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slashingdisneypasta · 2 months

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Happy Birthday!!!

I know I sent a birthday message over your other blog, but I figured I should send one here too ^^

Also, since you love some of my OC's, I thought maybe you'd like a birthday message from them too ^^ I hope this doesn't come off egotistical.

Walking out to your living room, you were immediately met with the sight of a certain fox lounging across your couch like he owned the place. If you didn't know this guy, you would have called the police right away... Honestly you probably still should. Knowing him, he was only here because he needed something or he was running from someone. But- "Howdy there, beautiful. Rough night~?"

Knowing he was referring to your state, having just awoken, you cross your arms and raise a brow at his own unkempt appearance, "Hello pot, my name is kettle. How are you?"

"Ooohhh, never heard that one, before~"

You opened your mouth to reply, before your eyes landed on the coffee table and saw something that certainly wasn't there the night before; a lovely, decorated cake with unlit green candles on top. Seeing your shocked expression, Henry hummed and flicked his tail in that way that you weren't entirely sure what he was thinking, "'Bout time you noticed... The bakery was throwing it out. I don't like cake, so it's for you."

"... The bakery was going to throw out this fancy cake, with candles on it, that just so happens to have 'Hannah' written on it?"

"... Yes."

All you could do was shake your head. Henry was such a jerk... But he was your jerk, "Pfft. I love you too."

When your coworker called you over, claiming someone was on the phone looking for you, you had a few ideas on who it could have been. It was a little nerve wracking, wondering why you were being called while you were on the clock, "Hello?"

"Hannah, baby!" All of your worries dashed away as soon as you heard Shiny's voice on the other line. She never would have called you if it was an emergency, "I meant to catch you before you went to work. I had a late night last night, hehe."

"You mean later than usual?"

"Yeah." You could already see her tired grin and her rolling her shoulders, in that pretty, relaxed way that made you smile. There was a pause over the phone, and it sounded like she was taking a sip of something- more than likely coffee- before she continued, "So, how's my aged beauty doing~?"

"Ohhh don't even joke like that, ma'am. I'm not ready for it."

"Ah, I remember feeling that way." The weasel lady chuckled, making you shake your head in amusement, "It'll go away once you reach my age, I promise."

"Says the lady who's only 37."

"To-may-to, to-mah-to, whatever. Anyways! You don't need to get in trouble, so I'll make this quick." You could hear rustling in the background on Shiny's end. It sounded like she was moving clothes around. Possibly laundry? Or just getting ready for her day? You wouldn't put it past her if she called you in the middle of her morning routine, "So, did'ya know that there's a birthday special at the club?"

Oh? "There is? You never mentioned it before."

"Uh-huh. You get your choice of a free shake or plate of nachos! And a private show with a lucky dancer~"

Either this was a new development at Shiny's club, or this was her way of trying to convince you to come over and hang out with her and Terry. Not that she needed to try that hard, "Do I still have to pay for the dance, then?"

"Hmmm... If the dancer of your choosing decides it~"

"Does it have to be a dance? Or can the dancer just sit and share my nachos or shake?"

"Oh she definitely will. No amount of money can beat free food."

You couldn't help the chuckle escaping you. Shiny could never be subtle, "I can't argue that... Lemme think about it. I made plans today after work."

"Ah, fair enough." Her voice lost the playful edge in her voice, taking a warmer, content tone, "Well, either way, in case we don't catch each other, happy birthday, little witch."

You didn't expect the knock on your door so late- well, it wasn't late late, but still an unexpected time for guests. But seeing who it was through the peephole, you happily opened the door, grinning ear to ear when you saw the two familiar, fluffy faces, "Moony! You brought Cake!"

"Yeah, she missed you." The wolfs tail was already wagging excitedly as he carefully stepped inside, having to duck under your doorframe. The little rabbit tucked in his arms looked ready to hop into yours, making Moony chuckle, "See?"

The two of you shared a laugh. It took a moment before Cake was calm enough to be put down and not try to climb all over you. Once she dashed off to explore your house and to find Ghost, Moony looked to you with a guilty neck rub, "I'm sorry I never got back to you yesterday."

"That's alright. We both had pretty full days."

"Still. I didn't get to give you this." Reaching inside his flannel, Moony pulled out a box that could fit inside his palm. Though considering how huge his hands were, that wasn't saying much. His toothy grin was a little lopsided, almost like a nervous boy asking out his first crush, "Happy belated birthday, Hannah."

"Oh. Moony, you didn't have to!" You felt your heart grow all fuzzy without even knowing what was in the box, yet. You knew Moony; it was definitely something he put a lot of thought and love into. Something he knew for a fact that you would love ^^

"What kind of birthday would it be if you didn't get something?" Moony shrugged as he handed you the nicely wrapped box. Before you could open your gift, he pointed a thumb to the front door, "And, as a bonus, I thought I could offer my services."

"Services?"

"Yeah. You bought too many books, didn't you?" His soft smile turned into a teasing grin as he crossed his arms, chuckling when you huffed at him, "I thought so. Lucky for you, I brought my tools so I could extend your bookshelf. I can be in and out before you and your folks settle down for the night. Whaddya say?"

I hope these put a smile to your face! Have a good rest of your birthday!!! 💚💚💚

I CANT EVEN-

I LOVE THESE

THANK YOU SARAHHHH!! Omg, afhgasydfauscvutAGCSYfcquv, Moony in flannel you say??? Moony coming to build me a damn bookcase??? That is HUSBAND FUCKING ACTIVITY. Jesus damn christ. I- I- and SHINY CALLING ME ALL TIRED FROM HER NIGHT JUST TO TEASE ME AND OFFER ME NACHOS WITH HER AND TERRY??? H e l l yes I'll make it there!!

And- and- oh my god. HENRY!! That one is so damn cute, I cant XDD UGHHHHHHHH i love him!!! And i hate him. My villain-loving nature is killing me with him XDDD

YOUR WRITING SARAH!! IT JUST- I- OH MY L O R D. ITS GONNA KILL ME BUT ITS OKAY I'LL BE HAPPY!! XD

I really cant express how much I love these. I'm actually tagging them though, so I can find them again-- and I never really tags asks. So that should tell you something XD

Thank you so much!!! ^^ <3<3<3

#marinerainbows sexy oc's (:#thats the tag now for your OC's XD #its fitting.#and also- moony is going on my 'icons of flannel' list in my notes app #yes i really have an icons of flannel list

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justal0wk3yg4mer · 1 year

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Things I've Said: Ghostrunner (Spoilers)

Me: *Player/My actions* Character Dialogue

My man...bot, woke up a chose violence.

Sweet free running. *Immediately misses a jump and dies.* Ooohhh...I'm gonna lose sleep over this.

Air zoomies?

MATRIX bitch!

He does a lil' sword twirl, that's adorable.

Bro first mission took me fifteen minutes...I'm really gonna lose sleep.

You're bossy for someone who's asking for help to get out of prison. And you're very rude 😠

Mmmh, that gravelly voice.

Ninja slaves?

Is he lowkey calling him fucked up?

SUPER MURDER ZOOMIES

I feel like I am staring at the virtual eye of Saron.

Why can't Zoe be the voice in our head? She's such a nice rebel.

I've already died so many times, I don't need competence.

Bitch, there is no trust; spill the tea Zoe.

Jack's gone deviant.

No, no, no, no, please don't jump at me. I'm delicate, please. *Screams as enemies proceed to do just that.*

Good, stay on your side of the barrier and I'll stay on mine. Respect the boundary.

I completely forgot that I had throwing stars.

So I'm an airbender now?

Stop with the compliments, they are beginning to sound vaguely perverted.

I'm sorry, you prepared for an uprising? Then you knew that a multitude of people don't fucking like you.

I'm not a criminal. Just your friendly neighborhood Ghostrunner 😄

Bootleg Ghostrunner.

Can Jack have a gun now? No one cares about your (Architect) weapon preferences, Jack need a fucking gun.

I would like to correct my previous statement. This, this is the bootleg Ghostrunner.

Never have I met a character where I knew off the rip that they were going to betray the main character and every time they say something it just solidifies my opinion. Maybe I'm not playing enough games, but this dude is pretty obvious.

Zoe no! Don't leave me alone with the talking headache!

What the fuck was that!? It makes sounds and--I can't. Nope.

This is the first time you (Architect) have said something that I completely agree with.

Dammit now I agree with the crazy lady. Both of you are fucked.

This is beginning to sound like ex's going at it with their kid in the cross-fire.

Edgy Doc Ock?

WHAT DID I SAY!

That is called a dictatorship with delusions of self preservation.

Go off Jack. *A little later* GO OFF JACK!

You (Adam) look like a lil bitch.

Sequel baiting? *Checks* Yes, yes it is.

So let one thing straight...I am not the best gamer out there. My type of games are the open world story driven kind where I can spend hours fucking around. When I started playing Ghostrunner, I was flabbergasted at the control system and died soooooooooooo many times. But, I really liked the world design and the story so I powered through and honestly, I ended up enjoying it. It is such and underrated game and I was excited when the DLC came out. You best believe I'm gonna play sequel (there is one in development), and find out what they did to my bot Jack. Anyway, I figured y'all would what to see how badly I struggled. For your viewing pleasure (and comedy) my death count for Ghostrunner! (Feel free to let me know y'alls count and any tips and tricks)

Death Count: 3,076

#things i've said #video games #gaming #ghostrunner #jack #the architect #cyberpunk

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tea-with-evan-and-me · 4 months

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Part 9: The Tie

Evan and I are standing in my room kissing. Things are getting intense between us. I tangle my fingers in his curls, slide my hands down to his face, then run my hands down his arms til I get to his hands. I take them and start walking him across the room and stop him in front of my full length mirror. I step behind him. He towers over me, so all he can see are my hands start to undo his tie. His eyes show lust and a little apprehension.

"What do you have planned, lady?" He asks me. His voice a bit high.

With his tie off, I place it on the floor at my feet and start unbuttoning his dress shirt while I speak softly in his ear.

"Well when we are all done here I plan to lay you down in my bed and finally spend a night with you. I plan to hold you and whisper sweet things in your ear like how I love you and I would never hurt you. Then I'm going to work on teaching you what it feels like to have somebody love you and treat you the way you deserve to be. Then every day from now on I'm going to show you that you can trust me and that you are so very fucking safe with me. We can move at your pace, baby. I want you to feel like you have the control just because I want you to know you have the time and space to heal because I am not going anywhere. I will wait on you. You don't have to be alone. You are stuck with me until you don't want to be anymore."

His hand finds mine and he moves it to his chest and presses it there. I hear a faint sniffle.

"It's ok, baby. It's just you and me here and I'm going to take care of you, ok?" He nods

I speak again "But, right now I'm going to make you cum so hard it hits the mirror. Is that ok?"

"Oh God" he says breathless

I unzip his pants and let them fall. I can't see myself in the mirror but I tell him to watch my every move. He pushes down his boxers in one swoop and I step back so he can kick his pants to the side.

I step over to my dresser drawer and pull out some lube and tuck the bottle under my arm. I pick up the tie off the floor.

"is it ok if I tie your hands behind your back, sweetheart. Do you trust me enough?" My voice is filled with only love.

"Yes to both" he answers

I take the soft pink tie and tie his hands together. I open the bottle of lube and put some in my palm and close my fist. Then I tuck my arms through his and start to rub his massive erection. Once again he's so hard the vein is bulging. "Oh God" he says again.

"It's important that you tell me when you're going to cum, ok sweetie?" I say sternly in his ear. " Also, I'm going to trust that you're a good boy for me and keep watching in the mirror." He nods yes.

"Good." I say

Once the lube feels like it's spread pretty evenly, I start the downward strokes. I make sure my fist is tight and I move my hand so fucking slow. He moans at the start of each hand doing it's work. I start alternating rubbing his balls as I'm stroking downward with the other hand. The sounds coming out of him don't even sound human.

"Can you go faster?" He asks me

"Sorry, baby but this needs to be slow. You'll see soon enough "

I stroke for what seems like hours. It's a slow incline for him. His breathing gets more rapid. I decide to change it up to try to get him there quicker. I start alternating the downward strokes with quick thrusts of my hands. Once he starts getting shifty I go back to my slow strokes. His body stiffens. He's breathing hard. He moans.

"I think it's coming" he says

Slow downward strokes

I move him up a bit closer to the mirror.

"Ooohhh fuck. Ooohh fuuuck. Fuuuck baby. Get ready, it's coming" the words are drawn out as slow as my strokes. I know he feels that second before his muscles start contracting because he screams "Ooh, Nat!!!"

He's screaming as it hits him and as he starts shooting his hot cum I start a downward stroke and its forceful. He shoots so hard it hits the mirror. Then I speed up the strokes and he reaches the mirror two or three more times. He's silent and it takes a second for me to realize he's wobbly. My arm shoots across his chest to catch him. "It's ok baby, I have you. I have you sweetie" I say in his ear. I steady him.

"I need to sit" he says

I hurry him to my bed and he sits and then lays down.

"Scoot up here with me" I say and he shimmies up to the pillows. We lay there facing each other. Naked on top of my blanket.

"What a beautiful couple of months this has turned out to be" I say.

His eyes are sleepy "Will you sing me to sleep?" He asks.

"Of course I will"

the... the mirror

#fics

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ladyyatexel · 2 years

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And these two And The Rockers ladies, ooohhh my goodness, their hair, their faces! The dressed one is missing most of her lip paint and I'm contemplating getting funky color in there instead of restoring what's left but her eyes are so soft compared to the other one I am torn. One of them does her little dance pretty well still, the other is feeling pretty stiff. I sympathize with her, haha

They are real beauties, I'm super pleased about the little mini haul my friend facilitated for me.

#horrible doll blogging #dolls

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crazyf0rswayze · 11 months

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Johnny x Tae: Parents pt.2

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It was the day after the gang and Tae had game night at Darry's house. Tae was sitting in her room when her parents started to have a small argument

"We cant ok...we're putting our daughter through so much...just because we don't get along anymore" Tae's mom said

"Fine, but this conversation isn't over" her dad said meanly

Thank the Lord Taes mom had the courage to stand up to her dad. She couldn't stand the idea of hearing yelling. But just in case, she put on one of her favorite records.

"Mom, can I go to a friend's house?" Tae asked her mom softly

"Yea sure..."

And boom, Tae was out of the house and walking down the street to the Curtis house.

"HEY! HEY WAIT UP"

Tae looked behind her to find her friend Johnny jogging up to her.

"Hey" He said, a little out of breath.

"H-hi" Tae responded

"Can I ask you something....about last night?"

"Yea go ahead" Tae responded. She was scared he was gonna ask about the kiss.

"Did that kiss....d-did it mean anything" Johnny asked, looking down, a little embarrassed.

"I don't know..." Tae responded putting her head down a little

"Mmmm" Johnny hummed.

"Let's...um...let's get going"

"Yea, yea. Sorry to waste time" Johnny said as they began walking.

TIME SKIP TO A FEW DAYS LATER

"I just don't know Darry!" Tae exclaimed.

"I don't know how I feel, and if I do feel that way, how would I tell him? Like, he asked me if the kiss on game night meant anything...and I said I don't know. HOW COULD I BE SO STUPID DARREL" Tae continued talking about how she felt about Johnny Cade. He was so beautiful, and he was sweet, and he was always so easy to talk to. She smiled when he was around...

But Darry looked angry.

"God am I saying too much...why do you look mad" Tae asked

"BECAUSE YOURE LIKE A KID SISTER TO ME AND I DONT WANT YOU FALLING IN LOVE BECAUSE YOU'LL GET HURT!! AND I HATE SEEING YOU HURT!" Darry yelled

Tae looked up at him tears in her eyes...why would he yell....

"Tae.. please i-i didnt mean-"

Tae ran out of the house and Darry just stood there.

"Why...why would you yell at her Darrel...why are you so stupid" he whispered to himself

Tae was walking to cool off, when she saw a blue mustang pull up near her. Great...socs...and no one around to help. Tae reached into her pocket to make sure her switch was there...and luckily it was. She wasn't afraid to use it...

"Hey pretty darling" Bob said stepping out of the car.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing on the east side of Tulsa" Randy asked flirtatiously.

"I-i live on this side" Tae said with her head down

"Ooohhh MAN that must suck" one of the boys said

"No....I like it here. I don't wanna live in the land of the riches with all the mustangs and madras" Tae responded flatly.

Bob looked angry now.

"Look, we just wanted to take you out that's all, no need to be feisty" a fourth boy said said.

"No. I don't wanna go out with a soc"

Bob and Randy looked at each other...and then looked Tae up and down, Bob biting his lip. Tae swallowed the lump in her throat, and took a step back. Bob lunged forward at her an pushed her her to the ground, and straddled her.

"AAAHHH" Tae yelled out as she fell to the ground.

"Hey Bob...get off her that's no way to treat a lady"

"YOU SHUT UP, I'LL DO WHAT EVER I WANT" Bob yelled at the other soc

Bob pulled out his switchblade, and held it near Tae's throat.

"You wouldn't..." Tae managed to say

"Oh don't you underestimate me" Bob said with a chuckle

He stood up dragging Tae up too, since his hand was grabbing onto the neck of her shirt. He held the switch closer.

Suddenly someone pushed Bob to the ground and started throwing punches.

"DONT YOU EVER TREAT A GIRL LIKE THAT!" a familiar voice yelled out....Johnny?

Tae picked up the switch blade that Bob dropped. As she dove for it a boy made sure she stayed down and threw a few punches before getting up. Tae immediately got up to push the boy to the ground

"DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME" Tae said....tears in her eyes.

After Johnny had finished off Bob, all the boys had abandoned the area.

Johnny was quick to get to his feet

"Are you ok Tae" Johnny said looking at her face where the one boy had punched her. Johnny held her face rubbing his thumb very very lightly over the cuts.

"Mmhm" Tae said, she was about to cry

"Hey hey it's ok....i-its ok" Johnny breathed out. He pulled her into a tight hug so she felt safe. She cried as he held her.

"Come on....let's go to Darry's house and get you cleaned up..."

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Part three comin' soon 😋

@tougherthanyou

#johnny cade #fanfic #greaser #the outsiders

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cloudraker · 1 year

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i think that 100's design being that of a 'proper' and high class lady (in the story's setting/time period) says a good bit about he character. from what i can tell, the place she was created in was gross and dirty and just. disgusting all around, so the contrast between what she is and what she pretends to be is highlighted in how she presents herself. with her clothing being mostly white with red accessories, i think it's important to note the placement of said accessories.

her sash around her middle and her neck are both 'connecting' places on the body, with her head and lower half being connected there (how do i word that better ooohhh my goddd), as well as the red stitch pattern on her apron (?), further pointing to her inhuman qualities as she was literally stitched together. white being used to commonly symbolize things like purity and then the red accents is?? i can't word this bit well but the 'pure' parts being broken up with red is grogrrrr

in this picture we can see that the bow around her neck is hiding stitches. while it’s pretty clear that the bow is being used to hide them so she can go out in public, i think it’s safe to use this as a base and say that there could be stitches underneath where her belt is as well.

#cloud speaks #fabricant 100 #im so excited for this manga lads #also probably important to note that the first thing the doctor said to 100 was that she was another failure #while we’re constantly reminded of how ‘superior’ ashibe’s flesh/body is #many thoughts

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larabiatasstuff · 6 months

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Part three 🖤

" Can I ask you something? " " You can ask me anything. " he said." What are these buttons for? " I asked pointing at the dashboard." Hahaha you're curious huh? This one is for the ice cream truck song. Go ahead, push it." I did, and a melody started playing." The other two are more fun. It's actually a good thing you ask in case you have to use them in a fight. The small one is for the gatling gun on the side and the big one is for my special laughing missiles. Believe me Y/N they're real fun. Speaking of the gatling gun I need a few parts for an upgrade. Can you check the map? There must be a huge junkyard somewhere. " He said pointing at the glove box. I opened it, took the map and tried to figure out where we are." Okay we're on highway 64 if we stay here.... Umm you have to take the exit in approximately 50 miles to highway 61 and another 20 miles to reach the junkyard. " " Perfect, thank you Y/N. What would I do without you.". "Well I guess you'd ask Harold." he shook his head "It seems you can't take compliments very well tiny Y/N, don't worry we will work on that." he said "Are you starting this again? I'm not tiny, my height is properly for a woman my age. Not everybody is a giant like you Sweet Tooth."he chuckled " I'm just joking Y/N. Hey since we have some time to pass let me show you my favorite songs of the silver haired god ." "Ooohh yes that would be great." Sweet Tooth turned on the radio and started talking about the music and started singing. It was really fun to be around him and I could tell that he had fun as well. After a little more than an hour we arrived at the junkyard. Sweet Tooth drove through the broken gate and parked in the middle of broken cars and huges piles of scrap. "There we are. You wanna wait here?" he asked "If you tell me what we're looking for I can help. We're faster together." "You're probably right, okay we're looking for something like this." he said holding a rusty object in his hands. "Alright, let's go then." I said about to open the door. "Don't go too far Y/N, okay?" "Okay." with that I jumped out of the truck and started walking around. I opened the hoods of cars and even rummaged through some boxes full of scrap. "No way, if that isn't my favorite clown!" came a male voice from behind. "Hahaha who would have thought that we meet again." Sweet Tooth answered. I walked in the direction and saw a man and a woman talking to him. "Ooohhh who's that pretty lady? Is she your girlfriend? John Doe, nice to meet you." the man said shaking my hand, smiling at me. "She's my Y/N, I mean she... This is my friend Y/N." Sweet Tooth said. "Hi I'm Quiet. What are you guys doing here?" the woman introduced herself.

Part four🖤

#sweet tooth x reader #sweet tooth #twisted metal #samoa joe #slow burn

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yisanged · 1 year

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i still have to get up to date on s classes. i started rereading it and now i feel like i can't just suddenly get into the new chapters like i have to reach that point naturally through the reread. but i keep falling behind hrmm. anyways the comments on it on wuxiaworld are so rancid.... like i remember during that one arc with like kang soyoung and riette and. hold on. i'll cut this

hi anyways with kang soyoung and riette where like she was so allured by the pretty dragon lady that she sided with riette even after hyj told her to knock it off and they had to fight with noah like that i think idk it's been a while. anyways all the comments were like "god kang soyoung is such a bitch like yoojin told you to stop why wouldn't you listen to him sooo fucking annoying" like HELLO i know you're the same fucking dregs going "ooohhh are we sure this isn't some yandere brocon romance instead of an action story ahahah" whenever yoohyun does something overprotective... so you're willing to be all teehee in the worst grossest way whenever yoohyunie doesn't listen to yoojin but when soyoung (dragon rider whose power entirely depends on dragons that are extremely rare) meets a pretty dragon lady that offers a dragon ride and completely understandably gives into her you'll turn on her like that. why do you hate women and why are you disgusting. i hope you die

#saurry. Thoughts. justice for soyoung jail for wuwo commenters #some people don't deserve s classes!!!! put this novel up on a high shelf

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justiisms · 2 years

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"I know it's a little odd to ask you come outside, but I promise it will definitely be worth it!" *bobbery has a proud look on his face as he's standing right beside the hammock, patting it in a gesture for her to sit*

"It wouldn't do for our special lady to have to stand during her day, would it? Now please direct your attention upwards because any minute now-" *and before he can finish speaking, the sound of a loud whistle can be heard in the distance before a firework suddenly goes off! and then another! and another after that!! the sky is alight with a myriad of shapes and colors, loud laugher and cheering heard coming from the front of the house where toshi and arthur are busy setting them off!*

"We saved a few fireworks from last month and thought it would be nice to end today with a little show! Happy birthday from all of us, haha~!!"

"Hm? Oh, sure, I don't mind! What's Bobbery got in store for me, ooohhh~?" A curious smile lighting up on her face, following him to the hammock and sits down as requested.

"Haha aww, such a gentleman~!" Then she gives a nod, saying- "Oh, okay!!" Before looking up towards the sky. The whistling sound makes her eyes widen, followed by a gasp when she fireworks pop into the sky! "Ohhh!!!" And as more fill up the sky, her eyes practically sparkling as she gazes in awe.... "Ahhhh....so pretty....!!!"

She also heard the loud cheering of the two, making her laugh as she yells out: "These are amazing, guys!!! Hahaha!" Loud enough so that they hopefully heard her, before turning towards Bobbery with a beaming smile as she listens to him.

"Ahhh, I see! Oh what a wonderful surprise this was, I love it!! All the different shapes and colors.... so beautiful!!!" She claps, truly loving the wonderful firework show they put on for her....and once it's over, she'll hop off the hammock and pull Bobbery into a giant hug!!

"Thank you, thank you, thank youuu~! You guys are the best!! That was the best firework show ever!!"

#AAAHHH GOOD!!!#her own lil fireworks show!!! 🎇 she's in awe~#BLESS BOBBERY.... and Arthur and Toshi tooo!!!!#they truly made her night!!! ✨#Phan answers;;#essenceofjustice

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han-shinsuke · 3 years

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t h e b r e a k f a s t t a b l e

[🔞] k e n t o n a n a m i [‼️]

s m u t • s m u t • s m u t

ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏᴜᴛ ɴsғᴡ

If only you were at home, listening to sleeping at last and maybe with a cup of hot cocoa in hand, you would really appreciate the heavy pour of rain outside. However, you weren’t. Therefore, you must try to not show uneasiness while he’s around— while it was only you and him inside their manor.

“The generator isn’t working,” he informs you after inspecting the machine in the cellar. Kento turns off the penlight then sat on the chair beside you.

As reported by, the thunderstorm will last for two hours. A hundred and twenty minutes of being alone with your principal sponsor, Kento Nanami. “We will be fine. We have enough candles to get us through this darkness.”

Are you sure of it? Can you keep your calm around him? Especially when he’s that close? You can even smell his natural peachy scent.

“Do you not like me?” your face almost slipped from your palm. Why would he think that?!

“No.” you reply, absentmindedly licking your bottom lip. “You sponsor my studies and allowance and you bought me an apartment. How can I not like you, sir?”

Just to clear things, he is not your sugar daddy. You were not obliged to give something in return, though, you’d be glad if he wants to. Besides, you are not the only one he sponsors. There are twenty in total including you.

“Then why are you so distant?” he leans his back on the backrest, searching immediate answer from your intriguing reaction.

Yes, you were not aware but he finds your manners interesting.

You let out a low and defeated laugh.

“It’s because I like you romantically, sir.” you avow.

“Oh.” his response, “you’re only eighteen.”

“Can I not like you just because I’m young?” you sigh, looking away. Watching the rainwater rolls down the glass wall. “I lost my virginity last month, sir. I heard from your exes that you didn’t fuck virgins.”

What were you thinking, really? Spurting private matters like it’s some kind of gossips.

You heard him coughed. You laugh, “whom do you surrendered your innocence to?” he asks.

“Megumi Fushiguro, sir.”

Why do you have to be so polite? It’s driving him mad. His chair creaks. You eye him in question. He transfers the vase to the most secured spot.

“Quit the talking, baby, let’s fuck.”

Your heart races when he sits you on the tabletop, parting your legs. He creates an opening between your thighs. Everything about this man is thick so the width fuels your desires. He’s standing between your legs, sliding his palms up and down your sides.

You remove his shirt. Tracing his beefy muscles using your fingertips. You gasp when you reached his hard packs. You went lower, inserting a hand pass over his waistband. Kento let out a throaty moan when you palm his bulge inside his pants.

You were doing right, just right to make him close his eyes and gasp for air. You run your tongue in between his chest, hand still busy putting pressure on his other head. Damn. You can feel your own heat juicing.

“Do you want more, sir?” you ask, still licking him, moving far to the left, you poke his nipplexx using your tongue then eventually, started sucking it.

“Fuck, baby~ have you done this before with Megumi?” his breath is shaking though he can still speaks clearly.

From palming his head, your hand proceeds stroking his length, stretching its skin down from the tip. Nanami growls like a beast, you did pretty well with your hand so he grabs your nape and tilts your face up.

“I didn’t, sir. But Megumi had a mouthful feast on his study table. He devoured me like a feral man.”

You retract your hand from his pants. He moans in disappointment. He loves how you work your hand underneath his bottoms.

He didn’t talk after that. Nanami helps you with your clothes, stripping you out from your restrictions. You serve yourself... naked and flushed on his breakfast nook. You were no different from those sluts he fucked before. You crave for him so you do the service.

Nanami disrobes the remaining pieces of his clothes before pulling you on your ankles. He leans down to your face, kissing your chin first. That first kiss gives you butterflies compared to how Megumi taught you the basics of kissing. He may be your first of everything but nothing can compete with this man that makes you feel 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 by just kissing your chin.

Your both hands were pinned on each sides of your head. He examines you from head to toe. Your heat throbs, his tip is poking your abdomen. He’s long and thick. Will it fit? Of course, you're this ready for him. You anchor your legs behind him, pulling him down.

“Put it inside, sir, I’m ready.” you beg with your fluttering eyes. He teases your lips with his, brushing slightly. You whine. Pleading again.

He knows you were so desperate for him so he ended the thirst with a very rough kiss. Sucking both lips like its some kind of delights made for him. He surely enjoys kissing you torridly that it makes you thrash for air when he didn’t let go of your mouth.

That made him laugh. When your breathing return to normal, Nanami claims your lips again, this time, he’s moving slow, so slow that you didn’t notice his mouth has already left yours gaping open. He’s now down on your neck, sucking while a hand is palming your folds. You grope his right ass, earning a grunt from him.

His mouth keeps traveling down, it reached your bare chest. He takes in a bud inside his hot mouth. Sucking it, biting it. You moan. You just keep moaning and at the same time grinding your leaking pearl against his erection.

He pops out your first nipplexx, he does the same to the other. Flicking his tongue against it. Sucking it as well unti it turns red.

He goes down again, another spot—the most vulnerable one is waiting for him. He adjusts himself, groping your titsx hard while pinching its both buds.

“Aahh sir~” what? Did you just moan like a slut? You make him smirk and feel proud of himself. He gropes you again, even harder this time. He hears more of your 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒉𝒔 and 𝒐𝒐𝒉𝒉𝒔. You satisfy him by just moaning his name and how good he makes you feel. He squeezes your sides, moving down to your thighs. He hit you there. He didn’t stop until he sees stars in your eyes. One star rolls down. Nanami licks his lips, planting soft kisses on your face.

“Ooohhh gosh, sir~” your body jolts when he tugs your clitx before latching his tongue between your folds.

Damn. Nanami eats better.

You grab onto his hair, gripping there. He dives deeper into your cunt, tongue lolling in and out of your still tight core.

“Hmm~ you taste like a real lady hmm~” fine, reaper! You can take her soul now.

Nanami’s 𝒉𝒎𝒎𝒔 sounds so sexy and you push more of your drenched cunt toward his face. He seems to appreciate your little movement so he eats deeper and thumb you harder.

“Sir—sir! Aahh~” surprise! You spill in his mouth and he’s grateful for your milk so he slurps everything and gives your clenching cunt a good run using his tongue.

You were panting when he pushes your legs to your chest, locking those tight with his forearms. He joins you on the tabletop, folding you in half. His hands grips tightly on the edge and pressing his knees firmly on the table with you in between.

Suddenly, you remember what Megumi had told you before that if a guy fold a lady to half, he’s been meaning to breed her.

Now. Now. Now.

You start to panic. He notices it. You receive his unusual smirk. You put your hands on his shoulders, shaking your head.

“S—sir— don’t fuck a baby into me, please.”

Instead of a reply or an assurance that he would not, Nanami claims your lips again, masking the slow and eerie penetration of his cockx into you.

He earns a loud gasp from you when he installed completely his length inside you. It stretches you really wide that a lone sob escapes your lips.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he taunts you, caressing your face. “I’m inside you. Full and deep. You will be fine, trust me.”

Your lips quivers when he start pulling out. You can feel how thick he is and how farther his tip reached inside.

He can feel your shaking so he kisses you again, focusing on your neck.

“H—hold—please sir aahnnn~” your whine is pure and appealing. He cannot wait any longer. It’s just that this is not his way. He loves ramming a pussyxx harder and deeper. He loves being in control.

“Be still, baby. I will move hard now.”

Again, what’s the use of shaking your head no? He slams right there. Just right there when he crashes his mouth on yours to drown your cries.

He’s tight. Hard. And strong that with every thrust and every pull and with every ruthless push, the table that supports the weight of the two people atop it, creaks louder.

He shakes your world and uses your womanhood the way it supposed to be fucked. He didn’t stop. He can’t be stopped. Not this time, not at this moment that he loves how you clench around him and how your cunt responds so sweetly.

“Here comes my seeds, baby~ take it all my pretty baby~” he pounds you so hard at the time his semenx spills inside you, combining with your juice. He pumps you even harder, grunting. While you, all you did is moan his name and that he should not cum inside you but he still did.

He fucks his jizz inside you, watching it leaks from your throbbing cunt.

You end up staring at nothing.

You still feel it dripping from your hole.

Nanami takes you in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom. Still in dazed, the both of you dip in the warm water in the tub. You on his lap, legs spread.

“Wha–what are you doing?” you breathe when Nanami slides his hand between your thighs, dipping his fingers between your folds.

He kisses your nape from behind, moving to the side before ending on your shoulder that he licks and bites.

“What else my pretty baby? Finger fucking you hmm~”

Just when he starts rubbing hard circles on your clitx, the rain pours heavily, drowning your moans once again.

You have proven the rumors surrounding his name. Kento Nanami fuck better in the dark.

#imagines #smut #one shot #jjk #jjk nanami #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you #nanami kento smut #nanami kento is a daddy #jujutsu megumi #megumi fushiguro #anime #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu kaisen

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80s4life · 2 years

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The Things I’ve Never Done Pt.6

Word Count: 1,719

Status: Sugested!

@: @outrosins & numerous lovely anons!

A/N: I’M SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN TAKING FOREVER! I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOY!

Fandom: Titanic 1997

Relationship: Caledon "Cal" Hockley x Brown!Female!Reader

Summary: Confusion is a pitiful thing. As is time. It’s highly overlooked yet highly valued under specific circumstances. A relationship depends on chemistry, love, understanding, and time. You hardly know the man you’d put your life on the line for, yet to you, time is just a figure of imagination just as long as the love doesn’t fade. That’s exactly what you plan on doing, too, never letting that fire die.

Warnings: language, questioned loyalty, name calling, accusations, neglect, loss, sadness, minor mentions of starvation, WE HAVE CAL LADIES AND GENTS!

Masterlist Titanic Masterlist Part One Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4* Pt.5 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9 Pt.10 [epilogue]

Taglist: @tangledcopperstrands @snapessecretdiary

{gif is not mine, credits go to @}

Nodding her head weakly, Y/N prepares herself for the day ahead, the day she knew would be full of lingering gazes and quick checks over the shoulder. As the last knots were wound, last layer of crinoline was placed, her dress fell over her shoulders, fitting her form perfectly. It was a pretty dress, but Y/N’s attention on it quickly dulled as she looked at her face. Nothing was particularly out of the ordinary, but her eyes had shifted in a way, her emotion swirling within them to appear puppy-like.

“You’re going to be fine, Baby. If he doesn’t change, then let it be. Men are different at times, unable to see what they truly desire until it’s too late. It’s a woman’s job to move on,” Molly states once more, squeezing her daughter’s shoulder blade before leaving the room, allowing Y/N to collect herself as she takes a final look at her reflection.

“Still the Y/N I was, someone else entirely on the inside,” she smirks, recollecting her sense of being, “Fuck men.”

To Be Continued...

Chapter 6: Those Whose Hearts Are United Beat As One

<3rd Person Perspective>

With a somewhat new outlook on life, Y/N makes her way down the grand stair case once more, catching a glimpse of the man she dreads for. The men and women were gathered together, awaiting their seating as they planned to conjoin as a party. Just swell, Y/N grimaces.

Molly spots her instantly, as does Jack Dawson, smiling and waving her over. Cal watches the whole interaction quietly, watching her. She felt that exact gaze and longed to join it, but she feared her heart would break if she had.

There was inner turmoil in her mind. She’d just met Cal the night before, spending the whole night with him. She barely knew him yet decided it would be right to give him the only thing that gave her “value” to the public’s eye. She fell so easily, so stupidly, for a man who was off limits. Engaged! ...But, she still wants him nonetheless. She hates it.

“Hey!” Jack glows as Y/N drags her way over in mock-delight, “How are you?”

“I’m as good as it gets it seems...” Y/N looks at Cal, quickly turn back in enough time to dodge his eyes.

Jack sneers, but then playfully adds, whispering, “I saw you disappear with him yesterday. Hell, I was surprised that you managed to get him below deck with the ‘worthless scum!’”

Y/N lets a giggle escape at that, kindly remembering having to physically drag the man down the rickety stairs. “I know, right?” she questions, still laughing.

“Yeah, but on a more interesting topic, what did you actually do last night?” he wiggles his eyebrows.

She blushes at the mention, wondering if she’s that transparent. “I might’ve gotten a little lucky...” she muses with a coy smile.

“Ooohhh!” he teases.

“Jack, oh my, please stop. You’ll draw attention,” Y/N quickly yelps in embarrassment, some of the rich folk watching now.

“Whose attention?” he teases again.

“Oh, like you didn’t have a specific someone’s attention either?” Y/N fires back, smiling triumphantly at the red boy.

“Oh stop it you two, you sound like squabblin’ five year olds!” Molly scolds, smirking despite her firm order.

“Yeah Jack, quit it,” Y/N smiles.

“Whatever...” he clears his throat, embarrassed.

Upon a quick announcement, the party was called to attention, led in the direction of the table to seat them all. Almost growling, Y/N lifts her dress slightly at its length, walking pristinely as the rest of the women.

The group gets seated and is delivered their fair share of exquisite brunch meals. Men brag, women gossip, everyone talks. It’s all the same, except for what Y/N knew no one could see or even understand if they could. Feeling eyes burning the side of her head, Y/N looks up from her untouched plate sadly, meeting the pair of chocolate browns she was trying to ignore.

Cal stares at her openly, even as Rose had looked over in boredom and her mother in disgust. She looks back at him despite what was on the line if they were questioned. Cal smirks slightly at Y/N, which she returns in confused warmth, but his expression soon turns darker as the memories resurface.

He turns away again, as if he was just shot in the chest when looking at the beautiful woman, an expression of hurt evident. Y/N could see it, the whole table did, but no one was either kind nor interested enough to ask the selfish man.

The same charade was played as the night had eased on; with plenty of drinks, conversation, parties, and meals that were placed between the late morning into the night. Dinner was a pity party and neither one of the two young adults spoke to one another.

That was until a small, rolled up napkin was pegged onto another series of Y/N’s unwanted foods. A small note written in precise cursive.

Instantly, Y/N looks up in a swirl of emotion. Awaiting her approval, Cal leans against the enormous door frame desperately, smiling when he receives a weak nod. Pointing at the costly watch draped around his wrist, he lifts his hands to reveal the number 12. 12 am, Y/N smiles, relieved.

///

Hurrying in a swift pace, Y/N follows the exact path she took early the morning before, the path they took together. Almost running past the numerous doors, Y/N’s heart pounds in unease, eyes catching sight of the ballroom doors slightly ajar.

Stuttering to a stop just before her hand reaches the doorknob, she almost cries with the unresolved emotions scattering about in her body. She loves him, she fears what’ll happen to them, she’s nervous of how the public would view her and the relationship, she’s sad of how things were left, and most of all, she’s confused about where Cal’s feelings lie.

Taking in a deep breath, she pulls the rest of the door open, relieved to see Cal leaning against a large window.

Clearing her throat, Y/N closes the door and locks it, turning back to Cal, “Good evening.”

“Oh don’t give me that shit,” Cal quips, clearly frustrated.

“I’m confused as to what shit you’re referring to: how you abandoned everything that happened last night to act as nothing happened or the false respect I have for you?” Y/N fires back, slightly offended by Cal’s cruel demeanor.

“I acted like nothing had changed? What about you? ‘I bid you ado, gentlemen...Yes. Good day?’” Cal’s voice broadens, bordering yelling. “You used me like the dam whore you are!”

Gasping, Y/N’s face quickly falls, threatening to break down. “Of course that’s what you would see me as. Although, it does make sense, doesn’t it Cal? Because it seems to me like that was exactly as you had planned to use me, right? Like your little whore that you could tool around with until this ship docks in America!”

“I would never,” Cal steps closer, “Ever,” another step, “Cheat on my fiance with a worthless common whore.”

That was all it took for Y/N’s tears to fall, laughing in utter confusion. “What the hell does that mean?! You cheated on her last night when you used me!”

“You used me!” Cal screams, his face right in front of hers.

Face hardening, Y/N looks at the man she loves in regret, calmly stating, “I distanced myself from you because it was exactly what you’d done to me as we reached the stairs. You threw me away like I was nothing but a pleasurer. You were the one that ran away from me the moment people came into view, and left a night I will never forget at the door... So,” Y/N tries to calm her breathing, “I’m sorry for protecting myself from more heartbreak than was needed if I’d try to work this out. It’s clearly not in your intentions to have me in your life.”

Cal looks away from Y/N, turning away from her completely. “I-” his voice cracks, tears of his own falling delicately down his defined cheeks, “I never used you Y/N. I-I...I was scared, I think,” he turns back to her, grabbing her hands. “I didn’t understand what had happened this morning, and I-. I assumed the worst. I don’t want to lose you, but I just don’t know how to keep you either. I want you, Y/N. Not Rose. Not another woman, you.”

Y/N’s face, puffy and red, cracks a smile as a glimmer of hope shimmers, Cal smiling back as he continues, “When we get off this ship, I’m getting off with you. Do you understand?”

Crying just tad bit more, she smiles wholeheartedly, “Of course I understand, Cal. That’s why I’m here with you, you idiot,” she cries as she hugs him.

Reciprocating instantly, he buries her head in his chest in greed, the other arm grasping her waist tightly. His façade falls instantly, crumpling to the floor as he feels he’s finally found what he was looking for: a woman to have and to hold without the worry of money being the only link. The feeling was almost euphoric and too much for Cal, a series of tears streaming and pouring into Y/N’s hair.

She giggles, looking up at Cal. Readjusting their bodies on the floor, Y/N drapes her legs over Cal’s, wrapping them around his back in a criss-cross fashion. Then, with her body facing his, she grabs his face soothingly, wiping away his tears with care. Smiling, Y/N leans in to peck Cal’s lips, earning her a smile.

“I may leave this ship with you, but you have to swear no doubt in my loyalty. Do you understand, Cal?”

“Yes...” Cal responds in remorse, pecking Y/N’s lips for reassurance.

“Oh! And I want a pretty ring! You can’t have me running around America a free woman, now can you?” Y/N giggles, just imagining the endless possibilities as Cal leans his head into her collarbone. “No more yelling either.”

“I could work with that,” he responds, voice muffled, “That’ll do just fine.”

#caledon hockley #caledon hockley x reader #caledon hockley imagine #cal x reader #cal titanic #titanic cal #titanic x reader #titanic 1997 #titanic imagine #titanic #jack dawson #rose dewitt bukater #molly brown #the unsinkable molly brown #female reader insert

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slothspaghettiwrites · 3 years

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In honor of me getting accepted into college to get a psychology degree, I humbly request a drabble idea where Lee is required to get a psych evaluation in order to stay Sheriff and ends up falling in love with the psychologist 🥰

Ooohhh! Congratulations Nonnie!

"Mr Bodecker, I have been assigned to perform a evaluation of your mental state by the county commissioner's office after the murder of your sister and brother in law. Do you understand?"

Lee's eyes didn't lift from the hem of your skirt, legs crossed at the knee and black nylons stretching over your skin. He lights a cigarette instead of answering. This was all a load of shit. The sound of scratching, pen on paper, is the only thing that makes his eyes rise.

"Whaddya writin', Darlin'?"

"Would you say your stress level has been abnormally high recently?"

"Sure, what with the election and all. It's a stressful time."

More note taking, Lee exhales a lungful of smoke.

"How are things at home Mr. Bodecker?"

Lee grunts in some disapproving manner, pissed off even more with this new direction. More scribbling.

"Fine," he grumbled.

"I was told Mrs. Bodecker has gone out of town."

"Outta town, outta state, outta my life," he smirked, first good thing you decided to bring up.

"So you are going through a divorce, Mr. Bodecker?"

"Divorce has been done, Darlin'. For a few months now. Florence was just hangin' on until the election was done, as a favour to me."

There are no notes taken, no scribbling on your yellow note pad about what his answer really means. Lee stubbed out his cigarette butt and leaned back in his desk chair. His finger laced together over his belly.

"Well then Mr. Bodecker, as far I'm concerned you're cleared for duty. Just don't do anything crazy, like running off into the woods with a shot gun again," you smiled for the first time during the interview.

"What like askin' a pretty lady to dinner and movie?"

#sloth asks #nonnie #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodeker #lee bodecker drabble #a sloth writes

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koulakoukoula2003 · 3 years

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Winter on Paradis

Pairings: Levi x y/n x Erwin, Hange x Moblit, Eren x Mikasa, Marlowe x Hitch

Genre: Fluff, Comedy

Summary: (AU where nobody dies in the Battle of Shiganshina) Everybody is more than excited to find everything covered in white outside the Survey Corps HQ. The Winter Holidays are closer than ever, and you can't wait to spend them alongside your husband, and your brats in your Special Operations Squad.

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: This takes place after the Battle of Shiganshina. Moblit and Hange are married. You and Levi are married. BASICALLY EVERYBODY'S HAPPY, WE NEED SOME HAPPINESS IN THIS FANDOM GODDAMMIT😭😭

Enjoy! 🥰

The next morning, everything was white outside. Everybody was way too excited. It was the 24th of December. And tomorrow was her beloved husband’s birthday. (Y/n) had to think of presents, but all she could look at now, was the whiteness that spread all around them. The snow looked puffy. Only for Connie and Sasha to step right in and destroy it's immaculate beauty. They dove right into the snow, throwing snowballs at each other, and Jean soon joined, playing like five-year-olds.

A snowball landed on Marlowe’s back and he turned, only to be met with an even larger one landing on his face and Sasha with Connie laughed their asses off.

“Aw man, look at that mess,” Hitch approached her boyfriend wiping the white snow off his face. They were all dressed in their pyjamas. They hadn’t even bothered to throw on a cloak or a jacket. Armin had barged right into the barracks, notifying them all that everything outside was covered in a thick, beautiful veil of white and everybody just had to run outside right away.

“No worries, Hitch. I’ve got this,” Marlowe cracked his fingers before he leaned down, picking a large handful of snow and tossing it in Connie’s way. Connie’s laughter ceased as the throw was so powerful, it knocked him down on the snow and Sasha only pointed down at him laughing even more.

Hitch threw another snowball, knocking Sasha down beside Connie. Hitch laughed throwing a fist in the air. “That’s what you get for sneak-attacking my boyfriend!”

Meanwhile, Jean and Eren had been glaring at each other with snowballs in their fists, waiting for the right moment to throw them. Mikasa and Armin were just watching as Jean and Eren did nothing but stare intensely at each other as if they were trying to curse at each other with just one look. Armin raised an eyebrow. Wait a minute…

“Are you guys making a staring contest?” Armin pointed out but the two didn’t answer. They were too busy with trying to keep their eyes open.

Mikasa groaned. “Seriously?! What are you guys? Five-year-olds?!”

The two ignored her and tried to keep it up for as long as they could manage. Eren was the first to give in. “AAH! MY EYES!”

Jean threw a fist in the air. “FUCK YEAH!” And then he tossed the melting snowball that he had in his hand towards his friend. He grabbed another snowball tossing it at him, and another. “Can Mikasa stop me from turning you into a snowman?!” Jean cried out.

“SHUT UP, JEANBOYYYY!” Eren launched at him and they both came crushing down on the snow, beating each other up.

By the time the veterans walked out, it was a mess. (Y/n) had chosen to put on that one thick coat that she had for such circumstances. It was brown, way too big for her small body, but quite cosy and warm due to the fur embroidered on the inside of it. Of course, she had hurried to the barracks to catch all those coats of her squad’s stuff that she recognised. She had washed those coats before. She passed all six of them around her arm and she hurried outside.

Connie, Sasha, Marlowe and Hitch were locked in a thunderous snowball fight. Mikasa and Armin were cheering for Eren whilst he fought with Jean. (Y/n) sighed and she just shook her head. Those kids were going to catch a cold, that was for sure.

“L- Lieutenant (Y/n)-” Marlowe tried to say as he stopped throwing snowballs and turned at his superior, only to be knocked down by a powerful snowball from Connie.

“HELL YEAH!” Connie cried out.

“High-five!” Sasha raised her hand only for Connie to give it a smack.

Hitch growled as she gathered all the snow she could. “You little-”

“Time-out! Time-out! Unarmed person passing by!” (Y/n) cried out as she walked between the two groups. She caught Marlowe’s hand helping him up.

“Thanks, Lieutenant,” Marlowe said as he dusted off the snow from his shoulders. (Y/n) passed his coat around his shoulders and she messed his hair pushing the snow away.

“What have I asked you to call me?” (Y/n) grinned as she settled the coat closer around him.

Marlowe started giggling like an idiot. “(Y/n)?”

(Y/n) gave him a smile. “There, there, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” She handed Hitch her own coat. Hitch had just joined the Survey Corps, and she with Marlowe were making a pretty good team already.

“Thanks, Lieu- er- (y/n)!”

Connie let out a loud sneeze as (y/n) approached him and she cringed. “Oh dear,”

“It’s nothing, (y/n), seriously,” Connie said as he rubbed his red nose.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow “Sure,” as she passed his own coat around him, and then she did the same with Sasha. “You guys continue,” She grinned. “The team who wins gets to share an entire tray of cake,”

Sasha’s eyes widened. “IT HAS TO BE ME!”

“OVER MY DEAD BODY!” Hitch growled as their hands reached for all the snow she could get.

“SO BE IT!” Connie cried out and the fight continued. (Y/n) giggled as she watched them. She’d never get to make that cake. Those kids would be bedridden by afternoon with an unbearable fever and an undoubtedly sore throat.

Erwin let out a sigh as he watched (y/n) scolding Jean and Eren to death before tucking them both in their coats and then setting over to do the same with Armin and Mikasa. But then he realised he wasn’t the only one staring. An invisible smile spread on Levi’s lips as he tucked his hands in the pockets of his black, thick trench coat, and then another contented sigh came from Moblit. All three men stared at that wonderful woman whilst she mothered the fifteen-year-olds that were making a mess of the street.

Moblit received a painful smack on his shoulder, and he knew of only one woman whose hand was so damn heavy. He turned and he saw his wife. “I get it for those two idiots, but why are YOU SIGHING AND STARING AT HER?!” Hange cried out furiously and Moblit cringed.

“I- I- I wasn’t staring at her!”

“YES, YOU WERE!”

“NO, I WASN’T!”

“FUCK YOU, MOBBY! …and then fuck me too,”

Those two were kissing and making out before they knew it. Levi groaned and rubbed his forehead and Erwin rolled his eyes. Both men turned their attention away from the loudly kissing couple, and they tried to ignore Hange’s moans and Moblit’s groans. Levi clicked his tongue in utter annoyance.

I’m never standing around those two ever again.

Time Skip

“H- Hey, (y/n)?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Y- You don’t happen to have a... twin sister, do you?”

(Y/n) choked back a laugh. Connie’s fever was bringing the wildest hallucinations she had ever seen in a patient with fever. “No, darling,”

“Who brought that goat in here?” Sasha mumbled as she pointed at Hitch who was lying on a bed across from her. No matter her fever, Hitch’s eyebrow twitched in frustration.

“I know for a fact that Sasha’s not hallucinating!” Hitch growled.

“Jeez, can y’all like… shut up?" Jean cut in. "And no, Sasha, that’s not a goat, that’s clearly a unicorn,” Jean pointed out in as-a-matter-of-factedly tone in his voice. (Y/n) cringed. Oh boy. Jean was hallucinating too.

“Speaks the horse,” Eren’s voice came from the bed across of Jean’s and Jean shut his eyes and groaned. Eren was the only one not hallucinating and maybe his titan-shifting abilities had something to do with that. Still, Mikasa was beside him, tending to his fever, and Armin was all around trying to help (y/n) all he could.

“You… son of a b-” Jean tried to say but (y/n) cut him.

“Guys!” She said strictly, catching everyone’s attention. “Let’s just deal with your fever and then you’re all free to skin each other alive, how about that?”

Eren sighed as he let his head roll back on his pillow and Jean groaned. “Fine!”

(Y/n) reached Marlowe. He wasn’t hallucinating either, or at least she thought as much. He was sitting there, quietly on the bed across Connie’s dealing with his fever.

“Hey, honeybun,” Hitch caught Marlowe’s attention. His bed was beside her own. “Do I look like a unicorn to you?”

Marlowe looked at her for a moment. His own fever-induced hallucinations weren’t helping him form an honest answer. “N- No, my sweetiecake,”

“Those are like… the lamest pet names I’ve ever heard of,” Jean commented.

“It’s not like you have a big experience with the ladies and pet names,” Connie grinned. (y/n) couldn’t understand how he was able to tease even though he was in a very high fever.

“Me?” Jean chuckled. “If anybody’s got experience in here, it’s me,” Connie, Sasha and Eren started laughing and a bright blush graced Jean’s cheeks. Jean frowned deeply. “YOU GUYS, SHUT UP!”

“Oi, Jean… I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to your twin brother,” Connie said as he let his head roll back on the pillow. (Y/n) tried her best not to laugh. There he is.

“Ooohhh," Jean nodded casually. "Alright, dude, no problem,”

A/N: Thanks for reading!!! Lemme know if you like it!!! Feel free to reblog and comment below!!! 🥰

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Let Me Make You Proud [3] | Tony Stark x Son!Reader

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Tony Stark x Son!Reader

Summary: (M/N) is forced to face his past to save his friends and family. However, sometimes the skeletons in the closet are too much to face.

A/N: The Final part of the let me make you proud series. A long time coming too. I’ve been writing this for months and yet it still feels like I rushed it. So I’m not TOO happy with it but I hope you all enjoy it. Lots of Stark Reader stories in the future, cause I’m a ho for dad Tony and son.

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“So let me get this straight- or as straight as I can with you here. The Kree general Hala came and kidnapped all the avengers, plus Kamala and Doreen and now you’re here asking for my help?”

“Yeah that’s pretty much it.” (M/N) sat on Gwen’s beat up couch in her garage, his father next to him. The two still very much in an awkward stage.

“Also the zoo was destroyed.” Everyone looked towards PRYSM. “What? I figured that was big news too.”

“I did like that zoo. So what’s the plan? We can’t just go without a plan.”

Tony stood up. “Woah woah woah. Plan? No, there is no plan for the two of you. I’ll get with shield and we’ll save the avengers. You-” He points at (M/N) “Will go back to the tower and wait for us to come back.”

(M/N) let out a chuckle before standing up. “Tough shit. She took my friends and family. I’m coming and putting her in her place. Gwen get your things, We’ll think of a plan on the way..first we have to find the ship.”

“Oh! Oh! I scanned the ship's heat signatures during the fight. I can try my best to track it!” PRYSM spoke up, bouncing a little as they said it. “Good. We’ll need that to find it...now we just need a way to get to it…” (M/N) looked at his dad. “I KNOW the avengers have a space ship. We’ll need that.”

Tony sighed and pinched his nose before looking back at the other three. “The avengers don’t have a space ship.” The three seemed to be at a loss. “I have a spaceship. I just let them borrow it.” That immediately made the other three perk up. “I guess if I can’t stop you...I better help get us there in one piece.” (M/N) patted his shoulder. “It’s the least you could do. Alright, let’s get going then shall we?” (M/N), Tony and PRYSM moved to the garage door. “You guys go ahead. I’ll meet you at the tower. I need to get suited up.” (M/N) only nodded understanding and Tony looked confused. “Who exactly are you again?” His son quickly pushed him out of the garage. “Later, later. Let her do her thing.”

Exiting the garage the two were greeted by the sight of Happy, who seemed genuinely surprised to see (M/N). “Hey happy. Love what you’ve done to the hair.” Happy stuttered before smiling and opening the door for the boy he had known since he was born. “It’s good to see ya kid.” (Y/N) helped PRYSM into the car and hopped in. The car ride back to the tower was...intense to be sure. Tony looked like he wanted to talk to (M/N), but the boy was looking everywhere but him. PRSYM was the only one in the car really saying anything and that’s because they kept saying “oo’s and ah’s”. Happy was the one to break the silence. “So...kid. Where’ve ya been?” (M/N) smiled at him. “All over. I’ve only been back here for a couple months. My favorite place I went was Alaska. Might go back there someday.” After that the ride was quiet again. The car pulled into the tower's garage and everyone got out. Happy gave (M/N) a hug before going back to his normal routine. Tony, (M/N) and PRYSM entered the elevator and returned to the common area. Once the elevator opened Tony watched as (M/N) slowly took in the tower after the years he had been away. “I’m...I’m going to prep the ship.” Tony said before taking the elevator down a few floors to the hangar. (M/N) chuckled as the elevator doors closed. “It’s been years PRYSM and yet...he still can’t talk to me like I’m his son.” The little robot rolled up next to him. “It’s just awkward. Like you said it’s been years and he’s trying to figure out how to find the words.” The boy nodded and walked to his room.

His room was just like how he remembered it. However he noticed that dust was collecting on lots of things and it seemed like someone had been in it recently based on his journals left on his bed. He sat down on the bed and began looking through his notebooks. He looked at his old drawings and smiled, ever since he left he’s returned to drawing for himself instead of blueprints. He got lost in the books he didn’t notice when Tony entered the room. “Hey. The ships getting ready for take off we still have a bit.” He looked around the room and smiled at his son. “The rooms just like you left it. I didn’t want to mess anything up. It’s ready for whenever you’re ready to move back in.” (M/N) squinted at this. “What is this?” Tony looked at him with a confused look. “What’s what?” (M/N) stood up from the bed. “This! All of this! Are you just going to pretend like everything’s okay? That somehow after two years I’d just magically forgive you for the lifetime of neglect you put me through?” Tony was about to say something but (M/N) stopped him. “You know...I thought about what I’d say if I ever saw you again. I tried to put the words to how you made me feel...but I can’t. When I see you all I can see is how much I love you, but that I was never enough for you. When I see you, I see myself as a failure. All I ever wanted...was for you to love me like I loved you.” Tears began to form in (M/N)’s eyes. Tony closed his eyes and when he opened them he looked his son in the eyes, his own also glittering with tears. “(M/N) I know it doesn’t mean anything but-” At that moment he was interrupted by the voice of the A.I. “Sir. The ship is ready for launch.” (M/N) shook his head and pushed past his dad. “Later. We’ll talk about this after we rescue everyone.” Tony only nodded. “Yeah. you’re right.”

Walking into the hangar, (M/N) smirked at the ship. “Well, that’ll do. Now…” (M/N) typed into his phone and not long after the sound of webshooters could be heard. With a flip, Gwen landed on the hangar deck through the door wearing her spider gwen suit. “Hey guys. Ooohhh shit! Look at that!” She started freaking out over the ship. Tony was at a loss for words. “What...uh? Who are you?” (M/N) smirked. “Remember how I said I wanted one? This is Gwen, you met earlier. She has the same powers as Peter. Maybe a couple different things.” Gwen waved at him before turning back to the ship. “Well let’s GOOOO! I want to see space!” PRSYM grabbed (M/N)’s hand and pulled him toward the ship.

The ship was more like a modified quinjet able to travel space. (M/N) took the co-pilot's seat while Tony took the pilots' seat. PRYSM and Gwen got situated and Tony began the launch sequence. “You sure you want to do this?” He looked at everyone who only nodded. “Absolutely. Let’s go.” Tony let out a sigh and flew the ship out of the hangar. It wasn’t long before the ship had broke the atmosphere and the group starred out into space. “Alright PRYSM. Tell us where we need to go.” PRYSM was staring out into space. “Oh! OF COURSE!” PRYSM’s eyes lit up and a holographic map appeared. “That way!”

Tony did exactly as PRYSM instructed and it wasn’t long before Hala’s ship came into view. “Ladies, Gentlemen, and PRYSM. We’re here.” Their small ship was slowly approaching the massive one. “Okay so what’s the plan exactly?” Gwen asked. “Easy. Board the ship, rescue the avengers, Kamala and Doreen, Then blow the ship to hell and back.” (M/N) said. “As for Hala. We’ll deal with her if we have to.” His dad looked at him with concern. “That’s not much of a plan.” (M/N) crossed his arms. “Well there really isn’t anything we can plan for this. Unless you have any ideas?” Tony was about to say something but stopped when he couldn’t think of anything. “Exactly. So let’s just do our best and be careful.”

Boarding the ship was surprisingly easy. All they did was connect their to the hull and cut their way through. Once on board the group made their way towards anything that seemed like a prison ward. The hallways of the ship were...eerie to say the least. It was like any generic ship you see in scifi movies with the creepy hum of engines. “I’m detecting lot’s of life signs from not far ahead.” PRYSM said. They followed the little robot until they found themselves in a large room with many cages. They found the prison, however there was something off. “Something’s not right. Where’s all the guards at?”

“HELLLLLOOOO!? IS ANYONE HERE!?” PRYSM yelled out. “Prysm shhh!” (M/N) tried to shush them. However nothing came after they expected some retaliation, instead they heard. “Hello? Who’s there?” That was Steve! “Steve!?” (M/N) ran towards the voice and found Steve and the other avengers. “(M/N)! Tony! What are you doing here?” Prysm hacked into their cell and shut off the energy door. “Rescuing you.” Peter got off his seat and smirked. “Aren’t you a little short to be a stormtrooper?” (M/N) smirked at him. “I don’t know where you get your delusions laser brain.” Peter let out a laugh at the star wars quote. Of course Peter and (M/N) had started off rocky, but travelling made (M/N) realize it wasn’t the boy’s fault. He was tackled by someone. “(M/NNNNNNNNNNNNN!), I’m so glad to see you!” Doreen. She pulled back and (M/N) saw the look in her eyes, the worry. “They took Kamala.”

There wasn’t any time to waste. No hesitation. Once he heard Kamala was taken (M/N) started making his way towards the command center. Gwen, Doreen and Prysm followed close behind. Tony and the other avengers hadn’t even noticed they left. Typical. It really wasn’t hard to find the Command Bridge. The one with the big door on the end of the ship. “You guys ready?” Everyone got into fighting stances. “Yep.” “Yes.” “LET’S DO THIS!”

The door of the bridge was blasted open and the group rushed in. Rushing inside they found Kamala already in her own fight with Hala. “Guys!” Hala looked over and became distracted enough for Kamala to land a punch and knocked her out. “Ugh...that was a pain.” She shook out her hand and ran to her friends. “Guys! (M/N)! Gwen! You’re here!” The sound of footsteps brought the group out of their small victory. Tony and the other avengers ran in. “Oh god. You’re alright. Don’t EVER run off like that again.” Tony panicked. “It’s alright, we’re alright.” (M/N) laughed. “We’re alright for now. But Earth isn’t.” Kamala said, everyone listening to her. “She said she’s ordered the ship to head to Earth and to begin destroying anything it sees. She’s ordered it to raise the planet!” Everyone looked absolutely horrified. “How do we stop it?” Gwen asked. “What about the self destruct? There has to be one on here?” Peter asked. “IT’S BEEN TAMPERED! THE AUTO SELF DESTRUCT HAS BEEN ERASED!” Prysm shouted as they looked through the ship's computer. “There isn’t anything we can do.” (M/N) looked over the computer with Prysm. “That’s not true. The engines. We can set off a detonation and this whole place will blow. Kaboom.” Everyone agreed that sounded like the best plan. “You all get back to the ship and get out of here. I’ll set off the detonation.” (M/N) said making everyone look at him. “No. Absolutely not. I can’t lose you. I just got you back.” (M/N) shook his head. “There’s no time to argue. You all get out of here, I’ll blow this candle stick and escape on one of their ships.” (M/N) began walking towards the engine room but was stopped by Tony. “No. We’ll find another way. It’s too risky. I can send the su-” “DAD!” Tony stopped talking. “Just this once...let me make you proud.” It was then that (M/N) saw it. The love, the worry, everything he ever wanted, in Tony’s eyes. Not looking at Peter...looking at him. Tony relaxed his grip. “Okay...just come back to me. I love you.” (M/N) smiled, tears running down his face. “I love you too. Don’t worry. I don’t plan on dying.”

(M/N) made his way to the engine room, however he was stopped by a group of Kree guards. “Of course you come AFTER.” He didn’t slow down. Using his powers he lifted them up, slamming them into the ceiling then slamming them to the ground. “Welcome to Earth.” He passed them and continued to the engine room. The engine room was large and VERY loud. “Alright...explosion. That’s easy.” (M/N) ran to one of the computers that helped control the reactor. “If I set this to full power and overload that… There. That should do it.” He didn’t need to check anything because as soon as it was locked an explosion from a lower deck shook everything. “Shit. Gotta go...get off the ship, get off the ship!”

Luckily he had checked that the hangar was nearby. Arriving there he discovered all of the ships had been taken. “Great!” Another explosion shook the ship. Was this it? Was this the end? At least he stopped the ship before it could do anything to Earth. He thought of his friends. Gwen, Doreen, Kamala. The avengers, Clint. His dad. At least they were safe. Then the sound of a ship pulling into the hangar brought him out of his thoughts. The ship he arrived on was turning around and Peter and Gwen were on the ramp. “(M/N)! Come on!” Peter called out to him. He didn’t need to be told twice. He began running and used his powers to launch himself up. Peter and Gwen used their webs to to pull him in. They closed the ramp. “He’s in! Get us out of here!” Gwen shouted.

As the ship got safely away from the Kree ship, they watched as the reactor overloaded and the ship exploded into a ball of fire. “You did it. Good job...even if I wasn’t needed.” Gwen said to him. “Hey. To be fair, I thought it would be more of a fight then it actually was.” Gwen lightly punched his shoulder and went to talk to the others. (M/N) was left with Peter. “Hey…” (M/N) spoke. “Hey. Look (M/N) I just wanted to apologize. I didn’t realize tha-” (M/N) stopped him. “Pete. You’ve got nothing to apologize for. I know you weren’t trying to do anything to hurt me. In fact I should probably apologize for smashing your lego death star.” Peter grimaced at the thought. “It’s alright. I got to rebuild it so that was alright. If you’re sticking around I’d love to hang out...maybe be friends?” (M/N) smirked and patted his shoulder. “I’d like that.” Continuing through the ship. He was greeted by the avengers, each embracing him after all of these years for the first time. Clint walked up to him. (M/N) could feel his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t kept in good contact with Clint in a while and he felt bad for it, after all it was him that helped him. “H-hey Clint. It’s good to see you.” Clint glared at him making (M/N) sweat before he broke into a smile and pulled him into a hug. “Oh god...it’s so good to see you kid. You’ve grown up. It suits you.” (M/N) hugged him back. “Thanks dad.” He said in a sarcastic voice. “But for real, thank you. You really helped me discover who I am.” Clint rubbed his head. “Anytime kiddo. Now...I think someone wants to talk to you.” Clint pulled back and turned him towards Tony who was waiting for him. “Dad.” Tony didn’t say anything just quickly pulled him into a hug and held onto him tightly. After the shock wore off, (M/N) held on just as tight. “I really thought that was it. I was going to die there.” Tony let out a laugh, but there was no humor behind it. “I wasn’t about to let that happen.” He pulled back and looked his son in the eyes. “I promise you kid. I’m going to do everything I can to show you how much I love you. I can’t change the past, but I can give us a future. Please let me-” He didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as (M/N) pulled him into another crushing hug.

“Let’s go home.”

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