#thanks for making me feel OLD anon!!! 🤣🤣🤣

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

Sakura canonly baby trapped Sasuke too. Like Kishimoto said she slept with him to make him marry her. I don't blame him for never wanting to be home!! Like Sakura lost all her character development wrt Sasuke... she simps for him just as hard as when she was 12, she's just less annoying about it.

what WHAT WHAAAT???? is that TRUE????? i never finished either the manga OR the anime tbh so i don't even know who lives or dies by the end!! (aside from my beloved hyuuga neji, rip king 😔🙏)

that's such a shame tho, that they just went back on all of sakura's character development ;A; i was very fond of her, even if she WAS a bit annoying, bc she reminded me of a childhood friend 😅

#this is so sad omg #*shakes fist at sky* KISHIMOTO U HAVE LET ME DOWN!!! #i'll say it with my whole chest: SAKURA DESERVED A BETTER STORYLINE #she deserved a good life and a love interest that truly cared for her 😤 #whether it was naruto himself or any other character!!! #god what a blast from the past 😅 #thanks for making me feel OLD anon!!! 🤣🤣🤣 #(<- i am joking lol) #birb answers an ask

[wulfhalls]

people on here interacting with neil gaiman is so. ur like this cannot possibly a real human being off anon!!! sitting down typing out an ask like that knowing the creator of the work will see it. and then ur like well dont be an asshole maybe it's just a 14 year old engaging in fandom for the first time! but then u click on the blog to see its a 35 year old actual real adult who went hello mister GAYman (hihihaha) thank u so much for making my coffeeshop au background relationship / rarepair endgame / slow burn true love sunshine sunshine protector dynamics of my dreams come true! u really had crowley say SMUT 👍🥳🤣🙌 but why was there conflict :/sometimes people argued and???? was that really necessary??? pls tell me rn that this is in fact a happy ending fic scenario otherwise I will have to kill myself immediately in exceedingly violent fashion and it will be ur fault (if michael sheen and david tennant don't kiss again in s3 u will feel my wrath. i know ur home address) anyways. are u aware of the omegaverse trope 😜 just blink twice if that is something we can look forward to in s3 😝😂🤭 also crowley wore different clothes during different episodes?? is that a continuity error?? or will that be explained in s3?

#good omens #txt.me #like. DIE. also i think u should all delete ao3 immediately no joke #viewing media thru this wrapped lense of fanfic exclusively is not good for ur brains fr #10k+

[lipglossanon]

They Were Roommates

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Roommate!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

For the anon who asked for roommate Leon! 💜 I hope I did it justice 😬 🫣 this is pretty much just smut not much lead up 🫣

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, masturbation, voyeurism, dirty talk, unprotected sex, slight oral, cum swallowing, uhh I think that’s all lol

Not proofread (you know me 💁‍♀️ lmao)

Title pulled from a vine! It’s one of my faves lmao 🤣 ୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆*｡୭̥⋆

“What do you mean you didn’t put in the ad?”

You know your voice is pitching higher, but this couldn’t get any worse. The guy at least has the good grace to look apologetic. 

He rubs the back of his head, “Yeah, I guess my old roommate put that out but he ended up moving instead of me. He never told me he even made an ad, so I’m really sorry about that.”

Frustrated tears prick your eyes but you ignore them.

“So there’s no room to rent? This is literally my last resort before sleeping out in my car.”

He looks at your earnest face and the bags at your feet. You watch as his blue eyes dart back into the apartment and he frowns. 

“Well, do you have any references?” He finally sighs, “if you’ll give me their numbers, I’ll call them and if everything’s kosher I’ll let you rent the room.”

“Really?” Your smile lights up your whole face, “yes, I have some printed out. You’d really be doing me a favor.”

He blushes as you hand him the reference paper in question, looking down at it then back up at you, “I just don’t feel comfortable letting you go without somewhere to stay.”

“Thanks, that’s really nice of you,” you nod your head at the paper, “I’ll chill out here until you’re finished with that.”

“No,” he shakes his head, opening the door wider, “you can at least sit in the living room. I’ll make these calls and we can go from there.”

And that’s how your first meeting with Leon S. Kennedy, your current roommate, went.  So after months of living together, getting used to each other’s schedules and eating habits, you fall into a really nice and comfortable pattern. Leon is tidy and polite, but also kinda dorky and sweet. 

You find yourself excited to come home after a long, grueling day at the office. Leon works in law enforcement so sometimes he’s working opposite hours from yourself; this week, however, your schedules are synced and it’s Friday night which means movies and pizza. Even better is you got to leave work early, a rare occurrence that you won’t take for granted!

Opening the front door, you drop your keys back in your bag and sing out, “Honey, I’m home!”

You hear a muffled thud from the living room, making you pause in the entryway—door half shut behind you. 

“Leon?” you call out hesitantly. 

Hearing no answer, you quietly set your bag down and slowly inch your way further in the apartment. You peek around the wall into the living room and hold in a gasp. 

Leon is practically naked, the only thing covering his modesty is the flimsy boxers he has on—doing nothing to disguise the fact his dick’s hard. 

You notice a box of tissues tipped over in the floor along with lube which must be what caused the noise. Covering your mouth with your hand, you can’t pull your eyes away from the scene in front of you. 

Leon has his phone in hand, headphones connected, as he splays out lazily on the couch. His thighs are spread wide, taking up as much space as possible. You can see his other hand slide underneath the band of his underwear and jerk himself off in his boxers. 

“Fuck,” he whispers, eyes glued to his phone, hand picking up speed. 

He rests his head on the back of the couch for a moment then pulls his cock completely out of his boxers. You have to swallow down a whine as you see how big and thick Leon’s cock is, throbbing in his hand as he pulls the foreskin down to show off the fat, oozing tip. You rub your thighs together to ease the ache in your clit.

Leon groans low in his throat and slowly strokes his cock, teasing his fingertips across the head.  He fingers the slit, precum oozing out and coating his fingers making them sticky. He sets his phone on the couch so he can keep watching but use both hands on himself. 

He pants and keeps slowly teasing himself with slow, light touches using one hand on his cock as the other gently rolls and tugs his balls. Your mouth waters at the thought of walking the rest of the way into the room and getting on your knees in front of him. As you watch Leon, slick drips from your pussy and fills your panties, making them wet and clingy. 

Leon tosses his head back with a low moan. He humps up into his hand as he fucks his fist in short steady strokes. Pausing, he reaches down for the lube and coats his hand in the clear, shiny liquid. He brings his coated palm back to his dick and moans as he jerks himself off more easily. 

“So wet,” he whispers to himself, “being so good for me, huh.”

You feel shameful arousal curling in your belly as you watch Leon in a private, intimate, moment; but you can’t help ask why he’d do this in the living room? You know you’re home early, but—

Wait, your eyes widen as your brain whirs with thoughts— is this even the first time? You bite your lip to stop yourself from whining. God, how many times has Leon jerked off in the living room while you weren’t here? Or even when you were??

“So good,” Leon’s voice rumbles, “suck that cock, baby, fuck.”

His hips slowly thrust up as his hand tightens around the thick shaft, “You’ve got such a pretty fucking mouth, sweetheart.”

Those words make you dizzy with arousal, a hot surge flooding your body so quickly it feels like you’re going to pass out. You rub your thighs together and can feel yourself starting to leak through your panties. 

Leon starts to fist his cock more roughly, precum and lube oozing over his knuckles. 

He groans, voice gravelly, “Can barely fit me in your mouth, baby.”

He bucks his hips up hard, “God, can even see how far you get cause of that ring of lipstick around my cock.”

You bite into the meat of your palm to curb any sounds, not wanting to get caught. You swallow thickly at the thought of getting caught while watching Leon get off. Maybe he’d want to see how far your mouth would fit around him. Leave your own sheen of strawberry lipgloss around his fat length. You rub your thighs together again, feeling more turned on than ever before in your life.  

Leon groans, pulling your attention back to him away from your own thoughts. One of his hands is still tugging his heavy looking balls while the other keeps a tight tunnel formed around his cock. 

You really want to touch yourself, but it’s hotter to just watch Leon. You can always get off later, remembering this moment.

Your wide eyes continue to watch as the leaky tip of Leon’s dick peeks out of his fist on every stroke—teasing you with the promise of hot cum on your tongue if you only dared enough to go in there for a taste. 

He quickly jerks himself harder, sounds of shlick shlick shlick filling the air. Leon starts humping up into his slick fist, growling in satisfaction as he rolls his hips just right.

“Fuck, you take it so well, baby. A tight little throat just for me.”

Your nipples tighten under your bra, clit throbbing with need. You’re so wet, you can feel it leaking down your thighs now. Torn between wanting to leave to touch yourself or watch Leon finish, you ultimately want to see him come undone. 

“Gonna cum all over that cute face, sweetheart,” Leon moans out, thrusting his hips harder as his hand strokes faster. 

Leon’s head lolls back on the couch, eyes closed as he strokes himself faster to completion.

“Yes, fuck,” he groans, low and deep, as ropes of cum spurt across his abs and chest, coating himself in white sticky strands. 

Your pussy flutters, aching and throbbing— needing something in your wet hole. Eyes darting up to his blissed out expression, his own eyes thankfully closed, you quietly tiptoe backwards to the front door. 

You pick your bag up off of the floor and pull the half open door completely open and walk out. You softly shut the door and lean back against it, blowing out a harsh breath.

You really don’t know how you’re going to react when you look Leon in the face, but I guess that’s just something you’ll wing when you get to it. 

Giving yourself several minutes to calm down, you finally re enter the apartment acting like it’s the first time. 

“Heey I’m home!” You yell, a little louder than usual, but you really hope Leon hears you this time. 

“Oh uh, hey,” you hear Leon call back, voice nervous, “you’re home early.”

“Yep!” you take more time than usual to close and lock the door behind you, dropping your bag in the floor near the coatrack. 

“Cool, I haven’t ordered the pizza if you wanna go ahead. I’m actually gonna grab a quick shower,” you can hear his voice get further away as he walks deeper into the apartment. 

You listen for the bathroom door to shut and once your hear it, you let out a relieved sigh. Opening up your phone, you just order the usual Friday night spiel and walk to your bedroom. 

Once inside, you close and lock the door. You shed your clothes like they’re on fire and quickly climb into your bed. This isn’t your usual way of doing things, but your brain is a little too fried to think outside of the image of Leon’s thick cock. 

You grab a pillow you only use as decoration and swing a leg over it as you kneel on top of it. Rocking your hips down, your clit grinds against the fabric and makes you whimper. Slick is steadily dripping from your needy hole as you hump your pillow, imagining Leon in its place. 

Using one hand to keep the pillow steady, your other hand comes up to tease and pinch at your nipples, shooting bolts of pleasure straight to your clit making you cry out softly. 

“Leon,” you whimper, rolling your nipples between your fingers. 

You rock against the pillow faster, already so close just from watching Leon earlier, dragging your wet sensitive clit over and over the coarse pillowcase. 

“God, ‘m gonna cum,” you whine out loud, eyelashes kissing your cheeks as your hips stutter and grind down, cumming so quickly it makes your thighs spasm. 

Slick covers your pillow as you shakily let your hips drop down to sit. Your clit pulses with aftershocks while you pant to catch your breath. 

“Fuck,” you whisper to yourself, flopping down onto your bed and pushing your used pillow into the floor. 

Your phone dings and you lazily grab it from your nightstand and look at the notification, reading that the pizza delivery is on its way. 

Pushing yourself up, you get out of bed and go to throw on some ratty pajamas when you pause. 

You pull out a sleeker, prettier matching pj set—a thin teasing top with matching  shorts. Deciding to try your luck, you put them on and give yourself a once over in the mirror. You fluff your hair and apply a quick layer of gloss on your lips, puckering them at the mirror before grinning at yourself. 

Spinning around, you make your way out of your room and into the shared living space hoping to, subtly, grab Leon’s attention as you hang out for the night. 

It works or at least maybe it does—it could be you’re looking too much into things; frowning to yourself, you shake your head and go back to relaxing on the couch. The pizza’s long since gone and now you’ve been chilling in the living room, watching b-rate horror flicks and chatting. You at least think Leon has been looking at you when you weren’t paying attention, but it’s hard to say when you’re not paying attention.  

You sigh out loud and cross your legs. 

“Something the matter?”

You start and turn to Leon with a sheepish smile, “Yeah just thinking.”

He squints his eyes at you, “Mmhmm.”

You laugh this time and kick out your foot to push his knee with your toes, “Fuck off, it’s nothing important.”

He grabs your foot and presses his thumb in the arch making you suck in a sharp breath. 

“You’ve been on your feet all day, haven’t you?” he asks, eyes looking down to his hands now rubbing your foot. 

You feel like melting into the couch cushions, a hot coil of want slowly unraveling in your belly. 

“Yeah,” you say quietly, “was a long day.”

His brow pinches as he looks back up to you, “Did you talk to your boss about—“

You groan and flop back into the couch arm, kicking your other foot up into Leon’s lap, “Yes, mom. I talked to him and he said until we can hire a replacement, that we’re all just gonna have to ‘do our best for the team’.”

You roll your eyes and grumble, “Like he even does anything more than clock in.”

Leon grabs your other foot and traces along the arch, “I can go talk to’em if you need me to.”

Your smile spreads across your face, “You really would, wouldn’t you? You’re so sweet, Leon.”

His blue eyes drag up from your legs and skimpy sleep shorts, across your body with the nearly sheer top, to look up into your face, “You need someone to take care of you from the sounds of it.”

You gasp out loud at that and Leon wraps his hands around your calves, yanking you down the couch til your ass lands in his lap. 

“Hoping I would notice your slutty little getup, honey?” his smoky voice murmurs in your ear, snapping the band of your shorts, “trying to show me what I’m missing out on, huh?”

Your head spins from the complete 180 Leon is pulling, but you feel a thrill run down your spine.

“Just wanted to feel pretty,” you say, feeling hot all over, hands plucking at the hem of his shirt. 

“So pretty, baby,” he affirms, hands running up your calves to your splayed thighs, thumbs softy grazing your skin. 

His hands slide from your thighs, up your hips to pet at your sides. 

“Heard you get off earlier too, honey,” he whispers hotly in your ear, “walls are thinner than you think.”

You lean back to look him in the eye, “B-but how? I thought you were in the shower.”

He grins at you, “I forgot something so I stepped out to grab it. Not like it’s the first time hearing you anyway.”

Embarrassment makes you squirm on his lap, ducking your head down, “I didn’t know.”

“Sure, baby,” he kisses your jaw, fingers dipping below the band of your shorts and panties, fingers finding your leaking hole and slowly sinking into your pussy. 

“Leon!” You cry out, spine arching until your chest is pressed against him. 

“How d’you think I don’t hear you?” He rumbles, making your nipples stiffen in your shirt, “stuffing your fingers in that needy fucking cunt night after night.”

You gasp, hips rocking down into his fingers, pussy clenching around the digits. 

“M sorry,” you hiccup, eyes watering, “I’ll do better.”

“Yeah you will,” he rubs his thumb across your swollen clit, “cause I’m gonna start giving this little pussy what she needs, whenever and wherever I want. Sound good?”

“Leon,” you whimper, hands grabbing at his forearms, tendons flexing as he keeps finger fucking you on the couch. 

“Seems like every night, I’m in my room stripping my cock raw from those hot breathy moans you make,” he murmurs in your ear, low and smoky, “wore my fleshlight out the first month you moved in, baby.”

Your eyes rolls back as slick leaks from your pussy all over his hand. 

“Like that huh,” he laughs, tongue dipping in your ear before he places a wet kiss on the shell, “s’true, never made such a mess til you moved in, always fucking into that fake pussy thinking of yours.”

You moan high in your throat, “Leon, please, want you so much.”

“Yeah? Y’sure? Don’t want me using my toy, want me in this needy cunt?”

“Yes, yes,” you grind your hips down harder, his fingers stretching your hole open, “want it so bad.”

You whine and tug at his wrist til he finally slides his fingers out of your drenched pussy.

“Gonna give it to you sweetheart,” he promises you, eyes heated and dark, “gonna fuck you open right here, and then I’m gonna bend you over that kitchen counter and eat your pretty pussy til you cry for me.”

“Leon!” You gasp wantonly, “in me please. Wanna feel you.”

He pulls out his hard cock, smacking the head against your clit, making your hips jump. 

“Sit on me, want you to ride me baby,” he grins, guiding his dick into your drippy hole but not pressing in any further. 

You whimper and rock your hips, easing down his thick cock inch by inch until you’re sitting flush against him. He’s so deep in your pussy, it feels like he’s in your throat. You moan as he grinds up into you, fingers pinching and tugging at your hard nipples. 

“Mmm just like that baby, feel so much better than that plastic pussy,” he groans, twisting your nipples until you’re whining, “god, love the sounds you make.”

Pulling his hands away, he slaps across your breasts making your back arch your chest towards him. 

“Leon,” you mewl, tears slipping from your eyes because of the sting.

“I know,” he soothes, slapping across your tits again, “feels good doesn’t it, baby?”

You dig your nails into his big biceps, bouncing down in his lap to stuff his cock repeatedly into your hole. 

He slaps across each hard nipple until they’re puffy and swollen. You moan and hump down on him harder, the pain bleeding into pleasure and making you even wetter. One hand dips between your bodies to softly rub across your clit; he drags his fingers lower to stroke your pussy lips, getting his fingertips wet and dragging them back up to circle around your swollen bud. 

“Greedy little thing aren’t ya, honey?” he laughs deep in his chest, “c’mon ride me a little harder, baby.”

He moves both of his hands down to grab the fat of your ass and fuck up harder into your clenching pussy. 

“Leon,” you moan, fingers digging into the tense muscles on his shoulders, “gonna cum.”

“Already?” he scoffs, “pretty easy cunt ya got here then, sweetheart.”

You cry out, the sound of skin slapping and your pussy squelching from his rapid thrusts are so loud in the small living room, making your walls flutter and clamp down on his pistoning cock. 

“Wanna cum,” you sloppily kiss down Leon’s jaw to his neck, sucking a bruise into his skin, “want you to cum with me.”

Leon groans, sounding pained, “Sure, honey. Where do you want it?”

“My mouth,” you pant out quickly, “cum in my mouth, please.”

“Fuck,” he laughs choppily, “okay then sweetheart. I’ll cream your little throat.”

You whine and rock your hips down faster, “Yes, yes, Leon, so good.”

One hand moves to your hip to help you keep up a quick rhythm and the other goes back to rubbing and flicking your sensitive clit. 

“C’mon, honey, cum on my cock so I can fill that pretty mouth,” he smirks and shakes the hair out of his face, “you can do it, be a good girl and cum for me.”

Leon bottoms out in your pussy and just grinds against your g-spot as he teases and pinches your clit; your thighs lock up as your orgasm washes over you, pussy clamping down and milking his cock, clit throbbing under his thumb as he keeps up the slow steady circles on the sensitive nerves. 

“Good girl, good girl just for me,” he noses your hairline, feeling your body shake as he overstims your clit, “get in the floor, honey, ‘m ready for you to swallow this load.”

You moan and arch up, begrudgingly pulling yourself off of his dick so you can kneel between his thighs on the floor. 

“Want it, Leon,” your glazed eyes peer up at him, watching as he fists his cock in front of your mouth. 

“Oh you’re gonna get it, baby,” he grunts, “open that fucking mouth.”

You part you lips and loll your tongue out, whining when you feel hot spurts of jizz land on your tongue and lips. 

“Fuck that’s it,” he groans, watching you with sea dark eyes, hand slowly stroking his dick, feeding each spurt of cum into your open, eager mouth. 

You moan, the sound garbled from the cum pooling on your tongue and sliding down your throat. 

With one last groan, he lets go of his twitching cock. You watch as it droops, a drop of cum beading on the fat tip making you duck froward to lap at the head. 

“Baby,” he hisses, “a little early for me to go again,” he laughs and rubs his thumb across your bottom lip. 

Your tongue darts out to lap at his thumb, “S’good though?”

“The best, sweetheart,” he leans down to pull you up in his lap, “can’t wait to taste you later.”

You sigh, eyes drooping in pleasure. Guess that pajama set really did work out in your favor. 

#roommate!leon s kennedy #they were roommates #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy #fem!reader #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #leon kennedy x reader smut #leon s kennedy smut #resident evil smut

[the-kr8tor]

Hello! Could I please request hobie x librarian! reader? Since I sent that imagine in I can’t get the idea out of my head 😭

Maybe hobie meeting up with r one time when they r working at the library to help him find a book (and to distract them from doing their job 🤣)

feel free to change the plot to this bc I couldn’t really think of one🤣!

🕊️anon

Thank you, dove for another lovely request!! 🫶

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader.

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, established relationship, CW food mentions, FLUFF.

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It's a slow day in the library, all previously checked out books are properly placed in their shelves, everything else is organized in each pile. The smell of old books envelops you as you indulge yourself by reading a book that has you enthralled, the plot thickens, making you sit on the edge of your chair. Hands gripping the covers, your eyes widen at the love confession.

Your back is turned away from the table, making sure no one can see you reading the fluffiest romance book known to man. Being extra cautious, you hide your flustered face with your arms, toes wiggling inside your shoes while you giggle to yourself. Back folded like a shrimp, legs propped up on the chair with the book placed firmly on your knees.

Breath hitching in your throat, eyes brimming with tears when the protagonist finally realizes her best friend loves her too. You're too captivated to notice the presence behind you.

A gruff voice suddenly speaks, “‘He calls her name this time, not love, not Gromit or cherry, her name—’” he reads a passage right off the page.

You screech, the loud noise getting the attention of the library’s patrons. One shushes you while Hobie beams, hands tucked in his jean pockets. His smile gets bigger when you hide yourself behind your book.

He tilts his head, taking his hand out to move the book down and away from your face.

“There's my girl.” Hobie moves his hand to squeeze your nose. He can't help it when you're looking so adorable, and dare he say that he misses you so much that he decided to stop in the middle of his patrol just to see you.

He already thinks it's well worth it to change from his suit to his regular clothes in a grimey small alleyway from how you reacted.

“Hello?” You squeak out at your boyfriend, a shy smile hidden behind the cover of the book.

“Hi.” His eyes crinkle at the corners, “Why'd you hide the book from me? It was getting good.” He teases.

You collect yourself, calming your racing heart. Scooching a bit to the left, you pat the space.

Even though you two could barely fit on the office chair, Hobie still indulges you. Sitting down rather uncomfortably but he doesn't seem to mind as he immediately wraps his arm around your middle with the excuse of making sure you won't fall off the edge. You two are squeezed on the chair, half of your bodies sticking out. But you still stare at eachother like the protagonists in your book, with so much love and affection reserved with a simple look.

You place your face on the crook of his neck, nuzzling him. “Did you fight lizard?” Whispering right into his ear, he chuckles when your breath tickles him.

“Why? Do I smell?” He looks down at you, eyes soft whilst you sniff him. Nose kissing his skin.

“Hmm, no.” Sniff. “Yeah, nope.” He smells of leather and your fruity soap.

“How'd you know then?”

“You've got a piece of his scale stuck on your neck.” you narrow your eyes at the tiny green scale.

Hobie moves his neck to the side, giving you a full view. “Get rid of it for me?”

With your nail you gently scratch it off, flicking it away once you get it unstuck.

“There.” You rub his skin clean with your thumb

“Thank you, lovie.”

“What are you really doing here, Hobie?” You look at him through your lashes, “except for distracting me at work?”

“I think that job is already taken.” He taps your book on your lap. “‘m here to ask for help in finding a book.”

You giggle, knowing that's not the real reason. You decide to tease him a bit. “Okay, book title?”

“I don't remember,” he feigns like he's oblivious. Flicking his eyes on the cover, he continues. “Starts with the letter T, I think. That's where my favourite librarian comes in, right?”

“There are a lot of books starting with that letter. Do you at least have the author's name?” You play along.

“Ends with the letter R.” He grins.

“You're such an ass.” You laugh, muffling the sound with his jacket.

“You're right, ‘m here to annoy the living shit out of you.” You're not for one for PDA but you want to kiss the smirk off his lips. Maybe just one won't hurt. Before you could, he raises his hand, revealing a brown paper bag. “‘sides, I brought you lunch.”

The sight alone makes your stomach grumble, not realizing how hungry you've been with how transfixed you were with your book. You're now glad it was Hobie who found you reading during working hours and not your boss.

He heard your stomach grumble with the help of his enhanced hearing and how quiet the entire place is. But he decides not to tease you about it, for now at least.

You click your tongue, “food isn't allowed in the library.” He's disappointed at your comment. “but it's allowed in the employee lounge.” Grinning, now it's Hobie's turn to have the urge to kiss you silly.

“And I can read the rest of my book to you?” You ask, a bit nervous.

“So I can feed you while you read it to me, hmm? Very clever.”

“That's not what—”

He stands up, lending you a hand, flexing his fingers. “Let's go then, before your soup gets cold.”

“Is it from my favourite deli?” Your eyes shine in the fluorescent lights. “With bread?”

“‘course.” He'd cross oceans just for you if it means you get to eat the food you love. He acts like it's the most simplest thing in the world when in fact he had to line up for fifteen minutes to get your favourites.

You look at him with love in your eyes, taking his hand, he lifts you up with ease.

“Yeees.” You whisper happily. “For that I'll do the voices while reading.”

“Very romantic, love.” Hobie chuckles, letting you lead him excitedly down to the employee lounge.

#request done #hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #the kr8tor's creations #hobie brown #atsv fanfiction #atsv fanfic #atsv x reader #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x you #spider punk x you #spider punk x fem!reader #cw food mention #hobie fluff #fanfic #🕊️ anon

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Tamaki, Shoji and Bakugo:

Domestic Life with Their Wives

Tamaki Amajiki x wife! Reader; Mezou Shoji x wife! Reader; Katsuki Bakugo x Wife! Reader

Warnings: pure fluff

A/N: This is a request from tendou anon!

Tamaki Amajiki

Most insecure husband award goes to 🏆

Seriously this man does not understand how he pulled a beauty like you

But he legit thanks the heavens above every single day he gets to be in your presence

You don't have to ask this man to help you with anything

Dishes ✔️

Laundry ✔️

If you have kids ✔️ ✔️

As a pro-hero he works alot of nights so he knows you shoulder alot of the responsibilities in the home

For instance, you've just given birth to your second baby and you're exhausted

Your two yesr old toddler is also teething which means that not only are your nights miserable but your days as well

You've been texting Tamaki all night because you are just exhausted

Man feels awful having to return to work so soon after the baby came but unfortunately crime doesn't wait for paternity leave 🥺

However, as his sift comes to an end at 5am, he will drive through your favorite coffee place, pick up your beverage and bring it home

He walks in to hear the TV on and you sound asleep with your newborn on your chest

Your toddler is happily watching cartoons while mom rests her eyes

First thing he does, takes a picture 📱

New wallpaper 🥰

You're toddler is so excited to see your husband

They scream and you jolt awake, full mom style

"IM AWAKE, IM AWAKE WHERES THE EMERGENCY?!?!"- You 😳

Your husband just laughs as he lifts your newborn from your chest and kiss you

"Go grab a shower baby, I bought you some coffee! Then I figured I'd make breakfast and we could eat then all take a nap"- he said

You 👉🏻😐😳🥺😫 marry me!!!!

Tamaki 👉🏻 we are already married by ight 🤨

Seriously 10/10 husband material 😘

Mezou Shoji

This man... THIS FREAKING MAN 😫

Literally such an angel I can't

He drinks women's respect juice on the daily and he's an all star husband

Having multiple appendages is so helpful around the house let me tell you 👏🏻

Mans is cooking and washing dishes at the same time

He's vacuuming and dusting

And let me just say, when your first baby comes... UGH

He's an all star dad!

It's the middle of the night and you've been struggling to get your little one to sleep for hours

You've gone into the living room because your husband works the next day

And you are an amazing wife 🥰

You are dead tired and you've all but worn a hole in the floor walking the baby back and forth

Your husband has been laying in bed awake for a while, he wants to help but he also knows you are capable

However after an hour he's done

Mans has been patent for too long

"Honey let me rock the baby, you go to sleep"- Shoji

"Love its OK! You have to work! And baby is almost asleep"- you, lying to yourself and everyone 🙄

Shoji doesn't listen to you, he just walks up, grabs the baby in one of his arms and stars rocking

Baby 👉🏻 instantly asleep 😴

You 👉🏻👁👄👁

Your husband 👉🏻🥰🥰🥰

Please YN that's all it takes sometimes

"Go to sleep babe, I got them"- Shoji, now sitting on the couch and cuddling your baby

You 👉🏻 running 🏃‍♂️ to bed

YN get all the sleep you can

Your emaculate husband has got your back 😍

Katsuki Bakugo

Oof- you pulled this YN 🥵

I'm so freaking jealous

Honestly tho, I'm sure you deal with enough of Bakugo's crap on the daily to sometimes think twice about your decision 🤣

He's a great husband but sometimes he's an actual child himself 🙄

For instance, you have a 3 year old son who looks and acts exactly like your husband

You and currently pregnant with your second baby and ready to go any day now

Your husband works his butt off but he always has time for you and your son 🥰

However, there is never a lack of entertainment in the Bakugo household

Oh no no no

"Daddy! Did you get any bad guys?"- your son yells

"Hey buddy! Not tonight, I was doing paperwork most of the day"- Bakugo says ruffling your sons hair

You are cooking supper and getting it ready when your son sayd the unthinkable

"Uncle Deku got some bad guys today"- your son

You 👉🏻😳😅 crap-

Bakugo 👉🏻😃 whet-

"Uncle Deku came to my school and told me about how he put a bad guy in jail this morning!"- Your son

"Well Uncle Deku can stick it-" Bakugo ready to lay down the law

"KATSUKI"- You, yelling at your husband

Your husband rn 👉🏻😠

You 👉🏻😐😑

Your husband sighs, coming up to you and giving you a kiss

"We need to transfer our kid to a different school. I don't want that nerd influencing him!"- Bakugo

"Katsuki really?"- You 🙄

Please YN, your husband had never been more serious in his entire life 😅

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[hanafubukki]

chaos hype anon: i have seen your reply and i am giggling as more time shenanigan weirdness comes to play.

imagine crowley now having to deal with the husbands now that MC is married and he’ll have hell to pay if the husbands caught wind of Crowley overworking and underpaying their wife

also that reminds me, would everyone in NRC actually know that MC is married to 2 wonderful men and Silver is her kid? The chaos that unfolds would be hilarious if that’s the case.

(References: Fanfic, Ask 1, Ask 2, Ask 3, Ask 4)

Hi Chaos Hype Anon🌻🌺🌷

The way I evil laughed when you brought up Crowley Anonie 😂😈, now he can’t get away with doing whatever the hell he wants.

I mean here you have a well known General of the Faes and in parallel Knight of Dawn, who is just as respected. And then you have, Dire Crowley. Even if Crowley is strong, just the…respect and reputation from both Lilia and Dawn will have him cowering especially if it affects NRC somehow.

Lilia’s threats would include either the mischievous sort or a shadow version of himself during his general days. He still has the abilities of one after all.

The Knight of Dawn is the quiet and straightforward type, so I can see him acting/talking in a way that makes you feel guilty for doing a wrong or literally ready to fight for his loved ones.

As for the NRC students, I want to say those closest to YN would know. It would be funny just the way they would react to the whole situation 🤣

For example:

Riddle, how will he treat you now? Are you technically older? Does he use other honorifics?

Vil and Rook finding out the age of Lilia, Dawn, and Silver. Vil asking Dawn and Silver their skin routine only to have a near heart attack when they give bare minimum answers.

Octa trying to somehow make money out of having two historical figures at school. Just good old NRC shenanigans.

Trein now having not only Lilia and Malleus telling him that history is wrong, you have the Knight of Dawn as well. I can just imagine his headache and need to retire lolol

And then we have our Mob students, oh our lovely mob students. The ones who likely don’t know or don’t care. They are going to regret it if they try to pick a fight with our lovely YN 🤭💞

I can see the mob students picking fights with the Knight of Dawn just like they do with RSA students.

Thank you for sending this in Anonie 💞🌺

#answered #anonie ask #🌺chaos hype anon🌺 #twst knight of dawn x reader #twst knight of dawn #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge #twst knight of dawn x reader x lilia vanrouge #knicking my feet while thinking of this in bed 💚💞

[bookishtheaterlover7]

I’m going to counter your anon who says AB isn’t getting karma.

I think she is. A Little bit already.

First, her “husband’s” fanbase despises her. Not all, but I’d say a loud minority that’s also out there ready to snatch her wig for anything she tries to do (lol).

Anytime she does something remotely embarrassing there’s a group of people waiting to out her - remember Liberia? 😂 and they have receipts and keep screenshots. She can’t hide unless she goes private but then she’ll never get more followers. 🤣

And if she thinks these people will stop if she has his baby? She can think again. That’s never happening. I think she burned all opportunity to make peace with his fan base and people want to see her gone. There are a ton of crazy fans that go way too far, yes, but unfortunately shes made enemies for life. Should have thought twice before having your soulmate mock and troll your fans on your behalf and then posting yourself showering to the world as an FU. Now when you try to claim you’re so shy your posts will be spammed with your own nudes.

The general public still does not notice or care about her. She’s so uninteresting and irrelevant her name is still getting spelled wrong. By people in her own country 🙈

Her movie backed by the largest US talent agency made no noise at all in any of the box offices and especially not in the United States of America. She was only only in it briefly and the reviews don’t even mention her. Not really going to help her future IT girl case because in comparison, like Jenna Ortega gained 10 million fans in like two weeks. I’m sure a bunch of them were bots too but let me tell you EVERYOne was watching Wednesday back in Nov-Dec 22. So her gaining that much really isn’t that far off the bat. Not to mention, AB’s big moment to shine was around the same time as Jenna and Jenna beat her and didn’t have to date anyone famous. 🙊

Even Chris back in 2019 - his peak popularity and then 2020 - he was trending at times daily, weekly. He was trending #1 on twitter for at least 24-48 hours during his oopsie weekend. His tweet after that telling people to go vote got millions of likes. He used to get crazy engagement just for breathing. I remember after endgame and then knives out people were talking about him like he had just popped up on the scene…this man had been in the industry at least 20 where at that point. lol

Chris came on IG and I’m pretty sure he gained a million followers in about 24 hours. Yes, there are celebs that did it faster than him but remember he’s always been more of an under the radar celebrity and he never really tried to be otherwise. So for the fact he was hitting 40 years old and joined IG ten years after everyone else and got 1 million the first day is impressive. So yes, he had star power. Jenna has it now.

And yes, CE has lost that star power and in part it’s due to him being with AB. So yes, he’s losing due to his decision to be linked with her, which could be called his karma…

But miss wannabe IT girl? Whew.

Try as she might, Her followers….basically capped at 840K and I will bet Elon musk’s entire net worth she was hoping to hit 1 million the night she went public with her now husband. People on tumblr even saw that she went and pinned her Mrs Harris movie post like the same day their pap pics came out. That’s how you know old girl was waiting and hoping to see her numbers go up.

Lastly, her “husband” is still more popular than her. Even though his fanbase has deteriorated she hasn’t gained more popularity’s I think this may really really grate her (don’t ask me why, I just have this feeling) because she’s the young and vibrant one. She wants to be adored and no matter what she tries to do, photoshopping herself in every picture she posts, she’s not outgaining him in terms of recognition. People will only know her if his name is added first.

So…yeah. Maybe you think she has it all and she’s not getting anything bad. But I would say karma works in mysterious ways. Sometimes it’s not as obvious as you think.

OH! THANK YOU, AN🫶N!!!

God, this really made me feel so much better after reading all the shit Elijah posted on Medium. 🥹

Especially when you mentioned "Karma isn't as obvious as you think". It's something I made a realization recently. Because I truly believe in Karma, I just wanted Karma to be more obvious, but sometimes, it just isn't.

And honestly, that makes it better 😆

Anyway, back to what you said about Albitch's Karma... Ohhhh, the number of laughs you gave me is PRICELESS!!!

I would seriously pay to see the screenshots of HER posts being filled with her own nudes 😆 Reap what you sow!

And I know it will not get any better for her. She's dragging Chris through the mud, and let's just say, that the fans that love Chris, definitely hate her. Beyond her "marrying" him.

Also, how Chris seems to contradict everything he used to say whenever he's with her. Hell, she doesn't even have THE ASS that Chris would be into 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 so, that's a VERY BIG contradiction. And, regards to their marriage... PRIVACY, MY ASS!!!

That said, I love how clearly you can see everything, once you get a level head. That means... Karma is definitely real.

Also, lemme just tag @blue-ice715 because it's her post that I reblogged, and she would definitely love to read this. 😊

#An🫶n asks #booky reacts #booky answers #An Ask for blue-715 #chris evans #chris evans fandom #Yeah. I love this Ask so much! #Team Chris #❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[mrsaltieri-real]

oh my oh my did Pretty in Red make me feel all kinds of things. this a fic i didn't know i needed! and now badly i need for ethan and chad to come rail the shit out of me till i can't walk anymoreee

omgg this fic was so fucking hot amazinggggg

Awh you! That’s so sweet, thank you so much! Big old shoutout to the Anon that requested it too, it was a lot of fun and I’m so glad you liked it!

#scream #scream 6 #chad x ethan x reader #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #chad meeks martin #chad meeks smut #chad meeks x reader #chad x ethan #ghostface #ghostface smut

[agustdiv1ne]

Your moots as txt songs?

THIS IS SO FUN!! thank u anon <3

@gummygowon hi mai i'm giving u cat and dog bc u are a furry </3 JK LOL,, i think it's a fun song to listen to just like u are a fun person to talk to!!! ily bae n if we don't get to meet up this yr i might just Cry

@lunalovesstories lunaaaa i'm gonna give u happy fools!! to me u are a very positive and bright person, and u never fail to light up my day ^^ i love talking to u hehehe

@cheolhub sarbear!! i give u dear sputnik bc u and i are the same :> also something about this song is very You and for some reason i feel like u rly like this song so yeah <3

@toruro mikaa i choose eternally for u!! i think it's bc we were talking about old txt music that this song came to mind n also to me u are very chaotic just like this song LOL but i love u for it <3 pls never change

@koqabear sol, my enemy (my love)...i give u opening sequence. yes. this song is my roman empire just like ur fics are <33 also u are a very cool person to me n i wish i wasn't scared of dming u bc i'd like to talk to u more 🤣

@aduh0308 ADAA u are very no rules coded to me!!! it's energetic and fun and amazing just like u and mwah i love u sm <3

@boba-beom smiles! i am giving u thursday's child has far to go!! i associate this song with beomgyu who i heavily associate with u :] u have been my Beomgyu Mutual for the longest time n also the instrumental of this reminds me of u a lot idk why just the vibes

@mazeinthemoon hihi moony ^^ i'm giving u ghosting!! it's more of a chill n quiet song and i consider u a very chill mootie of mine so yeah! u are also amazing j like this song ^^

@huckleberrykai berry!! i give u magic bc u are fun and lovely and i could keep listing positive adjectives but i will stop jfjkjdk this song lights up my day n seeing u on my dash does too!!

@pumpkinkaiii HI HP! i am giving u dreamer bc it is sexc and cool just like u are <3 the vibes of this song are immaculate just like u and everything u write tbh (thank u for repping the chubby community so hard bc it makes me feel very seen n loved <33)

#sorry to anyone i didn't tag i started getting tired skfjfksl #pls know i adore all of my mooties even if we don't talk/interact often <3 #u are all special to me #asks #anon #moots!

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Miscellaneous

Incorrect Quotes

Capcom vs the Gays Middle Finger

Astronomy Class

Dani's Pet Spider

Lady Dimiclawscu

The Talk

Social Skills

Deuces

The Stench

The Stench 2

Call From a Drunk Reader

Viagra for the Lady

Megan the Stallion

Who's a Good Girl?

Modern Tech for the Dimitrescus

Thanksgiving Turkey

Gif Reactions

Reader in Tight Pants

Reader with No Gag Reflex

Reader Eating Yogurt with Just Tongue

Reader Masturbating

Reader Masturbating with Large Dildo

Being Called Daddy

Headcanons

HC for the first time the sisters attempt to use a strap on the reader HC for how each of the Dimitrescu family members would react to having their crush (the reader) walk in on them pleasuring themselves? Thanks in advance!

HC's for the resident evil girls feeding from you ;)

What perfumes would Lady D and daughters use? Expensive that's for sure, but which brands? Or maybe handmade? P.S. i adore your blog ❤

Hi, how about some headcanons about facesitting? Especially with Lady D and Daniela. Ps. Thanks for your lovely writtings;)

HC of what the Dimitrescu daughters are like during sex?

How would Alcina react walking in on her daughters riding their maiden's strap? And how would the daughters react on walking in on Alcina absolutely wrecking her pet from behind?

the dimitrescu's reaction to finding their lover(the reader) masturbating ;)

how would the daughters react if reader got their kiss mark tattooed over their heart

How would the Resident Evil Village ladies react to reader coming without permission >:3 and I love your blog!!

hey hey i'm back (sorry I just love your page so much it makes me happy C: ) But it's my b-day tomorrow and I wanted to ask what would all of the RE8 ladies do on reader birthday! Thank you and sorry for the many asks C:&lt;

Headcanons for the Dimitrescu girls with a chubby nonbinary s/o who loves food but gets super flustered over being handfed and/or groped?

HCs for the ladies with a Reader coming home from a shitty day at work.

HCs for period sex

just a lil' fluffy thought i had: imagine growing and plucking some flowers just for a bouquet for the dimitrescu ladies 🥺

The Ladies cock sizes

how do you think the RE ladies (including Sal) would react and make the reader, who is sad because her dog is old and she doesn't know how much longer she is going to live, feel better?

Ladies' reactions to reader confessing their feelings. While they're stargazing.

The Dimitrescu daughters bugging their Mother on Halloween because they want candy and they can 🤣

Ropes anon here with a very serious question! From largest to smallest, how big would you guess the ladies of re8’s boobs are? As in cup sizes maybe?Very serious topic here lol.

How do you headcanon the neathers of the ladies look like?

Wedding HCs

About the Dimitrescu Sisters being rich and their gf (aka reader) being broke af (like me-) it would be funny how the sisters would literally spoil the reader 😂

Headcanons for the Ladies' favorite cuddle positions?

Ladies' favorite type of underwear?

ladies reactions to reader squirting?

Had a dream about my girlfriend giving me all kinds of praises that would make anyone blush and it got me thinking what kind of priases the re ladies would give the reader

Okay but how about reversed? 😯 The ladies reactions to reader praising them for something? 😯

How do you think the lovely ladies of Re8 would react to an s/o who needs to sleep with a certain stuffed animal every night in order to sleep?

Can you do some embarrassing things that happened during sex w the sisters and their girlfriends?

How would the ladies react to reader breaking up with them?

so my ask is, if the ladies have cocks do they get morning wood? and how do they react to having one? If they have a s/o do they help?

Okay, the breakups broke my heart so I need their reaction to reader coming back to them with tears and flowers and telling them someone blackmailed them to break up but they just can't do it

Never thought I'd love to hear my partner asking me if they could come and now I wanna know what the re ladies would do of their s/o asked them if they could cum?

Ladies favorite candies/seasonal treats

So. It's evil Wednesday. Short headcanons for the ladies finding their lover killed by Ethan.

Multiple Characters

The Dimitrescu daughters bugging their Mother on Halloween because they want candy and they can 🤣

Ahem.. I have no ask for this as it was a birthday fic written for a dear friend 👀 Transfem!Sal x Bratty Reader x Donna.. I.. ahem.. hope some of you will like it! ♥️ Gonna put it all under a cut since I know not everyone is into ships like this.

Someone I love dearly isn't feeling very well 🥺 Can they get something with a sick Reader being comforted by Alcina? Or Sal? Or both 👀

Ropes anon! Here after a few days of no sleep and several mental break downs on my floor! It’s my bday on the 28 and I was hoping you could indulge me in an Alcina x reader x Sal poly relationship? If not, then a simple happy birthday is all I’d like.

.... threesome with a bratty enby, Alcina and Sal? 👀👀

Hi! It’s been a long time since I sent in anything to you, things have been wild, but I was wondering if you could write anything about Donna and Daniela sharing a transfem reader?

Just a little Mother's Day drabble for our favorite Lady 💋

Misc.

Sasha ABCs written by demonofpuns

#masterlist #miscellenous #resident evil village #re8 fanfiction #re8 headcanons #lady alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #genderbent sal #mother miranda #lady dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader #donna beneviento x reader #genderbent sal x reader #mother miranda x reader #sasha dragoi #re8 asks

[neopuppy]

omg wait wait i remember now!!😭 it wasnt u who posted the armpit one it was boybreed(i think u guys are mutuals? u had rly similar content so i got confused lol). this is a rly old screencap i somehow still have on my phone thank god i dont delete shit😍 i think they also mentioned something about how their astro sign related to all of this?💀

anyway i also kinda remember their hate anon to u but it's way less vivid in my mind😭😭

-haechans armpit anon who's not anon anymore cus i gotta send the pic😞

my messy ass will reply to this bc jcjsjdjxjxjjxc NOW I REMEMBER🤣

I defended boybreed here bc amorajae had been sending me anon hate bc of her friend who I have blocked

the tea: when I started gaining a little popularity on here these group of nct writers decided to come for me. first this girl sent me an ESSAY of a message blaming me for triggering her SA trauma bc y/n didn’t enjoy the sex with Jaemin in Hot Sauce pt3, and if I could re-write it to fix that because YOUNG READERS(pretty sure she said minors), could get the wrong idea abt what enjoyable sex should feel like💀😭

she said herself in the message that she saw it labeled dubcon and still chose to read knowing she wasn’t comfortable with that and when I apologized and asked how to better warn it she didnt give me an answer lmao, and continued to shade me for writing dubcon/noncon on her account along with her little minion group.

I actually told oomf about this experience recently and I too still have screenshots from these times😁 in case anyone wants to try me again bc I DID ask a few other nct writers to read Jaemin’s part and give me their thoughts after this and every one of them said it read exactly as I warned it💀

these group of little minions really gave me such a hard time back then, so when I saw that happening to boybreed I was like NOT COOL!!!!! like who the hell made anyone here the morality police that can dictate someones horny thoughts on their own account???🙄

I was rly quiet abt how those people used to pick on me back then bc I don’t like drama but now I’m like hey if u wanna bother me…..I’m going to make sure everyone!!!! knows it😤

#asks

[destinyc1020]

Sunday confession

I hate how people are always up arms about Tom career throwing digs. Like let be real Tom is very established and I feel like people are always trying to undermine him in some way. When it comes to his career always acting concern

Thanks Anon for your confession. 🥰

Yea, I agree Anon. The Tom/Career worries, anxieties, jokes, bashing, etc. get OLD. 😓 I'm like, okay...we get it.

Idk if you're talking about the chatter primarily from fans, "faux fans", haters, or just the general public in general, but wherever it's coming from, it's annoying. 🙄

You all know me, I don't like harping on something endlessly non-stop. After a while, it just feels pointless to me...not to mention, a bit redundant and hurtful. 😔

I could see if TOM himself were worried about his career, or if he were in interviews (video or print) complaining or even just expressing mild disappointment or frustration with his career. THEN, I could somewhat see the fans being worried for him, or wanting more for him. But the dude is not even worried! He even laughed on the red carpet at the Critic's Choice Awards just last Sunday saying that he didn't have anything to do right now, and he seemed like he was LOVING it lol!! 😅🤣 Dude seems happy af right now. Like, Tom is not worried. OR, if he IS, he's sure doing a great acting job in making it seem like he's not lol.

Most of these trolls people online are just trolling or planting seeds of doubt in his fandom just for kicks. 🙄 Don't let them gaslight you!

Tom is doing JUST FINE. He's already more successful than most actors in his age bracket today. Jmho 🤷🏾‍♀️

#confession sunday

[kiltongrammarwriter94]

Rachel meeting reader after Bel talks her mothers ear off about you and reader being a complete mess because she’s going to be meeting THE Rachel Price and Annabel calming her down 😭

My first bel ask!! I would like start of by saying thank you anon for sending in this thought. True one you are(: secondly after finishing trorp I honestly have no idea what to do with myself. Honestly it was a spectacular read. From the characters to the dynamic of the family. I loved Rachel from the beginning and loved her even more at the end. So this ask makes me happy. This is just a request and I am working on a longer angst riddled heart clenching bel fic. But of course reader is the light at the end of the tunnel) this takes place after a fair amount of time. Fair warning this is my first bel fic and I’m still getting use to writing her so if she seems a bit off have patience with me she will get better as I continue to write 🫶🫶 💌 anon don’t be shy!! This is just my first bel fic I hope it gets easier with time! Pippa I feel I know well enough to write and bel I am just figuring out. Hope to know what you liked about it!

A Heartfelt Dinner with Rachel Price

Paring: Bel Price x fem reader (takes place after the events in the book but nothing is spoiled) not edited yet. Typos will be present most likely. Read at your own peril 🤣

Warnings: Bel price stealing my heart with some good old price charm, fluff, some suggestive comments, the price girls cussing like sailors, Rachel being the best mother alive.

Bel had told you the invitation would arrive, making sure to give you enough time to process it. But it was a whole different story when the invitation arrived in a delicate envelope, its edges slightly crumpled from your nervous fingers. “Dinner at the Price residence,” it read, and your heart raced. Rachel Price—the formidable mother of your girlfriend, wanted to get to know you better. Bel hadn’t told you about what her mother went through. It was a topic you knew not to tread upon. It was Bel’s story not your own. Not that you minded, you didn’t need to know the details, all you wanted was to make a perfect impression on mommy dearest.

Bel had laughed at you, shaking her head while her eyes shined her cheeky laugh bright. “Your such a little nerd! Carter was right when she said you were a little suck up! I’ve seen you with Mr Thripp” bel began, “Mr thripp your lesson on the case of Finneas gage was amazing! Could I borrow the book for extra reading?’ ‘My favorite one! I can’t go to the mall Carter I’m helping out at the old folks home’ Bel teased, “my mother is not so easily impressed as Mr Thripp is I am afraid” she countered, pinching your cheeks with soft fingers while you only took her teasing in stride.

You were lost in thought as you both walked home from school, bel’s hand laced in your own. What did Rachel Price like? Did she like flowers? Should you bring her some? Did she even like flowers? Did she prefer chocolate? Maybe some cookies? Surly after being kept in a basement for years she would have enjoyed some treats?

“I can see your mind unraveling and as much as it is cute to watch, I love your little mind a little too much so try not to bust your head trying to appease my mother. Rachel already likes you, I’ve talked you up too her for months. Plus Carter really sells it with your ‘good girl who is student body president and spends her time at the animal shelters’. Thank you Carter Price you wanted to say.

You sighed, letting out the air that traveled in your throat, thankful enough that Rachel had some sort of picture to go off. It was quiet for a second, you girls both trying to regain your thoughts. “This really means a lot to me that my mother wants to meet you. She and I haven’t had the easiest time getting to know each other” Bel’s face flushed, her brows furrowed and her lips curled. “When she came back I was so angry. I wanted her gone, I convinced myself she was the enemy. Back to hurt my dad and I. I was hostile and I treated her like a stranger in my home. Things are better now. I-I love my mom. And even though some days it still hurts I know she loves me too and it’s enough to out way the hurt. I mean it still hurts like a shit ton of bricks but-“ you laughed.

“I understand” you simply said, nuzzling your nose into bel’s cheek, noticing the flush when your lips met her nose. She only responded with her usual, “Your getting your slober all over me!!” She faked wiped the kiss from her nose, but you could see the way her hand stilled on her nose, the soft hints of blush on her cheeks that told you enough. You had left after that, trying to come up with a way to impress the Rachel price.

“Think your mom will like my homemade apple cookies?” You yelled back to your girlfriend across the road, watching as Bel only rolled her eyes before giving you a reassuring thumbs up, you almost laughed at her expression. Her lips curled and her eyes wide, almost like she found it amusing to think of you baking a treat for her mother. Most likely because Bel knew you a little to well and knew you would be running around like a chicken without a head in the kitchen, making batch after batch and making her be the test subject. ‘Honestly your such a little domestic housewife with your baking and making me try your cookies! What are you trying to do turn me into a wild beast who’ll gobble you up the second I get a eyeful of your legs in that skirt?” You could almost hear her voice in your head. Definitely something bel price would say, maybe with a few colorful curse words in between.

Bel’s prediction had been right. You had raced home and made batches upon batches of cookies. Apple cookies, pumpkin cookies and even your grams special strawberry cheesecakes cookies hoping they would impress your girlfriend’s mother. Your range in baking was not extensive, but you knew your way around a baking sheet and that was all that mattered . The only thing that kept your nagging subconscious at bay. This dinner had to go well. Rachel had to like you. She had too. If she didn’t you might as well pull a Romeo and Juliet. You blanched inward at the statement. Maybe that was a little too dramatic, a bit like a Bel Price statement. It mattered that Rachel liked you, because you were more than fond of her daughter. Bel had been your special person. You use to play as babies together, would even after Rachel disappeared. Charlie would drop of bel for hours, Carter coming along too sometimes. You grew up close, even when bel had pulled away after the statements Sam Blake had made about her dad you still kept by her side. Sitting with her, helping her dutifully with homework even when she would snap at you with those eyes. Eyes that no matter how hard or how angry you loved. Sam Blake didn’t know why you tried with Bel, constantly nagging that Bel was damaged goods and you would never reach her. You had immediately scoffed and told her off, a white hot fury in your veins. You could still see a shocked Sam Blake as she held her binder tight in her hands as you walked off. You never spoke to Sam Blake again after that. She was conceited and lacked any human empathy.

You had spent the days researching Rachel Price’s case. Of course you did. How could you not? You wanted to understand Bel’s mind. The way it worked, how she felt, the secrets she was hiding behind those price blue eyes. You wanted her to know you were by her side. Bel at first seemed agitated as you were always around but you saw something different in those eyes. She never snapped at you, not after your little interaction with Sam Blake. You guessed she had heard through the grape vine. There was always a question in her grey eyes when she would eye you. Why are you doing this? Why me? But you never said anything. Till one day a couple months after Rachel reappeared you Invited her to a student council meeting for school, because ‘the school could really use your input. You seem like you have wonderful suggestions’ you could have slapped yourself in the face for that one. Bel had eyed you with her classic dark gray eyes, her eyes set in a furrowed brow her lip curled like she didn’t give a single fuck about it. You had laughed, a soft and sweet one, had eyed the linoleum floor of the school, a blush on your cheeks. “Never mind. It was a stupid idea. Why would you want to be in a room full of nerds that focus on why the boys sink in the bathroom is broken for the hundredth time” you had mumbled , “it was stupid of me. I guess I just wanted you to know that…that you’re invited”. ‘That I see you’ ‘that I want you there’ you had turned on your heel, desperate to get away from the scowling girl. But thankfully somehow Bel had seemed to find it cute. At least that’s what she had said now. You were sure you looked like a dork. But Bel had simply asked “what time?” With that glint in her eye that made your heart race. You told her, thinking she wouldn’t show. It wasn’t a Bel Price type of scene. Nothing was anymore. So when Bel had appeared that day, walking into the meeting room taking a seat like she owned the place eyes on you the whole time, making you nervous while you spoke to the group you were more than surprised. Bel seemed to notice the way she had made you nervous, a smirk on her features when she had eyed you a little too long causing you to stumble over your words. Blue grey eyes dancing across your eyes. Studying you, analyzing you. ‘Why did you invite me today? You could almost hear her in your mind. When asked about what she thought of adding to the meeting Bel had only shrugged, “the Rachel price shrine could be taken down now” was all she said, a bite to the end of her words, but softening just a bit when she eyed you.

The Rachel price shrine. You knew how much it had hurt bel to walk past that everyday for years. But you couldn’t take it down, knew how much it meant to the community even now with rachel reappearing.

“I’ll definitely see what I can do” you had told her that day all soft eyes even when the other kids had argued about it stating the historic value and other concepts you didn’t even bother hearing because bell was looking at you like she was thankful.

So it was so no surprise when Bel had waited for you you to leave the building, you holding the box full of the school’s clothes drive for the homelessness initiative in your hands. Bel had been leaning back against the school wall, hands in her pocket. She had nearly scared the crap out of you when she had popped up from out of nowhere. “Here I’ll take that, it looks heavy” she had stated. Bel had helped you to your car, and then had asked you out. Simple. You two had been good friends and it was an easy decision. “Do you want to have pizza with Carter and I next Tuesday? Carter has a dance meeting an hour after and I could really use some company”. You agreed. So from then on you had been inseparable. Then came to the confession, Bel had confessed first. Told you she had a crush on you ever since you both were five and you had helped Carter after she had fallen of the slide at the park. It was cute how you had rushed over, all eager kind eyes. Ready to help. From then on bel was yours. And you were hers.

You hoped Carter would help you with this dinner in return for your aid years ago in the park. Not that you needed it. Your parents always said you had a confident air about you. Now was the time to let it glow.

You felt your cheeks blush crimson as you stood at the Price’s doorstep, a tin of your strawberry Cheesecake cookies nestled in your cookie tin, a special cookie tin your great grandfather had acquired from the war in Germany. “Survived the damn Nazis this tin can sure make it through a family dinner” your grandfather had said upon you asking for the tin. You had chosen it because it was beautiful, a fine tin with colorful flowers and images of soft German clouds. You hoped Rachel would like it. It had a certain charm too it. Just like you.

You didn’t even have to ring the doorbell because the minute your fingers made contact with the doorbell the door was already open, Bel standing in front of the threshold. Her pale gray blue eyes wide upon eying your attire. A dinner dress with colorful blue lace that ended just above your thigh (that had been for her. Although you would never admit). Your brows creased, nervous fingers tapping on the tin. “Is it too much? I feel like it might be too much” you spoke fast. Bel only eyed you, a slight gulp evident in her throat, a fresh coat of ruby cheek’s adorning her usual pale complexion . “Is it too much??No…I think you look…” her eyes traveled down to your outfit, noticing the way the dress hung close to your figure. Still appropriate enough to wear to a first meeting of the mother, but also just enough to leave bel with a slight case of too hot under the collar. With your perfect curves and pale thighs just begging for her fingers to graze. ‘Keep it in your pants, Price’. She warned herself.

“Beautiful…you look beautiful..among other things. is that lace?” Bell squeaked, her fingers itching to press her fingers against the soft fabric, feel your skin underneath. Hot and soft against her fingertips.

“It is!! Isn’t it so cute!! My grandma gifted it to me last year and I’ve never found an occasion to wear it so I thought why not put my best foot forward for my girlfriend’s mother” you nervously rambled, it was cute how hard you were trying. Bel only really had one thought as she eyed your figure in that perfect lace dress, ‘thank you grandma’ bel was sure it would be headlining in her dreams tonight, but only for a few seconds because the prize was what was underneath.

Bel immediately taking the tin of cookies from your hands leaned in to peck your lips, moving back to eye you in your eyes, “you look absolutely stunning sweet cheeks” she spoke, moving in to press another kiss onto your lips, this one slow and steady, mapping out the taste of your lips. Bel could get use to this, kissing you. In fact she was and it was you would usually pull apart and tell her to focus. It was hard, with your lips that were soft and your hand that was warm on her cheek.

You wanted to pull away, you were sure Mrs Nelson from next door was alerting the media now. But all it took was the soft way bel’s left hand had slowly wrapped around your waist, pulling you impossibly close, lips now moving wild against your own, getting lost in the push and feel of her lips. Your stomach churned in the most delicate way, your heart pounding in your chest as you breathed through your nose, the sound of lips echoing in your ears. Bel seemed to enjoy the way you leaned into it; eyes closed and mouth hot against her own.

“Wow just look at her go! And here comes our number 5 Bel Price! She’s feisty she’s mean and she’s currently eating her girlfriend like a lean machine!” Came the voice from behind. You pulled apart right away, moving to immediately hide your cheeks and giggles in your girlfriend’s shoulder. Bel didn’t look to pleased as she eyed Carter from the doorway. Her lips too red and too cold to be that color just because of the warmth.

Bel only stared daggers at her sister, well cousin to the rest of the world. “Why do you always to have cockblock me Carter” bel mumbled, grey eyes staring steel into her cousins eyes. You laughed, watching as Carter only rolled her eyes, “I’m pretty sure you were holding your girlfriend hostage with the way your hands were on her. My god it looked like the grip you had on that one ride at storyland” Carter spoke, her eyes moving to you in that Carter way, smooth and calm. “Great story by the way y/n poor bel puked all over the couple in the next row. Had to buy them shirts”.

Bel’s cheeks flashed red, “I didn’t know you had to wait an hour to digest your food Carter!” She snapped back playfully punching Carter’s shoulder.

Carter only laughed before moving to hug her cousin, bear hugging her, “I’m only kidding you bel. I’m sorry. I apologize for my rudeness.” Carter spoke, and bell scoffed, “your just saying that”. Carter chuckled, “I am being dead serious bel. Now Say I love you Carter” she spoke. Bell sighed, eyes moving to Carter. A softness laced in them. “I fuckin love you Carter” she mumbled, just low enough for you to hear.

Carter nodded, smile wide and victorious. “There we go! That’s the spirit. Now y/n you look lovely! I love that dress!”.

You smiled bashfully, thanking Carter. You were about to follow Carter into the house when you turned back, “why don’t you go in Carter I have to get something from the car” you spoke. Carter nodded, saluting to bell before marching in. “alright. I’ll see you inside y/n”.

Bel’s eyes followed you as you opened your car door, moving to pull out a fresh bouquet of flowers. The smell of nature filling your nostrils. You fluffed them, moving some around. An assortment of baby pinks and emerald blue meeting your eyes.

“You got me flowers?” As soon as the words were said you frowned, eyes wide. Bel thought these were hers? A sudden flash of panic filled your heart. These were for Rachel. So she could have a great first impression. So she could look at them in the vase and think back to how kind and generous you were. You had originally thought to buy two, one for your girlfriend who insisted she hated flowers, or “despised them with all her heart” but kept the single rose you had given her on your first date. Ultimately you had only bought one on account of not thinking your girlfriend would want one.

“Oh these? Um-“ you could just give the cookies to Rachel, and the flowers to bel. But it was only till a playful smirk filled your girlfriend’s features. “You are the cutest human on earth my god! Your face! Relax sweet girl I know those are for my mother. But it was cute that you were willing to give them to me” bel spoke, moving to take your hand and walk up the steps.

You were instantly hit with nervousness. Bel’s fingers grounded you as she closed the door behind you. Sensing your nerves she moved in to whisper. “You’ll shine just like a star. My mom will just love you”. You hoped she did. God you did.

Bell took your hand in hers, fingers lightly caressing your hands. It was almost like a dream meeting Rachel. You had seen so much news on her throughout the years. Missing posters and tv news. Had seen a picture of her in bel’s house once. But seeing the woman in the kitchen with her soft apple cheeks and bright smile it was like she had never left. Like somehow she had always existed in the price household. Never truly gone.

As soon as her deep blue eyes met yours you froze. She looked so much like your girlfriend. Family genetics were strong for the Price family. Her smile was wide, charming, warm as she eyed you. Eyes moving over to bel who seemed to have an unspoken language with her mother.

Rachel’s smile was infectious as she moved her eyes on you, the same familiar color inviting you in because you looked into those eyes everyday. You took in her birthmark on her cheek, the mark that bel had told you about when she had met her mother in that dusty road that fateful day. The identifying mark that the police had put on every single missing poster and every news program within a 200 mile radius.

If you were being perfectly honest Mrs Price was attractive. Very with her long blonde hair that curled and soft charming smile. No wonder Bel had made you swoon.

You smiled just as bright, “Mrs Price! It’s an honor to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you. I hope you enjoy treats, my grandmother makes a special recipe of strawberry cheesecake cookies and I just know they are as sweet as you” you spoke. Bel’s eyes widened at the end, a curious look in her features. Carter seemed to smile wide, she knew you were a little charmer with your soft kind smile and popular girl air but this was a whole level.

Rachel seemed to like that. She smiled wide, moving to take your tin from your hands, before pulling you into a soft hug. You were startled at first, but gradually leaned into it.

“You’ll have to forgive me sweetheart I’ve just heard so much about you from both my girls that I feel like I know you” she spoke, moving to softly caress your cheek.

You blushed under her touch, your school girl act coming out.

“I also know that when meeting a mother flowers are in order. I hope you like these Mrs price”.

Rachel’s eyes glistened ever so slowly as she took the flowers, “oh these are just beautiful. Oh thank you so much y/n. You are so thoughtful. No wonder my Annabel is smitten by you. And please! Call me Rachel. Come in! Dinner is ready”.

You watched as Rachel took the flowers in her hands, moving to nestle her nose to inhale the sweet scent. Bell smiled back at you, a smirk really. A smirk that you knew meant, ‘you little suck up’. But she was proud of you, you could see it in her eyes. The dining table was set nicely and you thanked Bel who had pulled your chair out for you, moving to press a gentle kiss to your forehead in the process. You blushed, bel was unusually physical today. No that she wasn’t all over you like any other day, it had took months of breaking down her walls when it came to physical affection.

Carter sat next to you on the left, her blue eyes the similar shade of blue, but maybe it was the light but it was the first time you noticed how the shade of your girlfriend’s eyes was a grey hue and Carter’s were clear as the sky on a good day.

Rachel was still rustling around in the kitchen, her eyes glittering as she eyed you sitting around the dinner table, bel’s body subconsciously mirroring your own. She watched her girls as they chatted animatedly with you. Watched as Carter giggled at a joke you said, her mouth wide and eyes holding affection as you whispered into her ear. Carter had just raced about you. How kind you were, clever, always being considerate of others. “She’s like the best friend I’ve never had”.

Bel had been an entirely different situation. Bel has always been headstrong, Rachel knew that. Even as a baby she had been stubborn. Stubborn when it came to doing tummy time. Rachel would hold those memories close, the images of a tiny little blonde baby crying but with such determination as she stretched her little body on the playing Mat. It had took time to repair the relationship, but bell at the end of the day knew her mother loved her with all her heart. Knew she would do anything for her. So when bel had come in one day eyes nervous but steel determination behind them and had said she wanted Rachel to meet her girlfriend it had been like a break through.

Annabel had been a bit overprotective when it came to you. Back when Rachel had first gotten home and tension was high and dangers lurked on every corner Rachel had seen the picture in bel’s room. When she had been searching for a book she had caught sight of the golden frame curled on the desk, stationed right by the bed. A spark of curiosity had filled Rachel. A mama bear instinct that seemed to roar to life after years of having to lay dormant. She liked to say she knew Annabel well enough to know that the picture was positioned in such a meticulous way that it could only mean that bel had put it there herself. With purpose.

It was a picture of of you and bel. One of those Photo Booth tickets at the mall, black and white checkered images printed on the piece of paper. Rachel could remember feeling like her heart had been ripped out. Because bel was smiling the widest she had ever seen. It was akin to seeing the sun shine, the warmth that radiated off bel’s eyes as she peered at you, like you were the sun. Bel’s nose crinkled and her eyes on you. Rachel hadn’t seen that part of bel yet. So…carefree. She was familiar with the analyzing grey eyes that seemed to follow her like she was a stranger in the house. Like a hawk, searching for anything that seemed off. Of course now bel eyed her with soft eyes. No longer the hostile girl she once was.

“Holy shit y/n these cookie are amazing!” Carter’s voice brought Rachel out of her head, with a steaming tray of Mac and cheese in one hand and a ham in her other Rachel made her way into the dining room.

You looked pleased that Carter had enjoyed your recipe, but rachel was the first to swoop in and take the tin from her youngest daughter, “carter save the rest for later! I’m making my famous cinnamon hot chocolate” rachel turned to you a gleam in her eye , leaned down and whispered, “bel just loved my hot chocolate when she was a baby, she’d get it all over her face and then I’d have to bathe behind her ears” a shine glimmered in Rachel’s eyes as she moved to sweep some strands of blonde strands from Bel’s face. A mother always. Bell didn’t seem to mind, and if she did she didn’t say anything. Just let her mother’s fingertips move the strands away from her cheeks. Bell had mentioned she was learning to let Rachel love her. It seemed like such a odd statement to others. Letting your mother love you? But you knew for bel it was the start of something new. Because ever since Rachel had been back bel had created a boundary between them. You didn’t blame her for it, and you were happy she was finally letting the poor woman love her. As only a mother could.

You smiled, eyes moving to bel who only smiled awkwardly. “Mom” she hissed, not unkindly.

Rachel only giggled, pinching her daughters cheeks as she placed the dishes of steaming food on the table. A small honey ham, rolls and gleaming potatoes that looked so good your mouth watered.

“Rachel I hope you don’t mind me saying but this food looks Amazing! My grandmother would be proud!” You spoke.

Rachel smiled that gleaming smile. “Complimenting my cooking? I like this one” she joked, turning to bel.

Rachel then moved to sit down in front of you, blue eyes watching as bel moved to grab a plate, placing one in front of you. Bel was all attentive when it came to you. Whispering to you, asking you what you wanted, only for you to smile and take her plate, asking the same questions. It was almost sweet how you both exchanged stolen glances as the plates passed each other.

“So y/n I’m told you are the senior’s class president? That must be quite the job to handle. I was my senior class president back in high school. Do you still use typewriters?”

You placed the plate full of food in front of bel, making sure to be attentive as you eyed Rachel. Her soft eyes moving between you and her daughter, who couldn’t quite take her eyes of you. Her cheeks a forever hue of crimson. Eyes dark as they eyed you.

“It’s definitely been a very challenging job” you spoke, “but I like challenges. As for the typewriters-“

“Good because this one-“ carter began, pointing her fork at her sister, humor in her tone, “all challenge”.

Bel only rolled her eyes playfully.

“I’m mostly in charge of the school’s treasure fund and field trip planning. We’ve had many successful field trips because of our passion for our students. Bel has been amazing at helping me in with some projects.” You spoke.

Bell smiled from behind her fork.

Rachel couldn’t help but smile, “really?? Isn’t that something. It usually takes a crowbar to get Annabel to do anything related to school” Rachel joked.

You laughed, you knew bel had a less than enthusiastic opinion on schoolwork. Which why now she had been in on top of her game, working twice as hard to get her GPA higher.

“Bel!” Carter spoke, eyes wide and annoyed. “You didn’t tell aunt Rachel that Mr Thripp cornered you last week to tell you that he was so proud of you! Her GPA went up by four points! At this rate you’ll be uhauling with y/n for college” Carter spoke, her voice laced with genuine appreciation.

A smile lifted onto Rachel’s lips. One you recognized. You had seen it on your own mother’s face countless times. Joy. Pride. But you knew by the way Rachel’s eyes glimmered that she was beyond proud. Despite her emotional eyes she remained as stoic as ever. You imagined bell had told her to try to be as normal as ever tonight.

“That is just…wonderful. Simply wonderful. I am…I am so proud of you Anna. Look at you my sweet clever girl! Did you know she was talking already at 9 months? You’ve always been my little firecracker”.

You expected bel to roll her eyes or leave the comment alone but she only caught her mothers eye. Held it there, a language you didn’t speak but could feel.

The moment was soon done when Rachel moved her eyes back to you.

“What do you like to do in your spare time honey? Carter’s filled me in and what you do for school but I just know a girl like you must have hobbies. Do you have any siblings? What’s your mothers maiden name?”

Your answers fell of easily enough, smiling and making Rachel laugh when you told her you were a big fan of reading. Rachel had smiled and said she had been too. You found out that your mother had gone to high school with Rachel and even had been been at her wedding. “I should have known you were her daughter, a heart like yours doesn’t come around often” Rachel spoke, eyes moving to bel swiftly.

While you were busy taking to Rachel about your home life, your little brother who you loved to death and many other funny anecdote you knew she would enjoy Carter had gotten bel’s attention from the other side of the table, a smirk on her lips. “I think mom found her new favorite daughter” Carter mouthed. Bel had smiled at that, but then blushed like a tomato when she realized the implication. Her grey eyes watched her mother with you. How Rachel looked happy. Genuinely happy. Maybe this was what she was meant for. This life. It wasn’t perfect, but it was hers. She had a mother, a sister and you.

True to her word hot hocolate was served and you watched as Bel moved to pour the hot drinks into the mugs, Carter standing alongside her in the kitchen whispering away. You wondered what they were talking about, although you knew. You. Carter was all animated and Bel looked beyond embarrassed.

It was only when you felt a soft hand touch your shoulder that you tore your eyes away from the girls and took note of Rachel. She looked back between her girls and you, a smirk on her features. Her finger twisted in a motion, moving to her lips like a secret. “I have something to show you. But you’ve got to keep quiet otherwise bel will know and I won’t hear the end of it”.

You eyed bel who was still busy talking to Carter and looking far less annoyed. You got up from your chair quietly and followed Rachel to the living room. There you watched as Rachel took a small album from the bookshelf. Held it out to you, “this is bel’s baby album. I made this for her the day she came home from the hospital.” You watched as Rachel flipped the book open. Rachel’s handwriting no doubt accompanying the photos of a little red baby dressed in the hospital baby gown.

“Nine hour labor. I remember being so scared..but once I held her in my arms I realized I would do anything for her”.

Rachel showed you some more, flipping through the only memories she had of her daughter. You realized these were the memories she had held close to her, these memories.

Anna’s first day home.

First bath

First tooth

First crawl

It also didn’t help that bell was the cutest baby alive with her chubby cheeks and cheeky eyes.

“Thank you..for showing me these Mrs price. I really appreciate you. Bel loves you you know. She talks about you all the time”.

Rachel moved to eye her girls in the kitchen, “it’s not been easy with Anna. Sometimes I think back to seeing her in her car seat. Looking up at me with those eyes. And now I look at her and see a woman. And she’s so beautiful…” Rachel moved to you.

“Your mother was a good friend of mine. And I know you’ll be good to my daughter. I hope you know how much I appreciate that”.

Carter and bel had moved into the room with the hot chocolate and Rachel placed the book back on the shelf.

By the end of the evening as bel walked you to the car she was smiling ear to ear. Her cheeks flushed from the cold.

“I told you to go inside you are going to get sick!” You spoke.

Bell shook her head, moving to kiss your nose, your forehead.

“Screw the cold. You did wonderful in there. My mother practically loves you”.

You smiled, “your mother loves you bel. And I love her. She’s so fascinating and fun! She showed me your baby book-“

“In my defense what baby looks cute at that age!!-“

You only shushed her, brought her close by the tip of her coat. Her body flush with yours, the weight of her arms heavy around you. You pressed a soft long kiss against her lips, savoring how cold they felt a giant yours.

“Goodnight bel” you deadpanned smiling when bell let you go and stepped aside. “Text me when you get home. Drive safe”. Carter came out too, hugging you and tackling bell into a hug as you peeled out of the Price’s driveway laughing when Carter saluted you the whole way.

You were pretty sure you smiled the whole way home.

#annabel price #bel price #bel price x fem reader #the reappearance of rachel price #Rachel price #had so much fun writing this #this is definitely bel after dating reader for a good amount of time #thought my take on Carter wasn’t so bad #but I still hate it 🤣🤣 #bell being soft is my everything #Rachel being my favorite mother #autocorrect hates me and therefore made bell into bell #will edit tomorrow when I am not half sleep

[lipglossanon]

Hello~!

Sweet stepdad!Leon makes a reappearance 💕 Walking Through A Graveyard was a super cute story~

I love how he’s going along with Reader’s little investigation 😊 Vampire legends are always so cool! I’ve got a couple graveyards by me so maybe I’ll go exploring one day 😌

“A sharp wind gusts around you, tossing dead rose petals into the air and making you shiver.” Oh my~ that’s oddly enchanting 🥀 Nothing more romantic than walking in a graveyard~

Leon is such a dork! We love a corny guy 🤭 (even if I’ve never seen Ernest Scared Stupid 😅)

Amazing job as always~ I read your little comments on my asks and I get all happy 😊 I’m always happy to leave cute little messages 💌

I’m so glad that you’re feeling better! It’s cold today too, so I hope you stay warm~ Wishing you luck on any and all graveyard explorations you may have in the future~ 🧛🪦

-🥭

🥭 anon!! 👋 😊

Aww thanks 🥰 and I love walking around old graveyards! The most recent I visited was the cemetery featured in The Blair Witch (1999) 🤭

I love that line too!! 😍 there’s just something magical about cemeteries 🙈

Oh my gosh!! I have a link to the movie from YouTube here. Be prepared cause it’s hella cheesy but really wholesome. 🤭 💜

Idk how old you are (and not prying!) but back in the 90’s Ernest became a viral hit before that was even a thing.

He was in a bunch of silly commercials and then went on to be in a ton of movies. The actor who plays him, Jim Varney, was a super nice down to earth person (he also voiced Slinky Dog in Toy Story 1 &2 before passing away).

Anyway sorry for the ramble 🤣 I like sharing about stuff I know 😝 (and Ernest Scared Stupid is a classic Halloween movie for me 🤭)

Oh wow that’s so sweet of you!! 😭 💜 thank you for always leaving an ask, I love seeing them 😘

And I hope you keep warm on any graveyard walks you might take 😉

#ask box #🥭 anon #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #promptober #sweet stepdad!leon s kennedy

[the-kr8tor]

hi! first time sending something out of anon, bear w me 😭

just wanted to say that your writing is soooo good!! and I lob your angsties 🫶 proud angst lover here

speaking of angst... I know you're not taking req right now but just wanted to blab around the topic of dad!Hobie BUT the child isn't his, UGH the drama that would be 🥹 I can only imagine his reaction to being called "dad" for the first time (probably with the kid already a few years old) and he just... melt and cry and R is there to cry too because they finally have a family to call theirs

anywaysss, have a great day!

Hello, angel!! ❤️

That is so cute!! Step dad! Hobie would be crying tears of joy when your kid calls him dad for the first time 🥹 catch him wearing this while carrying your kid (they have no idea why he's laughing and crying at the same time but they are entertained by him) 🤣🤣🤣

Oh and the angst potential especially if the kid is older and is a bit apprehensive of Hobie bc you're their mom! And no one is worthy of you! Until they realize that Hobie does love and care for you and makes you happy, not just that but he treats them like they're his own kid/s! (Better than their real father did if they met him) The next thing they know they're all in a family outing together 🥺🥺🥺

Thank you for sending your thoughts! Pls don't be shy to send more, my ask box is always open for a chat! (Also please feel free to send in a request for step dad! Hobie once I open requests again!) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ have a nice day! ❤️❤️❤️

#ask answered #chatting with lovelies #hobie thoughts #step dad! hobie #🫶🫶🫶 #ly

[ponderingmoonlight]

Time to confess. I want to say that you are my favorite author. I don't know how to describe it. You write beautiful stories. You work hard on every element, like design, cover, plot, etc. You are a kind and smart person who helps people. You are nice to your readers. And even your readers are cute. I already know them by heart🤣 And I wanted to write a message of love to one of them, but her anonymous request was closed. I want to say that you gather very nice people around you. And I would write non-anonymously if I weren’t so shy. Perhaps I see the same old self in you, I don’t know, but I want you to succeed in everything that didn’t work out for me.

Oh anon, if you only knew how much I needed to hear this today 😭 I've had such a rough week because my heel, especially my sole (I'm talking about my foot lol) hurts so damn bad that I'm not even able to walk anymore. I can only move around on my bunion (idc if that's the right word, lord help me) and literally cried the whole evening because of how bad it hurts (sorry for that little slice of my life lol)

But your words are so kind they make me tear up. Thank you for taking your time to read through my stories, thank you for reading the comments of all those kind people - you are so right, they deserve the world 🤍

Let me tell you that I wish you all the best love. And that I appreciate your courage to reach out, even if on anon (feel absolutely free to leave me a private message though, I'd love to chat with you 🤍)

Your kind words really made my week so far. Just....thank you 🤍😭