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Yandere with a unknown identity
Breaking and entering
M!Yandere X F!reader
Warning: non-con, fingering F! Receiving.
Summary: You had a terrible day and end up going to bed early when a masked man breaks in and decides to make it all better.
Part 2 aaand Another part
You had such a bad day today. Nothing seemed to go your way. All day you kept your emotions in. When you got back home all you did was throw off anything uncomfortable and then crawl into bed to just cry it out.
While crying your heart out you don't notice the bedroom window slowly creeping open and a dark shadow climbing in. He is just about to walk further into your apartment when a sniffle stops him in his tracks.
Perhaps it's the feeling of being watched, but something tells you to turn around. When you do you are met with a tall man dressed entirely in black. Not even a speck of skin is showing. His face is covered by a balaclava and the room is dark, only the lights from outside shine in but you can tell he is looking at you.
In an instant he throws himself on top of you, pinning you down. You try to scream but he covers your mouth, muffling any sounds you make. Your panic is met with soft hushes which by no means calms you. He is way stronger than you. He holds both your hands down with one hand while he covers your mouth with the other. He has one leg on either side of you, straddling you, forcing you lower body in place while not putting all of his weight on you.
You struggle against his grip but to no avail. Tears stream down your face. The mix between panic, crying and a hand covering your mouth makes you gasp for air.
"Shhh, shhh. It's fine, I promise I'm not going to hurt you. Just breathe, breathe okay?" He hushes you softly. Because of the lack of air you force yourself to calm down. Taking slow breaths through your nose.
"I'm going to move my hand okay? Don't scream." He says firmly and when you do he chuckles, pleased by your obedience.
"Good girl." He whispers as he starts to wipe away your tears.
All the while you look up into his only exposed feature. His eyes. Even with only the moonlight shining in through your window his blue eyes are piercing through you.
"Don't hurt me.” Your voice is barely a whisper.
“I'm not going to, I told you that before." He stops for a moment before he speaks again. "Why were you crying before?”
He wipes away a few more tears that escape you as you avoid his gaze.
"It's okay, you can tell me." When you don't answer he continues.
"Did something happen today? I could tell you were upset when I got here."
When you still don't answer he moves off your body and with one arm pulls you after him making you sit up beside him. His sudden motion and the fact you don't know what he possibly could want from you makes you panic again.
"I don't have much money. I… you can have my jewelry."
"I don't want any of that, I want to know why you're crying." He cuts you off. You take a moment to calm down before you answer him.
"I just had a bad day, that's all." It feels like your heart is beating out of your chest. But then he nods, straightening his back.
"That's alright, it's over now. If that's any help." Then he squints his eyes and you can only guess that he is smiling under his mask. Then he looks down, catching your shirt riding up exposing skin. He takes a deep breath before he continues with a low voice.
"Maybe I can make it a little better." Without really being able to do anything he moves you to sit in his lap with your back pressed against his chest. You let out a small gasp and squirm in his grip as you feel something hard pressing up against your ass. He grabs one of your legs to hold you in place and to spread your legs. You try to pry his hand off you but his grip on you is too firm.
He places a leather gloved hand on your clothed cunt, groping and rubbing. The friction makes your breath hitch. He moves his finger up and down your underwear and much to your dismay a sting of pleasure hits you everytime he brushes over your clit. He rests his head on your shoulder whispering in your ear.
"You're so beautiful, I'll make all your problems go away, I promise."
He pushes your panties to the side and slides a finger inside you while he circulates your clit with his thumb. He curves his finger looking for that perfect spot.
"Please stop…"
"Shhhh… you will feel so good soon."
He adds another digit inside you, that together with the gloves extra thickness he stretches you out. A whine escapes you, which prones him to work faster. You can feel yourself getting closer with each move he makes. Your breathing grows heavier and so does the knot in the lower half of your stomach. His fingers hit a certain spot inside you and you jolt as if electrocuted. A moan leaves your lips as he continues to abuse that spot.
You grip his arm, scratching him through his shirt as your orgasm riples through you. Throwing your head back on his shoulder as you bite your lip to try and suppress any sounds, but a muffled moan slips you anyways. He works you through your high and stops when you relax leaning back on him.
"Didn't that feel good huh?" He nudges your cheek with his nose.
"How about we go for another one?" You shake your head but he doesn't care. His hands start up again.
His hand lets go of your leg and worms his way under your shirt. With no bra on he goes right to squeezing your boobs and playing with your nipples.
"Oh, you're so wet. I wish I could be inside you. Feel your pussy clench around my dick instead of my fingers."
Another orgasm ripple through you. But this time he doesn't stop.
"You're doing so good. Just a few more for me."
The room is filled by the wet sounds from your pussy and the moans that you have stopped caring about. All your mind can focus on is his fingers.
You couldn't keep count over how many orgasms he made you go through until he decided you finally had enough.
You feel exhausted. Leaning back panting on his broad frame. Sore from the over stimulation.
"How are you feeling?" He holds you so impossibly close to him, one of his arms wrapped around your waist. He is gently rubbing your cheek with his index finger. The leather feels cold against your skin.
You look up at him through hooded eyes and for a moment you two just look at each other. Then you move your hand to pull off his hood but he grabs your wrist.
"Not today, hun. Another time I will show you." He gently lifts you up and moves you off his lap.
"I'll be back in a sec okay? Don't move." He tells you as he stands up. Before he leaves the room he grabs your phone. You can hear him walking around in the kitchen.
When he gets back he hands you a glass of juice and a towel. You cover your lower half with the towel as you watch him pick out new clothes for you. You can't not notice the giant wet stain that is left on his pants. He hands you the clothes and goes to get his bag by the window and set it back down on your bed.
"Do you want me to help you shower?”
“No, I want you to leave.” You say firmly. He takes a deep breath before nodding.
“Okay, I'll leave. Just before I go." He opens up his bag and reaches down. Fear overwhelms you like a cold shower. He must have noticed you tensing up because he says.
“It's okay, I'm just going to give you money. Take the day off tomorrow and the day after that too. This will be plenty to not disrupt your economy. And hey, treat yourself, eat out or buy something nice. I know how hard working you are, you deserve it." He hands you the money and then heads for the front door.
But before he leaves he turns back to you once more. “And remember to lock, will you? Been too many times where I have got here and you've forgotten to lock for the night. The window too. You can never be too careful.” And with a wave he is gone, left is just a stack of money in your lap.
#yandere x reader#yandere smut#yandere noncon#yandere oc#yandere male#male yandere#yandere x female reader#yandere x you#yandere x y/n
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3am pregggy cravings
~BNHA
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♡︎ Bnha boys
♡︎ f!reader
♡︎ Sypnosis: You suddenly get strong pregnancy cravings in the early hours of the morning
♡︎ Includes : Bakugo, Izuku, Todoroki , Aizawa, Hawks
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(characters are aged up)
Bakugo
He shuffled in his sleep, while low grumbles and sniffles echoed from downstairs.
He guessed he was having a dream till the cries sounded way too real and familiar. He patted the space next to him, expecting to feel your warmth but it was empty.
He jumped up from his sleeping position in the warm blankets, shirtless and disheveled as he scrambled out of the bedroom in a panic. Concerns flooded his head but he had no time to stand and think.
Were you ok?
Why the hell are you crying?
He strumbled on various things in the dark, causing him to curse lowly but he moved on.
"Y/n!?" He half yelled, still hearing your sobs echoing through the house. The sound guided him to the kitchen downstairs, so he made sure to be cautious moving toward it.
He clutched a broom nearby, in case something bad was happening so he could prepare. Hell- he didn't even know why you were crying in the first place.
The kitchen was pitch black, although the pantry next to it was beaming with light. The alarm didn't go off which means you were safe.
He strolled into the pantry quietly and the sobs grew louder. He was temporarily blinded by the bright light but blinked repeatedly so his eyes could adjust.
And there you were, sitting cross legged on the floor while holding onto your big tummy.
"Shit-Whats wrong?" he rasped and squatted in front of you, holding onto your shoulders and looking over your features just to make sure nothing bad had happened to you.
"You hurt?" he asked and you shook your head no. "Is the baby ok?"
"Yeah" you cried. "The baby's fine"
Your face was tear-stained and your eyes a little puffy. The baby seemed fine, and you also seemed fine physically so what was the problem?
He positioned himself to sit behind you and placed his hands on your stomach from behind, rubbing it soothingly in hopes to calm you down. "Shhh," he cooed onto your nape softly.
Whatever he was doing seemed to work because, you had calmed down.
"This is gonna sound so stupid but-" you began talking "We don't have any of the food I'm craving!" You wailed in his arms.
Your husband's eyes widened at your mini rampage. He honestly didn't know where to start. "Listen I'll go get you some right now ok?"
He understood that your hormones were all over the place at the moment, so you couldn't control your emotions.
"I don't know why I'm crying so much over ice cream" you sobbed quietly "M'sorry Kat"
"Oi don't apologize for that alright?" He consoled you, still drawing soft circles on your enlarged stomach. "You've got our kid in there, and your hormones are all over the place right now"
He helped you up and guided you to the couch, wrapping a blanket around you and switching on the tv while he walked over to the door. " Call me if you need more stuff." he glimpsed back at you while searching for his cap.
He wouldn't want to be recognized by fans this late at night. Luckily there was a 24 hour convince store nearby your home, so he'd be back before you knew it.
He completed his look with a black face mask, not bothering to change out of his oversized tee and sweatpants.
"I'll be back" he stated, but before he left he made sure to glance at you once more to make sure you were ok but your eyes were glued to the tv screen.
He scoffed a smile as he closed the door and locked it. You had the spare key so it wasn't a problem. Off he was to the covience store.
He didn't take long, only about 15 minutes when the sound of his shoes and the opening of the door could be heard.
He headed over to you first thing and pulled out the food you've been craving the whole night.
"Thank you!" You beamed widely as you accepted it, already eager to open it. Katsuki exhaled a chuckle at your cuteness, flopping himself next to you on the couch and pulling out a tub of ice cream.
He brought another spoon for you in case you would want to taste some. You snickered at dramatic shows on the tv enjoying each others company.
Eventually Katsuki could feel the weight of your head on his shoulder. He peeked to the side to find you snoozing peacefully, some ice cream smeared across your lips and soft snores pouring from your nose.
He sneered back the grin that wanted to appear on his face, giving your stomach one last rub before getting you cleaned up and heading to bed.
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Izuku
"If I can just figure this out" Izuku mumbled from where he sat on the bedroom floor, holding his chin while he stared at the various papers scattered across the carpet.
He knew that you were fast asleep on the bed. You needed the rest as your belly grew each day, nourishing the little bean inside of you.
A shuffle from the bed made him freeze slightly. He didn't want to make any fast movements that would wake you up.
Once you had stopped moving he continued, but as soon as he turned his head away you called out to him.
"Izuku?" You rubbed your eyes "You still up?"
"Um-yeah I just had some work I had to finish" He rubbed the back of his head. feeling a bit guilty if he were the reason you woke up.
"Did I wake you?" He stood up and walked over to your side, leaning down behind you to rub your back.
"No you didn't do anything I just-" you sighed, not wanting to sound silly by telling him that you were craving something at such an early hour.
"Is it the baby?" he asked with slight panic, pulling the blanket down so he could come eye to eye with your stomach.
"Well yes and no"
He raised a brow in confusion.
"This is going to sound stupid but I'm craving some food " you looked at him apologetically.
"Hey" he held your hands and you turned around so your body could face him.
"Nothing you say is stupid" he smiled At you softly. "It's completely normal to feel what you're feeling and I don't blame you because you've got a whole life growing in there" his hands made their way to your stomach.
You smiled at how reassuring he was. This is exactly why you fell in love with him in the first place, he was able to make your troubles vanish just by flashing a smile.
"I'm going to drop some paperwork off at the agency anyway, so I'll get you some by the store alright?"
You nodded.
"Alright then, I'll be back soon" he placed a kiss to your cheek. "Do you need anything else?"
"I need you to eat it with me when you get back". You glanced at his tired features, he was working hard to make his agency successful but it was taking a toll on him.
He's more stressed than usual, and you only see him for a few hours a day because of his messed up sleep schedule. He promised that it would only be for this week, but it's only been 3 days yet you've been missing him like crazy.
He misses you too. He calls you everyday from work and sends a caretaker to look after you and the growing baby in your tummy while he's not around.
"Okay I promise"
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Shoto
He could feel you shuffling uncomfortably beside him. He was half asleep but woke up to check if you were ok.
"Love are you alright?" he rasped sleepily, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your belly. His hot breath tickling your neck as he spoke
"Yes I'm fine Shoto" you stretched your legs.
"Are you craving something?" He asked and you looked at him in bewilderment.
"H-how did you know that?"
"You were staring at pictures at it all day, so I figured you'd crave it at some point" he rubbed his eyes and yawned "You also mumbled it while you were sleeping"
You squealed in embarrassment, covering your face with the blankets. Could you have spoken about food while you were sleeping? You could barely even remember what you were dreaming about.
This only made Shoto laugh lightly, you had such a cute reaction and he just couldn't help it.
"I can order us some right now if you'd like?" You heard him shuffle towards the nightstand, and the light from his phone blinded you temporarily.
"What store is open at a time like this Shoto?"
"There's a twenty-four-hour convenient store nearby that delivers," he said nonchalantly, tapping away at his phone "Looks like they have more than enough"
He proceeded to buy so much of the item that it was out of stock. You scolded him for that but he didn't have much of a reaction
Eventually the items you were craving arrived and you sat onthe bed together, devouring them.
"You are so amazing" you groaned in delight, taking another delicious bite.
"Anything for you," he said with a half-full mouth, also enjoying the delicacy.
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Aizawa
"Shota" you whined, shaking the sleeping man next to you.
"Hm?" he answered almost immediately, meaning that he was probably awake for the whole time this early hour. You knew his insomnia bothered him, but he refused to take pills or anything like that because of the side effects they gave him the next day.
"Trouble sleeping?" He inquired cuddling up to you.
"Yeah I'm having really strong cravings right now" you sighed into his chest. "Insomnia keeping you up again?"
He hummed an agreement at your question, It was a bit difficult to cuddle with the little human between the two of you, but you were excited that soon you could meet your cute little chunk. Who hopefully won't cry throughout the night and keep you awake. You heard a conspiracy theory once that children could inherit that from their parents.
"Did you cry a lot as a baby?" You asked suddenly, playing with his hands that lay on your stomach.
"Never let my parents sleep a wink" he huffed, recalling the stories his mom would tell him. "My mom often called me the pub crawler"
You snickered loudly at that name "Pub crawler....seriously?"
You went silent and he knew you were up to no good "Don't even think about calling me that" he cut your thoughts off.
"You're no fun Shota"
"How would I take you seriously if you called me a pub crawler?" He deadpanned.
"I think it suits you considering you're up at this hour"
"Then I'm calling you a incubator"
Now it was your turn to deadpan. "On second thought I think Shota suits you better"
Shuffles could be heard from him when he slowly arose from your intertwined position on the bed. You pouted your lips at the sudden emptiness next to you.
"Maybe I could get some sleep if I get some fresh air outside" he rasped slowly, stretching as he put on his shoes "I'll go get your cravings from the store nearby"
"Let me go with you" you also sat up from your position but he halted you, placing the blankets nice and snug around your body while a chuckle of amusement left his lips.
"I appreciate the enthusiasm, but you need to rest"
"Party pooper as always" you rolled your eyes.
"I won't be long" he stepped out of the room, stopping in the middle of the doorway to wait for your reply.
"I'll see you then pub crawler" you smirked sheepishly before he breathed a chuckle and swiftly closed the door.
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Hawks
He had never panicked so much in his life.
He didn't even have time to think when he jumped out of bed shirtless with pajama shorts. Your soft sobs echoing in the living room downstairs. Luckily his feathers sensed your discomfort and that's what woke him up.
He jumped down the staircase gracefully, his wings making it possible for him to land softly.
His eyes caught your figure, sitting on the couch while the tv playing in the background. He walked up to you slowly, calling your name to not scare you by suddenly appearing.
"Keigo?" You sniffled and the couch dipped slightly next to you from his sudden weight. He hooked his arm under your legs from where he sat beside you, his other arm gently making its way to your back. You couldn't feel a thing when he lifted you into his arms. Cradling you on the couch as he also tried to figure out what was going on.
He smiled softly, sensing that it was just your hormones making you feel this way. "Is nugget keeping you awake?"
You nodded your head pointing to the tv. At first, he didn't understand what you were implying till he saw delicious food being made and eaten on the screen.
"Ah I have just the trick" he yanked out his phone, typing for a while before placing it down. "It should be here in about 20 minutes Peach"
He was expecting to see you smile and thank him for being the greatest lifesaver ever but was surprised to see tears still spilling out of your eyes as you looked away.
"C'mon talk to me" he clasped your chin so you could look at him.
The truth was that you felt bad for waking him up at such an early hour just for some food. You know very well that he has work tomorrow and he has to be up early.
"Keigo, I feel bad" you whimpered. For some reason, having a baby was making you cry at every single inconvenience. "I know you must be really tired from work and I'm over here ruining your sleep schedule for cravings"
"You have nothing to be worried about, you're waaayyy more important than work," he said making sure to exaggerate the way. "And if anything you're doing me a favor, I haven't been getting much food in because of everything that's been happening lately, so thank you"
He made sure to order some for himself so you could enjoy it together. Spending time with you and nugget makes him feel unstoppable.
"Being with you and nugget gives me extra strength to face the next day." He pecked you on the lips.
"I also think that your cravings might have affected me 'cause now I'm hungry" he deadpanned and giggled slightly.
He would do anything if it were to see that sweet smile all the time.
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is this thing on? 🎤
nsfw, mdni
morning sex with els
saturday. the only day of the week ellie and you were promised a task-free 24 hours in jackson, that was slowly getting covered in the soft, orange rays of the early morning sun. today was the first day of spring, finally leaving the cold, winter days behind.
you woke up to a face nuzzling itself in the crook your neck, softly placing kisses on your pulse point. ellie got home much later than anticipated yesterday from her last patrol of the week, meaning you went to bed without her. you usually couldn't fall asleep without knowing she got home safe, but a long day of working in the stables knocked you out in your shared bed at 9pm.
you felt a warm, calloused hands rubbing up and down your side, running along the exposed skin where your shirt had ridden up a little from tossing and turning around all night. ellie's love language was physical touch and you were more than happy to feed into that.
her hand slowly started exploring other parts of your upper body, tickling tiny circles on your stomach, massaging your hips, until she ventured more upwards and reached your nipples. "els, what are you- ahh", a particularly good swirl of her finger around your sensitive nipple made you let out a whimper, which she chuckled at.
"shhh, s'okay. gonna make you feel good, yeah?", you could do nothing but nod when you felt her slender fingers pinching and pulling at your nipple like that.
she slid her hand down you body excruciatingly slow, which she knew would get a reaction of you. "els, pl- please. stop teasing."
"begging for me already babygirl? you're so cute, just relax f'me yeah? i know my pretty girl can do that."
the teasing felt like it was never gonna end. your neck, nipples, stomach, thighs, not a single part of your body remained untouched. bar where you wanted her the most. ellie flipped you both over so she was hovering over you, her auburn locks framing her face perfectly when she leant in for a tender kiss filled with a soft love that you could revel in forever.
finally she gave in to your whines and moved down your body, settling in between your spread thighs, hovering over your slit. you squirmed when she blew cold air onto your clit but your complaints quickly got stuck in your throat when she latched her mouth onto your heat.
"ahh, fu- fuck ellie, that feels s- so good", she hummed against your clit in appreciation which sent another shockwave of pleasure through your body. her endless teasing had left you incredibly sensitive, which led to her having to hold your squirming hips down with her left arm to make sure you couldn't pull away from her flattened tongue, licking stripe after stripe from your clenching hole up until your puffy clit.
"gonna use my fingers angel, think you can take that f'me?". you nodded eagerly, squeezing your eyes shut in anticipation of the added stimulation of her long, slender fingers that filled you up so well.
"open your eyes f'me baby, want you to see how well i'm filling that clenching hole up.", you opened your eyes and hoisted yourself up so that you could lean on your elbows, positioned perfectly to witness ellie's finger disappear into your soaking cunt, causing a pornographic moan to fall from your lips.
"fuuuck baby, you're making such pretty sounds for me, being such a good girl. taking it so well angel, so proud of you."
her praise combined with ellie pushing a second finger into your cunt made you see stars. she was thrusting into you so tenderly but so good, it made you go slack-jawed. the only sounds in the room were your high-pitched moans and the filthy, wet, squelching sounds of her fingers thrusting in and out of your hole and mouth devouring your cunt like it was her last meal. you were sure that anyone in the jackson perimeter could hear how good you were being fucked right now.
but you couldn't care less. not when ellie was making you feel so good. so good that you were so close to tumbling over the edge, but you just couldn't quite get there. your girlfriend picked up on it rather quickly, and acted on it. she came back up and hovered over you, burying her face in your neck while still slamming her fingers over and over again in your hole.
she kissed and nibbled on your pulse point before bringing her face up to your ear and whispering, "come on baby, 's okay. let it out f'me, i know you want to. been so good for ellie this morning, so proud of you mama. let it out."
"f- fuck ellie, i'm gonna- i'm gonna cum- mhmmm fuck baby i lo- i love you s- so much." with a final, harsh thrust of her fingers you finally reached your climax. your jaw fell and your eyes rolled back, unable to cope with the pleasure. you tried to shut your thighs but ellie made sure to keep them open with her spare hand, wanting to guide you through your orgasm. she kept moving her fingers inside of you, slowing down with each thrust, making sure she wasn't overstimulating you.
you let out a whimper when ellie pulled her fingers out of your cunt which she chuckled lightly at. she brought her hand up to her mouth and sucked on her cum-coated fingers. "mmhhm, you taste so good baby. never gonna get tired of it."
you looked up at her through half-closed eyes, still trying to catch your breath and control your heart rate after the mind-blowing pleasure she just put onto you. she kissed every part of your body before getting up and disappearing in your shared bathroom, coming back a few moments later with a warm cloth to clean you up.
"you made such a mess f'me baby, really ruined these sheets huh? gonna have me washing these again? what's that now, the third time this week?"
you knew she was only teasing you but you couldn't hide the blush creeping on your cheeks, quickly growing self-conscious about how you always seemed to leak a very substantial amount of arousal whenever you came around ellie's fingers.
she quickly discarded the cloth that she just cleaned you up with and you squealed when she easily picked you up in bridal style and took you out of your shared bedroom.
"since i can't be bothered cleaning these sheets now, i guess we're gonna have to go for round 2 on the couch, huh?"
oh you were in for a long morning.
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[7:30 am] - Choi San
Warnings: morning sex, riding, reader takes on a more dominant role, San has a big dick, reader gets called baby and sweetheart, San gets “used” for the reader's pleasure and he likes it.
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A/N: in my San feels, going feral over the video of him dancing with his shirt off, this very self indulgent little fic was born.
18+ Only. Minors DNI
“Shhh, we might wake up Mingi or Seonghwa.”
“Fuck them,” San laughed softly, continuing to press soft ticklish kisses to your neck and cheeks. “Who cares if we wake them up?”
“You do,” you giggled, gasping as San's morning wood pressed into your thigh. “Because you don't want to get scolded.”
“I'd get scolded if it was for you,” he mumbled into your neck, grinding his erection into your thigh.
“That's sweet Sannie,” you hummed softly, sliding your hands into his hair and tugging gently, making the man hovering above you moan.
“That's me,” your boyfriend hummed, kissing your cheek as he flipped the both of you over so you were sat atop him. “Your sweet, sexy boyfriend.”
“Now I didn't say sexy,” you giggled at San's scoff, rolling your hips on top of his. His eyelids fluttered and he gripped your hips tightly.
“Oh? So you're grinding up on me because you think I'm not sexy?”
“I didn't say that either,” you smiled, pulling your sleep shirt, which was actually just one of San's shirts, over your head, shivering as the cool morning air hit your bare skin. San grinned, letting his hands smooth up the sides of your torso and up to your breasts, thumbing your pebbled nipples.
“But, for the record,” you sighed dreamily as San gently flicked your nipple. “I think you're very sexy.”
“Yeah? So what're you going to do about it?”
San raised a challenging eyebrow, one hand sliding down your body and into your sleep shorts to swipe his fingers through your wet folds.
“I…” you rolled your hips into his hand, sliding your own up San's defined abs, fingers dipping into the valleys between each one. “Am going to ride your big, fat, sexy cock. If you'll let me, of course?”
“If I'll let you?” San repeated back to you, a laugh in his voice as he circled your clit with his fingers. “Baby,” he drawled, “I'll let you do whatever you want to me.”
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San thought you looked ethereal like this. Early morning sunlight cascading in through his bedroom window to paint your skin with a warm glow. Your hands were planted on his chest, thumbs caressing his nipples as you bounced on top of him, soft, sweet moans falling from your lips.
“Fuck Sannie,” you sighed, clenching around San's cock as you sat yourself fully on top of him. You threw your head back, eyelids fluttering closed and lip tucked between your teeth. “So fucking good.”
“Yeah?” San grinned, rolling his hips up into you.
“Yeah…” you sighed out again before resuming your slow grinds on top of him. You smoothed your hands down San's torso and then up your own, tweaking your own nipples, making yourself whimper out in pleasure. San groaned watching you, smoothing his own hands over your thighs, squeezing the flesh gently. He could watch you forever when you were like this, so full of pleasure, bathed in sunlight and using his cock, using him to make you feel good.
“Fuck that's it sweetheart,” he moaned, pressing his thumbs hard into your thighs. “Ride me…use me.”
You raised an eyebrow as the words slipped from San's mouth, the man below you having the decency to look shocked at himself. He shivered as a small smirk made its way onto your face. You threw your head back with a soft laugh before looking at your now blushing boyfriend. You planted your hands back on his chest. “That…is so fucking hot Sannie. You want me to use you? Use you for my pleasure?”
“God yes…baby please.”
You laughed again, leaning down to capture San's lips in a filthy kiss. He whimpered into your mouth, sliding his tongue against yours. He whined again when you pulled away, blinking up at you with hooded eyes. You smirked down at him again, biting your lip. “Well then,” your voice had taken on a tone which made San shiver. “Your wish is my command.”
Taglist: @hiseu @yeosayang @avyskai @whatudowhennooneseesyou @foxdaisy @maskedmochii
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The stars, the moon
Pairing: Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader
18+ MDI!
Warnings: Talk of drinking, sexist old ideas about women, talk of sex, Anthony being a cutie shhh, oral sex, penetrative sex, dirty talk, body worship (f receiving), heavy praise, lovemaking more than hardcore sex oopsies
A.N: YOU GUYS ARE SO SWEET TO ME ISTG T-T the love on my first two fics is so heartwarming. i'm so very glad you liked them both so much ^-^ Benny and Bridgerton as a whole are both so very important to me so i'm glad i did them both well. anyways my loves, this is an Anthony fic that i hope i can do as well as i did Ben. i was listening to Cosmic Love by Florence and The Machine and it gave me this idea! soooo here is an incredibly fluffy, (and smutty hehe) love filled Ant fic hehe<3 enjoy and thank you again <3 p.s that scene the gif is from sends my mind into a spiral CONSTANTLY my roman empire fr p.p.s I FINALLY GOT DIVIDERS, so now my fics will look a little cleaner i hope hehe >_<
Growing up next to the Bridgertons had been fun and eventful, to say the very least. You were there through every trial and tribulation their family had gone through, and them with yours.
You and your three sisters had always gotten along with the seven siblings. Being the youngest and most... rambunctious of them you had gotten along with Eloise and Benedict the most. They had views of marriage and duty that were similar to yours, and when you were younger you and Benedict would spend hours making doodles on the walls of the gardens at your estate.
Your sisters, who were much more of the traditional women you would often find in the ton, tended to be more akin to the eldest Bridgerton brother and sister. Daphne and Anthony, however kind and loving they both were, were always too strict or, in Daphne's case, too proper for your liking.
You had always thought of Anthony as the moon. He thrived in darkness and was often gone before you even noticed he was there. You never knew why he left balls early, or why you spotted him with that opera singer in the deepest corners of gardens or tucked away in libraries.
Until you grew up, that is. The first time you snuck out of the confines of your room was when you were ten and eight, right after the first ball of your first social season. Benedict had insisted on you sneaking out the window of your bedroom so you could tag along with him to a party a fellow artist was throwing, and you, out of pure curiosity, obliged.
You got there and had your first everything while Benedict was painting, or so he claimed, in another room. You kissed the lord, whose name you cannot remember to this day, and then you went beyond that. Sex. It was wonderful, you decided, and from then on you had much more of it.
Anthony was perceptive, he noticed the change in your behavior and one night even decided to ask Benedict about it. Benedict being Benedict told him everything in his usual carefree manner, not thinking twice about it. Anthony reacted quite strangely however, he just... turned on his heel and walked into his study, locking himself in for hours.
He avoided you at all costs from then on. It was strange, but then again, he was the moon. The moon cannot be out forever.
Anthony had always thought of you as the stars, a happy, mischievous young woman who thrived in the dark. You provided a light to every room you walked into that was too great for anyone to look away from. You were intricate, difficult to read and figure out, and yet you were also so intriguing that every man wanted to do just that.
You were also incredibly mischievous, he knew that from the moment you were born. Being eight years older, and a close family friend, Anthony was one of the first who got to meet you. You had always had that sparkle in your eye, like you were in on this grand plan that no one else was.
When you got older, it only got worse. You were constantly getting in trouble, whether that be drawing on your garden's brick walls with his brother or reading books about math or, fittingly, astronomy. Your father always described you as boyish, to which he would have to agree. You got into fencing when you were ten and two and immediately had a knack for it. When you were six and ten, you snuck off with Benedict and got taught how to hunt.
He was never attracted to your sisters as they were too... boring for his taste. They had interests in things like the latest fashion trends, or hairstyles, and he was sure that none of them had ever glanced at a book. It was quite comforting to know, that because of your foolish ways and thinking, he would never be attracted to you either. Or so he thought.
You were wearing a light blue dress when you entered your first ball, your arm tucked snugly with your father's. Your hair was pinned up more elegantly than he had ever seen it, a few of the still unruly, wavy strands fluttering in the breeze that your white fan made. Stunningly gorgeous in every way, and so ladylike. It was strange.
He had almost assured himself that he would never feel this way towards any woman like you, after all, his list of requirements for the next Viscountess was long and specific, to say the least. Yet there you were, walking towards his family, and he was very much sure he was attracted to you.
So when he noticed the jewelry you started using to hide the dark marks on your neck and the silly excuses you would use to leave balls early, it was worrying. He asked Benedict and his worst fears were made a reality, your innocence was gone. You were loose, in his mind. He could not, no would not, be attracted to a woman without her maidenhead. He refused.
The only way he could avoid that attraction was to avoid you at all costs, which is exactly what he did. He excused himself from every room you walked into, and every conversation. On the rare occasion that you somehow managed to worm yourself into a conversation with him, however, he gave short answers and cold glares.
His heart ached when he noticed your light dim after he left, but then again you were the stars. All stars have to burn out someday.
You found his insistence on completely avoiding you to be quite tiresome, after all, you considered him to be like a brother. An annoying, headstrong, arrogant, prick of a brother but a brother nonetheless.
You look over your shoulder to where he is talking to a young debutante, wishing that he would at least glance over. You would never admit it to yourself, but after his company waned you missed it quite a lot. You could talk to Benedict or Eloise, sure, but there was something about annoying Anthony that made your heart flutter and your cheeks flush.
"Miss L/N, are you listening?" The lord, who you were supposed to be listening to, asks. You quickly turn back to him and part your lips to make an excuse, but quickly think better of it. "No, my lord. I apologize, my mind seems to be running from me tonight." You mutter with a soft smile. He nods in turn before continuing to speak about his latest hunting trip, in which you have absolutely no interest.
You excuse yourself when he is done rambling and make your way toward the Viscount, wanting to finally know the real reason why he has made it his life's mission to avoid you. You wish, so desperately, to see the moon again.
He sees you coming and his heart tightens, you look as beautiful as always. You are wearing dark blue, a gorgeous dress he thinks, and your hair is done up just how he likes it. You have on gold jewelry, which sparkles in the low candlelight with every step you take.
He should talk to you, he really should, and yet he cannot bring himself to. You are not the kind of woman he wishes to make the next Viscountess, not even close to checking off any of the boxes he has on his long list for what a woman should be.
So, instead, he settles for leading the young woman he is speaking with to the dance floor. He passes you without a word but falters momentarily when he catches a whiff of your perfume. Your scent, even.
You had always smelled, however strange it might sound, so comforting. Your family's colors were a light purple, the crest having two bunches of lavender flowers on it. You smelled the part, always having some semblance of lavender to you that wafted through the room whenever you entered. It wasn't strong, no, but it was just enough to get his heart racing. It wasn't just lavender that made it so intoxicating, there was something else there. Something that he could only describe as just... you. He smiles to himself at the many fond memories that come with it.
He catches the young woman looking at him in confusion and quickly puts on a straight face, continuing to walk her to the dance floor, but not before noticing the look of despondency on your face. His heart aches, but it must be done. He could not let himself fall for you, no matter how much he longed to see the brightness of the stars again.
Your heart breaks when he walks past you with nothing but a faint semblance of a smile, and for whatever reason, you feel yourself tear up. You wonder if you had done something wrong, or said something in a passing conversation that had rubbed him the wrong way. Perhaps even entertained a man he had trouble with. Whatever it was, you did not like the unfamiliar feeling his avoidance brought.
Something that you had always hidden from everyone, including yourself, was your feelings. You felt no need to be a woman who expressed love openly, nor a woman who got teary at the slightest inconvenience. It is why you liked the parties you went to, sex and alcohol were wonderful to drown out feelings that you would rather not feel. Something else you had always hidden or shoved down, was your feelings for Anthony.
He was gorgeous, that much was obvious, what with his grey eyes and his thick brown hair. The things that you didn't like, such as his ignorant views of women, or his want to always be the best, were often drowned out by the fact that the man was extremely loving and protective of those he cared about. Not only that, but he was like you in that he was truly sensitive when he did not try and shove it down. He made you want to sing his praises from every balcony in London, to profess your love in front of all of the ton so everyone could see that he was yours.
You realize you have been standing in the same spot for what has to be at least five minutes now, and that a tear that had escaped in your reminiscing has now made it down your cheek. You quickly walk out to a balcony and lean on the railing, and for once, you allow yourself to cry.
He finds you after his dance with the incredibly boring debutante he decided to occupy himself with. He didn't want to find you, but his feet automatically found themselves to you. As if something deep inside him was naturally drawn to you and your stupid free-spirited nature.
He crowds around your back. "Is everything alright?" He whispers and is completely taken aback when he sees your face. You look up at him with tears rolling down your cheeks. It was surprising to say the very least as he cannot remember the last time he saw you cry. "My God, Y/N, what happened?" He asks, placing a hesitant hand on your shoulder.
"Why do you hate me?" You whisper back, and he is even more surprised than before. Hate? God he could never hate you, sure he avoided you, but he could never truly hate anything about you. No matter how much he tried.
He was just standing there like he had not been avoiding you for the past two months. Like he had not ignored your every attempt to speak with him, like he had not completely shattered your soul. It made you so angry that you could not stop the foolish words slipping past your lips.
"It is as if I have committed a cardinal sin, as if I am some heathen you cannot stand to be around and not a woman you grew up with." You say, taking a deep breath as heartbreak shifts to anger. "It is not fair. I have wracked every corner of my memory trying to figure out what I have done wrong and still, I turn up with nothing. I..." You falter and turn to look up at the stars. "You are so distant. I find myself aching without you, Anthony. Like a piece of my soul has broken off with your disappearance and is with you for eternity." You whisper, closing your eyes briefly before turning back to him.
"I ask you again, why do you hate me? What have I done?" You plead, searching his eyes for any semblance of his old self. His eyes widen in response and he takes one of your hands. "I do not hate you. God Y/N, how could I ever hate you?" He breathes and your heart flutters at the look in his eyes. As if you are the only woman on earth. He has returned back to you. The moon has risen again.
"I... I have tried to hate you, yes, but every time you are near something in me longs to touch you in ways that would make any lady blush. I hate that you make me feel this way, so foolishly in love that I can barely form a coherent thought, that the Viscount I am becomes but a memory, but I could never hate you." He confesses, bringing his hands to your waist.
Your eyes water as he continues. "You are a loose woman, or so I so foolishly tried to make myself believe. I ignorantly put that label upon you so I could have a reason to not profess from every rooftop in London how much I adore you and I can never forgive myself for it." He whispers, wiping the tears that have somehow escaped your eyes without your knowledge. "I will never be able to profess how sorry I am, but I can hope that in time you can forgive me for how foolish I have been." He whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.
"How long?" Is all you can manage to croak out in return to his beautiful confession, resting your hands atop his shoulders as your eyes flutter shut. "Since I was a young man, darling. Far too long I have kept it from you." He whispers back as your heart flutters at the title he has given you. "I have loved you since I was a girl." You whisper back. "So I suppose we are both fools." You grin.
He chuckles at that, his hands rubbing small patterns into the small of your back. "Always the witty one, hm? You are truly as bright and as mischievous as the stars, my love." Your heart hammers in the stars, at the way he calls you his love but even more than that, he thinks you to be the stars. "You and I have similar minds, Ant. I always thought you were like the moon, so serious and so attuned to darkness. Yet, so beautiful." You confess, opening your eyes to look into his own. Your cheeks flush at the sight that lies before you.
He is grinning, as if you had just given him the world. He leans in and presses a sweet kiss to your lips, to which you eagerly return as your eyes close and one of your gloved hands cups his cheeks. He pulls away after a moment. "The moon is nothing without the stars." He whispers, and you smile softly. "I shall ask your father for your hand come tomorrow if you let me." He murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your brow.
Your heart flutters and you cup his cheeks. "I would love nothing more than to marry you, Anthony Bridgerton." You whisper and he grins, pressing his lips to yours once more. This kiss is more intense than the first, more confident as he knows that you are now officially his. You wish for nothing more than to melt into him, become his both body and mind for the rest of your days. The thought sends shivers down your spine, making your core heat up at the thought of finally sharing your most intimate self with the man who has plagued your thoughts for years.
As if reading your mind he pulls back, but only just. "Might I invite you back to my bedroom, my star?" He whispers, dipping his head down to press a kiss to your neck. You let out a shaky breath at the feeling and nod eagerly. "Please do." You whisper back and he grins, straightening back up and grabbing your hand before pulling you out to where the carriages are. Not before muttering something to Benedict, who smirks playfully and winks at the two of you in return.
One carriage ride full of open-mouthed kisses and love marks later and you are getting lifted out of the carriage and carried into the Bridgerton estate. You had so many fond memories here, you are elated that you would have the privilege of raising a family in the big estate. The thought of a family with Anthony makes your chest feel tight with emotion and you bury your face in the crook of his neck to calm yourself.
He notices the change of emotion as he carries you through the front door, ignoring the many questioning glances the both of you receive from the servants who still linger in the hallways, and kisses the top of your head. "What is it, darling?" He murmurs in your ear as he walks up the stairs, toward his bedroom.
"I am only being sensitive as I envision our future that I have for so long ached for." You whisper back, pressing a kiss to his neck to assure him that nothing is truly wrong. He groans a bit and smiles down at you as he ducks into his bedroom and places you on the bed. "It shall be a grand one. One filled with happiness and light, I assure you." He hums as he locks the door before climbing over you and peppering your face with kisses, which makes you giggle softly.
He moves his hands to your hair, taking out all of the intricately placed pins so he can see it in the state he loves the most, untamed and unruly, just like you. He runs his hands through your hair once he has it down, pressing kisses down your neck and to your collarbone which he bites. You whine softly at the feeling, but more so at the fact that you know he is going to leave marks. The thought of parading around a ball with his lovebites on your skin makes your cunt dampen and your thighs rub together in an attempt to relieve the ache that settles in your core.
He feels the movements of your body below him and groans as your knee brushes against his clothed cock accidentally, making him harden further than he already has. He continues to suck on the sensitive skin of your neck as his hands move under you. He pulls you up to a sitting position and presses his lips to yours, reveling in the soft noises he draws from you as his hands move to your back to work on the buttons that hold your dress up.
His tongue slides into your mouth and he lets out a groan as he exposes your bare back, the choice you made to forgo any undergarments becoming the smartest one you made all day. He makes quick work of your dress, parting from your lips as he throws it across the room. "Christ." He growls when he sits back and gazes at your naked body.
Your nipples are peaked from both the cold air of the room and the arousal caused by the way he is gazing down at you. The look of pure desire in his eyes makes you flood down your thighs, which he picks up on instantly. He grins, almost a cocky grin, before removing his clothes from the upper half of his body.
He bends down when he is bare-chested and kisses from your collarbone, down to your right breast. He sucks on the soft skin just to the side of your hardened nipple, making your hips cant up and into his, a whine escaping your lips. He chuckles deeply and moves a hand to yours, so you can have something to hang onto, the other moving to hold your hip down.
He pulls up briefly and rests his chin on your chest, gazing up at you adoringly. "You are perfect, Y/N. Every mark, every blemish, every imperfection is so gorgeous. So perfect for me." He murmurs and you flush, squeezing his hand in yours as a silent thank you as you are unsure if you could even form a sentence now. "Mine." He murmurs with a soft smile before returning his attention to your breasts.
He takes your nipple into his mouth and you cry out at the feeling of his tongue swirling around the bud. You squeeze his hand and your back arches up into him, making him groan. He pushes you back down, all while his mouth sucks and swirls at your sensitive nipple, and rubs soothing circles on your hip with his thumb.
After a moment, he moves to your other breast, giving that one just as much attention. You whine as he bites down softly before pulling up and beginning to mark each of your breasts. He lets go of your hip and smears his hand down your thigh, gently parting your legs as he kisses down your stomach.
You gasp as he gives a kiss to your naval and look down just as he flashes a cheeky grin. He continues his trail of kisses right down to your patch of hair, your free hand grasping at the sheets while the other squeezes his. You cry out when he licks a stripe up your slit, his tongue pressing onto your swollen clit.
He takes the sensitive bud into his mouth and swirls his tongue around it slowly, his hand moving back to your hips when you whine and try to grind against him. You roll your head back, pressing it into the pillow. You get a whiff of his scent and it sends a zing of pleasure to your abused clit just as he moves his mouth down to your swollen hole to drink from you like a man starved.
You moan into his pillow, taking the fabric into your mouth and sucking as pleasure ripples through your entire body. He moves his mouth back to your clit as he pushes one of his fingers into your body, groaning at how tight you are. You cry out, the sound still muffled by his pillow, at the feeling of his finger and the vibrations his noises send through your body.
He adds another finger and begins to curl them into your walls, hitting that spongey spot that makes you scream. Your toes curl as he pumps his fingers in and out of your body in tune with the swirling of his tongue against your clit. You finally take your face out of his pillow. "Close... Fuck please please please, Anthony." You babble as you begin to see stars. You come screaming his name, his fingers gripping your hip so hard you're sure you will be marked there too.
He cleans you up with his tongue before returning to your lips and giving you a swift, but sweet, kiss on your lips. He sits up and slowly rids himself of his trousers, his cock standing proud against his stomach. The sight makes you mewl and spread your legs even wider in anticipation of him filling you until his tip meets your womb.
He settles between your legs and takes both of your hands in his, pressing his forehead to yours. "I love you, Y/N." He murmurs. "I love you, Anthony." You return, and his lips are on yours. He slowly pushes his cock into your body, groaning into your mouth as you moan into his. He bottoms out and lets you adjust, kissing down your neck to your shoulder.
You gently push your hips down as a signal that he can move, and he grins against your skin. He begins to slowly rock in and out of your body, groaning at the noises he draws from your cunt. "Faster, Ant. Please." You gust into his hair, squeezing his hands tight in your own.
He does not need to be told twice. He begins to slam into your body, making your toes curl as you scream out. He continues his brutal pace, the sound of body meeting body filling the bedroom. He presses his forehead to yours just as your eyes shut. "Look at me." He whispers, stalling for a moment. "I want to see how good I make you feel. I've waited far too long for you to hide, my love." He breathes, and you open your eyes.
He gives that stupid arrogant smirk before beginning to thrust into you just as hard as before as if he never stopped. Your mouth hangs ajar, your mind too focused on the feeling of his cock to even try and stop the moans that flow freely from your mouth.
He moves a hand down your stomach, his thumb finding your clit and circling to the rhythm of his thrusts. He growls when you clench around his length and moan his name. He tucks his head into the crook of your neck. "Come with me." He whispers, biting down on the skin.
The action sends you over the edge. You come for the second time, screaming his name and he follows soon after, painting your insides with his seed. He works you through your orgasm before pulling out and nuzzling your neck.
After a moment he climbs off of you and saunters to his bathroom, leaving you dazed on the bed. You turn your head and press your face into his pillow once more, letting his scent calm you down. He returns a moment later and laughs warmly at the sight. You blush at the noise and look up at him. "Funny that," He says, gesturing to his pillow as he cleans your thighs with the washcloth he brought out. "I did the same thing today." He grins.
"Mmm. When was that, hm? Did you sneak into my bedroom?" You tease and he grins, shaking his head as he places the washcloth on the bedside and crawls into bed. "No, though I am flattered you would think I would be so bold." He hums, pulling you under the covers with him and taking you into his arms.
You smile softly and bury your face into his neck, closing your eyes. "I did it when I walked past you at the ball. The young woman I was talking to thought I went mad. I had to stop and think of all of the fond memories I have of you." He murmurs as he rests his head atop yours, kissing it softly before closing his eyes as well.
You smile softly at the thought of him stopping mid-step just to think of you. It warms your soul. "I love you." You whisper, slowly nodding off to the sound of his heartbeat.
"And I love you, my star." He whispers before following you into a deep slumber.
The moon truly cannot thrive without the stars.
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Nagging
Barcelona Femení x Teen!Reader
Summary: You move from Lyon to Barcelona
You were pretty young when Lucy was at Lyon - rising through the youth academy at such a steady pace that she was a little upset that she left before you could make your debut.
You were talented, she knew that, but playing alongside you was something that she had been looking forward to.
It was a shame that she left for City the year that you debuted, shooting to the top of the best goalscorers of the season.
But it was all fine now, as you slipped out of her car in Barcelona and tugged your hood up.
"Oh, come on," She said jovially, an arm over your shoulder," Are you really teenage angsting this early in the morning?"
You gave her a look that was clearly modelled off of Alexia's. "Maybe if you didn't have Narla jumping on my bed to wake me up, I'd be happier with you!"
She laughed, keeping you by her side no matter how you tried to wiggle away. "I bought you breakfast!"
"You bought you breakfast," You reminded her," You let me take the pastries you don't like."
"I feed you, walk you-"
"I'm not Narla!"
"-Make sure you're healthy and this is the thanks I get? God, raising a teenager is hard work."
You rolled your eyes. "You're hardly raising me."
"Shhh." Lucy shoved your hood further onto your head, tugging it down to cover your eyes. "Don't break my heart."
You rolled your eyes and knocked your bag against hers as you slipped into the locker room. Thankfully, you had a respite from her, sandwiched between Patri and Pina's lockers.
You got dressed with mechanical efficiency, pulling on your shorts and training top and then your socks. As you sat to lace your boots, your mind wandered.
You had a few questions left on your Physics worksheet from last night that you needed to work on but that was it. If you could jot down some answers within an hour of getting home, you'd probably be allowed to head to the corner store and stock up on snacks.
You hummed to yourself, nodding before getting up.
Lucy threw her arm around you again as Aitana joined the pair of you. Aitana was usually stuck to Keira's side but with Keira doing media, she joined you and Lucy.
She looked over you critically as you sat down on the pitch, refusing to get up until everybody else appeared. "Your shoes aren't done up properly."
You look down at them, shrugging. "Huh, I guess so. I'll do them up later."
"Do it now," She urged," You'll forget later. Do them now."
You rolled your eyes. "No, I won't."
"Yes, you will. Just like last week when you forgot to zip up your jacket and I had to do it even though it was nearly freezing."
"My fingers were numb! That's not my fault!"
Aitana crossed her arms over her chest. "Do your laces."
You did as you were told but made sure to grumble so she knew you were doing it begrudgingly.
Lucy remained standing over you too, eyeing your boots up strangely. "I thought I told you to get new boots. These ones are practically falling apart."
You tried to defend yourself. "I've been busy!"
"Doing what? Playing video games all day?"
"No! Some-Sometimes I sleep..."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "We'll go boot shopping tonight."
"Do we have to?"
"Yes."
"You're no fun." You stood from the ground with your newly laced shoes and wandered away, not wanting to get nagged anymore. That was probably the reason you avoided Alexia and many of the other older members of the squad.
Although that idea didn't really go to plan when Frido sidled up to you.
You thought, for a moment, that she was going to lecture you but she just gave you one of her silly grins and passed you a packet of sweets.
You opened it quickly, pouring everything into your mouth all at once and disposing of the evidence as soon as you could. With the nagging mood all the older girls were in today, you didn't want to take any chances of them seeing you break your diet.
Frido winked at you and you grinned at her, keeping your little secret.
Though, not for long because Aitana noticed and snitched on you, leaving you standing in front of the older girls as they lectured you about healthy eating and fuelling your body properly.
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You squirmed in Lucy's grip as she smeared sun cream all over your face. Or, well, she poured more sun cream than necessary into her hand and slapped all over your cheeks.
"Lucy!" You groaned as you tried to get away," Stop it! That's too much!"
"Too much?" She echoed with a laugh," I don't think it's enough at all."
She reached for the bottle and you shrieked, kicking it clear across the room. "I haven't even absorbed most of it!"
She winked at you. "Just make sure you don't get skin cancer."
You groaned and contemplated slamming your head against the brick walls - although with the amount of sun cream still on your skin it was more likely you would leave an imprint of your face.
"I won't get skin cancer," You insisted, a hair's breadth away from stamping your foot," And I don't need more sunscreen."
"Lucy," Keira, also being no help, laughed," Stop being annoying."
Lucy, still being annoying, gasped dramatically," Me? Annoying? Excuse me, I'm just trying to make sure the kid stays healthy. Renard will have my head if I return her with a single hair out of place."
"Hair that I'm going to tear out in frustration if you keep trying to drown me in sun cream."
Lucy rolled her eyes, swiping some of the excess off your face to rub into her own skin. "Alright, grumpy. Have it your way but if you end up all red and peeling, I expect you to take full responsibility."
"I'm not going to burn," You said dismissively, pulling up your socks.
"Uh-huh," Lucy said clearly not believing you," Sure, kiddo."
"I'm not!"
She gave you a look.
"I'm not."
She just continued to stare, face splitting into the widest, smuggest smirk you had ever seen when you let her rub more sun cream into your face, just to be safe.
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Santa Baby
Christmas Special
dad!James Potter x fem!reader
Summary: James wants to make his family's Christmas special.
Genre: Fluff <3
Warnings: pure happiness, implied sexual relationship
i have had this in the drafts for so long but i wanted to wait until Christmas 😩🎄
James's family was never one for decorating for Christmas. Or rather, decorate in ways younger James dreamed of. He knew his parents loved him dearly, but while money could buy many things, it could never buy him the time with his parents he so desperately craved.
Often, he would spend Christmas alone with the housekeepers and although he'd pretend he didn't mind so he wouldn't disappoint his parents, or hurt his housekeepers' feelings, when he lay alone in his room he couldn't help but feel lonely.
So, considering this was James's very first Christmas with you and your one-year-old son, you knew he was overly determined to make this evening special.
You wake to a loud crash coming from the kitchen, accompanied by an even louder hiss of pain and curses, as well as a shrill scream of a baby. You sit up abruptly, fear washing over you until you hear James shout from downstairs. "Ah, shit, fuck, shhh, I got it, baby! Stay in bed, please!" Another crash is accompanied by the sound of footsteps rushing up the stairs and a small smile curls at your lips.
You don't listen to your husband as you pull yourself away from the warmth of your covers and make your way downstairs. It smells like burnt cinnamon cookies when you enter the kitchen and your eyes round. An array of pots and utensils, in various degrees of cleanliness, are scattered across the counters. Your frown deepens as you feel overwhelmed by the mess.
"Darling?" James's voice pops the bubble in your mind and you look at him. He's standing in the doorway with Henry, your son, sitting on his hip. His messy curls are messier than usual and the brown is sprinkled with white specks of flour to match the patch on his cheek. He sends you a weary smile.
"What happened?" you ask, looking at the faint tears in your son's little eyes from being woken up much too early. His small hands have found home in James's messy hair and he's smiling now, happy to be in his father's arms. When you walk over and scoop Henry into your arms, he makes a small sound of disapproval but nuzzles into you anyway. James looks a little guilty.
Holding Henry with one arm under him, you move closer to your husband and swipe your other hand over the dust of flour on James's nose. "You're a mess, honey," you say, hiding a small smile with a playfully annoyed frown.
James clasp his hands together to remove the flour and then runs a hand in his hair. "I didn't mean to wake you or Henry," he says solemnly and looks around at the mess. "I wanted to surprise you with some Christmas cookies."
You laugh. "Well, I'm certainly surprised – just with a lack of cookies," you joke.
Hearing your laughter, Henry giggles and squirms as his hands find themselves at the ends of your hair and he pulls happily. "Oww," you groan, tilting your head in the direction he's pulling so the pain will hurt less. James moves in closer and gently unclasps Henry's little fists around your hair.
"No, bud. It hurts Mummy when you do that," he coos and holds Henry's hands instead.
You pass him to James, going to fix your hair. "Thanks," you sigh.
James smiles and holds Henry, mouthing and mumbling things as he tickles his son’s sides. "Do you think I should put him back to bed? It's only 7am," James asks in a baby-voice and he follows you around the kitchen as you access the mess.
You turn to him and tickle Henry's stomach, which earns you a little squirm and giggle. "If you think Henry is going back to sleep after this, you're mistaken."
James nods and then brings Henry to his high-chair and sets him down. After a kiss on the forehead, James turns around and Henry reaches for the wand in his back pocket of his jeans. As he holds it in his hand, you leap up and take your husband's wand from your son and throw it to James.
"You have to be more careful with this, Henry could hurt himself," you reprimand as James sheepishly twirls his wand around his finger.
"I'm sorry," he says and then raises his wand and mutters as a spell that makes the clutter float around the room and clean themselves until the kitchen is sparkly clean. You walk over to him, sliding a hand up his bare arm and press a kiss to his cheek.
"Come on," You whisper with a smile and pat his arm, "Henry must be hungry, I'll get him some applesauce and you can start those cookies again, hmm?"
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Once the evening rolls around, James seems to have calmed down a little. His nerves don't seem as on high-alert as he adjusts his hair in the mirror and you smile at how happy his reflection looks. You stand, adjusting the reindeer antlers on your head and wrap your arms around his shoulders. You press your nose to his back and inhale. "You smell like Christmas," you smirk, catching his eye in the reflection, "New cologne?"
James touches your hands and turns around to twirl you. Your green dress swirls and he grins at your wide smile. "Mmhmh, you look stunning," he whispers, pulling you in and kissing your cheek. You giggle.
You hear the doorbell and James's eyes light up like a child. "They're here!" he exclaims and with quick nervous movements he positions your antlers to his liking and kisses your forehead. "Go say hi and I'll wake Henry from his nap."
You laugh at his antics, calling after him as he scrambles to your son's room. "Hurry!"
When you make your way downstairs and open the door, Remus and Sirius stand in front of the others. Remus is dressed in the ugliest Christmas sweater and Sirius, who hangs on his arm, has a matching one. Equally as ugly on him and they look adorably stupid. Sirius seems ecstatic to see you as he is practically jumping up and down with excitement.
"Where is he?"
Clearly, his excitement is for someone else. You open the door a little wider. "James? Oh - he's upstairs with – "
Suddenly, Sirius brushes past you and opens his arm wide as he sees your husband and son. Henry is rubbing his eyes sleepily but he's dressed in his reindeer costume, the soft headband fit around his ears and James had drawn on a little reindeer nose with some of your cherry-blast lipstick. Sirius happily crushes them both in a hug as he exclaims, "There's my boy!"
You're not sure if he means James or Henry, but you aren't even sure Sirius knows the answer to that as he pokes Henry's little red nose and tousles James's hair, just below his own pair of Christmas antlers. The ones that match yours. "Look at you and your little deer-ling family," Sirius smirks, happy with his pun.
Remus touches your arm and, returning into the world of adults, you turn and he leans down to kiss your cheeks. "You look well, Moony," You say, searching his face for any scars you haven't seen but find none.
Remus just smiles timidly. "Sirius has been taking excellent care of me," he assures you with a smile and you can tell the smile is meant for himself instead of you. "Seems like Jamie has been doing the same?" Remus teases as he looks behind you at your husbands.
You look at them too. James and Sirius are cooing at Henry, and the latter is laughing happily as Sirius tickles under his fuzzy-sock covered feet. You grin, nodding. "Oh yeah, we've all been well. Jamie was so antsy for your arrival, he woke us up at 7am to bake cookies." you laugh.
James pipes up, "Objection your honor. Those cookies were for you and Henry, no one else," he insists and you can hear the pout in his voice.
"Well, those cookies were non-existent but we did make some other ones for everyone. I bet Henry would want to show you all inside, hmm?" You hum, watching Henry's look of excitement at the mention of cookies.
James puts Henry down on the floor, holding up his hands, and passes him to Sirius, "Here bud, why don't you and Uncle Sirius find the cookies in the kitchen, ok?"
Henry seems more than happy to have Sirius walk with him to the kitchen, and judging by Sirius's wide grin, he doesn't seem to mind spending time with Henry either. James pats Henry's head one last time before Henry and Sirius disappear towards the kitchens.
James walks over and hugs Remus hello, his arm then twisting around my waist as he stares into my side and looks at me, "Isn't my lovely wife just so pretty with her little antlers?" James flicks one and you laugh.
"She's lovely, Prongs. Your entire family is," Remus compliments.
James stands prouder and kisses your temple. Then, he looks at Remus, "Are you and Sirius thinking about kids yet?"
Remus rolls his eyes. "Ask Sirius, he's still a child himself."
You put your hand on Remus's arm comfortantly. "Give him time, Remmy. I promise he'll be ready sooner than you think and when he is, I know Henry will be over the moon to have a playmate!"
"Henry will have a playmate way sooner than when those two dimwits finally decide to have kids, my lovely," James suddenly whispers into your ear and adds with a wink, "If you know what I mean." You feel heat creep up your cheeks.
Remus doesn't catch on as he hears Sirius laugh from the living room and you lead him and James into the room, where Sirius has found the plate of cookies and Henry sits happily on his lap, munching on a cookie comically large compared to his small hand.
The living room is decorated with hollies, christmas lights, and you're burning a candle so it smells like cinnamon and vanilla. A small mistletoe hangs in the corner of the room: mostly for decoration but James has pulled you under it a few times. Which, no matter how many times you tell him that's not how a mistletoe works, he still pressed his lips to yours with a love sick smile.
"Mummy," Henry shrieks upon seeing you and the little antlers on his head slip over his eyes.
Sirius bounces him on his knee, adjusting the antlers, which makes Henry laugh but he still holds out his arms for you as the cookie in his hand falls to the floor near Sirius's shoe. Sirius looks at the mess and pouts, "Whoopsies, here ya' go Harry." You smile at the nickname and walk over, taking Henry from Sirius's knee and into your arms.
Sirius dusts crumbs from his pants as he stands next to you. He runs a thumb under Henry's lip to catch a crumb, and then Henry hides his face in the crook of your neck. His nose rubs near your collarbone and you laugh at the sensation and smooth a hand down Henry's back.
"I don't know how you do it, Y/n/n," Sirius says with a smile, his eyes trained on Henry.
You look at him, a low laugh threatening to escape your throat. "I have help," you say and look behind you as James and Remus chat near the fire.
Sirius rolls his eyes and puts his hand on your shoulder and leans in to whisper in your ear, "Help dressing up your baby like a forest animal maybe," Sirius jokes and you pretend to cover Henry's little reindeer ears that come with his antlers. Sirius chuckles at the gesture and quickly kisses your cheek before joining Remus and James.
Another hour passes as guests multiply and cookies turn into dinner, and then the low hum of Christmas music plays in the background as bowls of pudding sit on the table counter. Marlene and Lily play with Henry on the couch and people chat, only slightly buzzed from the champagne.
One of James's arms is wrapped around your waist, his other hand holding yours up as he holds you close. You giggle as he twirls you around and when you come back into his chest, he leans in head against your shoulder and you let out a breathy, "It's late, James. I should put Henry to bed."
James frowns and makes a small tuts sound as he kisses your collarbone where a lipstick stain remains from Henry's nose. "I'll put him to bed later, darlin'. Don't you worry. Just focus on having fun with our friends. Plus," James spins your bodies around so his back is to the couch. You can see Henry is grinning happily as Lily plays peek-a-boo with him. "Henry looks fine."
You hide a smile and whisper as you hold James, "His little eyes are droopy, Jamie."
James pouts and pulls you in closer. "Just a little longer? I feel like I haven't seen you all day."
"You have seen me all day," you kiss his cheek, which James gingerly turns into a full kiss as he angles your head. You laugh and wrap your arms around his shoulder as his hands slide down your sides to hold your ass.
"Not in the way I want," he whispers gruffly and you pull away and slap his chest.
"We're in public!" you hiss with a smile.
"Unfortunately."
"This party was your idea," you stare into his eyes as James's hands move to the small of your back and he grins.
"I have really stupid ideas sometimes," he admits and kisses you quickly. It's not long enough to warrant attention from your friends, but just enough to leave you craving more. Your head follows him as he leans away and he smirks. James turns to your friends and says, "Alright, where's my little reindeer?"
Gently you take your husband's arm before he can fully finish his sentence and move away from you. You pull him back and whisper in his ear, "If you get them out of here quickly, I'll let you fill my stocking once Henry is asleep," your voice is smooth and it sends a shiver up James's spine as you wink.
The blush on his cheek remains crimson when he claps his hand, getting everyone's attention. "Okay," he strides over, looking for Henry as Henry's small form is hidden behind Lily again. "Someone find me my son so he can be put to bed or I swear," he says in a mutter and you can't help but laugh.
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Twilight and Legends relationship
...I love it
**in this post there's a lot of stuff I didn't notice before. I'm gonna resist the urge to write an essay on each point, and attempt to leave most of it up to the reader's interpretation**
Ok ok there's a ton of stuff here, starting with early character scenes
They're like the rest of the chain: They fight together and talk. Legend is close to Hyrule, and Twilight to Wild and Time.
We see some things Twilight and Legend have in common. One is their dislike of Hyrule knights, and-
As seen in the Gerudo clothes scene, both Twi and Leg like to mess around with pranks and have a lot of snark... wonder what would happen if they worked together
But there's something really important about how Twilight views Legend:
I wasn't aware this was before looking closely at their interactions but... Twilight didn't originally like Legend. This is shown a lot later on- in his facial expressions and words towards Legend. But from the start he didn't like him much, and here's why:
From the start, Jojo says this- Twilight judges Legend's actions as too harsh since his mannerisms come across as picking on someone. (Also Sky you are so so pure and cute 10/10 most huggable Link)
Legend is abrasive because he's had so many adventures- he's hardened to the point of being sharp. But it's wonderful that that character can still be so loved- his heart is good (hero duh)
Twilight has always been a big brother. It makes him well loved (rightly so). Jojo says he knows people can change- for good or bad. But because of his past Twilight doesn't like people picking on others "not even a little". It's complicated- we see it affect Twilight's attitude towards Legend a lot.
Anywho moving on to the plot
Wolfie, Aka twilight
Dark mirror stuff happens, and Legend finds out Twi's Wolfie- as we all know. But he can't just. Acknowledge it of course. He's gotta probe and tease, asking pointed questions (snark snark snark)
And in his attempts to be certain about the Wolf stuff, we were blessed with:
Bunny Legend
Welp. That investigation did not go as planned.
Animal forms:
Bunnies are soft, but Legends actions are not. He is guarded and sharp yet his form shows how sweet his true heart is
Wolves will love/protect their family yet are fierce, they have fangs and will fight. The root of who Twilight is is his kindness and family
Also (sarcastic) good job to Four and Wild for being SO SUBTLE with their emotions when Legend's asking questions hinting he knows Twi's secret
Legend: asking questions about the secret shhh
Four and Wild: Are having a freaking heart attack about it
Twilight: starts ranting about goats
...
Once Twilight gets over the shock of Legend like. Absorbing his crystal. He... well, looking at the harshness in his face and words, this is where Legend's attitude and his past with Colin being bullied biased him against Legend.
Look at his face in each panel through the progression- Twilight is more and more confused thinking legend is not who he thought he was...
And Twilight certainly sympathizes/relates to being hurt by losing someone he loved (in whatever form the relationship took)
And WHY is it always girlfriend trauma with these boys of COURSE it's girlfriend trauma that brings them together NOT SHARING A SPIRIT AND LOVE OF SWINGING GLORIFIED METAL NO THEY HAVE TO BOND OVER RELATIONSHIPS GONE WRONG
Twilight then thinks well that's a good reason to be pretty changed because from the start Jojo said he'll always understand people changing...
So they go, and make legend human again (with pink hair) and Legend is... surprised. And grateful...
Another few defining moments:
Legend's dialogue thanking him is the real start of them connecting like in Leg's original character description "the most reliable, you want him on your team"
And again Twi's face, Twilight is looking at Leg differently throughout this- contemplating to be honest. Considering...
And remember when I said these two both like to prank? Well the second they have a shared experience and get back to camp they immediately team up and start barraging Warriors with snark
Heaven help the chain when these two are on the same side
Legend has never been close to people outside of the few he's accepted as his (love him and hyrule's bond). After this? Twilight's one of his people. There's much more expression of caring and closeness towards Twilight- something we don't see with many.
And then, well, Twilight nearly dies. And Legend, he cares
Bunny boys puppy dog eyes are gonna kill me someday
Twilights pretty injured, he really doesn't see/remember all these moments showing how much Legend wants to help
And then we have this moment
this moment
Matters so so much
Look at Twi's face. Look at his surprise, realization, and acceptance- this is when he realizes- when he sees how much Legend cares for him
Twi woke from his deathbed for his family
and then in the next few updates it's really cute- he just is barely recovering and legend is just... beside him. Staying by his side
Animal forms later development:
Legend's bunny form is soft- but he is still not totally soft. Looking at Legends actions and facial expressions towards the others, while he's definitely closer to Twi now, he's still the snarky boy we know and love.
Twilight's Wolf form is loyal and loves family: Once he knows legends heart? Full on pack love.
And WHY were they so very intent on petting each other
Legend: I'm gonna go try and pet the wolf since I think he's my dude yes good plan
Twilight: I KNOW THIS IS WEIRD BUT IVE NEVER PET A RABBIT BEFORE LET ME TOUCH YOU
...
Here's a few random parallels of them to chew on because I love parallels (them snarky snarking each other, then some brother love parallels)
The thing with these two is their character bonding and whatever is not all sweet and lovey like some of the others. They have some REALLY sweet caring moments with each other. But snark plus snark equals double snark, meaning them together is the weirdest mix of kindness and teasing you've ever seen
And although at the beginning they were pretty harsh towards each other, it makes their getting closer and learning their similarities all the better.
#lots of food for thought#I was surprised to notice Jojos words and Twi's expressions showing he didn't like Legend at first#maybe the progression is the best part#they are so close and care so much#but the pranking???#literally the second they get back to camp after bonding they start messing with the others#the snarkiest boys what mischief will they commit#they're terrifying together#if legend hyrule and wild are the terror trio maybe these two are the terror duo#maybe legend being friends with anyone is just terrifying#loz#linked universe#linkeduniverse#lu#lu twilight#Lu legend#I love them so much#now onward! to homework!#ugh college
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X-MAS WITH YOUR FS.
PART 1 : UNDER
THE MISTLETOE
Kisses With Your FS
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We are in a holiday mood ladies and gents! I decided to create a series of holiday readings centered around our FS. The kiss under the mistletoe, what gift your future spouse would buy you, spending holidays with them, a Christmas getaway etc.
Sit back with your hot cocoa and relax !
Santa came early this year 🦌
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PILE 1
Kissing with your FS feels like home. Their hands wrapped around your waist remind you of hallmark movies you watched when you were a young kid, fantasizing about that kiss under the mistletoe.
Your FS is gentle and caring. They are all sugar, no spice and their kisses show just that.
Love, adoration and dedication. Your FS will kiss you slowly. Sometimes they will steal a kiss while putting up the lights and while you are baking cookies. They will always keep it PG, especially if others are present.
Your FS reminds me of Ryan from Castle. He is honourable, simple and affectionate yet super smart and ready to kick some a$$ if he needs to. They could actually look like him or if they are a woman they will be fair skinned and have light eyes, even if they are brown they will be on the lighter side. Also, if they are a woman they would be a lot like Sookie from True Blood.
Remember what I said about the spice? I take it back, a tiny bit. They can get spicy but in the most sweetest way. They are good boys/girls/theys. The type you take home to mama. They could even work in the military/fire department/police force.
Kissing them will make you feel safe and secure. No one would ever be able to take that feeling away from you both. Give em a peck from me too. They for sure deserve it !
Under the mistletoe they will get giddy and excited. Their smile is amazing, like Colgate type of smile and you will love seeing how happy they get around you and right before they kiss you. They will look like a schoolgirl/schoolboy, a kid stealing a cookie from the jar. Stealing kisses is how they will show how naughty they are. I just know who wears the pants in this relationship and news flash, it is not them, lol.
PILE 2
I can tell you one thing before I say anything about kissing.
Your FS finds you adorable. See that cat in the picture ? All cuddled up, not a care in the world, not a single thought behind those sleepy eyes.
Within every room you are the main event, at least for them. Actually, your FS will love kissing you when you are sleepy.
In general, the way you will find safety in their arms and ignore the whole world will drive them crazy. This shows me that your the way your FS kisses will make you feel loved and safe. It will also make you feel like a playful kitten. Your FS could be masculine (doesn't have to be a man) and they will make you feel safe to express your vulnerability and femininity.
They will not only love kissing your lips, they will love kissing your whole face and your hands/fingers. They will want to eat you up.
For them it will be pretty funny you melt into their arms cause you could be a very feisty person but with them you turn into a big baby.
I'm seeing a meme with a cat fighting with another cat and then going back to their mother and cuddling up like a baby.
Others will be like "Girl/boy/they who are you trying to fool?" And your person will say "Shhh they are sleeping. Don't mess with my baby." Meanwhile, over their shoulder you give the other person a hiss, lol.
Are you my "black cat 🐈⬛ energy" pile ? Well your person might be a whole tiger cause they seem to be thinking you are harmless and deserve every little kiss. This is giving "I'm a bad boy but I'll be good only with you." trope. Also, major Morticia and Gomez vibes. Height difference might be huge.
(Yup, that below is indeed you.)
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I Got Him - WandaNat
Warnings: fluff, Wanda x Natasha x Reader and 3 month old.
You wake with a groan as you hear the cries echo around the bedroom from the baby monitor, opening your eyes as you grab for your phone to check the time. Closing your eyes when the harsh light of the phone practically blinds you, rubbing at your eyes, like somehow that's going to stop the pain.
"3.08 am. Better than yesterday I guess." Slowly you get out of bed, your feet hitting the soft carpeted floor making you feel even more sleepy. "It's like a cloud." You mumble to yourself not even sure of what you're saying in such a sleepy state.
The continued crying suddenly stops and that's all you need to be fully awake. Your mind switching into overprotective mother and panic mode. He never stops crying that quickly. You jump out of bed grabbing the hoodie that's laid haphazardly on the floor from where you had thrown it down after getting too hot in bed with it on, even though it's stupidly cold this winter.
You hardly notice how cold the wooden floor is on your feet as you hurry down the hallway to the baby's room, panicking more when you see the door open. Running into his room your whole body tenses as you see two figures standing over his cot but not a second later completely relax when you recognise the red and blonde hair of the two figures.
"You're okay little man. Shhh, shhh, shhh. That's it. There is no need for this much noise this early in the morning. Is there?" Nat cradles your baby boy in her arms, gently swaying from side to side as well as bouncing up and down, her voice ever so soothing. "No there's not." She coos as she boops his nose.
"Holy shit." You whisper into the room and both women turn on their heels with slight surprise.
"Detka, what are you doing up?" Wanda makes her way over, checking over her shoulder at Nat who gives you both a small smile, Wanda's arms wrapping around your torso and pulling you against her.
"I heard him crying." Wanda's hand starts to weave through your hair as your body practically melts into hers, both of your hands gripping on her waist for support.
"I thought I turned the monitor off in time. We've got him so let's get you back to bed."
"So that's why he stopped crying.' You sniffle causing Wanda to pull away slightly looking at you with slight worry. "I thought the worst. He never stops crying like that. I thought….I don't even know what I thought…but-but the moment, the moment that he went quiet…I-I-I…."
"Okay, shhh you're okay." Wanda pulls you back into her, her hand scratching at your scalp while the other one rubs up and down your spine. "Let's get you to bed. Nat will get him settled."
All you can do is nod, your body struggling to keep you standing and your mind slowly shutting off due to how exhausted you are. Wanda feels your body fall into hers more so she slowly bends down a little, her hands moving to the back of your knees and lifting you up. Your arms lazily wrap around her neck, her arms sliding up your legs a little so they are wrapped under the top of your thighs and butt. She turns to look back at Nat, not that you are looking with your ace buried in her neck taking in her strawberry scent.
"I got him my love. Let Wanda get you back in bed." Natasha whispers over to you as she continues to gently soothe Max back to sleep.
"I'm taking her to bed princess, will you be in soon?" Wanda's soft voice is not helping you as you try not to fall asleep in her arms but when she slowly starts swaying, knowing how soothing it is for you, your body finally succumbs to the darkness and the last thing you hear is Natasha's voice.
"Of course I will. I love you both."
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This time when you wake up it's a lot more pleasant. The feeling of soft lips travelling around your face, from your forehead along your eyebrows, down one side of your face. Then they travel across your cheek to the bridge of your nose before a feather light kiss is pressed onto the tip of your nose causing it to scrunch. The lips then travel across the other cheek down to the hinge of your jaw, along the whole of your jaw to the other side before they finally land on your lips that quirk into a smile.
"Good morning my love." You smile against Natasha's lips as she mumbles against yours.
"Good morning honey." Your eyes shoot open when your brain suddenly registers how quiet it is, and your upper body moves quicker than you can register as you sit up.
"Woah calm down. Max is fine." Natasha's hand is on your chest keeping you in the bed and it's only now you realise she is straddling your lap, your eyes flick up to meet hers and you let out a small breath. "He is okay."
“Where?” You mumble out as Natasha slowly pushes your body back down onto the bed.
“Wanda has him, she is giving him a bottle.” You just nod letting out a long drawn out sigh, your hands rubbing your face up and down trying to find the energy to get out of bed.
“Do you not have work?” Natasha leans down, shaking her head, leaving a small kiss on your furrowed brows as you ask.
“Nope. Me and Wanda finally convinced Tony to let us have some time off and to not contact us until Monday. Guess it's a positive of being his business partners.” You smile at the thought, it has been so long since you have all spent time together since they returned to work and are working extra long hours and weeks to help with payments for everything since you’re on maternity and you don’t work for Mr Tony ‘I have lots of money’ Stark so your pay decreased….dramatically.
“Yay.” You whisper as your eyes flutter closed, but a smile playing on your lips as you hear Natasha giggling at your relaxed state.
“Mhmm. Anyway, I came in here to tell you breakfast is ready and waiting for you.” Natasha plants a few more kisses across your forehead pulling away when you open your eyes to look up at her.
“Lead the way.”
Natasha climbs off of you holding her hand out to help you sit up, smiling as you use her to hoist yourself out of bed and stretching so much you hear a few pops from your joints. Natasha then passes you a new hoodie, now only realising you were in nothing put a shirt and underwear again assuming Wanda took the hoodie off when she got you into bed. You mumble a small thanks slipping the hoodie on, pulling at the strings to make it wrap tightly around your face; Natash giggling at your antics.
“Let's go see the wifey.” You hum with a nod as Natasha grabs ahold of your hand and starts pulling you out of the bedroom and down the hallway towards the kitchen.
You smile to yourself when you hear humming coming from the kitchen, recognizing it as a russian lullaby, your smile only growing more when you lean against the door frame of the kitchen seeing Wanda with Max cradled in one arm. Her chin rests gently on the base of the bottle, keeping it up as your little boy takes small gulps of it, her other hand holding a spatula so she can transfer the pancakes from pan to plate.
You jump slightly when you feel arms wrap around your waist, a head pressing between your shoulder blades. The hands rest on your abdomen over the hoodie for only a second before the venture down to the hem of it and travel under it and your shirt, her hands gently rubbing along your stomach and the skin on skin contact makes you release a content sigh.
“Good morning darling.” You voice raspy from just waking up, feeling Natasha squeeze you gently in reply as Wanda turns to face you with a toothy smile.
“Good morning detka. Good morning princess.” You feel Natasha grumble into your back at the pet name, but you and Wanda both know she secretly likes it and will pout for a whole day if you don’t call her it, at least once.
“They smell delicious.” Your eyes travel to the stack of pancakes as Wanda puts one last one on top and before you can even offer to take it Natasha removes herself from your body and enters the kitchen to help.
“Go sit down my love, we will bring it all in.” You go to say something back to Natasha but she gives you a challenging look and you hold your hands up in fake surrender and do as you’ve been asked.
It takes them no longer than 30 seconds to join you at the table, both taking a seat either side of you Wanda keeping your son in her lap. One arm is around his small body keeping him sat up straight against her while the other uses a fork to stab a pancake and transfer it from the stack to her plate. Before she can even ask you, lean across and start cutting them up for her, not wanting to see her struggle to eat while she holds your son, and it earns you a kiss on the temple from her and a slobbery kiss on the arm from your son.
You manage to get through breakfast without any issues and all three of you are now lounging on the couch while Max is on the floor having some tummy time. All three of you are watching fondly as he babbles baby nonsense to himself as his hands hit the floor a few times and his legs kick out behind him. You all melt at the sight of his gummy smile as he reaches for his small teddy which is just out of reach, using his other arm on the floor trying to push himself forward.
However, in doing so he rolls himself onto his back and the three of you can’t help but smile when his arms and legs move up and down a few times as if that's what's going to get himself flipped back over. The giggle that leaves his mouth makes the three of you laugh and smile brightly until his face suddenly scrunches and starts turning red. The poop face. That is what it is known as to you, and you have learnt that he has different poop faces, and you know just by looking at him that it's going to be that of an atomic stink bomb.
You make a face when you hear the wet fart, his face relaxing into that devilish baby smirk that leads you to believe he knows exactly what he has done. You go to stand up but a hand on your shoulder pulls you back down, looking over to Wanda with confusion written all over your face before turning to see Natasha standing up and picking him up.
"I got him." Natasha says easily as she makes a small face when she checks to see if he has actually pooped, holding him carefully by his armpits as far from her as possible as she slowly starts walking out of the room.
“Why can’t I look after our son today?” You question a slight offence to your voice, that takes Wanda a little by surprise as she brushes some hair out of your face.
“Detka, you are exhausted. You need some you time. You have been looking after him since you gave birth to him 3 months ago, because of mine and Natasha’s schedule, so we decided to take the whole weekend off to give you a break. We have diaper duty, feeding duty, and waking up at 3 am duty. All you have to do is sit there and let us do the hard work for once.”
“I feel bad letting you take care of him and me.” You pout at the thought of being a burden but Wanda is quick to diminish the thought as she pulls your body against hers.
“We love taking care of you detka. We are taking care of him today because you need a selfcare day. That being said, why don’t you go run yourself a bath, enjoy some peace and quiet while me and Natasha keep him entertained.” You nod into her neck mumbling out a small thank you. “No need to thank us, detka, we are in this together.”
“Holy fucking shit. How the fuck does one baby produce so much shit?” You and Wanda laugh as you hear Natasha gagging a little at whatever bomb is in the diaper.
“I am going to go help her out, she will end up putting the diaper on backwards. Go have a bath, we will join you when he goes down for his nap.” She kisses your temple before standing from the couch and quickly making her way to Max's room to help out your wife.
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A small knock at the door pulls you from your small half nap, tilting your head to look back at it, a smile growing on your face when you see the two women you love standing in the doorway.
“Can we join?” You simply nod with a smile sitting up slightly so your wives can arrange themselves.
You always loved that Natasha ensured that you had a bath made that would fit all three of you, it was one of her few requests when you guys all decided to live together. Natasha climbs in, in front of you between your legs and pushing herself backwards till her back is flush with your front; pulling your arms around her waist so your arms rest on her toned body. She would never admit that she was the little spoon and the softest of the three of you in the relationship, she had an image to uphold as the scary business partner of Tony Stark.
Once Natasha was settled Wanda climbs in at the opposite end of the bath, facing the both of you as her legs tangle with yours, her hands resting on Nat’s calves that lay next to her. Your chin rests on the top of Natasha’s head as her body slumps down into the water more, both you and Wanda smiling at each other at her relaxed state. Natasha pulls your hands up to her face peppering your knuckles and palms with gentle kisses, a soft smile on your face at her actions as Wanda watches with all the love in the world swirling around her eyes.
“I love you both so much.” You mumble into Natasha’s hair, closing your eyes as you finally allow yourself to completely relax.
“We love you to detka.” Wanda answers for the both of them as Natasha simply hums in agreement nodding her head.
“So how has work been?” You move your head off of Natasha’s to plant a small kiss on her temple, resting your cheek against the side of your face as she moves your hands back down to scratch at her abdomen.
“Busy, but nothing we can’t handle.”
“Tony keeps asking when you are coming to work for him.” Natasha finally opens her eyes, turning her head slightly to look at you as you purse your lips to the side.
“You know I have another year on my contract after I go back. Tell him to ask again then.”
“Why do you stay when you hate it so much?” Wanda tilts her head in question and you let out a small sigh.
“Because I was young and naive when I signed the contract and didn’t look at the small print that mentioned a minimum of 8 years of occupation. One more year and I will be free from Strucker and his silly hydra goons, who know nothing about anything.”
“Tony is holding a seat for you once you do leave.” You hum in acknowledgement not really wanting to speak about work when you are relaxing.
“Okay so how about we go on a date tomorrow?” Wanda changes the subject easily, noticing your hesitancy to talk about anything work related.
“What about max?” Having been around max non-stop for 3 months he is all you can think about when it comes to doing anything.
That includes when you are doing small mundane tasks, your mind is always playing tricks on you by making you hear sounds that could easily be Max crying out for you. You only really manage to eat and take showers later at night once you have put him to bed, meaning you don’t normally get to sleep until 11 or 12 and then you are woken up again at 3 by a hungry screaming baby. You love him to bits, you do, but you are really starting to hate the lack of routine and selfcare you have.
“We can bring him with us. We can go for a walk in the park and stop for coffee, relax on a bench as we people watch.” Wanda suggests and your mind eases at the thought of not leaving Max with some babysitter for a few hours.
“Yeah and then we can come home, put him down for his nap. We could maybe watch a movie, or we could.” Natasha walks her fingers up your arm as she makes the silent suggestion and you raise your eyebrow at the silent insinuation. “It’s been three months. Doctor said three months.”
“It has been three months.” You reply with a smirk, dragging your nails down Natasha’s abs feeling her shiver against you.
“I mean I for one have missed your body detka.” Your eyes dart to look at Wanda who has her bottom lip between her teeth as she eyes you and Natasha up and down. “Me and Natasha have missed you taking control. Telling us how good we are.”
“Is that right my girls?” Your voice is sultry and both of them hum with a nod as they look at you. “Well I guess since you have been good and waited so long you should at least get a reward.”
Before any of you can continue a cry echoes around the hallways of the house and you lean your head back against the edge of the bath a small ‘for fuck sake’ leaving your lips causing the both of them to giggle. You go to haul Natasha off of you but she presses herself against you more and tilts her head at Wanda.
“I cleaned that absolute fucking stick bomb of a diaper, you can deal with the crying. I am haunted by it, I shall never sleep again as the images of it play forever in my mind.” You and Wanda give Natasha a look as she rambles on and on about her poor eyes and nose, but soon she is made to go quiet when Wanda hits her leg and makes a move to stand.
“Why did we ask her to join our relationship again?” You shrug at Wanda’s question, Natasha pouting as her body sinks into the water more now Wanda is out of the tub and isn’t stopping her from sliding down.
“I guess it’s because we both love her.” You make it sound more like a question and the small whine that leaves Natasha’s lips makes you and Wanda giggle.
Wanda leans over the edge of the bath as she holds a towel around herself with one hand, her other tilts Natasha’s chin up so the Russian is looking directly up to the Sokovian. Wanda presses her lips against Natasha’s, who sighs at the action and you press your lips along her bare shoulder. Natasha smiles against Wanda’s lips before the latter pulls away and wraps her towel around herself properly and your lips come to rest at the top of Natasha’s collarbone. Suddenly you are all brought back to why Wanda is out of the bath as the cries get a little stronger and Wanda leans down to press a kiss to your temple.
“I got him.”
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make me *cough* cum *cough* in just two or three sentences with shoyo’s name in it.
content: f!reader, grinding, morning sex, it's a lil rough, a few slaps on your ass, cumming inside. note: alright this is not one sentence but allow me to share a thought with you!
—｡˚ ♡ shoyo just never wants to let you go.
been thinking so hard about hinata shoyo who wakes up early saturday morning, knowing he's got a practise and a check up with his nutritionist to go to, plus a physical assessment with iwaizumi in the evening, that he cant afford to miss.
he's got a game coming up in the next week, and all of the preparations are necessary. and while he does love the building thrill of getting ready for an oncoming match, he cant help but feel upset as he switches off his alarm and sits up.
it's been a long week, and now his weekend's going to be spent away from you, too :(
"baby," he calls you softly, placing a hand on your hip and shaking gently. you're dressed in only one of his tshirts and your panties, and your figure looks so pretty, so inviting, as you lay there, back to him, the curves and lines of your body highlighted by the morning glow coming through the window. "baby, wake up?"
"mmh?" there's a mumble from you in answer after the third shake, and you roll over, sleepy eyes blinking up at him, cheek creased with lines from the wrinkled pillow you were laying on. "shoyo? g'morning... what's wrong?"
you're so sweet ;( so cute when you look up at him like that, all hazy eyed with the dream you were just having, words slurred with the cloudy feel of having just woken up. "need you, baby." he urges, because he thinks he might be too tired to have you later, when he comes home tonight.
you might even be asleep by the time he gets back, the way you were last night, when he'd walked into the bedroom to see you cuddled up under the covers, one hand between your legs, the other pressed to your lips — as if you'd fallen asleep touching yourself, whispering his name out for no one to hear.
your eyes skirt down his shirtless figure, sleepily tracing the muscle of his chest and abs, before you focus on his cock, already hard under his shorts. he palms at it, gives you an insistent whine, voice raspy with sleep. "please, sweetheart? need you on my cock :("
"now?" you ask, but you sit up anyway, and the pout on his face disappears immediately, replaced with a bright, eager grin as he takes your hips and pulls you into his lap. "sho—"
"shhh," he sighs happily, lips landing on your throat as he breathes in your scent, a hint of sweetness still on your skin from the bath you'd taken last night, the smell of your soap still lingering on you along with a whiff of his own deod and cologne, that's on his tshirt.
it makes his cock go harder still, and he groans, lifting his hips up a little to meet your clothed pussy, giggling at the moan the contact pulls from you. "miss this pussy," he whispers, hot on your neck. "let me have it?"
"'s all yours," you tell him, hands fumbling to grab onto his shoulders, his heavy biceps, trying to maintain balance as he rocks you up and down, the friction of his cock on your clit getting harder and harder as he slowly, steadily increases his pace. "just—take it already, baby."
"so impatient," hinata coos, eyes bright as they watch your face, smiling and landing a kiss on your chin when you give him a scowl. "baby's been needy for me, huh?"
"yes," you gasp, as he finally gets one hand between your legs, pulling aside your panties and resting the fat tip of his cock at your entrance. it's hot, how he's teasing your folds with his length, taking it in his fist and running his head up 'n down your slit, making you go all wet and messy within minutes. "yes, please, you're never home anymore."
"aw, baby, dont say that :(" he mumbles, letting go of his cock — which of course, ellicits an indignant keen from you — to grab the back of your neck instead, bringing you close to touch his forehead against yours. "i'm sorry 'bout that, alright? promise i'll be with you every second of every day, once the season's out. we'll go on vacation together."
"wherever i want?" your lashes flutter as you look down, wishing he didnt have one hand cupped around your ass, holding you up, so you couldnt sink down on his cock just yet, despite how badly you wanted to.
"wherever you want." he promises, and kisses you, the taste of your sleep mingling with eachother as he finally slips his cock into your cunt, and his mouth parts against yours to let out a whispered curse.
fuck, his cock is so thick — so fat and heavy as it slides in through your entrance, stretching out your gummy, velvet walls and moulding you to the shape of it instantly, as he bottoms out; the feeling of being stuffed so full and well is new all over again, after having missed it for over a whole damn week.
the stretch is so, so good. "ah— shoyo!"
"i've got you, sunshine." he sighs, giving you an experimental cant of his hips up, nudging his cock in even deeper, and you moan, falling into him as you struggle to adjust to him all at once. "fuck, s' tight. gonna make me cum within minutes, arent you?"
"hhh— slow, slow." you gasp, lips against the shell of his ear as one of your hands climb up to tangle through the bright, fiery curls of his hair. "cant take s'much like this."
"you'll be fine," he squeezes at your ass, before giving the soft flesh a slap — it's hardly any of his spiker's strength, but it still makes you flinch, still makes the plush skin burn. "haah! shoyo, fuck!"
he laughs, the sound so sweet in contrast to the sudden change in how he's fucking up into you—
tightening his hold on your body, he starts a faster pace, every thrust of his thick cock into your cunt making your pussy squelch, making you gasp with how he knocks the air from your lungs with his strength. "told me this pussy's all mine, mhm, baby? let me fuck it how i want."
your nails dig little crescent shapes into the tan, rosy skin of his shoulders, a part of your mind wondering how the hell hinata can so easily switch from slowly grinding his hard-on against your clothed clit to bouncing you up and down on his lap like this — fucking you senseless right after you'd both woken up, so early in the morning that the sun is barely off the horizon yet.
"hah, shit," he moans, voice both raspy and pitchy at the same time, tilting his head back as his movements get desperate. "g'na cum, baby, g'na cum."
he's hot against you, sweat glistening across his pectorals as his chest rises and falls with the depth of his breathing, thighs slick with your wetness as you drip down on him, embarrassingly wet—
then, he tilts his body in and makes you lean into him, grabs you by the back of your neck once more so he can pull you into a kiss, steamy and sloppy with unfiltered need — "cumming, baby," he groans, voice hoarse with pleasure. "g'na fill you all up— fuck."
and as he cums, painting your walls in thick, warm white, he slams into you hard enough to push you over the edge with him.
his drooling tip hits your favourite spot, and when he knows he's found it by your moan, he rolls his hips up, hitting it again and again as he leaks cum into you, the excess dripping out and smearing your thighs and his.
"cum with me, sweetheart," hinata breathes, and you do.
you cum, the clench and flutter of your pussy around his cock so tight, sucking him in all the way with his next sloppy thrust upwards — so tight, hugging him so well, it's like your pussy's telling him to stay with you, like your pussy never wants to let him go.
"fuck, baby." he hisses through gritted teeth, though you haven't said anything, and captures your lips in another messy kiss.
he watches the stars in your eyes, the blissed out expression you wear, and groans, "don't wanna ever fuckin' let you go, either."
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RETRIBUTION — r.c
pairing rafe cameron x fem!reader
summary rafe finds you in an interesting position when he comes home early from a work trip.
warnings 18+, masturbation, pillow humping, use of a vibrator, unprotected sex, oral sex (fem. receiving), spanking, edging, overstimulation, a smidge of dacryphilia, creampie, language
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"oh, shit," you whined, grinding further into the pillow you were riding.
you had been testing yourself for the past hour, seeing how many times you could bring yourself onto the brink of release without actually falling over the edge because you knew the reward at the end would be spectacular. and with rafe away on business for cameron development, this was the closest you could get to feeling the way only he could make you feel.
sure, rafe had rules when it came to you touching yourself. but rafe wasn't here, and you were craving a release almost as much as you were craving him.
you couldn't take it any longer.
as you continued gyrating your hips against the pillow, you felt your release creeping up on you. you kept going, letting yourself inch closer and closer to it. and just as you reached the edge, your movements ceased. you felt your walls clench as you clamped down around nothing, your body feeling the loss of your orgasm.
as your chest heaved, your eyes trailed over to your bedside table, and an idea sparked in your head. you bit your lip as you pondered on how much pleasure you could add to your experience if you decided to bring your vibrator out to play. it was hidden in your nightstand, only allowed for use when rafe said so.
but alas, he wasn't here. and you needed this.
you smiled cheekily to yourself, reaching over and opening the drawer. you pulled the device out, turning it on and feeling it buzz in your hands. your clit throbbed, and you placed it atop the pillow that rested underneath your core. you lowered yourself onto it, feeling yourself jump as it fluttered against your aching clit. you started to roll your hips against the toy and the pillow beneath you, the gratification of its quivering flow through you.
your clit was already so sensitive, all it would take was a mere flick in the right spot to make you unravel, but you couldn't let yourself go just yet. you rolled your hips over and over, letting the pleasant feeling flow through you. you grabbed your tits, squeezing them as you felt the burning in your core begin to build up.
"ah," you moaned, your pitch climbing up a few octaves as you felt your high beginning to take over. you let yourself fall over the edge this time, the feeling crashing over you so harshly that it overtook your entire body. your hips jutted, and your hands roamed all over your body as you repeatedly jerked your hips against the device and your arousal-coated pillow. "fuuuck," you dragged out, allowing yourself to let the long-awaited climax finish washing over you.
you let yourself come down, removing the toy from under you as you gasped for air.
"am i interrupting?" rafe asks from his place at the bedroom doorway.
your head whipped around, your body still and your eyes wide as your eyes trailed over his sharp features. he was sporting an already large bulge in the slacks of his suit, so large that it was impossible not to notice. he was so turned on from watching you let yourself cum, and you wanted to tease him for it. however, you were now caught in the act, and you knew you were in trouble.
"rafe...i— i didn't think you'd be home so soon."
"decided to shorten my trip and surprise my girl. little did i know that you'd be the one to surprise me."
he began to approach you, dress shoes clacking against the hardwood floor as he made his way over to the bed. "this what you do, baby? you make yourself cum while i'm not around so that you can go all ten rounds with me?"
"baby—"
"shhh, princess. i don't wanna hear it," he cooed mockingly, cradling your face with one hand. his thumb stroked your bottom lip as his gaze zoned in on yours. "i thought we established that you don't get to touch yourself unless i say so?"
"we did, but i just...i missed you so much, baby. missed your touch, i needed to cum," you replied, an apologetic look gracing itself over your features. " i promise i would've kept our promise if i knew you were on your way back to me."
he nodded, "sure you would've. but you know i can't let this slide, right baby?" he questioned, his thumb and forefinger curling around your chin to keep your sight on him. " i mean, don't get me wrong, watching you make yourself cum was sexy as hell, but you still need to be punished for disobeying me."
rafe's hands found his tie, and he loosened it from the collar of his dress shirt after shrugging his jacket off. "turn around for me."
you obeyed, your heart pounding as you turned your body around to face the wall that your shared headboard rested against. rafe grabbed each of your hands and used his tie to secure them behind your back.
"you've been a bad girl, baby," he began, his hand pressing down on your spine in an attempt to get you to arch your back. your bare breasts bulged as they pressed against the mattress beneath you, your cleavage now exaggerated from the position you were in. "it's only right that i make you regret not listening to me."
from your peripheral view, you watched as rafe picked up the small, hot pink device that you had previously cast aside after your climax. "i guess she's all charged up, huh?"
you nodded, eyes still fixated on the erotic gadget.
"good. i'll be sure to put her to use."
you felt rafe lean off of the bed, and soon, you came to realize that he was ridding himself of all his clothing. his belt buckle clinked as it hit the floor, and the sound of the rest of the fabrics landed on it as well.
you felt the mattress dip as he climbed back onto the bed. rafe's hands found purchase at your ass, spreading your cheeks to get a good look at your core. it was still wet as your arousal was heightening. his hand raised up and smacked your ass, and you gasped at the sting as he kneaded it out.
although you would never admit it aloud, being controlled and bent into rafe's will — literally — affected you in ways you never thought possible. he thrived off of being in a position of power, and it was no different whenever the two of you were in the bedroom.
"so fucking needy you couldn't wait for daddy, huh?" he questioned. "fuck, baby. i'm going to ruin you."
rafe spat onto his hand and let himself lube his hard cock up, stroking it as he brought his tip to probe your entrance. he pushed in ever so slightly as a silent warning before bottoming out faster than you could blink.
he smirked when he heard the gasp that escaped your lips, one hand finding the back of your neck and the other wrapping around your restrained wrists for leverage. "i hope you're ready, sweetheart. by the end of this, you're going to be begging me to stop. and to be honest, i don't know if i'll grant your wish."
rafe started to move his hips unforgivingly, each thrust a hushed scolding for your mischievous behaviour. he yanked you back again and again to meet his movements, pulling a plethora of yelps from your mouth as his cock jammed into you.
you were so fucking full, his thick cock stretching you out around him. the combination of the slight burn from him splitting you open mixed with the harshness that drove his actions was almost savoury. you bit down on the sheets below you as you tried to gain some sense of your own control before rafe took notice and yanked your head back and deepened the arch in your spine.
"nice try, baby. i wanna hear you scream for me," he grunted, pounding into you harder. "tell daddy how good he's making you feel." when you failed to answer, his hand slid around to the front of your neck and squeezed. "i don't hear anything. you'd do well to behave, sweet girl."
you granted his request, letting out a loud, strangled moan as he fucked you like he hated you. if you were unaware of how much he adored you, you'd definitely believe that he despised you beyond measure.
the skin where the two of you constantly collided was red, stinging slightly as he let his punishing mood drive his actions. every added thrust spurred that same pain on, but the pleasure his cock was adding on top of it was a heavenly concoction, and you couldn't bring yourself to care.
rafe's hand released your neck and reached for the vibrator you had long forgotten. he switched it onto the highest setting while he continued on with his ramming. he brought his hand underneath you and pressed the toy right up on your clit.
"rafe!" you exclaimed, the intense sensation shocking you to your core — no pun intended. the vibrations spread throughout your body as the merciless pummelling inched you closer to your orgasm. you began to clamp down on him tightly as your moans grew higher in pitch, a surefire signal that you were about to cum.
but rafe wasn't going to let you cum all that easily. not when you misbehaved.
he pulled out and removed the toy from you just as you were about to fall over the edge, and you instantly whined at the loss of him inside you. your clit throbbed harshly as it mourned your abandoned climax.
"did you really think i was gonna reward you for being a bad girl? think again, baby. we're just getting started."
he turned the vibrator on once again, trailing it from your entrance back to your clit. he kept it pressed there firmly, watching your body quiver each time he increased the intensity.
you tried to keep your composure, but you couldn't. your legs writhed around beneath you until rafe grabbed a hold of your ankles. he held them together, now restraining all of your limbs. his grip was firm, ensuring you couldn't move or run away from him.
"baby—"
"no. no running, princess. and no cumming unless i tell you to. you won't wanna see what happens if you disobey me again," he told you.
your breath hitched as you tried to prevent your fast-approaching orgasm from erupting. as badly as you wanted it, you knew you'd live to regret it if you failed to listen.
abruptly, rafe pulled the toy away and slammed back inside you. he instantly picked up a merciless pace again as if he was chastising you. and he was. "i can feel how badly your pussy wants to cum, baby. that only makes me want to push her more, see how far she can go. what do you think about that?"
honestly? you wanted to cry. rafe was all around you. his skin, his scent, his cock. there was little room to focus on anything else. and with his arduous fucking, you really couldn't.
he smacked your ass again, even harsher than before. you yelped, and he smirked to himself from behind you, "i didn't hear an answer."
"rafe, i'm sorry. fuck, i'll never do it again. please, please, please let me cum. can't hold it anymore," you pleaded, hoping he would give in. you knew it made him crazy when you begged, so you tried your luck. but your attempt was misguided.
rafe pulled out once again, "that's just too fucking bad, baby."
you craned your head around to look at him, tears welling up in your eyes as you sulked at him.
"aw, look at you," he mocked, giving you a mocking pout. he reached down, his thumb gently swiping underneath your eye to catch a stray tear. "you're so pretty when you cry, princess. making my dick so fucking hard. he's twitching for you, you feel that?" he asked, pressing his cock to your entrance once again.
before you could respond, he pushed inside of you. he started off slow, rolling his hips nice and deep into you. his cock kneading your walls magically. you felt the ecstasy everywhere. the tips of your fingers and toes, your limbs, hell, you could feel him in your chest. it was almost as if he was trying to soothe you.
but then he wasn't. his hands gripped your hips tightly, squeezing the flesh hard as he started to fuck you harder. his skin smacked against yours, so loudly that it echoed around the large bedroom you two shared. you were soaking him shamefully, though he hadn't allowed you to cum yet. if you had room for any other emotion at that moment, you'd feel ashamed. embarrassed, even. but at that moment, for lack of better terms, you couldn't give a fuck.
you felt the fire igniting in the pit of your stomach again, tears streaming down your face. you turned to look at rafe once more, this time with full-on sobs racking throughout your body as you whimpered at his cock prodding your cervix relentlessly.
"rafe, baby. i-i need to cum. i can't," you cried, the pleasure so overwhelming it was on the brink of being painful.
he nodded at you, granting you your wish, finally. "alright. let me have it, baby. soak my fucking cock. you wanna make daddy proud, don't you?"
that was all you needed to hear before you unravelled with a near-scream. you instantly felt relief as your walls clenched rafe's cock so hard it made it almost difficult for him to keep moving. he groaned as you did so, throwing his head back as you squeezed the life out of his dick. your release set his off, and soon you felt the warmth as he came inside of you, painting the inside of you.
"shit, baby. love this pussy so goddamn much," he grunted as his hips began to stutter.
rafe slowly pulled out of you, and your body went limp. you struggled to catch your breath as you laid there. you felt rafe undo the tie that had previously secured your hands, and he massaged your wrists to relieve some of the red marks from his tie. he helped you turn onto your back slowly.
"you still with me?" he asked, spreading your legs with his palms as he tugged your core to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees.
"mhm," you hummed incoherently, and he chuckled.
"let's see if that changes," he said, and you felt him start to lap at your core. his tongue licked a stripe up from your entrance to your overly-sensitive bundle of nerves. you cried out when he wrapped his lips around it, sucking tightly.
"rafe. no," you whined, shaking your head as you shut your eyes, "i can't. seriously."
"you were so good for me, though, baby. i want one more from you," he spoke, pulling away from you. his fingers found the nifty little gadget and switched it on. he sank it into you slowly, feeling your hips buck when he did so, and he returned to your clit, giving it attention once more.
his suction-like grip on your clit made you start to cry again. it was so hard to keep it together, especially when you were so tender from rafe's punishment. each time his tongue swirled around and flicked at your most sensitive spot, you jumped slightly. that, along with the vibrating sensation inside of you let you erupt quickly, and your juices released all over rafe's mouth and chin.
he removed the toy from you, and he lapped at your core again, cleaning you up. he kissed your pussy as soothingly as he could as his hands kneaded the plush flesh of your thighs.
"rafe," you wept, your hands finding his on your skin.
he got up, climbing on top of you so he could kiss you. when he did, it was soft and filled with love, unlike his rough actions when he fucked you. he peppered them all over your face, cradling your jaw as he did so.
when you opened your eyes, he was grinning down at you like an idiot.
"don't get any ideas. i'm wiped. i don't even think i can move," you breathed.
"i'm not. i just...fuck, baby. i missed you," he responded, his thumb stroking your jawline. "what do you say i run us a bath? we can stay in there as long as you want."
you nodded, and he pecked your lips before getting up and making his way to the bathroom. you lifted your head, watching the man you loved walk away from you. you dropped your head back down on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling.
you might have just gotten punished, but you were feeling on top of the world.
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Cramps
Bakugou x fem reader x Kirishima
When you're on your period how do your boyfriends treat you
Your boyfriends baby you a lot more when you're on your period. Kiri has always been really supportive and doting when you were on your period, but it took Katsuki a while for him to get to that stage.
They're really loving. They give you massages, do your household chores for you while you stay in bed, serve you food in bed, and cuddle you. Sometimes one of them stays with you while the other one goes to buy your pad/tampons and favorite snacks. Neither of them have any shame, they know what they're doing, and they love you. Whatever makes baby happy.
Cramps are pretty common. Kirishima gets so sad seeing you suffering and knowing that this happens to you on a basis. Katsuki hates seeing you hurt and if cramps were a person, he would destroy them! Unfortunately, this is one of those times when you have the worst cramps of the year.
Kirishima and you come home early from hero work and as you two walk in your apartment Kiri is already picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom.
You groan in pain you've been cramping like this all day at work. They didn't start until midday at work, had they started earlier Kirishima and Bakugou would have just forced you to stay at home.
Kirishima upon hearing you holds you closer to his chest "Shhh its ok baby. I've got you." he says giving you a kiss on your forehead.
You smile "Thank you Kiri" you say lovingly and nuzzle into his chest.
You arrive to the room and Kirishima sets you down on the bed. He turns on the TV and asks what you want to watch and puts on whatever it is you want. He quickly goes the pantry to get snacks and then comes back to take care of you.
Everything was going well for that hour. He was holding you, occasionally feeding you your favorite chips and then suddenly you feel the biggest stab in your crotch area. You yelp and Kirishima gets worried "Baby! Are you alright?"
You try to smile and tell him "Yeah. Don't worry love. I'm alright." your voice being a little shaky which makes Kiri pout.
He goes in to kiss your lips and then says "Aww my love its ok. I'll be here the whole time holding you. Ok baby?" You smile and respond "Ok". God how cute can your boyfriend get?
You both enjoy that little moment and hear something at the bedroom door causing you both to turn to see. Bakugou is standing there looking at you with concern on his face.
"Cramps baby?" Bakugou asks not breaking eye contact with you. You only let out a weak "yeah" and nuzzle Kirishima's chest again.
Alright that's it, Bakugou doesn't even change out of his hero outfit he only takes off his bracers and heads to the kitchen to cook you your favorite food. He cooks a little impatient, he just wants to hurry up and take your food to you so you can feel better. Time later he finishes and can finally bring your food to you.
He enters the bedroom and see's Kirishima still holding you with the blanket around both of you. Bakugou sits next to you both and talks to you "Here baby. You need to eat." he says, and you see he made (f/f) causing you bounce in excitement. Kiri awes at your cuteness and Bakugou smiles softly at it. Katsuki begins to feed you. It tastes amazing, your boyfriend has always been a natural chef. He continues feeding you and also feeds Kirishima a bit and then soon you finish eating.
Later that night after all of you got cleaned together (Bakugou and Kirishima taking care of you the whole time) the three of you head to bed. Bakugou gives you your pain relief pill and Kiri holds your water ready for you. They watch you swallow your pill like a champ and congratulate you. You boyfriends are so cute and caring, what did you do to deserve them?
You were the middle spoon that night, they gave you your goodnight kiss and you theirs. They fell asleep content knowing you were feeling better.
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Clingy|| Pablo Gavi
Summary: In which there is a little misunderstanding.
Warnings: Cursing?
Genre: A little angst but fluff in the end❤️
Requested?: Yes/No
(Not my gif, all credits too the owner)
She stood in the hallway, having just come home from a shopping spree with mikky and Katrine (frenkie and christensen's girls) as she heard three familiar voices. Her boyfriend and her two older brothers.
"No you don't understand, she's so fucking clingy, it's so annoying!" Gavi explained obviously irritated
"But she's not here any longer" Pedri replied trying too ease his friend.
"Luckily she's out now"
Her eyes stung with tears, how could he say that?
"I can't even go too the bathroom without her being there, she's following me everywhere I go"
The tears fell from her eyes. Yes sometimes she was in the bathroom with him but only cause she was there first and was doing her skincare while he was doing whatever he had too do.
"And don't get me started on the stupid fucking attention seeking, for fuck sakes she does everything too get attention" He groaned, making Pedri and fer laugh.
Did he not love her? Why was he saying this about her? She couldn't be that annoying could she? Even her own brothers was agreeing with him. The two that swore too love and protect her from the day she was born just betrayed her right on the spot.
How was she supposed too get her charger that was literally in the living room with them??? She didn't want too see them one bit, but she had too get her charger, her phone was at 10%!
She pulled the hood of her/his grey hoodie over her head. Her dark brown curly hair falling down.
She walked into the living room and saw the three boys sitting on the couch, the tv on in the background. They must've noticed her presence.
"Hi mi amor, did you have fun?" Gavi smiled, thinking she was going too sit down with them. Pedri and fer also said hi too their little sister.
"Hi, yeah, Uhm I'm just going too go to bed" She said when she saw the charger, she quickly grabbed it as Gavi began talking again
"This early?" Gavi questioned, obviously noticing something was off.
"It's like 7:54?" Pedri jumped in also noticing something was off with his little sister
"Yeah I'm pretty tiered, night" She said about too walk upstairs
"Come here amor" Gavi said, she slowly walked up too him. Gavi reached his hand up and put it on her forehead trying too feel if she was Ill.
"Are you sure you're feeling okey?" He asked taking his hand off her forehead not feeling anything.
"I'm sure" she confirmed.
"Okey, just tell me if you're not feeling well" Gavi said a bit concerned
"Yeah"
He motioned for her too bend down a little which she did, and he gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She felt her eyes becoming glossy.
"Night" she said leaving the three boys oddly confused. The three shared a look. Usually she would've at least given her two brothers a hug.
She just walked upstairs, and straight into their bedroom, she closed the door and let a sob escape.
She didn't even bother changing she just laid down on the bed pulling the duvet up too her chin.
The tears continued falling as more sobs escaped her mouth, being muffled by the pillow.
Meanwhile downstairs.
"Yeah we’ll leave so you can check on her" Pedri said getting up while Gavi nodded.
"Update me" fer said as the two left.
Gavi immediately locked the door and went straight upstairs. He quietly opened the bedroom door in case she actually was sleeping . He could immediately see her body shaking with sobs.
His heart broke seeing her like this.
He walked over too the bed.
"Mi princesa, what's wrong?" He asked sitting down on the side of the bed.
She turned around, exposing her tear stained cheeks.
"Aw mi amor come here" he leaned down pulling her into his arms.
"You're okey, shhh, it's all gonna be okay" He whispered.
"It hurts" She mumbled into his chest
"What hurts?"
She didn't answer because what really hurt was her heart. It was sort of an aching feeling.
“Anjo, who hurt you?" He asked her pulling her head out from his chest gently
"Was it something that happened when you were with your friends?" He knew he had too come with suggestions, she wasn't gonna say it straight out.
"Mh mh" she shook her head
"Was it after you came home?"
She nodded.
"What happened then princesa? Was it something I did?" He asked and she nodded.
"I'm not sure I did anything too upset you"
"Heard you" she mumbled
"Heard me?" He questioned confused.
"I'm too clingy" She mumbled.
"Clingy...?"
He thought for a second and quickly connected the dots together.
“oh mi amor, we weren't talking about you. Im sorry if it sounded like that, but I could never talk about you like that" "We were talking about coco" He explained softly. Coco was a cat they had too babysit for a few days
"You know how clingy she was"
She felt her cheeks heat up by embarrassment.
"Sorry-"
"No don't say sorry, I understand that it might've sounded like that, but I hope you know I would never talk about you like that. You don't have too be embarrassed or anything. I love you and would never talk about you like that"
"It just hurt because it was my brothers too, and it really sounded like you were talking about me" She bit her lip, an old habit she had.
"Not me nor your brothers, would talk about you like that, I hope you know that. We love you too much" he kissed her forehead making her smile a little.
He pulled her in closer if even possible.
"I love you mi princesita" he kissed her lips.
"I love you too" she mumbled into the kiss.
“You wanna watch something? We can continue watching that series you liked if you want too?” He questioned looking up into her beautiful brown eyes, the ones she hated but he loved.
She nodded her head at his suggestion. He turned on the tv in their room and held her in his arms as he found the show. Her head laid comfortably on his chest as his fingers ran through her soft, silky hair.
His soft touch made her sleepy, but she wanted too stay awake and watch the series so she fought too keep her eyes open.
“Go too sleep nena..we can finish it another time” He whispered kissing her head as she fell asleep peacefully in his arms
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Buck: Morning, babygirl
Eddie, yawning: Morning. You're up early?
Buck: It's a special day
Eddie: A special day? Wait, what did I forget? Is it our anniversary? Is it your birthday? Is it MY birthday?
Buck: Shhh... Calm down. It's none of that. It's the 7th anniversary of the first time we met.
Eddie, pouting: You remember that?
Buck: Heck yeah, I do. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you
Eddie: Liar. You hated me.
Buck: I was pretending to hate you.
Eddie: You're such a liar. You hated my guts.
Buck, kissing him: Okay, maybe I hated you a little. But I love you now and that's what's important
Eddie: Nah, you hated me for half a day and I'm gonna hold that over your head for the rest of our lives.
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Linked Universe / GN!Reader - Random Headcanons abt the Chain! :)
Part 1 / Part 2 (ur here!) / Part 3
Sun: Reader (you/they/them)
Orbit: Headcanons-ish
Stars: Hyrule, Time, Fierce Deity, Twilight, Warriors
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: light cussing, & Trigger Warnings: none known.
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Hyrule (The Legend of Zelda - OG game, Zelda II: Adventures of Link):
Lost easily, obviously, you know this
What you didnt know was that its very easy to get lost with him
Bc he's so excited/curious for new sights he doesnt give any fucks abt where he is, so it devolves into that "wait, I thought YOU were leading us there?? Then where tf are we??!!" very quickly
Does feel bad he stressed u out smtimes but he somehow manages to get into such wild shit that Hyrule's kinda preoccupied being confused/amazed/finding his way out, or any combo of these situations (once again, usually with you unfortunately)
Is the luckiest when it comes to getting lost or anything to do with "natural" things
Like he heard u rlly like this one fruit? Accidentally gets lost all day and panics all the Links + You until he shows up at midnight with a shirtful of them
("I found a few fruit trees/plants in the woods while wandering! I tried to grab a few for you and before I knew it, it was dark, sorry...")
Likes learning little skills from other people, like learning how to do makeup from Legend, or how to spot collections of rupees the Minish have left somewhere from Four, or how walk on any terrain from Wind (good at walking on a ship, on land, climbing etc)
More of a "sunset" hiker than a "sunrise" one
Likes to do your hair! Whether that be braiding, putting accessories (he handmade shhh) thruout it, or helping with hair maintenance, likes how strangely intimate but domestic it feels together with you (u return the favor ofc)
(All the other heroes are looking at you both like kicked puppies jfcccc🙄)
Time (Ocarina of Time, Majora's Mask):
Gets anxious if he's late to things, likes being fashionably early (or ungodly, when u let him get away with it)
Has absolutely been that meme from Parks and Recreation where he's like "Alright. I'm not mad, I just wanna know. Who broke it?"
(Abt the coffee pot for the camp)
Knowing full and well-
"I broke it. It burnt my coffee for the 3rd morning in a row, so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a moblin head on a stick. ...good. It was getting a little chummy around here."
MF LOVES GOSSIP (wouldn't admit this even at swordpoint)
Wars has absolutely been the person in the meme of:
Wars: "...why would you tell me this??"
Time: "Bc no one will ever believe you."
Wars: ...😦
Has a resting bitch face and knows it, actively cultivates it, scary dog privileges for you,
Type to take ur side in whatever situation ur in, even when Time has no idea whats going on, always, without question <3
The same height as First, (Twi's a close 2nd), and feels most secure when the 3 of you are at the front of the group, but First/Time are slightly in front of you
Like ur literally the person walking their 2 huge scary doobermans/mastiffs one leash in each hand basically 💀
(Once again, Link is deeply comforted by ur voice just over his shoulder/just hearing u even without seeing you)
Very subtly sarcastic, u dont even know he made a dig at you until 3-5 business days later
Likes ur sarcasm more than anyone else's in the group, or even his own lol
Fierce Deity (Majora's Mask):
Likes music, any music (amused at drunk karaoke)
Casually cradles ur arms or back whenever ur falling asleep/tripping/being clumsy near him
Very warm and smoothed calloused hands
Thinks abt what he's about to say so hard/long, that the conversation's moved on by like, 3 rounds/subject changes by the time he's actually ready to talk
Scolds ppl (in like a sentence) who neglect their needs, like sleeping/eating/hygiene
Finds peace in nature, if hes ever upset, u can bet he's already taking a walk by a stream
Likes teaching u/other Links little skills he has, its nice to feel appreciated/needed for something other than fighting or big moments
He falls in love with small moments, like the first time u made them all a dessert recipe from ur world, or repaired First's scarf (for the millioneth time) and bc everyone had gotten their clothes scratched up, everyone needed repairs so most Links were sewing smth lol
Enjoys watching ppl experience smth for the first time, or even himself exp smth for first time
Fierce smiled fully for the first time when you got into the mountain hot springs in Wild's Hyrule for the first time and were super excited
Also the type to hold ur hand while stepping in to make sure u dont fall, or just subtly boost a Link that was abt to fall from climbing smth
Like for being the tallest, he's surprisingly sneaky, the energy of the biggest cat in the house yet somehow also the quietest
Does that thing where someone takes ur hand and like massages ur fingers, palm, wrist and shakes them out kinda for you <3
Twilight (Twilight Princess):
Trips UP the stairs.
Cold start LMAO
ok ill be nice to him,, sike
Easy to bully?? U mean that kindly, he's just such a golden retriever sometimes u cant help urself (tho u make sure to reign it in and not take advantage of it so as not to genuninely hurt him)
Lol likes to "herd" his favorite people, like those dogs livestock farmers have u kno that they say end up herding their owners/their family lol
Like making subtle circles around the Chain, wrapping an arm around Hyrule and teasing him to quietly bring him back into the group before he gets lost,
Tugs on Time's armor to slow him down, mf may be in armor head to toe but he'll outpace all of u 💀
Likes to put his hand on ur lower back to guide u back into the group from whatever scenic thing u got distracted by
(so sue you, ur literally in The Legend of Zelda's Hyrule, surrounded by pretty blondes, why tf wouldnt you be distracted all the time??)
The only time he doesnt herd actively is in Ordon, just subconciously lol <3
Terrible sleep schedule, but sleeps like the dead when he does, has collapsed with a limb on top of you and u couldnt escape
Hard time waking up in the morning despite being country boy, who usually have to do chores first thing in morning on a farm
hates/envious of Wild (up at 5am even on days off?? Foul.)
Runs warm, but complains abt a slight breeze?
Would sleep with no covers if it werent for morning dew
Wishes cats liked him more (its the wolf smell)
Twi has the constant energy of a tall person carefully maneuvering around cluttered/low doorways while someone a head shorter runs by him and bounces off of him
U get onto/scold the Links and he's immediately the first to just sit on the ground, or put down whatever he's holding no matter what he's doing LMAO 😭😭
Keeps his eyes on u too the whole time lol
Warriors (Hyrule Warriors):
Cries over romance novels/dramas
A virgo in all stereotypes of the word tbh
Invented the red-string conspiracy theory board before the red-string conspiracy board existed in Hyrule
Also likes to take care of your hair! (What?? He and 'Rulie don't fight over ur hair, that'd be childish, he's not a foolish boy- Hyrule, hand over the brush.👹)
Remembers the little things abt u type of person, like ur favorite drink, ur favorite stories like tv shows/books even if theyre from ur world, ur favorite clothing pieces like shorts vs. pants, etc.
The only Link who can single handedly claim he could take your closet and dress you in something you'd actually wear.
Honestly once he got the hang of it, would get better at dressing you, than you
(Another domestic thing he adores, picking outfits for u/finding that perfect piece of clothing you've been needing lately)
Born to night-owl, forced to morning-bird 😔
Wars wakes up stiff sometimes bc soldier training is sleeping on ur back, hands to ur sides, laying straight in ur bed, so as to fit into bunks/bedrolls close together
It got better as he was promoted to Captain, so he could have his own quarters but its still a hard habit to shake
One of the few Links who works up the courage to genuinely pitfully ask if you'd mind massaging his shoulders again? He slept badly last night, please?? 🥺👉👈
(Ur so weak for pathetic hurting pretty blonde twinks lol)
The most lowkey abt taking care of Chain, but u make sure to take care of him as a gift back, and you've definitely caught him tearing up abt it 💖
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Debated writing smth else first but figured this was easy and short and i started it first so youll have to wait like one more post before more Masc Reader stuff guys 😔
Dw its coming, i havent abandoned u my homies out there 🫂
Let me know what u think in the comments of my slight characterizations here!
Im struggling to conceptualize their personalities so thats acc part of why i started to write smaller stuff like this first! :)
Peace out,
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