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「Feel the magic ๛ l.n」
part xii
✧.* triple header, triple podiums, and triple the love.
✧.* quick little filler before it kicks off. Foreshadowing? Maybe. More insight in the y/nlando household? Yes 🥰 getting to know girlie even better? Yes ❤️this is a psa for the people who wanted to be on my taglist but never got tagged, i didn't forget or ignore you, I simply am unable to tag you and therefore removed you from the list feel free to ask me again so I can take a look at it. Taglist is open Love ya ❤️
✧.* prev part - next part
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mcpapaya this team!!!! 🧡
johnson87 them sharing the sheets really works out for us fans huh
bott_ass you're so real for this
norry4 that's my team y'all 😭
sharllekler girlie really said I'm in a good mood, let me give my man a tow and then proceeded to take his pole away 😭
norrizz gotta keep him on his toes :')
marcusklein she's gonna make it up to him tonight
lanlan 🕯 lando p1 🕯
maxfewtrell absolutely mental!
teampapaya HAPPY MCLAREN WEEK 🧡🧡
y/nloveee can't wait to see my girl pull a max verstappen and win her 4th wdc halfway the season 🥰
ohnomeshoes no joke, bagging y/n might just be the best thing to happen to lando, man's is killing it on all fields!!
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y/nusername fam fam ❤️
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hamilt44n once in a while y/n posts one of these fam fam posts and every time there's a new addition 😭
norrizz a new cat, dog and boyfriend 😂
yukisan I wanna live with you guys, pls, I know I'd be spoiled rotten
y/ngirlie bestie you're such a mom
alex_albon you're going to end up with more pets than us..
norry4 lando being accepted as a part of the family, my boy promoted to dad and step dad 🥺
cecilemoulin something tells me lando did not know about the goodest little doggie 😍
y/nusername unplanned parenthood
y/nlandooo girl stop, what's next, a goat? 😂
bobnorriz she already got a goat back at her parents house, two horses and one fucking duck 💀
y/nusername they didn't fit in my place here in Monaco unfortunately :(
bobnorriz girl get a farm 😅
carlandooo wait so you really adopted a cat back in Spain lmao
landonorris I'll find a cow in the living room next week
y/nusername don't give me ideas
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y/nusername España, un hogar lejos de casa ☀
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mrsnorris 'home far away from home' and for what reason? Oh that's right..Carlos..🥴
chilisainz okay bestie, let's put you to bed..okay? You're talking shit again.
norrizz honestly, it's been a while since we last saw you..how have you been my love? Enjoying every single piece of y/nlando content we've had so far? 🥰
yukisan okaaay but that food looks amazing 😭
teamnotrell bunch of cuties enjoying their few days off :)
landonorris can't believe max got a girlfriend
maxfewtrell okay mate..
cecilemoulin I'm getting paid for this
maxfewtrell you're always bullying me and for what?
y/nusername I've got your back babes ❤️
maxfewtrell thank you ❤️
charles16 lando, y/n and Cecile podium this week? 👀
norry4 I love this little group of gremlins <3
landonorris love you muppet ❤️
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Feel the magic taglist: @celesteblack08 @mrsmaybank13 @cha-hot @judesgfirl @roseseraj @kissesandmartinis @jpg3 @amulhermaisfelizdomundo @marialovesf1 @silkenthusiasts @luvrrish @laneyspaulding19 @emily-b @buckybarnessweetheart @strawberrychita @iifloweringnightsii @buendiabebeta @babyvinnie @mishaandthebrits @hockeyboysarehot @ironmaiden1313 @justdreamersdream @dreamsarebig @angelfreckless
Lando taglist: @beatricemiruna @simp-for-fictional-people @landossainz @christianpulisic10
Everything taglist; @thomaslefteyebrow @hopefulinlove @smoothopz @honethatty12 @cixrosie @parkersmjs @ireadthensuetheauthors @celestialams @be-your-coffee-pot @heli991113 @kodzuvk @reality-is-a-con @80sloverry @bibissparkles @myescapefromthislife @lanando4 @elliegrey2803 @ravisinghs-wife @harrysdimple05 @minkyungseokie
#lando norris x reader#lando norris x you#lando norris x y/n#lando norris#lando norris x oc#lando norris fanfic#lando norris au#lando norris smau#lando norris imagine#lando x reader
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I don't know if you ever answered this, but did Mama have weird cravings with the babies? I know my mama was always wanting watermelon slushies and shaved ice, or the occasional slice of lasagna and milk (both of which she hated before getting pregnant,how her dad realized she was pregnant) I like to imagine Miguel's confusion if she suddenly starts wanting something random before they know for sure each time she got pregnant
Hehehe 👀
The perfect time to introduce our 🌹
Pregnancies never ceased to amaze Miguel. Specially when it came to foods. You'd wake him up at deep in night hours to get you the most random things to eat.
When you were pregnant with Gabriella, you'd wake him up, crying cause you didn't have pickles, and you wanted pickles. He'd go to the closest convenient store, sleep still clinging to him as he brought you two jars of them.
To his horror, you'd dip the pickles in the sweet gooeyness of the Nutella jar and eat them with such contempt it made you cry out of happiness.
With Benjamin, it wasn't pickles with Nutella, but jalapeños and peanut butter. He'd had to hide the can of jalapeños from the fridge, partially cause he wasn't sure if it was good to eat that much of spiciness. But would end up giving them back cause you cried over them while calling him mean for hiding your food.
His suspicions of you being pregnant again just rose when he'd often find you at two am, scourging the fridge, eating mozzarella cheese sticks or any charcuterie cheese you had, smeared in dulce de leche.
It was endearing for him watching you eating the pieces with such delight that he'd secretly buy you good quality things when you were running out of them.
You'd cuddle him with a bottle of the sweet spread in one hand and the cheese stick in the other. Gabriella couldn't help but scrunch her nose in disgust at the combination.
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The pregnancy test was irrelevant at this point. He just made an appointment with the doctor to check everything was okay.
"I want another girl."
His hand rubbed your lower belly, and kissed your cheek.
"What about twins?"
"Ay Jesus..."
He chuckled.
"Relax, whatever comes, I'll be happy. "
"Told you I was giving you a bunch of kids."
He nodded with a bashful smile.
"You did."
"This is our last baby though."
"Who knows" He smirked and you slapped his shoulder softly.
"Stop! You're not the one getting your belly expanding like a balloon!"
"I'm joking, cariño. Might get a vasectomy, though"
"I'll get my tubes tied up."
"You sure?"
You nodded at his question.
"Yeah. Three kids is more than enough"
"What if it's a girl?"
You snuggled against his chest as he caressed your hair.
" Her name will be Rosie. I love it, Gabi picked it actually."
"Rosita." He mumbled and chuckled, "I'm calling her Rosita Fresita" (Strawberry Shortcake)
"But what if it's a boy?"
"Leonardo?"
"Absolutely no."
"Emanuel?"
He snorted as you pouted "Not funny."
"Sorry, sorry. We'll come up with something"
You just giggled.
"If it's a girl Gabi will be over the moon."
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Jessica
JESSICAAA
Jessi Jessi guess what?
Sorry, was busy. How's it going, hun?
🤰
...
For real? Like For real real?
Yup! Just came from the medical check
Girl... You and Miguel need a new hobby
Or a new tv
😂😂 Betch.
😘😘
It's gonna be a girl!!
SHUT UP
🥹❤️
😊
I'm so excited for you, Mama!
#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara x you#atsv miguel#soccer family ⚽🕷️#t writes✨#miguel o'hara fluff
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hiii, so im a new follower but i LOVE your work so much its just *chefs kiss* 😣❤️
so im not sure if youve already done this or not, i haven’t gone that deep into a rabbit hole in your page yet lol anyways
i was wondering how you would think skz ot8 would react to reader having a belly piercing/a back tattoo?
really really love what you do ✨🤍🎀 MWAH !!!
hello lovely anon!!! it’s so nice to meet you🫂 stay a while i hope you enjoy the rest of my work ahh TYSM🥹🤍
okay let’s get it!!
SKZ X GENDER NEUTRAL READER🖤
mainly fluff, some are kinda suggestive.
bangchan
you drop your bags in the hall as you slump through the doorway and into you and your boyfriends shared apartment.
“hi baby” chan shouts from the kitchen. kicking your shoes off, you see him appear in your peripheral vision and soon you feel his hands wrapping round you. “long day?” he says as you nuzzle into his should and nodding your head.
“tired” you mumble into his t-shirt, instantly feeling more relaxed at the familiar smell of his purfume. “how about i give you a massage baby, hm?” a smile spread across his face as he admired your cuteness in your tired state. “yeah? okay. go get undressed and i’ll be there in a second”
you pretty much drop onto the bed just after you strip down and lay on your front, enjoying the feeling of the soft mattress underneath you. you hum in contentment.
“okay baby so i’ve got the oi-“ chan cuts himself off and you turn your head in confusion. “um.. when did you get that?” he says with a smirk on his face, clearly loving the new piece on you.
“a few weeks ago” you say, still looking back at him with a smug smile on your face.
“and i haven’t seen it?!” he exclaims, practically running to your bed and jumping over the top of you to admire your new decoration.
“you like it?”, the answer already apparent with the look on chans face. you chuckle and turn your head again to rest on your arm.
“i absolutely love it! darling it’s so beautiful”….
lee know
you feel your body shiver as you pull your shirt over your head and to the floor, your body involuntarily shaking like a leaf at cold air in the room. it had been a long night out with the members and you couldnt wait to get into your pjs.
“oh my- baby- ” you hear lee know say from behind you. it was a rarity that lee know was ever at a loss for words but you knew that your new tat you didn’t tell him about was a good contender at making it a possibility. you were right.
“yesss?” you tease, turning around to face him and walk towards the edge of the bed where he was sat, his jaw practically hitting the ground. you could see his approval of your decision by the tent that was forming in his pants.
“as absolutely stunning as you are, turn around again”. and you do, feeling particularly smug right now. “wow” he says and you hear him walking towards you. suddenly you feel his hand tracing along your back and you quickly struggle to keep your composure, your breathe hitching in your throat.
“y- you like it?” you mewl through jagged breaths at the feel of his hands roaming your back causing goosebumps to form all over your naked body.
“a lot. however.. i may have to punish you for not asking for permission before you got it..” lee know says and the words linger in the air between you two. you knew by the shift in the atmosphere just what was about to happen and a smile tugged at your lips. it was gonna be a long, pleasurable night and you knew by the end of it, your tattoo may not be the only new marking on your back….
changbin
“are you 100% sure you wanna do this y/n? i really don’t mind if you’re not, i’m more than happy just kissing you, you know that right?” changbin said with a panicked look on his face. you had finally told him that you were ready to have sex with him but since it was your first time, he wanted to make sure you were definitely ready.
“yes binnie, i am sure!” you said, a smile plastered all over your face which was soon reciprocated by your boyfriend. changbin raises his pinky to your chest and only when you wrapped yours around his did he take that as true confirmation. no matter how old he may be, a pinky promise was always sacred.
“okay” he whispers into your ear, working his way down, planting kisses down your neck to get you ready. your eyes flutter shut as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as his hands make their way down your waist and underneath your oversized t-shirt. you open your eyes at the pause of his hands over you and you see his face is covered in surprise.
“what’s wrong?”. the words rush out of your mouth in panic but you begin to see the smirk tugging at the side of his mouth and your anxiety quickly dismisses itself.
“i didn’t know you had your beautiful tummy pierced?” he says excitedly. he lifts your t-shirt, eager to see it in person. he looks at your tummy and then back at you with such a huge smile on his face. he clearly approves. “wanna see more of you babe, like right now!”….
hyunjin
“my love?” hyunjin speaks from across the bed as you dangled your legs over the other side, himself propped upwards against the headboard and staring at you from behind.
“yes baby?” you reply. “when did you get such a beautiful tattoo?” he asks and you can hear the smile on his face through his words. you hear the bed squeak as he leans closer and the whispers of “aahs” from behind you.
“only a few days ago, it’s still quite sensitive” you say. “i won’t touch is then but wow it’s beautiful. beautiful tattoo for my beautiful baby” you blush at his words as you lean towards your console, flicking the tv on in the process. friday nights were spent by you and hyunjin both having ‘me time’, however you couldn’t ever bring yourself to leave each others sides. he drew and you played video games.
the rustling of pencil on paper was one of the most comforting noises for you as you had soon connected the noise to your boyfriend, hyune. after about half an hour, you felt the bed dip behind you and a tap on your shoulder. you turn your head in attention.
“what do you think love?” hyunjin whispered into your ear as he handed you a drawing of your new back tattoo. your mouth falls open and your eyebrows ruffle in utter disbelief at how beautiful the picture was and how much love you could tell was put into it.
“hyunnie it’s beautiful!” you say, your voice wobbly as you feel tears start to prick at your eyes.
“not as beautiful as you darling”…
han jisung
“turn over babe, let sungie spoon you” han says as he sniggers down your ear at the cringe that just came out of his own mouth.
“oh ji” you exasperate and let out a huffed laugh, rolling your eyes and turning around so your back is resting against hans also bare chest.
“oh- y/nah!!” he gasps and you jump slightly at the sudden loudness of his words. “pretty pretty pretty!” he says as he adores your new tat. “it’s so beautiful!” he says wrapping his free arm around you and swaying you both back and forth in your bed.
“you like it then ji?” you chuckle as he begins to trace the outlines of the black ink in your skin, the strokes on your back sending shivers all up you but han didn’t seem to notice. you hum in relaxation.
“i love it so much” he whispers down your ear as he continued to trace the shapes of your tattoo over and over again only ever stopping to plant kisses on the decorated area.
“not as much as i love you though”. he speaks softly down your ear as to not disturb your relaxed state.
“oh- are you sleepy?” he mutters and you moan as confirmation.
“okay, goodnight angel”
felix
“hey lixxxx” you sing, nearly running towards your boyfriend just as you got through the door. you practically throw yourself into his arms and he laughs contently.
“aww hi baby, what’s got you all smiley?” felix says, smiling as he runs his hand through your hair and planting a kiss on your head. “welll you know that thing i’ve been wanting to do for weeks now..” you say swaying side to side in his arms looking up at him. “yes- oh my god you did it!” he says just as excited for you as you are.
“yes! and look how pretty it is” you exclaim, eagerly lifting your t-shirt up to show him your new tummy piercing. he leans down to adore it too.
“your tummy was so beautiful before but nowww.. wow! , it’s so sparkly y/n!” he says with a huge smile on his face in reaction to your elation. “you’re so adorable i wanna just squish you” felix said as he lifted you off your feet and towards the couch. he gently plants you down underneath him and begins trailing kisses down your chest and towards your stomach. you hum as he kisses all over your tummy, careful not to catch the jewellery.
“my darling, you are getting more and more irresistible by the day”…
seungmin
“hey baby” seungmin greets, accompanied by an evening kiss. “you look gorgeous, have you been out? it was meant to be your rest day today” he says, plopping himself next to you on the sofa, the smell of his perfume lingering around you as he rests his head on your shoulder.
“maybeeee..” you say teasingly, leaning into him. “oh yeah?” his ears perking up in interest. “and where did you go?” he asks attentively.
“to get a new tattoo” you smile and the look of shock on his face is so comical you can’t help but huff out a laugh. “really?! oh my god let me see” he begs, his legs jittering in excitement. you turn your back to him and take your shirt off, discarding it on the sofa next to you.
“oh my- it’s beautiful” seungmin gasps in awe. “i love it!” you turn around to look at him. “no, i’m not done looking” he states, and you chuckle. turning your back to him once again, you feel his fingertips tracing the currently sealed skin and the pressure feels so relieving on the sensitive area you let out a sigh at the feeling.
“what do you think?” you ask, already knowing the answer. “you look so hot is what i think” seungmin replies. “but as much as i love it baby, i must ask, how long is it now until we can have sex?” seungmin says, his lip pouting and you giggle in response.
“you know minnie.. there are ways to have sex that won’t hurt my new tat?” you say insinuatingly, raising your eyebrows.
“go to the bedroom, right now”…
jeongin
“innie are you showering?” you yell from outside the bathroom door. “yes baby” he replies, shouting through the water pouring and the music blaring in the bathroom. you open the door and let yourself in, the misty air instantly making you warm. peeping your head around the shower curtain, you were greeted by his beautiful naked form. you will never get tired of adoring his body. “mind if i join you?” you ask, however already knowing the answer.
he responds with a smile and reaches his hand out for you to balance on as you climb into the bath tub. exactly as you did with him, he stares at your naked body up and down, admiring you. however, a gasp leaves his mouth as his eyes rest on your belly button. he looks up at you with a smile.
“i really fucking like that” he smirks, tilting his head back, rinsing the bubbles out of his hair. you move closer to him and run your hands up his waist. “like what innie?” you ask with faux confusion.
he slowly looks back down at you with narrow eyes, lifting your chin up to face him with his thumb and forefinger. “you know exactly what it is that i like” he says smugly, leaning in to kiss your parted lips. suddenly, his hands are roaming your stomach and you nearly melt into his touch. you can only whimper in response and you can feel him smile into the kiss.
“you drive me so fucking crazy y/n”…
a/n: sorry some of them are lowkey trash i really tried my best to make the scenarios different from each other but i hope i did anons request justice🤍
#skz smut#skz x y/n#skz fluff#stray kids fluff#straykids imagines#bang chan fluff#bangchan x y/n#lee know fluff#lee know x y/n#changbin fluff#changbin x y/n#hyunjin fluff#hyunjin x y/n#han jisung fluff#han jisung x y/n#felix fluff#felix x y/n#seungmin fluff#seungmin x y/n#jeongin fluff#jeongin x y/n#bang chan#lee know#changbin#hyunjin#han jisung#felix#seungmin#jeongin
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ANGELLL!!! I AM OBSESSED W YOUR ALFIE FICS. I loved your 'A brother for Cyril' fic and I wanted to ask if you'd consider a kinda 'sequel' of Alfie and his wife introducing the two dogs and Alfie thinking they'll hate each other only for them to actually become the perfect dog siblings?! Please don't feel bad if you need to decline, I'm just throwing random ideas at the wall as I saw you were seeking some. sending you lots of love always and thank you for the work you do ❤️
Anon!!! Hi friend ah this was so so sweet!!!! Thank you for sending this in this was literally such a kind message I feel so blessed!!! I hope you enjoy this story, I took it a little further than I anticipated, but I hope it satisfies 💕💕💕 sending my love! - Mo
A Brother for Cyril: Part 2
Alfie Solomons x Wife!Reader
Warnings: language, mentioning pregnancy
One thing is for certain... Alfie could never deny you anything.
To someone on the outside of your relationship, it would looked as though you were irreperably spoiled. Alfie absolutely doted on you... in his own way. It didn't make sense to those on the outside. One moment you two were fighting as if your lives depended on it, hollering and shouting obscenities, arguing about the best way to handle something. The next moment he had you in his lap, chuckling into your neck, 'begging' for forgiveness with kisses and whispered promises, "Oh treacle don't be cross with me now! Give a kiss yeah? You can't be mad at your husband forever!"
And you couldn't. You could never be truly cross with Alfie. Even when you were fighting, it wasn't truly directed at him. It was just your passions overflowing and exploding, ignited by his own stubborness. And God did you love setting each other off. For the making up was so sweet.
Alfie loved spoiling you. He loved giving you things. A sweet treat from the bakery. Delicate earrings and necklaces from his jewelry shop, engraved with his initials. A bouquet accompanied with a sonnet of his own composition. Alfie loved to dote on you endlessly, and loved to give you any type of happiness.
But this was a rat dog.
Alfie could not believe that he was actually stuck with this piece of lint. And was even more in shock that not only was he stuck with it, but you loved the piece of fur. Alfie was struggling to keep the scoffs at bay, as he watched you coo and caress the puppy, as it gave small kisses to your fingers. “Oh Alfie I’m so happy we’re going to have another dog. We really did need another puppy.”
He prayed you didn’t see the rolling of his eyes. This wasn’t a dog. Cyril, now that was a dog!! This ball of fur was pathetic! Cyril was big and strong, and was good at things! Like guarding the house and playing fetch and roughhousing on the floor. And Cyril just looked impressive! What would people think if they saw this piece of dust walking on the end of a lead held by him? Could it even walk? It was being cradled like a human baby the entire time. It was tiny… what if Cyril ate it? Alfie placed a heavy hand on your shoulder, “Now darling, don’t be shocked if Cyril and…”
“Barty.”, you reminded him.
“Yes right Barty, if they don’t get along. Cyril is a man’s dog. He probably won’t want to fraternize with the likes of Barty.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at your husband, “Fraternize? Alfie, Cyril is a dog. I don’t think he’s overly concerned with social standings in the dog park.”
“Well dear see that’s where you’re mistaken. Me and Cyril yeah we talk. Man to man. And I’m not sure little Barty here will be able to keep up. He seems a little delicate.”
“Alfie you’re not even giving him a chance!! He is just a baby!”
You held up Barty to look into Alfie’s eyes, “Look at his face darling!! He can fit in! Cyril and him are going to get along perfectly!! He just needs your love and acceptance!”
Alfie stared into the barely open eyes of the puppy, and just squinted, as if trying to measure the baby’s spirit. You moved Barty closer to Alfie, being nearly nose to nose, neither Alfie nor Barty blinking. And then Barty licked Alfie’s nose with a yip.
“OH LORD! BARTY!” Alfie lurched back, spluttering and rubbing the minimum slobber off his nose. You just cackled in your seat at your ridiculous husband. The mad baker of Camden upset by some dog slobber! “Alfie! It’s just a kiss! And Cyril’s slobber is much worse!!! You don’t care when it gets on you! You don’t mind his kisses!”
“Well first off Cyril does not kiss! Cyril snarls! And Barty and I just met! Where does he get off kissing already!”
You couldn’t stop laughing and teasing your dear husband. He was such a secret to the outside. To everyone else, he is ferocious and unfeeling. Absolutely mad and vicious. But your Alfie… your Alfie had such a different side to him. You weren’t naive. You knew what this life entailed. Hell, you were his secretary before you were his wife. You knew what Alfie was, and knew what it took. But you weren’t afraid of him. Alfie wasn’t just the King of Camden. He was an animal. But he was also tender and artistic. He bellowed and roared and tore through men like nothing. But he also whispered his undying love for you every night, and pressed hot kisses to each of your fingers every morning. Alfie was everything. And that’s what people missed. And it’s what you cherished. That you got to hold the Mad Baker and Alfie Solomons in one.
When you got to the house, Alfie waved to Ollie goodbye, and guided you through the door, hand firmly on your waist. As soon as he opened the door to your home, the pounding sounds of massive paws fill your ears. Cyril makes a bee line to his father, and immediately starts pushing his head against Alfie’s stomach, “Hello my boy! My Cyril!! You miss your papa and mum yeah? You’re so good, you watched the house for me yeah?”
Cyril’s sweet face broke out in a large smile, panting and leaning in to Alfie’s touch. After giving all the love his boy needed, Alfie finally straightened, preparing to witness what may be a bloodbath. “Alright Cyril sit my boy sit. We have brought you something.”
Alfie motioned for you to hold out Barty, “Cyril my boy, mummy and papa have decided that you need a brother. This here is Barty, and you’re going to teach him how to be a real dog.”
“Alfie!”
“Well he’s not a dog darling! Go on put the little runt on the ground, let Cyril sniff him out.”
You gently put Barty on the ground near Cyril’s front paws. You stand back up, shifting closer to Alfie, waiting for what was to come.
Barty managed to pull himself onto his tiny paws, sniffing the air around Cyril. Cyril’s head went to the side, as if trying to understand what was just put in front of him. He leaned all the way down sniffing Barty for a long time and then… gave him the biggest kiss Alfie had ever seen.
Cyril began to bark, and bounce around with all his young dog energy. Barty began yipping excitedly hopping around Cyril’s feet. “Barty! Are you so excited to meet your big brother?” You we’re so excited, so happy that the dogs were getting along, and Barty had been accepted into the Solomons pack.
After dinner, you and Alfie took your tea in the parlor, nestled together, enjoying each others presence and the radio playing softly. Cyril and Barty were snoring together close to the fireplace. Barty was snuggled right against Cyril’s stomach, legs kicking ever so often, lost in a dream.
“I cannot believe this… Cyril has gone soft.”
From your place on Alfie’s chest you swat him, “Leave them alone. It’s sweet.”
“He romped. He’s never romped before.”
“Well you did tell him to teach Barty how to be a dog. He’s just being a good big brother. I saw him trying to play tug of war with him. It was very sweet.”
Alfie just grunted, staring off into space. Until he hummed out, “Sweet heart?”
“Yes darling?”
“Would you ever want… human puppies?”
You sat up straight, “… do you mean babies?”
“Nevermind it was stupid.”
You laughed loudly, grabbing his shoulders for him to face you, “No you stubborn man! It’s not stupid, I just have never heard someone say 'human puppies'."
He just mumbled to himself, as he typically does, but still grabbed your wrist, pressing a kiss to the inside of your palm. Meeting your eyes you feel those butterflies in your stomach that still haven’t left after all of these years, he presses you “Well?”
You sigh, smiling softly, thinking and considering as your fingers comb through his hair, “Hmmmm I’ve thought about it. Had dreams about it. I’ve always wanted a big family, just like how I grew up. I’ve thought about you holding and playing with the children. Absolutely spoiling them with your affection. Teaching them. Being the man that I know you are. I just didn’t think you wanted kids.”
Alfie leaned into your touch, still holding your hand, “I just didn’t think I’d have the chance. You know… to have a family. Thought I was getting too old. Then here you come… crashing in my bachelor life. And now… I just keep thinking about it.”
You leaned in, heart glowing at his vulnerability. You knew it was sometimes hard for him to discuss those deep feelings, it made him feel exposed. But the fact that he still opened up like that to you, it spoke to the volumes of trust between the two of you. Pressing a soft kiss to his lips you whisper, “If you want children Mr. Solomons, let’s have them.”
You think you see a small glitter of a tear threaten to show itself in his eyes, before he says, “Cyril could teach them how to be dogs too.”
The rest of the evening flows in laughter and kisses. As you dream with him about what the future holds, Cyril admires from his place on the floor, keeping his new little brother safe, and thinking about the new siblings sure to come.
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Hello :) please may I request a extra fluffy Jervis Tetch x reader one shot with reader being obsessed with Alice in Wonderland and their outfits are nearly always influenced by it and the characters? ❤️🥰
Alice and the Hatter
Jervis Tetch x Reader
Summary: Jervis only wants to fuel Reader's love for Alice in Wonderland by showing them just how much they care.
Warnings: Mentions of Reader wearing a dress, mentions of past judgment towards Reader (not from Jervis)
Word Count: 1,089
A/N: This sounds like the perfect match for Jervis!
"Darling, I am growing rather impatient out here."
You tried to stifle your giggle behind your hand.
Jervis always had a hard time waiting to see you in your newest outfits. If it were up to him, he'd be in that fitting room with you right now, helping you into the silk dress.
But you enjoyed torturing him just a bit. Making him wait to see the full outfit with the shoes, jewelry, and other accessories always filled you with a sense of excitement. Jervis always praised you and made you feel so warm, making it impossible to not crave it every time.
Unfortunately, you weren't always met with such positivity in the past.
Your love for Alice in Wonderland started back when you were a child, having fell in love with the novel right away. And when you watched the Disney film, it only solidified that passion for you.
Your friends and family thought it was sweet that you found something you loved so much. But as you got older, they began to make remarks about it being childish and odd.
You were an adult now; you were supposed to like adult things.
This caused you to feel judged in a way that almost made you stop your obsession altogether. But meeting Jervis quite literally flipped the switch for you.
You've never met anyone in your life who accepted you and supported you as much as he did. You swore that you could wrap a plastic bag around your legs and he'd say that you were absolutely stunning.
And loving Alice in Wonderland only fueled that connection between you two.
The first moment he looked at you, wearing a light blue top and white pants with your hair styled softly, his eyes went wide. You'll never forget how he looked at you that day.
It was scary, falling in love with one of Gotham's most notorious criminals. But Jervis was willing to prove to you just how much you meant to him in every way.
Impromptu trips to the store to get you any clothing item or piece of jewelry your heart desired, waking up to the smell of freshly baked cakes for a tea party later, and even gentle massages with words of praise were all things Jervis regularly spoiled you with.
Of course, not all of these adventures were easy-going. There was a part of Jervis that liked being a criminal. He often stole from stores if he saw something he thought was perfect for you. And Jervis would not hesitate to discard lives like trash if it meant doing something that would make you happy.
It was scary at times, but you and Jervis were one and the same. There's a part of you that also enjoyed the thrill.
With that being said, you still loved the down time you both would share instead too.
Every night, he'd ask you to read to him from the Alice in Wonderland novel, staring up contently at you.
He was just as loving behind doors as he was out in public. He always said you were his muse, and Jervis had a way of making you believe it.
You finally met someone who loved the book and fantasy world as much as you did. It honestly felt like a match made in heaven.
Jervis pulled you from these thoughts with a soft knock on the fitting room door.
"Darling, please don't make me wait any longer. I am dying to see you."
The slight rasp in his voice had you melting.
You took one last look in the mirror and pulled open the door, meeting Jervis's relieved face.
His eyes widened a bit as he took you in, a growing smile spreading across his lips.
You had found the perfect dress at this store. A baby blue silk dress with a white sash fit wonderfully across your waist. The material stopped right at your knees and flared out a bit, accentuating your figure beautifully.
You had even found a pair of black heels that fit perfectly with the dress. You felt like a princess, like you were in your own wonderland.
Jervis took your hands in his and pulled you close to him, his eyes lifting to meet yours.
"You are the most remarkable person I have ever met," he spoke softly, lifting your right hand to his lips.
Even after all of this time together, you still couldn't help but flush at his words.
He raised your arm up and made you do a little spin so he could get a better look at your outfit.
"I feel like I look just like her," you remarked, referring to the character you adored so much.
He chuckled a bit. "I would say even better."
He took a couple steps back and admired you some more, making you feel a little shy once again.
"I think you're missing something, however."
You tilted your head in confusion at this.
"What?" you asked softly.
It was then that Jervis pulled out a small black box, handing it to you.
"For you, my love."
You could feel the smile that graced your features stretch even more as you took the box and began to undo the elegant ribbon wrapped around it.
Once the lid was off, your eyes were immediately fixed at the glittering sight before you.
In the box sat an antique necklace, the pendant being a small clock that was ticking along with the seconds.
You could feel your jaw drop open at its beauty. Out of all the accessories and clothes Jervis has gotten you, this really took the cake. You had always rambled on and on about finding something like this, and now seeing it right in front of you only proved to you that this was the perfect choice. There was no way you were ever going to take this off once it was on.
"Jervis..." you whispered, still completely in awe.
"It took me ages to find it," he responded just as quietly.
You gently traced your finger along the gold exterior, relishing in how the cool metal felt against your skin.
"I love you," was all you could get out.
There was not another thought in your mind other than this.
You looked up at him and found him still gazing at you, his eyes a bit glassy.
"As do I love you."
He pressed a warm kiss to your lips, only pulling away to help clasp the exquisite piece of jewelry around your neck.
As you played with the little clock hanging against your chest, Jervis was already leading you out of the store, ready to start the surprise date night he had planned.
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Nico smut where you finally get intimate after having a baby? maybe reader is insecure about her body so Nico just worships her
A/N: Mmmm intimacy and sex. We love to see it ❤️ Thank you so much for this request. My heart was literally exploding and aching and bouncing with joy writing this. I love these type of requests that make you feel as a reader and a writer. Hope you enjoy it and thanks for being patient while waiting for this one!
Part of What My World Spins Around AU.
Reminder: although I am posting requests right now, they are closed. I am just getting caught up.
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: SMUT 18+ Content, Body image issues, swearing, drinking, babies/pregnancy talk.
Across the table, my husband is absolutely salivating.
And it has little to do with the sushi rolls we are currently stuffing in our faces. After 9 looooooong months without my favorite cuisine, it was a relief when Nico suggested this restaurant for the second visit this week.
But, again, the look on his face is not because of food. It’s because of me.
“Nico.” I snort after taking a sip of my mango martini.
“Hm?” He asks, thumb stroking across the top of my hand that he holds in the center of the table.
“Tone it down a bit.”
“I can’t.” He shrugs. “I finally get to have you. And you’re just eating sushi over there like you’re not dying at the thought of feeling me between your thighs again.”
“I’m still thinking about the other thing that was between my thighs 6 weeks ago.” I gesture with my other hand. “Ya know, our daughter.” His shoulders deflate a bit and I can tell I’ve bruised his ego. I bite my lip. I didn’t mean to do that, but it’s the truth. Birth is traumatic. A lot happens to your body before, during, and after. It’s a wild ride.
“I understand.” He nods, giving my hand a squeeze. “Sorry, I just assumed when they told you everything was okay today that you would… Yeah, that’s on me. I’m sorry. I should have-“
“Neeks, you’re absolutely fucking me tonight.” I cut him off. He visibly relaxes, happy grin stretching his lips.
“Okay.” We share a soft laugh, my cheeks tinting red at the obvious excitement returning to his face. He glances between me and my last piece of sushi.
“Patience.”
“It’s been 8 weeks and 4 days since I’ve had you.” He blurts out. “And since you texted me the green flag earlier, I have been painfully hard.”
“It has not been that long since I helped you out.” He blinks at me, waiting for an elaboration. “I sucked you off in the kitchen the other day.”
“Oh I remember. Vividly. I just wanted you to say it out loud.”
“You’re such a slut, Hischier.”
“Only for you, Hischier.” He murmurs, gnawing on his bottom lip as the waitress comes to ask if we want anything else. “The check would be great.” Nico says without taking his eyes from me. I roll my eyes, hiding my smile with another sip of my drink.
When we get home, we both cross our fingers that our baby is asleep. Ryan Graves and his girlfriend, Clare, offered to watch Lucie so we could enjoy a night out. All three humans are passed out in the living room when we enter.
“Gravy.” Nico snickers, poking the defenseman’s shoulder. He startles awake.
“Holy shit.” He mutters. “Sorry. This baby stuff is hard. I’m exhausted.”
“Welcome to the club.” I laugh, walking to Lucie and seeing her perfectly swaddled, on her back in her bassinet.
“We just did the round of eating and changing, so she should be good for a bit.”
“Great.” I grin. “So you guys gonna have one?”
“Not yet.” Clare laughs honestly, but the look she gives to Ryan makes me think it isn’t too far off.
“When you’re ready, it’s literally the best thing.” Nico murmurs, coming to slide a hand around my waist. He presses his finger tips into my stomach, pulling me back to where he is rock hard against my butt.
“Well, we will get out of your hair. Gotta get my baby to bed.” Clare jokes, nudging Ryan towards the door.
“Why am I so tired? All I did was hold her?” Ryan mutters as they work towards the entry way. I follow, leaving my horny husband in the living room to cover his situation.
“Bye! Thanks again!” I wave to them, then shut the front door. The air in the house instantly changes when we are alone… with our sleeping baby.
I come back into the living room to find Nico staring at her. His brown eyes are absolute mush, taking in the center of his world. He brings his gaze to me. I lick my bottom lip then tuck it between my teeth. Nico begins to move towards me. I feel my breathing accelerate as he reaches for my hips. I toss my arms around his shoulders. Our mouths crash together, lips and tongues caressing each other shamelessly.
“I can’t wait anymore.” He whispers harshly against my mouth. “If you touch me, I’ll come in my pants.” I pull my head back to let out a loud laugh at his eagerness. Our baby startles in her crib. Both Nico and I hold our breath, clutching each other desperately, praying she settles herself back down. She stays asleep.
“We should leave this room.” I tell him. He nods, grabbing the portable baby monitor from the counter and hooking it to her bassinet. We both run up the hall as quietly and fast as possible.
When we get to the bedroom, all of my confidence begins to shatter. It starts when he brushes his hands innocently over my leftover baby pooch. I shiver, thinking of what that’s going to look like fully exposed. Then, his fingers run lovingly over my back, stroking a few bulges of pudge left there too. My eyes close, trying to enjoy his strokes on my ass, but I think of just a few inches forward, wondering if it’s all going to be the same for him. He’s been counting the days down; what if he’s disappointed in me now?
Nico kisses his way along my jaw. I squeeze my eyes shut as he works on the button on my jeans. I feel like every part of me is jiggling with his movement. HIs fingers brush against the baby pooch again. I react, gripping his wrist to halt his movements.
“What?” He asks, pulling back to look at me. My eyes are still shut.
“Can we turn the lights off?”
“Ah…” He chuckles. “I kinda wanna see you, babe. It’s been awhile.”
“Yeah I know. Um, and I’m different.” I say quietly. My eyes open to look at him. He wears an inquisitive look that stretches the corners of his lips into a deep frown. A wrinkle appears between his eyebrows. “I look different.” My voice is small as I reiterate what I know.
Nico steps away to take me in. I reach down to cover what is exposed of my abdomen.
“Put those hands down.”
“Nico.”
“Baby.” I feel my bottom lip wobble as I drop my hands. “Beautiful. I wish you could see what I do when I look at you. You’re stunning. I want to worship you. I want to kiss every single part of pregnancy left on your body.” He reaches for my hand. I weave our fingers together, looking at our feet. He steps closer, nudging my chin up to look at him. “You have given us the greatest gift. And I love every single reminder of that on you now.” His hand, linked with mine, comes up and runs along the stretch marks fanning across my lower abdomen. “I’m going to praise every bit of it on you for the rest of our lives, starting with tonight.”
“Ugh, you are so sweet.” I mumble, stepping forward to kiss him hard. His hands go around my hips, into my jeans, then to my bare ass cheeks. He squeezes them heftily, grinding me against his front.
Together, we undress each other. Nico’s shirt get tossed. My jeans are pushed down. He kicks off his pants around his ankles and we are both left in our underwear. He nudges me back towards our bed, sitting me down on it. I work my way back, without letting our kiss break. When I’m flat, Nico arranges one of my legs around his waist so he can rub against my folds. I moan into his mouth. While still giving kisses, his hand works it’s way between our bodies, feeling at my entrance. I hold my breath, listening to the sound of me slick against him. Nico pulls roughly away, pausing.
“I need a minute.” He laughs, looking up at the ceiling. I reach for him, seeing the wetness puddling on his gray, boxer briefs. I stroke at the wet spot, feeling his slit as Nico hisses. “No. Stop.” He says horsely, gripping my wrist. “I was serious about cumming in my pants.”
I sigh happily as I stare up at his chin from my back. A smile stretches my lips, thinking that there isn’t much sexier than an NHL captain needing to wait so he isn’t a two pump chump. I trail my finger nails along the ridges of his abdomen, admiring my red nails complimenting his muscles. It looks sexy with light, pink trails popping up after they pass over an area. Nico tilts his head down to watch too as the goosebumps dot his skin.
“Ready?” He asks me, sweet eyes watching every flicker on my face.
“Yes.” I stare as he pulls his underwear down, kicking it off to the floor. My heart begins to beat fast in my body as I lift my hips for him to do the same to me. He gently spreads my knees so he can drink in the view. He moans, immediately leaning down and placing his lips on my folds. He kisses all along them as my breath quivers. My eyebrows crinkle in need when his tongue snakes out.
“Fuck.” I moan, whimpering at the end as he digs in deeper. He circles my entrance with his finger, working it in, sliding it in and out. “Nicooo.” It’s been so long since I’ve had any sort of an orgasm. Nico pulls it from me with a few more strokes. He kisses up my abdomen as I recover. He comes to my lips, hovering there to look into my eyes.
“Ive missed this side of you, babe.” He nuzzles my cheek with his nose, kissing along to my jaw, then to my throat. “Your sweet noises. The way you whisper my name before you come.” I feel him place himself against my entrance, slowly rolling in a circle to get me ready for him.
When he pushes in, he is affectionate, mindful of his size and my sensitivity. I bite my lip, trying not to wince as his head inches in. This is much more than a finger. I can’t help but tense in anticipation with each slow push forward.
“Relax, baby. I’m gonna take care of you.” He feathers kisses along my breasts. My nipples are a no-go right now, but his mouth on my swells are enough to make pleasure seep from between my lips. Once he feels me relax, he slides in the rest of the way. He stays right there, filling me, pulling back to watch my face. “I love you so much.” He nuzzles our noses together then presses his lips over mine. “You are perfect. So incredible.” I bring my hands to his back, stroking his skin.
“I love you.” I repeat to him, leaning up to connect our lips again. “I trust you.”
“Tell me when.” He pulls out again, then slowly eases in once more. This time feels better, a flicker of fire dashing up my body, making a noise spurt from my throat.
“I’m ready.” I whisper in his ear as he places his head down by mine to focus.
He begins to move in and out, tenderly, then builds to a tempo that has me wiggling beneath him. He props himself up on his arms, biceps flexing from his weight as he pumps his hips- all the way in then almost all the way out. My mouth falls into an “O” heavy breathing falling from my lips as my fingers grip him tighter. Nico groans in appreciation.
“That’s it, baby. Dig your finger nails into me… just… like.. that.” He murmurs as he hits that spot inside of me. “Fuck. I’m obsessed with how you feel.” He is moaning with me now, barely able to speak his words.
I run my fingers in opposite directions on his back. One goes to his ass, pushing his bare cheeks into me harder with each thrust. The other goes to his hair, gripping his long strands as he fucks me deeper. Everything else has disappeared except for the points we are connecting with each other. Nico’s hand comes to my clit, rubbing me in large, dainty circles, just enough to get me to shake against him. He turns down to watch my face. “You look so beautiful when I’m fucking you, baby.” He is grinning, teeth shinning as he watches my breathing shorten more, cheeks flush, eyes close.
“Holy… fucking.. fuck.” I sob to Nico as I come. He unleashes into me immediately after my first wave grips him. Swiss German spews from his lips aggressively as pulse after pulse passes through us. I cling to him, muscles spasming, hovering off the bed before collapsing back onto the mattress, breathing heavy, sporadic puffs. His hands go around me and he rolls us, so I collapse on top of his chest. He pants beneath my body weight, stroking his hand from my hair to my butt cheeks.
We lay there there for several minutes, neither of us able to speak.
Nico’s fingers run through my hair, gripping the strands in his fist to list my face up towards his. It’s gentle, but the act has me imagining the nastier nights we’ve had. I push out a silent breath, lips forming a tight O. He registers the depth of my gaze, lost in our old memories, then grins devilishly at me.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fantastic.” I tell him, chuckling. “Can’t believe you lasted that long.”
“I was pulling out all the stops in my mind.” He shakes his head, eyes widening. “Almost didn’t make it to stroke four.” I press my mouth to the underside of his chin. “Mmm.” He grunts in appreciation.
“Thank you.” I whisper. “You always know what I need to feel loved. I… was so worried earlier and you made everything okay. You always do.”
“You know you’re all I need, babe. And if you’re happy, I’m happy.”
“I’m pretty content right now, but a bath with you would really seal the deal.” I admit to him. “Maybe rub some bubbles on some dirty places…” I trail off, meeting his gaze.
“Yes, please. Once wasn’t enough.” He maneuvers me off of him and onto my side after a slap on the ass.
He gives me a smooch before disappearing into our bathroom to set the stage for round 2.
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"I'm not jealous, you are jealous."
With Primo
This is anon and it’s definitely not Beth ❤️
I love you and I like you thank you bye
Oof, okay, this one got more feelsy that I was aiming for. Sorry not sorry.
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“Buongiorno, sorella.” Primo’s greeting sounds unusually formal and a bit flat when you walk into the greenhouse. Not his usual warm welcome or his smile. In fact, he hasn’t looked up from his work table where he was fussing over one of his plants.
“… Good morning, Papa.” You respond, sounding more like you’re asking a question than offering a hello. “It’s nearly tea time.”
It’s become a habit over the last few weeks. Tea with Primo in the greenhouse at 10:30. Late enough in the morning that he’s ready for a break and early enough to give you some time to spend together before lunch. It’s… something. Neither of you have been willing to name it or put rules to it. It simply is what it is and you’re content knowing that you’re both comfortable and happy with your arrangement, without worrying too much about the rest. Sharing his bed (or work bench, or chair, or whatever else is at hand) when the mood strikes, and enjoying his company just as much.
You walk over, setting the tea tray down on the bench next to where he’s working. Primo still doesn’t look, shifting his weight subtly to make any attempt at a kiss on the cheek awkward if not impossible. It’s not like him to behave that way and definitely not like him to not even offer a thank you for bringing pastries from the kitchens.
“Not today, I think.” He says bluntly. “I am very busy.”
You blink at him for a long moment. “Replanting that hosta? Primo, if you’re going to lie to me, could you at least make it less insultingly transparent?”
He huffs. “I did not think you would come today. I have things to do.”
“Why wouldn’t I come today, of all days?” That’s all the patience you have for talking to his back and you walk around him to actually see his face. “If I did something, I wish you would tell me.”
“You did nothing. I just assume you would be with Cardinal Doyle this morning. Too busy for tea out here.” He says Doyle’s name like a curse, his mouth twisting sourly.
It takes a moment for the meaning to sink in, like an unexpected slap in the face. You had been talking to the Cardinal or, more like, he was talking to you. The other Sisters had already warned you about that man and his wandering hands. He was a menace and a pest, and also had seniority. It was very hard not to talk to him once he got it in his head to talk to you.
“What on Earth are you talking about, Primo? Do you mean at breakfast?”
“In the hall, si. You seemed very interested in what he had to say. I hear him telling you to come to his office later.” He finally looks at you, trying to keep his face neutral but his pale eye glows in the muted light of the greenhouse. “You are not obligated here, Sorella. If you wish to meet with the Cardinal, I am capable of entertaining myself.”
“Are you being serious right now?” You stare at him, stunned. “Where is this coming from all of a sudden?”
“Are you forgetting who you are talking to?” In all the time you’ve known him, you’ve never heard Primo play the I am Papa card. Definitely not with you. He’s told you more times than you care to count that he’s too old for juvenile dick measuring contests. I always win those anyway, he winks every time.
But not today, apparently.
“I thought I knew. But I’m starting to wonder.” You pause and look at him, pieces clicking together. “Are you… Are you jealous???”
Primo scoffs and dusts the dirt off his hands, marching across the greenhouse to look for a larger pot. “Now you are just being ridiculous!”
“Me!? You’re the one who’s all bent out of shape because I was talking to Cardinal Doyle – who approached me by the way! He’s my superior, what was I meant to do? Walk away? I’m so sorry, Cardinal, Papa Primo will be absolutely miserable if I talk to anyone else! A rule I was supposed to just intuit, as it happens. I know, very odd, but you must know that I can read Papa’s mind and know exactly what he wants without him ever actually telling me!”
That certainly got his attention. Primo turned back, pulling himself up tall. It was easy to forget how imposing he could be. Easy to forget that Papa Secondo was his little brother. His little brother who still wouldn’t cross the eldest Emeritus. But you are quickly reminded, fighting the urge to try and shrink down, to back away.
“You may speak to whomever you wish, Sorella. You do not belong to me, clearly. If it is Doyle you want, you have my blessing. May the Old One bring you both nothing but happiness.” His tone was icy cold.
“You are jealous!” Is all you can think to retort. Maybe not your finest comeback and definitely not ideal timing, but no one ever said you were good at keeping your mouth shut.
“I am not jealous. You are jealous!” Primo snaps.
This time you do stand there, looking like he slapped you. Part of you wants to laugh at the absurdity and part wants to scream. Not able to make a decision, what finally comes out of your mouth is simply, “Who in all the depths of hell is it I’m jealous of, exactly?”
“I see you yesterday, and several days before that, Sorella. Don’t think I am so old and feeble I don’t notice. The way you glare daggers at Sorella Abigail when she comes to talk with me.” There mockery in his tone meant to get under your skin and it works all too well.
“Abigail???” You are very aware of how loud you’ve both gotten and the greenhouse walls aren’t thick. But to hell with it. “You think I’m jealous of Abigail???”
“Si, Sorella.” He fires back snidely. “You deny it?”
“Satanas, I think I had better just go get your brothers because I think they may need to take you to the doctor for whatever head injury you’ve apparently suffered. Jealous of Abigail. Lucifer be merciful. Of all the absurd things you could have said. The last person I will ever be jealous of is that catty, manipulative, power hungry little social climber. You can talk to her whenever you want, Papa, I just thought she was making a damned fool of herself, aiming to be rejected by the third Papa this month!”
“And you were, what? Going to Doyle’s office just for a nice chat? Hmm? Everyone here knows who he is. What he does. Don’t tell me you don’t know. I see right through you. You want to fuck that stronzo, you go ahead. And when you are sorry and disappointed, don’t come back here crying to me. I try to warn you.” He slams the bigger pot for the hosta down on the bench so hard it cracks.
“I don’t want to fuck Doyle!” You shout back at him. The shadow of a ghoul on the greenhouse wall freezes, pressing a little closer to listen. You know that silhouette. “SWISS, FUCK OFF!”
The shadow skitters away, leaving you to your shouting match.
“I was only talking to him because his fucking sister is a florist and she knows people who deal in rare flowers, you absolute dickhead! All I wanted was her number so I could surprise you because it’s your birthday next month! But I suppose I won’t need to worry about that now, will I? I don’t need to ask you what this is or if you want more. I don’t need to tell you how I feel. You’re the brilliant Papa who’s already got it all figured out. It’s Doyle I want, right? Just my type. Creepy scumbag who keeps trying to feel me up. Not the man I actually spend all my free time with. Not the man I actually get excited to see.” Your anger and your hurt collide and your voice cracks. All the energy you’d had for yelling vanishing at once.
“Not the man I actually love.” Your eyes drop to the floor because it hurts to look at him, and all you can manage is a tired sigh. “I’m so sorry I bothered you, Papa. Please forgive me. I won’t keep you from your work any longer.”
His hand catches your elbow before you can reach the door and when you look back at him, there’s something panicked and uncertain in his eyes. A hope he’s afraid to give voice to, half certain it will crumble to dust if he tries.
“You don’t mean that.” It’s not angry or even accusing. Just disbelief.
The tears on your cheeks burn like acid. Traitors, every one of them. “You’re going to call me a liar now too?”
“Tesoro…”
“Don’t snip at me about treating you like you’re old and feeble and then tell me you didn’t know, Primo.” You hang your head and give in to the exhaustion. “I love you. Of course I love you. I spend every morning waiting to come out here just to see you. To be with you. To be close to you. You had to know.”
“Why didn’t you say?” His hand slips from your elbow to your hand.
“Say what, Primo? That it wasn’t enough? Because it was. It was enough to just… to just have you to myself for a little while. A few minutes. An hour. Whatever I got. I could make it enough because it was better than nothing. And if… if I said it and it was wrong… it would vanish. I couldn’t… I couldn’t risk that.”
His warm arms envelope you, wrapping you in the smell of fresh turned earth and a dozen different herbs you can’t hope to name all of. The sound of his heartbeat, faster than its usual steady rhythm. His hand rubbing your back, soothing and calm.
“Mi dispiace.” That voice, that’s the one you know. Primo’s voice. “Mi dispiace, angelo mio. Forgive me. I don’t have an excuse. I am a fool. A fool who doesn’t deserve you.”
His finger hooks under your chin and lifts it to look you in the eye. Gently drying your tears, cupping your cheek. “I thought…” He sighs, shaking his head at himself. “I see the way he hangs around you. Like a fly, always buzzing. But you smile, you laugh and I think… Satan knows what I think. Stupid, ridiculous, petty things. Because he is still young, he is flashy and confident… And I am…”
“Perfect.” You finish for him. “You are perfect.”
Primo presses his forehead to yours and closes his eyes. “Far from perfect. But for you, fiore mio, I will keep trying to be.” His lips brush against yours softly. “Anch'io ti amo… from the start. The very beginning. No matter how many times I tell myself you don’t need an old man holding you back. I can’t help it. I don’t want to. Ti amo. Ti amo tanto. Ti amo così tanto che non riesco a pensare lucidamente.”
When you stretch up to kiss him again, it’s no light brushing of lips. Your hands catch the back of his neck and you kiss him deeply, passionately, the way you’ve held back from anywhere but bed. Worried it would overstep some line. Break some unwritten rule. But he leans into the kiss, meeting you with equal desire and need. His arms crushing you to himself.
When you finally break away and look back at him, it’s like seeing a new man. “Does that mean we can still have tea?”
“No.” He says firmly. Letting you go and taking your hand, he starts walking quickly toward the far end of the greenhouse, hidden by a thick layer of foliage, to the private room you two have made use of before.
“No. Today, amore, I still have apologies to make and lost time to make up for.”
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Anch'io ti amo = I love you too
Ti amo. Ti amo tanto. Ti amo così tanto che non riesco a pensare lucidamente. = I love you. I love you so much. I love you so much I can't think straight.
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Hi, first time ever sending an ask like this but I needed to tell you how much I love what you write and that I am absolutely grateful you also write for amab sevika 🥺🙏❤️ I was wondering if you maybe would write amab sevika having sex with an insecure afab nonbinary reader and Sev kissing their top surgery scars and doing a bit of body worship? 🥺 Thank you 😭🙏❤️
of course!! this is gonna be a little less smutty because i just wrote a big ol' smut piece last night so i'm all smutted out rn, so i hope that's okay!
disclaimer! i'm cis, so i'm unfamiliar with the specifics of top surgery. if i got anything wrong, please lmk and i'll fix it right away! :)
men and minors dni
first of all, if you guys are together when you get top surgery, sevika would almost be more excited than you.
it's not that she doesn't love your tits. (she does.)
but she loves you so much more, and she knows top surgery is going to make you so happy, and she's so excited for you.
your recovery is uncomfortable and painful as it always is, but it's a little more bearable when sevika's waiting on you hand and foot, grinning each time she changes your bandages and sees your still-swollen but now flat chest.
each night, she'd insist she be the one to rub your scar-fading cream over the scars on your chest.
and each time, she'd press a kiss right over your heart as she rubs it in.
when you're fully healed, sevika wouldn't be able to keep her hands to herself.
not really in a sexual context (we'll get to that in a second) but just because she wants to reassure you and touch you and soothe the scars on your chest.
she's always tracing over the scars, slipping her hand up your shirt to gently rub her thumb back and forth over them.
if you're ever feeling insecure (maybe the scars are lopsided or really obvious, maybe your nipples look a little different now, or you don't have any at all, maybe you're just feeling blah about your body) sevika's the first person to notice something's off-- sometimes even before you do.
"what's wrong?" sevika asks when she wanders into the bathroom and finds you tracing your top surgery scars. you huff.
"nothin'." you say. she shoots you a skeptical look as she approaches you, both hands on your hips and her chin hooking over your shoulder to lock eyes with you in the mirror.
slowly, her hands creep up your side until she's holding your chest, gently tracing over the scars as she presses kisses to your neck and cheek.
"i love you." she whispers. "you're perfect, y'know." she says.
(it's always easy to believe her, especially when you can feel her dick growing hard against your ass.)
in the bedroom, sevika'd always have her mouth on your scars. tracing them with her tongue, pressing kisses to the center of your chest or your nipples, sucking hickeys underneath the scars to decorate them.
she still sleeps on your chest-- slightly less comfortable now without the fat of your breasts to cushion her-- but she doesn't care.
sometimes, you wake up to her whispering secrets to the scars.
"so pretty. so perfect."
"fuckin' sexy ass body."
and your favorite so far, "you made 'em so happy. never saw 'em smile as big as they did when they first saw their new chest. thank you." whispered reverently against the scar tissue on your skin.
you had to snap your eyes shut to pretend to be sleeping when she pulled back away, not wanting her to know you caught her.
she knows, though. she can hear your rapid heart beat beneath her ear as she settles back down. she doesn't say anything, just presses a kiss to your skin, a smile on her lips.
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telling the brothers they would look pretty with a ring I Beelzebub & Belphegor
Request: Hi, may i ask for a request where mc tells the demon brothers that they would look pretty with a ring?
AN: IM BACK!! UGHHHHH I'm so sorry for the long wait, school is an absolute mess. I missed writing here so much y'all. I swear I'll try to post as much headcanons and dialogues as much as I can BUT I PROMISE YOU, NO MATTER HOW QUIET I MAY BE, IM STILL ALIVE❤️❤️
NOTE: NONE OF THESE IMAGES ARE MINE, NOR AM I TRYING TO SELL THEM.
📜 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃!! 📜
Lucifer & Mammon
Leviathan, Satan & Asmodeus
Beelzebub
Now hear him out. He’s willing to eat literally anything. You’ve seen him eat things you had never imagined being eaten by a person—not that it was edible in the first place, but he’s done it.
He had just gotten finished with his monthly nail painting schedule with Asmo, and his hands looked absolutely fresh and pampered. You never really took notice of how strong yet delicate his hands looked. They were usually slathered in sauce for you to notice.
“Honey, have you ever tried a ring on before? Your hands are gorgeous”
Beel felt his heart flutter—a dumb smile forming on his face. He loved the idea of keeping something that made him feel like he was connected to you. Despite that, you both knew a ring with a gem on top would just look like a bedazzled onion ring to him.
Because of this, he decided to practice with some ring pops. Not even a whole day had passed, he had already eaten 6 pieces. The poor guy was really trying though. He wanted to have a legitimate matching ring with you that could last long, so he did.
This baby had practiced for so long that once he got the hang of not eating something for once, he immediately went out to buy some for the both of you.
You were in the kitchen preparing some food for Beel when he suddenly burst through the entrance wearing a huge smile on his face. He excitedly plopped down on one of the stools and extended his hand. On it laid a small box with a little bow on top. You opened it to find a ring in the shape of a spatula, kinda like SpongeBob’s. You were obviously confused and he said he wanted something he can remember you by, lifting his hand to show you his.
“I know it’s hard for me not to eat something like this, but I’ll really try! I want you to know that no matter what I eat, you’ll always be my one and only little chef <3.”
He made sure never to try and eat his despite it being so tempting. When he’s had a rough day, he’ll look at his ring and start getting back to his happy ol self—knowing he’ll get to see and hold you at the end of the day.
Belphegor
The both of you decided to have a picnic date underneath the stars in the planetarium. Despite his usual sleepy demeanor, he was excitedly pointing at each constellation he could find. He spoke about how each constellation had a story to tell, not of those you and other humans know from mythology and instead about how they told the story of the three realms. This obviously sparked your interest and asked plenty of questions…for the first part.
It’s not that you got bored or anything, it’s just that his finger looked so soft and supple. He continued, failing to notice your silence and just rationalizing it as you appreciating the stories. He was about to tell you more until you wordlessly took his hand in yours and admired it? He couldn’t really tell.
“Ya know, we should try putting a ring on this. Your finger would look great with one, Baby”
A small tint of pink would dust his cheeks with his signature grin. He looked at you with fondness while his mind spun with the different rings that could express his undying love for you. After a few hours, you both decided to call it a night and get back to your rooms before you get caught by Lucifer.
On your next date though, you were surprised to see Belphie pulling a box out of his pocket. You felt as if your heart was about to beat out of your chest, thinking he was about to propose or something. He noticed your panicked face and reassured you it wasn’t the case. He opened it to reveal a beautiful Little Dipper ring with tiny gemstones connecting to form the constellation. He placed it on your finger and it slipped in perfectly.
“You might not know this, but the Big Dipper and Little Dipper are said to represent how vast and endless one’s love and connection are. We were separated by two worlds but I know that no matter what lifetime or form we take, you are the one for me, my Little Dipper.”
”Does this mean I can call you Big D.”
He makes sure to always wear his, even when he goes to sleep at night. Whenever he’s out and the stars are nowhere to be seen, he looks down at his finger and knows that there’s always one star that shines through the dark and empty sky.
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May I recommend some One Piece fics? One of them has me clawing the walls and wanting to write ten billion fics about all the OP women _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): and the other fundamentally changed me as a human being.
The former is a Robin centred fic and the latter is a Sanji centred fic. If you have read these before, sorry if I’m just parroting what you’ve already read! Also please feel no pressure to read these, I just wanted to share with a fellow OP enjoyer :DDD
Sanji Fic: Custom of the Sea - 17K: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39516201?view_adult=true
So this one really, REALLY explores Sanji’s duties as a chef and how far he’d be willing to go to ensure that his crew won’t starve (if you know what the title of the fic means then you’re halfway there) and there are heavy warnings at the start of the fic that I won’t repeat but I will state that the fic is tagged with “angst with a happy ending” so a heaping helping of optimism is needed whilst reading!
(I did not read the tags thoroughly though I still enjoyed the fic, but please don’t be as silly as me)
I love when a One Piece fic explores the connections between the Straw Hats (some more than others, cough ZORO cough) and I especially love the flashbacks we get with Chef Zeff— I will never be able to stop thinking about them and clutching at my chest like I’m trying to ease an unseen weight (the burden, oh the burden of loving a fictional blond man).
I love how Sanji is written, how we get to see him reduced to his base components, how as he thins with each day we see what becomes transparent beneath all the layers; who he truly is when stripped down to the bone.
^ tryhard
There is also a scene that is so reverent; so intimate; so raw that it feels like a violation to intrude upon such a private moment and a discourtesy that it isn’t being analysed and examined by every literature study or professor alive. Wow it fucks me up that this fic only has 8K hits. The author also writes some good ZoSan fics if that’s also something you’d like :))
Robin Fic: What is and What could never be - 58K (unfinished as far as I’m aware): https://archiveofourown.org/works/42768912/chapters/107441889
Robin. Has. A child.
[incoherent wailing about motherhood, unconditional love, the fear of loving someone and letting them love you back, love you thought you lost but has endured all along]
I haven’t even finished it yet nor am I even anywhere close in the timeline in which the fic takes place but I already know it’s one of my favourite fics I’ve read, and has made me realised that I have overlooked the OP women in the most egregious manner possible.
I absolutely adore your OP character analysis videos, and having your big brain analysis sitting in the back of my mind while reading this fic has made me appreciate and enjoy this fic tenfold.
Nico Robin I love you in a way that heals me and hurts me.
I am also a tremendous sucker for Frobin (the author wrote smut for this fic which 😳) but I also adore her relationships with Chopper, Nami and Luffy which absolutely enamoured me and has scorched my brain, leaving a permanent mark. Also extremely cruel and wicked that this fic only has 8K hits.
Anyway I wrote all of this at 1am, so if I sound mad it’s because I am. Thanks for creating hilarious and extremely insightful analysis videos, I’ve been watching your channel since the MHA character design video (I still burst out laughing thinking about Todoroki’s design sometimes) and I always look forward to new vids :D
Thank you for these but I can’t promise I’ll read them haha, I don’t tend to read too many fics but I appreciate the thought. I know you didn’t do it here but I also ask to please not send me smut fics or anything since I’m not an nsfw account and also a stranger to you guys 😅
And thank you so much for enjoying my content! ❤️
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I’m sorry, but you know you can’t upload another piece to Alford Plea and not expect me to barge into your inbox like it’s not already my home and give you a sentence by sentence report. I mean, i am legally married to it and you did officiate the wedding.
Like an actual goddamned vision, he leans against the wall, still in his chef whites (with sleeves sluttily folded up to his forearms now that service is over, like he knows you like) and completely silent.
SLUT!! No but I can just picture this and it’s perfect 🤤🤤🤤
The most aggravating man in the world and you still want to jump his bones when he looks at you like that.
Ugh!! I’ve never heard anything more true
Ah’m gonna head off—oh!” It’s Soap. Of course, it’s Soap. Who else but Johnny would save your life in this godforsaken kitchen that was run by the actual devil.
I literally squealed!! I love Soap in this series ❤️ my little pot wash 😍😍😍 I’m so happy to see him make a return!!
“Erm…I—I don’t know, bonnie. You, uh,” he hesitates and his eyes quickly flick to Simon before they come back to yours. “You’re a good friend and ah’love you. But he pays m’wages. And the two of ye’re screwin’ so—”
I do not blame soap… not in the slightest but damn no help at all? Traitor!
You do as he says, taking off layer by layer of your clothing. When you’re done, he stands in front of you with a small smile. “Beautiful,” he whispers. “Such a gorgeous girl. And all mine, yeah?”
“Mhm,” you agree.
“Say it.”
“I’m all yours, Simon.”
“Good girl,” he praises, and you feel your breath stutter in your chest.
When I tell I just melted 🫠🫠🫠 I love him so much!! I swear!!!! He just knows exactly what to say 💕
Simon Riley’s not a man who smiles a lot. Being with you may have made him soft and a fool in love, but every one of his shy, dimpled grins are so special, so unique, that you feel like you need to earn them.
OMFG!! Dimples!!! I am weeping! I need to see it!!
I loved this piece! I hold it close to my heart with the rest of the story 💕 Every little window into their lives is precious and I savor every one, I think about them often! About going out to their restaurant and seeing what it’s like, what they’d serve. About being a fly on the wall in the kitchen and listening to their heated banter. About what it’s like when the kitchen closes down and it’s just the two of them, packing things up and going home together. When they go home in the evening and decompress from a stressful shift and when they wake up early in the morning just to head back in and start up the prep 💕 chopping endless piles of parsley and tomatoes and onions but they do it together and that makes it all bearable.
I’m sorry, I know I’m rambling, I just absolutely adore these two and their story. Your story.
Anyways… I love you and your writing and I’m grateful for every piece. You’ve got a gift bestie and you’ve gifted us with sharing it. I’m smacking a kiss to your forehead 😘❤️🫶
Babygirl 💕💕💕 ILYSM! And just for you, ONLY FOR YOU, here's a little something. You wanted a sneak peak into what goes on in Simon's kitchen during the mornings when they're together starting prep? You got it!
Takes place during their early early days of dating — not quite in love, but kissing the seams…
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It's quiet, but you know intimately of this kind of quiet’s transient nature. You focus on the soothing, familiar motion of your knife on the chopping board, while he stands behind your station, methodically sharpening his knife. The only sounds in the kitchen are the low, electric hum of the walk-in, the wet whooshes of his knife moving down the body of the whetstone and your constant chop chop chop of the seemingly endless bunches of parsley in front of you.
It’s a crisp morning, not quite warm in the kitchen yet but…you’re glowing from the inside. It’s him. The cosiest jumper you own and the spiciest hot chocolate you’d ever had doesn’t even start to compare. His presence warms you from the inside out, and it’s strange to dwell on it for too long, making you feel like the ground under your feet’s been swept away and you’re falling, falling, falling.
When he walks past you, his arm brushes yours, and it’s ridiculous, the speed with which your heart takes off in your chest. You stand in front of an open flame for a living and still, your cheeks have never been warmer, all from that one action. He’d loved you for hours the night before—and you him—and still, your heart tries to beat out of its chest at that single touch, maybe the most innocent one you’ve both shared.
But, oh. He freezes for a moment when the back of his hand makes contact with yours too, and you wonder if he feels what you feel. Warmth and electricity and a gentle, insistent voice in the back of his mind whispering yes, this is right, this feels so right, doesn’t this feel so right?
You take a deep, shaky breath and try to bring your attention back to the herb in front of you, vividly green and curly and fragrant and—
“Coffee, love?”
To your utter embarrassment, your breath sounds shaky when you exhale. When you look up at him, he’s too close. Clouding your mind and your judgement and god, you want to kiss him. You want to feel that sharp jaw under your fingertips and his slightly crooked nose against the side of yours, and that shudder in his spine when your tongue touches his—
“...love? Coffee?”
“Yeah. Please.”
You want to chide him for pulling you out of your daydream. If you can’t make it a reality, then he should’ve left you to it. But then he smiles, one of those rare ones, with those dimples on display, and his fingers graze your cheek and then he walks away. You’re not in love, you tell yourself. It’s too soon. But if falling in love with Simon is a peak to conquer, then you’re convinced you’re afflicted with summit fever.
#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#cod mw2#ghost mw2#ghost fluff#simon riley fanfic#alford plea#lumi writes#ask#xintothewoodswegox
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okay so full disclosure I'm not anon-
anyway I randomly stumbled across your tweet about that ask you got. it totally made my day to see something so positive and heartwarming!! I nearly just kept scrolling, but then realized that I never, y'know, looked at the art they were complimenting?? felt kinda silly to do the exact same thing the anon felt guilty of and not make it right
so anyway that's the story of how I started scrolling through your account for the past 30 minutes and why I literally cannot stop (also fun fact I had already liked a couple of your art pieces without realizing all of them were by you!). I absolutely adore how you render things with so. much. CHARACTER! like that hero of Hyrule drawing?? I can't get enough of how stylized the shading is, especially on those palm fruits :D (i'm not an artist so Idk how to verbalize "drawing make HAPPY" but you hopefully get the point lol)
anyway just wanted to say that the comment from anon brightened my day and I have them to thank for slowing down and actually appreciating your absolutely incredible art ❤️
the original anon actually did send another ask in reponse to people's reactions to the first, so I hope they also see that they moved you to write this. more evidence of the influence they've had on others just by saying what was in their heart!
I'm so grateful that you found me and my work because of the beautiful things they said. lately I've been feeling so overwhelmed by people's comments on my art that I don't even think I have the right words to convey how grateful I am just to read them!
in my case, it's also hard to verbalize "comment make HAPPY" but hopefully you get the point too :')
thank you, thank you, thank you!
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I need gatty with gentle forehead kisses it is so important to me I’m so glad you’re doing more prompts I literally only check tumblr to see if you’ve posted 😭😭😭
Hello there kind anon who sent me this prompt in literally August but I am the WORST and just now filling it. I hope you're still here and I am so very grateful for your patience and also extremely sorry for the extremely long wait. I hope this isn't an epic disappointment. Working on it today made me smile amongst all of the sadness of this era being over. If anyone else wants to send a prompt from the kiss me with your eyes closed list and doesn't mind waiting apparently months, the list can be found HERE. Thank you so much for sending this in, and I apologize again for being the absolute worst and taking so long to finish it! I hope you have a great weekend and that you have a great week!
❤️Ally
Gentle. Forehead. Kisses.
“Hey,” said George softly, slipping easily into Matty’s space with the ease and confidence of someone who had been doing so for years. He wrapped his arms around Matty’s narrow waist, and hooked his chin over Matty’s shoulder, the fabric of his well loved tee shirt wash-soft against the underside of George’s jaw.
“Hey,” said Matty, not even looking away from the easel he had set up in the courtyard, his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he stared at the canvas in concentration, an eruption of color marring the surface.
Following the final show of their tour, George had very quickly found himself back in the studio the next week, working through the backlog of production projects he had been procrastinating on. Meanwhile, Matty had moved through their home like a ghost, sleeping all day, and awake half the night, limping aimlessly from room to room, unsure what to do with himself without the rigid structure, the routine and accountability of tour.
His therapist had recommended he find a hobby, one fully separated from work because as much as Matty loved music, lived and breathed it, at the end of the day, it was still his job.
Reading just made him want to write, and every time he sat down to work on his novel he ended up scrawling lyrics on a napkin instead. His knee couldn’t currently handle the physicality of running or even jiu jitsu at the moment which left him restless. George is the one that had suggested he try painting, sheepishly holding out a bag of acrylic paints and brushes.
Matty had taken to it quickly, swirls of color smeared across the canvas that now covered their dining room table as Matty lay them out to dry.
“It looks good,” said George, tilting his head slightly as he took in the orange and yellows that covered the surface. He didn’t always understand Matty’s art, but he liked that it put the light back in his eyes, that he got excited bringing each finished piece inside and resting it on the dining room table. He kept making jokes about starting an Etsy shop, about donating the proceeds to charity. George wasn’t sure if he was actually joking.
“Thanks,” said Matty, adding another stroke of yellow, blending it with the orange.
He wouldn’t say it, he couldn’t find the words, but he hoped that George realized the painting was him. Not him the tangible sense, but how he made Matty feel, his insides all twisted up with love and desire, and yearning and the ever present disbelief, even after all these years, that George still wanted him back. Unlike the dark grays and blacks and whites with violent splashes of red that had made up Matty’s earlier works, this one was different, it was happy. Looking at it made Matty feel happy the same way George did. He would be keeping this one. This painting was for them.
“You’re back early,” said Matty, twisting in George’s arms. George snorted. Matty had a smudge of orange paint on his nose, a streak of yellow in his hair.
“I’m actually late,” George said, and Matty frowned.
“What time is it?” he asked, dipping his brush in the pint glass of water he had commandeered from the kitchen and leaving it to soak.
“Little after six,” said George, bemused, it wasn’t the first time that Matty had lost track of time while absorbed in a project, and he doubted it would be the last.
“Oh,” said Matty, his cheeks flushing, “I didn’t realize I had been out here so long.”
George couldn’t help it, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against Matty’s forehead, his sun warmed curls tickling his lips as they brushed against his face.
“You’re really fucking cute,” said George, “you know that right?”
Matty pretended to scoff, “I’m not cute,” he said with faux indignation. “I am a very manly, masculine, adult man, I am not cute.”
“Fucking adorable,” said George, pressing another kiss to Matty’s forehead, “like a little woodland creature, all small and fluffy and cute.”
Matty just made a huffing noise, standing up on his tiptoes to capture George’s mouth with his own, slipping his tongue between George’s eager lips. When he pulled away they were both breathing heavily, and George now had some of the orange paint on his face as well.
“Now tell me,” said Matty, his voice thick with arousal, “was that cute.”
George just chuckled, “cute as fuck.”
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halloween | e. smith rowe
emile smith rowe x fem!reader
a/n: how fun, she finally dropped something! another emile smau, don't you literally write other people, mar? naaa fr
synopsis: emile and y/n celebrate halloween together
face claim: emma chamberlain
ynusername and esr
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ynusername we're so quirkyyyy
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esr quirkyness and that 🤡
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arsenal The quirkiest of us 🤡 Happy All Hallows' Eve, Y/N and Emile! ❤️
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ynusername arsenal i love you
dejesusoficial PALHAÇOS (CLOWNS)
ynusername dejesusoficial stating the obvious there gabi. but yes. that's us.
gabriel.martinelli Simple 😒
ynusername gabriel.martinelli you telling me we didn't put in effort? where's YOUR costume bud?
bukayosaka87 Really embodying yourselves. Self-realisation is BEAUTIFUL! ❤️
ynusername bukayosaka87 this comment is mean
emilesm1thr0we best couple in north london
kaihavertz29 emilesm1thr0we in England period.
kaihavertz29 I love you guys 🥺
ynusername kaihavertz29 love you more🥹
declanrice Cute couple and that. Convinced you did your makeup yourself esr
esr declanrice sorry i'm no makeup artist
esr and ynusername
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esr thank you stephen king☔️
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ynusername i am a broken record, you are my missing piece
esr ynusername my partner forever
arsenal Stephen King would be proud 😍
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kaihavertz29 This is genius
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bukayosaka87 Couple goals or whatever
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esr bukayosaka87 😂😂
_gabrielmagalhaes Very good 😂❤️
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lacazettealex So cute😂
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arsenaltilwedie love you guys 😭😭😭❤️
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ynusername come play (football) with me
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esr i would so play (football) with you
ynusername esr of course you would
esr also you were supposed to spray blood on my dress
ynusername esr what?
esr ynusername gunner for life baby #haleend
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sophiaaemelia obsessed w everything about this!
ynusername sophiaaemelia love youuuu
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ynusername millywhite 😘
coyging247 😍😍😍
izakova 😍😍😍😭
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esr 🤞🏽
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ynusername it's the day after halloween, we were supposed to stay in and watch insidious together
esr ynusername driving home as fast as i could rn so we could still do that
eddienketiah esr wrong move brother
aaronramsdale esr it's like do we need to gift you a guide on how to be a good boyfriend for your next bday?
bukayosaka87 Finally !
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ynusername nilniltothearsenal yeah i screamed at him
esr ynusername no you didn't, you asked me if you could get one yourself !
ynusername esr don't lie to ppl emile !
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ynusername raquelle, y/n or barbie
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esr i was in car in the first pic and i took last pic
ynusername esr okay buddy, way to tell the whole world we're dating🙄
esr ynusername i thought the whole world already knew😳
esr my barbie girl🩷
ynusername esr hi ken🥰
bukayosaka87 These pics are the move
ynusername bukayosaka87 love you buddy
declanrice Oh yes absolutely
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eddienketiah It's the way you look leng in any hairstyle that baffles me
ynusername eddienketiah dude thanks
haleend10 prettiest girl in the wrld🥹
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gabriel.martinelli When are we going to lunch together? You keep coming up with plans but not going through with it
ynusername gabriel.martinelli since when did your english improve?!
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Could i request one where a ghoul (could be any of them) discovers you have a secret tattoo(s) 👀👀👀👀 Thank you, i love your writing 😩😩❤️❤️❤️
hopefully this is good bb, and ty for the compliment <333 dunno how I feel about these
Aether:
he has to do a double-take because he could've swore that tattoo was never there before
"Love, am I crazy, or have I just never seen this before?"
absolutely gushes over it for the next half hour
might also gently trace it with his claw while he asks you to tell him the story behind it
if it was one of those "I dunno. I just felt like it" kind of tattoos, he's going to laugh and tell you that it looks gorgeous on you regardless
Mountain:
he's not one for staring, but he noticed your new tattoo maybe a week or so after you got it
he only asks you about it whenever you two are alone and, if you're okay with it, he wants a closer look at it
"I like it. It fits you."
he'll have you seated in his lap while he asks you to tell him everything that happened
he's all smiles as he listens to you. he loves hearing you talk, especially about something that makes you happy
Rain:
he's surprised when he catches the flash of it under your clothes
and really, a small part of him is a little upset you didn't tell him you were planning on getting one. he would've liked to have been there for you
it takes him a bit, but he'll ask you about it whenever you two are alone and he's confident enough to bring it up
"I know what tattoos are, but I didn't think you'd get one."
he's asking so many questions about it. did it hurt? what's the story? was the artist nice?
Sodo:
he's got a good amount of tattoos himself, so he's more than excited when he sees you have a new one
"What's this? I thought we didn't keep secrets from each other!"
you have to show it to him and he's (respectfully) admiring it
complimenting the work done and telling you that he absolutely loves the placement and how it looks on you
he also tells you to hit him up the next time you want a tattoo. he knows a great artist in the next city over and he's sure he can get you a deal
Swiss:
just like Aether, he's gushing over it the second he sees it
making sure he gets anything out of the way so he can closely admire it
"Look at you! Oh, and it fits you so well. A beautiful piece for a beautiful creature, yeah?"
please tell him all about it. he's so excited and he wants all of the details
encourages you to show it off every chance you get. it may or may not be because he just wants to see more of you
#requests#hcs#aether#aether ghoul#mountain#mountain ghoul#rain#rain ghoul#sodo#sodo ghoul#swiss#swiss ghoul#ghost#ghost band
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