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aperrywilliams · 9 months

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Little Big Secret (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: You’re 36 weeks pregnant with Spencer’s baby. What happens when you are about to give birth and need to contact Spencer while he is in a case out of town?

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Pregnancy and labor symptoms are described. Some strong words. If I missed something, let me know. It's a fluffy one. Dad!Spencer coming to light. The chaotic trio I love having their moment (Reid-Morgan-Prentiss).

A/N: I wrote this fic based on this request. I loved doing it! Let me know what you think.

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Being 36 weeks pregnant and stuck in your apartment trying to convince your non-born baby girl to stop kicking your guts is not funny. It's worse when the same scenario occurs at 3 am, and you are alone, unable to sleep in the last 24 hours, exhausted and sentimental because your boyfriend Spencer isn't home.

You won't tell him that, though. You convinced him to go with the team to Trenton for a case, telling him you would be okay and that baby girl Reid won't be here for at least two weeks. That's what your doctor said to you in the last appointment.

Reluctantly Spencer agreed, making you swear you would call him or your sister if anything happened.

"Relax, baby. Everything will be okay. We'll be here when you return from your case," you assured him. "You have to go while you can. Once this girl is born, you'll be stuck here and will get tired of us," you giggled. Spencer's eyes widened.

"What? No! Get tired of you? Never!"

"About that. Do they know why you are taking leave in the next weeks?"

"Not really. Hotch knows, but the rest assume I'll go to see my mom," your boyfriend shrugged.

You still find it unbelievable that the best-known profilers in the country haven't noticed one of their own has a girlfriend for three years and a baby on the way.

At first, you had your apprehensions about why Spencer didn't want his team to know your existence. You thought maybe Spencer felt embarrassed because of you or didn't consider your relationship worth enough for them to know. But your boyfriend assured you it was anything but that. He told you what happened to Haley, Hotch's wife, and the multiple times a team's family member has been exposed to danger because of their job. He wanted you safe. He wanted to protect you.

The only one who knew about you was Hotch, Spencer's boss. But he, better than anyone, could understand Spencer's reasons, so he hadn't said anything.

You understood it and accepted it, even if you both knew that at some point, your secret would not be a secret anymore. For now, it was safer like this.

Exhaustion was all you got now, and even you have been trying to bribe your unborn daughter with chocolates if she behaved and let you sleep. It seemed you succeeded as she stopped making a party in your womb.

You fall asleep thinking about how your life has changed in the past years and how happy you were despite how uncomfortable pregnancy was at this point.

The next morning you woke up feeling a little better. Sleep helped, but your body was still tense, so you thought a warm bath after breakfast was a good idea to relax your sore muscles.

You were finishing your pancakes when Spencer called you.

"Hey, baby!" You greeted.

"Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?"

You didn't have the heart to tell him how uncomfortable you were last night.

"Good. Everything is good here. How is the case?" You tried to direct the topic to him. Spencer sighed.

"I think we are close to catching the unsub, but it had been hard," he confessed.

"I know you'll get him soon," you assured him. Spencer chuckled. He loved how you were always rooting for him. You were his biggest fan.

"I hope so. And you? Our baby girl has been good? When I come back-" he didn't even finish the sentence when someone called his name in the distance. 'Reid! We need you now!'

A heavy sigh left Spencer's lips.

"I'm sorry, love. I got to go," he mumbled into the receiver, guilt dripping from his voice.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't apologize and go to catch the bad guy," you encouraged him.

"I will. I love you so so much. And I love our little one. I promise to make it up to you both, okay?"

"I love you more. We'll be waiting for you."

Despite your efforts to relax during your bath, it seemed baby Reid had other plans, like moving and squeezing your insides. You tried singing to her, telling stories, and everything that came to mind.

You gave up and hopped off the tub. You dried your body and decided to watch some TV. After a while, stuck in a random show, the noise lulled you to sleep without noticing.

Everything would have been perfect if it weren't for the fact that an intense pain woke you up suddenly. You didn't know the time, but the TV was still on. You tried to sit on the sofa, but the pain wouldn't leave you, so much so that it was hard for you to breathe. The twisting in your belly was stronger than you'd ever felt and scaring you.

"My sweet girl, I know you're eager to see us, but you have some days left in Mommy's womb, so try to be nice, okay?" You panted, trying to reason with your baby.

You weren't ready to give birth, let alone without Spencer.

But, again, baby Reid had her own plans.

Another sharp pang made you slouch on the sofa; this time, you felt something warm running down your legs. You looked down and saw the liquid drip onto the couch and slide to the floor.

Fuck. Your water just broke.

The morning was a rush for the whole team and the Tremont police. After an anonymous tip, they located the guy who fitted the profile and ended up being the unsub they were looking for. As he had a hostage, the team moved quickly to the warehouse where he kept captive his ex-girlfriend, the source of his rage. Before things went further, Rossi's shot ended with the unsub screaming in pain and the hostage a nervous wreck but unharmed.

Spencer couldn't believe it took them a whole week to locate the bastard, but it was finally done. So they returned to the precinct to wrap the last details and go home.

Spencer was pulling the case photos off the board when his phone started ringing. He saw it was you and hastened to answer. Usually, you didn't call him while he was working.

"Hello?"

But a loud grunt came to his ear instead of your sweet voice. Spencer's eyes widened.

“(Y/N)? Is that you?"

You barely could say a word, the intense pain reducing you to heavy breathing and whimpers.

"Spence-" you managed to say. "The baby. It hurts."

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening."Where are you? What's wrong? Where is Tania?"

Too many questions, and you had answers for all of them. But it was difficult to say a word with the pain cursing your body. After the contraction subsided, you could speak.

"My water broke. I'm home, and Tania doesn't answer. I don't know- ahhhh, fuck!!!"

Shit. You were in labor and alone at home. Spencer wanted to throw up.

"Baby, listen to me. I will call 911, but I need you to breathe, okay?"

"No! Spencer, don't hang up. I need you," you cried.

Spencer paced frantically in the room as Emily, Morgan, and Rossi looked at him, worried.

To call 911? Who the hell was he talking to?

"Reid? What is it?" Morgan tried to get his attention, but Spencer's brain was trying to make a plan to help you without stopping talking to you.

“(Y/N), please. I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me, please?"

JJ and Hotch entered the room at that moment. Both frowned when they saw Spencer pacing and the rest standing and waiting to know what was going on and what to do to help Spencer.

“(Y/N)? Can you hear me?"

You couldn't reply to him, crying in pain instead. Spencer thought he could die of panic.

"Yes. But I can't move," you sobbed.

Hotch didn't need much to understand what was going on. Grabbing his phone, he called Penelope.

Spencer was reduced to dumb and didn't know what to do.

"Garcia, I need you to call 911 and dispatch an ambulance to..." he paused and looked at Spencer, who was talking to you. "Reid," Hotch named. When he got no response, he tried louder. "Reid! Where? Where is she?" Spencer's face found Hotch's.

"At my place," he told his boss.

"Garcia, an ambulance to Reid's address. Report a pregnant woman in labor that needs to go to the hospital. I need you to go there too. Make sure she gets to the hospital alright. I'll give you more information later."

Pregnant woman in labor at Spencer's address?

Morgan, Prentiss, JJ, and Rossi shared the same confused looks.

"Baby, the help is on the way. Penelope knows and will help you to go to the hospital. She has a key, so don't worry. I'm on my way, okay? I'll call Tania too," Spencer informed you, moving to collect his things.

"Please, hurry up," you begged. As the call ended, Spencer turned to see his boss.

"Hotch. I have to-. I need to-," Spencer stuttered. Aaron nodded.

"It'll be okay; we are leaving now," he assured Spencer.

Morgan was the first to bring the elephant in the room.

"Can you tell us what's going on?"

Then, Spencer noticed the team hearing the whole ordeal.

"Uh. My 36-week pregnant girlfriend is giving birth to my daughter right now, and she's alone. I need to be there," Spencer succinctly explained as he dialed (Y/N)'s sister's number again without luck.

To say the team was shocked was an understatement. But there wasn't time to ask questions. They needed to move quickly.

Hotch was who took the lead.

"Morgan, you'll drive to the hospital with Reid and Prentiss now. I'll stay with JJ and Rossi to pack everything and follow you. The drive to DC is about three hours; make it two. I'll take care of the traffic police," he said to Morgan, who nodded, grabbing the car keys. "Prentiss, you'll get an open line with Garcia while she joins (Y/N) and takes her to the hospital. Now go!" Hotch instructed, now patting Spencer's back. "You'll get on time. Go," he told Spencer, who nodded and stomped from the room, followed by Morgan and Prentiss.

"Hey, Reid. We'll make it, kid," Morgan assured while driving on the highway, Emily as the copilot. In the back seat, Spencer couldn't stop bouncing his leg, worried about if the ambulance had already taken you to the hospital. On cue, Emily's phone went off.

"Garcia, you're on speaker," Emily announced.

"My lovelies, good news. I got your girl, boy Wonder, and we're heading to the hospital. Besides the pain, she's fine," Garcia recounted, and Spencer could breathe again.

"Can I talk to her?" Spencer asked.

"No, yet; they have her in the stretcher and with oxygen while monitoring her, but as we reach the hospital and will get her admitted, we can call you again. Nonetheless, she asked me to tell you she hated you for putting a baby in her. I really like this girl already," Garcia quipped, making laugh Emily and Morgan. Spencer's cheeks flushed.

"Garcia?" He sheepishly asked. "Can you tell her I love her and am on my way?"

Morgan and Prentiss looked at each other briefly. They still couldn't believe what was happening, but either way, they had a mission to accomplish: get to the hospital before you gave birth, so the resident genius could see his baby born.

"Sure thing. I will. I'll keep you posted," Garcia assured before hanging up.

Spencer could sense that Emily and Morgan were itching to cover him with questions, but knowing his nervous state, they were respectful enough not to say anything.

"I'm sorry, guys. I didn't tell you anything about (Y/N) before," he mumbled.

"And the baby," Emily added with a non-malice tone.

Spencer's face fell with embarrassment. They were his family, after all. And he kept this little big secret from them.

"But we get it, Reid. We do," Morgan ensured.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. We all know this job, and we want the best for our loved ones, keeping them safe," Prentiss said, turning to see Spencer, who nodded. "What I still can't believe is that you kept us in the dark for three years, and none of us ever suspected a thing. They should fire us," Emily added, making Spencer chuckle.

"What I can't believe is you were able to make someone fall in love with you," Morgan quipped, smirking and gaining a slap on the arm from Prentiss. "And get her pregnant! You have been having a game all this time, and I still thought I needed to be your wingman," Morgan scoffed.

"Worst wingman on earth. He had had to do all the work for himself," Emily added. The three laughed.

They were still with an ETA of one hour when Penelope Facetimed.

"Garcia! How is she?" Spencer rushed to ask.

"Hello to you, genius," Penelope greeted. "(Y/N) is already in a room. She's 7 centimeters of dilatation, so we're waiting," she informed, turning the camera to focus you on the bed, exhausted but relieved of being in the hospital already.

"Honey!" Spencer shouted as Garcia handed the phone.

"Are you coming?" you asked in a broken tone. You didn't have much energy at this point.

"Yes! On my way now. Morgan is driving us with Emily," he informed you.

"We're almost there, pretty girl!" Morgan yelled from the driver's seat.

You let a wary smile. Spencer only wanted to be there with you so he could hold you.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled.

"No. No. Why are you sorry? You have nothing to apologize for, okay?" Spencer hastened to point.

"Our little big secret is no longer a secret," you pouted, feeling guilty about the whole ordeal.

"Baby, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is you and our little girl being okay. Believe me; it's the only that matters to me. I'm sorry for leaving you," Spencer sniffled.

"I love you," you said, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"And I love you so much," Spencer declared, wiping his tears.

You both kept in Facetime for a while. Spencer tried to keep you focused on anything but the pain, though it was difficult when a deep contraction raked your body from time to time.

Spencer recited your favorite poems and stories and recounted your best memories together. As a natural thing, Emily, Morgan, or Penelope made questions and comments about the things you or Spencer said. That helped. You felt accompanied, not only by your boyfriend but also by the beautiful people who were taking care of you and him. If you ever thought Spencer's coworkers didn't care about him, now all those doubts are cleared.

"We're getting there in five!" Morgan announced.

"Garcia, please tell the staff Spencer is coming so they let him rush upstairs," Emily requested.

"On it!" Garcia chirped. “The doctor is here, so I’ll hang up. Boy Wonder, the third floor, hall to the left,” she informed before the call ended.

Pushing the brakes in front of the hospital’s entrance, Morgan turned to Spencer.

"Go, pretty boy. We'll be there waiting," the man assured.

"Go to see your girls," Emily added. Spencer’s eyes were full of tears.

"Thank you. Really, thank you so much," he voiced before climbing off the SUV and rushing inside the hospital.

The doctor announced you were almost ready to give birth now. Just another centimeter of dilation, and you’ll need to push. After he left, you squeezed Penelope’s hand hard. You weren't sure you could do this.

“It’s okay, pumpkin. You can do it. Spencer is already here,” she comforted you. Garcia had just ended her sentence when Spencer rushed inside the room, panting and looking frantically. When he spotted you, you could see the tears in his eyes.

“Spencer!” you cried. He quickly lugged to your side. Garcia sighed, relieved that he was there. Spencer held your hand now, kissing your temple.

“I’m here, my love. I’m here. I won’t leave again,” he chanted, stroking your damped hair.

It was Penelope’s cue to leave the couple alone. But before Garcia crossed the threshold, Spencer ran to her and wrapped her in the tightest embrace he ever gave her.

“Thank you, thank you. For everything,” he mumbled. Garcia could have started crying, but it would be time for that later.

“Anytime, my love. Now go back to your woman. We’ll be outside waiting.” A grateful Spencer nodded before joining you again.

You didn't reach the last centimeter until an hour later. Spencer stood by your side, chanting praises and pushing away your sweat with a cloth whenever you needed it.

When the time came, you were pushing with all the strength you left, but your little girl wasn’t doing it easy for you.

“Spencer, I can’t,” you sobbed. Spencer kissed your head and stroked your hand.

“I know you’re exhausted, my love. But you’re almost there. We’re going to meet our little girl. Want that, right, my little pumpkin?” he talked now to your belly. The waiting room is full of aunts and uncles, ready to see you. They already love you, even if they didn't know about you until three hours ago,” Spencer pointed, and you let out a little chuckle in the middle of the pain.

The feeling of being cared for and loved gave you the last ounce of energy you needed. In the next contraction, you pushed harder, ending with a loud baby cry. Your daughter was here.

When they put her in your arms, wrapped in a white blanket, you couldn't believe it. She was the most beautiful baby in the world—the best combination between Spencer and you.

“You did so good, my love. She’s wonderful, and she’s here with us,” Spencer said, voice full of emotion and tears freely rolling down his cheeks.

You couldn’t stop looking at her.

“Our little big secret,” you cooed. “You’re a lucky baby already,” you whispered to her. Spencer chuckled.

“Should I go to tell them?” He asked you.

“They will kill you if you don’t,” you quipped.

When Spencer showed up in the waiting room, Hotch, Rossi, and JJ were there too.

All eyes were on him.

“A 7 pounds, 2 ounces, and 19.6 inches healthy baby girl,” Spencer announced, the biggest grin plastered on his face.

The room erupted in cheers and claps, everyone taking turns to hug the new father.

Once everyone calmed down, Spencer cleared his throat.

“I want to apologize for keeping this from you. I don't want you to think I don't trust or care enough to tell you about the important things in my life. It's just- you know,” Spencer trailed off. Rossi patted his shoulder.

“We know, kid. We really do,” the older man assured him.

“Yeah, Spence. We understand. That doesn't mean it’s not a big thing, but we get it,” JJ seconded.

“We are just jealous because Hotch was the only one who knew,” Garcia scoffed.

“Boss privilege, I guess,” Hotch shrugged, making the rest laugh.

“Well, being (Y/N) and baby Reid not a little big secret anymore, we can meet them properly, right?” Morgan pointed.

“Oh, yes! Please! I want to meet my goddaughter!” Garcia chirped, and Spencer looked at her, frowning.

“Don’t look at me like that, doctor. I won the privilege when I held that poor woman in pain,” she added.

“Maybe you’ll be the godmother, but I’ll be the cool aunt,” Emily chirped.

“And I’ll be Papa Rossi,” David seconded.

Spencer shook his head, laughing as everyone on the team fought for a place in his daughter's life.

He was so happy to have you and baby Reid. But now his happiness was complete knowing he could share it, and his whole found family could be part of it.

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mysteryshoptls · 3 months

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Happy Winter Holiday Gift Calendar 2023

These are all the messages that you get from the boys when you log in during the Winter Holiday Campaign from 09 Dec 2023 to 31 Dec 2023! For those that want to read them again, you can find them in the Album, under GIFT CALENDAR 2023.

"How will you be spending the day?"

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle

I think I will go to the library today. There were someone's scribbles all over the book I borrowed yesterday, you see. It disrupts my focus, so I plan to find a replacement book. Seriously... It's a terrible crime to deface a book like this.

Ace

Today? Well, it's snowing outside, and I got no club practice, so maybe I'll check out on my streaming service a movie or show that catches my eye. I can stay warm and cozy in my room, all while munching on some snacks. Don'tcha think we deserve lazy days like this sometimes?

Deuce

I'm going to try to finish the assignments I got today, before the day ends. That's what an honor student should do, right? But... The first question is already a tough prac app question...? Right! Just gotta hunker down and get down to it!

Cater

Maybe I'll surf Magicam for some 'cammable spots that're only available in the winter. Stuff like diamond dust, or hotels made from ice... Knowin' they're only limited to the season really gets me psyched up!

Trey

It's pretty cold every day now, so I think I'll stock up on lemonade-ginger syrup. It'll warm you right up if you drink some. What, according to the Queen of Hearts' Laws, we can't have lemonade after 8 o'clock? Well, this has ginger in it, so it's a completely different drink, isn't it?

SAVANACLAW

Leona

No plans worth mentioning. What, not what you were expecting? Well, too bad. The campus is completely covered in snow, so the best thing for me to do is just to get back to my dorm room and relax while solving some chess problems.

Jack

The track team has practice today. But since it's supposed to snow in the afternoon, it may just end up being indoor training. It takes a while or the body to get limber in the winter. That means we need to extra thorough in our warming up exercises.

Ruggie

Obviously, I'm gonna be workin'! Today, I'm at a cake shop, and tomorrow I'm waitin' tables at a restaurant... The holidays are coming up, so 'tis the season for a ton of high-payin' temp jobs to fill my pockets, too! Shishishi!

OCTAVINELLE

Azul

As always, I will be awaiting everyone's visit to the Mostro Lounge. On a cold day such as this, we usually receive orders for dishes that are more common in the winter season. I'm sure today will be a rather busy day.

Jade

I thought perhaps I would make a herbarium. The atmosphere this time of year tends to be dry, so it is the perfect opportunity. How would you like to join me? No need to worry, I will show you how everything is done.

Floyd

Yesterday I saw someone wearing these boots lined with fur, and it looked kinda fascinating, so I thought I'd try to find some in town. I wonder if it's hard to walk in? If I find a good pair, I think I'll buy 'em and try 'em out.

SCARABIA

Kalim

Today, we have travelling salesmen from the Scalding Sands coming. I'm planning on buying a ton of stuff for the holidays! It's so exciting to think about what kind of treasure I might find! You should bring some friends over and check it out, too.

Jamil

There's no club activities today, so I plan to look into a few things. My family will be going on a trip over the holidays, you see. Tourist attractions, climate, local cuisine, souvenirs... Never a bad idea to gather too much information, don't you think?

POMEFIORE

Vil

I intend on picking up the spring coat I had on order. I'll also look for accessories that go with it while I'm out. Hm? It's too early to think about spring attire? If I wait to prepare everything for after it starts to get warmer, then I'll completely miss out on the season.

Epel

Snow's piling up again today, so I'm plannin' on clearing the magical shift field with the rest of my clubmates. Didn't bother me none, but the other guys were all dog-tired... Pathetic, ain't they?

Rook

I plan to check on the houseplants we are cultivating in the Science Club. Fufu, I wonder what sort of expressions they'll have today? I do hope there'll be some changes from yesterday that I'll get to enjoy.

IGNIHYDE

Idia

Obvi, just been hyperfixating on my online games, like always... Rather, why would you think I'd go out in cold weather like this in the first place? I recently overhauled the internet speed in the dorm, so it's crazy fast now lol. Gonna actually pull an all-nighter, it's been a while!

Ortho

It'll probably be a game day with my roommates, since the new game that I ordered online arrived. Physical games might take up more space, but I just can't help but want to actually collect my favorite games, y'know?

DIASOMNIA

Malleus

It's chilly today. The best thing to possibly do on days like this is to warm my room and enjoy some frozen treats. Perhaps I'll invite Lilia and the others later. Fufu... I suppose it's not a bad thing to be the one making preparations for them once in a while.

Silver

I will be practicing my swordsmanship with Father after this. I thought I would finish up my assignments beforehand, but... Before I realized it, I had fallen asleep and my notepad was completely blank. What should I do...?

Sebek

I plan to read the book I ordered from the Mystery Shop the other day. It's a book that I've been eagerly awaiting. Grandfather was the one to recommend it to me, so I must read it over and over again and tell him my thoughts on it!

Lilia

We have band practice today. However... When it gets cold like this, my fingers get numb and hard to move. Hm? Naah, I already have the songs memorized. It's really only about staying in rhythm with the other members!

OTHERS

Grim

Brrr, it's cold～! Hey, henchie! Today we're gonna stay cozy under that "ＫＯＴＡＴＳＵ" thingie. We'll have some snacks and play some games together... Myaha! Today's totally gonna be a blast!

Requested by Anonymous.

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witchysfics · 6 months

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Hey! I loved your fic a lot, thank u for adding some fluff to his romance <3

You mentioned the requests are possible, what about Gale and Tav spending one of their nights in town? Maybe cafe, tavern or restaurant? Or just a slow walking promenade through the alleys? Or slow dancing somewhere near musicians? Whatever inspires you the most :D

Thanks!

author's note : Thank you so much for requesting!! I will be finishing up other requests and finishing my rules soon. Feel free to keep requesting for now! I love all your ideas!! this is not proofread and may have many mistakes. It was soooo late when I was writing this. enjoy <3

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The party had stopped at a quaint little town for the evening. You had practically begged to rest here. Why be outside in the cold dark night when you all could cozy up a fire and warm up to a little a drink. It would be great!

And you were right. The tiny town was filled with happy families, couples strolling along and a quaint tavern, perfect for your traveling party.

As the sun disappeared behind the horizon and night filled the air the town grew even more bustling.

Now the patrons of the tavern sat outside nursing their drinks and watching the locals dance to the music.

The party had settled on some outdoor seating as well, Karalach and Wyll loading up on ale, laughing boisterously. Astarion hung to the shadows, probably looking for a snack out of one of the clueless town's persons. And you sat with Shadowheart chatting like a couple of gossiping old ladies while Gale sat with you two, listening.

An upbeat song began, drawing your attention to the dancers.

"The aroma of the night is relaxing. It's a nice change of pace isn't it?" Gale asks, turning to you and Shadowheart.

You nod, smiling. You could definitely agree, after the countless battles and hours of exploring the party really needed this off time.

A sudden bump of your table had startled the three of you.

"Op! s-sorry!" A giddy, and possibly drunk, Karlach called as she dragged a nervous Wyll to the dance floor. "I told you Wyll, Blade of Frontiers. You will be bested by me! Karlach! ... uhh The Dancing Demon!"

You and Gale chuckled at their antics while Shadowheart shakes her head, amused.

"How long do you think before Wyll finds competing with Karlach is too hot to handle?" Gale asks jokingly.

You shake your head at that, "Haha, I thought you were a Wizard, not a comedic bard." You quip.

"I can be anything you'd like my dear. Maybe even a proficient dancer?" He look expectantly at you. His delivery is confident but the message in his eyes holds of other, more nervous intension.

You blush slightly at the implication of the statement. Opening your mouth, trying to formulate something to say but nothing comes out.

"I- uh."

"I can't remember the last time I danced." Shadowheart sighs, gazing at the dancers.

You turn to her and fan your heating face. Thankful that she unknowing shifted attention to herself you ask, "Really? Shar doesn't like dancing?" You joke, smiling a little at her.

"I wouldn't say that, its just... I can't remember the last time I danced, because of the...you know" She gestures to her head, "memory spell"

You make a silent 'oh' in realization.

"I'm not too sad about it though, I know I'll get my memories back. And in the mean time," She suddenly stands from her seat, standing in front of you. "I get to make new memories now. Starting with you!" She makes a quick motion for you hands and pulls you up to her.

You let out a surprised yelp as she laughs and she drags you over to dance. You look over your shoulder to Gale, who looks just as surprised but recovers and mouths for you to 'go on it's fine' with a smile. You give a apologetic smile in return.

Shadowheart, still holding your hands, spins the two of you. Dancing in a way that is reminiscent of young school girls. Twirling, spinning, jumping and laughing all the while.

You spot Karlach an Wyll who both shoot you friendly smiles. Wyll's a little more crooked and weary while Karlach gives you two red thumbs up.

Eventually you have traded dance partners as more people join the group. You switch from Shadowheart, to Karlach to Wyll. Even Halsin joins in during a slower song. You danced with strangers too, some old some young. Some flirted with you and some you made a friendly banter. You had noticed Gal tried to slip in a few times only for you or him to snatched up by a different partner. Both of you expressing contrite smiles to one another.

By the time you got back to your table, and Gale the whole town might as well have turned in for the night. The music was slower and the dance floor was lighted by dancing fireflies and the occasional ground lantern.

"Well, it's been a while." He says looking over to you. "You seem very popular."

You sigh falling into the chair, exhasuted. "I'm so sorry!" You exclaim, slumping to your knees and placing one of your hands on his own that sat on his high. "I had meant to answer you question ages ago, but well..." You chuckle, "I just I was preoccupied."

"Oh no my dear, I completely understand. Of course everyone would want to dance with a beautiful individual like yourself."

His voice is smooth, like a stream gliding over flat stones. His face is soft though his tone is flirty.

You gulp and roll your bottom lip between your teeth. You've danced with strangers all night, how could he make just taking to him overwhelming?

"Is something the matter? You seem, stunned." He asks a smug smile spreading across his lips

"Oh! No no. Not at all." You clear your throat. "Sorry I just...." You trail off, unsure of what to say.

"You know," he begins, taking your hand into his. "You never did answer my question. Would you like me to be your dancer?"

You nod breathlessly and he smiles down at you. His eyes filled with an indescribable softness.

He pulls you gentally to the dance floor and a song kicks up as you wrap your arms around his neck and he placed his hands on your waist. His chest presses to yours and the warmth from the contact warms the cool air around you. His shoulder is soft as you place your head upon it. Drinking in the smell of his, now clean, robes. They have a hint of petrichor and vanilla, as well as a slight lingering smell of ale. But that is to be expected near a tavern.

The playing song is cheerful, but romantic as it belows out it's slow rhythmed melody.

Gale's eyes haven't left you once since you'd begun dancing. Taking in the view of your eyes as they sparked from the light of firefies.

It's only when he begins speaking are you snapped out of your trance.

"You know, I've been trying to get to dance with you all night. I was almost convinced I wasn't going to just because I couldn't seem to even catch a small moment with you." He chuckles. "But I'm glad I waited. Dancing with you then would have been a privilege but I would have had lost you as soon as I got you. But this, dancing with you, watching your darling face lit up by the stars? This, this is a dream."

Footnote : Thank you so much for requesting! I hope this is sufficient to what you had in mind, this was really fun to write. Had me kicking my own feet. Sorry it took me so long to get to, midterms have been biting my ass. Love ya! - Witchy

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oh my gosh congrats!!! 1k is absolutely insane and you deserve it!! for the prompts maybe gold and/or uniforms with Price? I have become an excessive price girlie since I followed you and I'm so here for it (and also for how well your write all the boys tbh) congrats again <333

@hxad-ovxr-hxart with the most heartwarming compliments as always! thank you so much for all your support and i'm glad that you've come to the dark side of being a price girl HAHA we love our favorite commanding officer (like look at how he SMILES)

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompts: gold - a small gifted ring as a token of your love and uniforms - they sure clean up well as you look at them in their dress uniform

pairing: John Price x fem!reader

warning: swearing!

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gold

"John, love, you don't always have to give me a gift before you leave," you chuckled as he excitedly entered your home with a small bag. Whether it was houseplants, a boxed set of a new television series, or expensive scotch (one that he made you promise not to drink in his absence), he always gave you a small token of his love. It was a sentimental gesture as it was his way of promising to return home to you. "I think you'll like this one," he said and kissed you gently before joining you on the couch.

He rested an arm around your shoulder as you unwrapped the delicate packaging. You neatly folded the pastel tissue paper and unveiled two velvet boxes. "Now what do we have here," you alluded as John watched you intently. You opened the first box to reveal a gorgeous gold band engraved with an intricate floral design and delicate diamonds. You twisted it in your fingers as you admired the twinkle the ring showed in the warm living room light. "Look on the inside," he whispered as he joined your admiration. You turned the ring and saw he had engraved the ring with, "to come home." You were confused at first at the truncated phrase until John encouraged you to open the other box. You opened it to reveal a simplistic gold band, one more fit for his fingers than yours. To his instruction, you turned the ring and gently read the words out loud. "A promise," you began to say as you looked at him. "To come home," he finished and you were at a loss for words.

You kissed him softly in response and as a token of your appreciation. You placed the ring on your finger and admired it as you fell into his arms. "This is beautiful, John," you said softly, "thank you." He wrapped his strong arms around you and placed his hands on top of yours. As you both looked at the shining bands, you were beaming with love and happiness. "Thought it was time I got you a promise ring," he said and kissed your forehead gently. You wish the moment never ended as you sat peacefully, knowing he would be gone the next day. However, one thought was still on your mind. "At first I thought it was an engagement ring," you thought allowed and you could hear the hearty baritones of John's laugh. "Sweetheart, I'll give you the entire universe for our proposal," he began to say as you looked up at him, "and I'll be damned if I let you unwrap it yourself." You smiled at the words, "our proposal", as you fell more in love. "I'll be sure to hold you to that promise."

uniforms

To date, graduation from the Army Foundation College was one of your favorite events. You loved seeing the smiling faces of family members as they saw the newest members of the British Army. It always reminded you of the moment when you saw your proud parents excitedly wave to you amongst the crowd. However, the constant missions of the 141, meant you were not always privy to attend but miraculously the team had made it home in one piece and you were preparing for the day.

Ghost had graciously allowed everyone to stay at his home and you were trying your best to be a respectful guest. However, not everyone was on the same page as it had been quite some time since you dressed in your service attire. First, you were awoken by a half-dressed Soap complaining his pants no longer fit. "Fucking hell, just squeeze into them," you yelled as you groggily got up. "Curse these thighs," he replied and exited the room. Next was Gaz who always seemed to forget the order of his badges and various medals. You helped to adjust his regalia as you could hear Ghost and Price begin to wake and start their routine. "Where's your silver one, Garrick?" you asked as you noticed it missing. "I don't have one," he replied confidently and you rolled your eyes. "Yes you do, it's the Special Air Service one," you corrected and soon the room was thrown into chaos as he searched for it.

After the two Sergeants were finally dressed, you had the time to put on your skirt and adjust your tie. You gently left your khaki jacket hanging as you went to check on your superiors. You knocked on Price's door as it was the first one at the end of the hallway. "Captain, are you ready?" you asked and he called for you to enter. Despite having the same generic uniform as everyone in the house, you couldn't deny he looked undeniably handsome in the attire. The only exception was the belts. You, him, and Ghost had the signature brown belt and sash that set you apart from the other ranks. From his back facing you, you could see it still fit him well and his face in the mirror showed he had given his facial hair a much-needed shave and comb. He turned to you with a lopsided tie and a dashing smile. "Let me fix that for you," you said kindly and enclosed the space as your delicate fingers adjusted the tie to a presentable position. You couldn't help but notice the expensive cologne he had put on as well as his quickened breaths at your sudden touch. "It's been a while," he joked and you joined in the laughter. "I played mother this morning to the Sergeants," you said while rolling your eyes. "Those muppets," he replied and went to pick up his beret. He held it in his hands as he allowed you to exit down the stairs.

Upon your entrance, you couldn't help but smile at the three prim and proper men in front of you. "Would have never pictured this when were face down in the mud," you remarked and went to put on your jacket. They all laughed and returned with banter as you buttoned your coat and buckled the brown belt along with the sash. You were adjusting the beret on your head when Price walked over to you. "Missed a button, Lieutenant," he remarked and you could feel your breath hitch as he looped the button together and smoothed out your jacket. "Thanks, Captain," you said, hopefully not exposing your small crush on your superior. "Alright, who's driving?" Soap called out and you laughed before following Price and Ghost. "Thanks, Captain," Gaz teasingly said as he walked behind you. "Didn't know blush was part of the uniform," Soap joined in and as you groaned, you hoped that Price was ignorant to their blatant teasing.

#task force 141 x reader #task force 141 #cod x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #modern warfare 2 #call of duty #mw2 imagine #madebyizzie #john price x reader #price x reader #captain john price #price imagine #mw2 #izzie is writing #izzie celebrates 1k

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lciesdepravity · 6 months

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TTT Series: Tzuyu Tops Twice

Chapter: 1-5 Mina Arc; Crossing the Red Line... tags/ genres/ warnings (This work of fiction contains the ff: Cheating (NTR), g!p dom Tzuyu… Enjoy!)

"Eh? What do you mean you're not going?" Sana's loud shriek echoed across the dining room.

"Exactly that. My parents said they have some business to finish up, so I don't have any other reason to go."

Mina avoided everyone's curious gaze and just played with her food, waiting for a response. She couldn't possibly look Sana in the eye now, not when she's just making an excuse to get fucked by her best friend's wife.

Breaking the silence, Jihyo speaks up. "Well... if that's her decision, then just leave her be. Besides, it's not like she'll be alone here. We'll be back in a day or two after visiting our own families, and Tzuyu will be with her. Right Tzu?"

A distracted Tzuyu looks up at Jihyo, managing a small nod and a strained smile. Beside her, Nayeon chimes in.

"You could use this chance to get closer together! Y'know? Since you two are the most introverted among us, you barely speak to each other alone, much less hang out."

Underneath the table, Mina's foot rubs sensually against Tzuyu's legs, trailing up her thighs to rest on her now growing bulge. To her credit, Tzuyu manages to act casually, clearing her throat to pass off the groan that threatens to escape her lips. She tries her hardest to follow the conversation as Mina plays with her cock, teasingly rubbing it with her foot, sometimes trying to stroke it between her toes.

"Ahh! That's true! Mitaaaan~ Take care of my Tzu Tzu for me okay?"

With that, Mina couldn't resist. She flashed a wicked smile as she says, "Oh, don't worry Sana. I'll take good care of your wife."

When the others finally moved on to other topics, her foot pressed harder on Tzuyu's cock, catching her attention.

With her sultry gaze on Tzuyu's own, Mina took a strawberry between her teeth, savoring it's taste as she sensually rolled it over her tongue before taking a bite. Her smile widens as she feels Tzuyu's cock twitch against her sole, urging her to tease the maknae even more. A warm sensation fills her stomach as Tzuyu's innocent doe eyes darken, staring at her in hunger...

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"You sure you don't want to come with me babe? I'm sure mom and the others would be happy to see you." Chaeyoung asks as she zips up her bags.

"I'm sure. Go have fun."

Mina's icy demeanor draws a frown from Chae. "Hey... Are you still mad? I said I was sorry. I really was too tired yesterday."

And the day before that. Even last week. That's always your excuse. With a sigh, Mina faced her wife.

"It's fine. I just... need time for myself. Don't worry about me." She flashes Chae with what she hopes is a reassuring smile.

Chae nods along, taking Mina's hands in her own. "I'll be back before you know it. Take care okay? I Love You."

The tenderness in her voice made Mina's stomach twist with guilt. "I... love you too." Halfheartedly she waves, watching as Chaeyoung leaves.

I do love you... but... I need this.

Just one weekend... I'll come back to you when I'm satisfied, I promise. But for now...

Gomen ne.

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"Take care you two!"

"We'll be back soon!"

"Bye bye!"

....

*Click*

As soon as the vans were out of sight, Mina found herself pinned against the front door, her lips claimed ardently by Tzuyu's own.

"*Tsup* Mhhhm~" Small moans escape Mina's lips in between Tzuyu's kisses, each kiss filled with so much passion, so much hunger it made her head spin.

She can feel Tzuyu's body heat up against hers as she gets pinned harder against the door, eliminating any semblance of space in between them.

"Uhhh... Tzu~" Another moan. This time, Tzuyu catches her lower lip in between her teeth and tugs playfully, making Mina's breath hitch in anticipation.

"Mmmph~ *Tsup* uhh~ You've been such a fucking tease all day... Time for your punishment... Unnie~"

She sucks quite harshly on Mina's pulse point, making her knees buckle. In an effort to stay upright, she clings tightly around the younger woman's neck, hands grasping Tzuyu's hair as she draws her even closer. "*Gasp* Uhh~ Tzu... R-right there baby... I- mmm~"

When Tzuyu's tongue swipes against her bottom lip, she lets her in. Sparks fly the very moment their tongues meet, and all the blood drains from Mina's head, pooling down to the growing heat in her lower stomach.

Fuck... She tastes so... Good. It was all so dizzying, so overwhelming. Her intoxicating scent... Her soft lips... Her searing touch.

It took all that Mina had to kiss back and stay upright, but when she feels Tzuyu's hands explore her body, from the mounds of her breasts, to the curves of her hips, all the way down her exposed thighs... When she feels Tzuyu grind her hips slowly against hers... She had the vague thought that maybe, she might actually pass out, right here in front of their doorstep.

Thankfully, Tzuyu tucks Mina's legs up to her waist and lifts her up, bringing her across the hall and into a room without breaking the kiss. When Tzuyu shoves her down onto the bed, it registers in Mina's mind where exactly her younger lover had taken her.

It was her and Chaeyoung's room, she was on top of their bed. N-no... please not here.

As if she could read Mina's mind, Tzuyu smirks. She quickly takes off all her clothes and throws them away somewhere before eagerly diving back in.

"Like what you see, unnie?~"

All manner of protests died within seconds as Tzuyu trailed open mouthed kisses along the length of Mina's jaw, down to her porcelain smooth neck and collarbone. "Uhh... T-tzu~ uhhhmmm..."

Her hands rake along the toned expanse of the younger woman's back, marveling at how each curve and muscle ripples beneath her fingertips.

Her mind was in utter disarray. Every kiss, every breath, makes her mind draw blank. The feeling of their bodies pressed firmly against each other makes Mina want more...

No... It makes her need more... and so she wantonly bucks her hips, seeking some sort of friction.

Ever so attentive, Tzuyu takes note of Mina's body language, shifting to slide a leg between the older girl's. Experimentally, she rocks forward into the girl beneath her, and the resulting jolt of pleasure makes Mina dizzy with arousal.

Wanting to feel even more, Mina needily whimpers. She bucks her hips up again, harder this time, and with a desperate moan, starts to grind against Tzuyu's thighs.

But Tzuyu is not having it.

Grasping Mina's wrists, she pinned the desperate wife's arms down onto the bed, smirking as she shakes her head. "Mmm~ bad girl..."

Tzuyu's husky voice made Mina's pussy gush. She grinds her thigh hard against Mina's clothed center, causing the older girl to freeze and let out a needy whine, startled and very much turned on by the younger's display of dominance.

She feels Tzuyu's smirk widen against her neck before sucking on her pulse point once more, this time hungrier that the last. She sucks hard enough to leave a mark, making Mina hiss and moan as she digs her nails into Tzuyu's back. Then, Tzuyu whispers, into Mina's ear, each breath sending shivers from Mina's spine down to her very core.

"Mmm... I'm in charge here unnie. I'm going to take you right here... on your bed with Chae. I'm gonna make you think of me everytime you're with her, and by the end of this day, I'll make you forget her name."

H-how cruel...

And yet, Mina's legs open a tad bit wider, her arms draw Tzuyu even closer, and her panties get so much wetter. What should have been "Please, not here, not like this..." became,

"Mmm~ Make love to me Tzu..."

Tzuyu smiles, knowing full well she has Mina under her control. Smoothly she removes Mina's nightgown, leaving her only in her black laced bra and panties.

She gulps as the moonlight strikes Mina's fair skin, exposing her in all her ethereal beauty. Her face was flushed a bright ruby red. Her eyes, while half lidded was just as enticing. Her chest heaves heavily up and down, matching the rhythm of her breathless gasps.

Unable to resist, Tzuyu lunges forward once again, sucking along Mina's neck, the scent of Jasmine filling her senses. Mmm~ she smells so good. She makes her way lower, down to Mina's bra clad breasts, her heart pounding in anticipation.

Savoring the moment, she slowly runs her lengthy fingers across Mina's heated skin, quickly followed by gentle nips that make the Japanese girl gasp and close her eyes. When she arrives at Mina's clothed breasts, she glances up, a silent question in her eyes.

Mina simply nods once, wantonly arching her chest up. With her consent, Tzuyu then lowers her head, tongue darting out to lick at the valley between Mina's breasts as she reaches around to unclasp the older girl's bra. She smoothly undoes the hooks and throws it away, revealing Mina's perky breasts in all its glory.

Mina covered her breasts and looked away, her cheeks blushing a shy crimson. She was a little bit self conscious of her figure, her inner thoughts comparing herself to Sana. However, those thoughts soon became meaningless.

"You're beautiful Mina-yah. Never think otherwise." The tenderness in Tzuyu's voice made Mina's heart skip a beat. Tzuyu then cups her cheeks and kisses her tenderly. "Show me... Please~?"

Mina bites her lips shyly as she removes her hands and bares everything to her lover.

Without preamble, Tzuyu dives down and takes a soft pink nipple into her mouth. Her mouth forms a seal as her tongue twirls cravenly around the sensitive bud, relishing in the sinful sounds that escape Mina's sweet sweet mouth.

"Uhh god~ yes Tzuyu-ah~"

With a mischievous smirk, Tzuyu takes the glistening nipple between her teeth and pulls, making Mina gasp and curse. She arches her back as she grips the sheets hard, one hand tangling against the younger's raven locks.

Smiling widely, Tzuyu plants tender kisses along the valley between Mina's breasts, each kiss searing every contact. She runs her tongue across before latching onto the other, now erect nipple.

Sucking lightly, her other hand reaches up and gropes Mina's other breast, flicking the sensitive nipples with her fingers. She twists the pink nip in tandem while her tongue works the other bud.

"Hyanh~ S-shit! Tzuyu-ah!" Mina could do nothing but throw her head back in pleasure as Tzuyu expertly worked her breasts. She feels the wetness pool down continuously, effectively ruining her panties. Christ, fuck I think she can make me cum from just this alone...

She bucks her hips in need as she cups Tzuyu's face, wordlessly directing (pleading) her to go lower

"Mmm~ Impatient are we? Fine with me..."

It sends Mina's mind reeling when Tzuyu obliges, trailing her kisses down Mina's naked chest, down her quivering toned abs, and lower.

And lower.

Sitting back on her knees, Tzuyu drags Mina's panties off, teasingly taking a sniff. "Mmm~ you smell so needy unnie. Did you want me that much?" She smirks as Mina lets out a needy whine, hiding her flushed face behind her hands. "D-don't just sniff it like that, I-Its embarrassing..."

Heh~ cute... Gently, she takes Mina by the feet, lovingly caressing them, kissing the curves and soles softly before playfully nipping at her ankles, eliciting a giggle from the older girl. "Y-yah~ I-I'm a bit ticklish there."

Are you now? Tzuyu just snickers, filing her new discovery for later on. She gives it one last nip as she then trails kisses along Mina's calves, all the while maintaining eye contact with the older girl. She smiles, seeing Mina shake slightly with every little kiss.

Tzuyu continues until she reaches the older girl's inner thighs. After giving it a squeeze and a lick, she sharply takes a bite on the supple tender flesh, eliciting a breathless gasp, a mix of searing pain and delicious pleasure, driving Mina insane with need. She mewls helplessly, hips bucking, grasping for something... anything...

"T-tzu~ ahnn~ p-please..." The younger woman's hot breath ghosting across her dripping core makes Mina shiver in anticipation, and yet she does nothing but kiss Mina's outer pussy mounds. She watches as Mina's pussy pulsate needily with each kiss, with each breath... each teasing flick.

Her eyes widen as she sees just how wet Mina's become, white hot precum practically trickling down to the bed. Fuck... she's dripping so wet for me.

"P-please... Tzuyu-ah~ don't tease me any longer, please make this needy wife cum."

Once again, Tzuyu makes the mistake of looking at Mina's expression. One look at Mina's beady eyes, her desperate gaze that screams 'please fuck me' and she relents. Her hunger for Mina devouring her reason. She plants one last kiss right on Mina's sweltering core before using her thumbs to spread Mina's pussy lips apart.

One final cheeky grin and she says Mina-chan... Itadakimasu~

She licks a long broad strip right on Mina's slit, grinning at how the Japanese girl shudders when Tzuyu's tongue flicks against her throbbing clit.

"Uhhhh~ f-fuuuuckkk~" Mina can't help the long drawn out moan that tumbles from her lips, nor the way her grip tightens in Tzuyu's hair.

Pleased with the response, Tzuyu cranes her neck as she presses her tongue deeper, burying her face till her nose brushes against the elder's clit.

Her tongue curls and darts and swirls inside Mina's hot walls, stirring up the hot precum inside. Mmm~ fuck. She tastes so sweet I swear I could eat her out all day.

"God Tzuyu fuuck! Yes! Right there baby uhhh~"

She could feel Mina's heels dig against her back, urging her closer. All the while Mina closes her soft supple thighs around her head; if Tzuyu didn't know any better, she'd think the older was trying to suffocate her. This is turning me on... Strangely enough. Heh.

With Mina's moans growing in volume, Tzuyu intensifies her efforts. She closes her lips around Mina's clit and sucks gently, making Mina throw her head back and fully submit to the younger's ministrations, head drunk with lust.

"*Lick* *Lick* *Slurp* Uhhh~ Mina unnie... you taste so good. Mmm~"

Embarrassingly, Mina found herself close to the edge already, feeling her body tense up against Tzuyu's ministrations. Fuck... already? Mmm~ god I can't help it. She's eating me so good... uhh~

Tzuyu smirks, seeing Mina squirm and tense up. She's close already? Heh. Vigorously, she flicks her tongue repeatedly against Mina's swollen clit, watching her squirm and claw and grasp and moan. Finally, she hears the words she was waiting earnestly to hear.

"T-Tzuyu, I-I'm near. Mmmh~ I'm c-cumming, c-cumming... f-fuuuck!"

In one swift move, Tzuyu breaks away from Mina's heavenly thighs (she almost didn't want to) and sits up, stopping all stimulations. She watches as a frustrated Mina whimpers, hips bucking needily against the air. "F-fuck, why?" Dripping with impatience, she reaches down to finish the job herself. That is, until Tzuyu grips her wrists tight, pinning them above her head.

Before Mina could protest, Tzuyu surprises her by rubbing her hot throbbing cock against Mina's slick entrance, coating the head with Mina's juices. "It's a bit unfair if you're the only one getting off. Ne unnie~?" Mina's excitement grew as she sees the younger girl lining up her cock, preparing to invade her hot sweltering core.

Tzuyu's eyes silently asks for permission once more, and Mina just closes her eyes and nods. She feels a little guilty as Mina hisses in pain the moment she slides her slick coated cock in, but she keeps going. She drives inside deeper and deeper, inch by inch until finally, her cock bottoms out.

F-fuucckk shes so tight... And wet. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation. She could feel Mina's walls pulsing around her cock while the Japanese woman's legs wraps around her waist.

When she opens her eyes, she sees Mina's eyes flutter open as she exhales breathlessly, chest heaving as she wantonly throws her head back.

"You okay there unnie?" Tzuyu asks, her tone a mix of concern and teasing.

"Y-yeah... Mian, it's been awhile for me... Mmm~ Fuck I think I actually came a little bit." Mina cups Tzuyu's cheeks and draws her in for a kiss, partly to hide her flushed cheeks, but mostly to give her time to adjust to Tzuyu's size.

Holy shit she's so big... Fuck. I've never felt this full before. A few moments pass and she breaks their kiss. "Y-you can move now." She says shyly.

Shit... she's so fucking cute, I might not be able to control myself. With a grunt, Tzuyu rocks her hips, slowly getting used to Mina's tightness. In and out... In and out. She watches closely as Mina's face contorts in a myriad of expressions. She watches how Mina's brows furrow in mild discomfort, how her mouth hangs open in pleasure, how her body shudders in ecstacy.

She watches... And realizes, she's addicted. She's consumed by the burning desire to mess Mina up, to claim her as her own, to make Mina scream her name all night long.

Fuck it...

Tzuyu finally ups her pace, her once shallow thrusts now becoming deeper... faster... rougher... Her cock parts Mina's sweltering walls with ease, as if it's sucking her in with every thrust she makes.

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"F-fuck yes! Mmm~ just like that! Uhh! Harder tzu!"

The young idol grunts as she happily obliges. She drives deeper into Mina's pussy, feeling her wet hot walls constrict around her throbbing cock. Spontsaneously, she pins both of Mina's hands above her head once more and proceeds to run her tongue flat on the japanese girl's cleanly shaven armpits.

"W-wha? N-not there Tzu! T-that place is dirty!" Mina exclaims, her face beet red in embarrassment.

With a cocky grin, Tzuyu smirks. "Liar... You're loving this aren't ya? I can feel your pussy clench and cream all over my cock you know."

Mina vehemently shakes her head in denial, that is, until Tzuyu angles her thrusts and hits her g-spot. Her breath hitches as she throws her head back, and a loud involuntary moan escapes her lips.

Tzuyu's grin widened further. "Oh? Looks like I've found your spot unnie~"

With that evil grin, Mina knew she was completely and utterly fucked... And she absolutely loved it.

One thrust became two. Then three until eventually, every thrust Tzuyu made was deliberately hitting her in that sensitive spot.

"You like that unnie? Huh?"

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Oh f-fuck! Shit! Tzuyu! Hnyah~ You're hitting my spot! You're hitting my spot baby uhhh! Fuuuckk~"

The Taiwanese beauty just smiles as she watched her unnie throw her head back and lose herself in pleasure. More... I want to make her lose herself more.

With a mischievous smile, Tzuyu takes her thumb and takes it between her teeth, sucking and wetting it with her tongue. Then, she reached down into Mina's core and rapidly flicked on her clit while she pounded her pussy into oblivion.

The resulting reaction was exactly what she was hoping for.

"Holy shit! Fuuuckkk!" In an instant, Mina's pussy clamped on her cock like a vise. Her back arched beautifully off the bed as her body squirms and spasms with every thrust. Her head was thrown so far back and yet Tzuyu was so sure her eyes were rolled up, mouth open in a silent scream.

Even still, Tzuyu didn't stop. She continued to pound Mina through her orgasm, her thumb vibrating over Mina's swollen clit all the while.

"Fuck unnie. Fucking take it! Cum on my cock like a good girl."

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Ahhhh~ Shiiit! Haah~ tried to scoot away but Tzuyu held her down tight. Fuck... I- I can't even think straight anymore... I-I'm cumming again! Fuck!

Whether she came two more times, or she just came continuously for a very very long time, Mina didn't know anymore. Her mind was damn near blank as Tzuyu's merciless pounding echoed across the entire room. It wasn't until Mina's pussy finally pushed her cock out that Tzuyu finally stopped. Spurt after spurt she came, squirting all over the sheets, even drenching Tzuyu herself.

Tzuyu bit her lip as she watched Mina ride out her orgasm, mesmerized by the sinful sight. Mina's body twitched with every spurt of cum she sprayed until finally, her taut body collapses in a heap.

All the while the maknae securely wrapped her arms around the ballerina's back, trailing a kiss or two here and there while whispering sweet things like "I got you... Mmm~ let it all out unnie... You're so beautiful like this... *Tsup*"

It took a moment for Mina to gather herself, enough to register her young lover's sweet words and light kisses. With ragged breaths, she cups her young lover's cheeks and brings her in for a torrid kiss. Their tongues danced and explored until it became too much and air was a necessity once more.

They broke apart, foreheads resting on each other. "*Huff* I almost passed out back there... You're too good at this." Mina pouted.

With a cheeky smile, Tzuyu replied, "What can I say? I aim to please princess."

Mina fights the urge to roll her eyes as she collapses onto the bed, trying her best to catch her breath. "I... *huff* I don't think I ever came that hard before. Chae couldn't even make me squirt. I'm a bit surprised that I came that much."

A few minutes pass in silence, and Mina wonders why. She looked over to Tzuyu and was surprised to see her eyes darken, her expression stern and hard. "D-did I... Say something wrong?"

In one swift move, she feels herself getting flipped over. "T-tzuyu? Wha-"

*Spank!*

The dull sound echoed across the room. A sharp sting spread across Mina's ass cheeks as she registers exactly what just happened. Tzuyu... spanked her?

*Spank!*

Another one. This time harder. The sting has spread even more. She was about to ask why when Tzuyu spoke, voice low enough to be a growl.

"Mmm~ I make you cum and squirt, and even then you're still thinking of her?"

*Spank!*

"Bad girl..."

*Spank!*

Mina barely stops a moan from spilling out as Tzuyu spanks her again. Is she... Jealous? Mina smirks.

*Spank!*

"Ahn!~" This time, Mina was unable to keep quiet. She lets out a small moan as she shudders, feeling her pussy get drenched from getting spanked.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

*Spank!*

"Bad girls like you should get punished."

Mina bites her lips and looks back at Tzuyu, back arched and ass out, a small smile playing on her lips. With a sultry voice and hazy eyes, she says,

"Mmm~ I'm sorry... Daddy~ Punish me?"

...

Tzuyu's control shattered like glass.

With a firm grip, she held Mina's hips down and thrusted her throbbing cock in one go, making Mina cum instantly.

"Ahhhn~! Daddyyy~"

This time, the tall goddess didn't wait. She thrusted into Mina's pussy with reckless abandon. Her pace violent... rough... delicious...

"Hahn~ fuck yes! mmm~ just like that... Uhhh~ fuck me deeper daddy!" Mina could feel her mind melting as Tzuyu pounded into her. Fuck she's hitting me so deep.

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Oohhh fuuuck daddyyyy~ uhh! Yesyesyes! You're fucking me soooo deep."

She could feel Tzuyu's cock hit her in places she hasn't been hit before. It wasn't long before the pulsing cockhead was knocking on the entrance of her womb.

*Spank!*

"Fuuckkk... mmmm~ more~ more daddy~ more!" Her pussy creamed as Tzuyu spanked her once again. The sloppy sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, mixing in with Mina's mewls and erotic moans.

"*Growl* Tell me baby... *Spank!*Who's better huh? Who do you belong to?" Mina didn't answer. T'was as if she forgot to speak as she thoroughly enjoyed the rough pounding.

*Spank!*

"Answer me or I'll stop and just leave you here." With those words, Mina panicked.

"Hah~ No! Don't stop! Uhhh~ You're way better daddy. I'm yours~ Don't stop fucking meee~"

"... Good girl~" With a satisfied grin, Tzuyu's thrusts intensified, hitting Mina in her weak spots once again

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Fuck yes daddy! Don't stop! Fuckfuckfuck uhhh~ your cock feels so goood... So fucking gooood~"

Tzuyu had no such intention. She watched as Mina's ass rippled with every thrust, her back arching beautifully as she neared her peak. She watched as Mina's arms give out and just laid her head on the bed, hands now gripping the sheets as she fucked herself back on Tzuyu's cock, matching the rhythm of her thrusts.

*Plok* *plok* *Spank!* *plok* *plok*

"Uhh~ Daddy fuuuckk! You're fucking me up so good!" Mina's needy voice grew hoarse from all the moaning and screaming, yet she didn't care. Tzuyu's grip on her hips was slipping due to their mixed sweat, so she fashioned Mina's hair into a rough ponytail, using it to pull her up as she pounded even harder into her.

"Uhhh~ Fuck yes! Use me! Pound me! Do whatever you want to me daddy~" Tzuyu pulled on her hair a bit harder as she wrapped one hand around Mina's neck. She took advantage of the Japanese woman's flexibility, bending her backwards as she angled her head for a deep kiss.

"Ahm~ *Tsup* mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ keep fucking me daddy... I'm yours... I'm fucking yours." Tzuyu stared deep into Mina's half lidded eyes, her lover's need radiating off her quivering body in waves. Her brows were furrowed, her stare screaming More please... More... Give me more~

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

Mina's body tensed, her body taut as a bowstring. Noticing this, one of Tzuyu's hands reached around and furiously rubbed her clit, adding to the pleasure even more. The Japanese girl shook as the familiar knot in her stomach came undone. "Hnyah~ Shit! c-cumming daddy... cumming cumming cumming ahhh~"

Mina's body twitched as Tzuyu continued to fuck her through her climax. At this point, Mina's mind has stopped working. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Tzuyu plundered her insides. The whites in her eyes rolled in and out as her mouth hung open. Her arms hung limply to her sides, her body solely dependent on Tzuyu's hold.

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Fucking take it babygirl. Cum all over daddy's cock!" Tzuyu's thrusts were relentless. She could feel Mina cum and cream all over her cock and still she wasn't stopping.

"Uhhh~ F-fuck I-I can't... Mm'm so sensitive. Mercy~ daddy please..." Mina squeaked in between her orgasms.

*Spank!*

"What mercy, huh? You should look at yourself and see your own face babygirl..." Tzuyu angled her head so she can see herself in the mirror.

...

Mina was smiling. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were hazy and beady, her body shaking against Tzuyu's hard thrusts. She was wearing that utterly fucked out expression but... She was smiling.

Hah~ This is... me... I love it... I don't ever want it to end.

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

That day, in that position, Mina came more times than she bothered to count. More than Chae ever made me cum... It was only until Tzuyu's arms burned from holding up Mina's body weight that she let go, gently letting Mina fall forward into the bed, twitching from the overload of cumming too much.

"*Huff* *huff* S-sho good... Daddy~... *Huff*"

Tzuyu leaned over, pinning Mina's body against the bed with her weight. "Check again babygirl... Daddy hasn't cum yet."

Mina's eyes widen in horror as realization set in. Fuck.Her gasp turns into a soft moan as the taller woman's cock, slick with Mina's cum, presses between the cheeks of her ass.

"I'm going to fuck you like this," Tzuyu snarls, her cock energized by the prospect of ravaging the helpless, prone Japanese woman beneath her. "I'm going to fuck you till I cum again and again. And baby girl is going to like it."

"Mmmm~ D-daddy~" Mina purrs in turn, she turns her head to keep her mouth above the now-rustled bed sheets.

With one hand, Tzuyu shakily reaches for her cock, slipping it between her lover's legs. Mina spreads her thighs as best she can - allowing Tzuyu entrance to her sloppy pussy. The head pushes between her lips, and with one hard thrust, Tzuyu's cock fills her to the hilt.

"Oh fuck daddy! Daddy~! Uhh~" Mina gasps breathlessly. This position has Tzuyu hitting her deep. So deep that she feels her womb getting knocked up. Every thrust knocks the breath out of her lungs, and she could feel her brain turning into mush once more. Fuck... She's really intent on fucking me stupid. Uhh~ I can barely think of anything anymore.

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

Tzuyu plows into her mercilessly, fucking her into the mattress, her body bouncing against the bed with each thrust. Her ass ripples with every impact of Tzuyu's hip. She drove her cock into Mina's tight hot pussy with feral intensity, making her pussy squelch and cream endlessly.

"Fuck daddy~ you're so big and deep inside me. Ahh~ Ahh~ you're stretching my tight little pussy out~" She mewls, her words nearly getting drowned out by the wet sound of Tzuyu's hips clapping Mina's ass and the violent creaks of the bed frame.

"That's right baby. I'm gonna fuck your pussy so hard I'll mold your insides perfect for my cock. *Tsup* Chae won't even fit inside you when I'm done." Tzuyu grunts.

"Uhh~... Fuck me harder daddy Mmm~ Ooh~ ... As hard as you want~ You own me~ my body is yours! All yours~ fuck me- stretch my tight little pussy open ~ fuck right there fuuuuuckk~"

Tzuyu grins at Mina's words. She'd finally broken her, claimed her body in it's entirety. Spurred by this sinful fact, the young woman raises her hips, angling to hit the very depths of Mina's core. She grasps the back of her lover's head, pushing Mina's face roughly against the mattress.

"Fucking take it, baby. Take my fucking cock!"

*Plok* *plok* *plok* *plok*

"Mmmm~ ohh~ fuck, fuck, fuck!" Mina's moans were muffled, yet still so fucking needy. Her head is barely afloat above the sheets. Her hands clutch and claw, grasping for anything on the bed as her breaths become ragged and shallow. She calls on Tzuyu's name like an obscene mantra, and every call is answered with a fine thrust into her wet warm cunt. Subconsciously, Mina crosses her legs, making it all the more tighter for Tzuyu's cock.

"Fuck, I can feel you getting tighter baby... Mmm~ so tight for daddy. Like you're milking my cum dry. Is that what you want, huh? For daddy to cum inside you?"

*Spank!*

"Yes daddy~ C-cum inside me! Fill my fucking pussy up. Knock me up daddy~ Please!~ ooohh~ Breed me! Breed me daddyyy~" The hand on Mina's scalp grasps a fistful of her hair and pulls her upwards. As the Japanese woman gasps for air desperately, her insides squelches at the mere prospect of getting creampied. The consequences never even crossed her mind as she let out a long hoarse groan.

"D-Daddy~ s-so goood... I-I'm about to cum... D-daddy~ uhh~ I-I'm cumming! cummingcummingcumming shit Ahhhhh~" With a silent scream, Mina came. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her back arching elegantly like a ballerina. Her legs quivered violently and uncontrollably whilst her toes curled deliciously from the pleasure.

"Fuck!" With one final thrust, Tzuyu buries her cock as deep as she could, and finally the knot became undone. Spurt after spurt she came, filling Mina's womb and painting her walls white with thick ropes of her hot spunk. Her cock twitches and spasms as Mina's pussy pulsates, intent of milking every drop she had.

The next few moments felt like an eternity as Tzuyu unloads everything she has to an utterly fucked out, twitching Mina. Minutes felt like seconds until finally, the Taiwanese beauty withdraws her flaccid cock, utterly spent and drained. Her cum dripped freely from the thoroughly used cunt, the amount proving too much. She then collapses by Mina's side, cuddling her as their breaths synced with each other.

C-cum.. ~ S-So much cum... So... so good~

The last thing Mina sees before she passes out is a picture of her and Chae on top of their nightstand.

Mian... I... Don't think I'll be able to come back to you after all. She's just... too good.

Gomen ne... Next Chapter: 1-6 Mina Arc; More, More, More... (TBC)

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russellsppttemplates · 6 months

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We'll figure out as we go (Lance Stroll)

A little peek into Lance's birthday celebrations

Note: english is not my first language. This is incredibly self indulgent, but the writer's block is still here and I have not been able to distract myself too much even though I have way too much free time (maybe another rant for another day), which means ruminating is a big part of my days. Also, let's pretend that the race calendar is a little different.

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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Tw: f1 2023 season for AM, mentions wanting to start a family in the future, fertility issues, the tiniest suggestive smut

"Happy birthday, my love", you greeted Lance, your voice croaky from having just woken up. The bed was warm since you both planned to stay in for as long as you could before facing the outside world.

"Thank you, sweetheart", he mumbled back against your lips before kissing them, allowing himself to freely feel your skin against his palms as they travelled around your torso, "I love you".

Because of your schedules during the week, with you going to work pretty early and Lance's workout sessions also at the beggining of the day, these moments only really happened on the weekends he spent at home and whenever you travelled with him to watch him race from the paddock and not your usual spot on the sofa. So you decided to take it all in, even if you both had set an earlier alarm than usual and probably had the first room service request of the day.

"Part of me wants to go and race, but I'm also very, very tempted to stay here with you and celebrate", your boyfriend nudged, kissing your neck area before kissing all the way up to your lips, dissolving your smirk, "I don't think the team would be happy if you did that, and the fans, too, they're here to watch you, too", you reasoned, cupping his face and rubbing his cheeks with your thumbs.

"It seems keeping them happy has not been my strongest suit lately", he admitted, looking down slightly, "you're not responsible for anyone's happiness other than your own, Lance. Sure, you can help others feel happy, but it's not your responsibility", you smiled as he looked back up and into your eyes, "besides, it's your birthday, and after the race, we can go home and soak up eachother for a few days", you said, looking at the clock on the bedside table, "also, we have breakfast arriving any minute now", you kissed his cheek before you got up, heading to the bathroom to freshen up quickly.

When breakfast arrived at the door, you thanked the lovely employee and they set the plates and trays on the table, "we don't have a cake, but I'll make that one you really like when we're back home", you said, sitting in your boyfriend's lap as you enjoyed the plate of pancakes.

The race didn't go as planned, and with a double DNF, the whole team was feeling a little bit down, so after all of Lance's duties were taken care of, you went back to the hotel, packing the last few things into the suitcases and driving to the airport.

"I know you've had a way harder day than I've had, but I can't wait until I feel our bed", you cuddled closer to Lance once you were allowed to push the armrest between you upwards, "soon enough, you will", he kissed your forehead.

"I still can't believe I have you all to myself this week", he added, "I still have some things from work, they're just fine if I do them from home", you recalled, "but I couldn't agree more. I'm going to cling onto you like a limpet".

"Are you sure that we don't need anything else?", you asked again, "I have finished work for the day, I have time to bake something else", you added. "I know you like to cook, and that you wouldn't mind making dinner, but it's easier this way", Lance said, "you don't need to fuss around, and I get to have you for the rest of the day", he kissed your forehead, "right here with me".

The plan for the day was simple: after you finished your work assignments, you and Lance would spend the rest of the day basking in eachother's company and later Chloe and Scotty would join you for dinner provided by a caterer your boyfriend had arranged.

"How about we go on a walk? You said you wanted to do the trail the other day", you suggested, earning a nod as you both walked upstairs to grab what you needed. The previous rainy days called for stronger walking gear as the trail would be muddy, paired with a thick jumper and a puffy coat to protect you from the cold, "are you ready, darling?", Lance wondered seeing you walk to the door as you put your hood up, "didn't know I was going on a walk with the Michelin man", he teased you, kissing your cheek as he grabbed the keys from the bowl, opening the door for you.

Taking a walk had become one of your favourite outdoor activities with Lance since it was one of the fewer ones that didn't involve head protective gear or going at faster speeds than you liked, so you had grown acquainted to the trails and paths near where you lived, always wanting to explore them a little more and see what they had to offer. It quickly became your couple thing to do when you wanted a slow day, so whenever the weather allowed, you and Lance took that time to move your bodies as well as catching up, specially after double and triple headers.

"I really miss this quiet and calm whenever we're on the road", Lance began, "I love racing and travelling around the world to do it, but it's too loud sometimes". It was not a new confession or something you had never heard, and particularly with the season he and the team were having, you knew how much everything had gotten to him and how much he needed his safe place. For him, his safe place was somewhere he could be that was a little quieter, with friends and family and no other eyes prying around, and being with you, as he soon found out after you started dating. You had quickly become his safe person and he couldn't be more grateful.

"I get what you mean", you said, squeezing his hand that was laced in yours, "I spent last weekend with you and I've felt my social battery run low a couple of times", you admitted, "I love to watch you race, so I get what you mean", you stopped as he helped you across a big puddle, afraid you'd lose balance and fall, "but I'm glad you're also taking care of yourself. I'm very proud of you, Lance, in every way possible", you noted, seeing his blush and taking advantage of the fact that he was pulling you in slightly to fully face him and kiss his lips.

When you arrived back home, you and Lance went upstairs for a quick shower together, your boyfriend helping you wash your body after you grabbed a claw clip to secure as you did with him, the warm water and soft touches only stopping because soon the catering people would arrive to deliver the food.

When they knocked on the door, they quickly set the containers on the counter like you asked them too, explaining which ones contained what and a few instructions if you needed to heat them up and how to store them if there were leftovers. Thanking them one last time, Lance walked them to the door, coming back to the living room and helping you set the table.

"Your sister just texted me saying that Scotty is driving them here, they just left", you smiled, hugging Lance from the back first before he then turned to look at you, kissing your forehead, "thank you, for this and everything else, and before you go all 'I didn't even do anything' on me", he tutted, "I'm saying it because it is true, I would've gone mad if I didn't have you, so thank you for always being there for me. Here's to many more birthdays with you by my side", he kissed you, being interrupted by the door.

"Now, where's my girl Y/N?", you heard Chloe say, hearing her heels click against the wooden floor, "hey, gorgeous girl", you greeted her with a hug, "how have you been?", you asked, "same old, and you?".

"I've been good, busy with work and travelling with this one, but it's good busy", you smiled, tapping your boyfriend's back lightly before nudging him so you could hug Scotty, "has the older Stroll sibling been bugging you too much?", you wondered, "please, Y/N, I got the easier sibling, I should be the one asking you that", the snowboarder said, getting a giggle out of everyone before you headed to the dining room.

While you ate dinner, you took the opportunity to catch up with eacother, laughing and sharing recent and older memories as you enjoyed the food. By the time dessert was on the table, Chloe and Scotty gave Lance their present for him, "There's another bag, which is not a present for you", Chloe pointed out, grabbing the black paperbag from the sofa, "I like to think this is a collective... enjoyment for the night", she smiled, taking out a big brown book that, by the pages you could peek while it was still closed, looked like an old photo album.

"Mom found it when she was arranging space for the wedding photo album and she said that they messed up when they printed this one, so she had two copies. She gave me this so I could show you, too.", your sister in law smiled, opening it to reveal a picture of young Lance and Chloe hugging eachother.

"Oh, look! It's baby Lance!", you cooed, tracing your finger on a picture of Lance when he was probably no older than twelve months, laying down on what looked like a sun lounger. You could see Claire-Anne sitting by the end of it, attempting to get him to look at the camera even though he still looked at her, "That's one cute baby".

"He was a troublemaker though", Chloe chipped in, "not loads of times, I must admit, but he knew which buttons to push whenever he wanted to cause a tantrum", she defended, hugging her younger brother, "Oh, look! There's that one of when my tooth fell!".

Lance helped you move the plates and trays back to the kitchen so Scotty would have time to run back to the car and get the cake, allowing you to sing Happy Birthday to him and enjoy another slice of sweet and fluffy cake over a cup of wine.

"Lance probably wants another type of birthday celebrations", Scotty smirked, "and training ended me today, too, so maybe we could get going", he said, earning a nod from his wife, "me too, I'm exhausted", she got up, "thanks for dinner, guys", they said as you walked them to the door, not before swatting Scotty's arm, "you thought I didn't notice the comment?".

After leaving the downstairs area was somewhat tidy, you and Lance went upstairs to get redy for bed, "You know, the pictures just made me think about having a family of our own, little babies that look like you", you smiled, sitting next to him on the bed and nestling yourself on his chest, "I know it's not right now, but it got me thinking", you drew small random shapes on his skin.

"Me too, although I must admit I've seen your baby pictures and I'd be lying if I said that I don't imagine out kids with you chubby cheeks", he said, softly kissing the top of your head, "when the time comes, we will figure it out, okay?", he asked, already knowing where your mind was taking you. The diagnosis was a turning point, that was for sure, not only because you could finally put a pin on what was happening and that your discomfort was indeed caused by something, but because it came with uncertainties. For all you knew, it could either be something that would interfere only a little or it could put a serious dent in your fertility and how you and Lance would proceed to start your own family when the time came.

"We'll figure it out as we go, like we always do", you smiled, pushing him down on his back as you began kissing his jaw, "now, can I love on my handsome and wonderful boyfriend?".

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bellebridgerton · 7 months

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Best Buddies Chapter 5 (Modern Benedict Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

✨Masterlist✨

✨Last Chapter✨

Y/n woke up on Sunday, the last day of their visit into the country, the sun shining through the curtains of Benedict's bedroom. She felt his hand resting on her arse, not the she minded in the slightest. She gently stroked his cheek with her thumb, "Benedict, wake up, it's our last day here for the weekend."

Benedict didn't want to wake up, he groaned and curled into Y/n, resulting in Y/n on her back, his head resting on her chest and his body slotted between her legs. Y/n rubbed his back and kissed his head until she saw his eyes open, "Good morning, sleepyhead."

Benedict buried his face in her breasts, still half asleep, "I want to sleep, please. Family can wait." He didn't want to leave her arms and go see his family.

Y/n giggled, "Why is that?"

Benedict cuddled her closer, if that were possible, "You're comfy and warm, and you smell good."

Y/n blushed, "Thank you, Benny, but we can cuddle when we get home, I promise."

Benedict huffed, "Fine, I'll get up." He sat up on his knees, admiring the picture before him; Y/n in her pajamas, hair a mess, sleep in the corners of her eyes. She was perfect. He gently squeezed her thigh lovingly as he got up, like it was something he'd always done. Little did he know it started a fire inside Y/n, a fire that she knew she'd have to try to deal with on her own.

Y/n got up and fished a sundress out of her weekend bag, "What do you think?"

Benedict looked at her dress, it was beautiful and like most other men, he loved when women wore sundresses. Benedict nodded, "I like it, it looks good on you, love." He'd seen her in it before and it was the culprit of many a boner for him.

Y/n grinned and kissed his cheek, "I'm going to go freshen up and change."

Benedict nodded, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He felt his length stiffening again, "Fucking perfect." Benedict getting hard from being around Y/n wasn't new, but the frequency with which it was happening was. He stood up and gripped one of his bed posts, taking his cock in his other hand, thrusting into his hand, "Fuck, that's my girl, so tight! Mmm, Y/n, so good for me, baby girl."

Y/n couldn't believe her ears, Benedict was masturbating, to the thought of her, no less. She felt excited and nervous, but she certainly didn't want to interrupt him, that could make things very awkward.

As soon as she heard him stutter out her name, she hoped he'd finished. She gave it another couple moments, before she opened the door, "I'm ready, do you want me to wait here for you, Benny?"

Benedict had removed his shirt and was stretching, pretending as if nothing happened. He smiled, "Either one is fine with me, I don't want you to miss anything downstairs, but you can wait for me, if you wish, love."

Y/n approached Benedict and rested her hand on his chest, "Don't take too long, okay." She leaned up a bit, "I don't smell cigarettes!"

Benedict chuckled, "I told you I'd kick the habit. It'll take some time, but I feel good." He gently squeezed her waist with both hands, one resting on her lower back and one resting right above her arse. The second hand slid down and lightly touched her arse as he leaned in to kiss her cheek. Benedict felt her body curve with his as his lips touched her cheek. Y/n's arms draped around his shoulders and she kissed his cheek back, kissing his cheek a few times, each one longer than the last. With the last kiss, her hand cupped his opposite cheek, as if he might pull away.

Benedict had no intention of pulling away from all the wonderful attention she was giving him. He kissed her cheek again, his hands rubbing her lower back. He gently pulled back and kissed her temple, then her cheek again.

Y/n giggled softly, "Feeling affectionate this morning, are we?" She didn't mind at all, just surprised.

Benedict gave her a devilish grin, "You said I couldn't give you any kisses until I stopped smoking, and I've stopped, so I'm making up for the ones I missed yesterday." He kissed her jaw like she had done to him the night before.

Y/n blushed like mad, "Go get dressed, your family is waiting on us, I'm sure." She gave him one last kiss on the cheek before gently shoving him into the bathroom.

Benedict laughed but took his clothes into the bathroom with him, cleaning up and changing into jeans and a t-shirt. He exited the bathroom and put his tennis shoes on, "I'll take our bags to the car, you go socialize, I'll be right behind you."

Y/n fastened her sandals on, "Okay, don't be too long."

They both walked out of his bedroom, taking all of their possessions with them. Benedict kissed her cheek and parted paths with her at the bottom of the stairs, "I'll only be a minute, love."

One of Benedict's aunts on his father's side approached Y/n, "You must be Benedict's girlfriend, Violet has told me so much about you, it's lovely to meet you, deary."

Y/n felt her face turn to a crimson blush, "Oh, I'm Y/n, I'm not-."

Benedict appeared behind Y/n with a smile on his face, "Hello love, I see you've met my Aunt Margary. Aunt Margary, this is Y/n."

Aunt Margary smiled, "You two make a lovely couple."

Benedict just smiled and thanked her before she walked away, causing Y/n to look up at him. He could sense what she was going to ask, "It's okay, even if we tried to explain to her that we're just best friends, she'd act like she didn't hear it and continue on like we were a couple anyway."

After a few more introductions to extended family, all of them mistakenly believing that Benedict and Y/n were a couple, they decided to say their goodbyes to their immediate family.

Y/n gave each Bridgerton, a hug and a kiss on the cheek, along with Kate, Penelope, and baby Edmund. She embraced Violet last, Violet said, "Oh my darling girl, do keep an eye on Benedict for me."

Y/n giggled, "I always do, Violet."

Violet nodded, looking down at Y/n lovingly, "Dearest, as I've said before, you are my daughter, blood or not, you can call me Mum, or Mother, if you like."

Y/n teared up a bit, "I will keep an eye on Benedict, Mum."

Violet placed a kiss on Y/n's forehead, "Safe travels, dearest." She turned to Benedict, "And you, don't give her a hard time."

Benedict laughed and smiled, "Yes, Mother." He hugged her close, kissing her cheek.

Violet whispered to her son, "Tell her how you feel, dearest, you two would be so happy together. Don't lose her to someone else." She knew how special Y/n was to Benedict, but she also knew that he wouldn't have his window of opportunity forever.

Benedict nodded, "I won't let that happen, I promise."

The ride home felt much quicker than the ride to Benedict's country home.

As Y/n and Benedict walked into their shared flat, Y/n went straight to her bedroom to put away her clothes from the weekend.

Benedict did the same, then laid on his bed, thinking. He couldn't stop replaying their fervent displays of affection just that morning, how her body reacted to his. He needed to be close to her again, if only to hold her.

Benedict walked to her bedroom and noticed the door had been left slightly open, he heard her calling for him. No. She was moaning. Benedict strained his ear a bit more, he could hear a low, faint buzzing. Oh god, she was masturbating and thinking about him! He quietly sped to his bedroom, hoping she didn't notice he was there. About 10 minutes later, he heard shuffling from the kitchen.

Benedict exited his room and saw Y/n cooking a late lunch. He leaned against the island, smirking, "Can you make some for me too?"

Y/n looked over her shoulder at him and smiled, "Of course."

Benedict walked up behind her, his hands low on her hips and his lips grazing her ear, "Thank you, love." He kisses her cheek lazily several times, not bothering to pull away, just resting his lips against her cheek until pressing another kiss to her skin. He was slightly surprised she allowed him such brazen behavior. They remained there while she cooked their lunch, him wrapped around her while he gave her cheek kisses whenever he felt like it.

Y/n plated up their lunch on two plates and turned around in his arms, kissing his cheek long and lovingly. When her lips separated from his cheek, there was a soft sound, "It's so nice to be back home. I love your family, I truly do, but the only time I got you to myself was in your bedroom."

Benedict rubbed her lower back and kissed her temple, "You have my undivided attention, love."

Y/n smiled, rubbing his chest gently, "Good, let's eat."

They ate in a comfortable silence while the tv played in the background.

After lunch, Benedict cleaned up their dishes and took Y/n to his room for an evening of cuddling and watching movies.

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#bridgerton #benedict bridgerton smut #benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton

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lunaekalenda · 9 months

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Hello An. I see that you need help getting rid of the strong writers block and needs some requests for drabbles. I’m willing to help you out and I do have a drabble request I cooked up right away for you. Could I request an Eren x Pregnant!Reader fluff where Eren was taking a sunbath completely naked laying on his stomach in the meadow near the mountains as the birds land on his eucalyptus crown and butterflies resting on his naked butt and back. As Eren is relaxing, he sees Y/N (she wore a pink maternity gown and pink flower crown) taking a nap with her laying on her side with the blanket pulled over her and her head on the pillow her. Then, Eren scooted closer to Y/N and lifted the blanket up to soothe her pregnant belly and gave it a kiss before talking to his unborn child telling them how much he loves them as much as he loved Y/N before reading a baby book to his unborn child since he learned from Armin that reading books to his child in Y/Ns womb is good for them. After Eren finished the stories he read, he began to sing lullabies to Y/N even though she’s still resting and his unborn child until he fell asleep. Finally, Y/N woke up to seeing Eren resting and began to rest her head in his bare chest watching the clouds? Thank you - 🌼

hello!! thank you so much for sending this in, i'll try my best!

warnings: fem!bodied reader, pregnancy.

The absence of your husband on your shared bed wakes you up, not feeling his hot body around. You don't even need to check to know where he is, a simple quick gaze through the window gives you the answer. There he is, laying on the grass, face down and breathing calmly, surrounded by butterflies and tiny birds that found on his bare back a place to rest. The leafs of his eucalyptus crown stick out his hair, where some butterflies perch ethereally. Your take softly your blanket and a soft pillow before walking towards him, the soft fabric of your pink nightgown whispering as you walk against the soft breeze.

Putting the pillow near to him, you cover your body with the blanket, searching the best position for your baby bump, now pretty noticeable because of the proximity of your child coming to the world. Eren feels your body next to his, as he takes his body under the blanket next to yours before opening an eye softly, facing you with a smile. His hands are quick to travel to your belly, cupping the place where you unborn son is. He caresses it softly, dancing around your skin with his fingertips, giving long caresses with his wide palm.

"I can't wait for you to come to my arms." He whispers, and you know he's talking to the baby. Eren spends a lot of time speaking to the child, singing for your belly and reading tales. It's true that the anxiety and the fear of being your firstborn is still beating somewhere, but you feel that, somehow, Eren soothes that fear away with just being by your side, showing you everyday how good of a dad he'll be to your child. "Me and mom already love you so much, we can't wait to hold you, kiss you, hug you, see you grow up." His hands are still gently caressing you, as his green, intense eyes are now fixed on yours, before he gets closer to kiss your temple. "I love you. And I'm grateful you let me form a family by your side. You're the biggest treasure life could have gifted me."

You're in a loss of words when Eren's bare body tangles with yours in a warm hug, tears on the corner of your eyes as you hug his back to put him closer - or, at least, as close as your baby bump lets you. Then, Eren starts one of the daily stories your unborn child gets to listen everyday. This time, the tale he chose is about a girl that wasn't taller than a thumb, and how she was able to save all her sisters from the hungry her family was passing. You smile at him when he's done.

"Don't you think the child is still to little to know about hunger crisis and sacrifices for the family?" Eren smiles softly before giggling.

"But he'll know the tale. It's entertaining." He sighs.

"For the kid or for you?" Eren laughs strongly, before kissing you deeply. Days by his side were way too perfect, too sweet, too soft. You could never get used to his affection, and you wish you never do. Every time he kisses you, still feels like the same time. The baby kicks against his hands, making him part for you.

"Alright, seems like it's time for a lullaby." Eren lays on his back before starting to sing softly, and lets you rest your head on his chest, feeling his soft heartbeat and the way his chest vibrates when he hums. The clouds look at you from above, probably jealous of your little family that, soon, will have one more member. One both of you can't wait to welcome.

#dad!eren #eren x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren fluff #snk fluff #snk x reader #snk x you #aot fluff #aot x reader #aot x you

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shinestarhwaa · 1 year

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Falling || C.S.

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Pairing: San x fem reader

Word count: 688

Warnings/tags: San is readers best friend but they're kind of in love, depression, mentions of death and trauma, abuse, family drama, anxiety, reader has no experience in love, insecurity about weight

(If ur dealing with any mental issues, pls remember ur not alone! Find someone to talk to, my door is always open <3)

ENJOY!

"I'm never gonna find love," you sighed, staring at the tv, displaying all the great names of actors who starred in the movie you just finished.

"What? What do you mean, never?" San commented, his eyebrows raising as he slid the hood from his head, revealing his silky raven hair.

"My life's just never gonna be as perfect as her's. She got it all. She has the job, she has gorgeous looks. She has a hot boyfriend, and look at me, I'm only a potato that no one wants."

San frowned. "What are you even talking about? You have a fine job, you're prettier than she is, you could easily get a boyfriend. You just need to learn how to open up," he said as he played with your hair.

"I'll never be good enough anyways," you mumbled, turning off the TV.

"You don't have to be so insecure, Y/N, you're doing okay, right?"

"Okay... yeah, sure," you sighed. Okay? No you were not okay.

You had lived your whole life with your parents telling you you weren't enough, hitting you once again when you didn't get an A on a test (even though you got a B).

Your entire life was about trying to make them happy, make them proud of you, but not once in your life had they told you this. Yet, you still loved them. Still needed their validation, because they were your parents.

Now you're well above 20, and you lost your parents a few months ago, as they passed together in a car accident. Your ignorant sister, who has always believed to be better than you has moved to the other side of the world, not bothering to even contact you.

Now even when they're gone you can't let it go. You flinch when people you care about raise their voice or raise their arms, you feel your heart beat faster with anxiety when someone looks at your body and you feel like you can not breathe when you have to make a test.

They ruined you.

No you were not okay.

Would you ever be okay?

San looked at you. "Y/N? Are you there?You've zoned out...," he said as he wiped a tear from your cheek. You hadn't even noticed you were crying.

You looked down. Can't look him in his eyes. His sweet loving eyes. You only wanted him to look at you the way you looked at him.

But he was a friend. With beautiful eyes that made you melt. A smile that makes you feel warm inside. Skin that makes every part of your body tingle when you touch.

To you he was San. But to him, you are just you.

"Sweetheart, don't cry... you'll get there. You have your whole life ahead of you," San said as he pulled you close.

Your head rested on his warm, muscular chest. Softly, you sobbed into his chest, tears staining his black t-shirt.

"San? Do you think I'm a failure?," you sobbed. San's heart broke, again, and again. With every tear he felt on his shirt. It broke him. He wanted you so bad. Wanted you to be okay.

San wanted to kiss you so bad, make you believe you're the most beautiful creature on this entire planet. A failure? You're an angel. My angel.

"Honey, you're not a failure...," he sighed. "Look at me."

Shyly, your eyes met his, and for a second it took away every sorrow in your body.

"You... are a beautiful young lady, inside and out. You have talent, you're passionate, you're beautiful, kind and sexy. You have nothing to worry about. I got you..."

"I am...? Sexy?"

You blushed a little when you noticed San's flustered look on his face.

He nodded softly. "You are sexy, you really are, I mean... you just have all the right...,'' San sighed, '' you are everything anyone could possibly want."

"But that's not true. No one wants me. No one ever has fallen for me," you sighed as you rubbed your eyes, mascara staining your cheek and hands.

"But I am falling for you, Y/N."

#choi san #san #ateez #angst #fluff #friends to lovers #trauma and shizzles #emotional #short oneshot

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jackharlou · 1 year

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Impatiently waiting

Concept: all the negative results lead you to realize you want a baby with jack so bad, but things get rough on the road. luckily, you have a partner that does love you and wants to take care of you.

Trigger warning: mentions of pregnancy and not being able to conceive.

Part II

"i'm late" - you told dev, your best friend, after checking the app you have in your phone that helps you keep track of your period.

"to where? i thought we were staying in" - she said unaware of the panic on your face.

"you idiot. my period. i was supposed to have my period two weeks ago"

"oh... OH" - she stood and walked closer to you - "you want me to get you a test?"

"please. people never recognize me but with my luck i know that if i go and get one it'll be all over TMZ"

"don't move. I'll be back in fifteen minutes" - she said before grabbing her car keys and ran through your front door.

in less than ten minutes you had the bag in your hands, containing five boxes - "ok, i think this is to much" - you said laughing.

"just wanted to be sure. go, go" - she pushed you to make you walk to the bathroom.

when you finished your business in the bathroom you sat with your friend in silence, anxious and impatient silence. after the time indicated on the box went by, you looked at the two tests you took. they were negative.

"is this a good or a bad thing?" - dev asked, not sure if she had to celebrate or encourage you to keep trying.

"well, i don't know. i do know we want kids but i don't know if we're ready" - you said with a look on your face that she, your best friend, couldn't read.

"you'll never be ready, honey" - she said, not helping at all.

three days later you period came and you couldn't help but feel a little sad about it.

three months passed and the same thing happened, being now almost a month you went without your period, which meant your expectations were dragged for a little longer. you got a test from the ones dev bought, the ones you hide from jack somewhere in your closet.

again; negative.

this time the result did make you realize your disappointment, which led you to understand you could actually be happy with a positive outcome, but you tried to just let it rest and kept going with your life like nothing happened.

for the next five months you took three more tests, and now you were scared and confused because you weren't on the pill and you two gave up on condoms a long time ago, so something wasn't right.

the thoughts spread through your head like a wild fire. "what if i can never get pregnant? jack wants a family, what if can't give him that? would he be ok with adoption or trying those treatments i've always heard about but actually don't know anything about? would he leave me if i can't give him a baby...?" those thoughts haunted you for days, and you faced them on your own because you were afraid to talk to jack.

but the moment it actually hit you was while being at a show in atlanta.

jack was doing his usual meet and greet and a fan took her baby with her. you didn't pay attention to how old the baby was, you could only see jack holding him. the way his smile grew big, the way his arms surrounded the baby, probably making him feel protected and warm... it was to much, the pressure you put on your own shoulders was to much, because you wanted to see him like that with your own baby, a baby apparently you weren't meant to have. so, you went to a place where you could be alone and just sat there with your hurtful thoughts.

"are you ok?" - jack entered the room probably fifteen minutes later.

"yeah. is it over?" - you tried to clean your tears without him noticing, but it was you. he could notice everything.

"yes, it is. can you please tell me what's going on? because i'm worried" - he said while kneeling in front of you, placing his elbows on your knees and hands on your waist.

"it's nothing, just a headache and some stress over work. nothing to worry about" - you gave him a fake smile and caressed his face.

"does this headache has to do with you seeing me with a baby and with the bunch of pregnancy tests you have been hiding from me?"

you froze. you felt sad and guilty and overwhelmed and just disappointed.

without realizing, tears started rolling down your face, and when he held you, you started sobbing.

"baby, talk to me, please" - he murmured on your ear, hoping he could understand the situation so he could help you in some way.

"it's been months and it doesn't happen"

"what doesn't?"

"i want a baby, jack. i want to give you a baby and we have been doing it for months without proteccion and nothing happens. what if i can never get pregnant?"

"baby, why am i hearing all this concern you have been feeling just now?"

"because i'm scared" - you whispered.

"we need to go with a doctor first, before getting ahead and thinking things that won't help us. and before we find out about anything i want to make one thing clear; it doesn't matter if you can't give me biological kids. there are many other ways we can go through to expand our family, and choosing either one of them won't make you less of a woman, less of a mom and definitely won't make me love you any less"

he stayed there, holding you for as long as he could, until someone looked for him to remind him he needed to start getting ready for the show.

"i don't want to leave you" - he murmured on your ear.

"go, I'll be fine" - you assured him - "i'm gonna go with the guys and get distracted for a few"

he left because he had to, but he truly didn't want to leave your side. yes, he found the tests a while ago, but he just thought it was you getting some scares and just making sure you weren't actually pregnant, but when he saw the look on your face while holding that baby at the meet and greet, he put the pieces together.

his heart was now broken because he knows you, he knows you better than anyone. he knows how much you can get into your own head, so he was sure you were beating yourself over this.

the following days you spent them looking for a doctor, since jack wanted to go with the best one in the country because "we can afford it". luckily, the one you found was close to your home.

at the appointment, you talked to the doctor about the whole situation and what you were scared of, which led to the two of you having to get analysis done to figure out the issue.

days later you were called back to the doctor's office.

"you guys have pretty hectic lives, which means stress. stress is like any other disease, it affects your mental and physical health, so i do think this may be the biggest factor right here because your analysis show that both of you are healthy, there's nothing that calls my attention in those results. so, if in a year from now you can't conceive, then we could start talking about all the methods that exist for you to be able to become parents. and y/n, i can only imagine how bad you're overthinking the entire situation, doubting about you and your body. i know it's easier said than done but you need to calm down those thoughts and relieve the stress you're putting on yourself. it usually happens exactly when couples stop trying so hard..." - the doctor explained, next to a few other things.

you left feeling more relieved, knowing nothing was wrong with any of you. the doctor prescribed you some vitamins that could help you prepare your body for a baby, so the next place you visited was the pharmacy.

after that appointment you did the best you could to stop overthinking, to stop stressing out. you focused on your job, on jack, on your day to day life.

months went by. jack was touring europe at the moment and you were back home, waiting for a chance to be able to visit him.

of course jack made sure to talk to you at any chance you two had. he wanted to show you you weren't alone, that he was as involved as you in your relationship. in all honesty, you have never felt that loved before. every time he did or said something having you in mind, you could only think "our baby is going to be so lucky"

one random day, walking through the supermarket aisle, you bumped into a lady.

"sweet girl, could you help me reach those cereals?" - she politely asked. she was much shorter than you, so you didn't doubt on helping her get her Reese's cereal.

"there you go" - you said handing the box to her.

"thank you, honey" - she said with a smile, the one you mirrored. you walked past her a few steps when she called you again.

"yes?" - you asked while turning around to face her.

"i know you have been waiting for a miracle for a long time, and it's finally here. that baby inside of you is going to achieve great things in this world"

you remained in silence for a few seconds, waiting for her to reveal it was a prank for some comedy show, but she just stayed there looking at you with the sweetest look - "i'm not pregnant"

"you are, and that baby already has a designated soul. probably the strongest soul i've ever felt" - you just stood there looking at her, not knowing what to do or say - "you two are destinated to meet in every lifetime. you have been impatiently waiting, but she just couldn't find you. now that she did, she won't let go, and your best life will start now because you two need each other to have it all"

"i'm not pregnant" - you murmured again, now with tears filling your eyes, still thinking this was just some sick joke.

she got closer to your shopping cart and took the pregnancy test for some reason you decided to get - "go find out" - she said with a smile and a wink and started walking away.

your shock and confusion didn't let you answer, and when you were finally able to talk or walk again, she was gone.

the shopping list was dismissed and you quickly went home with the only few things you grabbed before encountering the lady.

you ran to your bathroom and after taking the test, you waited sitting on the floor, praying that weird lady was right... and she was. the positive word plastered on the plastic stick proved it.

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow fic #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow x reader

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onyondump · 5 months

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Just a Touch : Rough Night Soldier?

Arthur x M!Reader/OC!Karsa Hendriks

Summery : Arthur is in a daze after disposing a 'rat' in Tommy's request and ended up in front of his friends apartment.

Moodboard | First | Third

this is my first time uploading my fanfic and my grammer isn't great so please don't eat me alive thank you

'Rough night soldier?'

The comforting smell of burnt wood, tobacco and jasmine waken Arthur's tired eyes. Unbeknownst to him, his body took itself to the front steps of a familiar friend's apartment and now he's sitting on the sofa with a hand covered in blood, not his ofcourse.

"Aye" he couldn't bring himself to look anywhere but his shaking bloody hands. Another job to take care off, another body to dispose and another maddening night.

A warm towel envelopes his hands, scrubbing it off the remains of his victim. A victim to his viciousness with a beating pulse and a life, but of course anyone who dares cross the Shelbys will face the consequences. Even if their only sin is to breath at their direction.

'Heads up, let me clean your face!'

He does as he's told, like always, from his father, his comander and now his brother.

It's for the good of the family, sacrifices have to be made, they will all reap the reward in the end. But every time he follows orders, why is he in a deeper pit then the rest? It's so dark

'Hello *snap* *snap* Art!! Don't daydream too much or a spirit will posses your body'

A small chuckle escape his thin dry lips. His friend sometimes have the same superstition as his aunt. How interesting that two people from each end of the earth would have the same believes.

"Don't worry mate, I'm already the devil yeah? No spirits will possess me" He laughs as the other scoffs

'Should have known the only way for you to wake up is to make fun of me' as a revenge the man Infront of him scrub his face HARD and a white shirt is thrown onto his lap as his companion plops onto the space besides him. Watching him

'Thats the last good shirt I have this week before laundry day. You better not come here dirty again!'

This is they're new routine now. Arthur would come to his friends house either drunk, high, in a trance or all three at once and his companion would take care of him until the song bird calls for his return.

He would feel guilty about using his kindess like this but it doesn't seem like the other man mind . So he assumes he's welcome anyways.

When Arthur finish putting on a shirt a loud coughing followed by a puff of heavy dark smoke emits from his companions mouth.

'SHIT'

Another laugh comes from Arthur this time with a booming sound

"HAHAHA Your really bad with cigars eh?"

'SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PRICK, this shit is strong'

Arthur's snatch the fat cigars from his friends fingers and takes a long hard suck as the heavy smoke travels his lungs, coating his lounge. He puffs out slowly but surely, the kiss of death.

"This shit! Is for real men. Not like yours small ones"

'Whatever Art' he snatches back the cigar he lit and tries to do the same but failing at the last second and was mocked again with the chuckle of the moustached men as they countine to share the cigar between eachother.

Nights like these would make him forget what he was doing just 5 hours ago. It's certainly no Tokyo but it does the trick and usually leave no side effects. Just two best friends together in a smoke filled room, alone.

"Do you think I'll ever be normal?"

'There aints such thing as normal Art. Just work with what you have and try to move forward'

"But what if I'm tired? What if I don't want to move forward? I can't shut the door like Tommy tells me to do?"

'Then you fix the hinge, oil it up and air out the smoke once in awhile. It's not like a door is just for closing'

With that comment, finally every thread in Arthur's body snapped. Another booming laugh emerge, what a stupid thing to say. Tears and sobs accompany his laughter he couldn't stop himself its almost hysterical. The dam is broken and everything is on fire.

'Uh..Art.. the Cigar?"

The last light of the cigar finally went out, burning Arthur's finger in the process but the man was too caught up in tears to react as his companion hold his burnt fingers and rubs it with his own. Arthur laughed and cried for a long time that night and through it his friend didn't say a word while calming the wound. And for that Arthur never felt more thankful.

Notes : YEEHAW!! I hoped you all understand my incoherent writing. I wrote this as I was waiting for my lecturer to come for assistances. I have not sleep and I crave Arthur. YEEHEE!!! 🍉🍉🍉 Also I have no idea the differences of the different smokes, just pulling it out of my ass.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinder #peaky blinder fanfic #arthur shelby #arthur shelby x male reader #arthur shelby x reader #arthur shelby x oc

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thesomewhatliterateaxolotl · 1 month

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001 dungeon meshi or 002 susahao :3

i sense a long post so this goes under a cut

| dunmeshi |

Favorite character: I can't choose for my mental health. sorry. I love them all too much

Least Favorite character: ughgh Toshiro. next question

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): ooh...5? Okay so Farcille, Labru (it's not a must-have for me but I like it romantically or platonically), Laios x monsters, Chilchuck's messy relationship with his (ex)-wife, and lastly. Cithis x me

Character I find most attractive: goddd there are so many hot people in this manga and I'm aroace. it depends on the day but top contenders in no particular order are Kabru, Marcille, Laios, Cithis (see above), and Falin. and we can't not love Kui sensei for giving us the Senshi fanservice the world needed.

Character I would marry: I would marry no one but...objectively speaking? OF COURSE Senshi

Character I would be best friends with: Chilchuck !!

A random thought: The moment where Mithrun cries because "even vegetable scraps have their uses" made me feel like I'd been revived from the dead. dunmeshi is so good.

An unpopular opinion: hmm I don't really know?

My canon OTP: canonically no one like. "ends up together" in the super official sense and I'm happy with that! however farcille can count...i think anyways. it's not even coding it's plain as day

Non-canon OTP: like i said, any ship qualifies !

Most badass character: Senshi, because truly what is more badass than caring for the dungeon ecosystem and your friends' health and wellbeing by cooking them a balanced diet out of monsters. all with a single cooking pot too

Pairing I am not a fan of: Izutsumi x anyone. that girl doesn't want a romantic interest nor does she need one <3

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): ...no one? I'm gonna finish my reread soon but I highly doubt I'll find one that I'll think was screwed up

Favourite friendship: The whole party warmed my heart. that hug healed me. ALSO honorary mention to Mithrun and Kabru because again the feeling of being restored and learning to feel again is so real. honorary honorary mention to Izutsumi and the rest of the party because that is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life

|susahao|

when or if I started shipping it: "when I fall under your intense gaze..." I very nearly pointed at the screen and went "YOU'RE BISEXUAL!!"

my thoughts: they invented sapphism actually

What makes me happy about them: I love how Haori does not fucking hesitate to keep flirting with Ryutaro upon finding out that he is in fact Susato. what a queen

What makes me sad about them: the fact that their reunion in-game occurs when Susato is coming back, rushed, on what she assumes to be a family tragedy; and what she finds instead is Haori having been through a horrifically traumatizing event in her absence. both of these girls trying their best to study and have careers in Meiji Japan. the world makes it so fucking difficult for them.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: it's not so much a specific thing done in fanfic as like, an overarching trend that people tend to fluffify them a ton. i get it they're cute and lighthearted but they're also sixteen-year-olds in a world that is unfair to them. that being said, i also don't like the idea of making them 'tragic' for the drama of it all. let them be happy, but also give them depth basically!

Things I look for in fanfic: i don't read a ton of dgs fic these days but i look for good Haori background and characterization

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Gina, Maria...and that applies to either of them lol

My happily ever after for them: marriage marriage fraud (I can't take credit for this idea, since I first heard it from Seven ofc! but it's so real to me)

[ask game]

#apologies for my incessant yapping i hope it entertains and u find my opinions..good. or something #i love dunmeshi.......i love susahaoo.........

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russellsppttemplates · 2 years

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Keep your eyes peeled (George Russell)

Olivia Russell has the best idea for her show and tell

Note: english is not my first language, here is some George content that I hope you like. I'm trying to go through the requests and not post the same driver twice in a row so I ask for your understanding if your request is yet to be posted, I promise I'm working on them 🤍

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You had finished loading the dishwasher from breakfast while George went upstairs to get ready, Olivia right behind his step so she could put the rest of her school uniform on and grab her backpack too. Grabbing your little boy from his highchair, you tickled his tummy as he gurgled at you, the gummy smile becoming one of your favorites, along with his father's and sister's, "are you happy today, little monkey? Yes, you are, because you slept through the whole night. And you allowed mummy and daddy to sleep for longer too, such a good and clever boy you are!", you said as you kissed his chubby cheeks, earning a few more giggles as you made your way upstairs so you could dress yourself too. Olivia's class was having a family day and had asked the children and parents to go for a show and tell type of activity, your daughter's items already in a box downstairs so you, still in your maternity leave, and George, who was in his winter break, could attend with your family. Laying Arthur on his tummy on your and George's bed so he could be safe while you changed, you heard your daughter's footsteps down the hall and into your bedroom, "Mummy, mummy, can I help dress Arthur, please?", she said as you picket out a dress from your wardrobe, "Sure darling, I'm going to get ready in the bathroom when daddy gets out and they you two can do it together", you smiled, grateful that Olivia didn't feel like you had put her aside when your little boy was born, having heard many stories about older siblings taking the shared attention very badly. But Olivia was always happy to help with her little brother, grabbing you your pillow whenever you needed to feed him or telling George to slow down his walking because "you'll wake Arthur up daddy, and mummy and I just put him to sleep", the little kisses she placed on his face and hands warming the coldest of hearts.

George patted your butt when you passed by him to go into the bathroom he had just left, pressing a kiss to the side of your head before you closed the door, "you look very pretty, darling", George complimented, "you always say that daddy", she said, rolling her eyes despite the blush on her cheeks, "well, my little girl always looks pretty", he said, smiling as the blush on her cheeks got even redder, pressing a kiss to the top of her head carefully so he wouldn't undo the braid you ha done on her hair earlier by Olivia's request. Grabbing Arthur's clothes you had left on top of the dresser, George checked his diaper, finding it clean as he started undressing the little boy so he could dress him in one of the dungarees outfit his grandma had gotten his son, "I'm going to help you daddy, here Arthur", she said as she helped put one of the legs of the item of clothing while George did the other, lifting him by his under his arms while Olivia pushed it over his nappy and belly, clasping the buttons shut over his long-sleeved onesie, "look daddy, he looks so handsome!", she pointed at her brother before she gave him a careful kiss on his cheek, the little boy wanting to respond with the same affection to his sister as he puckered his lips too.

You left the bathroom to see everyone dressed and ready, "You look beautiful, darling", George came up to you and complimented you while you both watched your children interacting, the amazing bubble of family love growing day by day, "we did really good", you whispered as you kissed George's jaw, him humming at the affection while looking at his watch and figuring you should start packing to get going, not wanting to arrive late. "Aren't you my handsome little man? Yes, you are!", you cooed at the blue eyed baby, nudging your nose with his for an eskimo kiss, "mummy loves you so much", you said as you snuggled him to you, looking around the room to see if you were missing anything, facing your husband with a blank expression on his lips, "everything alright my love?", you asked, "I used to be the handsome man, what happened now?", he teased, kissing the top of Arthur's head before your little boy giggled, snuggling further into your neck as you kissed his head too, making your way down the stairs as you shook your head at your husband's antics, "It's the dungarees, right? I should get some for myself too, bet I'd look really good in them".

"Oh, forgot the muslin cloths, I'll be right back", you said as you headed upstairs to get them, Olivia ready to go as she grabbed the fuzzy one piece you had gotten for Arthur for the winter months, "Daddy, help me please!", she called, George figuring she was just worried about her brother being cold and guiding her on how she should dress her brother in it, "Good job darling!", he said as she highfived them, Arthur kicking his little legs in celebration. When you came back downstairs, everyone was ready to go, promoting you to put on your boots and coat and grab your bags so you could head out.

Arriving in the school parking lot, George got Arthur out of his car seat and into his buggie, tapping his nose as he smiled back at the giggly boy, using the one of the flannels you got earlier to clean some spit on his chin while you helped Olivia out of the SUV, the four of you making your way inside the school along with the other families. "Good morning", you greeted the mothers at the gate, noticing one of them looked a few seconds too long at your husband, "that's Jackson's mummy, she was the one who asked me about you when Arthur was in your belly still", she said nonchalantly as she referred to the time the woman had asked her if 'mummy and daddy were upset at eachother' when she noticed that you were not in doing the school run anymore and George was not wearing his wedding band, the real reasons behind it being your morning sickness and your husband's ring being at the cleaners when it fell in a pot of a liquid of some sort in the Mercedes factory. You hummed along, not knowing what to say to your daughter but letting her know you were listening to her. Yes, your husband looked like a treat with children around him, but they were your children, you thought as your mama bear instincts came out.

You got to Olivia's classroom just in time, sitting in the back rows so you could hop out of the room if Arthur got too fussy from sitting in your lap, "Oh look, we have a little bear in our classroom today", Olivia's teacher tickling your son's cheek when she entered the room, Olivia smiling as her plan was finally coming together. You watched the kids talk about and show their first picture and their favourite activities to do, and now one of the boys was telling his class and their families about their favourite teddy, prompting you to look in the bag for the stuffed bear you knew Olivia and George had placed in there this morning, not being able to find it, "Olivia, did you see your bear?", you asked as George looked around where you were, checking if it hadn't fallen on the floor when his daughter looked the least bit worried about the potential loss of her favourite stuffed animal Toto and Susie and offered her when she was a baby, "Olivia, do you know something we don't?", George whispered quietly, "my favourite teddy is Arthur when he's wearing his bear suit", she pointed at her brother, "and I wanted to bring him to show and tell", she explained her plan and you and George laughed quietly, knowing only your daughter would try and trick you both about this. When Olivia was called for her turn, you were behind her as your arms helped her support her brother on her lap, everyone laughing at the genius idea and cooing at all of the stories she told to justify why her brother was her favourite teddy, "he's my bestfriend, and we play together on the playmat, and sing songs, although sometimes he sings out of tune", she scrunched her face, George managing to record all of it and send it to the family's group chat, his brother replying there is no doubt she is your's and Y/N's child, the amount of wit and cheekiness is uncanny.

When you were making your way back home, Arthur sleeping in his carseat after he had his belly full of milk, you talked about the experience, "so you wanted to trick mummy and daddy?", George asked, "Yes, and I got you!", she did as she waved her hands around, "you did darling, we were both very impressed", you said, looking at her by the rearview mirror, "it's alright, you can try and catch my next trick. But you have to keep your eyes peeled because if not you won't notice it again", you and your husband shook your heads while laughing softly, looking at eachother as you reached the red traffic light, almost knowing you were thinking around the same thing. This was your family. The one his love and your love created, and neither of you wanted it in any other way.

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Welcome home.

Tw pups gendered looks, pre talk of ftm and mental struggles, depression, suicidal thoughts, multiple povs, pup will be referred to still as pup, hcs then fic time be scared I did this at work, tell me if I missed anything. Bad puns

Headcanons

Works at the local bar, as a bartender and bouncer, he tries his best, makes a mean cocktail.

Acts like a disappointed dad with kids 18 and under they come in with fake IDs and try to act the big game, gives them Shirley temples and didn't tell them.

Gets protective if they look or smell like their home life is bad. "I got ya kid, just rest in the back I'll wake you when it's time to leave." He'll growl out.

He checks on them from time to time after they leave his custody to make sure their really doing better

Once he gets pup, he excitedly tell them he's a real dad now since he has a blood child, he's doesn't love them any less of anything he loves them more. "Their just so bloody perfect." Crys a lot.

Tells his witch buddy they are his lil blessing, she just smiles at him lovingly like a older sister that just got notification that their now a aunt

He keeps a pic of them in his wallet, one current and one of them as a baby, he stole the baby pic from their mom, sneaky lil devil wolf.

Keeps a photo album of his favorite pics jokes on him now he has 4 of them cause he doesn't want to miss a moment of their life now

Wishes he could have been there more for them, keep their mother from making them feel like they didn't belong since they were afab and feel male

He's making up for it as much as a man who didn't know he had a child can. Lots of support.

He's was on the brink of killing himself when pup was dropped on his door step more on that later

He knows without pup he would be dead, either by his own hand or asking to be back in his kings service, he just knows he wouldn't be a dad,

low and behold arawn his king would make sure he was a dad, though natural means or unnatural means

Arawn would have made it so, call up Loki to seduce the gwyllgi, helloki, his king always wanted pups from him so it was always in his cards to be a dad, it's why his king gave him up so willingly without much of a fight.

Arawn will be the wine aunt of swonds litters.

Fic time call back

As he looks at the dim bar, he was done for the night, not really wanting to take anyone home, he looks at Steph. "Your alone tonight want me to stay and help out boss man?" He asks, Steph was a 50 year old Irish man, the owner of the bar, he could handle himself sure but he owned the man to much.

"nah take your time off laddie ya be needing more than I need you." The man chuckles, when Steph calls him laddie it warms his heart since it's been a good minute since he's been a laddie.

"sure thing boss man, call if you need me, not like a have family to be away from." Swond teases, Steph winces at that. "Get one it's worth the trouble, trust me I would love to have mine back." The man mummers softly, Stephs family died while he was away at war trying to keep everyone safe. The pain he hears on the man voice almost makes him cry, " your young, health get you a good woman or man, the Lord's know I don't judge." Steph chuckles, " maybe old timer." He leans on the bar top watching Stephs eyes crinkle in amusement at being called old timer.

"get some laughter in the home o' yours," Steph laughs out, "it's to big and to quiet for just your sorry hide." Steph finished, "never met the right lass is all." Swond defends, hands up. Steph chuckles again, "so then find the wrong lass raise some hell then find the right one settle down have a few kids amd settle down. That's what makes life worth living my boy," Steph hums out, maybe his boss was right.

Maybe it was time to start a family, "sure thing you old buzzard," Swond moves to grab his sling bag. He'd known Steph since Steph was 20 years old, doesn't ask why he doesn't age just accepts it fae magic and moves on. "When you ask Sheila out then I'll think about starting a family. Ask a nice lass out." He says jokingly with a wink, it's about time Steph moved on and gets a new wife and Shelia is a widow with two kids that need a strong father figure.

"aye is that a promise ya dodgy bastard." He jokes and challenges Swond. Of course Steph would do this knowing Swond wouldn't back down. "You know I won't back down from that." He throws a wink to his boss, adjusting his bag. He says his good byes then exits to the cold and damp.

He puffs out his breath feeling like a pup again, of course the cold would bring this out in him. "To my king I hope the new years finds you well and healthy. May ye's health continue to flourish." He whispers out a small prayer to his king arawn. He still misses his king, regretting why he left, for a feckless and fickle lass. Now he's wearly of anyone who's tounge is layed with flattery, he puffs out another breath thinking about how most can't be trusted past a few nights, he should ask to be put back in service to his king. "Like he'd take me back, I left him once whose to say I won't again." He chastised himself he knew better, it's a long cold walk home.

Apon his doorstep is a woman barely 18 by the looks of it, she sobbing softly, if not for his hound hearing he wouldn't know, she had snow white hair with wolf ears tipped in red, her hair tips match, a matching tail as well, flat chested and no hips, she looks up at his approach and he freezes she has blood red eyes, a small button nose and fangs just a bit to big for her mouth, she's in flannel, t shirt, jeans and high tops. "Dad?" She whispers.

He's in shock, he stopped by her. "I'm not anyone's dad I've been very careful, sweetheart where is your parents?" He asks as softly as a 8 ft tall man can, "s-she left me here, and said I'm my dads problem now. That was 9 hours ago." Just his luck he has a crying teenager on his door stop.

He lets her in to warm up, texting the rest of his make shift pack to see whose closet to see if she was his, since he can't smell it himself, as they wait he feeds and waters her, lets her borrow one of his shirts to help warm her up, she doesn't talk much he doesn't either. She acts so much like him it's unnerving, she's scared of her own shadow, so defensive for someone so tiny at 5'5, it takes about a hour for, Tyler to show up.

"Swond you told me you had a unknown, HELLO CHILD OF HIS." Tyler practically screams seeing and sniffing the air. Well that concerns and confirms it. "Tyler I've been safe how is she mine." Swond asks his friend. "Can you call the witch and see what she can find since pup will be staying here now, her mom dropped her off and ran while I was at work." Swond rubs his left brow, looking at her trying to make herself smaller. "I'm 18 I can take care of myself you know." She piples up. He give her a drool stare. " Not happing lass." They both say at the same time she just curls up more on the couch. They talk for a few hours at this point she's calmed down and her hair is now blond no trace of her ears and tail now. " We have to train her into her new powers, tell her what she is." Swond speaks softly as not to wake her as he picks her up to place her in bed.

That's how their first night went and from there it's just him trying to be the best dad he can be and trying to be respectful of his pups gender, now if you want to know about the time he broke into pups moms place I could be talked into sharing that.

#swond #pup is home #my writing #dragon musings #hells hand basket

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