzipped her pants and fished her cock out of her boxers, grabbing it by the base and swinging it in front of you. "now this is what you call a dick." and it sure as hell was, you wanted nothing more than to shove it inside of you.

"come on, baby, do me a favor and get it nice and wet for me." without a second thought, you attach your lips to the head of her cock. you licked and sucked, slowly going deeper and deeper as you eased her cock into your mouth. she tasted so good, way better than your husband. you wanted more.

you took her as deep as you could, until she hit the back of your throat. but even so, there was still more you couldn't take. you used your hand to jerk what you couldn't reach. you felt her twitch in your mouth and her hips jerked. "a-alright, enough" you listen and pull away, strings of your saliva and her precum connecting you to her dick.

"take off your panties and spread your legs-" she commanded, you obeyed. anything for her. "-now show your husband what he wishes he could have." you waste no time, spreading your legs and rubbing your middle finger in between your pussy lips. when you pulled it away, a string of your slick could be seen.

your husband whined in his seat, hips squirming and tears falling from his eyes.

you turned your attention back to yelena, who is now seated behind you. you can feel the tip of her cock prod at your entrance. she spoke, loud and clear so your husband could hear as well "now then, why don't we show that little husband of yours what a real cock could do?"

he whimpered, he couldn't believe it. you were being fucked by someone else, and enjoying it. why? after all you two have been through? after all of those years you two have been together? all he wanted to do was go home and sulk, hole himself away in your shared bedroom and never come out again.

he was pulled from his train of thought, as you moaned louder than you ever have before. Yelena was already to it, her hips smacking against yours. each brush of her tip against your cervix made your back arch and a moan rip from your throat.

"how's that, baby? has he ever gone this deep? has he ever gotten you to be this loud?" you shake your head no, she slapped your ass, hard. "use your words, bitch."

"n-no! never! he was n-never this good!" you squeak out as she went harder, her pace slowing, but she drove into you with more force.

"good girl. hear that, mr. sir? i bet she couldn't feel anything with that little fucking clit of yours." she humiliated him, watching as he curled up in shame.

she pulled you up by your hair, showing off your fucked out face to him. mascars dripped down your cheeks, tongue lolled out and eyebrows knitted together in pleasure. you squealed with each thrust inside of you, she smirked as she felt you tighten more and more.

"what a good slut. now c'mon, show him something that he's never seen in his life; a real female orgasm, haha!"

#yelena x reader aot #yelena x reader #yelena aot #yelena smut #snk yelena x reader #yelena attack on titan #snk yelena #yelena snk #aot yelena

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m-jelly · 8 months

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Hi, i hope you gave a nice day!

I love dad! Levi so much. What about the second part of https://www.tumblr.com/m-jelly/674945280860356608/jelly-i-absolutely-love-how-you-write-dad-levi where Levi and the reader tell the kid that they are going to get married and how it will all happen.

Maybe a small family evening walk or family dinner)))

@kenkopanda-art <3

A family already - Part 2

Levi x fem!Reader

Modern AU, dad Levi, being a family, adopted child, engagement, romance.

You and Levi have been dating for a few months and he decides he can't wait anymore. Levi proposes and whisks you off your feet. You need to tell Furlan, so Levi and you decide to go to take him on a day out and some dinner before telling him about the engagement.

Part 1

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6 @nbinairyn

Giggles filled the bedroom as the sun began to rise. The muscular attractive body of your man lay against yours. His loving lips covered your face in sweet kisses. Last night, he proposed to you and you accepted. So, all night and this morning you had been confirming your love.

You sighed as you played with Levi's hair. "We should get up for the day. We need to tell Furlan that we're getting married."

Levi hummed in thought. "How about we go to an arcade and then get pizza after?"

"Oh! That sounds like so much fun."

He kissed the end of your nose. "I'll go wake up Furlan." He jumped out of bed and clicked his joints before stretching the muscles on his naked body. "Mmmmm, I feel so refreshed."

You stared at the scratches on his back. "I'm glad. My hips ache."

He yanked on his boxers and then his trousers. "Sorry, I get very passionate."

You giggled. "I enjoyed every single moment. I believe I said yes a lot."

Levi smirked. "You did." He kissed your cheek. "I love you."

"Love you too." You slipped out of bed. "I'll make breakfast."

"Are you sure?"

You started to change. "Yeah. I'm happy to. I'll make chocolate chip pancakes."

Levi moaned. "Sounds so good."

"Do you want a breakfast tea or earl grey?"

"Ooo, earl grey, my love."

You slapped him on the bum. "Got it!"

The morning was filled with laughter and fun as you made pancakes. Furlan was so excited to go to an arcade and play some games. You were mum now in his life. Your family worked together so perfectly and was always filled with love and care.

Furlan was wiggling in his car seat as soon as Levi put him in. He was kicking his little legs and singing along to the songs on the playlist you'd made. You and Levi sang along with him and made it a fun family thing. Furlan had yet to notice the engagement ring on your finger.

Furlan ran over to you and grabbed your hand. "Momma, hold my hand."

You giggled. "Is this so I don't get lost?"

"Yes. You are my momma. No one else can have you."

You scooped him up into your arms and hugged him. "You are adorable."

Levi placed his hand on your bum. "What about me?"

Furlan hummed in thought. "Ummm."

Levi gasped and pretended he was hurt. "My own son doesn't want me. Oh, I see it. Now you have mummy you wanna swap, huh? No more single dad, you want a single mum."

Furlan laughed. "I love you, daddy."

"I'm too hurt."

You laughed. "Don't worry, just give him a hug and a kiss and he'll forgive you."

Levi took Furlan from you and spun around with him. Furland squealed with laughter as Levi kept spinning. Levi stopped and threw his son in the air and caught him. He kissed his puffy cheek and smiled. "All forgiven."

Furlan hugged Levi tightly. "You're the best, daddy."

"Thank you."

All three of you went to the arcade and helped Furlan play games. Levi was excellent at the ones that required skills and strength. You were great at the others and knew a few tricks. So, due to the two of you teaming up, Furlan one a lot of things.

After you had finished playing, you went to the food area and ordered some pizza. You got a family one and helped Furlan with eating his slices. Levi cleaned his little face and made sure there was plenty to drink.

Levi held your hand and smiled softly at his son. "Furlan? Your mummy and I have something we need to talk to you about."

Furlan stared at you and Levi. Tears slowly filled his eyes. "Don't break up. I'm sorry. I'll be a better boy."

You hugged Furlan tightly. "Shh, it's okay my sweetness. Your daddy and I are not breaking up."

Levi wiped Furlan's tears. "Don't be sorry. You're a very good boy. You're wonderful."

He sniffed and rubbed his tears. "I love you, mummy and daddy."

"We love you so much."

You kissed Furlan's temple. "We love you more than anything."

Furlan smiled. "No breaking up?"

You shook your head. "No breaking up."

Levi leaned over and kissed you. "Not at all. We're getting married."

Furlan gasped as his eyes widened in pure delight. "Married!?"

You showed Furlan the ring on your left hand. "Your daddy proposed last night. We wanted to take you on a day out to tell you."

Furlan welled up and began crying. "I'm so happyyyyy."

You and Levi laughed and hugged Furlan together. You covered your sweet boy's face in kisses and soothed him to calm him. His sobs soon turned into little sniffs until he was all better.

Furlan smiled. "Am I best man?"

Levi played with his hair. "Your uncle Erwin will be, but you can be my secret best man."

"Yes!"

You pinched his cheek. "You can carry the rings."

He squealed in delight. "YES!" He bounced up and down. "When is the wedding? Tomorrow?"

You giggled. "Not that soon. Maybe a few months. We have to plan it."

"But."

Levi kissed the top of Furlan's head. "Soon. You can help us plan."

"Please!"

Levi winked a you. "Perfect."

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 2 months

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Are you sure you can't tell us anything about your birthday night? Maybe a little something please? Was it fun?

@lovelyxhorrors

Ryunosuke was doing some studying when hearing the anon come back once more. They really wanted to know about his birthday present with Matt. Closing his book, he looks to the anon.

"Come on, I told you before I won't say anything. It's between me and him. I will say this; it was fun. He really made my birthday wonderful."

It was dark in the room with the curtains closed, showing a happy end for a birthday. However, Matt and Ryu had some fun of their own, even sharing birthday cake and just hanging out. Being with each other was rather nice for him. However, he was still happier being here with Matt.

Ryu was in between Matt's legs moving his head up and down slowly but he was seeing that his mate was tied up. He hissed feeling the heat from Ryu's mouth but he only looks down seeing him. He seriously was cute as he already was being too cute for his own good.

He growls feeling him moving his head faster again that he moans struggling only for Rashomon to tighten it's hold. "Grrrrrrnmmmm!!"

Hearing this, Ryu slowly pulls his head up but was panting stroking him slowly. "W..What's wrong Matt? Feels goo..good?" he asked in a soft quiet tone yet he was dazed to see how flushed Matt was.

He didn't say a single word but he was shaking feeling Ryu stroking him more that it was twitching in his head. "What? You can't speak?" he teased to slowly take the tip in his mouth again that Matt tenses again.

"Y..Your c..cheating...hhaaaa..I know i said I gave you permission to dom m..me again b..but I might lose it if your d...doing mmmmm..t..this.." he hissed but Ryu blushes worse.

"I know....though, seeing you like this is cute. My mate is always so nice to help me feel good..I can only return the favor..as much..as..I..can." he said but he takes him in his mouth again hearing a moan from Matt. His body ached in pleasure but he grits his teeth feeling his hole opening and closing as Ryu was pleasuring him.

"Haaa....haaaa..ohhh f..fuck......" leaning his head back with a quiver of his voice, moaning out Ryu's name even with the teasing was too good. He wanted to get him back but it was for Ryu's birthday so he would let it slide. But it still felt really good that he was shaking feeling the heated slow licks to the teasing strokes. His precious hellhound was a naughty thing but he didn't mind it.

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"But I can't tell you too much..you are all too nosy for your own good.." Ryu said.

#IC #silver roses #ask answered #muse answered #curious peahen and peacock #akutagawa ryunosuke #black fanged hellhound/black blood #the fractions outside of NYC #the fractions of NYC #lovelyxhorrors #demon-blood-youths

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msommers · 7 months

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1, 9, 16 for riya/victor, and bonus 3 for riya/leroux :)

i give u a kees on the nose muah thank u // development questions for couples

What, specifically, was the catalyst for their physical attraction (if applicable) to the other character? In other words, what in particular had them like “Oh, they’re...hot...”

it's cheating if i just put "lust at first sight" as the answer, i know it, but i do believe in my heart that it's absolutely true for victor lmao. how is he (a simple spoiled rich boy) supposed to see her (a beautiful girl in a striking dress) walk by giving him an overt once-over and a wink while attending a fête or smth, and not immediately be a goner? impossible. alexa play sucker by jonas brothers. on riya’s end, without a doubt it happened the first time she saw him spellcasting. whether it was during the previous tourney or simply catching a glimpse of him practicing some spell or other, he was a showman who knew he was hot shit and she ate that spectacle right up. mages are incredibly sexy in action and both riya and i will die on that hill

What do they think about commitment? Is a long-term partnership the goal? Are they thinking about building a life with their partner, or are they focused on the present?

neither of them were particularly focused on the Big Picture and that was part of why they worked so well together, much to the disappointment of parents on both sides. they could see into the future so far as their grand plans of exciting and romantic adventures, but most of their focus was on enjoying their time in the present to the fullest without worries of what was to come later. which is entirely why long-term commitment was never discussed between them, though it was probably assumed?? given how deep their feelings were.

If they had the ability to just spend free time with their partner, what would they do? Would they go out or stay inside?

mmmmm i think 9/10 times they would choose to go out, which shows how hilariously privileged they were before things went downhill. they'd get up to a lot of things but their favorites would have been dancing, walking the markets, and frequenting their favored meal spots. the kinda couple that were always in contact of some kind while out together, but it was hard to tell if that was fully motivated by affection alone or if they also wanted to be a little obnoxious and in-your-face about their happiness and attraction to each other. (it was for sure both.)

By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”

hmm. i don't know if riya's reached an Adoration level with him. the closest thing i can think of here (so i can give an actual answer) would be closer to a moment of Appreciation. my memory won’t provide what scene was going down when it happened, but i do remember there being a moment during a session where as a player i realized oh, this guy is the only one here who is actively going through something similar to riya. because while everybody else in the party has already been exposed to such things through their own varied experiences, riya was having her worldviews torn apart piece by piece with each revelation of how bad things are with the templars and the circle (and the world outside of her tiny view in general tbh) beyond cumberland and she was not doing great. so yeah it sucks leroux had to confront that the system he’s trusted and worked in for however long was allowing—and even encouraging!!—terrible things to happen right under his nose, but it gave riya a moment of being able to recognize that she wasn’t alone in having her views and faith flipped on their head. and as a lil extent of that, his commitment to taking action after the revelations helped influence her own attitude towards the entire white spire magebreak :)

on the other side, clearly leroux was besotted at first meeting. duh. just look @ that smile of hers, how could he not be (aka i won’t make assumptions on his end lmao)

#r: valeriya & victor #i made the sucker song joke and had to stop typing instantly after it to actually go add the song to their playlist lmao #r: valeriya & leroux #congrats dweebs you get a tag now too

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the-ultimate-pie-family · 1 year

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The pie family backstory

*when bloods aunt twilight sparkle met eclipse she felt happy then everything changed*

Blood: *yawns teleporting downstairs pouring some blood coffee*

Twilight: hello nephew

Blood: *uses his right vampire wing to flip her off* wat u want aunty

Twilight: still call me aunty huh heheh i still remember when ur mom tried to hide u and ur brother from the others but i knew wat was going on

Blood: of course u did aunty u know everything

Twilight: at as much then u blood because u r the almighty dead god now i still remember ur first magic burst from ur fathers side about destroyed ponyville that day but wat doesn't make sense is this how do u still have draconequus magic is disocrd still alive

Blood: he's in hell aunty he's not getting out any time soon

Twilight: i hope ur right blood all we need is ur father coming back and taking u away again.....

Blood: *pours more of his blood coffee* i know aunty but my father isn't escaping for years

Twilight: ok but where's ur mom i need to talk to her

Blood: basement

Twilight: ah yes the basement *teleports down in the basement* pinkie?

Pinkamena: hi Twilight wats up *pulls out some cupcakec* cupcake?

Twilight: sure wait who did u bake into these?

Pinkamena: uh there normal ones im not that evil twilight hehehe

Twilight: hmmm *takes a cupcake eating it* huh red velvet?

Pinkamena: mhm i love red velvet cupcakec so rich mmmmm

Twilight: ur right it is rich taste but i need blood to come to my castle and help me and eclipse with something

Pinkamena: I'll talk to him is that all?

Twilight: no can i have another cupcake their so good pink

Pinkamena: there always good twilight *gives her another red velvet cupcakec* here

Twilight: *eats it* mmmmmm soo good take care pink *teleports back home* eclipse?

Eclipse: is he coming?

Twilight: don't worry he'll be here

Blood: *teleports behind eclipse*

Eclipse: ugh he better make before our date love

Twilight: don't worry *giggles* he's more likely already here *tries not to laugh*

Eclipse: he better be *turns jumping at the site of blood* u asshole

Blood: shut up now wat do u two need?

Eclipse: we need more power blood just in case something happens to u

Blood: *rolls his eyes* that's not gonna happen tho so no worries don't worry about it

Eclipse: blood we want to be safe plz?

Blood: no

Twilight: but blood plz we don't know how long god is gonna stay with u

Blood: ask her then u fuckin shithead

Eclipse: hey take that back u unholy dick

Blood: *gets in eclipse face* make me bitch boy just because ur dating my aunt doesn't mean u can but in withbmy family now back off and know ur place *his eyes go pure light*

Eclipse: *looks down*

Blood: now aunty do i need to remind u who who gave u ur immediately again?

Twilight: .........

Eclipse: *tackles blood beating on him* why won't u help us!!!!!!!!

Blood: *headbutts eclipse breaking his nose pushing him off* because ur weak u can't handle this magic u want so badly

Twilight: then teach us how to control it

Blood: *sighs* fine first lesson begin now *throws eclipse at twilight* fight me and feel the power u so dearly want

Twilight: *gets up cracking her neck* fine my move nephew *teleports at blood attacking him*

Eclipse: wat the? *feels the ground shaking looking at blood and twilight fight* wat is this power? *tries to stay focused on blood and twilight*

Blood: *grabs twilight diving down super fast*

Eclipse: wat is he doing?

Blood: *crashes to ground hard almost killing them both*

Eclipse: oh shit

*a dust cloud surround the whole area*

Eclipse: oh fuck...... *runs to twilight and blood* twilight!!!!????

Blood: ur turn *grabs eclipse by his throat with his magic* let's see how long u can last without dieing shall we? *tighten his magic grip on eclipse throat*

Eclipse: b-blood pl-lz h-ha-ave me-ercy........

Twilight: ahhhh *stabs blood with her horn*

Blood: ahhh *drops eclipse breaking off twilight horn stabbing her back multiple times* I'll give u both credit ur lasting pretty*

Eclipse: *slowly gets up stabbing blood with his horn*

Blood: ahhh.... u wanted stabbed too huh?! *breaks off eclipse horn stabbing him back multiple times getting* now both of u tap into ur hidden power do it now *lift them both up slowly crashing their skulls* use ur pain against urselfs do it now

Twilight: ahhhhh *feels her heart beat fading* b-babe........ ahhhh

Eclipse: ahhhh *reaches for twilight as her head exploded* twilight!!!!!!!!!

Blood: awe..... she couldn't tap into her hidden magic but can u? *squeezes his head more seeing blood gushing out* come on tap before u die

Eclipse: ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Twilight!!!!!!!!!!

*a flash came and blinded blood blowing him back*

Blood: prefect

Twilight eclipse: *they fused together but something went wrong* ugh wat happened where we babe u ok? yeah ugh my head is killing

Blood: oh no.....there memory it's gone..... shit *tackles them teleporting them to a different realm* may u two be safe till i regain ur lost memories......

Tag for @asktwilighteclipse

#mlp #ponyville #twilight #blood #eclipse #fussing #the ultimate pie family #twilight eclipse #memory lost #forbidden spells

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newmsies · 1 year

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Built on the prompt you gave me. Thanks! I hope you like this!

Race was two things on Valentines day. Usually a mischief maker or matchmaker. Sometimes a little bit of both. This Valentine's Day Race decided to try and set up Jack and Davey. He was able to see how they pined after each other and a close relationship they shared.

“Ayyye Jack, what's you doin’ for Valentine's Day?” Race asked Jack, sitting down next to him, with as little care as possible, trying to cover up any motive

“Oh I dunnos. Nothin' reallys.”

“Great” Race replied walking away

“ Wait, great why?” Jack asked calling after him, concerned.

Davey was busy cleaning the kitchen which he called the “broadway bistro”, after preparing dinner for the newsies. Race entered grabbing a slice of cold day old pizza from the refrigerator.

“Whatta ya up to for Valentine's Day?”

“Why?” Davey asked, curious.

“No reason” Race replied shrugging his shoulders.

“What are you up to, Race?” Davey asked, eye brows pinched together, quizzically.

“Nothings I swears, it was justa question thats alls” Race said rolling his eyes.

“Well, I'm not doing anything.” Davey answered, pushing Race out so he could continue cleaning.

Now that Race was sure that Davey and Jack were both not pre-occupied for Valentine’s Day, his plan could go into action.

He decided that the best way to get Davey and Jack to realize they were meant for each other was to try and set them up on a date without them knowing it really was a date. Since it was already the 14th tomorrow, and Race had no idea how to cook, he believed he could just grab whatever was in the refrigerator. On the evening of the 14th while most boys were either at Miss Medda’s theater or just wondering the city like dogs without horses, Race set up a picnic on the rooftop. It consisted of day old pizza, that Race hadn’t realized he had to heat up to make it edible to any normal person and the cheapest wine Race could get (which turned out to be grape juice that had gone bad).

“Hey Davey, Jack come up a sec. It looks like someone set up a little picnic on the rooftop for all the newsies don't have nothings goin’ on.”

Davey and Jack who were just a floor below, counting their earnings for the week, couldn’t hear exactly what Race was talking about. He was always cracking jokes and insistently speaking, so they thought they might as well go and see what he was talking about this time. As they got up to the roof top they observed it was decorated in small fairy lights and looked very romantic.

“Race, wheres ya at?” Jack called out.

Race was quietly sneaking back down the ladder so Jack and Davey could have some space.

“That's strange” observed Davey

“Oh I dunno know, its Race. Literally everything he does is strange. He told me once he was born with a cigar in his mouth. Another time he licked a rock and I asked him why and he said he wanted to knows if different rocks tasted different.”

“Well it is pretty up here and looks like there is some food so why don't we hang out?” Davey suggested.

“Sure. It really is pretty up here”

Race tried to hear what was going on.

Jack and Davey both went to grab a slice of the pizza which was cold. As Jack took a bite, he recoiled a little. It wasn’t cool it was actually cold. Like just taken from the refrigerator. Jack quickly said “Don’t take a bite. The pizza is freezing cold.”

Davey nodded and instead took a sip of the ‘wine’. He spat it out on Jack. It tasted horrible. Where did anyone find it?

“I think we both know who set up the picnic” Davey whispered to Jack.

“Mmmmm, it's so great up here, the food and wine are incredible!” Jack declared loudly, giving Davey a smile. They both didn't hurt Race’s feelings.

After a few more minutes of casual conversation between Davey and Jack, Race was growing tired of it.

He impatiently climbed up.

“So do you like datin now, right? Like this picnic was super romantic an it just makes people want to get together.”

Jack put his arm around Davey.

“Actually, Race, we have been dating for a few months, but we’s just kept it to ourselves, since we know how rumors spread real fast ‘round here.”

“What, you have?! I went to all this trouble of settin’ up this amazing romantic picnic…Well I guess I'm happy for yous two,” Race said, throwing his arms up.

“Hey just don't tell the otha fellas about us ok?”

Jack asked

“Sure, course not. Would never do that to ya” Race said, as he climbed back down, excited to spread the most recent juicy gossip.

gorgeous

#newmsies #newsies #david jacobs #jack kelly #racetrack higgins #javid newsies

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vannrichmond-archive · 1 year

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where → savannah, GA with → julia richmond, mentions @junewatson

She didn’t change, he stood there casually watching the blonde as she read a book and he zipped up his Carhartt vest over a button down with some sort of print, sun shining though the window, back lighting her in the most perfect way. She looked the same as she did when they’d met a decade ago, and he was the one that looked like he’d aged forty years, at least he thought he did. He stood there absent minded for a few more seconds until he noticed she was looking back at him, “what?” She asked, a confused look on her face and he just shook his head, “nothing, baby.” He smiled at her before turning away. He’d have to spend the rest of his life trying to convince her she hadn’t married down, and he could continue with the knowledge that he’d married up.

Moving back to their bedroom, he padded into June’s closet only to look for her jewelry case. She had a lot, probably too much if you asked him but no one ever did so he never gave an opinion. He opened the case looking for one thing, only to stop when he found it-- his wedding ring. The one he’d only put on once at June’s request to make sure it fit, then he took it off and handed it back to her, never to see it again, until now. He plucked it from the foam and velvet insert, it looked like the ring of a giant compared to all the small ones around it. Ones that fit petite fingers. Back to his closet it slid off the black silicone band he’d not taken off in months, he’d finally gotten used to it. The half a second it was gone his hand felt wrong. Strange how that happened, for months it felt heavy and he hated it, it was misplaced, now it was the opposite.

But in the second it was off he slid the other one on. Metal was cold against his finger, it was heavier, and almost immediately his finger wanted to ache from the weight. Rings were weird. He didn’t understand how people wore them, how June wore a hundred on her hands at once. Silver? White? Weird gold? Around a black core, it was very much looked like something that June had picked out, but it was fine. He didn’t care, it was fine. He was wearing this one to make a point, along with everything else. He was doing fine, without them. He didn’t need them or their comments. Back to the bathroom for a second, he looked at himself in the mirror, he looked like something straight out of a Wrangler catalog, mostly because June was back to June antics, buying him clothing when she didn’t need to, and he’d told her that but it fell of deaf ears because she was still coming home with stuff.

Vann found himself walking back out to June, he didn’t really want to go meet his mother for lunch, but if he was anything he was a man of his word and he’d always done what he said he would. Minus the one time June was in the hospital but extenuating circumstance prevailed for that. Leaning down, his arms found their way around her shoulders and he pressed a kiss to the top of the blonde’s head. “You look good.” She said.

“Mmmmm.” He murmured in her ear. Her hands found his as they always did, and she played with the metal band on his left hand, “you fancy married today?” He couldn’t help but laugh at that, “yeah, somethin’ like that.” He rolled his eyes at her, despite her not being able to see them, he hoped she could feel it. She was ridiculous. “I don’t want to have lunch with her.” He sighed, he was speaking quietly like they weren’t the only ones in the house, but he always did when he was talking about things he would rather not, whether it be tasks or emotions. “She’s your mom.” June said in the exasperated tone she reserved for him when he was being a little ridiculous, “yeah, but I don’t--” he started, but June interrupted, “don’t. You’ve put this off for too long already. Just get over it.” He laughed at that before pressing a kiss to her cheek which prompted the blonde to turn her head and catch one on her lips. “Fine, but somehow this is your fault and you’re going to make it up to me.” June laughed at him, “I have and idea or two.” She said in her devil may care way, and he perked a brow, “lets do that instead of me leavin’.” She shook her head, “nope, no dice.” He sighed, “fine.” He said again as he stood up once more. “Baby you really do look good.” She said again, and he rolled his eyes, this time for her to see, “you always say that.” He said, and she shrugged, “well it’s always true.”

He told her he’d meet her at her favorite restaurant in Savannah. Mostly because he didn’t want to go home, have her cook something and have to eat lunch with his father too. He wasn’t in the mood. That was something he would have to build up months for, and he hadn’t been doing that. Of course she was there early and he was verging on late. He had always been of the mentality that the party didn’t start until he got there, even if it was a lunch with his mother, and he hadn’t seen her since the summer. A lifetime of moments had happened between now and then, and the way she smiled at him through well placed tears ate at him a little. A mothers love was different any other kind, even if her venom had been misplaced.

“Baby.” She said between tears as she got up forcing her arms around him like he was the only comforting thing in he life and she’d been missing it for quite some time. Vann wasn’t rigid in her arms he wrapped his arms around her, giving her a squeeze until she finally let go. It must of been minutes, but he let her, he was guilty for the time he’d been absent. “You look exactly the same.” She said as they sat down across from each other, a direct contradiction to the way he’d felt that morning prior, but maybe a mother knew best. Her eyes scanned him for defects and injuries as they always did when she saw him, like he was a danger to himself, but the bypassed his body and settled on his left hand. The attention to it drew his hand and he twisted the ring around his finger for a second, “how was the wedding?” She asked still holding back a bigger emotion she knew would scare him away. As much as the both liked to deny and disagree to this point, he was his father’s son. “We didn’t really have one. It was 10 minutes in the middle of a rodeo on a whim.” He said with a shrug, a small hint of a smile pulling the corner of his mouth upwards. As much as he wanted a real wedding it was fitting that they didn’t have one. They never did anything right.

“It’s been too long.” She said simply, and he shrugged, “that ain’t my fault.” He said, giving her a pointed look, “I know.” She said with a small frown. Richmonds were people of small gestures that spanned galaxies. If you didn’t know to read it you’d think they were emotionless, but the smallest tug on a pair of lips, a little twitch in a fingertip? That was all you needed to know there was a faucet on somewhere in the depths of their cores. “I was just--” she paused looking up at him through grey eyes, “I was worried about you. You ain’t ever listen to someone when it comes to her, and I was just afraid she’d go and do what she always does to you.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and middle finger, “that ain’t your call to make, that’s what got us here. And fuck knows what you said to her.” He gave his mother a look, “she won’t even tell me and it’s been months. You don’t get to talk to her like that, I don’t talk to her like that. No one can.” He said, heavy in his tone, his southern accent pushing husky as it did when he was trying to be the bear in the conversation, much like his father. “I ain’t an idiot.” He said, “I go back to her for a reason, not because I just think she’s hot and famous.” He rolled his eyes, “she wasn’t that when I met her.” Well she’d always been hot, but that wasn’t a conversation he had with his mother. Hell, he didn’t even have it with his buddies, he didn’t want anyone thinking about her that way to his knowledge other than himself. He had June’s hot conversations with June, because those always led somewhere fun.

“I know whats good for me.” He continued, “you should know that, I thought you taught me to know what is good for me. When did you mistrust your judgement in me?” He asked, and that prompted the woman to speak, “I didn’t, Vann. I don’t know, I just know how you were when she left the last time.” He shook his head at the woman, “No you don’t. You weren’t there. You didn’t see me for a year, you don’t know a damn thing about what happened to me.” He disappeared off the face of the earth. Left his phone in his house then left his house for somewhere else. He’d still never told anyone where he went, and at this point in his life, he probably never would. Only person who might want to know would be June, but he knew that was a particular wound she knew to not dig at, as it hurt her the same amount. “I know what’s good for me, you gotta remember that.” He said with a shrug as the waitress came up to the table during a calm in the conversation. They placed their orders and continued after she’d left.

“I’m sorry.” She said after a long pause. The pair of them drinking out of now empty cups looking at each other, “okay.” He said, exhaling, “can you tell her I’m sorry?” Vann shook his head, “no. Tell her yourself. That ain’t my beef.” He said, he wasn’t a messenger, he’d never been. And just like that, it was done with. Maybe because he was sitting there in front of her, and reading the regret on her face, and ache he could only assume a mother felt when she didn’t see her child for far too long, and for all of that, he felt guilty. “We saw you’ve been riding again.” She said, and he nodded, “and doing well?” She asked but it wasn’t really a question. He had been. With the last rodeo he’d went to, his last for 2022, he was comfortably sitting number 2. It was a nice way to start the new year, knowing he didn’t have to make big leaps to get to a place he could cruise on. “I’ve been doing fine.” He wasn’t puff chested to his mother, more reserved than he was to anyone else. “I assume you and June are fine?” She brought her back into the conversation, “she’d okay with you riding again?” She asked, but the ice was thin, they both knew that. “I had already started again before we got back together.” He said with a shrug, “she doesn’t seem to mind.” And if she did, she kept it quiet. But it was half her idea, she was the one that told him to go back out on the road.

The conversation continued much like this, Julia peeling back one layer carefully as he would allow, much like his father, until it was an easy conversation. There was a certain way to navigate the Richmond boy, she’d learned it with his father, and he was very much the same in repeating the controls. Eventually they finished eating, Vann grabbed the bill despite his mother’s protests, and they were hugging goodbye. He didn’t realize how much that was sitting on his chest, and how light it felt with it gone, at least for now. Would it stay that way? He didn’t know, he couldn’t predict the future.

Back home, he treaded through the door with heavy feet. “Baby?” He heard June yell through the house, and he followed her voice, only to find her in about the same face he’d left her in. “You move at all?” He laughed out, “all day?” He asked, as he moved through the room, only to stand in front of her, giving her shoulders a quick shake, and she laughed and pushed him away. “What?” He said, “I was making sure you hadn’t grown roots.” He shrugged before walking back to their bathroom and closets, he was wearing far too many clothes to sit on the couch.

He grabbed the silicone ring he’d left on his dressed and swapped it with the metal one, only to turn and see June there, “so?” She asked, and he handed her the ring instead of walking to her closet himself. “It was fine.” He said louder than he would have until she came back, finishing his low work of his vest. He started on the buttons on his shirt, but her hands were there just as quick, “and?” Expectant eyes trying to stare a hole into his soul, “she cried, said she was sorry--” He said like that was the only thing that would have happened, “okay but there was more.” June said, with a huff, pulling the shirt off his back, “that’s it.” He said, always short with the details, “and now I am here to collect on what you owe me.” He said, smirk on his face, “you’ve already half taken off my clothes, I mean--” he shrugged, and she rolled her eyes, but there was no protest. “Wanna take a shower?” He asked as he kicked his shoes off, and she shrugged, “sure.” She said in response. Sexy he thought to himself, but she was slipping out of her clothes and thats when it hit him that it really didn’t need it to be, he just needed her.

A shower between them never was an effort to conserve water. They went in, water was hot, they came out, and they were using their body heat to stay warm because the water was little better than ice. “New house has to have a second water heater.” He said with a laugh, as he walked out his closet, sweater and sweatpants, only to see June in nothing but one of his shirts, oversized on her small frame. “So you can kill the environment even more?” She said, a blonde brow popping up, “thats all you farmers do. Just trash the environment.” She said in a mocking tone, and he huffed, “I hate you.” And she bust out laughing, “Vann no.” She ran after him, hopping on his back, “you don’t. You love me.” She said, a kiss pressed to his neck, “no, I think its hate.” He said, but he supporter her legs with his hands none the less, “I’m no a fuckin’ farmer.” He grumbled at her, “but you are.” She said, chin resting on his shoulder as he walked her back out the living room, dropping her on the couch.

“Can you get me a new drink?” She asked as she held up a half full cup, “It’s stale.” She said, triggering a look she knew all too well with a sly smile. Without a work, he grabbed the cup, she was dumb. But he went and came back, new water, and he sat down next to her, head going to her lap like it was a pillow grabbing the remote from the coffee table. “Oh.” He said, looking up at her, “we’re goin’ to church on Sunday.” He said causally as he turned the TV on, and June looked down at him, mildly shook, “excuse me, what?”

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maizumis · 3 years

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— HAIKYUU BOYS AND THEIR CHILDS

ft. timeskip!bokuto koutaro, iwaizumi hajime, suna rintaro, tsukkishima kei, osamu miya

tw: FOOD IN OSAMU AND SUNA

note: this is a part two of the baby fever one cause I crave for them as daddies, pls spare some babies

•BOKUTO fell in love with your daughter the moment he first saw her, without believing he made this tiny cute human, his and your tiny cute human. he made sure to cherish all the momenta his daughter had; chest full of pride when she came home with a draw of his family that she made on the daycare, happyly exclaiming how she 'was so excited, cos her family is full of love'. the moment that is gonna be always in his heart, appart from the day she was born, was after an away game, after you told him you two couldn't go to cheer on him, his hair deflated, eyes getting a little teary but he needed to be strong for the two of you, for his family; spiking the last point, the winning point, he went to hug and congratulate his teammates, the scream of 'daddy' and two little arms barely hugging is thigh caught him off guard "girl! you are here! you are here!" getting emotional, his family was what he needed at that moment, picking up his little girl with one arm, he saw you walking toward them "tell dada we are proud of him" the child went for a open mouth kiss on his cheek "we proud of you dad! vewy proud"

•IWAIZUMI woke up with the feeling of two tiny hands around his neck and you curled up to his side, being the morning person he is, he got up and made some coffee to start the day with the right foot "daddy?" it was so early for a tiny voice to be up "bud what are you doing here? it's really really early, look, the sun is just saying hi to us" clearly his child didn't gave him attention, carrying his tiny feet and extending his arms to his dad "but I wanna be with you, we can watch a movie too" iwaizumi gives up at his child charms, he is just so cute "go to the couch, daddy is gonna end making breakfast and go with you, yeah?" before answering his son have a him a kiss where his petit body lets him, right in the middle of the keg " ‘m gonna be waiting for you dada! we can watch that movie that you like, the one we have the matching pijamas!" hajime is barely understanding what his son is telling him "Godzilla?" his short legs dragging him to the living room to have a special daddy-son morning "uh-huh! that gusila you like!"

•SUNA founded himself in the kitchen, trying to cook a decent meal that osamu gave to him, his skills in the kitchen are not the best you could tell. his chubby baby was next to him in his special chair, watching some cartoons "okay angel, I think this is ready" he only got a 'hmph' from the child in front of him "we don't tell about this to anyone, bit we are eating on the couch today" wasn't he trusting himself for keeping a secret? a baby wouldn't spill it out if they can't talk. Lunch went smoothly with some random kids show in the back "God your appetite makes me remember of your uncle ‘samu in highschool, he wouldn't stop eating" a burp, he received a burp, his daughter giggling after it, clapping her tiny hands at beat as she could "you know what Missy, since you already burped yourself we are gonna take a quick nap right here" he putted the dishes to wash, looked for a cosy cover and ploped to the couch again, with his little girl on muscular chest already closing her eyes "so happy" he pecks her head with just a little bit of brown hair "so happy to have you with me"

•TSUKKI took his pretty daughter to the park, after a busy day at home, they deserved some good air "uh daddy, imma go to the swings" he lets her down on the ground, fixing her cute lilac dress "okay, do you need help?" she vigurolsy shakes her head from left to right "I already learned! I'm a big girl after all, watch me, your gonna be surprised daddy" he smiled at her and have her a nod so she could go running to the swings. Tsukishimas eyes saw a cute scene in front of him, his daughter was teaching a boy around her age to go back and forth on the swings, he couldn't be prouder of his little girl, his life took a 180° spin once she was born but since then, he couldn't be more grateful. "Daddy! guess who made this flower crown!" she's cute with that, he thinka "mmmmm, I don't know, why don't you tell me" nodding, she extended her fingers, pointing to the boy she was teaching a while ago, "him! we are married now, he is my husband" no, no, no, that it's not gonna happen on his watch "how sweet, go tell the boy goodbye and we are going home" "but—" "no buts, daddy needs to tell you something before dating"

•OSAMU woke up before his two little angels, knowing they would wake up in anytime, he made his way toward the kitchen, with just his sweatpants on, to make some breakfast. your pretty baby boy already opened his eyes, ready to spend a lazy Sunday at home with his family "do you smeel that little boy? dad is making some yummy food" grabbing him by his plump body, you get the two of you out of bed, peeping from the end of the hall you whisper at his ear "look who's there" his little giggles made osamu look at their way "dada! that's dada" now clapping with his little fingers interlacing with each other "da-da, dada!" osamu hums, happy to see his bundle of joy "grab him ‘samu, I wanna go shower before eating" he takes the child of your arms and pecks your lips "not even good morning? ya look good in ma t-shirt" playful smack on his chest, kiss on you child cheeks before taking your leave to the bathroom "I always look good in you clothes, my dear husband"

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 4 years

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𝑀𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎! 𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝐴𝑛 𝐼𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑆/𝑂 (𝑅𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑)

Warning: This reaction contains NSFW content that might not be suitable for some. Read at your own discretion.

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, supporting, justifying or encouraging mafia activities or lifestyle. This is all fictional and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

❁𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

Hongjoong was very well aware of how innocent you were, yet he never teased you about it nor babied you like others would. And he especially never pressured you or even brought up anything remotely sexual. He knew you'd let him know when you were ready to take that step in the relationship.

When the moment did come, he was surprised by your actions. You came into the room and straddled his lap.

"Baby? What are you?-"

He didn't even get to finish his sentence as you began kissing him hungrily, your hips grinding down on him. He was shocked by your sudden boldness, but he wasn't complaining. He kissed you back, his hands roaming down to grip your ass, taking control of your movements. You may have initiated this, but no way was he going to let you be in charge.

When your hand tried to slip into his jeans, he stopped you and smirked.

"Hold on baby. There'll be plenty of time for that later. First.."

Without warning, he got you off him and sat you down on the bed, his hands swiftly pulling your pants and panties off from you. Feeling shy again, you closed your legs, making Hongjoong chuckle.

"Not so brave anymore, are you love?"

Taking hold of your ankles, he pushed your legs apart to take in the sight of you. He had waited so long for this moment and he couldn't believe it. He got down in front of you, loving the way your cheeks turned pink and looked at him, waiting to see what he had planned.

"Don't worry baby. Just relax and leave everything to me."

He sent you a wink before he buried his face in between your legs, unable to hold back anymore. You gave him the green light and he was going to go for it.

❁𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

Seonghwa loved how pure and innocent you were. It was no secret he got turned on by the thought of one day ruining you and staining your innocence, with your consent of course.

He wanted to hear you beg him to fuck you, to claim you as his and only his. He wanted you to writhe and moan underneath his body. But to get that, he had to make you want it.

That's why he often did little things to make you frustrated: whether it was by working out in front of you shirtless, caressing your sides while you tried cooking, kissing your neck more and more, whispering in your ear, and even licking off crumbs of food that got on your lips.

"What?" He'd often act like he didn't know what he was doing when you looked at him with a surprised expression.

The final straw for you was when he came back from a meeting, dressed in a suit. God how you loved it when he wore a suit, it just made him more irresistible. And you had been frustrated since the morning when he came out of the shower in a towel and his wet hair made you picture dirty scenes in your head. Gathering your courage, you suddenly blurted out:

"Seonghwa please fuck me."

He looked at you with a raised eyebrow and your courage vanished, thinking maybe it wasn't the time to say that. But Seonghwa smiled, feeling accomplished of himself. He began unbuttoning his suit jacket, never taking his lust filled eyes from you as he commanded:

"Strip for me baby."

❁𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Even though he was a fearsome mafia boss, Yunho had the utmost respect for you. He loved you, adored you so much. He showed you the side of him he himself had forgotten he owned: the soft, caring and puppy like personality he was capable of showing. But it was only reserved for you and only you.

He knew you were a virgin and for that reason never even thought of overstepping any boundaries that would make you uncomfortable. 5 months later and he was still asking for permission to hold your hand.

He was elated yet scared when you told him one day that you wanted him to be your first.

"A-are you sure love? This is a big decision. I don't want you to regret anything." He voiced his concerns for you.

But after assuring him you wanted this, he gave in. He took utmost care of you, making sure to pleasure you and prep you so it wouldn't be too uncomfortable for you. He wanted you to feel safe and loved during your first time. He also made sure to shower you with praises.

"You're doing so well love. You're so beautiful."

He kept a slow and steady pace, his lips constantly kissing yours or your forehead, his hands holding onto yours as he looked down on you with love and adoration. He felt your nails claw his back and your legs wrap around his waist, your clenching walls signaling to him that you were close.

"It's ok baby, just let it go. Cum for me."

Yunho swears there's no more beautiful scene than watching your face contort with pleasure as you moan and whimper underneath him. He came inside you just seconds after, unable to hold back anymore.

But finally you were his and he was yours forever.

❁𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Yeosang lived for teasing you. He found it adorable how your cheeks would turn red every time he did or said anything mildly suggestive. Not one day went by when he didn't make you get flustered by his actions or words.

He especially loved making even the most innocent of situations turn suggestive and when you called him out on it, he'd feign innocence and instead would say you were the dirty minded one, making you get even more flustered and unable to say anything anymore.

You were in the process of baking a cherry pie one day. You wanted to make something special for yours and Yeosang's anniversary. Yeosang walked in and saw the current state of the kitchen.

"Babe. What's this?" He eyed you curiously.

"It's to make a pie." You explained as you began taking the stems off the cherries.

Yeosang chuckled as he caught you more than once popping a cherry into your mouth instead of the bowl.

"If you keep popping the cherries like that, there won't be enough for the actual pie you know."

You pouted a little.

"Can't help it. They're just so good."

Picking one up, you held it out for him to eat.

"Wanna try one?"

Yeosang couldn't pass away the opportunity. He leaned in and ate the cherry from your fingers, making sure to suck on the tip of one of them, making you widen your eyes just a bit. Clearing your throat, you asked:

"I take it you liked it?"

Yeosang hummed before responding:

"Sure.....but that's not the cherry I wanted to pop today."

He winked at you and left the room, leaving you stunned at his words.

❁𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

Every one often wondered how was it that the infamous Choi San was in an actual relationship, a serious one. And it was even more puzzling for his friends when they met you.

You were the complete opposite of San. You were such an innocent little thing, while San was known as the biggest Casanova in the mafia world. They often questioned his loyalty to you, which he proved time and time again that he was faithful to you and that he did love you. His friends were so happy to see him finally settle down, to actually love and be loved by someone.

Was it your innocence that attracted San? Partly yes. But San also knew you weren't all that innocent, at least not after you got involved with him. Everything about him is sinful, and he was bound to corrupt you sooner or later, which he loved doing.

He loved how you were currently trying to hold back your moans as he pounded into you from behind. You let your head hung low, unable to see the reflection in the mirror, blushing hard.

"Nuh uh sweetheart. Don't pretend to be shy now. You were practically begging me to fuck you when you came in dressed like that."

San grabbed a hold of your hair and made you look up at the mirror, watching as he smirked at you through hazy eyes.

"Don't deny it. Beneath that innocent face, we both know you're just my little cockslut."

❁𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

Your innocent and pure nature was exactly the reason why Mingi fell for you in the first place. He remembers that moment very clearly.

He was standing all alone in the rain, his heart feeling as dark as the black night. He was in really low spirits. He saw no point in life anymore. It seemed to him as if there was nothing left in this world that was good. He just saw bad everywhere. A long life of crime often makes you think that.

Suddenly he felt the rain above him stop. He looked up and saw an umbrella held over him. Turning around, he saw you. You were on your tip toes, holding the umbrella as high as you possibly could, which wasn't easy since Mingi was a giant.

His heart melted when you smiled at him and said:

"It's too cold and unsafe to be out like this. Do you want me to walk you home?"

He was used to having people fear him, yet here you were, not afraid of him nor looking at him like he was a monster. And even after spending time with him and finding out who he was, you didn't look at him in disgust or repulsion.

He couldn't help but fall for you then. He loved you and made it his mission to keep you safe and protected from the dark, cold world he was a part of.

He especially loves coming home to you. Wrapping his arms behind you, he inhales your scent as you stir the food in front of you.

"Mingi." You call out to him.

"Mmmmm?" He mumbles, already dozing off in your embrace.

"I need to get something." You tell him.

"Hold on. Just let me stay like this a few more seconds."

But you know it wouldn't last just a few seconds. Not when his hands began roaming around your body, not when the chaste kisses he pressed to your shoulders turned more heated and he bit down on the exposed skin.

Pressing a kiss to your ear, he whispered softly:

"Let me make love to you."

❁𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Wooyoung didn't even want to attend the meeting with the other mafia boss. He knew he was a stubborn old man who never agreed to anything and always looked down at Wooyoung for being so young, though in reality he knew he just resented him for being successful at such a young age in the criminal world.

But he doesn't regret it. Not when you, the old geezer's daughter, came in for a brief moment to give dear old dad a message. Wooyoung's eyes lit up when he saw you. And you yourself were captivated by him. Having been so sheltered by an overprotective father, you rarely ever saw men your age, and especially not as handsome as Wooyoung. You were so innocent, so naive and having met Wooyoung, you wanted him to ruin you. And he was more than happy to seduce such an innocent little thing like you.

That's how your risky romance started. First with tiny notes that evolved into risky text messages, and the once stolen kisses in corners turned to love scenes in Wooyoung's bedroom.

"Look at you being such a dirty girl. What would your father say if he saw you like this?"

You threw your head back at Wooyoung's words, the thought of your father catching you both terrifying and thrilling you.

Wooyoung smirked as he felt you clench around him.

"Oh you like that don't you? Who would have thought the perfect angel was such a little whore?"

His hands gripped your waist as he thrusted his hips up at you, hitting a new angle that would have you coming in seconds.

"Go on baby, I want you to scream my name as you cum. I want everyone to know that only I can make you feel this good. That this little pussy is mine and I own it.....

I want your dad to know that I'm the one who corrupted you, my little angel."

❁𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

When his friends said they wanted to go out and have fun, this wasn't what Jongho had in mind. Even though it was common for mafia bosses to go out once in a while, get wasted, have half naked women grind on their laps, and maybe take 1 or 2 home with them, it wasn't his cup of tea. He never enjoyed these types of things.

His eyes began to scan the area before they landed on you. You were just sitting there in one of the tables, looking completely out of place. You were dressed a lot more conservatively than what the environment asked for and judging by your untouched liquor, he could tell it was your first time in these types of places. The way you awkwardly looked over at your friends was an even bigger clue.

He couldn't help it when he let out a soft smile at you, amazed by your totally innocent and quiet aura. San and Wooyoung tried to snap him out of his trance, then looking over at you, they finally understand what was wrong with Jongho.

"Hey man, if you're into girls like that, you could have just said so. I'm sure it won't be so hard to get her into bed."

Jongho glared at San's suggestion.

"I'm not a fucking pervert that just thinks about getting his dick wet like you idiots." He scoffed.

Wooyoung snorted.

"So what? Are you going to go over there? Ask her for her number and take her on a date?" He teased the younger male.

They never expected him to, but he did. And not only did he get your number and a date, but he actually started a relationship with you...... and he eventually did get you into bed with him, but to him that's just the bonus in all this.

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flowesona · 3 years

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Wicker Man - yandere! jungkook x reader

so my child @babeejk wanted a y! sugar daddy jungkook, and i live for nothing if not to fulfil her jungkook obsession so here we are.

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pairing: y! jungkook x gn! reader

Most people (Y/N)’s age would spend their Friday night partying, hanging out with friends, trying new things. But (Y/N) was spending the best days of their life entertaining a young, rich CEO who would no doubt dump them for a new pretty face in a few years.

Jungkook was a sweet gentleman. Always made payments on time, and usually never pushed the boundaries. But there were instances where his hands crept a little too far for (Y/N)’s liking, or his grip on (Y/N)’s arm got a little too tight in the presence of his friends.

He was peaceful enough that Friday night, having ordered takeout for the two of them and put on a movie. Clearly, he needed the company of (Y/N) more than their body as most of their previous sugar daddies had coveted.

With (Y/N) placing their plate down onto the coffee table and relaxing into his arms to watch the movie, it was almost like they were dating. Jungkook didn’t dare push this idea often, happy to stick to the simple domesticity they had as if they were already in love and nothing needed to be said.

He pressed a kiss on the back of (Y/N)’s neck, enjoying the fleeting feeling of his lips on their skin.

“You seem tired, baby. Want to go to bed?” The film was reaching its climax, but (Y/N)’s eyes were barely able to stay open.

“Mmmmm.” They replied, not protesting as he lifted them like a bride and carried them into his room to rest on his king sized bed.

(Y/N) had allowed a gentle smile to settle on their lips, their eyes having drifted closed. Jungkook settled himself beside them, feeling equally as at peace.

“I wish every night could be like this.” He mused allowed. “Would you like that, baby?”

(Y/N) was only his for two nights a week - Fridays and Saturdays, wherein he would often have them stay for the night.

“Mmmmm.” (Y/N) gave an ambiguous grumble as he hooked his arms around their chest to spoon them.

“Really? I can’t wait, baby. I love you, so much.”

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The morning after, (Y/N) woke up to an empty bed. Unusual, considering that Jungkook loved to wake up beside them and talk in the morning. Brushing that aside they stood up and padded out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

Jungkook was seated at the counter, glasses perched on his nose and his laptop in front of him next to a steaming cup of hot water (allegedly, it had health benefits but (Y/N) had never understood it).

“Good morning, baby.” Jungkook had a bright smile, beckoning them to join him at the counter. (Y/N) followed his instructions, hopping onto the stool beside him and leaning on his shoulder in a move they knew he adored.

“I’ve been working hard for you this morning, baby. You know, I want to get this done as soon as possible so we can be together.”

“That’s good.” (Y/N) hummed in reply.

“How do you feel about the moving company getting there at two today? That’ll give us time to have lunch on the way.” Jungkook ran his hand down their arm, soothing them as he noticed how they tensed up.

“What?”

“So you can move in, baby. Of course, you don’t have to bring everything here and I’ll be more than happy to buy anything extra you need-”

“Wait, wait, wait a second.” (Y/N) breathed out slowly. “Moving in?”

“We talked about it last night. You agreed, didn’t you?” (Y/N) scrunched up their nose, trying to recall the conversation but drawing a blank.

“No, I never agreed to that. And I never would. It’d break the terms of our contract.”

Jungkook had such a sincere look of hurt in his eyes that it tugged at (Y/N)’s heartstrings.

“We don’t need that contract, baby. We just need each other. You know I’ll give you anything you want, right?”

“And what I want… no, what I need… is for some space. This is just my part time hustle, I still have college and a life outside of this. I want to keep it to two days a week, otherwise it’ll blur the lines between you as a sugar daddy and you as a boyfriend.” (Y/N) tried not to let their irritation show as they spoke.

“Fuck the lines, (Y/N)! We don’t need any of those labels, I just want you to be mine as much as I am yours!” Their companion’s grip on their arm had grown tighter to the point that his nails started to draw blood. Realising this, (Y/N) pried his hand away and stood up.

“I’m sorry if I’d misled you. But I’m not looking for that kind of relationship with you, I’m just looking for strictly business. If this doesn’t work, maybe we should end this.”

Jungkook stared at them incredulously.

“Well…” He bit his lip, deep in thought. “Fine. Life will go on, I guess. I’ll call up the moving company and cancel it. Let’s not end this beautiful thing we have over a silly argument.”

(Y/N) nodded, although they had a horrible feeling in their stomach that it was not the end of the conversation, and Jungkook would stop at nothing to get his way.

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(Y/N) had chosen to make Thursday a ‘me’ day. They cooked themselves breakfast and lunch, did some online shopping and applied a face mask. They had zero intentions of visiting anyone else, when all they wanted to do was de-stress from life.

As they were lighting a candle and listening to some Beethoven, a shrill alarm rang out.

‘Huh. They don’t normally hold the drill today.’ (Y/N) shrugged, waiting for it to cease. However, it didn’t stop.

After a few minutes, (Y/N) grabbed their phone and stepped outside, only to see people hurrying down the stairs.

“Hurry! Fire!” One of her neighbours yelled, jogging past them.

Their eyes widened, but sure enough they could see smoke curling throughout the air and they knew they had no time to lose. Leaving their apartment with only their phone in hand, (Y/N) followed their neighbours down the stairs and out of the building, standing on the pavement as they watched the flames licking at the building and smoke billowing out of the open windows. Soon enough there were fire engines on the scene and ambulances to deal with the people who’d inhaled too much smoke.

(Y/N) found themselves sitting on the pavement, numb with shock. To think everything they owned was going up in the flames was terrifying, even as they saw the firefighters doing everything to minimise the damage.

“(Y/N)! Baby!” Their state of shock was broken by someone yelling their name, and suddenly they were pulled into a tight hug.

“Baby, thank god you’re okay. I don’t know what I would’ve done if something happened to you.”

“Jungkook?” (Y/N) instantly recognised the voice. “What- How-”

“I was in the area when I heard about what happened. I came as quickly as I could.” Jungkook pressed a kiss to (Y/N)’s forehead.

“You need to rest. Come back to my place, okay?”

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(Y/N) had ended up staying there far longer than intended. Their apartment had been completely wrecked by the fire, since it had started on their floor. Every possession of theirs, gone so quickly, although of course Jungkook insisted on replacing whatever they wanted.

Jungkook seemed to be very much content with their prolonged stay. In fact, he’d been working from home for the first few days to make sure they were settled in and not feeling too lonely. (Y/N) would sit with him in his home office, since they didn’t really have much else to do, and scroll on their phone until he inevitably called them over to cuddle with him.

The young man had become progressively bolder with his skinship, never holding back from pressing kisses to their neck or holding them a bit too tightly to his crotch. They hadn’t done ‘it’ yet, but with how he was acting it was only a matter of time.

They were just sitting together, (Y/N) scrolling through instagram and Jungkook answering some emails when the desk phone rang. Jungkook reached around them to answer it, holding it to his ear for a few seconds before putting it back down.

“Your nintendo switch has just been delivered. I need to go down to the lobby and sign for it. Are you okay waiting here for a few minutes?” Jungkook pouted, as (Y/N) nodded in reply.

He pressed a kiss to their cheek before standing up.

“Don’t miss me too much, baby.” He smiled before leaving.

(Y/N) let out a breath they didn’t realise they’d been holding in whilst he was there. But now, they were bored as ever.

A chime rang out, and (Y/N) found their attention drawn to Jungkook’s phone, sitting there innocently. They reached over and picked it up, only seeing a text from his mother asking about dinner plans next week. But they noted how he’d changed his lockscreen to a picture of them, from a few nights ago when they’d accompanied him to a formal event and he’d asked one of his colleagues to take a picture of them together.

(Y/N) suddenly had something to do. They set about trying to unlock Jungkook’s phone, first trying their fingerprint and face ID but to no avail. Then, realising that he had a numeral password they tried typing in a few dates - his birthday, his parent’s anniversary. Then, out of sheer boredom and with only one attempt they tried their own birthday only for them to be granted access to his lockscreen.

‘Jeez, he needs to get a life if he’s that whipped for me.’ They sighed, as they scrolled through his phone. Nothing was particularly out of the ordinary, until they checked the photo gallery, to be met with tons of pictures of them. Screenshots from social media, snaps from their ‘dates’, selfies with them fast asleep in his arms. It was enough to make (Y/N) shudder with fright.

Another message popped up.

‘I need the other half of the payment, sir, or I will be contacting the police.’

(Y/N) clicked on it, expecting business talk only to be met with something else entirely. Fear settled in their stomach as they scrolled up through the messages.

‘(Y/N) has been evacuated outside, doesn’t seem to have been hurt.’

‘Someone’s called emergency services, but the fire should spread far enough that (Y/N)’s apartment will be damaged.’

‘I’ve started it, it’s spreading quickly.’

It didn’t take a genius to realise what had happened.

(Y/N) dropped Jungkook’s phone on the floor in shock, standing up immediately. They’d walked right into his arms without hesitation, they’d played into his plan perfectly. Jungkook always got what he wanted, no matter the cost.

‘I have to get out of here.’

(Y/N) started for the door, only stopping to tuck their phone into their pocket. They were just by the entrance to the penthouse when they heard talking outside.

They knew they had to hide, but it was too late.

Jungkook burst through the door, accompanied by a stern faced delivery driver carrying a large box. This was subsequently placed by the door and he made a swift exit, avoiding (Y/N)’s existence the entire time.

“Ah, baby I missed you. Here, come and see what I bought for you.” Jungkook beckoned to them, but one look at their face told him he’d read their mood entirely wrong.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He cooed as he approached them. “Tell me, and I’ll fix it for you.”

“Get the hell away from me.” (Y/N) snapped. Jungkook froze. “I know what you did. What the hell is wrong with you? I could’ve died in that fire?”

His face became stern.

“I would never have allowed that to happen. I just wanted to give you a little push to move in with me, that’s all.”

“You’re insane!”

“And you’re too stubborn to progress our relationship!” Jungkook bit back. “Can’t you see how hard I try to make you happy? Is that not enough for you to love me?”

“I never want to see you again.” (Y/N) huffed, trying to show past him only to be caught in his iron grip.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

(Y/N) struggled, but Jungkook’s determination was stronger than their body weight.

“Maybe I am crazy, baby. And you know what that means?” He leant in close, so (Y/N) could feel the warmth of his breath. “You never know what I’m going to do next. So don’t try me unless you want to get burnt.”

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forcebewitht · 3 years

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You Must Really Be A Diamond...Because You're Still Shining For Me (Aftermath Overblot!Jamil Viper X Reader)

It had now been about an hour or two. Since Jamil fiercely kissed you. Since Jamil went on a rampage with the students as he Overblotted. Since your friends were swatted away like mere flies into the depths of the Scarabia Dorm. But, even still, Jamil kept you by his side and treated you like his little queen. And you, hoping that your friends would come and eventually bail you both out, simply played along. Jamil gave out orders to the Scarabia residents here and there, soon followed up by a sweet remark or brief quip to you. "Bring out the food and drinks! Today, we celebrate the day that simpleton of a sultan was overpowered and made way for someone more capable! Ahhh...I feel so refreshed...I've got an endless supply of magic…[Y/n], darling, won't you be a sweet little thing and tell those peons what you want? It also would make your Sultan very happy to hear your adoring words of praise once more~'' One of the Scarabia residents hung their head low, now groaning out a reply to the prior command like a zombie. Soon, the entire group was groaning out their praises, to which Jamil released a chuckle of triumph. "Hahaha...that's right. Tell me more about myself." Your nerves were shot, but nothing made you jump more than hearing some familiar voices pitch in. "You are incredibly handsome…" That voice belonged to Azul, who very swiftly yet soundlessly seemed to be slinking through the crowd towards you. Once he caught your gaze, he sent you a wink that seemed to relieve your prior stress. Grim was next, gently stepping around the crowds of Jamil's brainwashed Scarabia residents. "Tall...and dark…" Grim almost had a start when he looked at your current appearance, but given a slight head nod from you, he kept his mouth shut and kept going. Next was Jade, who was following closely behind Azul. "Your eyes are so angular...so intelligent…" Next was both Floyd and Kalim, who both flashed you bright smiles to ease your prior anxiety even more. "You're so fashionable~" "You look super strong, you know!" Nodding along with your friends, you gently pet Jamil under his chin. "I'm spellbound." Jamil's lips curled into a grin at you, allowing his head to turn. "Mmmmm...what a wonderful compliment…" Then, the other voices seemed to hit him all at once. His head snapped back over, his eyes widening in shock. "Geh- you're all-"

Jamil seemed utterly shocked to his core as he slowly stood up, having a snake curl around your waist and gently place you on the ground beside his throne. "I sent you all flying into the middle of the desert! How did you get back here so quickly?!" You were silent and quick to slink back over to your friends as they began to explain..well, more like boasting- how they used Kalim's Unique Magic to fill up a river, along with Jade and Floyd's eel forms, to swiftly swim back over. Upon seeing you standing back with your team, Jamil's gaze softened for a moment, as though he was truly hurt. Then, it hardened all over again as he released a growl. Kalim soon stepped up with a determined look, everyone else getting into their battle poses under your direction. "I challenge you, Jamil...for the seat of Dormhead you stole from me. I plan to take it back." Jamil folded his arms, his prior, cold gaze growing even harsher at Kalim's claim. "I stole it? Hmph...big talk! Even though you're the one who stole everything from ME!" You blinked a few times in shock, allowing your head to tilt. There it was again...that same, faint sparkle near Jamil's heart as you had seen with Riddle, Leona, and Azul's hearts before. Like it was calling out to you for help. A sudden burst of power caught your attention, your gaze flicking back up to Jamil's. "Let me show all of you a taste of my true power! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

And with that, Jamil charged, already heading straight for Kalim. You were swift enough to dodge out of the way as Grim launched a fireball right at Jamil. It shot him right in the chest, the male releasing a grunt at the impact. His snakes flared and all hissed at Grim at the same time. With a swirl of his hand, one of them came off and began to swiftly slither towards Grim. It began to bite at the air, hoping to grasp the monster in its fangs. Grim began to run around in a circle, shouting something about not being a fan of the little pest in terror. Jade and Floyd both stood back to back, the two of them now launching their own attacks at Jamil. Jamil took the one from Jade but swatted the one from Floyd right back at him. The Tweel went flying into a nearby pile of carpets, to which Jade looked back to his twin to check on him. Once he was certain he was alright, given a thumbs up from beneath the carpets from Floyd, Jade continued his prior assault. Right after said attack, Kalim charged for Jamil, the two men now quite literally wrestling on the ground. Snakes began to nip and bite at Kalim, but the red-eyed boy held his ground. Using his Unique Magic, he began to pelt the snakes with water, making them hiss out in pain. Azul was swift to dart over to Grim, taking the head of the snake that was chasing him and crushing it under the bottom of his cane. Grim then turned, and with a battle cry, set the snake on fire. The snake soon dissolved into nothing more than pure ashes, to which Grim and Azul quickly high-fived and shared a smile for their efforts. Jamil soon kicked Kalim off of him entirely, now sending him flying right into the pile of carpets where Floyd had just been crawling out. The two boys collided with each other, now both Floyd and Kalim being within the pile at the same time. A snake curled around Jade's throat, now promptly choking the Tweel out. He began to choke, raising his arms and attempting to pull the snake off of him. You and Azul charged at the same time, Azul swiftly unlodging the snake from Jade's throat with his cane, and you smacked it down onto the ground with a nearby vase you had picked up. Shards of the antique flew everywhere as the snake hissed in pain. Grim charged over once more, setting this snake ablaze like he had with the one before. Once it was nothing more than ashes, Azul held onto Jade with an arm while you fished Kalim and Floyd out of their pile. Soon, your group turned their gazes onto Jamil, and they all began to fire multiple spells at once. Despite his overpowered state, Jamil was vulnerable due to his hysterics, like the others had been before. It didn't take long for Jamil to crouch onto a knee, those sparkles from before now seeming to trickle from within his very heart.

His voice was weak and pained now. "Number...one….I thought...I could finally be free…." Now grasping the light, you arose and dashed to Jamil's side. His eyes weakly flickered up to meet your own. You gently held out your hand with a warm smile. Silence passed over the dorm. While Jamil seemed reluctant at first, he eventually took your hand in his own with a tear in his eye. You took hold of his other hand, now swiftly pulling him to his feet and ripping him towards you in a hug. Though he was taken aback, the male soon hugged you back, tears gently beginning to cascade down his face. Your vision began to turn white as a light was cast over both you and Jamil, making your group cover their eyes. You knew what time it was. Soon, you could see the foggy images and memories begin to play out of Jamil's past, his voice strong and clear despite you feeling like you were underwater. You could hear both his voice as a child's and Kalim's along with him, your form soon being swiftly pulled through the various scenes Jamil's inner self played out. "The earliest memory I have is of my parents bowing their heads in submission to Kalim's parents...I loathed seeing them like that." You turned your head as another memory popped up, one of Jamil's parents telling him to keep a losing streak up to Kalim. Your heart wretched at the sight. Shouldn't parents only wish the best for their children? "Kalim's family is way above my own...which means...he is above me. Therefore, whether it's grades, athletics, or games...I can never allow Kalim to surpass me." The coldness and pain in Jamil's voice as he spoke was undeniable. Your gaze softened even further than it had before, for you could see Jamil's hooded form standing directly beside you now as he kept on speaking. "To keep pace with Kalim, I pretend to be incapable of anything." Another memory of Kalim and Jamil began to play out as the figure of Jamil beside you seemed to stiffen. "...You haven't beaten me. I've been letting you win all along. With that airhead look….pay attention, Mr. Oblivious!" Another memory began to play out, but this time, it was of both Crowley and Kalim speaking. Crowley mentioned something about...a transfer? You soon felt your opinions on Crowley begin to shift. Was he really so easily bought? "Adults always say the same thing. "I'm sure you understand". But, who is going to try and understand me?" Jamil's hooded head soon turned to face you, his body turning to follow suit. He looked exhausted and pained. Kalim's voice soon came through the memory once more. "We have to work together, Jamil! Okay! Ahaha!" Jamil's body and voice began to shake as his eyes were filled with utter rage at the mere sound of Kalim's voice came through. "...E-enough…" Kalim's voice soon came through once more, his voice even brighter than before. "Jamil is the only one who'd never betray me!" Jamil began to shake even more, now beginning to curl in on himself in rage despite standing up. "THAT'S ENOUGH! Kalim, as long as you're there….I-i…I'll have to live my life handing everything over to you! I-i….even I want to be...number...one…" Your lips soon curled into an inviting smile. You turned to face Jamil as the last memory faded out. Taking both of his hands in yours, you beam up at the boy. His gaze soon flickered over to meet yours, silent tears running down his cheeks. But soon, his legs crumbled and he fell to his knees. You caught him and held the male close, allowing him to silently sob in your arms. Your vision soon began to fade to black…..

"Jamil….JAMIL!" Kalim's voice was the first thing you heard as you began to reawaken. Your eyes fluttered open and you turned your head to the side. You and Jamil had both passed out side by side, still holding each other's hands. Soon, you begin to sit up as Jamil did the same. "Ugghhh….my head...where am…" Jamil slowly turned his head to you, then to everyone else. They were all crowded around the two of you. Everyone began to give their relieved statements, Jade and Floyd being the pair to help you stand completely. You hung back as Jamil and Kalim began to teasingly reconcile. Azul even began to praise Jamil on his tactics and intelligence and offered for the male to join Octavinelle, which Jamil declined with a wild smirk. Soon, you made your way over to a nearby fountain and sat down, letting your finger gently trace circles in the water below. The sound of footsteps caught your attention, to which your head turned. It was Jamil, who was now pulling his hood off. His gaze met yours and softened, the male's head now slanting at the sight of your figure. "[Y/n]. If it's not too much for me to ask….may I…" Soon gathering what he meant, you slid over for Jamil to take a seat. Jamil exhaled in relief, now taking his place beside you. His gaze soon trailed back over to the water as he seemed to carefully mull over his words. Thankfully, you were the one to begin to speak first. "If this is about the whole Overblot thing and the...lovely outfit change? Don't worry about it. I was fine." Jamil glanced over, already chuckling at your rather blunt statement. "Ah...you are rather bright. Although, I truly must...apologize for before. And...I know what you saw. What you heard. What you felt. We were both right there, after all. I….did not mean to lose my composure. You may hate me for that, little diamond...I will take it in stride." Jamil placed both of his hands onto his head, allowing his eyes to screw shut. You could have sworn you saw a few tears pricking his eyes. Glancing over to a blossoming vine nearby, you gently pluck a bright jasmine flower from the vine. Turning to Jamil, you learn over, now tucking this jasmine flower into his hair. Jamil's eyes flicker open in shock, his expression now a bit more loving than before. "....What...after all I did...you still…" He seemed to be at a loss for words. You smiled once the flower was in place, now taking both of his hands in your own once again. "Don't you worry, Jamil. I'm here for you. Now and always. Though I can't do anything about your struggles in the past, I can help you push through to the future. I've got your back." Jamil's eyes filled with tears once more, one breaking free from the rest and trickling down his face. He wipes it away with a hand, releasing a breathless chuckle at you. Then, he begins to smirk, now taking another jasmine flower nearby and placing it into your hair. "...Just know I won't go easy on you, either. I'm through with that." Jamil sent you a wink and you allowed your head to slightly tilt back in a laugh. "Ohhh, I didn't think so. I don't think I'd have it any other way. Just, promise me something? Don't turn into Medusa again, okay? Snakes are slimy." Jamil began to laugh right along with you at your quip, the two of you enjoying each other's company for the time being. Once your laughter had died down, you both met each other's gazes. Without a second thought, the two of you seemed to drift towards each other, a sweeter kiss than the one from before being shared. Jamil hummed into your lips as he gently cupped your face with his hands, a breeze being swept over your two forms.

As you both separated, Jamil's gaze had softened once more. "You must truly be a diamond, [Y/n]...because you're still shining for me."

((Hey Hey Hey, everyone! Its finally here! I had a complete and total ball writing this one! The pain yet eventual happiness is real here! Next up will be Aftermath Overblot!Azul Ashengrotto x Reader! Hope you all enjoyed and I hope you have a fantastic day~💖🌹

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cyncerity · 3 years

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Mmmmm.,, thinking about how if Tubbo nommed Tommy and Tommy grew just enough in his stomach to make a little bump.,,

Ok when I asked for sizeshifter Tommy getting nommed prompts, you got the message. You understood the assignment completely, you genius anon. Funnier yet, I had the same thought about Tommy shifting while in someone earlier, so you’re pyscic and also very much pandering to what i like to write and it’s working very well.

tw: vore, cursing

Btw, I took my shitpost idea from this post and made it a full story

“Tubbo, no.” Tommy deadpanned at Tubbo, who looked back at him with puppy eyes. “Tubbo yes!! You actually studied for this and I didn’t and if I flunk another test my dads gonna kill me!” the shorter teen whined. Tommy pinched the bridge of his nose and let out an exasperated sigh. “Well then maybe you should’ve studied! I’m not gonna help you cheat this, I don’t even know how i would do that!”

Tubbo pouted and gave him a death glare that he ultimately couldn’t hold as long as Tommy could, so he sighed in defeat and started to get ready for school.

*****

School went pretty well for Tommy. He’d been pestered about the test a few more times by Tubbo, but he ignored most of the advances. He was just walking from the class he’d taken the test in to his next class when he got a text from his best friend: ‘meet me in the storage closet by the caf.’ Huh. Odd. Nevertheless, Tommy shrugged and headed that way. Not like he had much else to do at the moment.

He soon stepped into the storage closet, the heavy door closing behind him and shutting him in almost complete darkness as he fumbled around looking for a light switch. He could hear things clattering around him, but every time he reached in the direction of the noise, more noise seemed to come from another direction. What was going on? “Tubbo?” Tommy whispered. “You in here, big man?” Tommy said, a bit louder. No response, except the noises. Tommy could feel himself start to shrink in a bit as his movements became more sporadic looking for the light. “Seriously man, this isn’t funny!!” Suddenly, a loud clap sounded from behind him, scaring him and accelerating the shrinking he had already subconsciously been doing as he shrieked, now a measly 3 inches tall.

Suddenly he felt himself be lifted off the ground as the lights finally came on. As soon as his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked up to see Tubbo holding him by his shirt collar, the heavy, large textbook that Tubbo had violently shut to make the clap noise now laying closed on the floor, looking smug with himself. Tommy glared daggers at him. “That was a low blow, Tubso.” “Of don’t be over dramatic,” the bigger teen smirked, “I’m just getting the help I need.” And with that, Tommy was tossed up into the air and quickly caught in Tubbo’s mouth. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing!!” Tommy shouted as Tubbo’s tongue lapped at his face. He was unceremoniously pushed into the side of Tubbo’s cheek as he tried to respond. “You just took the test, I’m going in to take the test now, so you can at least help me get some answers.” “You little-“ Tommy tried to finish before he was cut off by a loud swallow.

Tommy felt his legs get pulled down into the tight muscles of the throat. He tried to punch at Tubbo’s tongue to get his friend to spit him out but he only heard Tubbo chuckle as the muscles pulled him down to his shoulders and eventually sucked him in completely. Tubbo left the storage closet once he couldn’t feel Tommy in his mouth anymore and made his way to class. Tommy landed in his stomach with a dull thud as he heard the storage room door close and felt Tubbo start walking. Great. Didn’t this asshole know he had school, too?

Tommy pouted and laid back one of the wet spongy walls and slid down, begrudgingly accepting defeat. Eventually he felt Tubbo sit down, and he heard the lecturer start to speak, before silence once again. Tubbo poked his stomach. Tommy kicked at the wall where he had been poked. “You can’t just eat me and expect me to help you. Prick.” Another poke from the outside. Tommy kicked again.

There was an annoyed scoff from outside and soon the small space Tommy was sitting in practically folded in on itself as Tubbo moved to sit with his knees pressed against his torso. “Oh, fuck off, you dickhead!” Tommy shouted. “I’ll give you the fuckin answers, Jesus, just let up!!” Tommy could practically hear Tubbos smug grin as he put his knees back down and sat normally. Tommy sat fuming, giving Tubbo the answers to the test, waiting for the signal tap that signified his giant friend was ready for the next answer. So as Tommy sat and mindlessly rattled off information, he thought about what he could do to get a little revenge for the impromptu nom session. It was hard to think of something good enough. He needed something that was funny, but inconvenient, and that he could do from the stomach he was stuck in. Something that would piss Tubbo off in a playful way, and nothing that would cause him pain, maybe a bit of discomfort…wait. That’s it, that would work, all he had to do was time it right. The logical and mature side of Tommy’s brain said it was a bad idea: he’d never tried shifting while in a person before. Well, that part of his brain could fuck off for all Tommy cared. He’d never listened to it anyways. ‘Oh, this is gonna be so funny…’

****

A half an hour later, Tubbo finished the test. He was pretty proud of his successful plan to get Tommy to help him cheat, and he couldn’t see himself getting caught. There was no physical evidence of it, and he knew that as annoyed as he knew Tommy was, his best friend wouldn’t rat him out. He even made sure to fill in some answers wrong, it was foolproof! Tubbo leaned back, feeling the minuscule weight inside him, and if he focused hard enough, could even feel Tommy breath. He’d never get tired of how weird that felt, no matter how many times he ate Tommy. It gave him a sort of peace. He felt kind of bad for practically forcing Tommy into sitting in his gut, but it was his fault in the first place! If Tommy hadn’t refused to help him, Tubbo wouldn’t have had to resort to this! And he knew that Tommy would try to reign hell on him for this, but for the moment, he put that thought aside. There wasn’t much revenge Tommy could do from his stomach.

Tubbo soon heard the bell ring. And as soon as he went to stand up, he felt something inside him move. No, not move, grow. Double, triple the size Tommy was when he was swallowed, bigger than anything he’d ever even try to get down his throat, and all within the span of a second. The sudden shock of the change mixed with the uneven and unfamiliar added weight in Tubbos body made him fall backwards with a yelp, landing on his ass and knocking over a chair in the process. He heard some kids laugh at him on their way out the door, and saw other just stare. He could feel his face get hotter from the embarrassment. He not only heard, but felt Tommy laugh at him, the shifters now louder voice making the stomach walls around him vibrate slightly. And, oh god, that was a weird feeling.

Tubbo clutched his gut for dear life as he tried to stand. He grabbed a nearby desk and pulled himself up, doing his best to steady himself. And as soon as he finally managed to get used to the weight, more was added. He felt his stomach stretch around Tommy, more weight being added, making him stumble a bit more before he elbowed himself in the stomach, pulled his hood over his head, and tried to walk as quickly as possible to anywhere private, ignoring Tommy’s laughing fit.

Ten minutes later, Tubbo found a private, hidden area under a set of outdoor steps near his school. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and put it up to his ear just to be sure that if anyone saw him, they wouldn’t think he was a crazy person talking to himself. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Tubbo yelled, making Tommy laugh more. “Oh, you have no idea how much I would’ve paid to see the look on your face!” Tommy wheezed. “What did you do?” Tommy’s laughter died down as he tried to answer the question. “Well, I think that’s pretty obvious big man. I shifted.” “In me?!” “Well, yeah. Consider this payback for scaring me shitless and swallowing me without permission.”

Tubbo face palmed with his free hand and started to pace, feeling Tommy’s much larger form sway in his stomach and stretch it with every turn he made as he walked. “Ok, ok, fine I guess I deserved that. Just, why’d you have to do it in class? People were looking at me like I was an idiot. And how big are you even right now?” “Cause you are stupid,” Tommy answered part of the first question, but pondered the other. “I’d say a foot tall? Maybe a foot and a half?”

“A foot?!” “Yeah, that’s what I said. Listen, maybe.” “Alright, alright, ok, you’ve had your fun, now shrink so I can get you out of there and we can both go about our days.” Tubbo sighed. “No can do, big man.” Tommy replied simply, as if Tubbo were to have expected that answer. He didn’t. “Why the hell not?!” Tubbo yelled again, sitting on a step, to frustrated to keep pacing. “You put me in here in the first place. I’m now your responsibility, and you did this to yourself.” Tubbo felt a somewhat uncomfortable pressure on the front of his stomach and pulled up his shirt, partially horrified and partially amazed to see the front of his belly pushing forwards, slight imprints from under his skin. Tommy’s hands. Before Tubbo could even get a word out, Tommy finished: “Remember, I’m not stuck in here with you. You’re stuck out there with me.” The pressure released, and Tubbos abdomen went back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be. It still looked somewhat bloated for obvious reasons, the outline of Tommy practically indistinguishable from any other stuffed gut to everyone but Tubbo, but it wasn’t anything his hoodie couldn’t hide. Tubbo made it a point to stand up from the step quickly to try and jostle Tommy, but only succeeded in making himself feel a quick pit in his stomach, making him instinctually hunch over as it stretched downwards to accommodate Tommy’s weight. “Whatever. I’m done talking to you.” Tubbo replied sternly before walking off to his next class, which he was now horribly late for. “Sounds good, but I’m not quite done talking to you yet.” So the next 10 minutes was spent with Tubbo walking to class and Tommy rambling about increasingly bizarre topics in an attempt to irritate Tubbo, and with Tubbo unable to respond without being heard since he’d put his phone in his backpack like an idiot and now couldn’t reach it.

***

He walked into his next class 20 minutes late, and as quickly as possible made his way to his empty chair next to Ranboo, who started giving him weird looks a few minutes after he sat down. Tubbo gave him a weird look, and Ranboo looked back utterly confused and somewhat distraught looking. Tubbo shrugged and went back to his work, trying to pick up what the teacher was saying and drown out Tommy’s nonsense. Ranboo didn’t stop giving him weird glances though, and he seemed to be getting more and more anxious. Tubbo was about to ask him what was wrong when surprisingly Ranboo stood up and addressed the teacher. “Excuse me, I have a really bad headache. Like, it’s hard to concentrate and I’m seeing spots and it’s all around just really awful, can I go to the nurse, please?” He was given permission and was told to take someone with him, roughly grabbing Tubbo by the arm and practically dragging him out of the classroom as fast as possible.

At this point, Tubbo was worried. Ranboo was an introverted guy, there’s no way he’d draw that much attention to himself in class unless it was an emergency. He got even more worried when Ranboo dragged him past the nurses office and into a storage closet not dissimilar to the one Tubbo and Tommy had been in earlier. “Boo, are you alri-“ “Out of curiosity, where’s Tommy?” Ranboo interrupted. Tubbo froze. “Ummm…I don’t know, why do you ask?” He replied, trying not to sound as guilty as he was as Tommy, who had been silent since Ranboo had dragged Tubbo out of the classroom, mumbled to himself. Something about Tubbo being an asshole. “Oh, maybe because once you came in late and sat down I started hearing Tommy. Quiet, muffled, even, but I know his voice. That, and literally no one besides Tommy can talk about absolutely nothing for so long.” Tubbo heard Tommy let out an offended scoff and a “fuck you” at Ranboo, who apparently also heard it. “See, there it is again! You can hear him to, I know it. So where is he? I thought he was in your backpack, but you didn’t bring it with you to the ‘nurses office,’” Ranboo said, putting in air quotes, “so I don’t know where else I’d be able to hear him from.” Tubbo was left speechless again. Luckily for him, or actually rather unlucky, depending on how you look at it, Tommy was incapable of being left speechless. “In here, Ranboob!!” Tommy shouted, punching the front of the stomach walls, making Tubbo let out a hiss of pain as he punched himself in the stomach. Ranboo just stared blankly. “He’s…he’s in there?” Ranboo asked, pointing at Tubbo’s midsection. Tubbo sighed and nodded. Thank god he had to explain this to Ranboo and not some rando who didn’t know that he and Tommy did this regularly. “I thought that no one besides you could hear him when you ate him? I’ve never heard him from in there before.” “Probably because I’ve never been this big in a person before.” Tommy shouted in reply. “He’s a fucking foot tall, Ranboo. He’s making me miserable.” Tubbo deadpanned. “Just returning the favor!” Tommy shouted. “Ok, ok, wait, what happened, I’m so confused.” Ranboo questioned.

Tommy and Tubbo filled Ranboo in on what went down, who had his face in his hands by the end of the explanation, his thoughts clear to Tommy and Tubbo: ‘why do I have such idiot friends?’ “…ok,” Ranboo finally spoke out, “If anyone asks, I have a fever and you two, er, well, Tubbo helped me walk home. School ends in, like, 3 hours anyways, so it should be fine.” Tubbo and Tommy both seemed ok with that idea, so they went back to Tommy’s house, since Tommy’s family was at work, where Ranboo made both Tommy and Tubbo apologize for being assholes to each other, eventually convincing Tommy to shrink back down and finally give Tubbo a break. Tubbo didn’t spit him out though, and from the one sided conversation Ranboo was hearing, it seemed like Tommy was fine with that. Soon enough, all three were taking a nap.

***

At 2 o’clock, Phil got home, surprised to find the front door unlocked. He carefully made his way inside the house, looking for anything that could have been stolen or god forbid a thief still in the house. But nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Until he got to Tommy’s room, where he found Ranboo and Tubbo asleep on a backup comforter they kept around for the two when they slept over. Phil only had to wonder briefly where Tommy was, until his mind registered Tubbo’s hand, which was pressed protectively against his stomach. ‘Wait, shouldn’t they still be in school?’ Phil thought. But he took one look at the sleeping teens and decided he would chew them out later, turning of the light and closing the door.

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waitimcomingtoo · 3 years

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My Youth Is Yours

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

synopsis: in a world where you don’t begin to age until you meet your soulmate, Tom notices you started aging when he hasn’t

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“Time to wake up.”

You heard Toms voice right before you felt a pillow hit you in the head.

“Mmmmm. I was dreaming.” You whined as you aimlessly threw the pillow in the direction of his voice. You heard the soft thud of the pillow hitting his body as he caught it and knew you were in for trouble. Before you could move out of the way, Tom jumped on top of you and pressed the pillow against your head.

“Aw. About me?” He teased as he squished your face into the pillow. You groaned and pushed him off of you, hearing him laugh as he rolled onto his back beside you. You propped yourself up on your elbow and took the pillow from him, smacking him lightly over the head with it.

“I said dream, not nightmare.” You sassed him. Tom rolled onto his side and smiled softly as he moved a stray hair off your forehead with his pinky.

“That’s not a very nice thing to say to someone who made you coffee.” He drawled before reaching over and retrieving the cup of coffee he had set on your nightstand.

“Coffee?” You groggily sniffed the air as he placed the cup right underneath your nose, making your eyes widen in delight. “Coffee!”

“With almond milk and sugar.” He sang as you gratefully took the cup from him.

“You’re so good to me.” You said before taking a long sip. “No wonder I’ve kept you around all these years.”

“Mm.” He hummed sarcastically. “20 years and counting.”

“Yep. And you don’t look a day over 18.” You teased as you cupped his chin. Tom rolled his eyes at your comment, but he wasn’t really annoyed. The fact that neither of you had started aging yet worried him daily. Sure, it meant you hadn’t met your soulmate yet, but it also meant your soulmate wasn’t Tom. He tried to convince himself that maybe you both had started aging, you just didn’t realize since you saw each other every day. He knew he was a long shot, but it was all he had to hold on to.

“Shut up.” He faked a laugh. “Neither do you, baby face.”

“You’re the one with the baby face.” You shot back as you climbed out of bed.

“This baby face is gonna allow me to play teenagers as long as I want.” He called after you as you waltzed towards the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom.

“Until you meet your soulmate.” You stopped in the doorway and gave him a pointed look. “You know white men age like apples once they meet their soulmates.”

You kept your tone light, but you dreaded the day Toms face would show signs of aging. It wasn’t something you liked to talk about as your youthful appearance told you exactly what you didn’t want to hear; you hadn’t met your soulmate yet.

“Lucky for me, mine seems to be on another planet.” He sat on the edge of the bed and swung his feet as he watched you wash your face.

“Maybe shes off somewhere making coffee for my soulmate.” You chuckled from inside the bathroom.

“That would be funny.” He commented. “Maybe they’ve fallen in love with each other and forgotten all about us.”

“Imagine?” You laughed as you began to apply your makeup. “What would we do then?”

“We’d have to be together, I guess.” Tom forced a laugh as he tried to sound like he was into kidding, when in reality he was completely serious.

“You wish.” You paused applying your mascara and winked at him from the bathroom. He smiled sadly and shrugged, but you missed it entirely.

“Yeah.” He mumbled as you shut the bathroom door to get changed. “I wish.”

Tom pouted and looked at his hands, a sinking feeling finding a home in his tummy. He hated being reminded that you were eventually going to meet someone else and grow old with them. He wanted to stay in your youthful bubble as long as he possibly could. The sound of the door opening brought him out of his thoughts as you walked down the hallway that connected the bathroom to your bedroom. You were in your work clothes now, minus your heels.

“There she is.” Tom smiled at you. “Going for the pencil skirt, I see.”

“I just want to look good in case my soul mate decided to take a desk job.” You shrugged as you slipped into your pumps.

“So that’s what a guy has to do to get your attention?” Tom raised as eyebrow. “Get a desk job?”

“Uh huh.” You bit your tongue between your teeth and rested your hands on his shoulders. “I find actors so boring.”

“I bet you do. How about I take you out tonight? I know your boss has been on your case lately.” Tom asked as he peered up at you from his seated position on the bed. He rested his hands on your hips and drummed his thumbs on your waistline.

“I would like that.” You smiled as combed your fingers through his hair. “It’s a date.”

“A date.” He nodded, leaning into the palm of your hand. You winked at him again and checked your watch, eyes widening at what you saw.

“I’m running late.” You sighed. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“See you tonight.” He waved at you gently as you slipped your arms away from his neck.

“Muah.” You bent down and pressed a wet kiss to his cheek, knowing how much he didn’t like it.

Or so he claimed.

Tom scrunched his nose and wiped the kiss off, really only concerned with getting the lipstick off his cheek.

“Give me a real one, why don’t you.” He jokingly called after you, but once again meant it in it’s entirety.

“Maybe I will.” You called back before shutting the front door.

You arrived at work on time, much to your relief. You greeted the secretary and picked up the paperwork, noticing the pike was a little bigger than expected.

“Is this all for me?” You asked with a tight smile as you collected the stack of files.

“I’m sorry.” The secretary shook her head. “Mr. Brighton dropped them off last night. He specifically asked that you do them.”

“This is the company’s budget.” You realized as you thumbed through the filed. “That’s his job, not mine.”

“Are you surprised?” She laughed sadly. “I haven’t seen him doing his own job since I started here.”

“I better get started if I want to make it home on time.” You sighed. “Have a good one.”

“You too.” She called after you as you made your way to your desk. Along the way, you greeted the girls you worked with.

“Stacey, I called the IT department and told them about the wifi issue. Thanks for letting me know.” You smiled at your coworker.

“Hi Emma.” You waved and set a few folders down in her desk. “Here are the files you need to redo. Don’t worry about messing it up, it happened to me all the time when I first started. Try to have them in my desk by 4, okay?”

“I told the janitor about the paper towels and he said he’ll make a note to restock them more. Thanks for bringing it to my attention, Joslyn.” You thanked your coworker as you walked by.

“Jaiden!” You greeted. “Great work on your proposal yesterday. Just try not to fidget with your hands so much. You had great ideas. There was no need to be nervous.”

You finally got to your desk and set the stack of files down. You blew out an angry breath, already tired before you even started. Right as you were about to sit down when a man in a crisp navy suit appeared at the desk across from you, setting a box of his belongings down on top of it. He looked up briefly and made eye contact with you, smiling politely and stepping around his desk.

“Hi. I’m Chris.” He introduced himself as he held out his hand.

“Y/n. Nice to meet you.” You reached forward to shake his hand. “Is this your first day?”

“Yep. Just transferred.” He nodded towards his desk. “You’re the boss I presume?”

“Nope. Just one of his many victims.” You chuckled. “What made you think I was the boss?”

“I’m not sure.” He realized. “The way you walked in and took charge, I guess I just assumed you were the boss. You seem like you should be.”

“Oh. Well thank you.” You straightened your blazer with a new sense of pride. “I try to be assertive so I don’t get walked all over.”

“Well it’s working.” He laughed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “You had my respect right away.”

“Thank you.” You smiled politely. “I’m not your boss boss, but I am your superior, so you’ll probably be training under me. I’m supposed to tell you no personal calls, but no one really cares. As long as all your work is done by the end of the day, call whoever you want.”

Chris nodded and took a seat in the desk that faced you, nodding in content as he took in his surroundings.

“Hm.” He shrugged as he glanced at you. “Nice view.”

You caught his meaning and gave him a pointed look, to which he held up his hands in defense.

“Come on.” You nodded towards the hallway. “I’ll show you where the break room is.”

“I’m home.” You called as you entered yours and Toms house a few months later. He came to greet you in a tank top and shorts, his glistening arms telling you he was just working out.

“Hey.” He smiled as he wiped his forehead. “How was work?”

“Brutal.” You sighed as you set your bag down. “I don’t know how much longer I can last there.”

“Your boss again?” He smiled sympathetically as he rubbed your arm.

“Yeah.” You shrugged tiredly. “I swear, he has a vendetta against me or something.”

Before Tom could respond, you phone chimed in your bag. You got it out and saw a message from Chris, making a smile tug at your lips.

“What are you smiling at?” Tom chuckled, always a fan of that smile.

“Nothing. Just something dumb the new guy sent me.” You dismissed as you put your phone away.

Toms face faltered momentarily as he wasn’t used to you not telling him things. He let it go, assuming it wasn’t that big of a deal.

“My day wasn’t much better. We couldn’t figure out how to get this one…” He trailed off, his face growing pale and fearful.

“What?” Your eyebrows knit together at his sudden mood change.

“You look different.” He said quietly.

“Bad different?” You worried.

“No, just…you have a gray hair.” Tom admitted, making you let out a shocked laugh.

“What? Let me see.” You ran over to the mirror in the hallway and Tom followed.

“Look. Right on your part.” Tom pointed out a single silver streak on your part.

“Oh. You’re right.” You gulped as a sick feeling sunk into your tummy.

You turned around to face Tom, who looked like he was about to cry.

“You…you aged?” He croaked as he tilted his head to the side.

“I don’t…I don’t know.” You shrugged weakly, trying to calm him and yourself down.

“Oh.” Tom nodded, stepping back from you and adverting his eyes.

“Maybe it’s from stress.” You offered. “My boss has really been kicking my ass lately. Or-“

“Or you met your soulmate.” Tom cut you off. You frowned and reached out to touch him but quickly withdrew your hand.

“Maybe.” You whispered as your eyes searched his face.

“Do you have any idea who it is?” He asked, already knowing he didn’t want to hear the answer. You stared at him for a moment, the urge to tell him how you felt stronger then ever.

“No.” You said flatly. “No, I don’t.”

“I, um…I have to check on something.” Tom said suddenly as he withdrew from you.

“Tom.” You reached out for him but he backed away.

“I really gotta go.” He said quickly. “I’ll see you later.”

Tom practically ran away from you, making you drop your head in your hands as you sobbed.

You gave Tom his space for a few hours before going to look for him, assuming he’d be in his usual spot on the roof.

“Hey.” You called out to Tom once you found him on the roof. He was lying on his back on top of a concrete slab, staring aimlessly at the sky.

“Hey.” Tom said stiffly, without looking at you.

“You’re mad.” You said matter of factly as you slid down beside him.

“I’m not mad at you.” He said quietly.

“I didn’t say you were mad at me.” You answered. “I said you were mad.”

Tom swallowed thickly and stared at the sky as a tear rolled down the side of his face.

“It’s not fair.” He croaked, clearing his throat when his voice came out weaker than he thought it would.

“I know.”

“I wanted it to be me.” He cried, covering his face with his hand as he cried silent tears.

“I know.” You repeated as you fought back your own tears. “I wanted it to be you too.”

“I look at your face everyday. I see every line and wrinkle because right know exactly how they got there. Who else can say that? Who else knows you like I do?”

“No one, Tommy.” You whispered. “No one knows me like you.”

“Then why-“ his voice broke and he stopped talking. You rested your head against his, moving your nose along his cheekbone.

“Then why are you gonna end up with somebody else?” He finished his sentence as he composed himself.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to.” You wiped your tears off your face. “I wanted it to be you. I was so sure it would be.”

“How did this happen?” Tom sniffled. “How is this fates design?”

“I guess we just weren’t meant to be.” You shrugged sadly as you rubbed your face again.

“But how?” He wondered. “How are we not meant to be?”

“I wish I knew.” You told him as you nuzzled your face against his.

“I wish I knew too.” Tom swallowed as he leaned into your touched. You let out a sigh before sitting up on your knees and hovering over his face.

“Hey.” You smiled at him as you stroked his cheek. “I loved you just as much when I was 13 as I do at 23.”

“I love you too but what does that matter?” Tom whimpered. “We’re not supposed to be together.”

“One silver hair does nothing determine who I end up with. I don’t care if fate says we’re not supposed to be together. My heart says we are.” You decided. “You’re the one I want. I’m not interesting in anyone else.”

“Really?” Tom calmed down long enough to hear you out.

“My youth is yours.” You told him. “Everything of mine is yours.”

“But you’re going to continue aging and I’m gonna be stuck like this.” He reminded you.

“There are worse faces to be stuck with.” You smiled softly at him as you rubbed your thumb on his cheek.

“You’re not gonna want to be seen with an 18 year old the rest of your life. People will look at you funny.

“I don’t care how it looks.” You shrugged. “I want this. I want us.”

Tom stared at your upside down face for a moment before smiling at you.

“I want us too.”

You returned his smile before leaning down and kissing him, taking a moment to adjust to the awkward position and slot your lips together. Tom brought his hand to the back of your head to pull you closer as you sat up even more. You moved in sync until you pulled away to catch your breath.

“You know how long I’ve been waiting to do that?” You chuckled as you sat down again.

“Trust me, darling.” Tom laughed as well. “I know exactly how long.”

“Morning!” You chirped as you took a seat at your desk a few weeks later.

“Good morning.” Chris greeted you. “Did you have a nice weekend?”

“I did.” You sighed happily. “Did you?”

“Not really.” He shook his head. “I spent the weekend in a bit of a panic.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” You frowned. “What happened?”

“It’s so weird.” He chuckled. “I look like I’m 18 for the past few years and all the sudden I get laugh lines. I just looked into the mirror on Friday and saw them.”

“Laugh lines?” You laughed nervously as a panic set in.

“Yeah.” He shrugged. “I guess I’m aging finally.”

“Good for you.” You faked a smile. “So you’ve met your soulmate?”

“I mean, I must’ve right?” He asked. “I don’t know who it is, I just know I’ve started to age. It’s pretty weird knowing they could be anybody I currently know.”

“Yeah, that’s really weird.” You agreed.

“Sorry, I keep talking about myself.” Chris shook his head. “Have you met your soulmate?”

“Yeah. His names Tom.” You smiled proudly.

“That him?” Chris pointed to a framed photo of you and Tom you had on your desk.

“Yeah.” You nodded and pushed the picture closer to Chris. “I just took that last week.”

“Funny.” Chris commented as he leaned forward to look at the picture. “He looks a little young.”

“Yeah.” You laughed nervously as you quickly withdrew the picture. “Funny.”

part two

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