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Daddy’s babies
pairing: Lumberjack!Henry x shy!mom!reader
summary: Daddy!Henry takes his babies to Disneyland and engages in some soft kissy sex with his baby bun (Dilf!Henry) (softdom!Henry)
likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated/Disclaimer 18+
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“P-please daddy, we want to g-go, don’t we lovebugs?” Y/n cooed sitting on the floor of their living, her baby girl Iris nursing soundly on her breast, the soft suckling sounds and baby gurgles filling the room. Henry sitting behind her, his fingers playing with the loose straps of her vest, peeking over at the sight of his baby princess so close to her momma, his baby boy Beau sat on his boppy across from them; clearly milk drunk from his feeding.
Y/n had spent the past few days begging and begging her husband for a trip to Disneyworld, wanting nothing more than to take hundreds of pictures of her tiny tots in their costumes, buying them all sorts of souvenirs and of course the family costumes. Henry would be lying if he said his attention was fully on her words right now, all he could think of was how huge her breasts had grown these past few months from breastfeeding. God almighty it took him an arm and a leg to keep from squeezing them like a stress ball, even being caught by Y/n herself.
“Sugar butt, they won’t even remember goin’ there, Beau over there doesn’t even remember who I am half the time” Henry chuckled looking to meet his wife’s eyes as she huffed and scooted out of his hold, shuffling over to her baby boy who was near enough asleep after being burped. “F-fine then, you don’t care about us” She whimpered giving him those big doe eyes of hers, even turning around her baby Iris, who she had now given a pacifier to. Her cute little mouth bopping up and down as she suckled on the Disney themed dummy, her big eyes she got from her momma staring right at her daddy. Henry swore his heart clenched right when he saw his baby princess looking at him.
“Y’all n’ your damn eyes, fine”
“H-hen look at the baby c-cots they’re old west themed!” Y/n giggled holding baby Iris to her hip whilst Henry carried Beau on his, sliding in the suitcases with his free arm. “Is it everythin’ ya wanted sugar cube?” He hummed finally locking the hotel room, his arm coming around her waist to bring his daughter and wife closer to his warm broad chest.
“W-we love it, it’s so cute and reminds me of our house” Y/n smiled tilting her head up to press a small wet kiss onto her man’s lips, both babies also reaching for each other cutely, they were absolutely inseparable so thankfully the cots were right by each other. Seeing both of their eyes start to lid, their small voices cooing tiredly, it only seemed right that they put their tots down for the night after a long day of driving and gas stops.
“C’mon over ‘ere momma, ya need your sleep n’ so does daddy” Henry whispered tugging on his wife’s belt loop, pulling her against his chest as they looked over their beautiful miracle gems. “Missed you today ya know” Inhaling her soft fresh scent deeply, he slowly waddled them both towards their huge king size saloon themed bed. “Y-you were with me the w-whole day though” Y/n laughed as Henry softly set her on the sheets, already tugging off her denim flares and black polo crop top. His smile widening as he saw all the new stretch marks she had gained, evidence she had carried their family, their baby gems; a proof of their love.
“Doesn’t fuckin’ matter, didn’t have your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock or anythin”
“A-and you still can’t, t-this is a family friendly zone” Y/n scolded shimmying herself up the bed only for her to be dragged down by Henry’s hand on her ankles, her puffy pussy coincidentally coming face to face with his eager lips. “We can worry about the family friendliness tomorrow, right now it’s me n’ my gorgeous wife. Think she misses my kissies no? As long as you’re quite n’ don’t wake up the monsters then it’s okay bun”
Slowly peppering small onto her second set of lips, his tongue coaxed through her folds to taste her sweet self; baby bun’s little gasps and stifled moans reverberating through their bodies. “M’already close H-hen, kissy t-too good” Y/n whined knowing how sensitive she was, both emotionally and physically after the journey of a pregnancy she had. “I know you are sweet pea, go on, give your man his treasure”
Within seconds her body was writhing in his hold, her hand over her mouth to make sure she wasn’t being too loud, Henry’s hands clamped around her waist as he slurped up all of her juices. “Y-your turn?” She breathed out sitting up on her elbows, “No baby bun, we can do that another time, time for you to get some sleep” He smiled crawling up on her to kiss her lips softly, with a twinge of tongue just to hear her hum in pleasure.
“You sure?”
“Hundred, now turn over n’ let me spoon my sugar cube”
Both of them now nude under the covers, Henry’s hands skimmed up over her sides and curves, moving up to cup her breasts strongly; hoping to teasingly coax some of her milk out but he knew she’d have been emptied out just from the twins on the road trip. “You did so good today momma, took care of our gems so well you know that? My precious baby bun such a good woman, my woman”
“I L-love you so much H-henry, you’re such a good daddy to t-the babies”
“I love you too Y/n, swear my life on it”
Throughout the night Henry slowly and gently humped his hardened cock against his sleepy wife, hearing her whine and groan until he finally released all over her bare ass, letting her shift back against him before finally drifting off for the rest of the night.
“a-aren’t you two just f-freaking adorable, m-my little chip a-and lumiere” With the two tots propped up on some pillows, in their chip and lumiere costumes from beauty and the beast, Y/n in her pretty yellow dress as Belle and Henry in a blue suit as the beast. The perfect fairytale family in Henry’s words.
“H-Henry get in beside them, now please” Picking up each 8 month old onto each knee, Henry smiled with his canine smile into the phone, both babies showing their gummy smiles in their tiny costumes like the absolute cuties they were. The perfect mix of Henry and his Y/n. “Ok now go put it on a timer n’ get in here sugar butt”
“mhm comin’” Setting up her phone against the table she ran over and perched herself behind Henry, her arms coming around his neck from behind, her red painted lips planted onto his cheek. “Should we get ‘em into the pram and get goin to fantasyland? Get you your well needed pictures n’ souvenirs” Nodding excitedly they strapped both twins into the two seater pram, their costumes thankfully suited to the hot summer weather, with Henry pushing the pram protectively as Y/n linked her arms with his.
“I-isn’t it just magical? Oh wait! We need to g-get them pictures w-with Mickey Hen” Redirecting the stroller to the queue for Mickey, the couple stood in line in each other’s arms, “you alright ma? You look absolutely gorgeous” Swaying their bodies side to side, Henry felt her giggle and laugh against him, twisting her head to the side to press a sweet kiss to his neck. “Y-you’re only sayin’ that cause i-im dressed like Belle”
“Nah no way, I prefer you naked than in a dress and ya know that baby bun” Chuckling they finally moved to the picture spot, with Iris in Y/n’s arms and Beau in Henry’s, each twin cooing happily with their sun hats on with the white sunscreen making their face look painted.
“Baby bun, I- I have a proposition, you can say no if you want but”
“b-but what?” Y/n asked tilting her bead to the side like a happy little puppy, taking off her costume after the long day, Iris and Beau already tucked into their sleep snuggies and in their respective wooden bassinets.
“This is out of the blue, but my uh my mother’s here, she’s seen somethin’ about us bein’ here and she wants to meet Iris and Beau. Well- actually take them off our hands for a few hours to give us some time”
“W-what like now? I-i’ve only met her a few times a-and that was before I was pregnant”
“I know that’s why I wanted to ask you first, we’re a team baby bun, you say no then thats fine, you tell me what you want sugar” Nuzzling his head against hers he felt her exhale before raising her head, that same soft kind look in her eyes.
“I grew up a-always loving my grandparents, I-i’d hate to rob I-Iris and Beau of that. Your m-mother’s lovely, I-I just wish we saw her more often so she k-knew them more” Y/n explained nodding her head with each word, showing that she completely trusted Henry’s mother, she knew how attentive she was with her other grandchildren and she didn’t doubt her for a second with Iris and Beau. Although this would also mean this would be the first time she would be away from her babies for more than an hour, already feeling the dreaded mother’s guilt.
With it already being 5PM and time for dinner a rhythmic knock sounded throughout the room, the newly awoken babies’ eyes curiously looking around the room, their hands wandering in the air frantically. “It’s her sugar, you ready for me to open the door?” Nodding Y/n stood up, wiping her sweaty palms onto her skirt, watching on as Henry’s mother gleefully walked into the room. A pair of purple mickey ears on her head as she instantly reached for Y/n, bringing her in for a hug and an affectionate kiss to the cheek.
“My beautiful daughter in law, you’ve only gotten more beautiful, how I wonder how my son met got you” Henry scoffed muttering a ‘thanks mom’ watching his mother then turn her attention to the two cuties surrounded by pillows on the bed, the both of them looking at her happily almost as if they could feel the love radiating off their grandmother.
“Oh my word, is this my little ittle Iris and Beau, my two precious grandbabies, they are the carbon copy of you Y/n, thank God nothin' like Henry. With that scowl always on his face" Marianne whispered tickling their little stomachs, quickly taking out the mini mickey ears she had gotten just for them, a pink and blue sequinned set.
“Aww t-thank you, t-though I’m thankful they g-got the cleft chin from H-henry” Y/n laughed seeing Henry pick up Beau and Iris, letting her have her fair share of snuggles of each baby Cavill, the newest additions so far to the family. “Ma are ya sure you’re able to handle these two little monsters, they can be quite a handful but we’ve already packed everythin’ ya need in this baby bag” Buckling them into their stroller, Henry tucked the baby bag into the underneath of the stroller, his mother excitedly clapping and exclaiming how excited she was to spend the next few dinner hours with her grandchildren.
“Henry boy, av’ raised 5 boys I think I can handle two more angels, especially if they’re like Y/n”
“Well most of the time they are, curious little things really, but deprive ‘em of the booby milk and it gets scary” Henry laughed as Y/n scolded him, hugging his mother one last time as she brought the babies to her hotel room, deciding the easiest option was to order in room service since all they had was simple baby foods and milk.
Meanwhile Y/n had a new feeling in her stomach, a feeling of guilt for simply letting her “newborn” babies go despite them edging the ninth month. Her goosebumps wouldn’t let down, her legs shaking as Henry shuffled around the room to prepare a hot warm bath for them both, a well deserved one at that. “Baby bun ya ready to come in n’ join me?” Henry called in from the tall ceiling bathroom, waiting eagerly to watch his nude wife in all her glory.
“a-am coming now” She called seeing her husband engulfed in a multitude of purple and pink bath bubbled, his hand outstretched to help her into the tub. His hand tightly wrapped around her wrist as she sat between his legs, the water sloshing once she sat back against his snug wide chest. “What’s goin up in that pretty mind o’ yours beautiful, you look busied”
“D-Do you think i-it’s bad that I let t-the babies go w-with your mom so easily? I f-feel guilty for being away from them for so l-long”
“what? Is that what you’ve been tinkerin’ about? You’re the best wife n’ mother on the goddamn planet, the way you pour your love and affection into everythin’ you do, no one could ask anything more from you. You’re absolutely perfect baby bun, my little sugar cube is the best” Henry whispered against her ear, his voice growling towards the end as his lips attached to her neck and shoulders, kissing it passionately while her head rolled back onto his shoulder. His strong burly arms wrapped around her midsection, one of his hands sneaking up to circle her nipples with his finger, eyes staring as he watched them harden.
“Y-you really think so?” Bun replied looking up at him, her doubting thoughts quickly dissolving once he pecked her nose adorably, each of her breasts in one of his hands. “I know so, now sit your pretty little self back n’ let daddy take care of everythin’ alright momma?”
Settling herself back comfortably basking in his radiating body heat, his hands reaching under the water to touch her sensitive clit, his soft hoarse voice hushing her anytime she let out anything louder than a squeal.
“This ok baby?”
“mhm f-feels so freakin’ good” Henry’s lips stayed pressed to her temple as his palm rubbed on her clit, his ring and middle finger already teasing her hole with soft pillowy thrusts, just enough for her hips to thrust themselves upwards clearly wanting more. “I can feel you gettin’ close bunbun, ya wanna finish here or in the bedroom, or both?”
“B-both?”
That was all the confirmation Henry needed for his fingers to thrust his fingers in frantically, her sensitive nub consistently making contact with his palm to bring her to finish, his other free hand that was holding her up was now holding her jaw to turn her head towards him. His lips pursing onto hers, to suck her tongue into his mouth, tasting her cherry lipstick. “God I love kissin these lips of yours, so beautiful n’ sexy”
Not even letting her reply as her orgasm washed over her, his finger repeatedly fucking her entrance while his other hand now reached down to rub her clit like a feral beast, her body shaking crazily as she rode out her high. “Aww my pretty sugar butt, you always get me so fuckin’ hard whenever you look at me like that”
His thumb brushed under her lips, her eyes looking dazed and happy as she happily nuzzled back up straight to sit closer to him.
“This okay? Or do you want it tied up as well?” Turning off the hairdryer, Henry continued to softly brush through bun’s hair as best as possible, trying to alleviate her head of worries about their babies (even though his mother just sent them a picture of them suckling on their pre-made bottles)
“I-I want it in-in a braid” Nodding Henry got the strands of hair ready, looking at her lovingly through the mirror, her eyes closed peacefully with her wearing nothing but one of his white vests. Taking his time to get the braid perfect he tied it off with a little tie and carried her up to the top of the bed, pulling back the covers to help her get settled in before he slid in beside her.
This would be their first night without the babies’ interruption.
“You wanna jus’ go to bed sugar? or-“
“No. I-I want this” Confidently she reached down and started stroking his hardened cock which was already laying against her thighs, biting her lip she shuffled forward to hook one arm around his neck as he took some of his precum and used it to lube up her pussy, small gasps leaving her at the erotic act. None of them speaking any words but the amount of love and passion in their eyes was obvious, her tits popping out from the sides of his vest as it was clearly ten sizes too big.
“Just gonna take it slow with you sweetpea, make love with ya until my pretty sugar falls asleep”
With her arms now wrapped around his torso, her head directly above his heart, Henry slipped in his cock into her warm wet pussy, both of them gasping out at the amazing sensation. “So soft n’ warm” He whispered kissing her pouty lips passionately, their tongues meeting in a wet kiss as both their hips rolled against each other. Henry’s hand lifted up her thigh to place it over his waist, his fingers tracing over the stretch marks now littering her thighs and lower stomach, even her breasts. Henry couldn’t even put into words just how much it made her look like an absolute Goddess that gave him his two precious miracles.
“D-don’t touch ‘em”
“Why not bun? They’re proof of the amazing journey you took for our family, and they look so fuckin’ sexy” Henry rebutted shutting her up with a sharp thrust which sent her mewling back into his chest, her palms flat on his back as his slow rhythmic thrusts helped her reach her orgasm quicker, each throw of his hips hitting another angle of her G-spot.
“S-sleepy Henry”
“You take all the rest you need baby, take what you need my pretty girl” He whispered pecking her lips thrice more, his hips still softly rolling against hers even after they had finished, the wet sloshy sounds of their juices filling the room as Y/n found herself falling asleep with her husband’s cock inside of her.
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PSA: Lumberjack!Henry is back!! Meet his lovely momma who raised this beast, although he definitely got his possessive attitude from his dad who we are yet to meet, and his brothers. Hope you guys enjoy this Disneyland snippet 🫶
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I have a theory that Ballister FAINTED in this scene.
To start with, Tod and his gang gave him a damn beating.
Afterwards, he still had enough strength to limp into the city. Afterwards feeling terribly bad to see what happened (tock tock more traumas and lack of confidence entering)
Then he had the balls to climb a damn tower/monument of at least 5 meters to simply call Nimona (I REPEAT THE MAN WAS INJURED)
and after reconciling with her friend/daughter/the only reliable person in her painful life up to that point. She “dies” in front of his eyes
And finally we add that the shock of feeling guilty and feeling that absolutely everything is his fault was so great that he literally wants to kill himself so as not to have to fight with his dramatic life anymore. Yeap
THIS BEAUTIFUL AND TENDER MAN NEEDS THERAPY ToT
#nimona#ambrosius goldenloin#goldenheart#ballister boldheart#ballister x ambrosius#nimona headcanon#nimona ambrosius#nimona ballister#ballister blackheart#nimona movie#nimona theory
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Bali Meet-Cute | Logan Sargeant
synopsis; when vacationing in Bali, y/n accidentally meets a cute American F1 driver after he photobombs her picture
warnings; none
note; not requested
note2; I saw someone say they wanted this, I wanted this, everyone wanted this. I kind of rushed this, but I thought it was still cute
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Y/n hopped out of the bed of the room in the resort she had rented for the trip. She had finally saved up enough money to go to Bali and wanted to make it worth all of the time she had spent at her terrible 9 to 5-job. She'd be staying for a month and so far, for the two days she’d been there, she's been doing nothing but sleeping. After doing so much work for more than a year, she was too tired to actually go out and do anything for the first two days.
Y/n didn't know much of what there was to do in Bali, but she knew that by the end of the day, she wanted to visit the Leke Leke waterfall. She had heard from a friend of hers who had visited Bali that the Leke Leke waterfall was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen and that Y/n absolutely had to visit if she ever went herself. And now she was here, she didn't know what to do.
"Shit, I woke up so late." Y/n groaned, picking up her phone and grimacing at how late she had slept in. Even if she had known what she was going to do, she wouldn't be able to do much of it because she had woken up so late in the day. It was around lunch time or a bit after what was considered lunch time. "I guess I should just go to the waterfall." Y/n mumbled, grabbing a tot bag out of her suitcase and packing up some bug spray, sunscreen, her camera, and a towel. Before grabbing her bathing suit, putting it on, and putting on shorts and a t-shirt on over the bathing suit.
Y/n quickly got into the rented car and drove off with guiding off her GPS because she had the same sense of direction as a blind dog.
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“You have arrived at your destination on the right.” The GPS said. Y/n parked and got out of the car, taking a deep breath and smiling as she felt some of the tension she was still carrying from the long plane ride to Bali, exit her body, leaving only the feelings of bliss and tranquility. “This is going to be a fun day.” Y/n muttered excitedly as she pulled her camera out of her bag and pointed it towards the waterfall and its lush forest.
Click!
Y/n didn’t see or realize there was another person there, too transfixed on the ethereal beauty of nature that was in front of her. It was no wonder Leke Leke was a huge tourist attraction, it made the most perfect candidate for taking photos and it was perfect to put on Instagram. Y/n looked at her photos with a smile that began to fade.
Now who the fuck was that guy?
Logan sighed. This is really what he needed after such a shit weekend. He knew that it was a decision that was made with the team's best interest in mind, but it didn't do anything but shatter his confidence that he had worked so hard during the winter break to build up. Logan was well aware that his rookie season was absolute shit, which is why he worked so hard during the break. He wanted to prove to himself, the team, his fans, and his haters that he could do it. That he could be better than what he did during his rookie season, but the start of this season proved to be nothing but stress and a mess.
They both had to stop during their first race due to car problems, the next two races had no issues that Logan could think of, and then Alex wrecks his chassis, so Logan is forced to give up his own. The Florida resident shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. He came here to relax, not to stress himself out more. He needed to stop thinking about what could've been if James actually trusted him enough to drive. He knew that they most likely wouldn't be getting points, but at least Logan would have more experience under his belt.
Didn't James say he didn't even really care about 2024 and 2025? Didn't he say he was focused on the new changes coming 2026 or something? SO why did the man feel the need to bench him if he didn't care so much. "That's enough, Logan." The blonde muttered, lightly slapping his cheeks, "You're here for a break. Not to destroy yourself anymore than you already have." He huffed and looked up at the waterfall.
Oh, what he would give to be like the Leke Leke waterfall. Untouched, unjudged, and unburdened by anyone or anything. Living in perfect harmony with the plants and animals that it shares a habitat with. He wishes it could be like this in F1. There was no drama, everyone got along, and the sport was made fun again like it was when he watched it on television when he was younger. But, alas, humans are flawed creatures that seem to bring destruction and ruin wherever they go.
It was a high-intensity sport, yes, but there was so much unnecessary drama and hatred that came with the new grid and the new wave of fans. Why couldn't friendly rivalries be made where the drivers obviously aren't friends, but the fans don't fight like they hate each other(Lewis and Max fans. They seem to go to war for no reason when the drivers are at best civil with each other).
Logan shook his head again as he caught himself thinking about his job again, but this time about the hate he gets being an American in a European sport. "Now is not the time to think about this. I'll go get something to eat and come back later." Logan muttered, turning around and walking back up the little pathway that was worm by so many people trampling down the small hill to play in the pool.
He didn't realize another person was there until he heard a 'tsk' followed by, "Who the fuck is this guy? He ruined my photo."
Logan looked up and his breath caught in his throat when his eyes met the gorgeous (e/c) of a woman so beautiful, he swears she could've been a deity, "H-hey, did I, uh, did I ruin your photo?" Logan asked awkwardly as the sharp eyes of the woman before him practically bore into his soul and stripped away his layers one-by-one.
"You did, but it's alright."
God, even her voice was heavenly. It felt like listening to a chill lofi beat with rain sound in the background. Beautiful and calming. It made him want to listen to it more as it was such a drastic change from the voices he hears everyday.
And by that, he meant the people who surround him. Not that he hears voices.
"Um, I'm sorry. If you would like, I can take a couple pictures for you." Logan offered hesitantly while the woman continued studying him, "There's something bothering you, isn't there? You look stressed." The woman observed, "Do I?" Logan awkwardly laughed as he straightened his clothing. "You do. What's your name? I'm Y/n." The girl introduced, bending down to offer him her hand.
Logan stared at her with wide eyes, unsure what to do. It seemed like she had no idea who he was and he was glad for that. It shouldn't have surprised him the way it did either. Despite having a huge fan base, Formula One isn't as well known as it should be. It really wasn't until DTS that any Americans knew what it was and they started gaining more traction as some people started watching because of how handsome all of the drivers were and stayed because they fell in love with the sport(I know I did) and there was nothing wrong with that.
Logan was brought back to reality by the woman shaking her hand in place as if telling im that she was waiting, "Are you going to shake my hand or are you going to continue staring at me with those big beautiful eyes of yours?" She asked
Y/n felt like diving off a cliff. She didn't know where she mustered up the courage to say such a thing and now she was embarrassed by the way the man was staring at her, "Shit, I didn't mean to say that out loud. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I didn't mean it. I mean, I didn't mean it, but I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Your eyes are very beautiful, just like your face. I didn't mean-- I'm just going to stop talking now." Y/n rambled, face heating up as she felt herself digging a bigger and bigger hole.
Y/n looked down in embarrassment, too scared to look up and see the possible look of disgust that the man would wear, but she was pleasantly surprised to hear the cutest laugh she had ever heard from a guy and a hand slide into her own gripping it enough to reassure her, but not squeezing it.
"Thank you so much. If it makes anything better, I think you're absolutely breathtaking as well." The man said. Y/n looked up with wide eyes.
Breathtaking. He thought she was breathtaking
Her heart fluttered in her chest as she looked into his eyes. Y/n smiled bashfully and pulled him so he was standing next to her, "Come get some lunch with me. My treat." She offered. "Oh, no thank you. I couldn't--" "You're not. I'm offering, pretty boy." Y/n intterupted, "Logan." The man said, "What?" Y/n asked, "My name. Is Logan." The man, Logan reiterated.
"Well, it's absolutely lovely to meet you, Logan. Did you drive to get here?" Y/n questioned, leading him out of the forest by his hand, "I, uh, no. I walked here, um." Logan stuttered, easily keeping up with her strides. "Well, you can ride back with me. I know this is adrupt and weird for a first meeting, but I want to get to know you better." Y/n said, looking back at him with a smile that had his heart fluttering, "You do?" Logan asked.
"Of course, I do."
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The duo found themselves sitting acros from each other in a resturant called Cafe Tahu after a short and silent car ride, "So, Logan, what's on your mind? What's got you looking so down while in one of the most beautiful nature spots in the world?" Y/n asked, tilting her head and resting it on her intertwined fingers.
Logan didn't want to burden her with his problems, but the way she was looking at him made him want to talk to her, “My job is to… drive cars and last weekend, my teammate crashed his car, putting it out of commission for the weekend. Um, usually if you crash, you're out, but…” Logan trailed off, clenching his fist.
Y/n slid her hand across the table and grabbed his clenched one until Logan had untensed his hand enough for her to intertwine their fingers, “Judging by your reaction, that’s not what happened?” Y/n asked. Logan shook his head, “No. It's not. They decided to give my teammate MY car. It's like they were rewarding him for his fuck up, but I'm not upset with him.” Logan let out.
“Well, I'm assuming it wasn’t his decision. You know what? I'm proud of you.” Y/n said, Logan looked at her in confusion, “For what?” He questioned. “For not losing your cool. For not blaming your teammate for the decision. For being so mature about it even though you could have gone ape shit. I have to say that I respect that.” Y/n said, removing her hand from his and instead holding his arm while using her other hand to prop her head up.
Logan looked deep into her eyes and nodded, “Do you want to…I don't know, have dinner with me tonight?” Logan asked breathily. Y/n tittered, “I don’t think first meetings are supposed to move this quickly, but at the same time, I've never had so much chemistry with someone I just met.” Y/n hummed, playing with Logan’s watch. “Yeah,” Logan muttered, distracted by her nimble fingers toying with his watch.
“Sure. Why not? Let's get dinner together.”
“Great. Can I have your number?” Logan asked, beaming while holding out his phone for her to take. She put in her number and handed it back, “After we finish our drinks, what do you say we go back to Leke Leke and take some better photos?” Y/n inquired.
“I’d like that.”
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can i request a hotch x two-years-old-daughter!reader? i could totally see her begging her dad to let her wear her pink, poofy princess dress when hotch has to take her to work with him. but while hotch is busy, she manages to wander off. she then meets spencer (i imagine this takes place when spencer’s just starting with the bau) & immediately clings to him lol. she’s just very giggly, bubbly, cuddly, & LOVES to play with his hair. & poor spencer is just so confused but is endeared by her nevertheless. & then hotch finally finds her & is relieved. <3
sorry it’s so long! love your works!
Aaron Hotchner X Young Daughter reader
Request: can i request a hotch x two-years-old-daughter!reader? i could totally see her begging her dad to let her wear her pink, poofy princess dress when hotch has to take her to work with him. but while hotch is busy, she manages to wander off. she then meets spencer (i imagine this takes place when spencer’s just starting with the bau) & immediately clings to him lol. she’s just very giggly, bubbly, cuddly, & LOVES to play with his hair. & poor spencer is just so confused but is endeared by her nevertheless. & then hotch finally finds her & is relieved. <3
I do love young Hotch daughter who is completely opposite to her dad. Around season 1, Hailey is alive and just had Jack.
Third person pov...
Hailey smiles as her Husband runs around after their hyperactive 2 year old, little Y/N Hotchner was a ball of sunshine and energy.
The 2 year old was excited she had a baby brother and loved to play with him, though she loved playing with her Daddy even more.
Currently the little ball of energy was running around the house away from her Dad who was attempting to put her in her clothes, she was going to work with him for the day.
The little girl was only half dressed as she ran before the man could put her trousers on, giggling she shouts "no daddy!" As the man almost grabs her, a smile on his face.
Still chasing the girl, surprised at how quick she was for a tot, though he wasn't running more like in slow motion, wanting the chase to last a little longer, it wasn't every day he got to do this with his daughter (besides he had time before work started)
From the living room, Hailey watches her Husband and daughter with a smile on her face as she held her sleeping baby, Jack was sound asleep as if nothing was happening.
As they make another loop around the house Aaron stops and hops into the doorway of the living room, back pressed against the wall, Hailey watches her husband as he made a shush motion.
"Daddy?" Calls Y/N as the tot ran past the room, a confused look on her face and she looked for her dad. Poking her head around the door she looked at her Mum. "Where daddy?" She asks a pout on her lips.
Hailey fails to hide her smile as her daughter was grabbed and thrown upside down, giggling madly Y/N yelled to be let down. "Daddy! Let go" giggling even more when her tummy was tickled.
"Never, now its time for naughty girls to be dressed" he tells his daughter smiling wickedly as he continues to tickle his daughter, the H/C girl only wiggled in his grasp.
"No no daddy, wanna wear princess dress" yells the tot, Aaron stops his attack and looks at his wife. Hailey only shrugs her shoudlers.
Ever since her birthday Y/N loved one gift in particular, it was a beautiful poofy princess dress her parents got specially made for her.
She loved wearing it every time they went out and was always careful to keep it clean. Hotch sighs of course she would want to wear it to his work.
Looking down at the sad puppy look hisbwas getting he gave in. Hanging his head he stood up Y/N in his arms.
"Okay, Princess dress it is" he declared, dramatically, while bouncing the little girl in his arms before walking upstairs with a happy Y/N "yayy" cheers the young girl.
Finally ready to go Hotch grabbed his brief case, his lunch and Y/N lunch. As he headed for the door he called for Y/N the little girl eagerly bouncing over to him as he helped her put on her light up shoes.
"Ready princess" he asks her, Y/N gives him a huge gumming smile. "Yes Sir Daddy!" She saluted him before hugging her Mum and baby brother before leaving. "Good luck" Hailey whispers as she kisses Aaron.
When they arrived at the FBI headquarters Hotch pulls his daughter aside. "Now N/N, I know your excited, but I need you to stay close to me today okay? The office is busy and I don't want you to get lost" he explains to the girl.
Y/N smiles and hugs his neck giggling. "Yes Daddy! I be good" she smiles, Hotch pats her head a smile on his lips. "Thank you N/N" the two Hotchners then walk into the busy building.
And what a pair they made, Hotch in his usual suit and red tie combo, his stoic expresson on his face. Y/N in her pink poffy dress with light up shoes waving and smiling at all the agents she sees.
Once they get to the bullpen, Y/N is introduced to the team who are all excited to meet the young girl. Soon Hotch is busy in his office mountains of paperwork to go through.
On the floor lays Y/N, the young girl had grown bored it staying in the office. She had drawn lots of pictures, played with her toys. Now she wanted to explore.
Getting up from the floor she walks over to the door and opens it quietly, giggling silently she squeezes through the gap and is now free from the room.
Giggling she runs around the bullpen looking at all the desk and the members of her daddy's team, one person stand out to her, that's person being Spencer Reid who had jsut recently joined the BAU.
Walking up to thr agent she grabs onto his pant leg and shakes his gaining the surprised Dr's attention, looking doen and the girl dressed in pink spencer gives her an awkward smile.
"Hi..?" He says Y/N grins up at him. "Hi! I'm Y/N" she tells him proudly. Spencer is taken aback how smiley Hotches daughter is.
"I'm Spencer, nice to meet you Y/N" he says, before Y/N holds her arms up to him, Spencer was confused before realising she wanted to be picked up.
Nervously looking over to his bosses office he picks the girl up and sets her down on his lap, Y/Ns smiles brightens as she was held by the young man.
The brown haired man was surprised again when the ball on energy on his lap twisted around so she could koala hug him, pressing tightly to him Spencer hugged her back.
" your nice" came a muffled voice pressed to his chest, Spencer let out a surprised laugh at that making Y/N erupted into giggles all over again.
After hugging spencer the H/C tot began moving around as he tried to work, afgwr wriggling a bit she finally settled behind him, half sitting on top of his chair and half holding onto his back.
Y/N happily played with the agents hair as Spencer worked, he was slowly getting used to the girl spending time with him.
As this happened a very worried Dad was panicking in his office trying to find his daughter, after going through everything in his office Hotch threw open his door and stepped down the ramp into the bullpen.
Morgan stood from his desk as he saw the worried expression on the man's face. "Woah woah, what's happened Hotch?" He asks the worried man.
Shoulders shaking Aaron explained he couldn't find his daughter anywhere, instead of helping Derek just laughed and pointed.
Following his arm Hotch breathed a sigh off relief as he saw where Y/N had got to, smiling he watched his daughter laugh and play with the young doctors hair.
He was glad she was okay and made a new friend. Quickly taking a few pictures he sends them to Haily who messaged back just a quick. "Some one made a new friend" chuckling he responded. "I think they both made a new friend"
Putting his phone away he went back to his office, happy to leave his daughter in his agents capable hands.
The end!
Hope you liked this oneshot sorry for the wait! Sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.
Requests are open!
Word Count : 1375
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finally made a proper sheet and render for my sona: Pastel Leo!!! or just Pastel for short. he never calls himself Leo 😂
he's an embodiment of aesthetics, beauty, and the appreciation of the arts. he's existed ever since humanity has started prioritizing art and not survival so he's a few hundred thousand years old. he pretty much just roams around the world, attracted to people who make art, music, literature, etc. he also befriends immortals like night time (ash's sona). him and night don't know they're related for a good while tho.
he's a pretty lonely boi tho as he keeps befriending mortals who either leave him or die. one day, he got tired of his loneliness that he spends 100 years isolated. his body then glitched to a tot and repressed all his immortal memories prior to meeting his twins (megg's sona and cami's sona)
that's pretty much all i want to share atm 😄 it's just fun creating stuff that won't go into public and not worry about what the agorithm thinks 💖 i do hope you like my little blorbo tho!!!
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Beautiful Boy. truck driver!dad! e. munson x mom!reader.
w; this one is long - i apologize, r is intended as a female but i try to be nondescript as best as i could ( i use the pronouns she/her BUT you can always change if you’d like <3 ), i don’t know much about soccer so pls ignore how i absolutely demolish it, mentions of cheating - not eddie, jason is mean - as always - but this time it’s uncalled for, chance is non-verbal, little injury, eddie absolutely loses it in front of parents and kids - but it’s needed honestly, eddie’s self-deprecating thoughts, fluff ending
thank you @reidsbtch & @officerrrfriendly for beta reading !!! i love u both.
an; thought about this little idea and i love the idea of truck driver!eddie so im continuing the alt au! i hope you guys love him just as much as i do 🧸 (if u seen the post ab me taking a small break - no u didn’t … jk, after this i won’t post for a while </3 just wanted to post this.)
Eddie hated being around people.
Not just people. But people he knew and went to school with - the ones that called him a freak.
Although, Eddie had found you and he was the first one out of anyone - when he finally put his mind to it and graduated - to get married.
So, everyone who made fun of him, suck it!
“Hun, can you get his duffel bag out, please?” You slip out of the car, opening the back door. Sometimes he missed his van - the one you despised and desperately told him to trade in for this mini van - but then he realizes how much it actually came in handy.
You hold Chance’s hand when he hops out of the car, kneeling down and tying his shoes. Whenever Eddie would tie them, he would immediately walk away and find you, wordlessly holding his foot out - Eddie never got them tight enough. They would always untie in the middle of the game.
“You’re gonna do so good, baby! I just know it.” You switch to tie the other shoe. Eddie circles around the car after locking it, placing a hand on Chance’s head.
“Absolutely. He’s a Munson.” He smirks down at the boy. It took a little time for Eddie to realize that being a part of the Munson Bloodline wasn’t all bad like people had made him believe.
Sometimes they would lose - but in the long run, they somehow always win in the end.
His win - you and Chance.
There’s a whistle that had been directed towards the small group of you, Chance, and himself. It caused Eddie to look up quickly. It wasn’t the type of whistle to catch someone’s attention that you had been friends with for a while - no - it was a whistle little boys did when they seen a woman they thought was pretty.
“Oh, my bad.” The smirk was familiar and made Eddie’s blood run hot.
Jason Carver.
Divorced three times and had two kids (They both are the same age - you can be sure what had happened there and why they both are the same age) . He's married again, but she’s at the car getting the chairs out and small cooler with capri-sun’s for the little tots and beer for Jason.
It wasn’t allowed, but it was Jason Carver, and sometimes someone’s privilege was so blindingly noticeable.
You peek up at Eddie, watching as his jaw clenches. “Eds,” You say. “Eddie,” He finally looks down at you. You shake your head. “He’s not worth it. Don’t waste your breath.”
He can distinctly hear Julia - his new wife who was most likely about to hit him with divorce papers - complain as she shoves the chairs into his arms. His eyes peek up, watching as they both walk away. He only nods, looking back down at you.
“Breathe, Eds.”
And suddenly, he could breathe again. There was a shudder to the first breath he took - but it felt nice. Rather than holding it in anger until he passed out.
You give him a small smile before fixing Chance’s green shirt. You press a quick kiss to his forehead, standing and holding a hand out for him. He immediately slips his hand into yours, following you towards the field.
Eddie glances around, scratching at his neck when he passes a group of people who peaked in high school - better known as the basketball and football team.
There were a couple of them that were fine - not as rude. And he was sure that the whispers he heard wasn’t about him in particular, but there’s some side of him that feels as if the hushed conversation was about him - or worse, his little mini me.
Chance had been quiet. He doesn’t know why or if it will ever change - a part of him hopes it does because he wants to hear his tiny voice. But if it never changed, Eddie would still love him either way.
And if anyone - including a kid - said anything about it, he’s not afraid to go to jail after knocking out some teeth and lose his job over it.
He drops the duffel bag, kneeling down in front of Chance. “Remember what I told you?” He tilts his head. “This is supposed to be fun, just remember that.”
Chance smiles and nods. He looked grown - the tooth that he had lost making a slow comeback.
“Now, go get them, Champ.” He stands, clapping as he runs to meet the rest of his team.
You peek over at him, smiling softly with a fluttering heart and pink cheeks. He peeks over at you, pushing his sleeves up to his elbows and crossing his arms over his chest, lifting a brow at you.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He chuckles a bit nervously. He still gets a bit nervous when you stare at him like you’re falling in love all over again - which you are, even more than before.
Of course, Eddie’s had relationships - even situationships - and even if they didn’t last that long, he always felt confident in the relationship, never boyish and giggly to where he could swing his feet like a school girl.
But with you, he feels shy, excited, nervous, and loved.
You shrug, slipping your arms around his, resting your chin on his bicep. “I just think you’re so handsome.”
He flushes and suddenly feels hot in the cool air. “Even with this scuff.”
“Especially with the scuff,” You grin. “And I thought I wouldn’t like your haircut, but I do.”
“I’m glad,” He nods, leaning over and pressing one, two, three pecks against your forehead. “It was just getting in the way when I would roll the windows down to smoke,” His scruff tickles against your forehead. “Especially when I would forget or loose the rubber band.”
You nod a bit and lift up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I’m going to go get the mini cooler out of the car.”
“I can do that.”
“No, I got it. Stay here and make sure no one gets our spot.”
He smirks. “Yeah, because you’ll end up feeling bad for someone and move.”
You roll your eyes and pat his bottom before walking off. He smiles and turns back, watching as they Hawkins and the other team - Defenders - give high-fives before the game starts.
“So, Munson,” He feels someone brush up against his side, his nails dig into his skin that was covered by his black sweatshirt. “How’s the married life?”
“You mean the same married life I’ve been in for 5 years now?” Eddie rocks on his heels. He doesn’t know if that would help, but he’s hoping it does so he doesn’t cause a scene in front of all the kids and parents who already judge him enough even if he’s not that same, hyperactive person anymore.
“It’s wonderful. How about your third wife? Or… is it the fourth?” He wonders out loud. Jason chuckles, blue eyes turning to stare daggers into the side of his face. “Or do you already have the fourth one picked out?”
“You’re such a-”
“Hi, Mr. Carver,” You cut the conversation short. You didn’t like Jason at all, but it’s better to kill him with kindness than to egg him on with words. “Seems like James and Aj are getting the hang of soccer.”
He watches as you bend at the waist, Eddie moving slightly to cover where ever his eyes might land, pinky circling into the belt loop of your jeans.
Jason rolls his eyes at that, clearing his throat. “Yeah. Learned from the best,” He nods. “What about Chance? Since… Eddie’s gone most of the time.”
“Dustin, Lucas, or Steve comes and practices with him. Jonathan does sometimes as well, and Robin,” You shrug. “He has a bunch of people who help him.”
“I bet it gets lonely sometimes.” Eddie’s ears ring when he hears the words and the whistle blow.
“What?”
“You know… When Eddie’s gone. How many days is he gone?”
You lift a brow, eyes staying on Chance’s jersey. “I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” You step closer when you feel Eddie’s finger tug on the belt loop of your jeans.
“Well… I could keep you company sometime, you know,” He tilts his head. “It’s not okay for Chance to have a father that disappears a couple of days and then pops back up for a day.” There’s a pause. You both were going to ignore him.
Jason is the type of guy who wouldn’t back out of an argument until there’s a physical altercation between him and whoever falls into his trap. Eddie knows this because it’s happened before.
Jason wouldn’t stop pestering him - and the next day after seeing his father on the news for a physical altercation, breaking-an-entering, DUI, and Drug Holding, it only made it worse.
“Looks like you might actually have something to look forward too - seeing your Daddy behind bars when you get locked up with him.”
He can’t remember when his fist went flying and when it broke Jason’s nose, but after that, Jason would say something’s and Eddie would retaliate with words.
Jason would back down because he remembered the pain that the rings had caused and the cracking noise he had heard.
But now, he didn’t seem to remember what that felt like - and maybe he needed to be reminded.
“Maybe that’s why he’s a bit slow.” Especially now when he said those words. Jason Carver officially sealed his fate.
“What did you just say?” Eddie turns to him.
“Oh, I didn’t mean that in a bad way,” Jason shrugs. But he did. “Just… you know, he doesn’t talk. He’s not that smart with his-”
“You don't want to finish that sentence, Carver,” Eddie grits out. There’s a hot flash that keeps going down his whole body, the feeling of breaking that nose again, ruining the nose job he had to have because of his rings. “You remember what happened before. I’d hate to ruin the nose job you had to have in 10th grade. Then you’d have to spend another thousand just to get it busted again.”
Jason’s brows shoot up, a small teasing smirk on his face. He notices some parents’ eyes looking at them. Eddie’s voice had raised a smidge and he didn’t even notice.
“Is that a threat, Munson?”
“Try promise, Carver,” His eyes narrow at him. “You peaked in high school and can’t let it go. You even work there.”
Jason’s jaw clenches at that. “I didn’t-”
“You did,” Eddie cuts him off. There’s a small smirk that tugs at the corner of his lips knowing he’s got under his skin now. “You just don’t want to admit it. And it’s honestly sad. So, what you’re going to do right now is turn around, walk away from my wife, and stop talking about my son. Because it won’t be pretty if you don’t.”
“Eddie.” Your hand grips his arm. He looks at you and shakes his head before looking at Jason.
Jason clicks his tongue, darting his eyes out at the field as he nods a bit. You look between the two. “Alright… I’ll let you win this one,” He hums, hands on his hips. “Because at least my kid isn’t a freak.”
Eddie flinches at the word, fist clenching at the usage and who it was shot at. He wouldn’t have minded if it was meant towards himself, but his kid? One who couldn’t even defend himself?
His hands land on his chest, pushing him away. Jason stumbles on his Nike’s. “Carver, I mean it. Walk away before you say something you’ll regret. I’m so close to beating you into the ground.”
Jason stares at him and he believes him. Eddie’s staring at him with eyes that were dark, his hands balled into fists at his side - so tight that his knuckles were white.
Jason’s eyes glances over at you. And just because he needs to get in the last words so his ego isn’t hurt and knocked down a couple of steps, “Call me if you ever get lonely, babygirl.” His lips pucker and smack together before he gives Eddie one last grin, turning around.
Eddie almost swings at the back of his head to knock him off guard, his arm raising. You grab his arm, pulling it down quickly. “Not worth it,” You say, hand resting between his shoulder blades. “He’s not worth going to jail, Eds.”
Eddie watches as he makes his way towards Julia, plopping down into his fold out chair. He grabs the can, taking a gulp and wiping at the corner of his mouth where some had slipped. His blue eyes turn and meet Eddie’s, a small smile that curls at his lips.
“Just one punch?”
“No,” You turn him towards you. “He’s just trying to get a raise out of you and it’s working - don’t let him win this time like he always does.”
Eddie glances around, eyes meeting with some of the parents that quickly look away. His eyes then connect with yours and suddenly he feels his inside soften and his face slowly release its tension, the lines disappearing from his face.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers.
You shake your head, giving him a small smile. “Don’t apologize. It’s not your fault.”
He opens his mouth but is cut off by the whistle, eyes cutting over to the field. He sees number 8 sitting on the ground, his heart dropping.
His mind was wondering else where and his son is hurt.
He’s walking out onto the field before his mind even registers what his feet are doing and kneeling down. Chance had tears rolling down his cheeks, his small hands covering his knee.
“Hey, Champ,” His heart breaks at the sight of his watery eyes when they quickly dart up at him before looking back down at his hands. He flinches when he feels your hand on his back, rubbing up and down. “Can mommy and I take a look?” He whispers.
He feels a bit claustrophobic when he feels the two coaches looming over his shoulders along with the small kids staring at him.
Chance nods slightly, removing his hands from his knee. Eddie’s hand reaches out and holds his leg, looking at the scratches. “Looks like you just need a quick wipe and bandaid.”
Chance sniffs and slowly stands, bending his leg.
“You wanna wait til we get home? I accidentally forgot the first aid at home.” The little boy nods, sniffling again.
Eddie reaches up and wipes away his tears softly. “You’re so brave. I’m proud of you.”
This causes Chance to smile, cheeks lifting a bit. Eddie gives him a swift peck to the top of his head before standing. “Go get ‘em.” Chance nods quickly.
Eddie grabs your hand, walking off the field and standing on the sidelines again. You lean your head on his shoulder.
“Eds?” He hums a bit. “I love you.”
He smiles a bit, nodding. “I love you.”
⭒
Eddie plops down on the bed, rubbing at his face. Chance’s knee was taken care of, a fresh shower, some nuggets, then he was out like a light when his little head hit the pillow.
Eddie feels like he could pass out when his own head hits the pillow, but there’s a feeling that keeps tugging at his chest.
He doesn’t know if it’s anger, sadness, or confusion.
anger because he couldn’t put Jason Carver into place like he absolutely wanted to. Anger because he missed half of Chance’s game because of him.
Sadness because Chance has to deal with people already laughing at him - it’s much worse when a grown up does it.
Confusion because he doesn’t know what he did in wrong his life to deserve what people say about him and his family.
Eddie always felt like he was nice enough - not judging others and including them in a conversation when he felt as if they weren’t being heard or he noticed the look on their face when they felt left out of the conversation.
And there’s a constant nagging in his mind that he always hears in his subconscious.
You’re not cut out to be a father - you’re going to go downhill soon.
And the worse part about it, he actually believes he’s going to go down hill. His father once was a nice man, caring. Then Wayne said when his mom got sick, he turned bitter and mean.
And the worse part about that was she got sick when she was pregnant with Eddie. So that bitterness was because of Eddie.
Edward Munson - the person who caused people to feel bitter when he showed his face. The person who only seemed to give people bad luck when he showed up.
Sarah, his mother who was a soft person with kind words, should’ve saved herself. Not him. She should be here. Then maybe his dad would’ve been okay.
Everyone would’ve been okay.
“Babe?” He blinks, glancing at you. He didn’t realize that you had finished getting ready for bed and had snuggled under the covers. He hums slightly. You frown, lifting your hand and wiping at the tears that he didn’t realize had fallen.
“What’s wrong? What’s going on in your mind?” Your thumb traces over his cheekbone. You pay attention to the scar he has nearing his eye. He shakes his head a bit, lip quivering.
He’s afraid that if he talks, it will cause him to sob, then if he sobs, he’ll wake up Chance. He’s already had a rough day today and he needed his sleep.
You frown and move closer to him, pressing a kiss next to his eye, they flutter closer. “Whatever you’re thinking, it isn’t true,” You whisper. “I know you and I know that you’re very hard on yourself - and you shouldn’t be. You know why?”
He turns his head to stare at you, shaking his head a bit.
Your hand splays out against his cheek. “Because you, Eddie, are the absolute best person I know with the biggest heart. And I’m so proud of how far you’ve come and achieved.”
He smiles, although it’s a bit shaky. “What did I do to deserve you?”
You shrug, nudging your nose against his softly. “Just being the absolute best version of you.”
🎸 eddie tags; @lavendermunson, @hazydespair, @whisperingwillowxox
thank you for reading! comments, reblogs, requests, likes, & feedback is always welcomed, encouraged, & deeply appreciated. 🧸
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🏮scream
pairing: chris x reader
summary: where reader and chris are going to the scream premiere
genre: SMUT!!! if that makes you uncomfortable dni!
warnings: unprotected sex (don't tap her without a wrapper), nicknames
a/n: day 6 of smutmas. this is kind of sloppy.
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it had been 3 months since you and chris had revealed that you were a couple online. this meant that you guys were easily able to attend events together. the next event you two going together being the newest screams premier.
this being your first movie premiere you wanted to dress up a bit. meaning you ventured far and wide for the perfect dress. you ended up getting this black dress that hugs your curves just right.
it was the night of the premier and chris had called for you in the kitchen asking if you were ready. you being ready, made your way to the kitchen to show chris and his brothers your amazing outfit. you walked in surprised to see that they had also dressed up a bit.
"wow you look great" nick said hyping you up nodding his head. "yeah you do actually" matt added. chris just looked at you gob smacked. "thank you guys. i tried a little" you said smiling looking down at your feet and back up to chris. "well, nick and i are going to head down to the car, chris is just putting his shoes on and i'm sure you have final touch up's so don't take too long" matt said looking to definitely catching a similar vibe to me. "yeah" you said as the two exited the kitchen.
"you look great mamas" chris said taking you into his arms. "thank you baby" you said staring into his eyes, smiling. "really great" he said before submerging into an intimate kiss, backing you towards the kitchen island. as the back of your thighs hit the island he lifted you effortlessly onto the island and feeling his way down your body until he reaches the bottom of the dress.
he started pushing the bottom of the dress up past your hips to reveal your small lacy thong. his eyes were suddenly glued to the cute, white underwear knowing what to do instantly.
"get down" he said stepping away from you. as you did so he spun you around and bent you over the counter. he suddenly paused to take his shirt off before pushing your thong to the side and ramming himself inside of you. he started kissing up your back until you said he could move. once he was given the permission he started going slamming so fast you didn't know what to do but scream so kid your sure matt and nick could hear you from the car.
"i love your sounds ma, keeping going" he said while slowly toying with your clit. this started your chase tot he finish. almost simultaneously chris asked, "you close yet baby? i'm so close." all you could do was hum in reply. suddenly he started pounding you faster and deeper making you scream even louder and squirt all over his massive cock. the both of you came down from your high before he pulled out and actually put his shoes on while you fixed your lipstick and grabbed your bag.
"i think you took the movie title too literal beautiful" he teased as you walked to the car
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Pablo’s mom and dad LOVING her so much like but his dad loves her more?
Familia
I was going to the Netherlands with the Gavira family to support Pablo's final game of the season and hopefully his first national win. I had no doubts that they will win knowing how hard he had worked the entire season and that he always leaves his heart of the pitch whenever he plays.
"When is your flight??" he asked while we were on the face time and I was sitting on the airport smiling at how adorable he looked when he was all snuggly in his bed.
"In five minutes we will board the plane..I'm excited to see you tomorrow bebé" I say when his dad walked up to me with a blanket in his hands putting it over my shoulders.
"Gracias Sr. Gavira" I say and he smiled waving at Pablo who smiled at him always glowing when he saw just how much his family loved me. Pablo always valued his family and the fact they loved me so much made him love me even more.
"I'm excited to see you too amorcito..are they taking good care of you??" he said and Aurora told him to shut up and they they loved me more than him which made his parents laugh.
"No esta posible pero I am glad they are treating you like a princesa that you are" he said and you blushed nodding your head and talking some more before finally boarding the plane.
aurorapaezg
Off to Neatherlands with mia hermanita bonita <33 Vamos España!
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y.n.bebe: te amo bebe!
aurorapaezg: muchisimo!!
paezgavirafam: beautiful how much love his family has for her!!
pablogavi: mia princesita bonita!! <33
y.n.bebe: amor!! <3
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When we finally arrived and went to pick up the suitcase, Sr. Gavira said he will take care of mine as well which made me smile gratefully. Pablo certainly took his father's manners and always behaved like a true gentleman.
"In my family, ladies don't do anything..and you are apart of this family now" he said and that warmed my hear making me give him a hug and take my suitcase as we got to the hotel.
Pablo was already there waiting for us at the front office and the moment I saw him I rushed to hug him as he raised me off my fit spinning me around.
"Hola princesa!" he said after putting me down and I blushed bright red looking at his lips wanting to kiss them so badly. We weren't much of a PDA couple but after weeks of not kissing, he grabbed my chin and kissed my lips passionately.
"Te amo muchisimo!" he said after a few more pecks and I nodded saying it back before we turned towards his family who looked at us in awe.
"Estan tan perfectos hijo! Can't wait to have a little grandson in the future" Belen said and I blushed bright red just like Pablo in that moment.
"Mama! We're too young for that now! Vale! Let's go to the rooms!" he said changing the topic while we laughed at how embarrassed he got all of the sudden. I always thought it was cute.
Fast forward to the game, you were very excited to watch Pablo play his first ever national final praying that he wins his first title for the national team.
He played really well and a few times I was even worried jumping to the glass to see if he was alright after being tackled. I never liked that players always tried to hurt him!
belengavira story
her being worried when he gets tackled!! that's love <33 mi hija!
reposted by y.n.bebe: te amo <33
When they won, I screamed so loud celebrating with Rora, his friends and family until we were escorted tot he pitch after they received the trophy.
I rushed towards him like back at the hotel and he grabbed me raising me up in his arms and kissing me passionately.
"That trophy is huge amor!!" you say and he hugged me from behind kissing my shoulder lovingly.
"You're my only trophy preciosa" he said and I blushed turning around and hugging him tightly. We waited for our turn to take a picture with the trophy and Pablo pulled me close wanting to have one together first.
"Tan preciosos!" Aurora said and that made us both blush when the picture was taken as we looked at each other and he kissed me suddenly making the photographer take a few more.
Then we took pictures all together, as a family, and I felt so happy to have them all become my new family as well. It felt so special to be apart of all of this today.
Pablo then said a few words for a short interview while we waited together behind the camera.
"Who would you dedicate this win to Gavi? It's your first national title" was the question and he looked at all of us standing together smiling wide.
"My family definitely..I couldn't do it without them by my side" he said and his dad grabbed my hand pulling me with him before placing me in Pablo's arms in front of the camera.
"We are all his family but it's the love from this beautiful girl that keeps my son on the right track" he said and you blushed smiling at Pablo who looked down at you while proudly nodding his head.
"It's really beautiful to see your family loving your girlfriend so much" the lady said and you smiled leaning your head on Pablo's shoulder as he kissed the top of your head lovingly.
"She's easy to love..but it really means everything to have my family accept our relationship and consider her as part of our family" he said and soon after the interview was over and we joined back with the rest.
pablogavi
I won today..but like I said you are my biggest trophy princesa <3
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gavigavi: real love conquers all!
y.n.bebe: making me cry amor <33
pablogavi: only smile mi princesa! <33
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And after a nice family dinner and another night at the hotel, we were flying back to Spain all together. I was so happy Pablo was going to leave with us since I really wanted to spend all of my time with him.
"Now that the season is finally over, and i have my vacation I will give it all to you mi preciosa" he said while we cuddled in our seats and I smiled nodding my head and looking up at him with by eyes. He leaned down and gave me a sweet kiss. We didn't even notice Aurora snapping a picture of us and sending it to me. I just had to post it.
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finally with you..always with you <3 te amo mi campeon!
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And with that I fell asleep comfortably in his arms...
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– seventeen with a short and chubby s/o
pairing: bf!svt x reader
genre: fluff
req: by anon: "hi hi hi!!! can i request svt with a short and chubby s/o? if it not too much for you!! love love love your blog"
warnings: mentions of physical insecurities, kisses and hugs.
summary: how seventeen would act with a short n chubby s/o.
scoups, jun, hoshi, mingyu
loves your body so much oh my. he finds you literally ethereal, perfect, your curves, your marks (if you had any). would worship you 24/7, make you all flustered and shy. loves your height also, the way he always towers you makes him feel confident. he sometimes teases you, when you want a kiss, and can't reach him, he will not move and make you whine, so he laughs and finally bends to kiss you. will embrace you with his big body, warming you <3
wonwoo, minghao, vernon, dino
all he wants to do is love you and protect you always. will never leave your side, will compliment you, help you with things such as grabbing things from a high shelf, kneel to your height to look at your face properly, or when you have to whisper in his ear, he always bends a little so you can reach him. always has an arm wrapped around your waist, or on your hip.
jeonghan, joshua, dk, seungkwan, woozi
he adores you. like really, anything you do is just so cute to him! your existence is a tot level of cuteness. has a soft spot for you. he could be mad at the whole entire world, but he would never ever be mad at you. is just so calm and patient when it comes to you. if you ever struggle with insecureness about your height or weight, he would do anything to make you understand how actually beautiful you are, how you are from his pov. would kiss all over your body and make you feel loved <3
a/n: this request was so cute, thank you anon! and remember, humans will never refrain from judging. so ignoring is the best option.
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Happy New Year Ruggie! ✨
A little late cause of commissions and lack of belief that I would make it but finally I was able to finish.
Hope this hyena gets lots of madol this year and recognition! HE IS BEAUTIFUL AND PRECIOUS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH TOT 💗
#twisted wonderland#disney twisted wonderland#twst#twst ruggie#ruggie bucchi#twst fanart#my art#I FINALLY FINISH HIM!#MAH HUSBAND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH
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AMAVI || Joseph Descamps (Mixte1963)
AMAVI (latin; The second-person singular imperfect of amare.
Meaning: to love)
Veni Vidi Amavi
I came I saw I loved
The first day of school never made Gabrielle feel anxious; it was just school, after all. This time, however, she didn't want to be the first one in. She decided to let some time pass as she leaned on the wall of one of the buildings close to the school with a cigarette in her hand, watching a red-headed girl walk through the crowd of boys staring her down like she was some foreign entity. Scared to approach while also wanting to pounce.
"They are going to eat her alive," she mumbled to herself, her eyes never leaving the scene before her. Suddenly, she wished the cigarette break would last longer. But she tried not to back down; there was no point in feeling regret now that she was already here, and after she convinced her parents to allow her to try this out, Backing down wasn't something she ever did, anyway.
A few more girls gathered, greeting her as they passed her. It wasn't a big place; everyone knew almost everyone. Yet, when a blonde stopped next to her, Gabrielle realized she didn't know her. In fact, she had never seen her; if she had, she would remember simply because this girl had to be the most beautiful person she had ever met. Gabrielle wasn't ugly; everyone told her she was beautiful, but this girl was something entirely different.
"Are you going to attend here too?" the blonde girl asked, and Gabrielle had to blink a few times to stop her admiration before answering.
"Yes. Want to go in together?"
There was always one thing Gabrielle could depend on: that no girl wanted to be alone in a place surrounded by strange boys. And, like she expected, the girl nodded. Gabrielle nodded with a smile, threw her cigarette away, and offered her elbow to hold on. "I'll be your chaperone," she joked at the girls confused expression. "I'm already wearing pants, after all."
The blonde looked down to confirm that she was indeed wearing light pants and a button-up short-sleeved shirt, accompanied by a smirk. Gabrielle knew she almost looked like a boy, and her mom only allowed her to wear them if she let her hair down and didn't act like a crude boy. Hence, her dark hair was half down.
Finally, the girl hooked her arm around her own with a hesitant smile. "The pants look good. I'm Annick"
"Gabrielle"
Walking inside the school was easier with company, and both girls—as if they had talked about it beforehand—held themselves pridefully, were self-assured, and chatted like they weren't fully aware that they had pulled the attention of everyone in the yard. The small walk consisted of talk such as 'I like your dress' or 'They look so stupid looking like that'.
"Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell," mumbled a dark-haired girl when they finally reached the board to see their assigned classes and teachers.
The rest of the day was surely something; if Gabrielle had to use one word to describe it, she wouldn't be able to find it easily.
The first lesson was history with Mrs.Giraud. Climbing up the stairs, Gabrielle heard the red-haired girl tell the brunette that she wondered how bad Mrs. Giraud could be. "I heard she is a stuck-up bitch." Gabrielle said quietly, her pace matching theirs.
"Who told you that?" the brunette laughed.
"Someone from my neighborhood. He had some other words to use too, but I think I summed it up pretty well."
Soon she learned that the brunette was Simone, the new girl, and Michele, the butcher's daughter. She also learned that'stuck up bitch' wasn't enough to disappoint her teacher, who immediately shot her a look of shock and clearly disapproval when she spotted her attire. But she didn't say anything until she did.
Gabrielle found a seat at the back of the class and started getting settled, unaware of someone staring at her until they had all settled, and the teacher started talking when she spotted Annick at the front of the class. She was absolutely, totally, wholly scandalized by her seat next to a boy and promptly sent the boy to sit next to the 'boy with the long hair'.
It didn't take Gabrielle to realize she was talking about her, and her eyebrows shot up.
"In the list, I thought that we were getting five girls in this class. One of them turns out to be just a pretty boy." Mrs.Giraud spat out, and some laughed around.
"I'm pretty" Gabrielle mouthed
"She also called you a boy," said the boy who sat next to her.
"A pretty boy."
The boy that was sent to sit next to her was Henri Pichon, and he went to sit somewhere else the moment the next class rolled around. Latin, not her strong suite. History she could manage, but Latin not so much.
Annick, on the other hand, seemed to excel in that too, much to the displeasure of the teacher, who refused to call upon her even when she was the only one raising her hand. Gabrielle made a distasteful sound when the old man simply looked around like a lost donkey, trying his best to inspire a boy to raise his hand. And when one of them did raise his hand, he immediately gave him all his attention.
"I think the lady has raised her hand," the boy said, forcing the teacher's hand.
As Annick got up to say the answer, Gabrielle tried to subtly sneak a peek at the boy who was a few seats to her left as she moved her hair out of the way before quickly looking away when she made eye contact. Descamps was not someone she wanted to associate with during school hours, that was for sure. That is a testament she will circle back to at the end of the day, or even in five minutes.
A piece of paper started circling around the boys in class, and a boy got in trouble. Another reason to not even touch the papers Descamps gives around.
The rest of the day was calm, except for an incident at lunch hour, which of course involved Descamps. All the girls quickly realized he was one of the main troublemakers at the school and a constant annoyance. He was confident enough to present his art skills, but Simone shut that down easily, and Gabrielle added:
"Simone, don't be so hard on him. Poor thing has never seen real boobs before."
She winked when he glared at her.
Then the next hour rolled around. Catastrophic was one way to describe it. Descamps decides to concoct a prank on Michele, or maybe he was aiming at Simone. Gabrielle wasn't sure as she just watched him place a bucket of water on the door, which would fall on whoever opened it first.
"This is so stupid," she said, reaching to remove the bucket, only for Descamps to grab her hand and pull her aside.
"No, this is fun," he corrected, taking the extra measure of blocking the way with his body. Now, Gabrielle was tall, but he was at least half a head taller.
"You are going to get in trouble on the first day for being stupid," she said, pulling her hand back, aware of the fact that no one else seemed to do anything to stop him. A quick glance at Annick did her no good, as she also seemed reluctant to help out.
"Don't be a bore."
Not having enough time to do anything, Michele opened the door, and she was drenched in water. Gabrielle just shook her head. Some people laughed, some others just seemed sorry, and most of them focused their attention on Michele's chest. They couldn't see anything of value, just her bra, but to immature boys, that was enough.
Gabrielle went back to her seat when the English teacher entered the class, but not before she exchanged a glare with Descamps, who winked at her.
Bastard.
Now to the catastrophic part: no, Michele having her bra exposed to the whole class was not the catastrophic bit.
"Then Michele's brother came into the class. He started punching around, and Descamps got glass in his eye; he was bleeding a lot. They took him to the hospital; he might lose his eye, they said. And yeah, that's about it." Gabrielle smiled uneasily as her parents stared at her in shock, speechless. "Other than that, the day was pretty quiet."
"The boy lost his eye?" her dad asked.
"Maybe, yeah."
"Are you hurt?" Her mom's sharp eyes scanned her, inch by inch, for any scratch.
She shook her head.
No, she wasn't hurt. She had been walking to her seat when this happened, and someone pushed her to the side when Magnan started punching. She just watched, even when Descamps was on the ground, hand covering his eye to the Dean next to him.
"Joseph Descamps is the boy that lives right across from us, right? Your friend"
"Not my friend," she mumbled, closing her eyes in exasperation and falling back on the armchair.
"Weren't you together all the time a few years ago?"
Her dad, who just a week ago was swearing to God he had never seen these girls' Gabrielle was with, even though she had been hanging out with them for years and they had been to her house plenty, suddenly seemed to remember that one old friendship that has been almost completely dissolved.
She blinked, her nose wrinkled. "Yeah, like 2 years ago."
They almost kicked girls out of the school; there is no need to mention something like that. It might actually make her mother happy.
"I heard they almost banned girls from the school." Her mother quiped, trying not to sound too dissapointed at the fact it did not happen.
"So much for, uh." Her dad looked towards her to fill him in.
Gabrielle smiled. "Progressiveness."
Javier Blanc was a large man with a beard and a scary disposition. A man like that you would think was fit for sons, but alas, God gifted him girls—four, to be precise. In the last 15 years, since the birth of his oldest, he has heard it all, from 'Oh, maybe next time you will get lucky' to 'it's okay, girls are gifts'. Yet he listened to his girls rants and echoed them to the best of his understanding.
Her mother never really agreed with that disposition fully. Marie Blanc did, of course, want her daughters to become capable and marry good men, but she still wanted them to remain girls. So Gabrielle being taught boxing, being more inclined towards math, wearing pants, and walking with her hands in her pockets rubbed her the wrong way. Gabrielle, breathing alone, rubbed her the wrong way.
She didn't care when her younger three came inside the house with muddy shoes and clothes or when it was obvious her oldest showed more promise at violin than the rest did. They were babies, and they would continue to be her babies till they reached their 50s. Heck, Sophie was 13 years old already. Precisely two and a half years younger than Gabrielle.
Not that it hurt Gabrielle. It annoyed her that her mother never had anything purely good to say about her without a backhanded insult, but it didn't wound her. So she simply listened to her rant about Voltaire without saying much before deciding to go to bed.
"I have school tomorrow after all," with a snarky tone and a pointed look. Okay, maybe she wasn't the easiest child. Maybe she had a short fuse and held a grudge. That wasn't her fault. Her mother was like that, too.
Finally, alone in her room she couldn't resist to urge to pull back the curtain that covered her window, peeking at the room that also looked directly into her own from across the street. Descamps' room. Well, back then he was just 'Joseph' but it felt wrong to use his first name now. Gabrielle had been the one to stop calling for him to hang out, after all. But when they were kids, when their mothers would tack them in bed, the window would be their immediate destination.
Even now, once in a while, they would throw cigarettes at each other if one of them had run short.
There was no light in his room tonight, they must have kept him at the hospital for tonight. As Gabrielle was about to close the curtain, she spotted some movement in the darkness of his room that had her immediately shoot forward, ignoring the art supplies she had accidentally kicked since they had been resting on the wall. Her eagerness was something that would torture her for a few days, and she would thank her lucky stars that no one saw that.
Especially when she realised that the movement was Descamps' mother, who seemed to be packing some of his clothes to take to the hospital when she suddenly froze, and by the fact that she put her hand on her face, Gabrielle could only guess that the woman was crying or she was just exhausted by the day. When the woman raised her head, and looked directly at her Gabrielle found out it was both.
The woman managed a smile, and waved. Gabrielle mirrored her actions, closed the curtain and climbed in her bed, holding the covers close to her chest. She wasn't sure how long it took for her to fall asleep, at some point everything just got quite and dark.
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Hiya Kiran! I love the sound of your Valentine's event - what a cute idea!!
If I may, I'd like to request a little date with my darling 🌹Jade Leech ^v^
I hope you have fun with this event of yours!!
(also, I accidentally unfollowed you for a moment when I went to send this ask ToT I'm sorry, bud!!)
(I still love you)
Maybe it’s predictable but he really wants to take you hiking. Like… more than usual.. in a strange way. He’s already packed your bag for you. He knows you’re not as avid of a hiker as he, is so he takes a more leisurely pace. He almost doesn’t stop talking the entire walk, but it’s nice. You like hearing him talk. It’s not often he rambles and rambles without end. He *will* point out *every single* fungi and moss along the way. He even brought jars with him to collect any new samples he finds along the way. Was he killing two birds with one stone? …yeah.
After a while, you finally figured out why he had been so eager to take you hiking specifically. He had lead you to a clearing in the woods surrounding a beautiful lake. There was already a blanket set up on the grass with a basket, books, a tea kettle and.. a tent? It took you two a while to hike up here so… Just how early had he gotten up to set this all up? He wouldn’t even let you ask the question before he ushered you onto the blanket to sit and was taking off your hiking shoes. It was an afternoon of talking, reading aloud and just enjoying each others company in the privacy of the deep woods.
At one point, you sat on the shore of the lake watching the water, waiting for him to pop up again. Jade had gone into the lake, in his eel form and was finding little things at the bottom of the lake. Pretty stones, random knickknacks and even a couple fish. His sharp teeth were in a cute grip every time he dropped off a “gift”. That evening he set up a little camp, cooked up the fish he caught and spent a while stargazing with you until you both went to sleep in the tent.
#curiouser and curiouser~#krenen~#twst valentines day#twst#twisted wonderland#jade leech#twst jade#jade leech x reader#twst imagines#twst scenarios#twst x reader#kirs writing desk
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tears of themis boys & someone calling you ugly !
a/n : guess who finally started writing tot again!! anyways it was me i was the someone who called you ugly. also i think you can tell who i like the most cough vyn cough
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luke pearce !
despretly tries to ressure you. you're not ugly! you're absolutely stunning! hey, maybe the comment wasn't even directed to you..! and besides, who is that person anyways? they don't know you well, they don't even have a right to say that!
artem wing !
okay, so the person said "you're not fit to be artem's s/o" or "you're too ugly for him." he will literally stop in his tracks. excuse me???? his s/o is the most BEAUTIFUL. STUNNING. MAJESTIC. person !!!EVER!!! he is simultainiously filing a case on them and cheering you up! artem malewife era
will go haywire on the someone
marius von hagen !
you can't tell me marius would not be gaslighting them and making them regret all their life choices. "UGLY. UGLY??? YOU CAN'T BE TALKING YOU LITERALLY LOOK LIKE AN ELONGATED BAGUETTE. YOU LOOK LIKE A STRING BEAN YOU-" you literally had to drag him away.
vyn richter !
vyn is a man of rationality. most of the time. if anyone EVER calls his s/o ugly, they are in for the wrath of dr. richter. it was a dumb decision to even say that while in a 50 mile radius of vyn. "hm... ugly? i believe you cannot say that. afterall, you have no maidens. your clothing, especially your footwear, is made of cheaper material. lastly, not only are you a lowly peasant, but your face is also very unattractive to look at." that + i like the thought of vyn politely and elegently scarring someone. vyn just gave a eleven year old kid trauma for the rest of their life.
#✶ sealed#luke pearce#luke#luke pearce x reader#luke x reader#marius#marius x reader#marius von hagen#marius von hagen x reader#vyn x reader#vyn ritcher x reader#vyn richter#vyn#vyn richter x reader#artem wing x reader#artem wing#artem x reader#artem
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Please Ramon, beautiful baby boy made in heaven, wake up, your dad is suffering from intense separation anxiety and doesn’t know what to do with himself and is kinda just aimlessly wandering the island ToT
(Just wanna quickly say that when I talk about the eggs waking up and I’m being all dramatic I’m never actually expressing any annoyance or anything towards the admins playing them. It’s been finals week and a bunch of their admins have mentioned being students so absolutely no pressure on them at all to log in if they’re busy!)
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// tot cn server spoilers
this is all i've ever wanted.
AT LAST we get lukerosa high school pining era our coming-of-age-romance is finally coming !!!
they r so beautiful together... i've never felt more like a third wheel...
and of course it wouldn't be a post by me without a marius mention AJFDK BUT LOOK AT HOW HIS SMILE TURNS INTO A BLUSH....
also the post evol is just so cute and fuzzy... it doesn't have the intimacy of luke's but it just screams cute high school au i'm so in love
guys literally what are we supposed to do. first we have the sss cards then we have the dragon au cards then the lunar new year cards and now this...
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BEEP BOOP FIC REC
HELLO I RISE BACK FROM THE DEAD TO PUSH THIS TO YOUR PLATE
I've reblogged the author's original post a while back when the first couple of chapters were written but now I finally had the time to open ao3 again and finally caught up with the chapters... BOY OH BOY ITS AMAZING PLEASE READ IT! This fic may have come from the same idea as my little prince skk childhood au BUT it's a gem on its own and has its own beautifully crafted world and written characters PLEASE PLEASE READ IT ITS SO SO GOOD!
Everyone say thank you to @uneducated-author for this beautiful work! <3 ToT I love it so so much
#fic rec#bsd#skk#bsd fic#fanfic#also please dont get confused this is a whole new entire work belonging to the writer not me! its beautiful#im just gonna use the same tag as my comics too keep all them in one place hehe#little prince skk au#i cant the fic is so so good i need to draw raaaaaaaaa#on one hand i wanna say the fic is angstier than my comics but#i think i uh. i wanna take that as a challenge#guys i promise the next part is coming soon im just so. busy i hate it here.#cheers to angst wahoo#also set the characters and their roles differently compared to the fic but hey thats the cool thing about two people making different work
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