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Can i request a Mattheo Theo and(or, how many u feel like writing) enzo with an older gf maybe like a girl who'd walk em like a dog and in a second they're like "Yes maam whatever you say🧎‍♂️" byw love ur writing I'm obsessed with ur works!!

I kinda wasn't taking request, but I suck at saying no and I just kinda felt like writing this. This is just short and quick, but it was a really fun idea. I gave it a bit more of a specific context, I hope you don't mind. Thank you so much for sending this my way. I hope you like it, bc I really loved your idea. I wrote this in like an hour or so, let me know if you spot any errors. Also currently 2k+ words into a very fluffy muffin coded Mattheo piece. So this is more like a suggestive snack. Enjoy my dears!

Warning: suggestive

I added a part two.

Whipped for their tutor

Mattheo

Mattheo had been skipping too many classes and his latest test had reduced Mcgonagall to tears, so it was tutoring sessions or no quidditch for the rest of the year. So here he was waiting outside of the transfiguration's classroom as the professor informed his tutor on all the material he needed to catch up with. The list was really long and Mattheo was starting to get embarrassed. Especially when he heard the professor refer to his latest test. He really wasn't stupid, he just neglected his studies for a bite too long.

He heard chairs shuffle and moved away from the door. The door opened and Mattheo's mouth almost fell open. You've got to be kidding me. (y/n). Fuck. Everyone at Hogwarts had a crush on you and in Mattheo's case it wasn't just an innocent crush. No, the thoughts he had about you were far from innocent. Professor Mcgonagall's voice pulled Mattheo out of his trance. "Mister Riddle, this is miss (y/l/n), she'll try to save your grade."

You smiled at Mattheo as he nodded at the professor's words. He was cute you couldn't deny that, but seriously the staring was obvious. When the professor left you two alone Mattheo chuckled nervously making you roll your eyes. Wasn't Mattheo Riddle supposed to be a big bad boy? You turn on your heels. "Follow me, I reserved us a classroom." Your voice is sweet and Mattheo feels himself heat up to an unhealthy degree. Yes, mommy. He stares at your ass for a second and then quickly walks after you.

"Mattheo Riddle." Mattheo introducing himself when he catches up with you and you smirk, before licking your bottom lip. "Oh, I know who you are." Mattheo smirks, feeling confident a his reputation. "I've also seen your grades." Mattheo's smug smile drops and he falls silent for a moment. You open the door to an empty classroom and enter, walking over to a table to lay your books on. "I'm actually not stupid." Mattheo finally manages to say and you look up as you organize your books. When you don't say anything he walks closer. "I just didn't work hard enough." He explains and you sit down. "Well, I guess I'm just here to make sure you work for it this time." You tilt your head and watch him almost drool.

"Sit." Mattheo nods and complies. Nothing left of this bad boy. He reaches for his books. "You should start with summarizing chapters 3 to 6." Mattheo huffs. "I never make summaries, I'll just read it over." You lean a little closer and rest a hand on his thigh, making him almost gulp at you touch. "Matty, be a good boy and summarize chapter 3 to 6 for me." Your lips near his ear have his dick twitch in his pants and if your hand would move even an inch you would feel it. Mattheo can't remember the last time he's blushed, but right now his face is reddening as he stares at his book. Slowly he moves his eyes, first to your half opened blouse and then to your perfect lips. "Yes, ma'am." Is all the notorious Mattheo Riddle can say before he opens his books and starts doing the work.

Theodore

He was late and hearing from the laughter in the hallway, he wasn't in a hurry. "That Gryffindor goat just failed me bc she hates Slytherins." You roll your eyes at Theodore's arrogant voice echoing through the hallway, approaching the classroom you were supposed to meet at half an hour ago. "Can't believe you're stuck with a tutor, mate." Mattheo chuckled and you focus on Theodore's test in your hands. "I know, I probably can teach them more than they can teach me." Theo laughs as he opens the door and you tilt your head with a cheeky smile on your lips. "I doubt that." Is all you say and Theodore stares up and down your figure as you sat so elegantly and perfectly. Mattheo stands behind his friend mouth hanging.

"I might need some tutoring as well." Mattheo says his voice squeaky, making him look down in embarrassment. "No doubt, but this session is reserved for Theodore. I can call you Theodore, right?" There's a teasing tone to your voice but both boys are too enchanted by you to notice. "Anything." Theodore breathes as he takes a few steps towards the table you were sitting at. "Mattheo." You say looking past Theo. "You can close the door." Mattheo smiles bright as you say his name and does as you say, only once outside he realizes how foolish he must've looked.

Theodore was now alone left at your mercy. "Are you just gonna stand there?" Theo shakes his head and smiles like a love struck puppy. You were the hottest and most unreachable girl at Hogwarts and now he got to sit next to you, smell your perfume and take in your perfect features from up close. "I don't actually need tutoring." Theo said with a half smirk on his lips, faking confidence. "Your latest test says otherwise." You move the piece of parchment over the table towards the Slytherin, who's immediately flustered. He really doesn't need his dream girl thinking he's stupid. "I say we start by correcting the mistakes you made and filling in the blanks you left." Theodore chuckles, he really didn't want you of all people to tutor him like he was a little boy. He needed to you see him as a man for far from innocent reasons. "I don't think that's necessary." Theodore protests.

You scoot a little closer to him and lay your hand on his thigh, gently moving between his legs. An unsteady breath leaves his parted lips. You owned him and you both knew it. "Don't be like that Theo, just do the work... for me." Another breath leaves his lips and he reaches for his quill, like a good boy. Cute and whipped, exactly how I like them.

Enzo

It wasn't even his fault. Mattheo and Theodore had gotten him high and he had written the word 'soup' as an answer to every question. Now he had to skip quidditch training to go hang with this tutor. With his hands in his pockets he entered the library, scanning the room for his appointed tutor. That's when he saw you. Gods, you were a view. He smiled, immediately getting flustered, you were out of his league and he knew it, but damn you were fine to look at.

"Lorenzo, right?" She's talking to me. Oh by Salazar, it's happening! Say something! "Lorenzo?" You snap your fingers in front him and his smile turns goofy. "Sorry. I was fantasizing- I mean dreaming- thinking." You press your lips into a line you were used to guys getting a little nervous around you, but this guy couldn't even hide it and that just made him adorable af. "I'm your tutor." You don't bother introducing yourself, since you had caught him staring at you enough times for him to know your name and sizes. "Tutor?" The Slytherin seemed to panic at the idea, but you chose to ignore it leaving him with some of his dignity.

"Come on. I was just planning on getting your books." Enzo nods and watches you walk, making you turn after a few seconds and raising your eyebrows. "Come on, Enzo." He sighs at the way you say his name, like you did it better than any other girl. He hurries and follows your every step carrying every book that you summon. Suddenly you turn on your heels and Enzo almost bumps into you, smiling at you as his eyes rest to your soft lips. Probably fantasizing. "Let's start studying, shall well." You announce and despite the discouraging pile of books Enzo quickly nods. "Yes, ma'am." You chuckle. Whipped. With him still trailing behind you a dirty thought sets root, maybe a younger and utterly whipped guy like Lorenzo Berkshire might make a good sugar baby.

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cutecatlov3r · 1 year

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𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

izuku midoriya x reader ! (fem)

synopsis: when an innocent religious boy comes into your hands the only thing you can do is ruin his pure mind.

word count: 3.5k

warnings/tw: all characters are 18+, no quirks, college AU, corruption, mentions religion, a little bit of disrespect about religion, praise, oral (m!), hickeys, masturbation(?), facial, finger sucking, hair pulling, piv, unprotected sex, and... I'll let you figure it out.

a/n: gah this is a virgin izuku book >///<... stay tuned for the end... trust me, you want to read it. oh and please like, comment. and re-blog ily ! don't copy my work. not proofread. who wants a part 2 ?…

song: HEAVEN AND BACK [Chase Atlantic]

You yawned, moving through the crowded party. Sighing, you tried looking for your roommate, Mina Ashido. You must admit, you already have had a couple of drinks so you were pretty buzzed, walking around all the flashing lights didn't make your mind feel any more at ease.

"Y/n?~" a voice asked you. It was a feminine voice, a voice you knew way too well.

You turned around to see your roommate. She looked drunk off her ass. Her hair was frizzing up, her shirt covered in alcohol, and her eyes barely open. You shook your head, snapping a picture of her to show her in the morning.

You giggled, watching her stumble into your arms.

"Mina, are you ready to go home?" you asked, only a bit concerned for her well-being. She can get a little crazy at parties

"Y/n~ Noooooo, I don't wanna go home yet~ *hic* Plus you still haven't even met my *hic* friends~" she slurred, furrowing her eyebrows.

The whole reason you were at the party is to meet Mina's 'Out of town' friends. Oh, trust me, you've met her main group, sleeping with all of them whenever you feel like it. You couldn't help yourself! You regularly call Bakugou over to fuck you whenever you want him to, but that's a whole different story.

"Mina? Oh! Mina! There you are," a familiar face said, sighing in relief. The familiar face was none other than Shoto Todoroki, you've met him a few times, he didn't go to your university. Not to say that you two fucked or anything but you guys definitely did some hand stuff not too long ago.

Shoto is from a Christian school, he doesn't believe in the ways of God but he is forced to go. Every weekend he comes to your university's parties to disobey his father and obey his own beliefs. He is an atheist, not caring for religions, you can say the same thing.

"Aw, Shoto! I didn't know you were here," you teased, giving the boy a tight hug. You adored his sensitive reactions to your slightest touch. He hugged you back.

"I didn't see you here, glad to know you're here though," he smiled, holding on to your waist. Was he being more bold today? You rolled your eyes, taking his hands away from your waist, the only thing on your mind was making sure Mina got home safely. You shouldn't get distracted by Shoto's charms.

"Where's *hic* Zu... Zuku... And Chako?" Mina cried, shaking Shoto's shoulders. Shoto looked at your calm face, pausing his train of thought before turning back to Mina.

"He's upstairs, he needed some air. You know how he gets around crowded places. And Ochako is with Jirou and Hagakure," Shoto replied, shrugging.

Mina shook her head, too dazed to say anything to Shoto.

"Zuku?" you questioned. You were unfamiliar with the name. You knew Ochako, only due to her relations with your girl friends.

"Izuku," Shoto corrected. "He's a friend of ours from my school, could you go and grab him? I think he's ready to go home, he doesn't do so well around big crowds. I'll try and get Mina out of the house too, she looks really... Not well..." he muttered.

Mina whined, protesting against him. Of course she wanted to stay but she needed to leave, she was well over being blacked out.

"Don't make us call Sero, you know he will whoop your ass," you commented, sternly.

Mina shut her mouth, quickly. "Yes ma'am," She was ready to comply with whatever you guys said.

"He's in the last room down the hallway," Shoto explained, picking up Mina. He tossed her over his shoulder, trying to get through the crowd.

You nodded. All you have to do is grab Shoto's friend, you trust Shoto enough to leave him with Mina. You know he'd never do anything to make a woman uncomfortable, ever.

You made your way upstairs. The bass of the music made the entire house shake. You were surprised the party hadn't gotten a noise complaint yet. Moans and groans filled the hallway you walked through, horny adults probably filled every single room available for access. You made a mental note to call Bakugou over tonight for some fun.

Eventually you reached the last door of the hallway. Slowly, you opened the wooden door. The room seemed empty from the looks of it, you decided to look around. A huge bed was in the middle of the room, furniture organized around. The room did have a nice color pallet, white and gold. The two colors that embody purity, you loved them.

"Izuku?" you called out, exploring the dim lighted room.

The door to the balcony opened, stepping into the room with you was a fluffy green haired boy. The darkness of the room was hard to really see any features of him. The moonlight from outside did let you see the little freckles displayed on his face though.

"U-um... Who... Are you?" the male asked, shutting the door behind him quickly.

"Are you Izuku?" you asked, wondering if you might have gotten the wrong room.

The boy nodded his head.

"Oh, Shoto wanted me to come and grab you," you conversed. You walked over to a bedside table, turning on the lamp that was on it. You didn't really enjoy being in the dark. Once you turned around you finally saw the man you were speaking too. His eyes averted from your figure, you were in a proactive outfit that showed all of your natural curves. He wore a regular shirt and jeans but what had your full attention was the silver cross that dangled from him neck. One word... Innocence.

A sinister smirk appeared on your lips. "Or we can stay here and get to know each other," you suggested, shrugging. You sat on the bed, waiting for Izuku to join you. Izuku was flustered by your boldness. He took a deep breath, thinking back on what Shoto had told him about meeting new people. He never really came out to parties, usually the only places he went that had lots of people is church.

He made his way to your lustful energy. Izuku sat on the bed with you. "I'm Y/n," you greeted.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya," he said, giving an unsure smile.

His emerald colored eyes were a sight to see, they were beautiful. You shook your head, snapping back into reality. Izuku just stared at your own hypnotizing gaze.

"I heard you go to Shoto's school. You believe in God?" you asked, curiously.

"W-what?! Of course I do! God is my ruler. He is my only God," Izuku rambled. You thought his little ramble about God was adorable. He seemed very passionate about his religious beliefs.

All you could do was shrug. "I can't relate but I respect your beliefs,"

"Why can't you relate? Do you not believe in our lord and savior?"

You shook your head 'no', earning an audible gasp from Izuku.

"What? W-why not?"

You began to feel annoyed by the way he was talking. "Izuku, don't you ever have temptations?" you questioned, trying to explain how you feel.

Izuku began to look off to the side. "We aren't supposed to..."

"Well! We are human! We can't help how we feel," you interrupted, laughing.

Izuku cocked his eyebrow. "I never follow my temptations. They must be kept away, giving into them is a sin,"

You rolled your eyes at the word 'sin'. It rolled off his tongue so smoothly, you were buzzed from the party earlier so maybe that's why you decided to say...

"Have you ever sinned?"

Izuku looked at you, his mouth hung agape. You bet he never expected you to ask him such a personal question.

"O-of course not!" he said, furrowing his eyebrows. He seemed offended by the question.

You hummed to yourself, leaning close to the poor boy's face. Suddenly, you found yourself straddling his empty lap. He didn't dare touch or look at you, he was easily embarrassed. His face was a beet red hue. His hands nor face paid attention to the temptation of your body.

"You've never..." you thought. Smirking, you leaned into his ear, "Touched yourself?" you finished. Your breath was close against his neck, making him shiver underneath you.

Izuku's heart beat felt rapid. He had no words, seemingly. Taking a deep breath, he shook his head. He did not partake in such sinful acts.

You almost laughed in his face thinking he was joking. But on further inspection, he seemed dead serious. This made you excited. You loved sleeping with virgins. They always had the whiniest moans and the warmest cum. You loved taking advantage of them, making sure to make them feel pathetic.

Your hand crept up to his face, grabbing his cheek. "Do you want me to show you how to touch yourself, Izuku?" you asked, as innocently as you could.

And with that, you felt something hard underneath you, this boy had gotten a boner, a boner that you wanted to get rid of.

"I...I shouldn't," Izuku mumbled, feeling as if he were spinning.

Your lips found their way on his neck, sucking on his soft skin softly. He let out a whimper, his whimper made you want to go insane. But! You know you should take it slow, it is his first time after all.

"Do you want me to touch you?" you asked, feeling your core already to start to burn.

"N..N..."

"It's a sin to lie, isn't it?" you teased, not really knowing if it was a sin or not.

"Touch me,"

With that being said, you smashed your lips against his. Izuku let you kiss him. But what got him more interested was when you slipped your tongue into his mouth. He seemed like a natural to you. Your tongues were in sync, making you want him even more.

After releasing your kiss to breathe in some air, you looked into his eyes. Lust. He was being lustful in this moment with you. It made you eager to ruin him.

"What do you want me to do to you?" you asked, pushing his back on to the bed. He laid under you as you sucked on his skin, making sure to leave purple marks. They way he crumbled under your touch felt so sexy to you.

"D...Do w-whatever you want to me," he moaned, finally having the courage to put his hands on your waist. They ran up and down your hips. grinding your body slightly on his hard clothed cock.

You smiled, removing your clothes, only having a bra and panties on, this would be his first time seeing a woman naked. You felt excited knowing that. You helped Izuku get him own clothes off, leaving him in his boxers. The tent built up in them almost had you drooling at the sight.

He couldn't look you in the eyes, he stared at the ground, holding his cheeks to relieve them as they were burning. You were stood up, Izuku's legs draped over the bedside, he was anticipating for more.

Getting on your knees, you made sure Izuku kept his eyes directly on you.

"I'm going to show you how to please yourself, kay?" you said, pecking his lips.

"H-ow do I do that...?" he asked, almost stuttering.

Instead of explaining, you grabbed his hand. You wanted to tease him before touching him. You let your warm tongue touch the pads of his finger tips. You noticed his dick twitch due to your action. You began to suck softly and slowly, Izuku was in a trance, wishing it were his cock instead.

"Let me see it now, Zuku,"

Izuku felt his blush come back to him, he must've felt too embarrassed to pull out his cock, he kept stuttering and rambling on and on. You rolled your eyes, playfully, finding your own hands to be the one to reveal his dick. His dick was long and thick, you've never seen such a perfect one.

He whined as your soft hands started pumping his dick slowly.

"This is how to please yourself, give me your hand," you ordered.

Without any thought Izuku gave you his hand. You wrapped his own hand around his dick, making him pump it himself.

"Does that feel good baby?" you asked, ready to make him feel even more relieved.

"Y-yes," he moaned.

You grazed your thumb over the tip making him feel jolts of pleasure.

After watching him pump his cock in front of you a few times, you were ready to wrap your lips around his length. You wanted him to cry out your name- No- You needed him to cry out your name.

You took off Izuku's hand from his own length, giving him your full attention.

"Keep your eyes on me Izuku," you said, in a serious tone.

He nodded his head, fast.

You stuck out your tongue to lick the tip of his dick. He tossed his head back, making you feel more heated. In an instant, you took his whole tip in your mouth, sucking on it soft and slow. He groaned, trying to stop the urge to grab your hair. You noticed his hand hovering over your head, was he trying to be respectful? You rolled your eyes, grabbing his hand and placing it in your own hair.

"You can pull my hair baby, don't be shy,"

Izuku blushed at your words but found his fingers gripping right where your scalp is. You loved it, he's learning so easily.

Your wet tongue ran up and down his shaft, earning moans and groans from Izuku. He started to gain more confidence, moving your head down further. He wanted you to take him fully but he was too shy to say.

After a few minutes of pants, moaning, and suckling noises, you felt Izuku get more tense and sloppy as he moved your head. He was close to cumming.

"This... Feels so good," he moaned, his hips rutting upwards on instinct.

"You're such a good boy, does the good boy wanna cum?" you asked, rubbing his dick in your hands. Both of your hands rubbed him in all the right ways.

"C-cum?" Izuku questioned.

Oh of course! He is a virgin, he doesn't know about these things. The cross around his neck was connected to his chest due to the sweat. You laughed in your head, knowing you're stealing one of God's little angels.

"You'll understand when it happens, for now, just lay back and let me make you feel good, hm?"

Izuku understood, laying back down, propping himself on his elbows to look at your face.

You continued to suck on him, anticipating to feel his warm cum on your face.

"W-wait!" Izuku shouted, a look on his face signified he was unfamiliar by the feeling.

You knew what this meant, you kept using your hands and tongue faster.

"A-ah no! Something... Ah~ No I think I'm going to-"

You took out his cock from your mouth, rubbing it up and down while he shot his hot cum on your face. He felt ecstasy.

"S-so good!" he praised, panting.

You licked up all of the cum you could off of his dick, making sure he watched. His face was red.

"That was too good," Izuku said, sitting upwards. He got up to grab his shirt off of the floor. You sighed, understanding he was ready to leave.

"What? Leaving too so-"

He wiped the cum off of your body, feeling embarrassed that you have his sperm all over your cute face. Your cheeks burned up, no one has taken care of you after doing something like that.

"S-sorry about that," he apologized, rubbing the back of his neck.

You gave him a smile, feeling an unfamiliar sensation deep down in your heart. "It's no problem," you said, taking a seat on the bed.

Izuku sat next to you.

"T-thanks for that... I've never done anything like that before," he sighed.

"You think we're done?" you giggled. Of course you weren't!

"Are we not?" Izuku asked, confused.

You shook your head, straddling Izuku's lap. This time instead of being so shy, he seemed less anxious, comfortable, and familiar. His hands gripped your waist, guiding your hips to grind against his dick, causing him to get hard once again.

"Let me ruin you Izuku," you whispered, kissing him passionately. He kissed you back, wanting everything from you. He needed you.

"Please y/n... Ruin me,"

All you could do was smile at his words, he was ready for you and only you.

You got off Izuku, slowly removing your panties. After removing them you sat back down on Izuku's lap.

"What are we doing next?" he asked, fiddling with his hands.

You honestly didn't need foreplay, you were ready for him. You were ready to ruin him, to make him connected to you by soul ties.

"Izuku, lay down," you demanded.

Izuku did exactly what you said, laying down right in the center of the bed, his body propped into the soft, silky pillows.

You crawled over to him like a hunter stalking its prey. You had no hesitation to pounce on him. You hovered yourself over his dick, wanting to see his facial expressions as you put it in. Though you weren't a fan of riding, you always were when it came to virgins.

Your eyes landed upon the cross around Izuku's neck. God can't help his poor soul now.

Slowly, you began to sink down on Izuku's cock.

"Warm... So good," he whispered.

Your gummy walls held onto his dick tightly. The lewd noises you were making were beyond comprehension.

"I can't... Too much," Izuku whined, closing his eyes, holding on to your hips.

"You can take it baby, so big and ready to fill me up," you said, finally pushing yourself on his dick fully.

He let out a moan.

You allowed him to get familiar with the sensation of your walls, not wanting him to cum so quickly.

You began to move yourself up and down, Izuku's hands attached to your hips as you rode him.

His dick filled you up, hitting all the right spots. You moaned, sinking down on his cock.

Moans and whimpers could be heard throughout the room. This feeling is one that you could never give up.

Over time you began to pick up the pace, Izuku was huffing and taking deep breaths as you sped up. He was so sensitive after you made him cum earlier, he wanted to try and make you feel good too, which is why it's taking everything in him not to cum right then and there.

"F-fuck Izuku~" you moaned, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to be released.

You felt yourself moving faster, wanting to chase your own orgasm.

"G-god! So good! I can't hold it in," Izuku whimpered.

You smirked at his words. "God can't help you Izuku," you said, slyly.

For some odd reason that turned Izuku on even more, rutting his hips upwards. He hugged your waist, slamming you down on his cock. You were surprised by his actions but didn't care, he was eager, it's his first time, of course he was.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, feeling your orgasm near closer and closer. You couldn't help your eyes rolling back, it all was too much!

His dick hit your favorite spot, earning loud moans.

"Right there Izuku~" you panted, almost sounding like you were whining.

Izuku understood, moving your hips faster. Fucking into you as much as he could, hitting your spot over and over, continuously.

"Gon-Gonna cum!" you cried, ready to become undone.

Izuku just couldn't contain himself, his dick went in as much as it could, his hot seed pumping inside of you. The warmth of his cum made you reach your climax.

You both panted for air. You got off of the boy, laying beside him. That fucking session was a pretty damn good one.

"Thank you Y/n. I've never felt so alive," Izuku said, turning to face you. He had a smile plastered on him. His smile made your heart flutter.

Your stamina was all used up, you could barely look him in his eyes. You were happy to be of assistance for him.

"You were such a good boy," you said, leaning into kiss him.

He grabbed your cheeks, kissing you until you fell asleep. He wanted to take such good care of you after you helped him out. He placed a cover on top of you, admiring your cute face.

"Asleep already?" Izuku asked.

You didn't hear a word he said, already fast to sleep. You were insanely worn out.

He giggled slightly, kissing the top of your forehead.

...

"Fucking idiot," he muttered, rolling his eyes and getting off of the bed in search for his boxers. "When Shoto said it'd be this easy... I didn't think he meant this easy," he commented, ripping off the cross necklace from his neck. He threw it somewhere in the room, not caring for things like 'God'.

Once he found his boxers, he walked over the the dresser, taking out his phone, hidden behind some perfumes, which was recording the whole scene between the two of you.

"Too damn easy," he smirked, checking the video quickly to see if it captured everything, and trust me, it did.

3 Missed calls from Ochako <3

Izuku scoffed at his notifications, dialing the missing call back. He didn't want to deal with her bullshit right now, he wanted to smoke a quick cigarette before having to be by her side all night. The phone number answered quickly.

"Where are you babe? You've been missing for awhile now," the girl said, sounding worried.

"I just needed some air, I'll meet up with you in a bit,"

"Okay honey, bye, I love you,"

"I love you too,"

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stevesbipanic · 2 months

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To my most lovely @undreaming-fanfiction Happy Valentine's Day love youuuu 💕💕💕 I hope I managed to do all three of your prompts justice (small routines, learning new things about each other, and ghosts of your past) ENJOY!!!!! And Ty @artbean for putting this together 💕💕💕

After five years together there's not a lot of things Eddie doesn't know about Steve.

He knows that Steve likes to colour co-ordinate the calendar on their fridge and that his favourite day of the month is the first since he gets to write out everything on a clean slate.

He also knows that Steve has a particular way he does his hair, and that it was a big deal just seeing it done let alone being taught how to do it, it helps he now knows Steve loves a good head scratch.

He knows that Steve is an early riser and always goes on a run, but will shower and curl back in bed with him if Eddie is still asleep.

He knows that there's an order to how and when he checks on their family. The Sinclairs are first, making sure he's waited until Lucas should be back from training and Erica back from Tracey's, calling there too if there's a sleepover. Next is the Wheelers, Nancy promising him they're all ok if they're visiting and Mike letting him know if she's available that night if she's at college. Then the Hendersons, Claudia inviting him to dinner in the background as Dustin regales his day. Max is next, letting Steve know if she wants to stay over that night. The Byers are the end of the kids, El and Will promising him it's really over. Wayne is near the end, back from his shift safe and sound. Before they dated Eddie was during this time too, helping him to sleep just hearing Steve's voice. Robin is last and she'll be on the line until they're both safely in dreamland.

Eddie loves learning new things about Steve, especially when now they're further and far between. It comes as a suprise when it's something as simple as tea that teaches him something new about his sweetheart.

They're visiting Steve's grandma, who was a lot cooler about the whole boyfriend thing than Steve's parents were.

"Your grandpa, Otis, had a friend, Freddie, who kept a picture of his boy in his pocket, would've gotten him in a lot of trouble back then but love like that was worth dying for."

She had been I'll lately so him and Steve had taken a drive up to visit her, now living in a retirement home in Indy. She was a riot in Eddie's opinion, and made a mental note to make sure they visited her more, he was happy to drive them, anything for Steve.

They were halfway through a game of Scrabble, where Eddie had successfully convinced Steve that Megadeth should be allowed (it shouldn't), when the question was raised.

Edith, yes Eddie also got a delight out of the fact that they shared a name, buzzed her nurse who popped her head in knowing there were visitors.

"Everything good, Eds?" Eddie's eyes twinkled in mischief, he was teasing Steve about the name similarities when they got home.

"A spot of tea, darling? I'm parched and I'm sure these lovely boys are too. Steve, sweetheart?"

"Oh yes, milk and two sugars please, but cubes on the side instead of scoops of it's not trouble."

Eddie's heart skipped a beat at his answer, "Eddie, you want a tea?"

"Oh um, yes, same as him, please ma'am."

"Such polite boys, we need more grandsons like you visiting," she laughed leaving to make the tea. It was surely just a coincidence that Steve took his tea like that, he's sure plenty of people do.

The real suprise came when the tea was set down, cubes on the side, and Steve picked one up and mixed it in, leaving the other alone. The game continued, Eddie eyeing that lone cube, a similar one on his own saucer. When Steve took his last sip of tea he picked up the cube and popped it into his mouth, crunching it. Eddie did the same.

"Done that since you were a kid, always a sweet tooth."

Steve laughed, "It's how my nanny did it when we played tea party with Carol."

Edith smiled, "She was a lovely woman, shamed they moved outta town."

Something settled deep in Eddie's heart. The rest of the afternoon it sat there, and through the goodbyes and hugs, all through the drive home too.

Eddie didn't mention it as they made dinner, Steve doing the chopping and as always Eddie dutifully stirring. The feeling sat there through the night as they watched tv, curled up in a blanket built for one not two. Nothing was brought up as they cleaned up, Steve washing, Eddie drying. It wasn't until bed, in the safety and quiet of their room that Eddie asked.

"Your nanny? What was she like?"

Steve's eyes lit up, "Oh she was the best, noone as good before her and no-one as good after. She loved taking me to the park, sometimes if his dad said it was ok her son would come too, he was fun, built the best sandcastles. She always baked me cookies too, especially if Carol was coming over for a tea party. And she would tell me the little extra sugar was a treat and that I should always have something a little sweet in life."

Eddie's eyes were tearing up by the time Steve finished, "Eds, baby are you ok?"

"What was her name?"

Steve's eyebrows crinkled, "Sarah, why? Oh." He said, remembering the dark curls that surrounded her face, the ones on her son, the boy laying across from him.

"Your mum, oh Eds, so when the tea? I'm sorry." Steve knew about his mum and how when she died it left Eddie all alone.

"Can't believe in five years, we've never had tea," a wet chuckle followed Eddie's words.

A sad smile graced Steve's face, "We should have more, need a bit more sweetness in my life."

Eddie smiled at him, "Knew there was a reason I called you sweetheart, and I clearly won you over with my awesome sandcastles."

A laugh burst out of Steve and that sound was sweeter than any sugar Eddie could eat.

#happy valentine's day #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #sweetandspicyexchange

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sw-33-ts-stuff · 1 year

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She Don’t Wanna Marry Me

Lorraine Day X Reader

A/N: I would like to apologize and thank everyone for the likes comments and reblogs. You guys are awesome and I suck 😭 having some writers block but I’ll try to get to those requests and finish what I started for now here’s a random one shot I wrote in the middle of the night

3rd Person POV

7 years old

You watched as a snot nosed boy pushed a pretty little girl with a pony tail, overalls and freckles into the sand.

It wasn't until teary big brown eyes met yours that you stepped into action. You cocked your fist back and let it fly smiling as it made contact with the boys face. His cry catching the attention of your teacher who grabbed you by the arm dragging you to her office.

The brunette in the sand box sniffled as she sent you a small smile and wave.

It was after school as you sat waiting for your mom (who you knew wasn't coming anytime soon) when she came next to you.

You both sat on a bench you still as her feet swung from one after the other.

"My names Lorraine." You glanced to see her not looking at you but rather her shoes.

"Y/n." You mumbled.

"I'm sorry I got you in trouble."

"S'ok. Brian's a dick." The girl looked at you wide eyed.

"Daddy says I shouldn't say words like that." You shrug.

"He's not here." You smile cheekily at her. The girl stares at you for a beat before she continues.

"He said my voice was weird and my freckles were ugly."

"I like your voice and I think your freckles are pretty." The girl smiled as her feet kept kicking her eyes watching as her shoe laces would bounce with her.

"Lorraine!" An older woman stepped out of her car walking up to the two of you. The girl jumped up from the bench hugging the woman around her legs making her laugh. "Hey baby. How was your day?"

The sound in her voice was thicker than her daughters and she was very pretty. You looked back to the girl seeing the similarities between the two.

"I made a friend today!" She smiled up at the older woman before bringing her to you.

The woman looked down at you smiling slightly concerned as she noticed the quickly emptying parking lot.

"Well any friend of Lorraine's is a friend of mine! What's your name sweetie?"

"Y/n L/n, ma'am." She laughed.

"Don't call me ma'am it just makes me feel old." You nod not meeting her gaze. "Where's your parents sweetheart?"

You shrug. "Sometimes mom forgets to get me."

Her eyebrows furrow.

"And what about your dad?" You shrug again.

"I don't know him." Mrs.Day softly placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Do you know how to get home?" You nod. "Come on then I'll give you a ride."

You stand up slinging your back pack on your shoulder, grabbing Lorraine's as well. Her mom smiles at the action helping you in the car as her daughter bounced excitedly in the back seatbelt already on.

You tell her mother how to get to your house and she pulls up to see a car in the driveway house lights on. She notices besides the directions you were quiet as her daughter retold your meeting today. As you go to leave you thank her quietly almost reluctant to leave the car.

Mrs.Day waits until you get inside seeing a shadow greet you before you wave politely and shut the door.

"Rainey baby?"

"Yes mama?"

"I want you to keep an eye out for your new friend alright? Y'all stick together." The small girl nodded bouncing in her seat.

13 years old

"Say it again asshole." You grit your teeth pulling the boy closer to you. The boy in front of you trembling in your hold on his shitty t-shirt.

"Y/N!" A small hand grabs your shoulder

forcing you to loosen your grip. "Let him go. You can't get in anymore trouble."

You look into deep brown eyes sighing, pushing him away from you. "Beat it."

He doesn't hesitate to run from you quickly grabbing his bag as he flips you off. You scowl before turning back to his savior.

"C'Mon Raine." You whined. She crossed her arms over her chest raising one eyebrow at you. You huff grabbing her bag as the bell rings. "Alright." Your shoulders slump slightly. "Lemme walk you to class." She smiles linking her arm through yours as she laughs.

"Mama always said underneath that tough exterior is a giant teddy bear." Your scowl deepens but you say nothing as you keep walking next to her preparing for an hour of monotone voices and bullshit. "Remember the day I made you marry me?"

You glance at her lips almost turning up into a smile.

"I also remember a very demanding doll yelling at us to kiss." Olive cheeks bloom red as she pushed some of her hair behind her ear.

"Well I remember someone promising to love me forever and ever and never marrying anyone else." Mischief swirled in her eyes and she dug her fingers into your side: it was your turn to flush embarrassed as you thought back to the day you two had been "married". Her father and mother had a field day helping the two of you make Lorraine's dream wedding.

The backyard full of flowers a few chairs and her father even walked her down the isle to you.

You cough shrugging her off. "Whatever, I'll see you after class?" She nods smirking and taking the bag from you. Her smirk falls as she points a finger to scold you.

"I expect you to go to class after this Y/N you know how upset mama and daddy will get if they hear you're ditching...again." You nod, the girl always knew how to get to you. She smiled knowing she'd won leaning forward to kiss your cheek.

You turn quickly so she can't see your smile as you run down the hall. Your pace getting even faster as you hear the warning bell.

18 years old

"So everyone I would like us all to raise our glass to Lorraine who's going to university."

You raised your cup before bringing it to your lips, Mrs.Day's sweet tea tasting bitter as you watched everyone celebrate Lorraine's soon to be departure.

The girl in question saddled up next to you. "You know it's not too late right?"

You looked down at her wanting to tell her. It is too late, you tried applying to the same school as her but your scores weren't as high and you refused to take advantage of her parents. It was enough they took you in and cared for you since you'd met them. You'd never be able to repay them if they covered your college tuition.

You shrug. "You know I'm not meant for college."

Her eyes softened as she looked at you. "I know that's what your mom told you, but that doesn't mean she was right."

"So miss big shot...maybe I should get your autograph now before you become a big time author." Her smile grew wide as you said this but she shrugged.

"I doubt it." You shook your head.

"You're gonna forget about us small town folk once you get to the big city."

"I would never." She looked up at you, a comforting silence fell between the two of you and you felt the tension growing as her gaze went from your eyes to your lips. You leaned in pausing to see her reaction, and for a moment you swore she was leaning in too.

"RAINEY! COME GIVE YOUR GRANDPA A HUG!" You sighed licking your lips as you leaned back, the girl quickly regaining her composure before she went to greet her other family members.

"Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that they themselves commit." Mrs.Day appeared next to you.

"Shakespeare." She looked to you not surprised that you'd known where the quote came from, he was her daughters favorite author.

"It's not too late." You almost laugh at the irony. Like mother like daughter.

"She doesn't know but I tried." You turned to her mother. "I spent hours, nights, days studying but I just kept falling short." The older woman's eyes softened as your confession pulled at her heart strings.

"We can-"

You shook your head. "You all have given me so much I refuse to be more of a burden to you."

"Now stop right there." You straightened up as the usual soft tone in her voice grew harsh. "Mr. Day and I love you like our own and we never-"

"I know but.." you sighed. "You guys should focus on Raine and her needs, I made sure I got a job so I at least wouldn't be mooching off you too much by staying here."

You looked to see the girl smiling and laughing with those around her. Mrs.Day looking to you and then back to her daughter who'd always seemed to keep a close eye on you without you knowing. When one wasn't looking the other was. She shook her head after the day you two had met you revolved around one another like magnets the further anyone tried to hold you apart, the stronger the connection would pull you back together.

21 Years Old

Your foot bounced as you sat at the table with Mr. and Mrs. Day awaiting the guest of honor, their daughter. Over the years she'd visit home here and there but you'd always seemed to just miss her whenever she'd come by. At first you two would talk every day and night but the calls came less frequent, you'd be lucky to get a text on your birthday or if she'd heard good news through the grapevine.

Your breath caught at the sight of her walking through the front door and you felt a smile work it's way up, you went to stand but quickly fell back as a tall scrawny boy followed behind her. His nice attire and constant eye twitching telling you all you needed to know.

"Mama, Daddy I want you to meet RJ my boyfriend." She hasn't noticed you were there yet her parents insisted they'd surprise her with your presence. Mr. Day looked to the boy sizing him up as Mrs.Day just stared. You cleared your throat.

"Hey Raine I hope you don't mind me joining." The small girl looked up wide eyed and incredulous.

She threw her arms around your neck almost choking you in the process. Her mother still staring with a look of confusion as her father said nothing. Deciding to play nice you shake the boys hand.

"Nice to meet you RJ." He gulped smiling gratefully to you as he shook your hand wincing at the grip.

"You too uhh...."

"Y/n. I'm guessing Lorraine hasn't really mentioned me huh?" The realization stung as you'd gone to sit back down you'd happen to glance at the girls finger seeing a diamond catch the light.

"Umm baby is there something you want to tell us?" Mrs.Day had caught sight of it before you did and planted one hand on yours hoping to comfort you.

"We're getting married!" She squealed. Mr.Days mustache twitched as he stared in silence. You cleared your throat.

"This feels like a family thing so I'll just excuse myself. Nice to meet you Reggie." Mr.Day finally cracked a smile as Mrs.Day held back a laugh.

"It's RJ." He murmured. You nodded.

"Right, good to see you Lorraine." You nodded at her. Her eyebrows furrowed it was rare you called her by her name when addressing her.

"But Y/n-" Her mother cut her off to help you.

"So tell us how did you two meet?"the sounds of the restaurant faded as you quickly drive to the closest bar you could find.

Once you pulled into the parking lot you sat for a moment fists pounding the wheel.

"FUCK!"

22 Years Old

You read the same invitation over and over until the words were permanently etched into your brain. Their wedding was set just a few months from today, you felt numb as you thought back to the countless drinks and the one night stands you tried to have to erase the girls hold on you. Unfortunately for you it never left, not when you'd met girls who were the exact opposite of everything she was. Not when you'd move out of her parents house insisting it was time for you to stand on your own two feet, and especially not now when her wedding invitation stared back at you, taunting you.

Your phone buzzed as you'd received a text from Mrs.Day

Come to the house I know you haven't had a decent meal in months and Lorraine's here

Sorry Mrs.Day gotta catch up

On work

You put the phone down quickly immersing yourself in meaningless tasks.

"Hello?" The timid voice accompanied by the soft southern accent was unmistakable and you silently cursed to yourself when you bumped your head shooting up in surprise.

You grabbed a towel wiping your hands before following her voice.

"Hey Lorraine." You cleared your throat as you rubbed the back of your neck. The woman smiled softly at you as two girls next to her came closer.

"Ooooh Mouse you didn't tell me your childhood best friend was such a cutie. Hi baby I'm Bobby." Pearly whites shined at you as the next girl came closer eyeing you like a piece of meat.

"I'm Maxine." She purred holding her hand out, you shook it being polite before looking back to Lorraine.

"They're my bridesmaids and roommates. They wanted to meet you but mama said you were busy so she gave me the address." She looked around a proud grin on her lips. "You always had a thing for cars." You nod again a slight smirk to follow.

Bobby eyed the both of you nudging Maxine as she did so, the former already catching drift of what was going on. The two shared a glance before turning to the scene in front of them. Lorraine stepped closer looking at you up and down a mixture of interest and concern.

"You look good, mama said she's worried about you eating though." You shrug laughing.

"It's a physical job and you know how your mom is."

"We'll she's worried about you." A pause. "I am too." You look into soft brown eyes and feel your shoulders slump. You sigh beginning to slide your overalls off your shoulders displaying a greasy tank top.

"Ok, I'll go to the house to get dinner when I finish." The same look that made you cave in high school gets you again. You groan. "Alright Raine I'll go now and close up shop sound good?"

She smiles victorious as the girls behind her begin giggling. You follow them out as Lorraine makes sure you're right behind them. You climb the bike you've spilt blood sweat and tears on making Maxine whistle.

Lorraine feels odd watching her friend walk up to you and place her hand on your shoulder fingertips dragging slowly down before making their way up the path again.

"Hey girl you ok?" Bobby gets her out of her own head as she nods.

"YOU GUYS GO AHEAD IMMA CATCH A RIDE WITH GREASE LIGHTNING!" Lorraine hears you huff out a soft laugh. Your rev the bike twice before you pull up next to her.

"We'll meet you at the house Raine." She watches as you race to her house.

"Let's go." She says harshly to Bobby marching to her car.

She finds you standing in her driveway waiting patiently as Maxine lays across your bike trying to get to your attention. You straighten up as she gets out the car smiling slightly confused as to why she’s pouting. The only other times she’s done this was when you were younger and wouldn’t follow her plans. The door swings open warmth and familiarity wrapping around you.

Her mother greets you with a hug and kisses all over your face and it occurs to her maybe she wasn’t exaggerating, you haven't been home a lot either.

Mrs.Day smacks your shoulder. "You've had me worried sick."

The girls melt as they watch you soften up and hug the woman. "Sorry."

Mr.Day laughs seeing you get scolded by his wife. "I told ya she'd be coming for your hide. Now come here and give your old man a hug too."

You smile as you both try to crush each others spines.

"Now you..." Mrs.Day pulled you away. "Need to get ready, go shower that gunk off and be sure to wear something nice."

When you came back down Maxine let's out a slow whistle. "And I thought you looked good before."

You rubbed the back of your neck clearing your throat. "Thank you."

Lorraine stares hard at Maxine slowly getting more and more agitated by her behavior around you. This doesn't escape her mom or Bobby's attention. It also doesn't slip past Bobby that displayed proudly by the stairs is a picture of you and Lorraine in what seems to be a wedding as kids. She already felt Lorraine was out of RJ's league but to know she had someone waiting for her just solidified her predictions. She watched Lorraine walk up to you quiet as always. Church mouse was her nickname for a reason but at the moment she was anything but. Lorraine lays a hand on your shoulder effectively taking your attention away from anything that isn't her.

She watched as she used that hand to pull you into the kitchen and prepare you a plate of food. She cocked her head to the side as she gauged your reactions, she knew Lorraine well enough but you were another story entirely and yet she felt as if she may have already figured you out. The way you moved with her, gave in, and followed her she would've thought you were her fiancé. Especially with how attentive she was as you sat to eat, you going as far to give her some bites as you saw her eyeing certain foods on your plate.

"Rainey baby where are you?"

And just like that your bubble is broken, Bobby watches as you suddenly grow stiff and lose your appetite. The minute Lorraine leaves the seat next to you, she fills it.

"I got a question for you honey…”You look up surprised before nodding at her to continue.

"How long you've been in love with Lorraine?" She pulls out the picture of your first wedding. You smirk sadly chuckling a bit as you stroke the picture.

"I don't think there was a time when I wasn't in love with Lorraine."

"What happened?" You shrug.

"She don't wanna marry me."

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snowsinterlude · 4 months

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🪻 - violet roses and bleeding hearts.

(incel coriolanus snow x reader)

summary: no one knew how sweet your boyfriend could be. even if he was a raging misogynistic incel.

based on this ask !

c.w: incel coriolanus, mentions to misoginy, fluff, short fic, coryo being a sweetheart (most parts), couple content, some slight mentions to sex, slight punching

whilst everyone asked you why you were with coriolanus snow, the biggest incel of the academy and also one of the smartest and prettiest nerds, you knew you had him on the palm of your hand.

he was a terrible person towards woman, of course. he always had something to say towards others but never towards you. no, no.

you were his muse. his goddess. it is safe to say that he adored you, loved you so much it was a joke. it seemed fun to you that you both started talking because of an argument about clothes and the way femininity should be performed.

of course, it didn't end very well, you punched him in the face after he said something about traditional woman and that punch was enough for him to be head over heels to you. acting like a puppy with you and an angry pitbull towards others. he never thought much abbout others, but you? ma'am, ever since that punch, you had him on your bare feet.

he was a virgin mess before you met him, and he still is a mess but a more controled one- at least with you.

he knows his way with words. and acts! he loves giving you roses and huge bouquets of his grandma'am white roses, however, when he thought it was too much white, he turned to the one thing he knew you loved:

violet roses and bleeding hearts.

"y/n," he called you, voice a bit hitched from his excitement. it's been days since he wanted to see you, and he looked like a lost puppy without you around. however, he looked at your clothes up and down, the big hoodie and the sweatpants calling his attention as he frowned a bit and gulped down.

you noticed that, anyway. "what is it, coryo? is there something wrong with my clothes?" you asked.

obviously, he was ready to answer that question. he was always ready to make a really sweet comment or a really rude one. you knew him. always getting into people's weardrobe as if he has a full one.

"aren't those clothes a bit masculine, my love?" he asked, brows still knitted together. very cute for him.

"i don't think so, they're so comfortable." you said, comforting yourself into the hoodie and smelling it's perfume.

"okay, you're right, love. as always" he said, praying internally that this wouldn't be the outfit you were going to use for you both to go out.

it was worse. but at least it was something a girl would use.

your dress was quite short. white, above the knee, tight, hugging every curve you had while your hair was turned in a bun, high on your neck. pretty. somehow, erotic.

"th...that's..." he stared at you, up and down and down and up all over.

"yes? what is it now?" you asked, hand on your waist as you waited for whatever he had to say.

your sweet boyfriend, who always had something to say about women's clothing, was staring at your body the hole time. he was a bit jealous, he didn’t want to let anyone see you.

"babe, what if we stay here?" he asked, hands on your waist. you weren't against that idea, but you were ready now and didn't had the means, needs or will to go back. "i'll be a good boy, please. let's just stay home."

god he was so cute calling himself a good boy- needless to say he wasn't a good boy.

he was already there, bouquet in front of his body.

"bleeding hearts," you beamed, smiling. "my favorite ones."

"yes, yes. brought them yesterday" he said, kissing your temple. "now, can we j-just.. stay at home?"

"why?"

"you're too pretty. i don't want others to see you dressed like that."

"like that..?"

"like that, yeah. like... i don't know?" he seemed to think for a long time, but he still didn’t had anything to say "like a..."

"like a slut?"

"yeah- wait, no. stop." you laughed, letting him frown and hugging him. "we'll talk about it later, babe. let's stay at home ok?"

"okay" he was more than happy to obey, kissing your lips and laying his head on your lap.

he was yours, in a way that nobody knew. nobody suspected that this boy was so weak for you, especially with the atrocities he spoke. still, he was yours. entirely yours.

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luvyeni · 1 year

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your writing is sooooo good!

Can I request a Renjun x Reader who is more on the curvier side? She makes a snide remark saying that Renjun couldn’t handle her even if he tried. A pissed off Renjun shows her what he’s all about.

HANDLE ME; HUANG RENJUN

pairings. customer!renjun x stripper!reader

wc. 1.3k+

warnings. face-sitting, unprotected sex (pull out method), dirty talk , name calling (princess , good girl etc) , overstimulation

i hope you like it <3 !

renjun showing you how much he can handle , after hearing your cocky comment.

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renjun watched you from across the bar , drink in his hand as you stepped on stage — everyones eyes immediately on you. the music started , your eyes low , as your body moved around the pole to the beat of the music — it was no lie , you definitely had everyone's attention , you were extremely attractive.

your outfit pointing out all of your perfect curves , your boobs sitting nicely due to your bralette , the bottoms barely covering anything , your plush thighs , your ass perfect — renjun's cock twitch at the things he thought about doing to you.

"keep dreaming." jeno , the bouncer stood beside him. "what are you talking about." the boy said , the buffer dude smirked. "she's been here for a few months , she doesn't take shit from anybody , she collects her money , she makes so much from the poles and regulars , she barely does private dances , many of our guests are super intimidated by her." he explained , renjun laughed , taking another sip of his drink.

"they're just a bunch of pussies." he said , jeno quirked his eyebrows , just as the music stopped. "i'm done." your voice like honey , the boo's from the crowd made you smile. "have a good night." you walked to the side of the stage where the teacher were. "jeno , be a good boy and get my money for me." you patted his chest , he nodded. "yes ma'am."

your eyes fell on the boy , "who might you be?" you looked slightly up at the boy. "this is renjun , he's a regular , been away for a minute though." jeno held you your bags full of money. "he's cute." you hum. "he's standing right here." he finished off his drink. "he has quite a mouth." jeno said , you step forward , looking him directly in the eyes.

"can he put it to good use though?"

"yeah , he can." renjun didn't back down. jeno caught on to tension , "i'll leave you both to it , i'll just go and put these into your room." you nodded , sending him along. "you talk a big game." you cocked your head to the side. "who says it's just talk?" he fought back , you scoffed. "please , you couldn't handle me if you tried." he bent down , voice deep , whispering in your ear. "then let me show you , i want to get a room." your eyebrows lifted in amusement.

"you paying?" he took his card out , placing it on the table. "how much?"

you barely did private room , let alone have sex with customers — but the way he argued back , when most guys would've just back down from your glare alone , it made you aroused , you liked a challenge , that's why you found yourself in the private room with him. "take you panties off , i want you sit on my face." you were taken aback , but you didn't let him see it. "what?" you laughed , not thinking he was serious.

"i want you to sit on my face." he repeated , you dry laughed. "who said i had sex with customers?" he smirked , knowing the game you were playing. "you knew what i wanted , you're a smart girl , you would've came back if you didn't want it." damn he was good...

"the couch- is big enough." he layed down , "now , come sit." you took your bottoms off , he watched you , he could see that tough girl facade fading right away , it was nothing but and act. "good girl , come sit." you made your way over to him , straddling his waist , making your way up , hovering right above his waiting mouth , he grabbed your thighs.

"i said sit." he pulled you down against him , you moaned , "o..oh fuck." his tongue was heavenly against your heat , as he worked his magic , licking your cunt , his tongue prodding at your clenching hole , sticking his tongue in , you gripped his hair in retaliation , trying not to grind against his mouth.

renjun didn't like this , gripping the plush of your thighs , forcing you to move your hip , his nose bumping against your clit , you feel your orgasm approaching , he was good , probably the best head you've ever recieved. "fu..fuck renjun , im gonna cum." you gasped , he hummed against your cunt , forcing you to stay down on him , he wanted you to cum in his mouth , he wanted to taste all of you. "im cumming , shit! " you squealed , your legs shaking around him as he slurped up your juices , finally letting you off him.

you leaned against the couch, your chest heaving up and down. "fuck you taste good , so fucking addictive." he groaned , his face was wet with your essence. "but baby i'm not done with you yet." he sat up , lifting his hips up enough to pull his pants and underwear down , his thick cock standing , precum bubbling at the tip , it made your mouth water. "as much as i want you to baby , i won't even give you the chance to have the upper hand." he grabbed your legs — straddling his waist , hovering over his cock. "sit." he slapped your ass , as you sunk down on his cock. "i want you to bounce on my cock." he grunted , you moved your hips up and down , swiveling your hips.

"fu..fuck , keep bouncing." he groaned , his head leaning back against the couch , letting you do your thing. "sh..shit." he whimpered , you smirked. "don't think you're winning here." he bucked up into you , he held your ass in his hands , squeezing your ass. " re..renjun , oh my god!" you squealed , holding on to his shoulders for support. "your gonna cum , cream my cock like the good girl you are." that nickname made you clench , he smirked.

"you like that don't you , to be called a good girl -shit-" you moaned , slamming down on his cock a few times , moaning his name like a mantra , as you came again , feeling a bit sensitive. "one more -fuck- i haven't cum yet , you can handle one more princess , can't you?" you whimpered nodding , your tough girl facade completely faded.

he tapped your legs , signaling for you to get off. "ass up baby girl." you obeyed him , getting into the position he wanted , he watched your ass jiggle as you wiggled your hips , waiting for him. "look at it." he squeezed your cheeks. "perfect , you're so perfect." he grabbing the base of his cock , rubbing it against your folds. "you're fucking dripping baby , waiting for me , such a good girl." he groaned as he slipped right into you , his cock stretching you out in a new way. "fu..fuck renjun , you're so big." he smirked , you fucked yourself back on his cock , he watched your ass jiggle.

"keep fucking yourself on my cock -fuck- im gonna cum." he grabbed your waist , slamming his hips against your ass , "come on princess , i know you can give me one more , i want you to cum one more time." he coaxed you , reaching over grabbing your tits , the big soft mounds in his hands , toying with your nipples. "cum for me." you came around him , clenching as hard as you can. "fuck!"

his trust started to become messy as he felt himself about to cum , "shit , princess , im cumming , ngh shit! " he pulled out of you , stroking his cock , cumming on your back , his cum sticky and warm , as he rode out his high , milking his cock. "shit." he breathed , falling back against the couch , both of you covered in sweat , the room smelling like sex.

he helped you clean up , you slipped back into your outfit , slapping your ass one more time. "i don't think i'm done with you." he said taking 5 100 dollar bills sticking them in between your breast. "what do you mean?" he smirked.

"i'll be back next week princess , next time i want you on your knees, sucking my cock."

©️LUVYENI

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mactavishwritings · 1 year

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The Boys helping their pregnant wife shave

I know I just posted, but I had this idea and feverishly wrote it. So enjoy!

tw: slightly suggestive themes

Ghost

You called him while you were in the shower and Ghost came running because you thought you fell.

"I'm too big I can't see my legs. Since you did this to me, you have to help." You held the razor out to him and he nodded. "Yes ma'am."

He got to work immediately, holding your leg and you held your belly. He was gentle but efficient. "Hand me more shaving cream. You want thighs too or just caves?" Ghost looked up at you, eyes soft and wide.

You smiled and tried to lean down to kiss him, but your belly made it hard so he met you half way. "All of it handsome."

Soap

When you took showers, Soap would sit on the toilet in case you needed help or wanted the company. It helped him know he could protect you and it felt nice for you to have him within arms each if you need something.

"Baby? Can you help me?" You poked your head out of the shower curtain and Soap was already standing. "At your service, doll. Whatca need?" You opened the curtain a little more and gestured downwards.

"I know you said you don't mind the hair, but it's starting to irritate me. Thing is, I can't see it well enough to shave it by myself. Help." You whined to him and he chuckled. "Alright you big baby, c'mere."

He knelt down and slowly rubbed the shaving cream on. "Is it just like my face?" He looked up at you and you nodded. "Kinda? I did most of the hard work. You just have to make sure there's tons of shaving cream on at all times and go in the direction of the hair. Unless you want me to look like a bumpy red mess." Soap smiled and kissed your belly.

"I'd put a baby in you red and bumpy or hairier than a jungle." That earned him a slap on the back of the head.

Gaz

He was sitting with you in the bathtub and you were laying against his chest. You liked the bath while pregnant, it took the weight of your belly off of your back. The two of you had been in for a while when you leaned your head backwards.

"Wanna help me shave? Please?" He looked at you nervously and slightly sat you up. "I don't know baby. what if I mess it up and cut you and you bleed out and you have to go to the hospital and I have to choose between saving you or the baby? I wouldn't be good at that!" You looked at Gaz with a tired look.

"You put this baby in me. You will help me shave. That whole messy will be a conversation for another day."

Gaz held the razor in his hand and your leg in the other. "It's easy. just relax. If you're stressing over it, you are going to cut me." You smiled at him and he laughed, relaxing more.

Price

You were pregnant with baby number 3 and Price had just gotten home from a mission. He put the other two girls down for bed when he joined you in the shower.

Price took the loofah from you and slowly worked on scrubbing your back. "Why don't you shave me while your at it?" You half joked. "You are the woman carrying my first son. I would bring you Saturn if you wanted it, woman." He kissed your shoulder and you laughed.

He grabbed his razor and turned you around. "I'll give you the full treatment too. Here baby." He knelt down and began working on shaving you, taking a break here and there to kiss your legs and inner thighs.

You ran your hands through his hair and smiled down at him. "Can I make a design? Like a landing strip?" You rolled your eyes and laughed.

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 6 months

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Summary: Losing a bet against Austin and Grayson and having to be their assistant/valet for a month. Turns into feelings for both of them.

•Austin Theory x Grayson Waller x Reader•

I walk into catering before Smackdown Live goes on the air. Adam Pearce is at a table talking with Austin Theory and Grayson Waller along with Damage CTRL. I look over at them and Adam is waving for me to come over to him. I walk over and put my hands on the table leaning in-between Austin and Adam.

"What's up Adam? Whatcha need me for?"

He looks at me smiling.

"Well Y/N, I had an idea earlier today and I was talking it over with Damage CTRL, Austin and Grayson. We were thinking you and them would be sitting at this table and be playing Truth or Dare with each other for a backstage promo."

I look at him with a curious look on my face. I fold my arms looking down at him.

"I like it but what's the catch?"

He laughs and shakes his head.

"You know me to well. The catch is that someone is gonna dare you to arm wrestle Bayley. And when you lose, you have to be Austin and Grayson's assistant/manager for a month. Means you gotta do as they ask and accompany them to the ring during their matches."

I start laughing really hard looking down at the floor.

"You have got to be kidding Adam?"

He looks at me with a serious face. I stop laughing and look at him.

"I'm very serious Y/N. We all think you would look really good as their manager."

I look over at Grayson and Austin staring at me.

"Is that true boys?"

"Yes ma'am"

They both say it at the same time and I crack a slight smile. I look over at Bayley than back at Adam. Adam looks like he is begging me to do it. I roll my eyes and huff.

"Fine. I'll do it. But there has to be a few dares and truths before we do that dare."

"Sounds good to me! It is official."

Adam stands up, shakes my hand and everyone else's at the table than exits out of catering. I sit down next to Bayley and look over at her putting my hands on the table.

"I know I'm new here, but why did you pick me?"

She puts a hand ontop of my hand and grabs it slightly.

"Because you are new here. Because you haven't been able to make a name for yourself yet. I think this might be your breakout moment. Like Maxine."

Ever since I got called up during the WWE draft, they haven't really used me on Smackdown. I look at her really thinking about what she is saying. I shake my head agreeing with what she is saying.

"Ya know. You're right. I could learn a thing or two from you if I really just stop and think about things."

She smiles really big and lets go of my hand pointing over at Austin and Grayson. I look over at them and their eyes are basically glued onto me. I look at them with a confused look.

"Do I have something on my face?"

They don't say anything and just keep staring.

"BOYS!"

I snap my fingers in their faces and they shake their heads looking away from me.

I shake my head cracking a smile. I look over at Bayley.

"I have an idea. I need a glass bottle."

She looks at me and points to the glass bottles of water in catering. I get up, grab one than dump it out in the sink. I come back to the table and Bayley is giving me a confused look. I set the bottle on its side and spin it.

"We could spin the bottle and whoever it lands on is the one who gets asked Truth or Dare."

"That is a smart idea!"

Grayson shouts from across the table at me.

"Thanks G. Anyways, how many truths and dares should we do?"

"I think one dare than two truths than your dare."

I look over at Bayley and shake my head yes. Grayson and Austin agree along with Iyo and Dakota. I stand up and push in my chair.

"I am going to go change into my gear. I will be back in a little bit."

"Bye Y/N!"

They all say at the same time. I wave goodbye and walk to my dressing room to change into my gear. I put on my black and blue shorts (kinda look like Theorys) and my black and blue bralette to match. I put on my cropped cut up (kinda like Rhea's) blue Macho Man shirt. I put my black knee high boots on and look in the mirror fixing my hair.

"Yup. This is good."

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*almost time to do the promo*

I sit down at the table after grabbing a quick bite to eat. Grayson sits on my left side and Dakota sits on my right. We get prepare to do the promo. Bayley comes running into catering.

"Sorry I'm late! I was on the phone!"

She sits down next to Dakota and gets herself prepared. I feel a hand slowly slide onto my leg and grab my thigh. I look over at Grayson who has a small smirk on his face. I grab his hand and throw it off of me shaking my head. The camera man comes over looking at all of us.

"Are you all ready?"

"Yes!"

Bayley grabs the bottle and spins it. It lands on Grayson and Bayley smiles looking at him.

"Alright Grayson, Truth or Dare?"

"Hmmmm dare!"

"Oooooo alright. I dare you to..... give Y/N the sloppiest kiss on the cheek! If you chicken out, you have to drink some hot sauce!"

My eyes go wide looking at Bayley. She starts laughing at me. Grayson grabs my chin pulling me closer to him and smashes his lips into my cheek. I can feel the drool on my cheek. I make a disgust face as he lets go of my face smiling at the drool he left. I grab a napkin wiping my face while everyone else is laughing about it. The game continues on for a little while.

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Austin spins the bottle and it lands on me.

"Ooooo Y/N. Truth or Dare?"

"Let's go with a dare!"

Austin smirks and looks at me.

"Oh I have a good one for you."

"Let's hear it than Theory."

"I dare you to arm wrestle Bayley. If you win, you are off the hook."

"But if I lose?"

"Oh but if you lose, you have to be Grayson and my assistant/manager for a month."

"Oh you are so on Theory."

Me and Bayley get into position to arm wrestle. We grab each other hand and look at each other.

"Y/N are you ready?"

"Yes girl. Let's do this."

Me and Bayley start pushing against each other with everything we have. I start slowly pushing her hand down a little but she pushes it right back up. I can start to feel my arm slightly giving up but I fight through it. Bayley can tell my arm is starting to hurt and starts pushing harder. My arm gives and she slams my hand into the table. Everyone around me gasps and starts cheering for Bayley winning. I put my hand on my face shaking my head embarrassed at what just happened.

"Well Y/N, guess you are now Theory and Waller's personal assistant for a month! Good luck!"

Bayley and the rest of Damage CTRL laugh walking out of catering. The cameras cut off ending our game. I stand up and take a deep breath. Grayson stands up next to me and puts an arm around my shoulders.

"Hey Y/N. It will be okay. I promise."

I look at him with a disgust face and take his arm off my shoulders.

"Maybe for you, it might be."

I walk out of catering to my dressing room.

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*2 weeks later on Smackdown Live*

Sitting in my locker room cutting up a light blue Grayson Waller effect shirt, I turn on the TV to watch the beginning of Smackdown. Austin and Grayson have a match against The Brawling Brutes.

"Great."

I roll my eyes and put on the shirt making sure it fits how I like it. I hear a knock on my door and get up. I walk over, open the door and it's Adam.

"You are on in 15 mins Y/N. Go find the boys please."

"Oh okayyyy."

I roll my eyes. Adam looks down at my shirt.

"Nice shirt by the way."

He laughs and walks off. I huff, walk down to the boys dressing room and knock on the door.

"Who is it?!"

"It's Y/N!"

The door opens a little bit. I push it open and lean against the door frame.

"We are on in 15. Are you boys ready?"

Grayson looks up at me while trying to fix his boots and his jaw drops almost to the floor. He starts smacking Austin's arm who is trying to fix his shorts. Austin turns around and rolls his eyes.

"Y/N you are wearing the wrong shirt. You have to be wearing Austin Theory."

Austin laughs and I roll my eyes.

"No no no! She is definitely wearing the right shirt."

Grayson smirks and winks at me. I roll my eyes again.

"Are you guys ready or not?"

"Yes ma'am!"

They both come running over to me and we all go walking to gorilla.

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Grayson makes his entrance first. Austin puts his hand on my shoulder and I look up at him.

"I want you to come out with me and stand in the spotlight like the queen that you are."

My jaw drops and I freeze just staring at him. I never really heard him say anything like that before and didnt really have a clue that is how he felt. His music hits and it snaps me back to reality. We walk out together and get ready for the spotlight to come on. I am standing on his right side kinda leaning on him looking up at him and Grayson is over his left shoulder. The spotlight turns on, the camera comes around us and Austin puts his hands up to do his entrance. I look at the camera and smirk while Grayson says some stuff to Austin. Austin finishes his entrance, we all turn towards the ring and walk down. Austin proceeds to put an arm around my neck and pull me closer to him. I take his arm off and climb into the ring. We all walk over to the corner and pose for the camera. I do the A town down with my fingers while sticking my tongue out.

"Yes Y/N! That is perfect!"

Austin pats my shoulder than climbs down off the ropes. I climb down onto the floor. The bell rings and the match begins.

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*nearing the end of the match*

Ridge Holland has Austin tied up in the ropes and is going to do the 10 beats to the chest. I climb up next to Austin and try flirting with Ridge. I lick my lips than bite my bottom lip.

"Hey big boy."

Ridge lets go of Austin and walks over towards me. I put my hand on his face while Austin crawls into the ring. Austin quickly rolls him up for the winning pinfall.

"Here are your winners! Grayson Waller and Austin Theory!"

I jump down helping Grayson off the floor and walking over to Austin who rolled out of the ring. Austin also slings his arm around my neck. I try holding them both up walking up the ramp to the top. We stop, turn around and I hold up both of their arms in victory. We make our way to the back to their locker room.

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Sitting on the couch in the boys locker room playing on my phone, I hear the shower turn off. Grayson went to get us some food for the rest of the show.

"Hey Y/N? Did G come back yet?"

"No yet. Why?"

I hear the bathroom door open and I look up to see Austin in just a towel wrapped around his waist. I gulp at the sight infront of me. He walks over and grabs my hand making me stand up infront of him. I take a deep breath looking at him.

"Soooo you have been my manager for about 2 weeks now....."

He stops talking when Grayson walks in hands full of plates of food.

"Ummmm what is going on here?"

"Austin was talking about me being his manager for 2 weeks now."

"His manager?"

"I meant both of our manager G."

"Anyways Austin. What were you gonna say to me?"

I look at him straight in his eyes. He grabs my hand again and smiles.

"I was just wondering if you would be my manager..... forever?"

"Are you trying to ask me to be your girlfriend?"

"That's what I was gonna ask her!"

I look over at Grayson and he looks upset. I look back over at Austin.

"Well..... it is a yes to you Austin."

I grab his face and kiss him hard. He grabs my face and kisses back hard as well. Grayson gasps behind us. I pull back and look over at Grayson who is upset.

"Well.... it's also a yes for you Grayson."

I walk over, grab his face and kiss him hard. Grayson grabs my waist pulling me closer kissing me hard as well. I pull back and look at Austin than back at Grayson.

"As long as you two are okay with sharing me."

They both come over and kiss my cheeks at the same time. I giggle and push them back.

"I will take that as a yes!"

We all sit down on the couch and watch the rest of Smackdown while eating the food on the coffee table infront of us......

#wwe #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #imagines #writing #austin theory imagine #austin theory #grayson waller #austin theory x reader #grayson waller x reader #grayson waller imagine #charley's fics

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zeezelweazel · 10 months

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imagine lottie being mean towards everyone but has a big sweet spot just for you :( <333 even before you’re dating, and everyone notices it but reader is so damn oblivious <3333

Lottie Matthews| Not them, just you|

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I just watched status update, yes just for courtney, and omg

You can't tell me Charlotte isn't just pre crash Lottie

"I will eat your children" ok ma'am 😋

I need more mean Lottie in my life.

Anyway enjoy this fluff amongst all the filth I've been writing for the past few days.

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Lottie Matthews, rich and popular, everyone knows her name. When she walks down the halls of the school people either shrink away from her or look at her with jealousy and envy.

"Ugh, I don't get why everyone is so obsessed with her, she's just a bitch."

Shauna shrugged at Jackie's complaint. They're on the team with Lottie and have both experienced how mean the girl can get, sometimes for no reason at all.

"She's not that bad Jackie."

Both of them turn to look at you. Then they look at eachother. Shauna sighs when Jackie scoffs.

"Oh please, you only say that because you're the only one she's never been mean to."

You tilt your head confusion written across your face. I mean, she hasn't been mean to you but surely there are other people in the school she treats with kindness. Oh right, what about...

"Natalie! She's her best friend, right? There's no way she's mean to her best friend."

It's Shauna that speaks up this time, a deadpan look in her face.

"Have you seen them interact? Like, at all?"

You frowned in though and opened your mouth to respond when the bell rung.

You arrived in class just a bit early, no one else was here yet. You picked your usual seat and started laying out your books for literature class when someone else walked in. You looked up to see no other than Lottie Matthews herself. She sits a few rows behind you but this time she doesn't go to her usual seat. She seems almost nervous when she approaches you.

"Hey, uh, can I sit next to you?"

You look around the empty class room and wonder why she wants to sit next to you when her usual seat is available. It's probably because these seats are closer to the board or something.

"Oh yeah, sure."

A few minutes passed and you noticed Lottie was acting different. She seemed to be pondering something. You were about to ask her if something's wrong when Jeff and Randy ran into the classroom, hitting eachother and laughing. They didn't seem to notice that Lottie was sitting next to you because they ran straight into her bag knocking some of her things on the floor.

"What the fuck, are you two idiots brain dead?! Can't you fucking see?!"

Jeff and Randy stood there frozen. You sighed and got up to help Lottie gather her things. Lottie was still yelling at the two boys but when she noticed you were about to get up she put her hand in yours.

"It's okay Y/N I'll get them. You don't need to get up." She smiled sweetly at you. Jeff and Randy looked between eachother, just like Shauna and Jackie did a few minutes ago, but you were only looking at Lottie. She's so pretty.

You're snapped out of your thoughts when you hear a laugh from the door. You and Lottie look up to see Van, who's still giggling, and Tai whose eyes have rolled back all the way back to her brain. Lottie seemed to be signalling something to Van with her eyes. The ginger raised her hands in defense and walked towards her seat.

You giggled alongside the rest of your group who was laughing at Lottie's flushed and embarrassed face.

"She was so damn obvious, like I can't believe you didn't get it earlier."

You rolled your eyes half heartedly at Nat.

"It wasn't that bad. She was just a bit romantic with me."

Tai looked at you with her ' seriously? You're playing dumb? ' face.

"She was cussing at everyone like a sailor just for existing but when it came to you she was all like ' oh Y/N you don't have to ' ' hey Y/N, how's your day been? '." Taissa said in a mocking, high pitched tone.

The group went back to laughing hysterically while Lottie tried to defend herself.

"Hey I never said that plus I sound nothing like that Tai!"

Lottie crossed her arms over her chest when your friends seemed to be laughing harder at Lottie's attempt to defend herself. Her frown was replaced by a soft smile when you placed your head on her shoulder.

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#wlw #female reader #yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets imagine #lottie x reader #lottie matthews x reader #lottie matthews

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cillianhead · 3 months

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oppie (cillian’s version) is a sub change my mind

i think oppie (cillian's version) is a freak in the sheets. (listen this is all just me daydreaming more about Cillian AS OPPIE just doing stuff BUT LIKE I DO SAY STUFF REFERENCING OPPENHEIMER KIND OF??? SO SORRY IF ANYTHING IS INCORRECT (tbh this ain't that freaky it's just me writing a short little random blurb lol) (also i sorta switch in and out of using she / you)... 18+ OBVIOUSLY MINORS DNI!!!)

i think he's probably more than happy to be a dom or a sub, he doesn't really care. I think he'd also be into being pegged by his woman or pulled around on a leash or slapped around. oppie is pretty open-minded and pretty eager to 'spice' things up. but this is all just me daydreaming

i can imagine you in the Los Alamos home, waiting for him in bed after a long day's work of telling men what to do. And finally... the time when he got told what to do... whether it be fuck her harder until his back aches or let him be the chew toy he usually was. she liked to joke she'd make him his own personal collar to go along with his clothes... and the thought of that did turn him on, not strange at all to him who stares into the making of the death of mankind. The idea of sex was something just as complicated and interlaced with deep intricacies we will never understand but also something more primal. Something that reminded him he was human. And fuck... staring into your sticky pussy you fiddle with as he starts to undo his tie was like frying every cell in that brain of his.

"No... keep it on..." You shake your head, fingers still drawing circles lazily on your clit barely teasing yourself as you lay there proudly for him. His eyes soaked in your body and how utterly breathtaking the sight of what lies in between your legs was. "I wanna pull you around on it..." "Well... yes, ma'am," He'll flare his nose in a tone of amusement as he tips his hat off to her and sets it down on the dresser as he unbuttoned his shirt. Robert would watch you in the mirror as you slid your sticky fingers to your thinly-veiled tits, slipping your fingertips under the lacy top and toying with your hard and incredibly sensitive nipples. You drove him crazy in the best of ways... in the ways he should be crazy. "Now don't look at me like that, bunny..."

"You're taking way too long to undo those buttons of yours..." You complain and he'll roll his eyes as he always does once he gets off his top pieces, he's undoing his belt and pants within a matter of seconds. His tie still around his neck as he stood fully naked and fully erect for you as you got up on your knees on the bed, perched up and facing him as you leaned in. You'd grab his chin and he'd feel how wet your fingers are. "Are you gonna behave tonight, daddy?" You asked, tilting your head as you yanked on his tie a little, enjoying the way he flinched.

"Yes, of course, my darling..." He nods desperately, mouth full of drool for your demands. "Tell me what to do and I'll do it... command me, I'm your slave." "Get on your fucking knees and beg..." You whisper harshly and then slap him across the face and he lets out a delightful sigh at the familiar burn and the handprint on his face. "You like that don't you..." As he collapses to his knees, Oppie nods and prays for you to give him something.

"Please... Y/N..." Oppie tries, head tilted slightly down as you lower your feet down to the floor and run your fingers through his short hair, treating him like a dog. "I'll be a good boy." You pulled his face to force him to look at your pretty pussy, close enough to smell but not close enough to taste... you were teasing him. "I beg of you..."

'Tsk Tsk Tsk' You shook your head with a smug grin on your face, swaying your hips and tantalizing him with his favorite view. "More."

"Darling," He pleaded, eyes so big and blue, he was defenseless to how he showed his emotions through the dread of the irises honesty. "Please let me taste you... I've dreamt about you in my head all morning and all afternoon..." "Dreamt of me?" You mused.

"In the daytime," He mumbles, trying to shake his head from your grasp like a feral dog trying to get at its prey. "I see flashes of you... pictures of you... traces of you everywhere... I see you in my mind wherever I go."

"How very romantic of you," You chimed, letting go of his hair to lean back on the bed and prop your legs up on his shoulder, spreading yourself out on display for him. His pupils expanded like black holes on the horizon of a dying sun that shone blue. "You can taste..."

No other words were said by him as he (for once) mindlessly dove in and buried his face into your wet cunt. Oppie wasn't sure there was a god up above but he knew this was heaven right here with his head between your thighs and your lips slipping his name loudly and endlessly.

He loved being bossed around, being possessed, it reminded him of his body, and for once not his mind.

??? did any of this make sense??? sorry??? lol

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy smut #oppenheimer #oppenheimer x reader #oppenheimer smut #oppie #oppie x reader

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rwby-encrusted-blog · 2 months

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Saw your post about jaunes extended family. Now I think we need to see _NPR's family

_NPR Extended Family

Please bear in mind that That was only a small part of Jaune's very, VERY big family tree

~Nora~

Neptune: God I hate the ocean.

Sun: Calm down, It's not like there's anything nearby that'll eat you.

Nora: Zippy! C'mon boy! I got your Favorite! Electric Eel!

Zippy (Depth): *Breaches, Snatches Eel, Dives back in the Water*

Neptune: ...

Sun: ... Let's- Let's head back to ... anywhere but the coast.

Neptune: Good- Good plan, Good plan!

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Nora: *Trying to lift a Semi Truck* HHRRRG!

Denki (MHA/BNHA): You got this Nora! C'mon! Here- Let me help!

Denki: CHARGE OF 7000 VOLTS!

*CRACK*

Nora: RRAGGH! *Throws Semi into Orbit*

Denki: ... Uuuhhh ...

Nora: Well ... We moved the Truck?

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Nora: Auntie! I found a Man!

Urbosa (LOZ: BOTW): Really? Might he be nearby?

Nora: *Lifting Ren above her head*

DA DA DA DAAAA~

You got a Boyfriend!

Try not to break before the second kid ...

Ren: Uhm. Hello ma'am.

Urbosa: Hah! You and the Princess have such similar tastes, Nora.

Ren: ... I'll take that as a compliment.

Urbosa: *smirking* Good. It was intended to be one.

~Pyrrha~

Pyrrha: Aunty? Are you Here?

???: In the Greenhouse, Pyrrha.

Pyrrha: *walking into the greenhouse* Hello Aunt Ivy! Where's Auntie Harley?

Poison Ivy (DC comics): *Tending to Plants*She's out walking Bruce. What do you need?

Pyrrha: Oh, I just wanted Advice on getting a Boy's attention.

Poison Ivy: Pyrrha, Dear, You are one of the strongest fighters of your generation, and you have the power of magnestism. Anyone who doesn't respect you should fear you, and those that do neither shouldn't be able to mistreat you. You could likely ask this boy to walk off a cliff and he'd do it.

Poison Ivy: You could run this world Dear, and few could stand in your way.

Pyrrha: I- I- I think I should ask my sister- Thank you for the Confidence boost though?

Poison Ivy: You're a poor liar when it comes to yourself. Chin up dear, your Tiara's falling.

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Monika (DDLC): Ehehehe~ boys? Pyrrha, you're far and above any Boys! You're strong enough to take on the world!

Monika: Besides, any boy that captures your heart needs to meet Me so I can make sure He's up to my twin's standards~

Pyrrha: I- I know he will-

Monika: Then bring him here, and have him prove it! We wouldn't want some little heartbreaker now would we?

Pyrrha: o-okay Mony. I'm going to tell Makima about it!

Monika: Oooooh ... Okay Then.

~~~~~

Makima (CSM): He sounds Cute. Almost like a dog.

Pyrrha: He does have a certain puppy-doggishness to him, yes, but he's very smart!

Makima: If he was smart, then he would've jumped at the chance to be with you by now

Pyrrha: Well what if he's just scared - he knows how I feel about how the public treats me, so he's also ... Yeah. Yeah! I'm gonna confess to him!

Makima: I don't know-

Pyrrha: No! I'm going to tell him how I feel! Thanks Makima! *Pyrrha leaves*

Makima: ... Shit.

Monika: Nice going. Now we have to compete with her too.

Makima: ... It's easy to beat an opponent who doesn't realize they're playing a game, Little Sister.

Monika: I'd usually suggest removing the player but Pyrrha is ... Different.

Makima: Yes, She is. We'll need to be coercive about this.

Monika: When am I not?

Makima: ... Get out of my room.

~Ren~

Ren: Good morning 'Uncle'

Iroh (ALTA): pah! There's no need for the emphasis. I'd love to be your Uncle, but if you don't feel like you're my nephew, then Don't bother Lying. What's wrong?

Ren: Nothing. Is it too much to want to come see my mentor?

Iroh: No, but I can tell there is still a storm in your heart.

Ren: ... I would not like to talk about it right now.

Iroh: Alright then. I could put tea on. Whatever you'd like.

Ren: Nightshade, if it isn't too much trouble.

Iroh: Daring today, aren't we? Very well then!

~~~~~

Ren: Alex! It's good to see you again! You look ... Happy.

Alex Chen (LiS: True Colors): *Gives Ren a hug* I am. I've- I found someone. It's been wonderful - Her names Steph! You look good too- I can tell you're in a better spot than you were when we were kids.

Ren: Me and Nora have a big Family now- teammates and friends. It's nice.

Alex: All it takes is a little growing up, huh?

Ren: A little growing up, a lot of support- But you knew that didn't you?

Alex: Well, you always did have sharp eyes.

Ren: ... Thanks. That means a lot. Should we get something to eat, or do you want to walk for a bit?

Alex: I'm down for whatever.

~~~~~

Ren:*Cuddling Pikachu*

Red (PKMN): ...

Ren: *Patting Charizard's head*

Red: ...

Ren: *Hugging Venusaur around it's neck*

Red: ...

Ren: *Letting Blastoise chew on his sleeve*

Red: ...

Ren: *Laying on Snorlax's belly*

Red: ...

Ren: *Scritching Lapras*

Red: *Raises Fist*

Ren: *Fist Bump*

~~~~~

If anyone has continuations, feel free to add them!

#rwby #rwby crossover #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #lie ren #rwby's extended families #asks and answers #jackthunderboltyt

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via-rant · 6 months

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Pt. 1

"Hey Leo?" Jason started and Leo looked away from his food he was stabbing multiple times. "Yeah?"

"Whens your birthday?" It's a normal question. A question anyone who didn't grow up running around cared about.

"Yeah. I think you're the only persons birthday we haven't celebrated." Piper added and Leo answered honestly, going back to eating his eggs.

"Oh. I don't know." Saying they were speechless was an understatement.

"You don't... know?" Percy asked as if it's the most unbelievable thing in the world and Leo stopped eating to look at them with a raised a brow.

"Yeah? I don't know, as in, I don't remember."

"Who doesn't remember their birthday?" Annabeth asked and Leo shrugged.

"Lots of people."

"You know lots of people who don't remember their birthday?" She pushed.

"Not personally but yeah. Met lots of them. Orphanages don't really care for that kind of stuff. So many kids we'd have a party every other week."

"What about foster homes? They had to have done something right?" Frank wondered out of pure curiosity.

"What is this? An intervention? Look, it doesn't matter. I forgot, I forgot, not a big deal."

"Dude, of course it is. That's the day you were born!" Percy exclaimed but Leo just shrugged.

"So?" Everything froze. It was such a simple word but held so much meaning. Oh...

When he realized what he said he just got up and left, not wanting to be questioned anymore.

"I'll be back." Nico said Shadow Traveling away.

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"Oh, hello. What can I help you with?"

"Hi so I'm one of your sons friends and I was wondering when his birthday is?"

"You know my son?"

"Yes?"

"Is-is he okay? Is he safe?"

"Yes, yes, he's safe. He's at Camp."

"Camp?! But what about outside of it?! Does he have somewhere to stay when he gets out?! I..." He admired how much she loved him. Her voice was like applesauce, a little scratchy but mostly smooth and calming.

"Woah hey. It's okay. He's safe. Camp is a year-round place. He has a plan."

"He does?"

"Yes." He assured and she nodded wiping her tears.

"Lo siento, I've just been so worried."

"I completely understand ma'am. But we do only have ten minutes."

"Alright. Now what was the question?"

"When his birthday is."

"It's July, 7th. But why couldn't you ask him?" He told her what happened and she fell to her knees.

"Oh cariño, lo siento mucho. Debería haber estado allí."

"Ms. Valdez, you have nothing to be sorry for. You couldn't help it, people die."

"Oh, lo sé, lo sé. I just... was he at least safe? After I died?"

"Wish I could say yes." He said sadly and she sobbed. He held her.

"But he's safe now. We're taking care of him. I promise." He couldn't imagine being in her shoes. Being dead, hearing that your son is alive after all these years and finding out he hasn't been safe since, in any means.

"And he is such a wonderful guy. He's so funny, and kind, and selfless, and smart." She pulled away to wipe her tears.

"He was always the charmer." She said with a knowing smirk and he blushed.

"You know?"

"The whole underworld knows about you liking boys. I never thought it'd be with my son but if he's your type..." She said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh! No, we're not a thing. I just... really like him. Ugh..." He said covering his face and she laughed. Loud and unpredictable. Just like Leo.

"Well. I think you should tell him." She suggested and he shrugged. "Maybe one day."

"Gracias. I haven't felt this relaxed in forever. I should really take Emily up for that spa one day." She said and Nico smiled.

"Aye, I apologize. You should probably get back."

"Um... yeah..."

"Before you do, could you tell him something?"

"Yes, of course."

"Tell him it's not his fault. And I love him. More than he could ever know." Nico nodded with a small smile.

"Of course." Then she did something unexpected. She kissed his forehead.

"You're an angel." She disappeared and he stood there in stunned silence before smiling again. Now to talk to Leo.

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#leo valdez #jason grace #nico di angelo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #piper mclean #frank zhang #hazel levesque #hoo #heros of olympus #reyna avila ramirez arellano #valdangelo #percabeth #esperanza valdez #rosa valdez

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pearlywritings · 1 year

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Let's shower tonight

synopsis: taking a shower with your husband after a stressful day, and even exhaustion doesn’t prevent you from being two stupid adults in love.

pairing: Diluc x fem!reader

tw: modern AU, established relationship, fluff, nudity but nothing nsfw happens

word count: 2.7k+ words

a/n: this is going to be a part of an AU I am planning to write a big fic for once I have more free time on my hands.

"Ma'am?"

Lifting your gaze from a novel in your hand you spot the headmaid in the doorway, standing calmly with her hands clasped in front of the apron.

"Yes, what is it, Adelinde?" Marking the page with a cute bookmark Bennet made for you (it is a bit messy and somehow burnt on the corner, but you love it with all your heart), you close the book, resting it on your leg.

"Would you like a cup of tea or coffee? You've been waiting for Master Diluc all evening," in her emerald eyes you read empathy and sincere desire to help, and it warms your heart. Ever since you started a relationship with your husband - a boyfriend at that time - Adelinde was one of the few maids to take your side from the beginning. Even if hesitant at first, fearing for her Masters' happiness, she became your full support later on, approving the redhead's choice of a partner, after becoming more familiar with your persona. You'll forever be grateful for how warmly she welcomed you, knowing how much she means to Diluc and Kaeya.

"No, but thank you, 'linde," the older woman mirrors a smile you offer and nods her head in understanding.

"But if you'd need anything-"

"Please, stooop," shaking your head, you point at the big clock on the wall above you. "Look at the time, it's well past midnight. The only thing I need right now is for you to go and rest. You don't have to stay up so late just to take care of me or my stupid running late husband. We will be fine, I promise."

"Oh, dear…" her gaze softens and the feeling of looking at the light green sprouts in spring leaves you tingling on the inside. Of course she knows you are capable of that, you are two adults with careers, raising two boys together after all. It's just… Being there for any member of this found family makes her so-so happy.

"Then I'll be off. Offer Master my best wishes. Good night, Ma'am."

"I will. Sweet dreams, Adelinde," and after a small wave of your hand to each other she is gone. With a sigh you open your book again, taking the bookmark between your ring and pinky finger, continuing the chapter.

It is another half of an hour, when you finally hear the front door close and shuffling beginning in the nearly unlit hallway. You patiently wait for the man to appear in the living room you've been occupying the whole evening and well into the night, leisurely resting on a large sofa in front of the switched off big TV screen.

Just from one glance it is easy to tell Diluc is exhausted. Shoulders slightly slumped and hand rubbing his surely stiff neck, he groans when it cracks with his head's movement. Dark circles around his eyes look awful on his palish complexion, and hair looks quite messy - he's surely run his fingers through fiery locks more than once. Oh, and now he is doing it again, brushing bangs back and finally meeting eyes with you. A tender emotion swirls in the redwine depths, and your lips curl into a smile. Closing the book for the second time this evening and putting it on the armrest, you push yourself off the sofa and happily press yourself into his warm embrace, strong arms circling your waist, and yours sliding up his chest and around broad shoulders.

"Hey…" Your lips touch his cheek and the man exhales sharply, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"Hi, dear… I am home," you smile at the heart-warming words, spoken in a hoarse, but loving voice.

"Welcome home, 'luc."

And just like that his body instantly relaxes in your hold, a bit of weight pressing on you, but still not enough to crush - he doesn't want you to get hurt. You stand like that for a little longer - silent and close. Diluc drops his head and buries his face in the side of your neck, red hair blocking half of your vision, but you don't mind, raising a hand to run your fingers through crimson wild locks, dragging a hair tie off in the process. The mane releases like a waterfall, cascading down his shoulder blades, and you feel him sigh against your skin. A shiver runs down your spine when lips brush against the juncture between your neck and shoulder in a silent "thank you".

Diluc wills himself to detach from you, begrudgingly so, half-lidded eyes staring into your soul, into your heart. You nudge his forehead with yours and his lips curl into a soft smile - the one he reserves only for you and your boys.

"Was everything alright?" He asks, as you get a gentle hold of his elbow and lead him to the exit of the room.

"Yes, it was and is," turning the light off you walk into the hallway and let your legs carry you to the bedroom. "And if you are asking about boys, I drove them safely to Amy's house for a sleepover. They've already sent some cute and fun pictures in the family group chat."

"Oh, yes, I saw," the man nods, "they texted us a goodnight too a couple of hours ago."

"And you found a moment to answer," you smile and Diluc huffs, as if you spoke of something hard to believe he'd do.

"Of course."

Your shared room meets you with a soft light clicked on and a smell of cleanliness and freshly changed sheets which is blending in the familiar mix of your and Diluc's scents, making it even more comforting for the tired man by your side.

As he is sliding his wrist watch and placing it on the nightstand, you put his hair tie in a small box in the drawer. Leaving him to take the jacket off, you quickly walk to the bathroom door, to get everything ready for your Friday evening bath-taking tradition.

"Love, I'll start the water," you throw over your shoulder. But before you can disappear into another room, your husband clears his throat and asks you to wait. Turning around you are met with a pretty sight of thick veiny fingers working on the buttons of his black shirt, and his gaze fixed on your figure.

"Let's shower tonight. I am unsure I won't fall asleep in the bath."

A smile lifts the corners of your mouth and you nod in understanding.

"Honestly, same, dear. Then I'll go and set the temperature."

Satisfied with your answer he hums and continues peeling his suit off of himself. You glance at him one more time, suddenly so excited for the upcoming proximity and the feelings of his hands buried in your hair, gently massaging your scalp… You have to shake your head a little to clear it and finally step into the bathroom.

Right away you reach out to a small radio on the lonely standing round table, turning it on and settling on the always music-playing channel. Towels are placed neatly on a shelf near the shower enclosure - one pile for you and one for Diluc, two pretty matching in design, but different in color sets.

Water is warming up quickly, splashing on your outstretched palm, but you wait some more, knowing that your man loves it hot - not borderline scorching, but enough to make skin tingle and steam fog the glass.

Diluc enters the bathroom when you start peeling your own clothes off. His tired crimson eyes travel down your bare back and, without second thought, he reaches to follow the same path with the tips of his fingers, making you shiver lightly. He sees your smile, from how you turn your head to glance at him over your shoulder, and can't help, but smile too.

"Get inside, 'luc. I'll join you shortly," you promise him, putting the clothes in your hands aside and reaching to the waistband of your underwear. The man hums, running a hand through his hair, and walks to the shower.

Blissful sigh passes his lips upon feeling hot water hit his skin, washing over his tired body. Eyelids instantly drop and he tilts his head back to let the droplets hit his face and wet his hair, hands reaching to smooth quickly darkening strands back and comb through them a little.

Diluc doesn’t hear you joining him, too caught up in the moment, but he feels how your arms wrap loosely around his middle, and your soft chest presses against his hard back, urging him to make one step forward, so you can stand under the running water too. A little moan escapes his throat, when your fingers reach in his hair, nails traveling up his neck and right to the back of his head, applying delicious pressure and gently scratching.

“Oh, you poor man…” you murmur in his shoulder, the other hand sliding up his abs and chest, only to be grabbed by his, keeping the lock against his steadily beating heart. He feels your smile against his skin and smiles in return, when your lips touch one of his scars.

Opening his eyes and tugging on your hand, he turns around, quickly trapping you in an embrace of his own, strong arm resting against the small of your back, fingers gripping your hip, all to have you secured and close against him.

“Me - poor?” He asks with a soft chuckle, lifting your hand to place a small kiss to the back of it, lips sending more heat through your body, than the water ever could. “It is you who deserves some pity. After all, I make you wait for me, leaving you alone to deal with the household and two extremely active teenage boys… Sounds like I am a bad husband here.”

“Now, you know it is not true,” you scold him, palm sliding out of his and index finger tapping against his closed lips. “I do not mind staying up waiting for you, when it is the weekend ahead of us and tomorrow is Saturday. Besides, sometimes it’s me who stays late, doing work, and my amazing loving husband is the first person I see upon arriving home in the ungodly hour of the night. And- oh…”

You shiver slightly, all because Diluc's big and broad figure almost fully shields you from the water, leaving your wet skin to cool down. It doesn’t go unnoticed by your husband and prompts him to wrap his second, now unoccupied, arm around you, pressing your bodies impossibly, intimately together, to share his heat.

“And..?” He asks, burying his face in the side of your neck, leaving a trail of small kisses from your collarbones to the line of your jaw. You almost purr, fingers of both hands finding its way to his hair, eliciting a groan out of him.

“And! Our staff is absolutely professional and my role there is purely nominal. Our boys? Diluc, they are angels. True, Benny and Razor are active and adventurers at heart, but they are usually on their best behavior.”

“Hm, I see…”

Distracted by the conversation, with your focus shifted on his hair, you fail to notice how the man’s face is now mere inches away from yours. His eyes crinkle in a silent laughter when yours widen upon realization dawning on you.

“I love you,” your heart jumps in your chest and cheeks grow rosy, which is definitely not the hot steam’s doing. This confession shouldn’t be something new to you, but dang it does it send your whole being into rapture every time.

“I love you too,” is all it takes for the man to lean forward and kiss you with vigor. For a moment tiredness is no longer here, completely forgotten in the haze of your mouths devouring each other, hands desperately clinging to each other and the glass of the cabin fogging up even more. There is no fight for dominance, because you do not need it, relishing in the feeling of your affection, of this moment of being alone, but together, so lovingly close and private.

Diluc kisses you and you feel like you two are sitting in front of the fireplace, cuddling and whispering sweet nothings, with fire lightening your features delicately and licking your skin with its warmth.

But it is wet and suddenly you both are reminded that you are still standing in the shower, and water is running and running, droplets sliding down the sides of your faces and falling in a small pool that is gathering right where your chests are pressed together.

You breathlessly chuckle when a small splash hits your feet after the redhead leans back. Diluc is staring at you intensely, brushing heavy locks away as your hands slide out of his hair and down his shoulders to settle on his well-defined pectorals. You are standing like this for a moment, unmoving and silent, unable to stop gazing into each other’s eyes.

The man is the first to break out of this tender stupor, reaching out to turn the water off and grab your shampoo from the shelf in the niche. It shakes you out as well, when he starts squeezing the substance on his open palm.

“You are the one tired, let me take care of you,” but Diluc only shakes his head, putting the bottle back and gently taking a hold of your shoulder to turn you around.

“Let us not start the game of who is more tired, we both know it never has a winner,” his words make you snort, because it’s true. “I want to wash your hair for you and then you can do the same for me. Sounds fair, right?”

“Yes, love, sounds fair.”

He is gentle, oh so so gentle with you... You can only stand there and squint in pleasure, as his fingers take care of you. You can call him a professional with how many practices he had with you, always a gentleman and ready to assist you first.

“I know you’ve been stressed this week too..” you almost shiver when he lowly speaks so near to your ear. “But you are such a strong and patient girl… So proud of you.”

…and a comforting sweet talker when he needs to as well.

When Diluc is done with you it’s his turn to be taken care of, and if you kept relatively silent, the man has a hard time to do so. He is groaning and sighing audibly when you are shampooing, scrubbing and rinsing his hair, repeating it one more time, because of how thick of a mane he has. His eyes are closed shut the whole process, and you can’t help yourself, pecking his nose whenever the opportunity is present.

The last time you are rinsing the shampoo out of his hair, your husband is attached to your body again, lowering his head onto your shoulder to make it easier for you (which honestly is not as comfortable as if he was facing away from you, but you don’t have a heart to tell him about it).

“So…” he murmurs, when you put the hand shower back in its place, “are we having tomorrow all to ourselves?”

“Mhm, boys asked to stay until tomorrow’s evening. And what about it? Have some plans for us?”

He unwraps his arms from around you and takes a step back to wring out his hair, all the while looking at you.

“Does staying in bed and sleeping half a day sounds like a good plan to you?”

“Who are you and what did you do to Diluc Ragnvindr?” You ask teasingly, sliding a door open, grabbing a towel to pass it to your husband.

“I am Diluc Ragnvindr, and I married the most incredible woman, who nags me so much about my sleeping schedule, that I try to compensate for it during the weekend. Her name is Y/n Ragnvindr, by the way,” you almost drop the towel at his bold words, which he swiftly steals from your hand and starts wrapping around his head.

“You..!” An embarrassed squeal dies on your lips, when your gaze falls onto his right hand, spotting a golden band, gleaming in the light of the bathroom. Yeah… You are Y/n Ragnvindr, and you do nag him about how wrecked his sleeping habits are.

Only because you love and care about him.

“You know what? That’s not a good plan,” Diluc stops in the middle of adjusting another towel around his hips, and stares at you puzzled. You grin in response, grabbing a towel of your own, pressing a fleeting kiss to his lips on your way out of the enclosure.

”It’s a perfect plan.”

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #diluc x fem!reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc ragnivindr x reader #genshin modern au #will tag as a separate kind of au later

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inniessick · 1 year

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A Very Berry Pie / Lee Felix

pairing: dad!felix x fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: very fluffy, may have spelling mistakes/capitalization, family dynamics, petnames (Honey, hun, love), mentions of food?, I think that's all its really just a little dad!felix fic.

likes reblogs and feedback are appreciated! ♡

It was a Saturday, the designated 'family baking day', each Saturday you, Felix, and your little boy, spent the evening making a dessert together. It was a great opportunity to teach your son skills, but more so, it was one of the times where all of you could actually bond. All of you were standing in the kitchen, Felix was by the oven, preheating it. You and your son were cleaning and cutting up berries. "Can you go over to the sink and wash the blueberries please?" You spoke as you cut up the strawberries, "Yes ma'am!" The little one pushed his step stool in front of the sink before turning on the water and rinsing off each berry, "Are we gonna us the whole pack, Mom?" "Mhm! Need you to wash it all." "Okay!" You threw away the leafy parts from the strawberries, "Not gonna burn anything over there, are you honey?" You softly patted Felix's back, "I only set the oven too high one time!" "Just teasing you, baby." "Mhm." He gave you a kiss on your forehead, "Mom, they're all clean!" You turned to see him standing proud, hands on his hips with a big smile. "Yea? Let me see," you walked over to the sink making sure he hadn't missed any.

"Good job!" You high-fived him, "Do you want to help me start some pie crust?" "Oo! We're making the dough?" "Yup! I got all the stuff for it this week." You heard footsteps. Felix was standing next to you at the counter, ready to continue the prep. You handed him all the ingredients, "Dad's gonna show you exactly what to do, he's better at it than I am." You smiled up at Felix. "Can I put the flour in the bowl, please?" Your son spoke up, "Yea, we need two cups of the flour, make sure to scrape off the excess before you put it into the bowl." Felix watched as everything got poured into the bowl, cracking two eggs before grabbing a whisk. "Do you want to help me out with mixing it together?" "Yes!" "C'mere," Taking the boy's hand in his as they grabbed the whisk, stirring everything up together. "You're a real pro at this, maybe I'll start a bakery with you!" Felix was giggling as he continued to mix the ingredients together.

You just stood back and watched, it never failed to impress you with how great Felix was with kids. He had always been an amazing dad, his never ending patience was a blessing. He wasn't just an amazing husband or father, but he had always been a good person. He took so much time to truly bond with your boy, and still found time in everyday to love you. You couldn't have asked for a better family. Even in small moments like this, where you were simply cooking together, it left you in awe. He was always so happy to simply be there.

You were snapped out of your thoughts, "Give Mom some dough so we can all roll it out." You were handed a ball of dough, before Felix began speaking again. Your son sprinkled some flour on the counter before looking up at his dad again, "So, you're gonna roll it with your hands like this," He demonstrated the motion, before watching the both of you copy him. "And we press it down after?" "That's right! You're gonna flatten it with both your hands." Once again demonstrating the motion before continuing to fold and kneed the dough. "Once you're done, you're gonna set it into the pan, and press it all around the edges." Your son went first, Felix quickly fixing any mistakes. "Now we need to finish cooking down the berries before we can put it into the crust!" "Go get your step stool and put it by the stove, hun." You waved your hand towards the stool as you walked to the other side of the counter, picking up the bowls of berries that had been washed and cut up. Handing them to your son, before he poured them all into the pan. You began to laugh, "You weren't supposed to put all the strawberries and blueberries in there." Felix was giggling too, "Seems like it's gonna be a very berry pie." "Well Mom always says I need to eat more fruits!!" You laughed a bit harder, "That's right, I do keep telling you that. I'm sure the filling will be just fine."

Felix was stirring the pan and lightly shaking it to prevent anything from sticking. "Give it a try," He stood behind the boy, holding both of their hands on the handle before continuing each motion. "You're just gonna shake it, there you go!" Your son's face was beaming, so happy that he had done everything right. You stepped away to put the rest of the bowls into the sink so they could be washed later. "Love, will you bring those pie pans over here? The berries are almost done cooking down." You hummed in response before setting them next to the stove. "Take three spoonfuls and put them into each crust." "Like this, Dad?" "Just like that! Let Mom cover them up once you're done." You waited for each pan to be finished getting filled before folding the dough over the top and sliding them into the oven.

"Now you just need to wait 40 minutes, then we can take 'em out and eat them!" "But that's such a long time!" A small whine coming from the boy, "Well, we can always watch Spiderman while we wait, you know~." You spoke in a sing-songy voice as you walked into the living room turning on the TV. "We get to watch Spiderman?" "Of course we do!" You both sat down with Felix in the middle, his arms wrapped around both of you. "Thank you for helping me in the kitchen." "Thank you for helping too, Dad! You had to teach us how to make the dough!" Felix squeezed you both tightly, "You're welcome, I love you both very much." In unison, you and your son both said "I love you too!" causing you to look at each other and break into a fit of giggles. "Jinx Mom!" "Oh yea, and what do I owe you this time?" "I want to stay up 30 minutes after bed time!" Felix chimed in, "Only if you wake up 30 minutes early!" "Dad!" Your son dragged the word out, "That's no fair!" You playfully hit Felix's chest, "Let the poor boy stay up and sleep in," He started laughing, "Fine, if you say so." You high-fived each other, like you had just completed a mission.

Everyone began to settle down, and you were left thinking again. You couldn't be any more grateful. In moments like this, even if it only lasted a little while, life was perfect. It was worth living. To have the two people you loved most with you, that made any struggle worth fighting through. After all, with them, you could get through anything. As they would always support you, you would support them. This is what family is.

a/n: literally watched a video of felix and chan cooking with kids and wanted to start sobbing. so this fic was born. i'm actually not all that happy with it, but i still think it's cute regardless. i hope the repetition of "son, kid" wasn't all that annoying. :(( also stream novel bc that is such a romance song guys it kills me.

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Lullaby (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: On the way to their first destination, the Trolls have a brief campout for the night

A/N: An idea by FandomKingdomGirl on AO3 as well as @pixarchan :)

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Nobody realized how much of a distance it was to their first stop, until the sky began to turn a gradient sunset color, and then gave way into night.

They had set out in the morning, traveling all day without rest, and it had taken its toll on the caterbus. Rhonda stretched out each of her four green legs and then flopped down on the ground, letting out a great big yawn. John Dory seated himself next to her and patted her fondly, the caterbus letting out a happy little purr in response.

Poppy in the meantime had nursed a fire, supplying wood to it so that it continued to keep them each warm. Sleeping bags were being set up by Branch around it, so they could all turn in for the night and be readily re-energized once tomorrow came.

“Ooo,” Tiny Diamond said, seeing the setup. “Are we gonna be telling scary stories?”

“No,” Poppy shook her head. “We’re gonna go to sleep.”

“What?” Tiny said, like he couldn’t believe it.

“It’s way past your bedtime,” the Pop Queen said matter-of-factly.

“A man doesn’t need bedtime!” Tiny Diamond pouted, crossing his arms.

“Oh, yes you do!” Poppy said. “How else are you gonna grow up to be big and strong?”

“Aunt Poppy, I’m already big and strong, see?” He flexed the teeny little muscles he had on his arms and Poppy sighed.

Branch could tell she was tired. With how energetic she was throughout the day, it all came crashing down at night. A fussy child was not something she would rather deal with right now when there was a nice, comfortable slumber awaiting her. So Branch stepped in to help.

“Proud of your boy

I'll make you proud of your boy

Believe me, bad as I've been, Ma

You're in for a pleasant surprise,

I've wasted time

I've wasted me

So say I'm slow for my age

A late bloomer, Okay, I agree…”

Branch sang just loud enough so that it could be heard over the crackling of the flames, and other nature sounds around them. Poppy glanced at him with delighted surprise, always charmed to hear his voice, but Tiny Diamond wasn’t sharing her sentiments exactly.

“A lullaby?” he said. “Nice try, but that never - “ He broke off, yawning suddenly, and realizing that it just might be working. Seeing that it was, Branch continued.

“That I've been one rotten kid

Some son, some pride and some joy

But I'll get over these lousin' up

Messin' up, screwin' up times

You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part

Someone's gonna make good

Cross his stupid heart

Make good and finally make you

Proud of your boy…”

It was clear that Tiny was falling to the sleeping spell, with the way he was bobbing his head and trying really hard not to let his eyes get too droopy. But he was being stubborn. He still had his glittery arms crossed and was sitting up straight. But Branch didn’t let it deter him.

“Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer

You won't get a fight here, no ma'am

Say I'm a goldbrick, a good-off, no good

But that couldn't be all that I am

Water flows under the bridge

Let it pass, let it go

There's no good reason that you should believe me

Not yet, I know, but…”

Poppy sighed in admiration, her hands tucked under her chin and her eyes dilated. He was so captivating when he sang. That voice of his was something special, a gift from the heavens that bore much talent. It was no longer anything new to her, but it was to someone else who hadn’t heard his singing voice for nearly two decades.

John Dory was just about to snooze against his pet caterbus, when Branch’s singing had made him perk right up. It sounded totally bro-dacious! Not realizing it, his jaw had dropped and his eyes had gone wide as the realization came to him. That was Baby Branch, the little infant who was only an inch tall and who’d sang there on stage next to him when he was a teenager, with a voice that was still developing in strength and uniqueness. Clearly, Branch hadn’t given up singing, and he seemed to have perfected his vocals so stunningly in the years he was on his own…

… years that John Dory was absent for.

A guilt suddenly came upon the teal Troll. He began to think back to how he’d greeted Branch back at the wedding earlier that day, as if no years had passed by, as though it was just another day up to their brotherly antics, when it obviously wasn’t the case. There were many years in between, years where he could’ve seen Branch grow into that lovely voice, and helped guide him there vocally. That was no longer possible… not without a time machine, which, didn’t exist of course.

Still, he wondered if there was a way to make amends to that bond…

“Someday and soon

I'll make you proud of your boy

Though I can't make myself taller

Or smatter or handsome or wise…”

John Dory had taken a leap of faith in joining in on the song, hoping that Branch wouldn’t get upset. Branch did not stop singing, but he did look over in surprise at his brother. A part of him was annoyed. He hadn’t wanted JD to sing with him. He wanted to sing with him only when the time required it, when they had already retrieved Spruce and Clay and were ready to do the perfect Family Harmony to free Floyd. But he couldn’t stop himself now. It would break the serene melody that was finally making Tiny shut his eyes for good, the fight in him to stay awake lost.

“I'll do my best, what else can I do?

Since I wasn't born perfect like Dad or you

Mom, I will try to

Try hard to make you

Proud of your boy…”

Both brothers sang, and Branch felt a little spark inside him once they’d concluded. It hadn’t sounded awful. It had sounded pretty good, and John Dory was beaming at him. Branch didn’t scowl at him. He didn’t smile just yet, but he wasn’t frowning or huffing either. He was just looking at him with the slightest hint of appreciation.It wasn’t much, but it was just enough for JD to get that vibe that things could be amended. They weren’t beyond repair - they could still be put right.

Poppy was bubbly with joy as she grabbed the sleeping baby and tucked him into one of the sleeping bags. Tiny smiled in his sleep and cuddled the blanket close to him, sucking his thumb. She then turned her gaze to Branch and JD, and could see the expressions on their faces. They’re going to be great friends by the end of this trip! Poppy thought to herself, looking forward to when she would see her boyfriend and his brother pal around, singing songs and hugging and dancing like they had years before.

Branch broke his gaze away first, and he glanced around them. “Wait… where am I gonna sleep?”

Poppy cocked her head. “Huh?” She looked down, and suddenly realized the predicament. Poppy had placed Tiny in Branch’s sleeping bag, and by the looks of it, the Trolling seemed far too comfortable to be moved. Aside from John Dory’s sleeping bag, which he was already settled into, there was only Poppy’s pink one.

“Ohhh… oops,” the Pop Queen said, biting her lip in contemplation.

“Hmm,” JD thought, and then he snapped his fingers as he thought of a perfect solution. “Say, why don’tcha sleep together!”

“WHAT?!”

John Dory reared back as the two Trolls yelled in shock back at him. “Whoa, chill, alright? I just thought the sleeping bag looked big enough to fit ya,” he explained. “What’d you think I meant?”

As Poppy’s face turned red with a blush, Branch already began to walk off. “You know what? I, uh, I can just gather some leaves and moss and stuff and I’ll just make myself a pile to sleep on, okay? Okay!” He hurried off.

“But won’t that be uncomfortable?” John Dory called after him.

“NOPE!” came the strained reply.

JD was confused when Poppy too didn’t want to speak anymore. “Well, goodnight!” she squeaked, quickly tucking herself into the pink sleeping bag and making sure to turn her face away from his.

John Dory exchanged a baffled look with Rhonda. “Was it something I said?”

Rhonda only shrugged.

__________________________________________ A/N: Song is "Proud of Your Boy" from the Aladdin musical 🎶

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