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optimistapocalyptic · 1 year

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This series shall now be called:

Things I typed but was not brave enough to comment directly

Context: I been listening to dungeons and daddies *not a bdsm podcast, because it’s awesome- so awesome I subscribed to their Patreon. It’s the only content I go out of my way to pay for. Highly recommend, comedy, role play, game mechanics- glorious goofs.

There’s, been a couple times they referenced being vaxxed, and making mock up characters that they joke “did not, get, vaccinated!” and its, so not serious. It’s goofs, it’s meaning no harm.

BUT- ofc the but. But, they recently separated temporarily, avoiding contact because of a sickness- a “tickle in the throat” a “cold” which is all good and valid. Tbh this rant, I’m probably just taking it personally, doin a lil overthink haha Haaaa. ._.,

I chose to abstain for my own reasons, dId My OwN rEsEaRcH as was laughable at the time, because the governments nor pharmaceutical companies ever lie. Either way, to the comment I typed but didn’t want to disrupt anyone’s enjoyment with, I stick it here:

“Tw- sorry it doesn’t have much to do with the actual episode. Political? Personal.”

“I still think you guys are awesome, I love your stories and your characters- but separating over a sniffle, while y’all are so protected, means you won’t laugh at the unvaxxed anymore, right? ^^; Sorry. Been called so many names, by friends, family, coworkers, strangers, my gov... got segregated for two years... they kept promising we’d die, but still haven’t haha”

“Sickness is inevitable, but I thought it was supposed to at least make one -feel- safe.”

Apologies, but trying to validate my brain spawn, for real, I mean no hate. Freedom of choice for you, means freedom of choice for me too. Just, I don’t think it’s a well understood topic at this point that- part of the pandemic extended outside the virus, and changed the way we treated each other... people genuinely believed that my choice, took away and negated theirs. I’ve not expected, but nor received any apologies from anyone I’ve known. (Somebody that I used to knooooow) It’s as though, they don’t think it was ever wrong, to be hateful under the guise of compassion?

Not a direct commentary on the guys and gal of the podcast crew! Idk them! Just, the world, my town, my workplace, my relatives.

The DNDddies peeps just made light of what still kinda, sits heavy on my heart and, that’s in part why I decided it didn’t need to be in the comment feed directly under their good weird audio media. Their strange business that I otherwise still adore.

I just sensitive, and talkative, and don’t want to but do want to disturb shit.

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inkykeiji · 2 years

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tw mentions of blood + needles

i have to get blood taken today and i am 😣😣😣 ughhh i hate hate hate needles so much and i know i’m going to cry because i always cry whenever i have blood taken and i’m just :((( not at all looking forward to it

so to calm myself down i’m trying to think about like,,, bmb dabi taking me and how sweet he’d be; a little teasing, but it would be in that soft, gentle, syrupy voice, telling me i’m gonna be fine and to just relax, he’ll be with me the whole time, and it’ll be over soon, he promises. or even Daddy tomura taking me, babying me with hand holding and tender lil kisses, promising me something yummy or comforting after if i can be a big, brave girl :(

#tw blood #tw needles #i have a really horrible phobia of needles #any kind of needle including vaccines #they make me want to sob and i feel so gross and lightheaded after like it really squicks me out #at the hospital in december they stuck one of those hunks of plastic in my arm and i had to sit there with it and i literally almost passed #out and threw up like it’s so bad it freaks me out so awfully #it doesn’t help that my veins are very tiny and they usually have to use a baby needle to get ‘em #horrid #anyway i got very little sleep last night so i’m going to try and rest now #ick ick ick #tw daddy kink #just in case #u never know!!!!#god i hate them SO MUCH #medical stuff in general really freaks me out and i cannot for the life of me figure out WHY #i just hate hospitals so much i have such a fear of them #even like dentists and shit #i went with my boyfriend to get his wisdom teeth out and nearly fainted then too;#the doctor had to move me into a different room + lay me down!!!!#that one rly came outta nowhere idk why i was so freaked out but apparently i looked deathly pale #anyway #blah blood

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cbenedict1123 · 2 months

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If AMAB folks were the ones who got pregnant, you bet your ass the right to choice would've been enshrined in the constitution from day one.

#Cursed #My eyes beheld this so yours must too #When my sex changes from the 5g activating the nanobots in the covid vaccine I'm on the Satanic Temple's short list to get fertilized #With dna from disgraced former president Donald J Drumpf and lawfully elected president Joseph R Biden #Then they're gonna take me to Oklahoma so nobody can keep me from carrying the Antichrist to term #And once the baby's born we're gonna move to a blue state with great childcare programs so the Antichrist can thrive.#And nobody's gonna dare stand against us coz they aren't gonna know who the daddy is!

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gayangelcrimes · 7 months

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if I ever make my Cowboy Fora Da Lei dean amv it will be all over for you. literally dean song of all time. To Me

#hm i should make an original post tag #dean #mommy i don't want to be mayor‚ i could be elected and someone might try to kill me #i don't need to read the news‚ i already know how to lie. i don't want to run into bad luck #daddy i don't want to prove anything. i already served my country‚ and everyone demands my light #'poor thing‚ left so soon' god forbid‚ i don't wanna die hanging on a cross #i'm no fool to make fun of heroes. i'm vaccinated i'm a cowboy‚ a cowboy outlaw #and whoever wants can stay‚ becoming part of history is up to you #<- read these words and tell me they're not theeee most dean thing ever!!

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omiomi-kyun · 4 months

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02:42 a.m. — daddy's day out

AKAASHI KEIJI is usually calm and collected. He always think three steps ahead and has several backup plans in case something goes wrong. Some would say he's stoic, almost emotionless—until he became a dad.

Although he's busy with several projects at hand, he never failed to pay attention to his family. He's a dedicated husband and a doting father to his son. To strengthen his bond with his child, he requested to have a dedicated day for them to bond.

However, during one of those days, something inevitable happened: your son's first vaccination.

It was an event you wanted to spend with them, but you were also stuck at your workplace where heaps of tasks awaits you.

“will he be fine? i've read several articles online and also asked some of my colleagues about their children's first vaccination, but i don't think it prepared me enough...”

the doctor and her assistant smiled as they prepare the materials they'll use for this session. the doctor explained the process and gave him an idea of what might happen afterwards.

keiji nodded his head while listening attentively to her response. his son, atsuki, has always been a calm child just like his dad—and sometimes, it makes you and akaashi worry about him.

“ah... i can't look...” he whispered while keeping atsuki's right arm from flailing around. “i'm so nervous...”

atsuki tried to turn his head towards the doctor, but her assistant was quick to keep his head in place.

“he'll be fine,” the doctor responded calmly while applying holding the syringe close to your son's arm. she insert the needle in his chubby arm while the assistant hands over a plaster towards the doctor.

the deafening silence was ended when atsuki began to wail. akaashi kissed the top of his head while soothing his back.

“it's okay...”

akaashi himself couldn't stop his own tears from falling after hearing him wail in pain. “it's for your own good, atsu-kun,” he whispered while peperring the top of your son's hair with featherlight kisses.

“one vaccine done.”

akaashi looked at the doctor, terrified. his slowly calming heart began to race. “there's more?!”

“it's the last one... today, at least.”

he was horrified.

needless to say, you both agreed to make time whenever your son's getting vaccinated. because neither of you has to go through all that alone.

#akaashi keiji fluff #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji x reader fluff #haikyuu!! fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyu fluff #akaashi fluff #akaashi x reader #haikyuu characters as dads #haikyuu!! characters as dads #haikyuu!! parents au #haikyuu characters as parents #prazia: haikyuu #prazia: one shot

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moralesispunk · 23 days

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I have no clue if you're taking requests, but how about dad! Simon or girldad! Simon with a baby girl and he and wife! reader gets her ears peirced, and their baby starts crying hysterically! (Bonus if wife! Reader starts crying too cuz she feels bad)

Husband Simon Riley x Wife! Reader (x and daughter)

ahhh tumblr did not give me my ask box notifications so I have a few to work through - fluff first!

but i can so see this :(

Simon holds your baby - Lucy - on his lap, two of her tiny hands playing with the fingers of one of his hands and her little legs kicking to the radio playing over the speakers. Her face is bright and excited after picking out the sparkles for her ears. Simon's face - on the other hand - is not bright or excited.

His hand that Lucy is not playing with is curled protectively around her, his palm pressing against her belly and holding her snug against him when the piercer walks into the room.

"Hi Lucy," she sing-songs, "hi mum and dad."

"Hi." You smile back but Simon only grimaces. "Jesus Si," you mumble when he winces as the piercer starts to unpackage the equipment, "you'd think it was you getting pierced."

"Feels like it," he mutters.

Lucy doesn't notice her dads nervous energy, her attention on the piercer and you as you chat through everything even as Simon clings to her like he's going to run from the room with her cuddled under his arms.

It's not that you're happy that Lucy is going to feel a pinch of pain, not when every single cell in your body would do anything to stop her from feeling pain ever, it's how endearing Simon's behaviour is.

Your six foot three, burly, ex-military husband, Simon.

Simon who almost made you late for Lucy's first vaccinations because his hands shook so much trying to get her out of her car seat. Simon who cushioned every corner of every surface when she showed the first sign of walking

Simon who frowns when her bottom lip starts to wobble on the first piercing and whose eyes get glassy when she starts to all out cry with the second ear.

"All done, all done," the piercer soothes, though more for father or daughter you're not sure.

Simon immediately turns her in his arms, her head tucked under his chin and his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. You swear you see him lift a hand to wipe a stray tear off his cheek with his thumb and you bite back a smile.

"Well done," the piercer holds out a sticker, Lucy's red rimmed eyes peeking open from where they had been pressed against Simon's chest. "Do you want to put it on?"

She mumbles something that sounds like "daddy" so Simon takes the sticker, peeling it and pressing on the sleeve of her tshirt before he stands.

You walk towards the till, Simon still pouting and awkwardly reaching for his wallet in his back pocket even as he holds Lucy against his chest.

"C'mere honey," you say, taking her into your arms and letting her head rest on your shoulder as her arms wrap around your neck. "Look how sparkly your ears are now."

She starts to smile, and while Simon pays you walk over to the mirror. You ohh and ahh until she's giggling and standing in front of the mirror, looking at her piercings.

Simon comes up behind you, a hand on the bottom of your back and his attention on Lucy.

"See," you say, "she's happy now."

Simon just grunts and you chuckle, reaching for Lucy's hand and wrapping your other arm around Simon's.

"Come on, you two," you say, "I'll treat you both to some ice-cream for getting through that."

And even though Simon rolls his eyes, you see the way the corner of his mouth twitches into an almost smile.

#simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon riley x y/n #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x y/n

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creedslove · 1 month

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Which one of Pedro's characters would cry out the hardest when their baby gets his/her vaccination ??

A/N: I think we all know that, right anon?! 😜

• Marcus Pike

Marcus would cry so much the moment he sees his precious little baby getting vaccinated; in fact, anything that goes on is enough to make him weep. He's been emotional ever since he found out he would be a dad, and every single milestone would be enough to make him cry. So imagine him seeing it's vaccination day, on one hand he would be happy and excited because he knows it's important for his baby to get the shots and be healthy, on the other hand, he gets all emotional because A) times flying too fast and his baby is already growing up - yeah, he is that dramatic. And B) the baby is gonna cry

And let me tell you besties, the baby will cry and Marcus will cry along. He won't be embarrassed about it at all, if he hears his baby wailing, he will feel like his own heart has been pierced through his chest.

But in the end, he will hold his sweet little baby Pike in his arms and soothe her until she's deeply asleep

• Joel Miller

Okay, so Joel is an experienced father, he's had his little Sarah and he is going to get his shit together when you two vaccinate your baby, right?

Wrong.

Joel is very sensitive when it comes to babies, because it's just an innocent little baby getting a shot, even if it's necessary, it hurts Joel's big old heart. He doesn't like hearing his baby cry in pain, just as he hated when the same happened to Sarah and he will definitely hate it when it happens to his grandbabies and so on... But, he's a good husband and father and he knows he must take his baby to get his vax and be there to support you (but you know deep inside you're the one supporting him)

Joel is strong, and he's going to talk the baby through:

"come on baby girl, be strong for dada..."

"let's go Sammy, you can do it, you're daddy's big boy!"

And of course that once it's done, Joel will tell his baby how proud he is, and you're also gonna tell Joel how proud you are of him and you'll pretend you don't see how teary eyed he is ❤️

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floralcyanide · 1 year

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Gasoline

Joel Miller x Reader

request: "congratulations on 2k my dear friend!!! ana i would love to see smut prompt 5 (“I think you lost your underwear somewhere.”) with our emotionally stunted apocalypse daddy joel miller if you have time and/or the inspiration for it 👉👈" by @she-is-juniper

smut prompt #5: "I think you lost your underwear somewhere."

warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, use of a makeshift gag, car sex, mentions of a gun.

summary: When a mission suddenly turns awry, you and Joel have to make a run for it. Later, you discover you left something behind.

word count: 1237

author’s note: welcome to the 2nd request of my 2k celebration and my first Joel fic!! I hope everyone enjoys this (: if you do, please let me know! I hope to write more for him in the future.

masterlist | add yourself to the taglist here | 2k celebration prompts here | request a prompt here or in my asks.

“There’s a sickness that is going ‘round, but no one’s got a vaccine.”

Your eyes burn into Joel’s, unblinking and unwavering, as his fingers bury themselves deep inside you. The pads of his pointer and index fingers hit a spot inside of you, causing you to whimper. But the sound is muffled by your underwear that’s been bunched up and shoved into your mouth to keep you quiet.

You were on your way back from abusing Bill and Frank’s shower and getting some supplies from them when a storm began blowing through. Not wanting to get drenched and come down with a cough, you and Joel broke into a car that wasn’t completely submerged in vines and had a viable backseat. The two of you are now cramped in the said backseat, passing the time as rain pelts down on the car. It wasn’t long that the two of you were in the car before Joel began to get handsy. He had hurriedly yanked your old jeans down your legs, to which you warned him to be careful- they were your only pair that survived the apocalypse- and then he did the same to your fresh underwear, which is now obviously being used for other things.

A spring from the torn-up backseat digs into your back as the smell of stale gasoline fills your nose. You figure the action of you thrusting your hips forward is making it move around in the tank as the car jostles slightly. You’re desperately trying to chase that familiar warmth in your lower stomach as you push away your thoughts.

“That’s it, doll. So good for me, taking my fingers so well,” Joel drawls, his eyes heavy with lust.

His free hand has your wrists enclasped, holding all his body weight on them as he relentlessly stretches you out with his deft fingers. You’re still burning your gaze into his, willing yourself not to let your eyes roll into the back of your head. You’re stubborn when it comes to Joel, who is also very stubborn himself, and you two often battle over who's in charge in many aspects. Including sex. So, even if you’re the one on the receiving end right now, you aren’t letting your guard down completely. Which means you’re not gonna break eye contact until you absolutely have to. But that comes all too quickly when Joel snaps his head to his right, eyes now wide with alert as he stares out of the back windshield. His fingers pause their movements as well, much to your dismay.

“We need to go. Now,” Joel mutters, pulling away from you.

You rip your underwear out of your mouth, tossing them somewhere on the floor of the car, “What’s going on?”

“I thought I heard someone yell,” Joel says, his eyes still focused on the street outside.

“Wouldn’t it be better to stay here, then?” you whisper, trying to listen for the voices he heard.

“The rain stopped, and we need to head home with our stuff as soon as possible anyway,” Joel says, “It’s gonna get dark soon.”

You sit up wordlessly, trying to regain your composure from the cloud of pleasure you were experiencing. Suddenly, you hear the yelling Joel was referring to, and in a panic, you grab your jeans and pull them up your legs as Joel grabs the backpacks with your stuff in them from the front seat. Joel pulls his gun from his waistband as he slowly opens the car door, ushering you to get out quickly with one of the bags.

Before you make a run for it, Joel grabs your shoulder, “You see that dumpster over there?” he jerks his head in its direction, and you nod, “Make a run for it and hide behind it until I get there.”

Looking in both directions of the street before pushing yourself off the side of the car, you bolt for the dumpster without issue. You watch nervously as Joel sprints across the street, gun in hand. He hunches beside you before slowly rising up, peeking over the rotted dumpster to make sure no one is coming. After a few minutes of silence, Joel sinks back down.

“Let’s go,” he says, and the two of you, very carefully, proceed to your usual route back to the QZ.

The night begins to fall right as you and Joel reach the apartment building the two of you have holed up in. You two weren’t far from the QZ when it began raining, so thankfully, the trek back home wasn't too strenuous. You sit the backpack down by the door, sighing as you slump your shoulders and drag your feet toward the bed. Joel follows you, hovering over you as you lie down.

“Now,” he says, “Where were we?”

You giggle as he unbuttons your pants again, but your smile fades when an unreadable expression crosses Joel’s face, and he pauses his movements.

“What?”

“I think you lost your underwear somewhere,” he says, stifling a laugh by pursing his lips.

You furrow your eyebrows and become aware of the feeling of denim on your delicate skin.

“Damn, I left them in the Buick,” you groan, covering your face with your hands.

“It’s alright. Makes my job easier,” Joel smirks as he fully removes your pants and tosses them on the floor.

He lowers himself and levels his eyes with your core, taking a gentle hand and spreading you open before planting a kiss on your clit.

“So beautiful,” Joel says, his breath fanning against you.

He ever so slowly licks a stripe up your slit, circling your clit carefully when he finally reaches it.

“Fuck, Joel,” you squirm, and Joel grips your hips with his large hands, keeping you still against his face.

You clamp your thighs around his head, squeezing as he begins to suck lightly on your bundle of nerves.

“Be nice,” Joel mutters as he briefly pulls away from you, only to resume his soft torment seconds later.

His tongue laps at your growing wetness, swirling around your clit before he takes it between his lips again. You whimper, squeezing your legs around his head again. Joel pulls them off his and spreads them, pinning them to the bed by your knees. Now you were on full display for him. Joel flattens his tongue against your clit, shaking his head side to side vigorously. You let out a guttural moan, your legs struggling against his grip. Joel then gently nips at the bundle of nerves, rolling it between his teeth lightly before sucking it between his lips again. He flicks his tongue on the bud as he sucks, causing your stomach to tie in a familiar knot.

“Close,” is all you could muster, your stubborn facade melting away.

Joel grazes his teeth over you again, sucking harder than before. The feeling of his teeth pinching you slightly sends you over the edge, your legs shaking under his hands as your hips buck wildly against his face. Your stomach tightens as your release washes over you, Joel’s name slipping from your lips repeatedly.

After letting you come down from your high, Joel pulls off of you and wipes his face of your arousal.

“God, that was definitely worth losing my new pair of underwear,” you sigh as Joel climbs beside you and lays down next to you.

“They were gonna end up ruined anyway,” he jokes.

You just roll your eyes at him and smack his chest playfully.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller imagine #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader smut #tlou #the last of us #the last of us hbo #tlou hbo #pedro pascal #pedro pascal smut #floralcyanide writes #floralcyanide 2k celebration

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layla4567 · 8 months

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Vaccines are good

Dad!Colin Zabel x Mom!fem!reader

Summary: You and your husband Colin make up a happy family, Colin turned out to be a great father and you both love your little son. But can the detective get out of trouble when they take his son to be vaccinated?

Warnings: fluffy things and mention of needles and childhood illnesses of course

Word count: 2.8k ***************

Colin was preparing lunch while Alex was sitting at the table drawing with his crayons. The handsome detective smashed two eggs into the pan, adding salt, pepper and coriander and then began to beat them with the fork. He would take care of preparing something else for Alex, over time he had learned that the little one didn't like omelettes. He arranged the food on the plates and served them on the table waiting for you to get home from work.

"Hey champion, what are you drawing?" Colin asked, bringing his face closer to the sheet of paper.

The boy happily held the paper up with pride. "It's you with your police car!"

Colin smiled when he saw himself in that drawing. The colors spilled out of the lines but the detective could clearly be seen standing next to his car, which had the dome lights on, shining red and blue. Alex was very proud of his father and always said that when he grows up he wants to be like him, he even often wore his father's clothes and played cops and robbers with his schoolmate. Colin always laughs but obviously he worries that his son will be involved in a dangerous and stressful job like that.

"It's amazing kid! you even drew the details of my uniform, you are talented!"

Alex's cheeks turned tulip-pink with pure joy as he smiled widely. The boy was a carbon copy of his father, same eyes, same hair and every time he smiled you saw Colin. Suddenly there was a sound of keys opening the door and a sweet voice announced their arrival.

"It's mom!!" Alex got out of his chair running towards the door while you opened it laughing at his enthusiasm. Colin also came to meet you.

"Hey! How was my teddy bear today?"

You scooped Alex into your arms as you planted a loud, slobbery kiss on his cheek. The little boy laughed and then with a grimace of disgust he wiped his cheek without stopping laughing, his face was so funny that it infected you with laughter. You weren't afraid to show how much you loved your son even if you were a little clingy at times.

"Hi sweetie, welcome home." Colin hugged you around the waist and kissed you tenderly on the lips.

"Ew..". The boy said, making a disgusted face and looking away.

Colin laughed tenderly. "Why don't you show mommy what you did today, huh?"

The boy nodded with great enthusiasm and jumping happily.

"Let's see Alex, show me"

Your son grabbed your hand and quickly led you to the table where his little drawing rested. With both hands he raised it to the level of his face.

"Ta-daa!! Guess who it is!!"

You gasped in surprise as you grabbed the drawing from the boy's small hands. You looked at it carefully while smiling sweetly. The proportions of the things he had drawn were not perfect but they seemed adorable to you.

"Oh my god Alex, it's beautiful! And It's daddy! and with his police car of course"

"Yeah!! you guessed it!". Alex smiled at you with that gap between his frontal paddles that seemed so tender and pretty to you.

"Let's hang your drawing on the refrigerator door, what do you think, honey?"

Your son shouted yes and you gave Colin a smiling look.

"I think it's a great idea babe"

While you placed the drawing under two magnets Colin asked his son what he wanted for lunch.

"Ok little champ, what do you want for lunch? You don't want an omelet, right?"

Alex shook his head vigorously while sticking out his tongue in a grimace of disgust.

Colin smiled in amusement. "Alright, alright. How about pasta?"

"Yay I love pasta!!"

The detective laughed amused, it was no secret that your son loved Italian food. you turned around looking at them happily.

"Ok, then pasta will be"

Your husband had gotten up from his seat to put the noodles in a pot when Alex sneezed loudly. Colin stopped halfway looking at you while you approached Alex with concern.

"What was that, hun?" You gently took his chin in your hand, inspecting him.

"I don't know, mommy". Alex sniffed the snot with his nose as he wiped it on a sleeve.

"I already told you not to wipe your snot on your sleeve, you'll make it dirty."

"Sorry mom.."

You looked for a disposable tissue in your purse that Colin handed you and leaned close to your son's face.

"Come here"

You carefully wiped his nose while inspecting his nasal passages for any possible infection or irritation but found nothing alarming.

"Well It seems like you don't have any infection, maybe it's a simple allergy. "My love, was he like this all day?" You turned to look at your husband who returned a worrying look.

"Actually no, he was perfect. Just now he started sneezing"

You put your arms on your hips as you looked at your son thoughtfully who looked back at you a little scared.

"But he had already had a cold last week, right?"

Colin nodded. You still remembered what it had been like last week. Alex had had a fever and cough and had stayed in bed resting as the doctor had said. The poor thing couldn't leave the house to play with his friends and spent time eating soups that he considered very bland.

Worried, you walked quickly to your bedroom to look for Alex's vaccination record. You checked that everything was in order, Alex had all the vaccines from when he was a few months old baby. But he was missing the measles vaccine, which he had to get at age 5. Alarmed, you returned to the kitchen with the booklet in your hand. Alex had a terrified face when he saw it, he already knew that the storm was about to break loose.

"Colin, Alex doesn't have the measles vaccine and he's already 6, he must get it as soon as possible".

When the little boy heard the word vaccine, he jumped in his chair.

"Sure, it makes sense. The symptoms are fever, cough and runny nose, that's what he suffered last week"

"Come on, bring the car keys, we have to take him to the nearest hospital".

The detective grabbed the keys that were hanging on a cute keychain on the wall hand painted by Alex and you grabbed your purse and put on a jacket. When you called your son, he got out of the chair scared, getting as far away from the two of you as possible.

"NO!". He yelled

The two of you were about to open the door when the child's scream made you turn around to see him. When the little naughty boy made sure he had both of your attention, he returned to the charge, shouting.

"I DON'T WANNA GO TO THE DOCTOR AND I DON'T WANT VACCINES!!!"

Alex crossed his arms angrily as he furrowed his eyebrows so tightly that his forehead became wrinkled.

"Alexis Zabel!"

You put your hands on your hips, also furrowing your eyebrows, looking at him defiantly, you could play that game too. Everyone in the family knew that when you called your son by his full name it was because you had exhausted your patience and he was in serious trouble.

Colin took a step forward, trying to calm the atmosphere and cut the tension that would be felt in the air.

"Come on Alex, don't make mom angry, don't make it harder".

The detective approached with his arms open to grab his son but the boy was faster and ran screaming towards his room as if he had a rocket up his ass.

"NOOOOO!"

You ran in his direction, annoyed. "Alexis come here immediately!"

Colin grabbed your arm. "Wait, let me talk to him."

You huffed in agreement while your husband smiled at you, caressing your wrist. Colin headed to his son's room. His dark wooden door was decorated with posters of dinosaurs and robots. He knocked on the door twice.

"Alex? It's me, daddy. Can I come in?"

The man heard Alex's muffled voice from being behind the thick door giving him a negative answer, from his tone of voice he seemed still angry.

"Please son I just want to talk I promise"

Zabel waited anxiously by the door when a slight movement of the handle made him sigh in relief. Alex's chubby face barely peeked out of the space he had left open.

"Fine, come in"

Colin walked in smiling. Alex's room was quite big. The walls were decorated with drawings and posters of his favorite cartoons. There were also shelves with dolls and stuffed animals piled up, many of them were dinosaurs, he loved them. His toy trunk also had fire engines, tanks and racing cars that the boy had even taken charge of naming. The bed where the boy was sitting was shaped like a car and his blankets had drawings of prehistoric animals and plants. Colin sat next to his son who remained very serious.

"Listen Al, I know you don't want to get vaccinated but it's for your own good.". Colin used to use that pet name with his son.

"Adults always say that". Alex crossed his arms and turned his face away so as not to see his father.

"But it's because it's the truth. You know?, when I was your age I didn't want to get vaccinated either."

Alex's little face lit up in surprise as she turned to look at him. "Really?"

"Yes, really. Look, if you promise to behave like the brave boy I know you are, on the way out, I promise to buy you the biggest ice cream you want".

"You promise?". Said the boy smiling

Colin extended his pinky in promise. "Pinky promise, kid"

Alex intertwined his pinky with his father's, laughing happily as they both left the room, but not before grabbing a toy car for Alex to entertain himself and calm down. You continued waiting at the door impatiently moving one foot up and down until you saw them leave the room.

"We can go now". Your husband said smiling.

***************

The ride to the hospital was quite quiet, from time to time you would take quick glances at Alex who was calmly playing with his toy in the back seat. Colin sensed your nervousness and grabbed your hand firmly, smiling at you while he held the steering wheel with the other.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." He whispered to you

You nodded, smiling. Everything seemed calm and correct, but when he arrived at the establishment and got out of the car, Alex saw the facade of the hospital and the fear returned to him, so he started screaming and kicking to get back to the car. You grabbed your son's hand, pulling him with Colin's help to get him into the hospital but Alex couldn't stop crying. The detective crouched down next to his son.

"Remember what we talked about, if you continue like this there will be no ice cream"

Colin's slightly threatening tone brooked no reply. Alex was going to say something but upon looking into his father's intimidating eyes he decided to remain silent. So, with a dejected air and the face of a lamb about to go to the slaughterhouse, they headed inside the building. Of course the boy carried the toy car under his arm. In the waiting room there were many children more or less his age, some teenagers and babies a few months old. With a sad and scared face, Alex sat between his parents to await his fatal fate. The other children also seemed somewhat dejected.

You knew how tortuous it is for a child to be vaccinated, you still remember when you went nervously to the waiting room to get an injection when you were a child. And honestly the screams and cries that came from the door where the vaccines were given was not exactly relaxing. That's why you took your son's delicate hand in yours, squeezing it gently to give him warmth, courage and protection.

"Sweetheart, you can do it, I trust you. And when we get into the room I will be with you the entire time and I will hold your hand so it doesn't hurt."

Your son wiped a small tear that was almost dry from his rosy cheek and looked at you with a shy smile.

"Alright, if you say so..."

The hours passed and the waiting room was emptying. There were only two people left ahead of you. Many of the children came out smiling with tears in their eyes, others didn't say anything and looked at the ground as they walked. Then a plump older woman called them by Alex's full name. The little boy did not want to go but he remembered his father's promise and bravely squeezed your hand and headed to the room while your husband sat waiting outside.

The injection room was beige and the walls were decorated with paintings of animals to calm the children, you weren't sure if it really worked. There was also a medium-sized window with baby blue curtains that overlooked a garden full of flowering bushes. You directed your distracted gaze there when the woman brought you out of your thoughts.

"Okay, so this is little Alex Zabel."

The lady was wearing a dark blue nurse's uniform and was smiling affably. You looked at your son who could only look down holding on to his toy car.

"Oh it's ok honey, it'll just be a little prick". The woman said

Alex's eyes were starting to water again so you tenderly wrapped your arms around his shoulders in a protective gesture. "Sweetie everything will be fine, you'll see"

The nurse told Alex to sit in a chair and roll up the sleeve of his shirt so she could give him the injection. She also asked him which arm he wanted the injection in and the boy pointed to his left arm. The good-natured woman began to prepare the needle, taking one out of a sterilized envelope that was in a plastic box full of them. When you saw them, a slight chill ran down your spine. You still remembered your first vaccine as if it were yesterday and you understood everyone more than ever. those children who came out crying.

Alex also saw the needles and buried his face in your chest, scared. You grabbed her hand and whispered the words you had said before "Remember, mommy is here and I won't let go of your hand."

The little boy nodded and sat up straight in his chair, squeezing your hand tightly as he showed his left arm to the nurse. She tapped the needle with her gloved hands to make the liquid go down.

"Alright, little Alex, take a deep breath."

Alex closed his eyes tightly until his nose wrinkled and he squeezed your hand even harder as it started to hurt, never underestimate the strength of a scared 6 year old child. It was barely a second until the nurse announced that she was finished.

"Done! You see it wasn't that big of a deal?".She laughed sweetly

Your son opened his brown eyes wide and looked at his arm in surprise, looking for any cut or wound, both women laughed and the nurse carefully squeezed his arm with cotton.

"Hold this cotton in your arm for a few minutes, then you could throw it away. Aaand." The woman took out a red popsicle from a jar and handed it to the child who was looking with bright, greedy eyes. "This is for you, for being such a brave child."

"That's very kind, thank you" You said to the nurse and looked at your son "You thank her too, Alex."

The little one had already put the lollipop in his mouth without thinking twice and didn't even take it out to respond "Thzank yough"

Mother and son left the small room hand in hand, happy and laughing. Colin was already standing waiting for them with a relieved smile on his face.

"So? How did my little champion do?"

"Oh he was incredible, he didn't cry even once"

"And look daddy!!, the nurse gave me a lollipop for being good!"

"Oh look at that!"

Colin lifted the boy into his arms giving him a kiss on the cheek while you held his toy.

"It seems that today you are going to stuff yourself with so many sweet things"

"What does that mean?". You asked funny and curious

"It means daddy will buy me ice cream!!!"

Colin looked down, smiling a little embarrassed for not telling his wife about the deal.

"Oh yeah? Well I guess daddy can buy ice cream for everyone too." You said laughing and giving your husband a kiss on the cheek.

Colin laughed and agreed to pay for the other ice creams. They returned to the car happy, heading to the nearest ice cream parlor, eager to try that sweet and frozen dessert.

***************

I have read many stories where Colin is the father of a girl, so I wanted to write a story where he had a son.

By the way, I wrote this after reading the @sweeter-innocence-fics fic. Thanks for being an inspiration for this, you can read her Colin fic here

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drewsbuzzcut · 5 months

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Sir Moldenhauer

nick moldenhauer x dallas blankenburg

a so it goes blurb

warnings: none that I can think of

“Nick, what is that?” Dallas asks, frozen at her front door from when she was letting Nick inside.

She can see something fury and black in his arms.

“A kitten… that I got for you,” he says so lowly to the point she almost doesn’t hear him.

Dallas lets out a soft gasp when he holds out the little kitten to her. It’s all black with striking green eyes. He, she learns, immediately starts purring when she cuddles him close to her.

“Nick, oh my god. He’s so cute! Where did you find him? What’s his name? I can’t believe you got me a kitten,” she rambled, eyes watering at the sight of her first child.

“I adopted him. He has all his vaccines and has been neutered. He doesn’t have a name, so be wise picking one out. And yeah, I got you a kitten because you always talk about having one. I also got you a cat because it’ll give us a good challenge at parenting, and maybe you will give me an answer to the question I asked on Valentine’s Day,” Nick reveals his ulterior motive.

Dallas heaves out a sigh, rubbing her nose in the kitten’s fur while she ponders how to respond to him. She knows better than to think that everything will smooth over after his big question, but she still doesn’t have an answer. That’s not true, she does, but she doesn’t know how to tell him without chickening out.

“Look, I’m not trying to pressure you, I swear. I just thought that maybe if you see we could be pet parents together, then maybe you could see that there are no problems with us getting married. That we can get through anything,” Nick explains, pulling the girl into his chest. She pulls back, dragging him to her room so they can lay down.

“Taking care of a kitten isn’t like raising kids, so it’s not that challenging. I appreciate your efforts, though. I hate that I’m keeping you waiting, but it’s for a reason. I’m sorry, baby. I love you. Thank you for my new baby,” she tries to lighten the mood by kissing Nick’s cheek and placing the kitten on his chest.

“So… think of a name yet?” Nick changes the subject.

“Not yet. Do you have any ideas?” She asks, mouth gaping when the kitten curls up on Nick’s chest, right where she was about to lay her head.

“No sir, he’s my man. You just popped in the picture and now you’re stealing him away from me? You’re lucky that he’s your daddy and that you two look so cute together,” Dallas chastised, pulling her phone out to snap a picture of them.

“I like when you get all authoritative like that. It’s totally hot,” he flirts, giving her a sexy smirk.

“Oh yeah? Well, maybe we should name the kitty cat ‘sir.’ I actually kind of like that. Sir Moldenhauer!” Dallas squeals, kicking her legs in excitement.

During her small bout of excitement, sir moldenhauer jumps off her bed to hide. Dallas tries to hide her giggles but she’s too happy to try. Nick pulls her into him, rolling over so she’s underneath him. His face goes straight into her neck, his scruff tickling her.

“Babe! Babe, you need to shave, you’re tickling me,” she squirms under him, her hands trying to push him away.

“How dare you scare our son. I think you have to deal with my scruff as punishment,” he teases, tickling her even more.

“Our son?” Dallas picks up on his wording, her heart melting at the significance behind it.

“Yeah, our son,” he confirms, pressing a kiss to her lips.

a/n: Not exactly my favorite but just wanted to give a little background info on Nick and Dallas’ kitty! Enjoy! Tomorrow comes the angst

#nick moldenhauer #nick moldenhauer x oc #nick moldenhauer x reader #nick x dallas #umich imagine #umich hockey #so it goes au

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misspanicdead · 1 year

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Eddie is the type of kid that can't be left alone at the playground.

Wayne's only officially had the kid for a few months, but Wayne can already see the way the other kids are wary of Eddie. Maybe it's because his boy is just a little too loud, a little too daredevil, swinging from the monkey bars and nearly giving Wayne a heart attack. Maybe it's because Eddie's still not great at talking to strangers, preferring to hide behind Wayne's legs until he knows they can be trusted. Or maybe it's because their parents tell them in hushed whispers to stay away from the trailer park kid who's daddy's in jail and showed up at his uncle's doorstep in the middle of the night littered in bruises.

Either way, Eddie's usually the odd man out with no one to play with. So, naturally, Wayne steps in. He spends entire afternoons squatted underneath the play structure, pretending to be a troll under the bridge, chasing Eddie from one end to the other. Every time he manages to grab a foot the kid screams so loud it echos off the surrounding trees and Wayne has to bite back a smile- he's supposed to be a bloodthirsty troll afterall, and he's pretty certain they wouldn't smile at their victim so fondly.

He plays tag, hide and seek, and just generally angers his already aching knees, but it's all entirely worth it to see this kid- his kid now- smile and laugh so carefree.

Wayne had never wanted kids, but he already knows that he'll never regret having this one.

When the beginning of the school year starts approaching them, Wayne begrudgingly leaves Eddie planted on the swingset and marches over to the bored looking housewives gossiping on the bench. He hates to do it, knows the kind of stares they give him and eddie when they're supposed to be watching their own kids, but he has to start figuring some things out about the school. Like what kind of supplies Eddie's going to need, and where he should take him for the mandated vaccines.

Surprisingly, the women are very helpful. They even give him information on things he didn't even know he needed to ask. When suddenly one of them lets out a horrified gasp, followed by several others. Wayne already has a hunch, but he follows their line of sight to the swingset where Eddie is currently licking the chain of his swing.

"If you'll excuse me ladies," Wayne says and starts making his way over to his nephew. He's not really surprised, Eddie's taken to licking a lot of things recently, claiming he "just wants to know how it tastes." But Wayne can't say he isn't worried about the germs.

Eddie instantly perks up when Wayne sits beside him on one of the sturdier looking swings. He hops up and climbs his way into Wayne's lap, boney little elbows and knees stabbing into his stomach and thighs. Wayne grunts but otherwise let's the boy get settled.

"Are we gonna go high today?" Eddie asks, looking back at him with a gap tooth grin.

There's already a twinge in Wayne's knee and Eddie's arms are starting to turn a little pink from the sun and they really should go find some water to wash Eddie's mouth out with from the swing chain. The women are staring at him reproachfully again as Eddie curls his little fingers around the chain just below Wayne's, ready for takeoff.

And that's what Wayne cares about. This little boy who doesn't trust anyone but trusts him. His kid who makes Wayne's life and his home and his heart feel full.

Wayne sighs, presses a kiss to the kid's mop of curls, and says, "Yeah, kid, we're gonna go high."

#stranger things #eddie munson #wayne munson #eddie and wayne munson #in those uncle wayne and little eddie feels today

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that--funny--feeling · 2 months

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Why Existence is the perfect conclusion to TXF: my take on S8

William's storyline is the last X-File of the season (of the entire serie for some) and I think that it contains the essence of the show and the characters and that's why S8 should have been the last one in my opinion.

This analysis will aim to examine both positive and negative factors of S8. I'll try to do my best, but this is also a very personal meta. I ask you to hang on with me, if you can.

S8 overall impressions

I concluded S8 one week ago now and I had time to reflect with a cool head. I still think this is the worst season of the show (if we don't include 9 to 11 and I'm not going to talk about them here and I'd like to keep ignoring them :D ). Mulder's absence heavy influences the season obviously, the atmosphere is tragic and dramatic. It's a bit of a shock for the fans, since the light and fun air we had in season 6 and especially 7. Even though I liked Doggett and Reyes and I'm glad they joined the team, the mytharc episodes were way more then usual and as usual not handled well (starting with Within/Without), also some episodes were really just bad (Badlaa) and other make suffer Scully again and again uselessly (Roadrunners). How many times can Scully be afraid to have a miscarriage? She's pregnant and alone ffs, she had enough. All the fixation on her baby and people who wanted to hurt him or both of them really made me sick at some point.

Mulder's return makes things better, if we ignore his OOC behaviour in Three Words. I get his PTSD and feeling out of place in a world that went on without him. And I expected him to be territorial about the X-Files with Doggett, but he talks to Scully like he resents she's moving out of work because of her pregnancy. He'd be the first one to explode with joy for her (for them both), finding out she's going to have a baby. I'm glad he behaves normally from Empedocles on. Mulder's resurrection in This is not happening/Deadalive is a bit all over the place (they think he's dead but in the end he's not but meanwhile they buried him for three months? And then they need a vaccine for him to not turn into an aline but in the end they don't? O-ok. What's going to think Maggie Scully about all of this? Poor soul) but ok, let's go on.

Scully's pregnancy

Through all the season, we don't exactly know what to think about Scully's pregnancy. She wasn't supposed to have children after her abduction. Then Mulder tells her he found the vial with some of her ova. She takes them to Dr. Parenti and he says she has a chance. We also find out Dr. Parenti seems to be involved in aliens' experiments. In the end IVF doesn't work. So it seems whatever he tried to do with her, he failed, but the question remains: how is possibile for Scully to be pregnant?

Even Mulder doesn't know what to think. And I don't think his confusion is about the who's the daddy stupid topic, but about how it was possibile for her to carry a child in the first place. He's worried someone is using her again and she will suffer again. I don't think he has doubts that, experiments aside, he's the only one that can be the father of that baby. And even though he wasn't the biological one, he'd accept the role as the father all the same.

Aside from that, I think this baby is the first chance in Mulder and Scully's life to find their own normalcy, to start a life aside from work, to step aside from their save-the-world-responsabilities. They suffered enough for a lifetime afterall.

Getting out of the damn car

Mulder isn't in the FBI anymore. Scully is in maternity leave but she's not sure she'll be back. The X-Files were hard to leave behind for both of them, but they realized they would reach an end of the road sooner or later. And the end is now. We see a switch from Mulder's moment of closure about Samantha. He feels free and lighter, the atmosphere in S7 is fun and playful. As I tried to show in my fanvid, I think not only Scully, but Mulder too seeks a simpler life (maybe normalcy wasn't the right term. Neither Mulder nor Scully were ever proper afterall). At the end of S7 they both are getting there:

But even before Mulder's abduction, there's always the dilemma: Mulder's personal quest may be over, but what about looking for the Truth? Unmask the corrupt government and its secrets? This quest is maybe endless and both Mulder and Scully know about it.

Will the duty always be before the personal happiness?

Doggett & Reyes

Here they come, a skeptic and a believer again, to achieve the needed balance. I liked how the writers didn't try to replace Mulder with a similar character. Doggett is way different: he's an old school policeman, he seems reliable and tough. The sheriffs respect him and don't go as far away as possible from him like it happens with some other spooky and weird guy. He has male friends and does manly things. But he's also lonely and he's lost somebody he deeply cared for because of something he can't explain. So he's drawn to the X-Files in more ways than one.

Reyes always smiles and that made me fall for her. She's a breath of fresh air in a dark and melancholic season. She doesn't know well Scully, but she's ready to help, because she trusts Doggett and that's enough for her. She respects Mulder even before knowing him, because Scully does and that's enough for her. She's ready to do everything for a cause that she cares for and her amazement and sense of justice really reminded me of the feeling of the first season.

I adore how Scully and Doggett's trust is built case after case, I love how Scully sees something of herself in him (his need to find practical proofs and his stubborness on not believing the fantastic) and viceversa (Doggett is protective of her and her child because he doesn't want her to go through what happened to him). I love how Scully likes Reyes from day one, because she's fun and weird and she reminds her of her dead sister (this really warms my heart).

I love how Mulder obviously is territorial about his department with Doggett but then starts to respect and trust him enough with the X-Files. I love how Mulder sees how spontaneous and stubborn Reyes is and says she'd be useful in the X-Files.

The way both Mulder and Scully pass the baton to them really does things to me. Because maybe the quest to the truth really is infinite, but they understand they can find people honest and passionate about that just like them. And after all these years, they can rest, knowing that someone is still out there fighting.

William

As I anticipated, many things are said about this baby. He may be an hybrid by the aliens, he may be a supersoldier by the army, he may even be a real miracle by God. But I like to think it's none of these things.

William is really the union of Mulder and Scully. When the IVF fails, Mudler says:

Mulder, the furthest man from religion, says it to Scully, because that's what he does best: he believes. He never gives up no matter what (he neither did when Scully had cancer). He knows she needs to hear it and he needs it too. He's ready to believe in a miracle for her.

I don't think William is a miracle in the christian sense. I think he's a miracle, because it's the most improbable but plausible thing that could happen in a sea of paranormal possibilities. What if there was a 1% chance for Scully to become pregnant in a conventional way and they fell in that 1%? He's the essence of both their genetics and their points of view. What if he is just a normal boy?

Because it's theirs, their baby, their miracle. And if I have to choose what to believe, I want to believe that.

The end.

My TXF posts and videos.

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sappynapper · 2 years

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Self-care date hcs x dt pt. 2: the actual self-care (nsfw!)

pt 1. where they pick the products here

you guys do skincare and stuff together, then you fuck in the bathtub lol

(this took so long pls tell me it’s good)

cws: afab!reader, unprotected sex, oral (afab!reader receiving), oral (amab receiving), consensual photo taking, light spanking, hair pulling, some mild overstim, hickies, mild roughness, praise, daddy kink

nsfw below the cut, minors dni

Dream

Songs on the playlist: Young American - The Vaccines, Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex, Video Games - Lana Del Rey

my mans knows how to throw together a good bath

low lighting, scented candles, the perfect vibey playlist, it’s heaven

“Which bathbomb do you wanna use, Clay?”

“Why not both?” and he just throws them both in bc he has the Jenna Marbles ‘too much’ gene

it works out though and the whole room is thick with a heady, floral steam and rosey bubbles

You climb into the sublimely hot water and perch on his lap to apply, first the cleanser, then the facemask to his face and then your own, smiling when he scrunches up his nose at the strange feeling, and laughing when he jokingly tries to convince you to eat some of it with him

his hands roam your waist and thighs distractingly as you work and you let your thumb linger on his cheekbones and along his jaw with the excuse of missed spots and thorough application

the loved-up look in your eyes must give you away but Dream doesn’t say anything

you even place the little cucumber pads on your eyes when you’re done, but Dream keeps peeling his off to look at you with a smirk, eyes wandering down suggestively making you blush

and as soon as you’re done washing off the masks he moves his hands to your ass and pulls you closer, your core sliding along his length making you gasp at the contact

“need you, angel. do you mind?” he mumbles into your neck, where he’s nipping small marks, still rocking you back and forwards on his hard cock

“please” you moan breathily, and he doesn’t wait to push slowly into you, throwing his head back at the feeling of you taking him so well

you take a moment to adjust to his size before you start riding him

the warm water lapping against your ass as you start to bounce lazily on his cock and he brings his warm hands trailing up your sides to massage your soapy tits

“god, i could cum just from looking at you like this” Dream groans

he reaches for his phone where it’s playing tinny music on the side, fumbling slightly as you squeeze around him

“Can I?” he gestures

“yeah” you consent, and he quickly snaps a few pictures of your blissed out expression and sudsy body as you grind down on him, then he takes a short video of where you’re connected under the water, mesmerised by how his whole length disappears inside you over and over

you giggle when he almost drops his phone in the water in his hurry to put it back down and he retaliates by tugging your head back by your hair and scraping his teeth lightly down your neck before moving to your nipples, sucking one into his mouth and using his fingers to pinch the other

you squeal at the sensation, grasping onto his shoulders for support and arching your back, pushing your chest towards his face

he chuckles, one hand holding your torso in place while he leaves a couple of marks on your tits before kissing back up your neck and meeting your lips with his again

you make out messily, humming small moans and praises into each others’ mouths as you keep raising yourself up and working back down on his dick, his hands dropping to your hips to help you when your thighs start trembling

“so perfect, angel” he rambles, “feel so so good, doing so good riding me” his words start to slur together as he gets closer to his climax

finally, with a few, hard thrusts, fingers bruising your hips in a tight grip, he cums inside you and you follow close behind

you keep grinding your hips back and forwards through your orgasm until it becomes too much and you pull off him with a sigh

you kiss once more before maneuvering into a more comfortable position

him holding you with your back pressed against his chest and your head leant back, resting on his shoulder, perfectly relaxed

then the two of you stay in the tub and just talk until your heads are empty and the water isn’t really warm anymore

then you get out of the bath and Dream cracks a few more crass jokes at your insistence on using the new lotion

“what? one load of ‘dream cream’ wasn’t enough for you- *wheeze*” 🙄

once you’re dried off and dressed in comfy clothes (him in just sweatpants and you in his hoodie and not much else), you head to the kitchen

you throw together a hot dinner, tucking in sleepily

“love you, baby” he tells you, smiling dopily at you as he hooks your ankles together under the table

George

Songs on the playlist: Pretty Boy - The Neighbourhood, Baby, I’m Yours - Arctic Monkeys

he pours you a glass of red wine each bc you can’t convince me this man can’t be a lil romantic sometimes

a drink also helps with the nerves he still gets around you sometimes even though you’ve been together for ages

you start massaging the cleansing balm into his face, gentle hands tracing the lines of his face and he can’t stop himself leaning closer and trying to kiss you, immediately dopey from the wine and the balm’s buttery smell

he gives you a sheepish grin when you tell him to wait til you’re done

the facemask helps

bright blue and smelling of lemons, you both look a little silly tbh and you can’t stop giggling at each other, taking a couple of goofy selfies and sipping from your fancy glasses while you wait

you finally wash it off and moisturise, and George takes the oppourtunity to crowd you against the bathroom door, pecking little kisses all over your face, hands cupping your jaw

“your skin is so soft” he mumbles between kisses

“that’s the point” you laugh, wriggling away so you can start running the bath, but George pursues you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you fiddle with the taps

“wine makes you so clingy” you hum absently, feeling him shake his head against your hair

“you do this to me” he tells you simply, and you flush, hoping you can blame it on the hot steam rising from the tub

before you can reply you feel George sink to his knees behind you

“George?- oh!” you gasp as he quickly pulls off your cotton shorts and underwear, running his skilled tounge along your core, flicking it over your clit a few times before plunging it into your hole, fucking you with his tongue and gripping your thighs in his hands, holding you firmly in place as you start to shake

“ah! hngg George!” you struggle to string something coherent together as you fall apart on his mouth, heat building embarrasingly quickly in your abdomen

“come for me, sweetheart” he mumbles against your clit, sucking on it and opening you up on his fingers now

it’s all too much and you scream as you cum, grip almost slipping from where your fingers are curled around the rim of the bath

“good girl,” he praises, standing up and pulling you against him, “you know I reckon we could get another world record for my wall if we sent a video of that to Guinness-”

“shut up” you tell him, but it comes out as a breathy moan as he sinks his cock into your dripping heat

he sets a fast pace immediately, his own moans mixing with your over-stimulated whines at the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him

he presses his face between your shoulder blades, leaving gentle kisses along your spine

your arms give out and now you’re bent in half over the filling tub, warm water splashing over your upper body

“the bath’s gonna- ah! it’s gonna overfill”, you manage

George either doesn’t hear you or doesn’t care as he carries on chasing his release

leaving one arm wrapped around your ribs, holding you up, he trails his other hand down to play with your clit and before you know it your second climax is washing over you, the feeling pulling George over the edge too

chests heaving as you come down from your highs, George just about manages to lean over you and turn off the tap

“bath time?” he asks, voice slightly raspy, and it’s all you can do to nod your agreement

you decide the ‘sleepy’ bathbomb is a little more romantic, and choose to save ‘dragon egg’ for a rainy day

you sit facing each other in the water, you caged between his legs and your legs resting over his thighs, ankles crossed behind him

you both finish the last sips of your wine and the intoxication of that, your post-orgasm bliss, and the clouds of lavendar filling the bathroom have your eyes and limbs feeling heavy in no time

you lean forward, resting your head against George’s shoulder, and close your eyes as he brings cupped hands of blissfully warm water to the top of your spine before letting it run down your back, smoothing his hands across your skin then repeating the process

eventually you feel him reach for something and hear a cap being unscrewed, then his hands are in your hair and the earthy smell of the hair treatment you bought earlier fills your nose

“god, George” you moan

“that feel nice?” he smiles, and you just hum in response

you doze off like that, waking a short time later to George bundling you in a warm towel and leading you to bed before sinking back into unconciousness

Sapnap

Songs on the playlist: Want You So Bad - The Vaccines, So Damn Into You - Vlad Holiday

Sapnap just turns to putty in your hands as soon as you start

you have him sat on the closed toilet seat with you stood between his legs, his hands resting loosely on your waist as you tentatively work the bamboo cleanser into his skin

he sits with his eyes lulled closed, mumbling occasionally about how good it feels, as you make your way through the products you bought earlier

and when you move to stand in front of the mirror to do your own face, he follows behind you, leaning against your back and watching curiously, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on your hips

once you’ve washed off the mask and moisturised he pulls you closer to him, squeezing you lightly in his arms

“all done?” he asks

“almost” you reply, grabbing the small tin of cookie dough lib scrub from where you left it next to the sink

you open it up and scoop a little of the sugary mixture onto one finger and smear it slowly across his lower lip

you hear his breath catch and flick your eyes up to meet his, the eye contact burning hot

you lean in for a messy kiss, licking at the sticky sweet scrub before pulling away with a coy smile

“huh, that really does taste like cookie dough-” you comment, before Sap cuts you off with a deeper kiss, more heated this time, his hands tangling in your hair

you pull away with difficulty and he makes an impatient sound

“don’t you wanna try one of the bath bombs we got” you pout

he stares at you for a moment

“i guess” he finally concedes, and you giggle at his reluctance

“go start the bath please, baby” you request and he complies, grumbling under his breath as he messes with the taps, finding the perfect temperature

he quits complaining when he turns around though, taking in the sight of you stripped naked, holding a bath bomb in each hand

you hide your grin

“peachy or sakura?” you ask him, innocently

“sakura” he decides, voice low and tense, and you place it carefully in the steaming water

you turn back to Sap who still hasn’t gotten undressed, his fingers fidgeting at his sides

you step close to him and he gulps

“let me help you, baby” you say, sneaking your hands under his t-shirt and pushing it up, letting him take it the rest of the way off as you start on his belt

you follow his jeans and boxers to the floor, kneeling in front of him with a sultry look in your eyes, and Sap seems to remember his confidence at the familiar sight

he takes his dick in his hand and taps the head on your lips

you loll out your tongue for him and he slides into the wet heat of your mouth, groaning with his head tipped back in pleasure

you bob up and down, flicking your tongue across his slit intermittently as he comes apart above you

he slides a hand back into your hair, fingers flexing at the effort of not pushing your head down

“wait, wait” he pants, suddenly, and you pull off him with a pop

he grips the base of his cock firmly, a concentrated look on his face as he tries to hold back his climax

you look over your shoulder at the tub and see it’s almost full, so you get to your feet to stop the taps

deciding to climb straight in, eager for the heat to ease the ache in your knees, you submerge youself under the blanket of blossoms sitting on the surface before coming up for air, petals sticking to your skin

you look back over at your boyfriend to see him stroking himself to the sight of you

you flip onto your front, wiggling your hips in invitation

“get over here and fuck me already” you demand

Sapnap wastes no time climbing into the bath behind you, lining himself up and pushing in half way, both of you moaning in sync

he grabs your hips, pulling you back against him until you feel impossibly full of his cock, back arching so your boobs are smushed against the edge of the tub

“oh fuck” you squeal, never fully able to get used to Sap’s size

“you can take it, baby” he tells you, pistoning his hips so hard that water starts sloshing over the edge of the tub and your eyes roll back in your head

he brings one hand down lightly on your ass making you moan and clench around him

he spanks you again and again until your ass is flushed pink and your brain is mush

“daddyyy” you whine, face pressed into your arm as you try to take what Sapnap gives you

“urggh i’m gonna cum” he informs you in a strained voice

“inside” you tell him and that’s all he needs to let go

the feeling of his seed shooting inside you, claiming your pussy, has you falling over the edge with a final, drawn out moan

you both take a moment to recover before Sap pulls you up into his chest, strong arms wrapped around your shaking form

vaguely you notice him pluck a couple of petals from your hair before leaning in to pepper light kisses on your cheek

“i wasn’t too rough was I, darling?” he asks you, quietly

“it was perfect” you tell him

Sapnap lifts you out of the tub, setting you down just so he can throw a towel round his waist and grab one for you, before scooping you up again and carrying you to bed for proper aftercare

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deadandphilgames · 5 months

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for those of you who like wheres wally: there are 27 dans, 22 phils, 4 tweets, 1 pair of shoes and 1 (bondage) bar in my header. have fun

full list of them under the cut <3

Bending over nun dan

It was a cock dan

‘Yes.. the joke’ dan tweet

Onlyphans Phil tweet

Phurry has risen Phil tweet

Onlyphans dan

phingering Phil

Dab dan

Pride Flag dan

Frog Phil

Frog dan 1

Glove Phil

YouTube rewind bike dan

Tattoo Phil

Pinof dan

Wolf Phil

Underboob Phil

Looking out Phil

Teen dan

Onlyphans Phil

Ring cam dan

Glove dan

Weird toes dan

Weird reflection Phil 1

Nicolas cage pants Phil

Weird reflection dan

Weird reflection Phil 2 (jazz hands)

Mega dilf Phil

Ripped tights catboy Phil

Crab boy Phil

Ring cam Phil

Arms out dan

Hand sanitiser Phil

Vaccinate me daddy tweet

Phiddies Phil

Frog dan 2 (despondent)

philDress Phil

Wine sexy dan

Jumping dan

Clown dan

You know we had to do it to em dan

Sexy nun dan

Bondage bar

Tongue out dan

Crawling carboy Phil

Cereal Phil

Train dan 1

Phils head

Tennis Phil

wiqy dan (high eyes

Posing with kangaroo dan (I think that’s what he was doing?)

train dan 2 (enthusiastic)

Hat dan

Shoes

Little attitude dan

#i didnt realise i had so many in there #glove phil my beloved you started it all #allie.header #allie.txt

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chronic-claire-universe · 1 year

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Tokyo Revengers: Seasonal Flu

Hello my dust bunnies, today reading some medical notes about influence's vaccine I came up with this scenario in my head: tokyo revengers dads taking care of their sick babies, enjoy it!

Characters: Haruchiyo Sanzu, Izana Kurokawa, Rindou Haitani

Warnings: Fluff, Child Crying, Lot of Cuddles

Sanzu couldn't stand it, there was so much he was willing to do, he promised to, might kill even whoever decided to let his daughter cry, but what can a man do when his 3 years old daughter got the flu? You were currently out since you couldn't be absent from work anymore, working at home with Senju, Sanzu didn't mind taking care of Ayame until you were coming back. "Yeah yeah she's sleeping, I'm cooking her the sou-", a voice interrupts the call with you, turning around Sanzu finds his little girl, lucid blue eyes, pink starred pajama, blanket and her teddy bear on hand "Daddy" she mumbles wobbling towards him, tiny feet touching the cold floor make Sanzu wide his eyes "I'm calling you later, our princess woke up!" he says before saying you goodbye, "Princess, why are you up?" he says taking her up and cleaning her nose, "Daddy wasn’t in my room, I went looking for him" the h/c girl says gripping his hoodie, "Let's go you're going to eat something while daddy watches with you your favorite cartoon" her eyes wide, expression similar to her father's let Ayame shows her entire surprise, finally a smile on the sweet baby in a day full of pain for her little body.

“Y/N I’m not sure, Hiro seems to feel really bad, he’s coughing, crying and he has lucid eyes” Izana speaks on the phone pulling his long hair in exasperation, “Zana you have to calm down, no one is dead for a seasonal flu ok?” you say while rummaging through the documents in your office table, “Are you sure?” he says for the nth time, “Yeah Izana I’m sure” you reply raising your voice annoyed and continue “Let me speak with Hiro” and so the ex gangster walk with the softest walk towards the kid who’s looking tiredly to his dad, Hiro isn’t your biological son but for Izana it’s like he raised the kid since he was an infant, that’s why with the most atypical calmness he comes closer to the toddler and give him the phone “Hey kid it’s your mama, she wants to know how you feel” he says with a smile caressing his forehead to feel it burning.

“Ma-mama” your son says sniffing a bit, “Hey baby, mama has something important to ask you” you say with a smile while hearing your husband grumble and your son nods with a smile looking at his father and letting him cuddle on his lap, “Do you want this bad virus to go away right?” you ask, waiting for your toddler’s reply and he nods “MH - YES MAMA!” He says almost convincing himself that he will feel better if he shouts it, “Then would you eat the green soup that helps feeling better and all your veggies to feel better?” you are tricking your son who gasps at your question, “No mama, no veggies please!”, Izana laughs hearing that your son he’s making a fuss over a simple cold and that’s why your husband takes the phone and ruffle your son’s hair, “Go to bed, you eat your veggies later” and before leaving his bedroom he looks at his son with a smile only meant for your small family. “You were right, love, you’re a great mother” he says making you giggle, “Maybe it’s time we think of giving Hiro a sister” he says with a smirk and you can only laugh “Maybe, but I already have 2 babies to take care of at home”.

“I’m not going to tell you another time” Rindou warns his son as soon as try to dodge the spoon he’s trying to give him for half an hour, “NO - NOO DADDY!” he shouts, dodging the spoon with the bitter medicine. Rindou sighs and with a scowl he looks at his smaller copy who suddenly sneeze on his hoodie, this wasn’t supposed to be the life Rindou imagined and with a look of disgust he cleans his hoodie, “Sayuri I’m not going to tell you again you take the medicine or I’m going to throw all your toys” he says trying to see if this threat works, “Mommy will buy them for me even if you do it, and she will scold you” he says with a smirk similar to his uncle Ran, “Do what the f- do whatever you want” and he stands up to go out of his son’s room huffing in disappointment, “Look at daddy struggling” Ran says teasing his brother, “Shut up!” he says a bit aggressively, frustrated from his son’s tantrum.

“Now you know how it’s raising a kid” he says patting Rindou and helping preparing the breakfast for Sayuri, “I was a good kid, y/n spoils him and he doesn’t listen to me” Rindou says with a huff, “It’s not y/n, he’s just a kid, look” Ran says taking the syrup and putting it into his niece favorite glass and mix it with water, “How do you think I did with you?” he says before turning and hearing little feet padding on the floor, “Heyyy buddy look Uncle Rannie is here!” Ran shouts seeing a mop of blond hair sneezing and dirtying all around his pajama and blanket, “Uncle Rannie! Give me food!” he says and Ran smirking says “Cmon why don’t you ask your dad?” he says taking his son on his lap and cleaning his red nose, “Daddy doesn’t sing me the song” he says lowering his gaze “Cmon baby that was the problem? You should have asked me” Rindou says, taking his son and giving him the medicine before engulfing him in a warm hug.

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