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stanathanxoox · 5 months

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It's Okay I'm Right Here

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Helping the other character get comfortable/safe enough to fall asleep by cuddling up with them in a way they enjoy. Holding them (or perhaps letting them hold you) until you feel them drift off finally. - Penelope and Schneider

It had been a long time since you had needed comfort in the middle of the night like this, normally you could make it through without having to seek comfort from your best friend. You had bolted upright mere seconds ago, breath racing and heart pounding at some stupid nightmare that had changed from watching people in your own squadron pass away, unable to save them to those people, those faces now being that of your best friend and new boyfriend, Schneider. You reached out for your phone and flicked a quick message to him, an SOS, knowing that he would be here for you in a matter of minutes, especially as you felt the silent tears fall down your cheeks. Schneider had been staying over more frequently lately but on the nights when you had an early shift at the clinic he wouldn’t so that you didn’t have to drag yourself away from your comfort. There’s a gentle knock on your door and you whisper “Come in” before you see the tall frame of your comfort and solitary make his way through the door and over to you on the bed. As the bed dips, you crawl over to his lap and his arms immediately wrap themselves around you, gentle, soothing.

“My sweet Pen” he breathes against your forehead as he presses a kiss to your forehead and you can’t help but run your hands along every available inch of his body that you can reach, remembering the nightmare that you’d woken from. He stills your hands, gently holding them in his grip and placing a gentle kiss on each of them as he looks down at your face and asks

“Nightmare?” a strangled sob escaping from your lips as you manage to nod your head in agreement.

“What was it Pen? Was it your mum? The kids?” he asks and you shake your head finally looking up to meet his gaze as you whisper

“You” and you feel him pull you closer to him, a gentle kiss placed on the top of your head as he begins to lay down, and you snuggle even closer. Not wanting to let him escape you for even the slightest amount of time.

“It’s okay Pen, I’m right here” he whispers to reassure you finally kissing you on the lips, a kiss you gladly accept and hum into. Eventually you manage to fall asleep in his arms safe and content knowing that he’s got you.

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blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms · 2 years

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Loss- Pat Schneider

Pairing: Pat Schneider x Reader

Characters: Pat Schneider

Warnings: Discussion of Miscarriage

Request: Anon- Do you guys do some mature ish stories? Can I request a schneider x reader planning the future after a baby loss

Word Count: 585

Author: Charlotte

When you had found out you were pregnant, you were shocked and confused and you had no idea what you were going to do. Financially you were stable, you had a decent job, and your boyfriend was from money, so that wasn’t the issue, but since you had known Schneider, he hadn’t wanted to settle down and it had already been a shock when you started officially dating. You told him, even if it terrified you and he was over the moon. It wasn’t the plan, but he wanted to be a father to your child and the idea of the domestic bliss you could have together, seemed perfect.

He went overboard, as soon as you’d had your first scan, he had disappeared for a few hours and returned with hundreds of dollars’ worth of baby things, clothes, toys, diapers, anything you could imagine they could need. It seemed like everything was going to work out- that was until you saw the blood.

You had been experiencing some stomach cramping for a couple of days which didn’t concern you at first but when it became far more intense, and you noticed the blood in your underwear, you couldn’t imagine it was normal anymore. You told Schneider straight away and he rushed you to the hospital. That’s where you found out that you were no longer pregnant, there wasn’t a clear explanation, just sometimes pregnancies aren’t viable even if you did everything right.

As soon as you heard the words, it felt like the world crashed around you. You may not have planned the pregnancy, but you had both grown to want it, and the sudden loss was unbearable. Briefly you were treated before being sent on your way without anything more but mild pain killers you could have gotten from the pharmacy and the weight of loss and grief upon your shoulders.

Silently Schneider took you home. There was nothing either of you could say to make it better. The tears had seized, and the numbness had taken over. You didn’t know how to feel anything anymore, it didn’t even feel real. Everything came back as soon as he opened the front door and you saw the assortment of baby things that covered the living room.

With a sob choking you, you headed straight to the bedroom, curling up into a ball on the bed. He followed you, sitting on the edge of the mattress resting a hand on your leg.

“I don’t really know what I’m meant to say… and I don’t know what you want and need. Just know that no matter what you want, I am here for you. If you want to try again soon… or never again, I won’t judge your decision and I will support you no matter your choice.”

“I don’t know what I want,” you whispered, holding a pillow to your chest.

“That’s okay too,” he assured you. “I know it’s too soon to make a real decision, but I just wanted you to know that no matter what I am here for you.”

You turned your head slightly to see his tearstained cheeks, his eyes red and puffy behind his glasses.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

You knew there was nothing you could have done to change the outcome but still it hurt too much to not be consumed by the endless list of ‘what if’s’.

He let out a gentle sigh, leaning down to envelope you in his arms. “Darling, you had nothing to apologise for.”

#Loss #Request #Anon #Pat Schneider #Pat Schneider Imagine #Pat Scheider One Shot #One Day At A Time #One Day At A Time Imagine #One Day At A Time One Shot #ODAAT #ODAAT Imagine #ODAAT One Shot #Charlotte

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noknowshame · 1 year

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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

#instant conversation enders for my multiple youth pastor cousins #don’t say it (I’m gonna say it)#The Child is The Price #but i mean come on #as someone who isn't actually even christian the real-life historical version of this is still cursed as fuck #i mean we know that jesus was a person who existed. whatever circumstances he was born in #its terrifyingly ominous to imagine being so unaware of the affect your child will have on the future of humanity #time itself will one day be counted around your birth of him #and all because he will suffer an excruciatingly painful death that you will not be able to prevent #not only that. but regardless of his or your intentions #regardless of whether there is a god #for millenea unfathomable millions will have blood spilled and will spill blood in his name #atrocities will be committed that you cannot even conceive of #and all on his and your behalf #you love your child. its beautiful. but there's horror in what you've done. because everyone else will love him too #and what's more dangerous than that?

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pherredraws · 7 months

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i think its so funny that no one knows that fionna and cake are real except simon. imagine if he forgets to tell marcy and just gives her a heart attack one day

#adventure time #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #marceline #i dont remember her last name :(#obviously i imagine he tells everyone right away but maybe she was busy #marceline and fionna should meet tbh #just him talking about his fanfic characters like theyre real people one day. marceline is concerned

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time-woods · 7 months

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i imagine they had a few learning moments when first sharing the cube

#adventure time #fionna and cake #prismo the wishmaster #scarab the god auditor #prohibitedwish #imagine how strange itd be just one day having someone on the same plane as you when ur so used to it just being you #like bro any sensation would be so wack #like wtf ? ? ? what was that ? ?#physical sensations are such a weird thing

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rafeandonlyrafe · 2 months

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full inspection

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warnings: 18+ only, smut, dom/sub dynamic, mentions of previous self harm! including scars, inspecting body, descriptions of body but i try to keep things vague ish when it comes to features, p in v sex, unprotected sex, anal fingering, illusions to future anal sex, rafe does inspect readers feet but not really in a foot fetishy way? it is a FULL inspection lol

“mouth first today, bunny.” rafe says, tapping your cheek.

you nod, opening up your mouth for his fingers to poke inside of.

the routine is familiar by now, every morning, you wake up to rafes inspections. his fingers glide over your cheeks, then your teeth.

“you did a good job brushing last night, bun.” rafe says, pulling his finger back to your lips, swiping over them as you open up, sticking your tongue out.

his finger glides down your tongue, pushing further and further until his fist is pressing against your teeth. you try your best to control your gag reflex, waiting for rafe to finish his inspection before coughing.

the second his finger pulls back, you take a deep breath.

“you did it, baby!” rafe praises you, tapping your nose. “you didn't gag!”

you smile up at rafe, swallowing to get the tickle out of your throat. “wanna be good for you.”

“i know, bun. since you're so good, why don't you choose what's next up for inspections?” rafe usually moves to your hands next, checking to make sure there's not any bitten nails or chipped polish.

“umm…” you glance down, small nightgown barely covering your body, nothing on underneath. “my uh…” you know what you want, just are too afraid to say it.

“out with it baby.”

“my chest.”

“aww.” rafe chuckles. “baby girl wants her titties inspected next? sounds good.”

rafe tugs your nightgown up, bunching up the silky fabric, eyes devouring your pushed together thighs, the peek of your slit between them, until your tits are revealed and his attention is pulled there instead.

“mmm, such cute little nipples.” rafe uses both his hands to inspect them, first rubbing around the outside of breasts before moving closer, fingers playing with your nipples to make sure they harden like they should.

“very good, baby.” rafe says, hands massaging your chest.

“thank you.” you look down your body, so clearly on display for rafe.

“what about this cute tummy, huh?” he pats your stomach. its not part of his usual inspections, but rafe loves to give a kiss to your tummy, warm lips making contact with your skin, almost always making you giggle.

rafe moves lower, ignoring your core to scooch down the bed to your feet, picking up one and laying it in his lap. his hands run over your sole before looking at your toes, checking that your polish hasn’t chipped, otherwise he’d be getting on the phone to make a pedicure appointment for you before he even finishes inspections.

he lifts your other foot into his lap next, rubbing his thumbs over your foot, making you let out a low moan at the massage.

“so pretty for me baby.” rafe says, allowing himself to appreciate your flawless feet.

“just for you.” you giggle, wiggling your toes.

“thats right.” rafe smiles, hands moving up your legs to your calves, quickly inspecting them before moving to your thighs. you keep your legs closed until rafe nods to give you permission to open them, not wanting to get punished for baring your cunt too early.

“such a pretty pussy.” rafe coos, a singular finger swiping through your center. “but i think we need to inspect your hands first.”

“raaafe.” you whine out, cunt clenching around nothing at his teasing as he grabs your hands. he makes sure to very thoroughly inspect them now that your cunt is spread open for him, his eyes flicking between your manicured nails and your wetness.

“don’t be bratty. you know its important for me to look over every part of you.” rafe says, flipping your hands over so he can rub his thumbs over your palms before skirting down your wrists, frowning at the few scars in lines that interrupt your skin.

“won’t happen again.” you whisper to rafe. its true, your time of self harming and using it to cope is far over now that you have rafe. not only would he easily be able to tell if you started again with his daily inspections, but you don’t feel the need anymore.

“i know, baby.” rafe hums, raising your wrists to press kisses to them.

rafe moves up your arm, hands quickly checking them before his eyes turn back to your cunt.

rafe spreads your folds open with two fingers, smirking when he sees the way your clit pulses. he begins his usual work, rubbing around where you really want him, but you know he insists on inspecting every inch of you.

rafe plunges his finger into your entrance suddenly, making you gasp out, back arching off the bed at the intrusion, but rafe just chuckles.

he begins to thrust it in and out, rubbing the pad of his finger against your walls. “still nice and tight for me.” rafe hums. “good girl.”

“haven’t been touching myself without your permission.” you shake your head. it was the number one thing that used to cause you to fail inspections, touching yourself either while rafe was at work or while he slept next to you.

“i can tell.” rafe hums, slowing his finger making your eyes flutter closed, a moan escaping from your lips. he switches back and forth between fast, hard thrusts, and slowly deep ones, never letting you know what the next movement is going to be.

“clit next.” rafe suddenly pulls his finger out, making you squeal.

“shh.” he hums, taking the same wettened finger to rub over your clit. for how seriously he takes inspections, he moves on quickly from your clit, barely swiping over it before moving on.

“rafe.” you whine, hoping your pout and fluttering eyes will entice him to continue further.

“shush. flip over.” rafe sits back while you flip onto your stomach, nightgown still bunched around your chest.

rafe smiles at the way you plump ass is presented to him. he rubs his hands quickly over your back, then skips your bum to go to your legs.

“are we doing a full inspection today?” you mutter, turning your head to look down your body at rafe. it's not every day he has the time to do his favorite part of inspections.

“oh yes.” he smirks, tapping your thigh. you know instantly what to do, raising onto your hands and knees and spreading your legs apart.

“cute little hole.” rafe smirks, your bum presented to him. he rubs his hands over your cheeks first, squeezing your skin and even shaking it a little to see the way your flesh ripples.

rafe keeps one hand holding you open while the other one comes to your second hole, circling around it. you take a deep breath and plead your body to relax as you wait for the intrusion, letting out a quiet mewl when rafe pushes his fingertip into your hole, slowly to let you adjust as he buries it. rafe hums in approval from the way you clench so tightly around his digit.

“a+, baby.” rafe pulls his finger out. you've never gotten a completely perfect inspection, always having at least one minor issue that needed correction.

“flip over.” he commands. you move quickly onto your back, keeping your knees pulled apart as you blink up at rafe. “what's next?” you question, hoping there is some sort of reward for being so good for rafe lately.

“you get your cunnie inspected again, but this time i use my cock.”

“really?” you squeal. usually rafe is strict about when he will fuck you. he doesn't like to give you anything too often, says it's to not spoil you rotten. he's lucky you don't mind just pleasuring him, whether with your hands or mouth.

“it's what good girls get.” rafe nods. he pulls his tshirt off over his head, his muscles on full display while you wait excitedly.

“gonna keep being good for you.” you promise rafe.

“yeah, you will know that you know you'll get this dick.” rafe chuckles, pushing his pants down his hips, your eyes widening when his cock springs free, already hard.

“go ahead.” rafe encourages you, moving to kneel between your legs. you can't help your grin as you sit up to wrap your hands around his cock.

“look at how tiny your hands are on my big cock.” rafe smirks as you gently stroke him. you love to feel him, love to hold him in your grip.

“can i give it a kiss?” you question, not looking up at rafe, eyes too focused between his thighs. rafe laughs, patting the back of your head, pushing you down slightly as an answer to your question.

you duck your head, kissing right at the tip of rafes cock before slowly smooching along his shaft before kissing back up the other side.

“now lay back.” rafe hums. you are sad to let go of his cock but excited for what is coming next as you lay down, but not before tugging your nightgown the rest of the way off. you toss it on the floor to be dealt with later.

rafes hands press at your inner thighs, making them stretch even further as he lines his cock up, glad that your wetness has grown and he can push inside, not too easily with how tight you are around him, but enough for rafe to enter you in one steady stroke.

a moan works its way through your body, your thighs shaking under his hands, but he doesn’t let up as rafes hips begin to swing back and forth, feeling every inch of your walls with his cock.

“thats it, baby.” rafe moans when you clench around him. “so tight for me.” your hands fist in the bedsheets, wishing rafe was draped over you so you could kiss him and hold onto his shoulders, but you know rafe likes kneeling between your spread legs so he can look down on you. it also allows him to thrust faster as he slowly builds up speed.

“love your cock so much.” you whine out, back arching, nipples pebbling in the cool morning air.

“aww, you’re so sweet.” rafe smirks, letting out a chuckle when you pout, his voice condescending, mocking you for how much you’re enjoying it, despite rafes movements speeding up to pound into you.

“oh! oh f-fffffff.” you cut yourself off, remembering that rafe doesn’t like you swearing.

“touch yourself.” rafe grunts out. he’s not sure how much longer he can last, not when he was already turned on from inspecting you and having you kiss and worship his cock.

“thank you!” you manage to squeal out before your hand reaches between your thighs, using your fingertips to rub over your clit, hoping rafe is ready soon because you’re not sure how much longer you can hold back.

“you know what the final part of a full inspection is?” rafe questions. you try to think of what it could be, but your mind doesn’t work anymore, so filled with pleasure and thoughts of rafe that nothing else can get through.

“its seeing how good you take my cum.” rafe moans, moving quicker when you feel his cock swell inside of you, signaling how close he is. you rub faster at your clit as he delivers a few final punishing strokes before cumming with a groan, your own fingers rubbing you to orgasm seconds later as you whine out a series of rafes name over and over, your cunt pulsing around his cock, milking him.

“oh, thats a good girl.” rafe pats your lower stomach. “tummy all swelled up with my cum.”

you look down your body, and rafe is right, theres the slightest bulge from rafes cock being lodged deep inside of you and then stuffing you with cum.

“keep my cum inside of you for a minute and you’ll get an extra special reward.” rafe says as he pulls out, knowing you’re going to have to clench your hole for the entire minute with how much he flooded inside of you.

“okay.” you mumble, eyes closing as you concentrate as his cock pulls away, glad you practice kegels as you try to keep all his cum in. you know rafe is staring at your hole, waiting to see if anything leaks from your cunt. time passes quickly, thankfully, and rafe is tapping your thigh before you know it. “you did it, baby girl. that was an entire minute.”

“really?” you smile, proud of yourself as you relax, knowing his cum is going to leak on the bedsheets. “whats the special prize?”

“well, i inspected your pussy with my cock, and now its time for you ass.” rafe grins while your eyes widen.

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