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kangtaehyuned · 3 months

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TAEHYUN ☆ PAST LIFE ACADEMY EP.5

#taehyun #kang taehyun #txt #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #*#he is strong omgg #he looks so happy

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yuujispinkhair · 1 year

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Sometimes I think about being on a rush hour train with Yuji. Being packed close together but then he puts his hand under your skirt and has Sukuna eat you out. Just the thought of Yuji trying to keep you quiet as your thighs are trembling just… Ꮚ°͈ꈊ°͈Ꮚ I die

OMGG!! This is so fucking hot!! I had to write a little drabble! Thank you so much for sharing this sexy idea with me!

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female), Sukuna x Reader Word Count: 400 Warnings: 18+, smut, oral, cum-eating, creampie, Sukuna's handmouth, poly, semi-public sex. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact.

Yuuji presses his firm body against you, hugging you tightly, nuzzling your neck, and smiling like an angel. To everyone around you, he looks like the sweet, caring boyfriend who just makes sure his girlfriend doesn't fall when the train moves.

But they don't know that under your skirt, he is rubbing slow circles around your clit while the King of Curses fucks you with the silky tongue that manifested on Yuuji's palm.

Your thighs are trembling, nails digging into Yuuji's biceps as you cling to him desperately, trying to fight the orgasm you can feel building up inside you. Your eyes are glazed over from pleasure, your heart is racing, your pussy is clenching.

Yuuji's breath caresses your ear as he tells you in that sexy horny voice,

"Please stay quiet, ok, cutie? I just want to make my girl feel good on this boring train ride. Want to make you cum all over Sukuna's mouth. He says he loves your taste. Just like I do. Fuck, I'm gonna eat you too when we're getting off the train."

His words only make it worse, and you can't help a soft moan from escaping your lips. Your hips buck helplessly as Sukuna and Yuuji share your pussy.

One moment Sukuna is fucking you with his tongue, and Yuuji caresses your needy clit, then Yuuji's thick fingers pump in and out of you while Sukuna's lips close around your clit and suck on it. And then they go back again to Sukuna licking into you with his hot tongue, and your boyfriend rubbing you with his strong but gentle fingers.

By now, the only thing holding you up are Yuuji's strong arms. Your lips part in another soft groan, unable to hold back, as you feel the beginnings of your orgasm wash over you. But luckily Yuuji's mouth is suddenly on yours, silencing you, swallowing your needy little moans while Sukuna swallows the cream gushing out of your twitching pussy when you cum on his tongue.

You can feel how hard Yuuji is, so turned on by the situation. You know the minute you are out of this train, he will take your hand and tug you along to a secluded space where he will bend you over the next best surface, lift your cute little skirt and eat you out until you sob his name.

And once you creamed on his tongue, your sweet boyfriend will pull down his pants and fuck you with needy hard thrusts until he fills your pussy with his hot cum.

And then Sukuna's nasty mouth will surely appear on Yuuji's cheek and give his orders to the two of you.

"Pull her panties up again, brat. And you, brat number two, keep it all in. I want to have my treat when we're back home."

Because you know what Sukuna loves even more than your taste is the taste of both of his brats combined.

AHHHHHH Anon, I am losing my mind!! Sukuna's handmouth always drives me wild!! And I have a thing for Yuuji and Sukuna sharing you because they come as a packaged deal anyways, and this way, everyone gets the most out of it ;) I am sending you lots of love for sharing this with me!!

#yuuji smut #itadori smut #jjk smut #yuji smut #yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #jjk x reader #sukuna smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader x yuuji

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thekissofaphrodite · 3 months

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OMGG!! THIS IS AMAZING!! LUKE AS A GIRL DAD IS MAKING ME FEEL SO HAPPY

Family, Luke

Luke Castellan X Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader

Summary: Giving Luke Castellan a second chance to be a partner and the father he never was.

Warnings: Kissing, Near death experience, mentions of dead bodies and flashbacks of smut and teen pregnancy.

Author's note: This is requested! I do not support teen pregnancy, Please practice safe sex! LUKE IS 23 IN THIS TIMELINE!! and reader is 20! Luke and the reader became flings at age 19 and 18!

The battle scene was horrifying.

dead bodies of demigods who fought bravely had been scattered all around manhattan. Their divine blood staining the road, the hot scorching sun kissing their bodies.

Your breath hitched as you tried not to step on dead bodies, the putrid odour and lifeless eyes staring back at you were enough to make you gag as flies and insects crawled on the cold bodies While mumbling something incoherently, you clutched the gigantic green tumbler you brought filled with ambrosia, Your kaleidoscope eyes searching for someone.

Then, You saw him.

Luke.

His face was still handsome, even from the distance

You saw the blood pooling in his mouth while it dripped down his chin. The knife embedded under his left arm.

Without even thinking, you ran towards Luke, kneeling beside him. He was choking on his own blood,When he saw you, He smiled, His eyes gleaming with tears as he looked up at you. You came, That's what his smiled meant. the hermes boy tried to say something—But failed. His calloused palms reached your cheeks as you scrambled, opening the tumbler Cap.

"I'm here, Luke. Stay with me and hold on"

The time was ticking, and every second that had passed could be Luke's end. But the bottle wasn't cooperating. It seems like the Fates were telling you something. You used your strength to open it, glancing at Luke every second, scared and anxious.

Then, With a strong force, the tumbler opened. You smiled while you sighed in relief. Some of the ambrosia were spilt. But you couldn't care less.

You poured down the ambrosia down unto Luke's throat, not caring if his own blood mixed with the nectar. All you cared about was for him to live.

Your daughter can't grow up without a father.

The ambrosia was drunken by Luke, Despite him choking a little. You prayed to every gods you could think of to save him, He loves you and you love him, That was everything.

As the tumbler's ambrosia began to slowly empty, its contents drained down Luke's throat. The Hermes boy began to regain strength. He didn't know if the Gods still had mercy upon him..Or the Fates just played tricks, because seeing your presence after years was clearly a surprise.

Yet here you are. Caressing his soft brown curls, Waiting for him, Ever so beautiful with your soft frown filled with worry.

"C'mon, Luke..Say something" you ushered, tears threatening to spill from your kaleidoscope eyes.

He groaned, And for the first time, He said something.

"Hey Beauty," that old nickname that he called you when you two were still flings at camp halfblood rolled smoothly off his tongue, It got you tearing up, He smiled weakly as you hugged him, Luke hissed, You noticed that you squished his fresh wound. You chuckled, still sniffling whilst you helped Luke up.

Luke stumbled lightly, grasping your arms for support.

"So...Kronos, Hm?" You joked, Trying to enlighten his mood, Surprisingly, He chuckled. wiping the blood of his chin.

"I haven't seen you in years"

"Things happen, Luke." You looked away, The thought of keeping your daughter away from his still bothers you. It was maddening. So maddening, You wanted to kiss him and tell him that your daughter was waiting for him at home, desperately wanting your daughter to run up to him and whisper 'Dad'

"Hey.." He cupped your cheeks, His eyes meeting yours as you leaned against his touch, "Tell me everything, Why did you leave?" He asked.

"Remember that head counselor party that you hosted years ago? My sister snuck me with her..."

Flashback

The loud booming sound of rock music coming from the hermes cabin was enough make you cringe, let alone the very short party dress that your sister, Tania lend you, It revealed a not so friendly amount of skin on your thighs.

"Tania, can we please go back? I don't wanna go anymore, " you whispered to your older sister while pulling the dress down, She rolled her eyes and slapped your hands away.

"Out of all the hundred siblings we have, you chose me to accompany you to a party hosted by Luke Castellan himself?!" You screamed, earning a few glances from the campers, but you ignored them aside and picked up your pace, trying to keep up with your sister, Tania.

"This party happens once in a lifetime! Mr. D and Chiron are away! that makes it even better" Squeled Tania as you two reached the entrance of Cabin 11.

Suddenly, The door swung open, revealing luke castellan in a button up shirt, cargo pants and a red cup with liquor. The moment he saw you, you could've sworn you saw his eyes brighten.

"Tania! I see you brought Y/n, This is a counselor only party" Luke smirked, But Tania pulled you closer to her, Winking at Luke.

"She's gorgeous, Castellan. Make her an exception. Would you like that I brought Victoria instead—"

"—Gods no—"

"—Then let sweet y/n inside! Don't you think that I don't know about your ungodly teenage thoughts about her—" Luke pushed Tania inside as she cackled and ran towards her friends leaving you alone with Luke.

The cabin was decorated with colorful party strings and fallen confetti on the floor, Along with a wonky banner hung on the middle of the room saying; Head Counselors party! Come and join us (Companions allowed if they have atleast stolen wine from Mr. D's stash)

You chuckled. Thinking that Chris probably made that banner.

In the corner, You saw a small bar with spilled liquor and and messily scattered cups.

You poured yourself a drink, Mindlessly rocking to the booming music behind you, Then, You saw a tall silhouette towering behind you. The familiar curls on the shadows says so that it was none other than luke.

"Hey beauty, are you enjoying?" He asked, Keeping an eye on you while he sipped his drink, You nodded and did the same, Watching your sister tania flirt with a Hephaestus boy.

"Why did you let me in? you specifically said 'No companions allowed' " That question caught him off guard as he chuckled softly.

"Can I not make an exception? Tania said that afterall"

"What about those 'Ungodly thoughts' about me?"

"You mean what I imagine underneath that pretty dress of yours?" He whispered, Loud enough for you to hear.

His hands reached the strap of your red dress, He slipped it and made it fall, Revealing an excessive amount of your shoulders and neck. His long fingers caressing your neck all the way down to your breasts made you shiver. You looked around, Trying to see if anyone was watching before luke pulled you into a searing kiss, Grabbing your hips and wrapping your legs around his waist as he brought you into the bathroom.

It all happened so fast with a simple click of the door's lock.

The dress bunched up your hips, Luke's cargo pants pulled down mid thighs, His lips sucking your neck while he thrusted swiftly inside you, The skin slapping and your moans were muffled by the loud sound of music.

"Luke—"

"I know, Baby, I know just— Hold on—Fuck!" His hips shook, So did your legs as your head fell back in pleasure while his hot seed filled you up, spilling a little.

The sound of heavy panting was broke by you, Wiping the mess he made on your inner thighs.

"So, this is the ungodly thoughts?"

"mhm" He hummed quietly while tucking his shirt in, He looked at you for a moment before kissing your forehead and whispered; "I love you"

Before you could even reply, The bathroom door was shut.

——

It had been weeks since you and Luke snuck out together, It was all a blur.

He was busy tending new campers, Befriending lonely newbies and keeping his cabin on track while you were in the bathroom...Puking...

"This is what I'm telling you! Drinking booze and shit at Castellan's party is the last thing you wanna do!" Your sister Tania had scolded you, she got your hair up in a ponytail while she patted your back aggressively.

"You know what? Fuck it, I'm too busy for this shit" She groaned and left, Leaving you alone.

When the sight was clear, you pulled out a boxed pregnancy test you bought (sneaking out of the border just to buy overpriced pregnancy tests from a cheap pharmacy wasn't cool)

Shutting the bathroom stall shut, You pulled down your underwear and waited for the results.

Those five minutes were the longest of your life.

And when two lines appeared, You exhaled a breath you never knew you held.

You stared at the wall, Rethinking your life choices at the meantime, Luke was your first and Last.

He's the father.

Gathering up courage, you got up and took and took a deep breath before walking out the bathroom, towards the apollo cabin where your siblings awaits.

"Is tania here?" You asked one of your siblings, But they shook their heads, Noticing that you're pale and clammy.

"Y/n? are you sure you're alright?" Asked Gracie, but you smiled weakly and nodded.

"I'll be fine, Just a little stomach ache"

Oh it was more than that...

Your day went on with you laying on your bed, sobbing quietly inside the apollo cabin waiting for your older sister, Tania.

When she entered the cabin, You immediately wiped your tears and composed yourself, walking towards her wobbly.

"I don't have time for whatever shit you've done Y/n, I'm busy—"

"I passed a test" You said.

Her eyes then widened.

"Oh Gods..You mean— THE test for your final semester in high school? I told you you'd pass! We should celebrate! Wait— We should get some balloons and—"

"—Tania—"

"—should we invite Sophie Davies from Cabin 4? She's bitchy but fun to hang out with—"

"—It's a pregnancy test"

There was a deafening silence.

"What."

"It's a pregnancy test—"

"Shut up. I heard you the first time! Who's is it?" She whispered.

"Luke Castellan"

Your sister, Tania stepped away and shook her head.

"You're on your own now, I will not be taking care of those pathetic excuses I call a sibling, Let alone a goddamn baby" Tears spilled from your eyes as Tania slammed the door shut.

The Apollo Cabin was gloomy and dark despite it's residents and campers being offsprings of the sun, You looked around and saw her bags, It wasn't long before you're sneaking out the camp boarder, Thinking about Luke.

"I— We did... God knows what inside the bathroom, and I got—" You inhaled sharply, Your fist curled up into a ball whilst your nails dug into your skin.

"I got pregnant...I didn't know how or what to tell you..and I was a kid..and I was scared so I ran away, I ran to my father's old apartment and got a job as a waitress at this dingy old restaurant owned by married immigrants and I only make seven dollars an hour and at that time May was born and the hospital bills are insane so I gotta borrow some cash from my dad and pay it off— Gods it makes me wanna cry seeing May without a father— I can't live it up to myself— When she started kindergarten she was crying when I picked her up, And I was refraining myself to burst into tears infront of her since I need to be strong for her"

That immediate break down had Luke frozen.

All these years that you disappeared, You were struggling all alone, with your daughter you just had. He wanted to kiss you and say 'It's alright, I'm here' But isn't it too late for that now?

"You hid her away from me, Why?" His voice barely a whisper.

"I was afraid what you'll do to her the same thing happened to those halfbloods, she deserves more than that. I want to teach her who she is before your family tells her what they want her to be"

"I'm sorry I wasn't there" That's the only thing that Luk could ever say, Guilt washing all over him like pouring rain.

"You're here now. You're the hero of the great Prophecy"

"I want to be the father I never was to May" Tears rolled down his eyes as you hugged him tightly, Your head placed against his chest where you can feel his heartbeat.

"May's with my aunt.." Luke smiled and kissed your forehead.

"I wouldn't mind visiting"

There was a car honking in the distance, When the passenger door opened, It revealed your aunt carrying May.

"Look— HEY! Y/N!" Yelled your aunt as she ran towards you, May squealing as she was bounced around.

"Mommy!" Squeled the little girl as she thrashed around your aunt's arms, Begging for you to carry her.

"Is this the baby daddy?" Your aunt asked, Her brows raised and her hands on her hips looking Luke up and down.

you nudged her on her ribs and gave her a look, She rolled her eyes and got back to her car.

The little girl in your arms looked at her father, titling her head in confusion before grabbing his curls, She giggled and looked at her same curly hair tied in pigtails.

"We're the same, Hm?" Luke smiled at his daughter, The little girl gave the same smile before shyly wrapping her tiny arms around Luke's neck.

The sight of them wanted to make your heart melt.

Everything that Luke has ever done was unforgivable. But all that matters now was your family.

A/N

Hey lovies!! I finally finished a request! sorry for not posting for a long time, Believe me when I say that I snuck my phone away in class so many times just to update, but here I am! I used one of Sally's lines from the series here I hope you guys don't mind 😉

Requested by @rainestorm2556 <33

#percy jackon and the olympians #xy/n #thekissofaphrodite #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader

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pray4byron · 2 months

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Heya!

Can I get some Alastor hc's with him being in a Queer-platonic relationship with a reader? If not, totally get it, love your writing!

𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 + 𝐪𝐩𝐫!𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐜𝐬 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

a/n: omgg ofc!! i rlly wanna start making my fics for alastor more ‘aroace-coded’ so i’m happy to do this for you!!

warnings: none

proofread: yes

tags: alastor, aroace, headcanons, hazbin hotel, fanfic

alastor knew something was off about you from the beginning, you were special, and he couldn’t place on why

he had a soft spot for you, no doubt, but not the way he did for niffty or rosie

deep down, he knew he loved you, but not in the way charlie loved vaggie, or husk loved angel, or even how cherri loved pentious!

love felt like such a strong word, he didn’t have butterflies, or kick his feet when you called him through his old-timey phone like how the rest of hotel would over their romances, but he knew, that he liked you more than a friend, but didn’t love you like a romantic partner

to soon discover that you were also feeling these feelings, he did some more ‘modern’ research, mainly through you, where you both decided a queer-platonic relationship would best fit the mold

you both had your own kind of relationship, not having to be shoved down by societies standards of love

both of you indulged in some romantic gestures, but others simply didn’t appeal to you both, and that was okay!

alastor never thought he’d be in any form of a relationship, even though he wasn’t aware of him being aroace through his whole life and most of his time in hell, but he couldn’t be more grateful for the fact he got to meet you <3

i do not permit for my work to be reposted, translated, or stolen. all rights go to signedmio. characters are not mine, unless stated, and belong to their rightful creators.

#hazbin hotel #mio’s writing ! ☆#hazbin hotel x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #x y/n #fanfiction #x you #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #alastor the radio demon #hazbin alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor hazbin

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meowjunjun · 2 months

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omgg I love your writing sm <3 do you think you can do ball stepping with heeseung?

YES IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT and ahhh thank you hun!!! 🩷🩷

I’m really sorry this is like so bad I’m rlly rusty rn.. it’s short too I’m sorry 😞

Ball stepping w Heeseung

Includes: mild cbt, sensitive hee, praise degradation, teasing, a biiiit of begging and an even smaller bit of dacryphilia

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You knocked on the door to your apartment, finally back from work. It had been a long and busy day, and you couldn’t wait to see your sweet boyfriend Heeseung. It would be a lie if you said you weren’t needing him badly all day.

After waiting for only a short moment, the door opened in front of you. He was wearing a black tee shirt and grey sweatpants, an outfit he knew you loved to see on him.

You stepped through the front door, and he instantly pulled you in for a hug. “Missed you s’ much” he says, muffled as he buried his face in your shoulder. “I know baby, I missed you too. I’m home now.” You pull him closer to you with your hands on his waist, bodies up against eachother. You back him up against the wall, and pull him in for a heated kiss. He eagerly kisses back, all sloppy and needy. You can feel his bulge up against you due to how close the two of you were, so you discreetly slip your knee in between his thighs, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Heeseung.

His hands are pawing at your clothes as you bring your knee up higher, now nearly crushing his hard on. “Gh- mmf-“ he moans into the kiss, eyebrows furrowed and eyes scrunched shut as a bead of sweat rolls down the side of his face. He tries to use his hands to push your thigh back down, even just a little bit. You pull away from the kiss.

“Aww, what’s wrong Hee? Too much for you?” You coo into his ear before biting his neck playfully. “N-no- just… fuck, s-sensitive..ahn” mid sentence you bring your thigh back up to his crotch, harder this time. “So you want me to stop, is that what you’re saying?” You ask with a faux confused expression. He shakes his head profusely “Wait no m’ sorry, please keep going? Please? Want you to hurt me s’ bad, mhm”

“How cute… I suppose I can be generous today.” You grab him by the wrist and drag him to the couch, plopping yourself down on the edge of it. “Kneel” you spit, and he obeys quickly. “Good boy, Heeseung.”

He keens at the praise, shifting uncomfortably on his spot on the floor. You kick his thighs apart, as he watches shyly. You waste no time, and quickly give him a few swift kicks to his tight balls. He yelps in pain, but doesn’t dare complain. After all, why would he? Even he knows that as much as it hurts, he gets off on it either way.

He’s leaning back and using his hands to support himself, or at least trying to with how shaky he is, while you begin to press the sole of your foot against him. His pants are so uncomfortably tight, he can’t help but shift under your touch.

He’s struggling to stay quiet as you continue to crush his cock, pressing and kicking here and there. He’s so noisy, even with his hand over his mouth. His hair is disheveled and covered in sweat as he continues to let out sweet moans. “A-ahn.. m-more..”

You kick him in the crotch, much harsher this time. He groans in pain, hands flying to cover his hard on as it throbs. It’s nearly knocked the wind out of him. “Stupid bitch. Is that really how you ask?” You growl as you kick his hands away, proceeding to press your toes hard onto his aching balls. “N- nono, I’m so sorry… please, it hurts s’ bad” he whines through pants.

“Good. Dumb sluts like you deserve this type of treatment, right?” You say mockingly, as he eagerly nods and lets out a weak “mhm.. I’m just a dumb slut for y- shit” you interrupt him with a strong jab to his bulge, making his body jolt. You can tell he’s close by how he’s rutting his rips up into your foot like a dirty mutt.

“Aww poor thing, are you gonna cum so soon? Just from me stepping on you? So sensitive, yeah baby?” He meekly agrees with a “y-yes, wanna cum so bad.. please? M’ so sensitive when you hurt me, m’ sorry.. been so good, please please please”

“Mmm… I suppose you’ve been well behaved enough. You’ve taken it like such a good boy, Hee. You can cum.” That’s all he needed to be thrown over the edge, your painful presses to his sensitive pink balls making him cum in his pants; and hard.

Poor baby is spasming as you give him a few kicks to get him through his orgasm, tears pricking his eyes from the painful sensation. He’s moaning like a total whore, then soon enough whimpering from the feeling of the ache between his thighs going away. He can feel a sticky warmth spreading in his pants, the grey fabric of his pants darkening.

“Hah-.. again, please?”

#sub!idol #dom reader #sub idol #sub kpop #sub enha #sub enhypen #heeseung smut #sub heeseung

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hpimagines · 5 months

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My first post omgg! Hopefully you all like it!

What the Harry potter boys smell like in Amortentia

Kinda descriptive

Draco Malfoy-

At first you’d notice an odd smell of leather, and a particular cologne you couldn’t quite pinpoint.

After a few moments the overwhelming smell of mint hit your senses, and that’s when you realized exactly who it was.

You looked across the room and he was already staring directly at you.

Theodore Nott-

You knew who it was the second you got a wiff of cigarettes.

At first you merely thought Theo walked into the classroom, but when you looked around you knew you were fucked.

The only person you told about this was Pansy, and she made sure to tell Theo to make a move on you ;)

Tom Riddle-

You were confused as to who you were smelling, the scent of what seemed like parchment and ink filled the room

A hint of a cologne, however it was very faint

You almost couldn’t tell who it was until something clicked and you remembered the night he came so close to the side of your face you could feel his breath, “Watch where you’re going”. It was Tom fucking Riddle you smelled.

Mattheo Riddle-

As soon as you walked through the door you looked around searching for Matt. Which was weird since he didn’t have Potions with you.

You wondered if he came in before class, as the scent of rubbing alcohol (from when he gets in fights and cleans his wounds) And a faint smoke scent lingered in the room.

Just when you were about to question whether you were genuinely smelling him, you remembered today was the day everyone was testing Amortentia.

Lorenzo Berkshire-

You weren’t sure what exactly you smelled, it smelled clean if that makes any sense. Like soap- not in a bad way.

A bit of a citrus as well, that’s when you finally got a sense of what it was and realized it was Enzo, your pupils immediately dilated when you smelt the hair product he uses (the product scent is oddly strong, so you recognize it easily)

Blaise Zabini-

You smelled leather and also.. the library? You closed your eyes for a moment and all of a sudden the immediate sent of a cologne you knew all too well hit your senses.

If you didn’t know you were in potions you’d believe you were in the Library with Blaise, as he’d be holding you close.

Harry Potter-

It smelled as if you walked straight into Harry’s room. An immediate scent of wood, parchment, wintergreen, and dust (in like the way some clothes have that comforting scent)

Harry tapped on your shoulder asking if you were okay, as you zoned out completely. He made you jump out of your thoughts and you were instantly a blushing mess.

Ron Weasley-

You leaned in to smell the potion, and the room quickly smelt like grass after it rains. A mix of spearmint and then a sudden sent of the burrow.

You blushed when you realized you were smelling your close friend Ron, eying him from across the room as he laughs along with Harry.

Fred Weasley-

It smelled like a firework after it had erupted, the smoke scent that you can’t necessarily replicate unless it’s a firework, an oddly enjoyable scent you thought.

Then the scent began to shift into a vanilla musk, not very prominent but definitely there. The last note you could pick up was what seemed like a cocoa scent.

George Weasley-

The scent filling the room was something you could easily recognize, the scent of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room, specifically the way it smelt at night. (for some reason it was much more relaxing)

It began to smell of an old sweater, one that’s been worn multiple times (it doesn’t smell bad, it smells of georges and sorta like nature)

You knew who it was when you smelt chamomile tea, which happened to be your best friend George’s favorite.

Cedric Diggory-

Caramel. The entire room smelt of warm melted delicious caramel. Then it twisted into a musk scent, it rumbled your core. (like ced after a quidditch game, his cologne and musk mixed omnom)

You felt a tap on your shoulder to see Cedric smiling at you slyly, “Guess who I smelled” he smirked; “Obviously you gorgeous.”

AHH WELL I HOPE YOU LIKED MY FIRST POST!!!

#harry potter #harry potter smut #smut #fanfic #harry potter fanfiction #harrypotterboys #harry potter reader insert #reader insert #x reader #harry potter x reader #harry potter x y/n #draco malfoy #slytherin boys

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romantichomicide95 · 9 months

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omgg those drabble quotes look so fun! could i pls request megumi + “please come back to bed”

bestie i’m sorry this took ten whole years, it wasn’t even hard to write i just was being lazy 😂 ily!

Megumi x Reader

Drabble prompt: “Please, come back to bed”

cw: fluffy fluff, slight mention of megumi checking you out.

"Y/N," Megumi's voice called out from the other room, rough and groggy from just waking up. You paused in the midst of preparing breakfast in the kitchen for the two of you, enjoying the rare Saturday where you had no duties, just a day to relax and forget the worries of being a jujutsu sorcerer.

Turning towards the sound of his voice, you spotted Megumi leaning against the doorway, his normally composed expression slightly drowsy from sleep. His dark hair was adorably disheveled, making him look all the more irresistible. His blue eyes looked sleepy, his eyebrows furrowed and he was wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of him.

"Hmm?" you enquired, reaching for the pancake mix from the cupboard. Megumi's eyes lazily trailed over your form, a faint pink tinge coloring his cheeks as he took in your appearance. You were wearing nothing but his t-shirt which was adorably oversized on you, and he couldn’t help but notice how your cute little ass peeked out from beneath when you stood on your tiptoes to reach up high.

He held out his hand, silently gesturing for you to join him. "Please, come back to bed," he murmured, one hand rubbing the back of his neck.

"Gumi," you said teasingly, setting the pancake mix down. "Are you trying to distract me from my breakfast duties?"

He chuckled, embarrassment coloring his cheeks even deeper. "Maybe just a little," he admitted, shrugging his shoulders.

You made your way toward him, your steps slow and deliberate. Closing the distance between you, you reached up to run your fingers through his hair. You could feel him melt a little at your touch and his hands instinctively wrapped around your waist.

"But Gumi," you lean up and whisper in his ear, "I have pancakes to make." you tease.

He groaned “I don’t want pancakes. I want you to come back to bed with me.” He said grumpily, though placing a gentle kiss to your forehead and looking down at you.

You smiled as your heart swirled with affection for him. It was hard to resist when he looked down at you with those beautiful blue eyes of his. Besides, Megumi's rare show of vulnerability always managed to pull at your heartstrings.

"Alright," you relented. You reached up, caressing his cheek softly with your fingertips. “I will come back to bed, but only if you promise to help me make the pancakes afterward."

A hint of a smile graced his lips as he pulled you in closer, his arms encircling your waist tightly. "Deal," he agreed, leaning down to place a soft peck on your lips.

You smile as he takes your hand, and you let him lead you back to the warmth of your shared bed. He pulls you down with him and you snuggle in close, his body enveloping yours as you lay on his chest. As the two of you settled into bed, the morning light filtering through the curtains, a sense of peace washed over you. You could hear Megumi’s steady heartbeat beneath you.

His arms tightened around you and he rest his chin on top your head, breathing in the scent of your shampoo, a contented sigh escaped his lips.

"I love moments like this," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper. "When it's just you and me, shutting out the world.”

Megumi's fingers traced soothing patterns on your back, his touch impossibly comforting. "Me too," he replied, sleepily.

You smile as you settled into the bed together. The soft sheets embraced your bodies. You lay comfortably on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing, and you couldn't help but feel at ease. This was where you belonged, right here with Megumi, with his strong arms holding you tight.

"Megumi," you whispered, “I love you.”

He shifted, his arms tightening around you, securing you in place. “I love you too.” He whispered, placing a soft kiss atop your head. You traced gentle circles on his chest as you felt his breathing slow as he drifted back to sleep, his grasp on you never faltering.

As the world outside continued its chaos, you remained nestled together, embracing the stillness and serenity in Megumi’s arms as you slowly let yourself drift off to sleep.

#megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #megumi fluff #megumi x reader #megumi x reader fluff #fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fluff #megumi jujutsu kaisen #jjk megumi

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stickymolasses · 4 months

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omgg if you’re comfortable, can you write about reader calling harry “theo” after his middle name? i feel like he would blush so bad, his face would be all red 😊

MY THEO

an: hello anon! this is such a sweet ask, i'm giggling and kicking my feet omg. it’s christmas day for me, happy holidays to all! i hope we’re all eating good food and spending time with family and friends. <3

summary: You and Harry are resting in your bed and you call him a nickname he hasn't heard in a while. pairing: harry osborn x reader warnings: making out, cringe <:

The evening ushered in a tranquility that had eluded both you and Harry for quite some time.

A slight crack in the small window above your bed allowed a gentle breeze to permeate the room. While many might argue that the air in New York City carried a sharp and unpleasant scent, it smelled of new beginnings to you. Describing your life in the city proved to be an indescribable experience.

You gaze up at Harry, lying on your bed. He looks like a dream, his eyes half-closed and glazed with the allure of sleep. Your right hand rests on his bare chest, while the other is delicately woven through his.

His ginger hair is slightly overgrown, falling over his forehead haphazardly. He hadn’t been able to get a haircut lately; the holidays were approaching, and his barber was packed with appointments. You’ve been trimming his hair for him, but you're afraid to go too short—God forbid you ruin his beautiful hair. He couldn’t care less about his hair's appearance, though, as long as you're running your hands through it gently.

You swipe your hand over his forehead to smooth out his unruly hair, allowing you to see his eyes more clearly. His green ones flutter towards your own and rest there.

The two of you pause for a moment. The city is surprisingly quiet, with no traffic or drunk college students, just the two of you breathing in time with the wind outside your window. Your chests rise and fall together.

“What do you think you would be doing right now if we hadn’t met each other?” You speak, breaking through the silence you had accumulated. Harry moves a piece of hair behind your ear and lets his hand linger on your face for a while.

“I’d probably be in my own bed at home, dreaming of being here instead,” he smirks.

You scoff and let out a small chuckle, “But you wouldn’t know I exist! How could you possibly dream of me?”

“I’m sure I’d find a way,” he says, matter-of-factly.

“Well, I think I would be at the movies.” Harry laughs at your answer, a real laugh, from the bottom of his chest. The sound of his happiness always makes you feel warmth in your chest.

“What’s so funny?” You sit up on your knees, looking down at him, still laughing. His laughter is contagious, and you join him in his fit.

“Just you, always so sure of yourself. If you told me you were born with vampire fangs and blue skin, I would have no choice but to believe you.”

“Well, it’s just one of my many charms.” Harry laughs again, swiftly pulling you back down to lie with him. You wonder how he’s gotten so strong over the past couple of months.

He pulls you into a warm kiss, slowly trailing down to your neck and lingering there for a moment. You feel his breathing below your ear, and it elicits a shiver to run down your spine.

“Can I stay here tonight?” He says your name, dripping with want. It causes you to let out a gentle moan.

You suck in a sharp breath you hadn’t realized you were holding.

“Of course you can.”

He smiles wide and kisses you again, this time harder and needier. He bites your bottom lip, and you gasp, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You part to allow yourselves a moment to breathe. There is barely any space between the two of you, the gap between your lips just enough to speak in a whisper.

“Anything for my Theo…”

Harry blushes a red you have never seen before; it may not even exist on the color wheel. He swiftly buries his head into your neck and groans, embarrassed.

“Nobody has called me that since the third grade.” It comes out muffled, barely audible, but you heard it.

“But it’s so cute!”

“Who names anyone Theopolis anyway? What was my dad thinking…” He separates himself from you and flops on your bed, placing a pillow over his face.

“I think it’s a beautiful name. Very regal, like a knight.” You lean down and remove his pillow-shield, kissing his nose.

“A knight… Your knight in shining armor.” His blush fades, and his smile returns.

You fake a sigh and shake your head, “What am I going to do with you, Theo?”

Harry groans again, much louder this time, and swiftly launches a pillow at you.

“I am never going to stop calling you that.”

an: i wrote this pretty quickly so pls forgive me if it's shit lol. i had fun writing this, though. let me know if i have any errors or anything inconsistent that you notice. i fear i may be the only one still writing harry osborn ps5 x readers LMFAO. let me know if your interested in me writing for any other characters. i can write any spiderman character (age appropriate, of course) and pretty much any marvel character. i am not a huge mcu fan, but i will write for loki if anyone is interested in that. anyways, long author's note sorryyyyyyy! happy reading!

#fanfiction #x reader #harry osborn #harry osborn fanfiction #harry osborn ps5 #harry osborn x reader #harry osborn x y/n #marvels spiderman 2 #spiderman ps4 #fanfic

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royallyprincesslilly · 11 months

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Title: Plus Baby Makes Three {One-Shot}**

Title: Plus Baby Makes Three {One-Shot} **

Lewis Hamilton x GF Reader

Words: 5.8k

Warning: Mild Angst, Fluff, Fun & Games, NSFW, Mild Breeding Kink, Preggo talk, Preggo Prank, Preggo Fic, Crude Language, Dirty Talk

Summary: It was supposed to be a retaliation prank. A simple, easy prank to get back at Lewis for the one he’d pulled on you months before. You didn’t expect it to turn out like this.

As always, thank you for reading.

If you enjoyed this, please, LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG!!

***NOT Edited/Proofread***

Your entire relationship with Lewis had been a never-ending frat party. You enjoyed the same pastimes, including video games, nature, traveling, and pranks.

Hell, your relationship had started on a prank you'd done to your friends pretending to be in the middle of getting it in when they walked in. Everyone's reactions were the same "finally". You both were speechless as they all confessed they knew it was a matter of time before you saw the sparks and finally did something about it.

After admitting it was all a prank you were alone later that night when your first kiss happened. That torpedoed into your first night together. Hence beginning a beautiful, fun, and stress-free relationship

Now 3 years later, things were still going strong. You pranked each other often, a few of those pranks playing out through social media.

Everyone loved your relationship even the diehard Lewis thirsters who wanted him for themselves. They saw how happy he was with you and how unproblematic you were and fell in line to support you.

It had been a while since you pranked him and you could tell he'd lowered his guard. You’d spent weeks laying the groundwork. Weeks dropping hints and playing up faux symptoms and your period symptoms just to make this an easy sell.

You decided this would be a perfect thing to record so set up your filming equipment that you used for your gaming streams and makeup vlogs then got yourself ready.

"You are evil for this."

Snorting, you dropped onto your back and cackled.

"It’s not that bad."

"Not that bad? Y/N he is going to flip. I just don’t know what, a table or himself."

You laughed some more. Your best friend, Zoe was right. It was really 50/50 how this would go. You suspected it would be on the flipping-a-table side though. You hesitated momentarily, wondering if you should reformulate and try again. However, within seconds you committed.

You attached the ultrasound picture that you'd gotten from a lesser-known pregnancy website and edited with an arrow pointing to the blip of an embryo. You’d inserted a few words onto the picture.

"Little Hamilton says hello and can’t wait to meet you guys".

After scanning the picture again for typos and to make sure it all looked good, you started on your caption.

"What are you going to write?"

"Short and sweet right? Anything extra will be suspicious. Let's see. Ummm...ooh I know."

You began and read it aloud as you typed.

"I wanted you guys to find out at the same time as @lewishamilton. Omgg guys 🥺. I am so excited.🤗 Thank you @lewishamilton for this incredible gift. I love you more than words can say and am so happy and honored to be on this journey with you. Can't wait to meet you baby Hamilton. You are already loved so much.❤️🤰🏽👶🏽🍼 #babyhamilton2024 #surprisewerepregnant #bunintheoven

#babybyhamilton

#heshotupmyclub

#sunsoutbutthisbunisstillcooking #filledwithlove #coming2024

"Oh my god. The world is going to lose their shit," Zoe said.

"The world? He's gonna lose his shit. And---posted."

You turned your notification sound all the way up then placed your phone beside you and picked up the TV remote.

"Ready? Let’s see how far we get."

You pressed play on the movie you guys had selected on Prime and settled in. Before the movie had even gotten past the black screen, your notifications went blaring one after the other at rapid fire.

"Holy shit, your bestie squealed.

By the time the opening credits showed up, your phone began chiming with texts.

"Oh my god, barely 2 minutes. Is it Lewis?"

You looked while being very careful not to go into the messages. You wanted to play this very calm, cool, and collected. Sure enough, there was Lewis' name with the circled number indicating how many unread messages remained, increasing with each second.

"Oh my god. He is flipping out I bet."

You put it down and cackled. It was no use playing the movie because with the rapid-fire sounds from your phone, it would be impossible to pay attention. You didn’t click into Lewis' messages and instead read what showed up in the preview.

MSG Lewis: Why aren’t you answering your texts? Baby? You just posted that no way you walked away from your phone. Are you okay?

You snorted then went into IG to look at your post. It already was well into the hundred thousands of likes. The 4th comment, Lewis', had you pinching your lips.

"@y/nthaunicorn what?! This isn’t the kind of thing you post on social before telling me.

You giggled and continued reading the comments replying to him with congratulations and you’re going to be an amazing dad. The number of #mercedesbaby and #babygoatcoming hashtags only made you roll more.

The man was going to learn today that his last prank was too far. He'd canceled your appointment with your OBGYN and had one of your friends pretend to be you to make your appointment as a pre-pregnancy appointment with the intention to conceive.

Lo' and behold, when you’d gone to the appointment you were confused why your doctor was going over your estrogen and progesterone levels and checking the placement of your uterus. When she mentioned that you were in good health and should have no problems conceiving, you nearly passed out.

You tried to tell her you had no intentions of planning a pregnancy but she took it as you getting cold feet to which she then spent a lot of time trying to soothe your “fears”. When you went home with prenatal vitamins and a calendar on your best days for conception Lewis played along saying he was on board if you really wanted a baby.

He was so supportive about it that he freaked you out. He kept the ruse going so long that while you made love that night his whole dirty talk was about putting a baby in you. It was a slight turn on which shocked you because babies weren’t a topic you'd spent a lot of time talking about. For the most part, it took you off guard.

The following morning over breakfast was when he came clean. The way he cackled and ran around the house clearly pleased with himself was so over the top that you silently vowed revenge. You would make him rue the day.

Today was his retribution.

Your phone rang and Lewis' name appeared on your screen. You chortled and stared at the camera as it rang out. The man it feels good to be a gangster sound played in your head while your face evilly smirked. Seconds later, a message from him came in.

MSG Lewis: Why aren’t you answering your phone?

MSG Lewis: Are you okay?

MSG Lewis: Is this real? Are you being for real?

MSG Lewis: Did your IG get hacked?

MSG Lewis: Y/N!

Another call came in and again it was him. Zoe laughed loudly as she wiggled her legs in the air.

"He is losing his shit!”

MSG Lewis: Y/N. Jesus Christ. You're killing me. Pick up the phone baby.

You snorted. He was realizing assertiveness was not going to win. Now he was trying sugar.

MSG Lewis: Sweetheart. Are you pregnant? Is that why you've been sick lately?

MSG Lewis: Why you've been feeling so bloated?

MSG Lewis: Your boobs!😮 Oh shit. Why aren’t you answering?🥴

His texts came in one after the other each one more and more panicked. You just sat back and let him make his descent.

Placing another guac and salsa dipped chip into your mouth, you read the previews of his messages.

MSG Lewis: A baby? Our baby. Oh my god.😳

Your phone rang again, and again you let it ring out. A few minutes later, you got the notification of a voicemail. Once you hit play on the message, his voice came in and you and your bestie listened in.

"Y/N, I don’t know why you’re not picking up and it’s freaking me out a little. You know how I feel when I can't reach you, especially after what happened that last time.”

At that, you perked up because he’d nearly had a panic attack the last time he couldn’t reach you and it was because some paps were chasing you in your car nearly making you crash. He’d had to show up at the police station dropping everything. The pause in the message made you get ready to swipe to your phone app, but then he continued.

“I thought about it for a while and figured maybe you’re afraid to talk to me. Maybe you’re scared that I’m going to be angry or disappointed by the news. Maybe you think I’ll tell you to terminate or that I'm not ready. I thought about it and I wish I was there with you right now instead of halfway across the fucking world. Fuck.”

His sighed in a hefty huff.

“I wish I could hug you and hold your hand and tell you while looking into your eyes that it's going to be okay and that I’m not angry. I’m not disappointed.”

Your brows rose. He wasn’t, you questioned.

“I’m surprised, yes. So fucking surprised. I didn’t think this would happen and never really thought about the possibility of it happening which is so stupid because we don't use condoms. Like at all. I’m shooting your club up every day, multiple times a day. Why wouldn’t it be possible?”

You pinched your lips as your friend gave you a look that said she wasn’t surprised how y’all got down. You rubbed your brow to avoid her side-eye. It wasn’t that you were ashamed. You weren’t it was just embarrassing. You took a few sips from your cherry limeade and continued listening.

“Uggh, I’m rambling. I'm not mad and I wish you’d pick up the phone and let me tell you that plus how much I love you and want this."

A spray of cherry limeade shot from your mouth through the air, "What!!”

You bolted up in shock with wide eyes and a racing heart.

"A baby. Our baby. A piece of you and me. We didn't plan this, but we've been given this soul for a reason, and I am going to welcome and love them with everything I have. I’m going to be there 100 percent. You’re not in this alone, you have me. Call me, please. I love you so much."

Your eyes were wide. Had you heard him right? Was he actually happy about this? Your head snapped to your friend who was also wide-eyed.

“Well shit, plot twist!”

“Was he--.”

“Happy? Yep.”

“Did he say--.”

“He wanted this? Oh yeah.”

You went over the message in your head again.

“Was he--.”

“The sweetest and cutest about it? Yes. Oh my god, Y/N.”

You played the message again and listened to it in its entirety. You didn’t stop at once, or twice. You listened over 5 times but each time you were still flabbergasted by his words.

“Oh my god.”

“Well look on the bright side—he’d never be one of those asshole deadbeat celebs trying to make their girl get rid of a baby they helped create.”

“Why does he want this? Why isn’t he mad? We haven’t really talked about kids. This is so out the blue?”

“You want him to be mad?”

You paused and thought about it. Any other answer besides no was ridiculous. This was an ideal reaction if the situation was real. This was how every man should react to an unplanned pregnancy. He was being major goals right now and it made your heart swell with love and pride.

Your notifications went off some more and you checked them to find some of his fellow F1 drivers commenting about the news. They all were sweet and thoughtful, which made you think again about this prank.

“Shit. How do I tell him it was a prank now?”

Zoe laughed loudly. “I suggest starting with apology head then let him shoot your club up for real and voila baby.”

You smacked her across her stomach while kissing your teeth.

“Be for real.”

“I’m being as for real as your man is.”

A text notification came in then.

MSG Lewis: The jet will be landing in a few hours. It’s not planned but come see me this weekend. I really want to be close to you right now.

“Oh my god.”

Your friend laughed again as she teased you about your prank gone completely wrong.

~~~~~~~~

Just as he’d said, Lewis’ jet arrived 4 hours after he’d texted. The call from the pilot came at nearly midnight. You were packed and ready for the weekend with a possible week’s extension, but you were also still debating how you were going to make this right. He thought he was going to be a father and that prospect had him in his feelings. You felt horrible.

MSG Lewis: Did the pilot call?

You’d replied to his text after the message about spending the weekend with him because you knew staying quiet longer would make him more anxious. You were messed up, but you weren’t cruel.

MSG: Yeah. Guess I’ll see you in a few.

MSG Lewis: Don’t be scared. Everything’s going to be all right. I love you.

“Uugh. I’m an asshole,” you said, hanging your head.

The chauffeured car took 40 minutes to get to the airfield and the whole time you tried to come up with a way to easily let him down. If he had been angry you would have been obnoxious with it and laughed in his face, but seeing how sweet he was about it there was no way you could now.

Of course, the flight to Barcelona didn’t take long. The pilot even had the audacity to cut what was a 2-hour and 20-minute flight to just 2 hours flat. The nerve! The whole flight your nerves toiled which made your stomach uneasy. Nothing helped, not ginger ale, 7-up, Sprite, cranberry juice, tea, nor sports drinks. You suspected it was your anxiety manifesting in an upset stomach, so you didn’t stress the flight attendant with helping ease it.

Now it was 3am Barcelona time and you were steadily approaching the penthouse that Lewis was staying in. The closer you got the more nervous you got. When the car began to slow down in front of a cute building with adorable Verona-style balconies you groaned. It was time to face the music. The driver unloaded your bags and helped you inside to the door. As he was about to ring the bell you stopped him and told him you could take it from there.

Once you were alone in front of the door you took a few breaths and tried to get control over your nerves. Before you could ring the bell though, the door opened and there stood Lewis in a white sleeveless T-shirt and grey sweat shorts. Instantly you pouted and waited for him to speak first.

“C’mere,” Lewis said holding open his arms for you.

Without hesitation you rushed into his arms and allowed him to hold you.

“It’s okay,” he whispered as he stepped back into the penthouse taking you with him.

He lifted you off your feet and carried you inside. When he placed you down on a soft couch, he kissed your forehead.

“I’ll be right back.”

Lewis disappeared for a few minutes. You assumed he was bringing in your luggage and rolling them into the bedroom. By the time he came back, you still had no idea what to say. He kneeled in front of you and lifted your chin.

“I’m glad you’re here. I missed you.”

Your stomach churned then and you clasped your hands over your mouth while gagging.

“What’s wrong?”

You pointed to your throat, and he got it instantly. Lewis rushed through the halls showing you to the bathroom. Dropping to your knees, you allowed every drink you’d consumed on the flight to empty into the toilet. As you retched Lewis dipped beside you and rubbed your back like the perfectly sweet man he was. It only intensified your “you ain’t shit” feeling and you began crying.

“What? What’s wrong? It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No baby. Don’t say that. It’s not your fault. It’s okay. There’s nothing to be sorry for. It’s a baby, a blessing. Not the end of the world.”

You cried more and repeated your sorries. It was all you could get out. You remained on your knees in front of the toilet vomiting with Lewis rubbing your back and whispering soft words to you promising everything would be just fine. After, he got you in the tub and washed your body for you as you relaxed against him. He rubbed every knot out of your muscle, massaged every tension from your scalp, while making your skin gleam and glow.

When he got you in bed he topped it all off with a body massage from head to toe. You didn’t deserve it at all. When you laid on his chest, you tried to find the words.

“Lewis,” you began with a meek voice.

“Princess.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing. I don’t know when along the line of our relationship you got the impression that I was some asshole who would be angry about something like that. I’m not,” he assured.

“You’re not an asshole. I’m the asshole.”

Lewis rolled over to peer into your eyes. “What?”

“How? Why?”

“I—I lied,” you quietly finished.

“Lied? About what?”

“The baby.”

You watched worry and fear wash over his face.

“What do you mean?”

“It—it was supposed to be a prank.”

Lewis rushed a breath out then dropped on his back to stare at the ceiling.

“It was supposed to be payback for your last prank on me with my OB appointment. I didn’t expect you to take it like this. I thought you’d be mad and freak out a little. I didn’t think that you—want it.”

He was so quiet and so unreadable right now you worried he was really hurt.

“I’m sorry baby. I feel like shit now. I didn’t mean to--.”

“So you’re not pregnant.”

“No,” you quietly replied.

Lewis scoffed, covered his face. “Wow.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Wow. Wow. Wow. I was really—I truly—jeez.”

He sat up and stared out into the darkness. You didn’t know how to make this better. You could sense his disappointment, sense his hurt that it wasn’t real. You were speechless and so confused about how long he’d been secretly wanting a baby. Right now didn’t feel like the right time to inquire though.

“Okay. You got me.”

You leaned forward to study his face. “That’s it?”

“Yeah. You got me. I really thought you were pregnant, especially with the way you’ve been acting the last few weeks. Ha! Good one.”

“You’re not angry?”

“Angry that you had the balls to prank me like this or angry that you’re not pregnant?”

You thought about it for a quick minute. “Both.”

Even he looked to think about it. “I’m not angry about the prank. I'd been wondering what you’d do to get me back, but I let my guard down. It was a good prank, ballsy, especially putting it on social but it was good,” he explained.

“And the other?”

“I wouldn’t say I’m angry you’re not pregnant. I’m—disappointed. I should be relieved because as you know our lives right now are chaotic. You with your business, me, and F1. Adding a baby in now would be nuts.”

You heard a but. “But?”

Lewis chewed the inside of his mouth for a few moments then he laid back down. “But the longer I sat with it and thought about what it meant the more I wanted it. I wasn’t mad, or freaking out for the most part, I was relieved it was with you.”

Your heart melted. You rolled on top of him and splayed yourself across his chest. “I’m sorry baby.”

Lewis wrapped his arms around you and traced his fingertips up and down your bare spine.

“How do you feel about a baby—our baby?”

You thought about it for a few moments dividing points into pro and con columns in your head.

“I understand what you’re saying. Our lives are hectic right now. You just signed a contract extension with Mercedes which means more racing, more time away from home. My lingerie line has been blowing up and I just opened a second store location. Things will only get more and more hectic.”

“I want us both to be present,” Lewis added.

“Yeah.”

A contemplative silence filled the room. Both of you were lost in your own thoughts.

“Do you want to have a baby with me, though?”

Your head popped up meeting Lewis’ eyes.

“Only you. No one else.”

A smile slowly spread across Lewis’ lips.

“Only you, no one else,” he repeated.

You kissed him gently and that kiss intensified within seconds. Soon your hands were pushing down Lewis’ shorts with urgency needing to get closer. You were already bare for him, but he needed to catch up. Once his shorts were rumpled at the foot of the bed, you straddled his hips and lowered yourself on his ready and waiting member.

Both of you sighed out in unison relishing the pleasure you only found in each other. As you slowly rocked back and forth on him, Lewis’ hands gripped your hips helping you move. Bit by bit he picked up the pace taking full control of the way your body moved. Back and forth, round and round, up and down.

When you began bouncing on him, Lewis abandoned your hips to cup your breasts. His moans filled the room as his eyes drank in every inch of you. In no time, you felt your orgasm creep up on you. Lewis flipped you onto your back, placed your ankle on his shoulder then took over. That was the final push to send you over the edge.

“Fuuuuck!”

“Mmm!”

Lewis brought your other leg to join the first then held you off the bed as he flicked his hips forward with such force the bed jerked giving the craftmanship a run for its money.

“Yes, baby. Right there!”

“Yeah right there? Like this?”

He slowed his moves, then pulled out fully only to slam his hips into you filling you to capacity. Every time he did it you yelped unable to control yourself.

“Like that?”

“Yes!”

“Mmm, I’m going to fill this sweet little pussy up. You’re gonna be so fucking full of me you can’t walk.”

Lewis ground his hips against you making you feel how impossibly deep he was. Instinctively, you pressed against his abs hoping to keep him at bay, however, he wasn’t having it. Lewis dropped your legs, hovered over you then began rocking into you in the most artful way. His body rocked, ebbed, flowed, rolled, and torpedoed you into yet another release.

As you clenched around him, Lewis groaned.

“So fucking tight. You loving this dick baby?”

“Yes, I love your dick baby. Fuck me.”

“Fuck you’re gonna make me cum, you’re so beautiful when you take this dick.”

You cupped your breasts, holding them out like ripe fruit for him. Lewis dipped down and bit down on your nipple making you wetter than ever.

“Fuuuuuck!”

Lewis lowered his lips to your ear as he fucked into you. “You’d look so fucking pretty with my baby in you. Makes me want to fill this tight cunt up.”

“Fill me, baby. I want your hot cum, I want it now," you whined.

Lewis locked eyes with you just as his hand wrapped around your throat. Rolling your eyes to the back of your head, you let him use you as he wanted.

“You want me to cum deep in this pretty pussy?”

Yes!”

“You’re gonna keep every fucking drop, right where I put it.”

“Fuck Lewis, I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum with me princess.”

His thrusts sped until you were seeing stars and rainbows. It was an impossibility, but it was what you saw. Your moans matched, desires synced and desperation for one another took over. Lewis flicked his hips forward then came so hard and so deep his grunts were all you heard as he released stream after stream. Your body broke out into shivers at the thought of him intentionally trying to knock you up.

Lewis pulled back and dropped his attention between your legs. Slowly he pulled out only to shove himself back inside. It was like he was trying to keep every single drop of himself inside of your body.

“Fuck baby, this pussy looks so good with me dripping out.”

“How good?”

“So good I’m gonna fill you again.”

With that, Lewis crashed his lips to yours and in seconds round two had begun. You felt sorry for him tomorrow because he would be useless with how little sleep he would have gotten. He didn’t seem bothered in the least though. His only thought was fucking you into oblivion until he’d planted a seed.

The next afternoon, you woke alone with a note on Lewis’ pillow.

“See you on the paddock. Love you.”

You sat up and a sea of nausea filled you. Quickly you ran to the bathroom and heaved the contents of your stomach into the toilet. For the life of you, you couldn’t understand what was going on. You’d confessed about the prank you weren’t anxious anymore. Why were you sick? Could it have been jet lag? You’d never experienced nausea with jet lag before and the flight was only 2 hours long. As you went through the possibilities, you continued to heave.

After 20 or so minutes, you got back into bed with your phone and began googling reasons for nausea when first waking. You’d barely put your head on the pillow before the first result popped up. The result had you bolting upward with wide eyes.

“No fucking way.”

You kept scrolling but your mind still lingered on the first result. You thought back over the last weeks to a month trying to debunk it. You’d only made it a few seconds before your eyes widened even more. You swiped open your love tracker and scanned through the last few weeks. There were so many red colored in boxes, that signified every day you’d been intimate, throughout the month you began to panic.

“No way. Right?”

You sprang out of bed and hurried to get dressed. As you did, you tried to find the closest drugstore. In record time you found yourself in the back of the chauffeured car that Lewis had left behind for you to get to the racing grounds. As the car zipped through traffic, your brain was going almost as fast as a Mercedes race car. You were afraid to put your hat in any basket because you just didn't know what was going on.

With your dark sunglasses on and one of Lewis’ bucket hats tipped low, you dipped inside the store and did a once around the store to be sure no one had recognized or noticed you. You then walked in the general vicinity of where those items rested. If you were a NASCAR driver and this was a pit stop, you would have been the fastest back on the track. In less than 5 minutes you were back in the car and headed back to the penthouse.

Soon you sat in the bathroom at the edge of the huge porcelain tub staring at the 14 boxes of pregnancy tests. You couldn't decide on which one, so you bought 2 of every brand, 5 from brands you knew and the other 2 from unheard-of probably local brands. With a large juiced vegetable and fruit blend in hand, you attempted to finish it off. Since you'd returned another bout of nausea hit you that took nearly 30 minutes to pass.

Right now you were stalling. You had to pee so you could easily take them but it was the thought that crippled you. Right now the unknown felt like a comforting place to be. In 10 or so minutes you would either be disappointed or happy. You were in Lewis' shoes in reverse.

You sighed, guzzled the rest of the juice, then slammed it on the sink counter as a wave of determination filled you.

“Okay, Okay, okay. I got this. I got this. I got this!”

You grabbed the disposable mouthwash cup then tackled it head-on. Once you’d finished and ripped open every bod, you dripped the tips into the cup and laid them all out on the counter. You’d told yourself to sit right back on the edge of the tub, but your legs would not obey. So, you paced the room. Back and forth, back, and forth, round and round, corner to corner, wall to wall.

By the time your phone went off indicating time was up, you were perched on the porcelain tub staring out to nothing thinking of everything. You remained there for a minute more trying to control your breathing then you stood and approached the mess of tests on the counter in organized chaos.

Hyping yourself, you took the first up and stared at the window. Your breath hitched and you moved to take another test up. Glancing at it, you were met with the same answer. You sifted through the tests, taking them up, looking at the results, and moving to the next. You checked once, then twice and every single one of them mirrored back one collective and cohesive—positive.

“Plot fucking twist,” you said.

Your phone sounded making you open your messages to see Lewis’ name.

MSG Lewis: Feeling better?

You scoffed. His timing was impeccable. You took another calming breath before you replied.

MSG: Not much but I’m okay.

MSG Lewis: Still throwing up?

MSG: Here and there.

MSG Lewis: You can stay in bed today. I’ll see you after.

MSG: Not a chance. I’ll be there. Wouldn’t want to miss your P1.

MSG Lewis: Don’t push yourself.

MSG: Says the man who only got like an hour of sleep because he kept pushing for round after round.

MSG Lewis: Wasn’t much pushing needed. You know I can go for days.

You couldn’t help but chuckle. He was always cocky; it didn’t matter about what. You stepped back and took a picture of all the tests making sure a few showed the results then you began getting yourself ready.

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By the time you got to the racing grounds, it was packed. With two of Lewis’ guards flanking your left and right, you walked through saying hello to the drivers, waving at faces you knew, and taking some footage for your socials. You even had some approach you to congratulate you on the pregnancy. It tripped you up for a second because you’d just found out but then you remembered your prank that had gone wrong and was not right back on track. Every time someone came up and said it you couldn’t help but giggle. It was all so ironic.

Once you made it to Mercedes, the crew saw you first. They began clapping and as you approached. When you were close enough many of them patted you on the back as they expressed their happiness over the news.

“Our first Mercedes driver baby. Congratulations.”

“Uh, thank—you.”

You smiled and tipped your head at the others who were smiling from ear to ear. Toto approached with a grin.

“Such great news, Y/N. You and Lewis are going to be amazing parents. You can count on Suzie and me up for babysitting.”

You nervouisly giggled. “I think we’ll hold you to that.”

“Eh-em.”

To the left Lewis approached with his brow crooked.

“There he is, the soon to be dad.”

He looked evidently uncomfortable as he stood beside you.

“About that," Lewis began.

“He’s going to be such an amazing dad,” you said while staring at him.

The two of you stood there staring at one another. You in complete love and adoration of him, and he in utter confusion. Gradually everyone took the hint and went back to what they were doing before you got there.

“What’re—what’re you doing? Shouldn’t you be telling them it was all a prank?”

“Maybe that’s how it started but—we’re past that now.”

“What do you mean?”

You laced your fingers with his then smiled.

“I—I’m pregnant.”

Lewis looked even more confused.

“What? Is this about last night? I’m sure it’s too soon to be--."

You snorted as you rolled your eyes. “Seriously?”

“What? You said it wasn’t real.”

“It wasn’t, not then. Or maybe it was but I didn’t know. You didn’t put a baby in me last night. There was already one in me. I got sick again this morning and that made me look back into some things on my calendars which had me taking 14 pregnancy tests and they are all positive.”

Lewis’s eyes widened.

“What?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I’m pregnant.”

“For real, for real?”

“So for real for real.”

Lewis looked down to your stomach area, then to your face. He smiled before he lifted you into the air. You laughed as he spun you around. Your combined laughter brought the attention of nearly everyone around you.

“Oh my god. We’re having a baby?”

He put you down then peered into your eyes. “Yep.”

He snorted then laughed heartily. “What a fucking plot twist.”

“Right! oh my god.”

The two of you cackled together before he kissed you, not caring who was watching. When his hand cupped your backside you squealed.

“Behave.”

“Not a chance. I can’t believe I put a baby in you.”

“Me neither.”

“Are you happy?”

You smiled and nodded. “Very.”

The way he smiled back at you made your heart swell. You were sure you looked like fools in love giggling with each other like idiots but neither of you cared. Lewis cupped your cheek and then softly caressed your skin.

“You and me.”

You took his other hand and put it on your stomach.

“Plus baby makes three. And with Roscoe--.”

“Makes a home,” Lewis finished.

A stray tear rolled down your cheek, but Lewis’ thumb flicked it away then kissed the spot it once laid.

The news must have been what he needed because a few hours later he stood on that podium claiming that P1. You beamed at him while you tenderly held your nonexistent bump, feeling closer to him than ever before.

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pix3lplays · 8 months

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OMGG WHAT IF MIHAWK X READER WHOSE FIGHTING IS LIKE MITSURI AND NATURALLY STRONG LIKE HER

Sounds cool.

-Mihawk x strong s/o-

I think he’d value a strong partner, and now he’s finally found one in you.

He values strength in a relationship. He likes that you can take care of yourself, that you don’t need his protection.

Not that he minds stepping in when something even too strong for you gets in the way…

But yeah, I think he’d really admire your strength.

Maybe you can even keep up with him sometimes.

Now that would be something truly impressive…

The two of you are the Definition of “Power Couple”, quite literally.

#One Piece #One Piece x reader #Dracule Mihawk x reader #Dracule Mihawk #Mihawk x reader #one piece Mihawk x reader #One piece Dracule Mihawk x reader

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teyums · 1 year

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hi!! congratulations on 2K omgg you deserve it all and more. can i request smut prompt 25 + 26 with neteyam :) 💗

thank you sm love! i think this is the seventh commission for the party, enjoy <3 wc: 296

Smut Prompt #25+#26 w/Neteyam

“Does that feel good?” “I want you to ruin me.”

pairing: adult!Neteyam x fem!na’vi reader

warnings: mdni 🔞

You’re caged between strong arms, your small hands tightly grasping onto Neteyam’s forearm while slow, deep thrusts send shockwaves to your core, over and over again.

You don’t even know how you got here. Laid bare on the grass, legs spread with your body presented on a silver platter for the man who was supposed to be teaching you how to shoot an arrow.

But you have to admit, this is so much better than any of your previous lessons with him.

He chuckles down at your fucked out expression; brows pinched together, mouth agape in the shape of a loose ‘o’ as your walls flutter around his thick dick. Just the thought of you cumming around him has it twitching inside of you.

“Feels good, huh?” Hard, weighted thrusts make your words break in the middle as you try to respond, and the feeling of his taut balls slapping against the swell of your ass only increases the intensity of the insatiable tingle in your belly.

“Ye-Yes, so g-good,” You mewl, blunt nails digging half-circles into his skin, you’d feel bad if your mind wasn’t in a fuzzy haze of ecstasy. “Please Nete, I need more, please!” You cry out. “I-I want…”

He’s leaning on his forearms now, fists tightly clenched on either side of your head as he teases you with gentle kisses to the underside of your dropped jaw. He hums at the sound of your begging and rolls his hips into yours, all in the hopes of hearing that sweet voice call out for him again.

“Yeah? What is it, love? Tell me what you want.”

Your legs immediately wind around his waist to push him in deeper, hips mimicking his movements to add to the delicious friction of his skin grazing against your swollen clit as you moan out your desires.

“I want you to ruin me.”

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©teyums 2023

#— teyums’ 2k party #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam smut #neteyam fanfiction #aged up neteyam #avatar 2 #avatar way of water #neteyam sully #neteyam #neteyam oneshot

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kaizdreamz · 8 months

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☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ the rain brings me comfort with you in my arms.

it feels like my titles are getting longer and longer omgg-

✧ : dan heng ( Inbibator Lunae) x (trailblazer)! Gn!reader. ;; fluff / comfort.

Cw: hugging, Dan heng is lost in his thoughts about his past, kissing, nicknames from you to him, it's just a super sweet moment between you and him. I headcanon Dan Heng (IBL) purrs! (HC) When Dan heng is upset or experiencing very strong emotions sometimes his "full" form will manifest.

WARNING:: Honkai: Star Rail spoilers // Trailblazer quest spoilers // Dan Heng IBL spoilers.

You walked back to the hotel, you and your crew were staying at, everyone had to share a room with each other so money wasn't so tight at the new planet the express had arrived at. Upon entering you noticed one of your familiars, your boyfriend; Dan Heng, sitting by the window staring up at the cloudy sky.

"hey," you whisper, walking towards him with gentle steps.

"oh, welcome back... where's March?" He seems to have snapped out of his daze, his eyes meeting yours.

"she wanted to go shopping, so I said I'd meet up with her later I wanted to come check on you," you sit next to him, watching the gentle drops of water fall from the sky. "What have you been up to?"

"..." he sighs before responding, "I've been trying to distract myself, to be honest. Taking notes in my notebook for the databank on the express, reading on the lofou's history..." he rubs the back of his neck, his long hair tied in a low pony tail from March.

You reach to caress his face, rubbing his cheek with your thumb lovingly. "I'm sorry, my dear." He leans into your touch, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes closed. He sighs once more.

"I'm just... lost on this journey to find out who Dan Feng really was. Who the type of person he was, what did he do, how did the people see him... I'm sorry for not going out with you and march, instead just. Surrounding myself with books and work. I don't want neither of you, nor the express to worry about me.." he opens his eyes meeting yours, you reach your hand up to in-between his horns. Petting his hair softly, before moving your arms to engulf him in a comforting hug.

"Don't apologize, my flower," you coo in his ears, his face buried in your chest. "You're doing your best," you kiss the top of his head. "Take as much time as you need to feel ready to come out with us, we'll never rush you... worrying for you is what we do, we care for you, No matter what your past is. We love you more than you can imagine," you stroke his hair gently, pulling the hair tie out to brush through his hair. You feel a small rumble in your chest from him, as if he was a cat purring.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles, wrapping his arms around your body, hugging you close. "I shouldn't be like this," you hush him by kissing the shell of his vidyadhara ears.

"Dan Heng." You whisper is in ear, causing it to flicker against your warm breath. "You are okay, I promise."

"..." he sighs, hugging you closer, his horns bumping against your chin. You stroke his hair as he closes his eyes once more, letting these few moments of peace wash over him.

"I love you," you whisper in his ear, placing your hands on top of his back. Rubbing gentle circles upon the fabric of his sweater.

"I love you too,"

"I'm sorry things are so difficult for you. It's so unfair you don't deserve this," you coo. his strong emotion of sadness and confusion manifesting a faint illusion of longer horns and his tail, the fluffy tip of the tail swaying like a cats.

You two sit like that for a few minutes, but it feels as if a few seconds had passed. After moving to the wall so your back doesn't hurt, you get a text from March asking if Dan Heng was okay and when you guys were going to meet up to go shopping together for the express crew.

"hey.." you poke his head gently.

"hm?" He nudges your chest, turning his head so he look up at you. The illusions are gone now.

"March wanted to know if you wanted to go shopping with us, and she wanted to know if you were feeling any better," you show him the messages with March.

"... I don't mind going," he takes a deep breath, before sitting up. "Is she on her way to the meet up place?" He stretches turning to look at you as he stands.

"yeah, in a few minutes. It's quite cold outside, so make sure you dress warm." You glance back at your phone typing a quick message to March.

"alright," he goes to find his jacket slipping on his shoes.

"Hey come here," you stand up, walking up to your lover. Pulling his hair up as he slips his arms through his sleeves of his jacket. You brush your hands through his hair lifting it up and pressing your lips against his neck.

He shivers as you press your lips against the top of his spinal cord. You smile softly, pulling his hair in a low ponytail. You kiss the tip of his ear before standing next to the door waiting for him to finish getting ready. he grabs his phone and wallet meeting you at the door, your fingers intertwining as you two make your way out of the hotel room. once the door is locked and closed you two walk down the hall to meet the welcoming rainy day.

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i love dan heng sm, both IBL and normal,, like. ugghh hes so soft-

this is such a short but sweet fic,, i had a dream about him and it was exactly like this, <33. he deserves so much

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beautifulbrainrot · 9 months

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this is the first time ive ever messaged someone on here omg... kinda nervous hehe... anyways this is so sappy and embarrassing but yesterday i started crying thinking about different scenarios where you tell spencer you're in love with him for the first time..... like maybe ur a little nervous, refusing to meet his eyes and just blurting it out, or maybe its soft and sweet and you hold his hand (😭😭😭) or its a simple & accidental "bye, love you"...... imagining his reactions omg,,,,,,,, maybe he even (im shaking rn omgg) gets a bit teary..... omfg.... im on my period im allowed to be sentimental 😭

ahh omg this is so sweet!!! and ofc your allowed to be sentimental love ahhh 😭😭 and i feel very honoured that i’m the first acc you send an ask too and i love thisss!!! pls give me feedback, in the asks or comments!

“it’s just- i love you!” you squeaked finally, blushing like mad.

it was like spencer’s whole world stopped.

you loved him? you, the person he'd been head over heels, crazy in love with for so long, actually loved him back?

“you.. you love me?” spencer whispered, his eyes wide.

you looked up at him, biting your lip lightly.

“i mean.. yeah. i really do. how could i not, spencer?” you laughed softly, smiling at him.

spencer was still awestruck, tears pricking in the corners of his eyes as what you were saying really dawned on him.

you loved him.

“spencer..? are you crying! i didn’t mean to make you cry, i’m so sorry!” you rambled, but you were cut of by spencer pulling you close to him, your lips crashing against his.

the kiss was sweet and strong, just perfect.

when you broke away, he smiled softly, tears in his eyes.

“i love you too.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fluff

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giggly-squiggily · 6 months

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Omgg sentence starterssss‼️ can you do lee megumi and ler gojo? With the sentence starter "Did.. did u just call me dad?" KSNFJJSJA ITS TOTALLY OKAY IF YOU DON'T WANNA DO ITT‼️‼️

{Puffs are officially CLOSED}

Oh my god this prompt had me giggling like a goon! I've gotcha covered, anon!

“Ugh, shut up dad!”

The second those words left his mouth, Megumi was hit with a wave of mortification. Beside him, Gojo seemed to freeze.

“Did…did you just call me dad?”

The wave got stronger. Megumi wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole.

“That was…a slip of the tongue. Just- forget I said anything.” Megumi couldn’t look at him, he couldn’t look at himself. He trained his eyes on the floor, willing the fire in his cheeks to cool. He was gonna find a hole to live in- no, a deserted island! Live like a loner, find a volleyball and name it wilson, grow a beard-

“Megumi.”

Oh no. Oh no, not that voice. Megumi felt his heart drop into his stomach, the heat in his face moving to his neck and ears. “Shut up, Gojo.”

“Oh my baby!” Gojo mock wailed, throwing his arms around Megumi’s shoulders and swinging him around. “My darling boy! I’ll gladly be your dad!”

“God, stop! I didn’t mean it!” Megumi tried wiggling away, but Gojo’s grip was strong. “Besides, you’re more like that weird uncle at the family reunion!”

“AH!” Gojo gaped, a shocked laugh escaping his lips. “Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? Fine then!” Without warning, he grabbed Megumi’s waist, pressing in. “If I’m a weird uncle, I’ll act like one!”

“Gehaha! Goohoohohjo, stahhahahahhap!” Megumi squawked, flailing in his arms as he tried pulling his hands away. “Dohoohohn’t tihihihiickle mehehehheehe!”

“What? Can’t hear you! Too busy being a weird uncle!”

“Whahaht are you, hahahahhrd of hehehahahring? Yoohohohu might ahahhahhs wehehehell be the wieheheheherd grahahhhaanpa!”

“...Oh, you are just looking to die, aren’t you?” Gojo tsked before kicking Megumi’s legs out from under him, bringing him down to the mats and attacking his belly. “Don’t forget I raised you for a good while! I know all your tickle spots! Now, who’s a weird grandpa?”

“AHEHAHAHA! GOHOHOHOHOJOOHOOHOOHO!” Megumi squealed, feet kicking as he flailed and thrashed, cheeks hot and eyes squeezed shut. “FIHIIHIHNE, I TAHHAHAKE IT BHAHAHAHCK! I TAHHAHHAKE IT BAHAHAHHCK NOW STHAHAHAHP!”

“That’s what I thought!” Gojo laughed, finally stopping and ruffling Megumi’s hair. “Don’t worry, we can talk it all over with a game of catch.”

Megumi responded by flipping him the bird, earning a howl of laughter from Gojo.

#Puffs #sentence starters #tickle #tickle dabble #gojo satoru #megumi fushiguro #jjk #I love them your honor #I don't know if I see Gojo as a father figure to Megumi but the sentence starter made me laugh #I love their dynamic either way

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