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᯽៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ Who’s Little Sister?!

preview. Draken swears he doesn’t only go for little sisters. But when you, Takemichi’s younger sister, walks into his shop….

ft. Ken “Draken” Ryuuguji x fem!reader

wc. 6.5k 🤡😅

W. NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI! bimbo reader, age gap (draken is late 20’s workin at the bike shop, you’re in early 20’s in collage) fem reader, corruption, dubcon (reader is intoxicated when they consent), virgin killer draken, oral (f!receiving), cream pie, a lil after care, praise and lots of it, drakens a scumbag but in a hot way🤪🤤 he comes around though, I promise 🤭

an. Hiiii pookies <33 this is a repost from my old account, but I’m reposting it here because I’m bringing this series back to life. This fic as well as part 2 hold such a special place in my heart, and now that my inspo is back and I’m ready to add to this little story, I hope you guys can join me on the ride hehe <33 I hope you enjoy! I love Kenny 💖 reblogs, comment, and constructive feedback are always welcome 🫶

“Draken, you have a thing for little sisters.”

“I do not.”

The look on everyone’s faces begs to differ.

First, it was Emma, and although the relationship didn’t work out between the two, she was still Mikey’s little sister.

“Can’t believe I ever let you near my sister, sister fucker.” Mikey mumbles into the lip of his beer, making the rest of the boys laugh out loud.

“Wait— who’s sister is he going for now?”

Takemichi’s comment had them all silencing instantly, eyes going to him as if he just asked the stupidest question on earth. Draken tried to use Takemichi’s idiocy to his advantage, waving away the conversation with a hand.

“No one—“

“Yours, obviously Takemichi.” Mitsuya blurted, much to Draken’s distaste, who dropped his forehead against the table with a groan.

“What?!”

Draken believed it wasn’t his fault, truly it couldn’t be. After the fallout with Emma, he swore to himself that the girls he went for would strictly be disconnected from his found family. Things were going well for him, so many beautiful girls passed by his shop, he even went on a date with a handful of them.

But he seemed to forget all of them when you walked into his shop.

There you were, bright-eyed, little miniskirt, lips pulled into the cutest pout he had ever seen. He was taken back when you finally met his gaze, pretty eyes widening a bit as you gasped.

“Ah! Found the right place! You’re Draken-Kun, right?”

The honorific had his heart racing, making him internally swear at himself from getting so excited just from something so simple.

“Uh yeah, that’s me.”

“Nii-chan said he’d be here, was supposed to meet him at ‘Draken-Kun’s shop’ buuuut—“ there was that cute pout again. “I don’t see him!”

He swallowed down a lump that seemed to block all his words. Why was his throat so dry? Why were you blinking up at him so perfectly?

“Uh— yeah, this is my shop but, who’s— who’s your brother?”

“Oh! Michi! Takemichi!” Your smile got even brighter when you said his name. Blinding almost.

Draken really hated the fact that it made his cock twitch.

“Fuck.” He murmured, bringing a hand up to rub the furrow from his brows. You tilted your head in confusion, reaching out and giving one of his biceps a squeeze.

“What was that, Draken-Kun?”

You sounded so concerned, so sorry for someone you didn’t even know. Draken quickly shook you off, before the simple touch of your soft palm made his cock harder than it already was. “No, nothing, it’s nothing. He’s— he’s upstairs.”

“Thank you~!” Sweet as sugar, you basically skipped towards the staircase, a hum in your voice when you called out to Takemichi.

And Draken watched until you disappeared. He watched the sway of your hips, watched your cute little heels clack up the stairs, and he certainly watched the way the swell of your ass became visible when you reached a certain step, along with an outline of lacy panties that were meant to stay hidden.

Fuuuuuuck—

Draken left the boys earlier than usual, hands buried deep in his pockets and a scowl on his face. Takemichi’s angry face was stuck in his head, along with his bitching that only made the boys tease him harder.

“You better not fuck my sister Draken! She’s too sweet for you bro!”

“Whatever—“ Draken mumbled to himself, his breath leaving him in a puff of air due to the cold that surrounded him. He was heading back to his apartment, wanting to slip into bed and hope that the boys would get so hammered tonight they’d forget everything discussed.

When his phone started to buzz he groaned again, ready to tell Mikey no he wasn’t coming back and to fuck off. What he wasn’t expecting to see was your contact name on his screen.

He really should have just let it go to voicemail, in fact, he should delete your number period. But, he picked it up on the very last ring, bringing the phone to his ear with hesitation.

“Hello?”

“D-Draken!!” You were whining— voice a bit slurred and muffled. Was there music in the background? Draken couldn’t really tell. He held his fingers to his other ear in an attempt to hear you better as you started to ramble.

“Can’t— I can’t hear you,” Draken said, trying his best to keep the annoyance from his tone as.. wait, were you crying?

“I-I’m at a stupid party dra! A-and Michi won’t answer his phone b-but I wanna go home! T-There’s this boy here a-and he won’t leave me alone and I-I’m too drunk—“

Draken felt himself tense up at the mention of some boy.

“Slow down…” He sounded calmer now, his apartment coming into view. “Send me your address, I’ll come to get you.”

“P-Please Draken, don’t wanna be here anymore, wanna go.”

It was the way you whined so desperately, so pretty. Draken knew this was bad, knew you didn’t even try to call him first.

But you still called him. Still trusted him enough.

“I’ll get you, sweetheart.” He was swearing at himself for the pet name that left his mouth without permission, but when you made the cutest little hum on the other end of the phone he quickly forgot his worries. “Send me the address right now while you’re on the phone. Do ya know how?”

He was already in the parking garage as your location pinged on his phone. He easily spotted his bike, hopping on as you continued to blubber into the phone.

“C-come now, promise you’ll come now dra—“

“I’m coming, promise. Stay where you are.”

He hung up and sped out of the garage before his right mind could catch up.

The address was some grungy trap house. The smell of cheap liquor and sex seemed to waft from the door as piles of drunk university kids spilled free. He waited until he saw you, finally, heels in hand and bare feet stepping into the damp grass to get to him.

He bit the inside of his cheek. You looked drunk, mascara already ran down your cheeks and little sniffles left you as you approached the bike. He tried to keep his eyes off the low cut of your tank top, but it was hard when you flung yourself at him, clinging to his waist with that pretty whine he loved hearing so much.

“D-Draaaaa~!” You carried the ‘A’, pressing your damp cheeks into the leather of his jacket, along with pressing your chest into his side. He brought his hand to your back, eyes rolling as he went to pat it.

Only to feel that you weren’t wearing a bra.

Keep it together, Ken.

“Get on, c'mon you’re gonna catch a cold.” He was quick to throw his jacket over you, slipping you in front of him cause honestly, he didn’t trust you to hold on tight enough to him in your drunk state.

So he had you sitting in front of him. He instructed you to put your hands on the handle bras, sensing your hesitation as you continued to sniffle and whimper. He pressed his chest into your back, lips close to your ear.

“It’s alright, I won’t let anything happen to you. Put 'em down.” He felt the way you shivered, and he hated the way it made him smirk. When you finally planted your hands down he placed his much larger hands over yours. They completely engulfed your palms, and he hoped that the little whine you let out now was because of that.

He reeved off quickly, trying to slow himself down but unable to control himself as he sped off towards his place with you in tow.

He ended up carrying you up the stairs to his apartment. He had originally tried to work your heels back on, but you were very much against that, sending him your best pout along with a little “nuh-uh! Don’t wanna!” And since he didn’t want you stepping on anything nasty he settled for picking you up instead.

You were on his back, arms slung over his shoulder as you babbled nonsense in his ear. Something about how you drank too much tequila and ‘but how can you say no to free shots?’ Draken just shook his head, gripping one of your thighs a bit tighter as he worked his apartment door open.

“Easy.” He spoke as he placed you on the ground. You giggled when your legs wobbled, quick to grip onto Draken’s arm yet again as you finally let your heels tumble to the ground.

“Takemichi would kill you if he knew you were this drunk,” Draken stated, trying to keep the amusement from his voice as you used the wall to help yourself towards the couch. You looked back at Draken and stuck your lip out in a pout, before sticking your tongue out.

“Michi isn’t my daddy, I do what I want~!”

Draken almost choked on his spit. Did you really have to talk like that— say that in the cutest little voice? He was grateful when you started your trek to the couch again, so he could fix the bulge that started to form in his joggers.

“Oh, yea? Well, you shouldn’t, you can barely stand. And who was this guy feeding you shots?” Just the thought of some loser college boy trying to get you drunk, preying on you, made his brows twitch, knuckles tensing as he made his way to meet you on the couch.

“Ugh, just some loser. Claims he’s in a gang dra, just like you and Michi used to— but he’s no bad boy, no no he’s a creep~!”

“Yea?” Draken just chuckled coldly, fetching you a water bottle from the fridge. “Must be a real classy group of delinquents if they’re targeting girls like that—“

His voice got caught again when he finally saw you on his couch.

You had worked his jacket off you, sprawled yourself out on the cushions without a care in the world. The little tube skirt you were wearing was hiked up dangerously high, leaving little to the imagination as you turned your face away from the cushions, looking up at Draken.

And you had the audacity to giggle, “You’re couch s’comfy dra~”

one of your legs threatened to topple right off the couch, but if that happened, well it would certainly make the wimpy material hike all the way up.

Draken caught your knee before it had the chance, only making you giggle more. His heart was pounding against his rib cage, blood pumping dangerously fast to his crotch as he shot you a disappointed look.

“Be careful.” He gritted out through clenched teeth, and when you looked at him, eyes wide and glossy…

Draken had to have more willpower than this, didn’t he?

“D-Don’t be mean t’me” You were whining again, rolling over and pressing your face into the couch. Your leg slipped from his touch, and he thought maybe he’d be in the clear now.

But when you curled up, the skirt he put too much faith in hiked up, letting the swell of your ass free. Draken wanted to turn away, or at least throw a pillow at you, but he couldn’t seem to rip his eyes away from your pretty, soft skin.

You were still mumbling, something about him bossing you around. But Draken finally shook himself from the dangerous trance he was in, clicking his tongue and grabbing at your shoulder.

“Up, cmon, you’re going to sleep.”

“Don’t wanna.” You spoke, voice nothing bratty as you tried to slip from his grasp. Draken wasn’t having any of it, not when he was only seconds from snapping.

“Too bad. Get up. You need water and sleep.”

“Nooo~!” You looked back at him, perfect lips pouting and this cute sense of defiance in your gaze that still swam with unclarity.

Draken wasn’t sure what it was that finally made him snap. Maybe it was the way you looked at him, maybe it was the brattiness that he knew he could work outta you, maybe it was how your ass now pressed into his thighs.

But whatever it was, it didn't matter. He was pressing his lips to yours, swallowing the little shocked gasp you pushed against his lips. He only pulled away when his lips began to pulse, a shaking breath puffing out against your trembling lower lip.

He kept his eyes glued to yours as his thumb swiped at the drool that lingered on your lip, another click leaving his tongue.

“Messy…” he murmured, more to himself than to you as you batted your lashes up at him, leaned into his touch as if on instinct.

Draken shoulda stopped. This would be the perfect time to back off, let you sleep off the alcohol on his couch and call Takemichi in the morning. Hell, you’re so drunk you probably wouldn’t even remember this little kiss.

But then you spoke.

“D-Dra.. y-your lips are reaaaal soft.”

“Fuck.” He swore for real this time, ignoring any sense as he pressed his lips to yours once again. It was so cute how hesitant you were, fingers trembling softly as they ran through his black ponytail. He had no problem slipping his hands beneath you, easing you up and into his lap.

“Fuck.” He mumbled it into your open mouth this time, feeling your warm little cunt pressing into his crotch. The panties you wore did little to conceal your sex, and it didn’t help that you were squirming in his lap, hips twitching into him and nails digging along his shoulders.

He had to pull back again, his palms planted firmly on your hips to keep you still. “Can’t— fuck. You can’t squirm like that baby.” He hated how desperate he already sounded, voice going down an octave and raspier than usual.

You bit the tip of your nail, face heating up along with the rest of your body as you slowly raised your gaze to meet Draken’s. “C-Can’t help it, I’ve never—“

Draken brows shot up, panic flooding his system. He did not want to hear you say you’d never kiss a guy before.

“Never sat in someone’s lap like this…” The relief washed over him, making his shoulders slump again. There was this swelling feeling in his chest, one that he didn’t exactly love, but he couldn’t stop it from coming.

It was the same feeling he got when he took Emma’s virginity.

“Oh, yea…? What else haven’t you done?” He was curious now, big hands rubbing reassuring circles into your hips. The skirt you were wearing before was useless now, bunched up at your hips and showing off the cute panties you wore. He tried not to stare as you tried to stutter out your words.

But Draken knew now, he was much weaker than he originally thought.

“I-I’ve kissed a guy! Obviously!! B-But…” There you were, pouting again. But the more Draken massaged at your hips, the more your whines started to sound like meek little mewls. “I-I just— I haven’t really done anything other than like.. touching I guess..”

He really hoped that you didn’t feel his cock twitching right under you.

Draken hummed in acknowledgement, bringing his face close to yours as soon as you looked down into your lap. “Just touching, yea? Have you ever held a dick before, sweetheart?”

“N-no!” He shouldn’t be teasing you like this, but he couldn’t help himself. His question just made you squirm again, and he enjoyed the friction just a little longer than he should have before he was gripping your hips again, giving you a more stern glance.

“I said, no squirming…” The corner of his lip twitched as you whimpered at him, eyes getting glassy all over again.

“M’sorry…” you spoke back through pouting lips, still having trouble meeting his gaze as your fiddled with the collar of his shirt.

Draken knew what he was doing was wrong, could hear the voices of his buddies taunting and teasing, claiming just how right they were about him. But being this close to you, seeing just how badly you wanted to hump against him, even if you were drunk.

How the hell was he supposed to let this opportunity go?

“Well… I don’t wanna spook you, angel. If ya haven’t done anything, I’ll just put you to bed, alright—“

“N-no!” Hook, line, and sinker.

“No?” Draken mused, his hands finally pulling you just a bit closer, his fingertips teasing over the flesh of your ass. You shook your head, clinging onto him a bit tighter.

“N-No I— I want…” your words trailed off, your own nerves getting the better of you.

Cute. It was so cute how words could get you flustered when you were already sitting in his lap, skirt pulled up and nothing but a little pair of panties keeping you away from him.

“Cmon. Use your words baby, what do you want.” He spoke to you with that same level of authority, watching the way your eyes slowly made their back up to his own.

“I-I want you to.. to teach me.”

He was smirking now, smug as ever. But it didn’t matter.

He had you right where he wanted you.

His lips were back on yours before you could continue to stutter, but this time he was lifting you up. He gripped your ass, urging your legs to cling to his waist as he carried you towards the bedroom.

Draken placed you onto the mattress with ease, working himself between your thighs that already opened up to welcome him. He was pleased to see that when he pulled away from the kiss this time you were panting, lips a little swollen and chest heaving as you looked up at him.

Already so curious, so desperate for whatever he was willing to offer you.

“I’ll teach you, baby.” Draken was speaking into your skin, planting kisses along your cheeks, down the column of your neck. He felt your pulses with his lips, the steady beat only picking up in pace when he looked up at you through hooded eyes. “But, you have to listen, you’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

He already knew your answer, but he wanted to hear you say it.

“Y-Yes, I’ll be a good girl Dra…” you managed to whimper, voice slipping into a whine when his lips pushed over the flimsy strap of your tank top, dragging it down over your shoulder.

“Ken.” He laughed when you gave him this confused look. So naive, so very dumb.

But so very willing.

“Want you to call me Ken, can ya do that baby?”

When you realized what he was asking you let out a little “oh” and a nod, which pleased him to no end. His hand dragged your other strap down, leaving just a few inches left of coverage over your chest. It was the perfect place for him to pause, look you over just once more.

“Ask one more time for me baby, nice and pretty now.” This was his way of getting you to beg, and boy did you play into his hand so easily.

“P-Please Ken, please teach me, please—“

His will had broken long ago, the sweet sounds of your pleas, the tears that made your lashes clump. All of it had broken him down long before. His lips were back on your chest, one rough hand finally freeing your breasts from the confines of the little tank top you wore. He groaned as he squeezed each mound in his palms, the gasp you let put making his head feel light.

“Such pretty tits….” He murmured, his eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of your pretty nipples, which quickly peddled up as he smoothed his thumb over the bud. He poked his tongue out, curiosity getting the best of him as he swiped the wet muscle over your left nipple.

“O-Oh!--” Cute. He wanted to hear that little squeak on repeat, wrapping his lips around your nipple while he continued to massage the other. Your fingers quickly clung to his black hair, running through the soft locks before pulling him flush to your skin.

“F-Feels good Ken! Mhm! So good– I– want!!” Your words tumbled off your tongue mindlessly, mewls and whimpers getting pushed out as Draken released you with a pop. He licked his lips at your swollen bud, admiring the little indents his teeth had made before your tug on his hair snapped him back to reality.

“Watch it.” He warned, squeezing your breast hard enough to make you whimper. “Lemme take my time with you, Angel.”

“B-But–” You didn’t even know what you were pleading for, brain foggy as Drken moved on from your tits, large hands travelling to the hem of your skirt. The skirt was pulled from your legs with a few simple tugs, leaving you in nothing but a pair of dainty panties.

A pair that had a wet patch just waiting to be removed.

“You’re so cute…” Draken breathed out, his hands smoothing over your tummy, big enough to almost engulf your waist. Each touch of his fingertips on your skin left a tingling sensation, skin ablaze as you whimpered at him again, hips bucking off the mattress as he cupped your cunt.

“Please Ken…” You were gripping the sheets as he fiddled with the hem of your panties. Hooking his index finger under the material only to let it snap back against your sensitive skin. You could have cried from that, reaching for him.

Only for him to easily scoop up both wrists in one hand, pinning them back above your head. Although his eyes were nothing but stern, his lips were holding back a smirk, showing just how amused he was with how needy you became so quickly.

Although you didn’t notice, how could you when your only thought was him, his hands, his everything?

“Keep your hands up here, understood?” When he got a little whine and a nod he hummed in approval, pressing a feather-light kiss to your nipple. “Gunna teach ya how to feel good, but you can’t get in my way–”

“M’sorry, sorry Ken, won’t, please–” He let you babble on about apologize, easing your thighs open a little further. Once your fingers curled into the sheets above your head again he let go of your wrists, all focus drawn back to the little wet spot.

He was shameless as he pressed his nose into it, your scent instantly making him groan, pulling you closer to his face by the hips. He went as far as to nuzzle your covered pussy, pressing a kiss to where your clit was hiding under the fabric. You were trembling under his actions, each one making you whimper and whine for more.

“Smells sweet as candy, bet ya taste like it too, don’t ya?” There was a slur in his voice as his teeth took hold of the flimsy fabric, and rather than dragging it down your thigh he tore it off with one good tug.

You could have come right there, seeing the ruined pieces of your underwear dangling from his lips, the feral look in his eyes as he was finally met with the sight of your swollen pussy, covered in your own slick and making it glisten in the dim lighting.

He used two fingers to spread your lower lips apart, pupils only blowing out larger at the sight of your desperate little hole clenching at the air.

Beckoning him.

“First, you’re gonna come on my lips.” His voice was raspy, but it was enough to catch your attention, make you look at him with glossy eyes and a nod. “Gunna use my fingers too since I gotta work this pretty pussy open.”

“Kay ken, mhm… wanna feel you.” You muttered, the term pretty pussy making you flutter around nothing yet again. He just knew praise would make your brain turn off.

He licked one long stripe up your pussy, gathering the slick there. The action already had both of your groaning, a form hand on your hip keeping you pressed into the mattress as he let his tongue toy and flick at your pulsing clit.

“Oh! Yes–!” Every flick, every suck, every slurp of his tongue had you gasping, eyes squeezing out the pleasurable tears. It was like nothing you’d ever felt but you just needed more, needed to relieve that knot that was already so tight in your belly as Draken ate your pussy like it was his last meal.

You were just so sweet, just like he knew you would be, your arousal gushing onto his chin each time he kissed your clit. He knew you were wet enough by now, but he still spat a glob of saliva over your hole before slipping a finger into you.

Your mouth hung open in a little “o” as he pumped his thick finger in and out, and he couldn’t help but bite his lip at just how hard you squeezed his single finger.

Couldn’t help but think how tight you’d be when he finally bullied his cock into you.

“You’re so tight baby… gunna use another finger.” As much as he hated pulling his lips away from your pussy, he just had to see what your face looked like when he slid a second finger into you, and it did not disappoint.

You bit your already swollen lip, whimpering and attempting to buck away had it not been for the grasp on your hip. “S’too much, too much Ken–!”

“It’s just my fingers princess, you can take it…’ He was trying too hard to hold back his smirk, cooing praise as his fingers stretched out your gummy walls, in search of that one spot he knew would…

The tip of his index finally grazed the little lump, your eyes shooting open and your back arching from the sudden jolt of pleasure.

“There it is…” Draken hummed, massaging into the spot, making your body tremble. “This is your sweet spot, angel, feels so good, doesn't it?”

You nod, words lost to you as drool dribbles freely from your open mouth. It made him grin, adrenaline pumping through him as your pussy milked his fingers just like it would milk his cock… just as soon as he had a taste.

“C’mon baby girl, come f’me, yea? It’s gonna feel so good.” Draken’s words are a promise as he locks his lips back onto your clit. He’s suckling the precious bud, all the while his fingers massage your g-spot. He knows you’re overwhelmed, can tell by the way you jolt and cry.

But he needs to taste you.

You gasp as heat washes over you, the knot in your stomach snapping apart slowly. It’s the subtle graze of Draken’s teeth against your clit that sets you over, a cry of his name with a mix of slur’s spilling from your lips as you gush on his fingers.

Draken groans, you sounded so much better than he imagined coming undone. His fingers were pulled free quickly just so his lips could latch onto your cunt, lewdly slurping up your arousal even as your hips tried to desperately wiggle away.

“Fuckkkkk….” Draken groans as he finally lifts his lips from your swollen lower lips, the sight of his eyes narrowed and his chin covered in your arousal making your face heat up, embarrassment making you bring your hands over your face.

He chuckles, hovering back over you to press wet kisses along your arms. “Why are you hiding from me baby? Did so good f’me, felt good didn’t it?” His free hand petting your pussy, smearing your arousal over your skin and only further making a mess of your inner thighs.

You look at him through your fingers, slowly pulling your hands away when you catch sight of his handsome smile. You nod at him, hips bucking into his palm despite the way your clit tingles. “Mhm… felt good Ken, really good.”

“Good. Wanna feel better?” He asks, sitting up on his hunches. He grips the back of his shirt, easily pulling his shirt up and over his head, and the sight of his abs as you mewling for more. Your hands finally leave the sheets just to touch him, trembling fingertips smoothing over his abs with glossy eyes. He was so… so pretty? You had always thought so, but never acted on it, of course…

When his thumb smooths over your lip to collect the drool that leaks there you snap from your trance, his devious smirk making you whine. “You’re so cute.” He murmured, the dumb little look in your gaze only making his cock twitch harder.

So cute and so dumb, Draken was truly the luckiest man on earth tonight.

His cock was painfully hard when he finally pulled himself free, leaking a generous amount of pre that he used to slick up his length. His smirk grew when he caught you staring again, eyes wide and biting down so hard on your lower lip.

He held a hand out for you, helping you sit up a bit. He took your hand and placed your much smaller one on his cock, and the sight alone made him groan low in his throat.

Your fingers just looked so small as they wrapped around his length, your thumb rubbing along one of his veins with so much curiosity. You squeezed him and he hissed, instantly making your hand go slack around him.

“Not so tight angel.”

“M’sorry Ken…” You licked your lips, figuring out how much pressure to apply as you worked your palm up and down his shaft. Each time you almost reached the top his thick mushroom head would flush an even brighter pink, his pre dribbling from his tip and onto your fingers. Draken watches with wide eyes as you brought your hand to your lips, licking away his arousal with a pretty little sound.

Fuck.

He took hold of your hips again, lifting them so he could slide one of his pillows under your lower back. This angle had your hips sticking up a bit, your legs perched over his calves as he sat between your thighs. “Lay back” He instructed, and you didn’t pause with his instruction, laying back into his pillows while keeping your eyes glued to his cock.

“It’s gonna sting.” He warned, knowing that sting was probably an understatement as he laid his cock over your cunt, biting his lip to see that his tip almost reached your belly button.

“M’ready.” and you were, you wanted to be, your curiosity was getting the better of you, feeling his length rub over your cunt to get more slicked up, each time his tip caught your clit made you more impatient, reaching for his free hand and squeezing it tightly.

Draken positioned himself at your opening, greedy little hole sucking in his tip with minimal effort. It’s when the girth hit that you finally gasped, your rings of muscles attempting to make way for Draken’s cock. He shushed you with gentle coos squeezing your hand back and pressing warm kisses along your tear-stained face.

“Relax for me, little love…” He murmured against your skin, two fingers rubbing away at your clit. Draken was so tense and he held himself back, every muscle in his body rippling as he bullied his cock into your warm gummy walls.

“I-I–” You were stammering, chest shaking as you sucked in a breath. He had to be almost all the way in, right? When you saw only half of his cock had been pushed in you cried out a little, head shaking.

“S’not, not gonna fit~!” You sobbed, eyes watery as your legs trembled around him. He pressed a kiss to your lips this time, his finger never ceasing the slow circles on your bud to help break you open for him.

“It’ll fit sweetheart, promise, and it’s gonna feel so good… need ya to relax, can ya do that.” He looked at you,, expectantly, and who were you to say no? Not that you wanted to, considering your pussy was still milking away at what fit. You nodded, giving his hand another squeeze as reassurance.

Draken sucked in a breath of his own, and with one good jerk of his hips, his cock bullied itself all the way in, knocking up against your cervix and making you cry out for him. His fingers pinched your clit, the squeeze of your walls making his eyes roll back.

“Fuck– Jesus Christ, that’s it baby, my fucking god, you feel so good.” His own grunts drowned out your whines, which his delight soon turned to little moans as he kept working at your clit, your pussy holding him snuggly and almost refusing to let up.

It was the subtle bulge on your tummy, the outline of his cock sitting between your plush walls that really made him snap. He started thrusting, hips creating a steady pace that had his balls tapping up against your ass with each thrust. Your lips hung open in a silent cry, each pull and push of his hips making your walls squeeze even tighter. You were already too dumbed out to realize that Draken had placed the pillows beneath you because each time he was flush against you his cock head sat snuggly against your sweet spot, making your vision blur with each thrust.

“Fuck, baby, fuck. Got such a tight cunt.” He growled out through clenched teeth, the ring of arousal that already formed at the base of his cock making his own mouth water. You squeezed him like a vice, somehow tightening up even more each time he praised you, each time his fingers flicked your clit. Draken usually held pride at the fact that he could last in bed, holding out for the sake of his lovers.

But you? He just had to fill you up quick, had to see the dumb little look in your eyes when he pumped you full of cum.

Hit thrusts started to shake your whole body, breasts bouncing each time his hips smacked into your ass. His lips captured yours in a sloppy kiss, his tongue easily overpowering yours as your teeth clashed and drool fell down your chin. Your nails found purchase on his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped moons that had him groaning into your mouth.

“Milkin my cock like a good little girl, such a good girl.” He noticed your eyes rolling back, your body trembles ceasing only for a few moments as your high washes over you unexpectedly. Your vision went white when you came this time, the cry of his name making him hiss.

It was almost painful, the grip your pussy had on his cock as you gushed around him. The mess was beautiful, soaking your inner thighs and his pelvis, making a squelching sound each time he continued to pump into you.

“Fuckin came all over my cock?” he knew your answer but wanted to hear your sob out a pathetic little “yes” as he braces his arms on either side of your head. He knew better than this, knew that fucking into you this roughly, this sloppily could scare you off.

But your pussy was asking for it, leaving his cock drenched as he continued to knock up against your cervix, ground his hips so his dick massaged your g-spot. It didn’t take long for him to finish, his dick pulsing before spilling load after hot load into your walls.

You shivered at the feeling, body twitching and legs slowly loosening around him as his thrusts started to slow down. A bead of sweat fell from his brow and onto your face, making you whimper softly.

Draken was in a daze as he watched his cock slowly slip in and out of you. By the time he was all the way out, his length was covered in a shiny layer of arousal, milky and glistening. He sighed, a little flutter going off in his chest as your battered pussy clenched at nothing, pushing out a bead of his cum.

“K-Ken~” he knew he shouldn’t have pushed it back in with a finger, knew that was irresponsible and greedy of him, but the action was done before he could really think it over, his lips smoothing over yours to sooth your cries.

“M’right here babygirl. Did so good for me, m’so proud of you.” He rolled to his side, letting you cling and tremble against him as you came back down to earth. He had no problem petting your sweat-slicked hair, shushing you with little kisses. “You’re okay, such a good girl.”

If it meant you’d come back to him. And he was certain after this, you’d be crawling at his feet.

He didn’t bother leaving you, you were clinging onto him too tightly. So instead he just scooped you up, brought you to the bathroom. He was so gentle when he placed you on the toilet, and even though you were fussing about going in front of him, he was adamant about it as he washed his face.

“I can’t pee in front of you, Ken!”

“I’m not even paying attention, you need to try, it’s good for you, so you don’t get any infections.”

“What do you mean, an infection?!” He chuckled, of course, you knew nothing about that.

Once he had you calm again, face and legs clean from a washcloth he helped you slip into one of his old sweaters and a pair of boxers. You were basically sleepwalking back to his bed, mumbling something incoherent as you cuddled into his pillow.

“The bed’s all yours…” He spoke with a smirk, pressing a little kiss to your temple as he pulled the covers up to your shoulders. You were out in seconds, and Draken took your precious little snores as his cue to get up and stretch a bit, check his phone and grab water for you in case you woke up with a hangover.

It was 4 am, but what made his brows raise was the number of messages in the group chat. He clicked on it, ready for a good laugh. But instead, his stomach dropped.

Takemichi: Draken! Why is my sister at your place?!

Mitsuya: No fucking way…

Baji: Draken, you dog. 🐶

Chifuyu: How do you know she’s there?

Takemichi: I have her location! I was supposed to pick her up at some party but it says she is at Drakens !!

Takemichi: Draken I’ll beat your ass–

Baji: I’ll do it for ya buddy. 💪🏼

Mitsuya: ur done for dude

Mikey: dirty dirty kenchin ///:

Chifuyu: 💀💀

Kazutora: man strikes again 🫣

Pa-Chin: literally a sister fucker dawg

Mitsuya: ur never seeing my sisters again 🫡

Takemichi: they’re not fucking! DRAKEN YOU BETTER NOT BE FUCKING HER–

He was never gonna hear the end of it.

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Huge, broody and terribly lonely older farmer König who pervs on the cute, new, young farmhand girl he hired :((

He kinda expected a cocky young man or a middle aged cranky woman but did expect this sweet little thing to chirp up at him and smile like she's the sun :(( would definitely jerk off to the fantasy of making her his housewife, the farmowner's lady and breeding her good with his babies like the perfect stud he is♡

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CW: 18+ ONLY Lonely, pervy farmer!König masturbating at the sight of his young farmhand miss strolling on the farm on her day off :) {implied sexism}

Imagine him expecting a cocky young man he needs to yell at for being on his phone instead of feeding the pigs or whatever, or expecting some muscled, cranky, older lady who knows how to do their job but who would nag at him about stupid things such as not keeping the house clean enough.

Instead, he’s met with a cute, classy young woman at the gate, a meek little thing who stares at him, eyes wide just from the sight of how big he is, lips parting just from taking in his shoulders and the furious furrow of his brow. Her lashes flutter as she extends her hand to greet him, explaining that she may look like a city girl but she can assure that she is a hard-working woman who grew up on a small farm and has recently begun to miss the country way of life.

She has soft hands, soft lips, soft everything, and he knows he’s fucked. She’s everything he has ever hoped for, everything he ever wanted but could never have.

He tries to appear more gentle and less menacing because he doesn’t want to scare her away. Any other spineless, soft young thing he would've thrown out before even letting them stay for the trial period of two weeks – but this little beauty? She can stay, if just for a while.

She’s probably not used to hard work, no matter what she claims; her hands look far too smooth and dainty for the hauling and carrying and raking and cleaning that's required here. He almost feels bad when sending her to do her chores, but she manages the place surprisingly well, and when it’s her day off she wanders around the farm in a cute summer dress, chewing on the hay that dangles from her mouth, leaning on the wooden fence and enjoying the view. There's a wide brim straw hat on her head, and she has to hold it with one hand because it’s so big and floppy that it threatens to cover her eyes. The dress hugs her form just right and has a large, puffy hem that reveals a lovely pair of bare legs, legs that would feel heavenly when wrapped around his hard middle, legs he would make soft and quivering and weak with multiple, tear-inducing orgasms.

She’s a sight for sore eyes, and his dick is hard in a second; there’s really nothing he can do about it.

Usually, he jerks himself off quickly in the morning before rising from the bed, sullen and already grumpy because the only thing that ever sees his love is the cold, cum-stained sheets. The only warm thing ever wrapped around his cock is his own hand, beating the needy flesh in anger and despair because he missed the odd chance of ever seducing a woman to live on this lonely, remote farm with him.

Now he at least has something nice to look at while taking the heavy cock out of his work pants. He’s looking through the window like some perverted stalker; looking at the cutest, most condescending and naive woman on earth, walking on his property like the pretty little decoration she is.

She has all the traits of a perfect housewife: she could cook and bake for him while he does the hard work, she could do the laundry and look nice inside his big old house, finally bringing some much-needed joy and softness into his life. He would make her happy every night: it might take a while to bully his cock into her, but she would eventually like the ugly act; he would make sure of that.

He could eat her stupid little cookings, no doubt healthy and wholesome and lovingly homemade – and he could eat her out come evening. She must taste like the sweetest dessert down there. He would pay for her services in full, he would make it worth her while to be the perfect little wife, he would take care of her and buy her a thousand dresses like the one she wears, if she only warmed his bed at night...

He knows he’s a pervert and a freak, not only a freak of nature with his outrageous height and broad shoulders, but a freak of mind as well. He knows she would wince in disgust if she were to turn around and look at what’s happening behind the window: she would raise that delicate hand on her lips and gasp in shock if she were to see him fapping his drooling cock while watching her in that lush dress, so sweet and innocent and pure.

He can't see it now, but he knows there are beads of sweat gathering between those fragile little collarbones of hers. It's the hottest summer since the year he was born, and he knows the sweat is currently travelling down between those perfect breasts, held plush and perky by that dress he wants to rip to shreds. He would lick that sweat from between her tits and make her moan and tug his head from doing so if she would only let him. His balls pull taut, they almost jump at the thought, and the precum makes the end of the wank a slicky, noisy business.

He’s a bastard and a dog for not even bothering to reach for a piece of paper or a towel, deciding he can just shoot his cum on the window and make her clean it afterwards.

He wonders if the cute little miss will faint when she realizes what he has done... He wonders if the innocent young lady even knows it's loads of cum she's wiping away.

#answered #sorry not even remotely sorry #könig smut

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stylespresleyhearted · 2 months

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CCG - LUCI’S 3RD BIRTHDAY

In honor of the great @blainesebastian ‘s birthday here’s a little instagram compilation I’ve conjured up for our adored CCG nation <3 Austin, CCG, and Luci we miss and love ya’ll forever and Mccall you are a brilliant mind whom I will adore until the end of time! Have the bestest birthday ever, you deserve nothing less!

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enews And the Best Dad Award goes to ….! In honor Austin Butler and Y/N’s little girl turning three today let’s take a look back at our favorite moments of Austin Butler being the best dad ❤️ link in bio for full video of second slide.

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austinfan18 video of luci running into austin’s arm after two weeks apart you will always be famous!

butlerishh him throwing her in the air LMAO LUCI WAS NOT HAVING FUN

ccgfan HA fr luci was looking at her mom to save her

iloveaustin Can we talk about how proud his mom would be about what a great parent he is?

sharonbleu Austin even has Salma Hayek up in the likes 😉

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coffee.girl Celebrating Luci day should be every day tbh. 🦖💕👁️🐠🪷🌸☃️🥞 @austinbutler and I can’t believe we created this wonderful being, she had to have come from a lab of perfection.

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ashleytisdale Luci told me she’s from Pluto and I believe her. It’s the only logical explanation.

austinbutler Nice use of all of Luci’s favorite emoji’s, she’s going to be so proud. ❤️

jillian.mua The best thing you and Austin ever did and will ever do is have sex three years ago to give the world the best human to walk the Earth

coffee.girl JILLIAN!

ashleybee I’m disgusted but I get what she means

austinbutler Babe close your comment section please

chrisevans Happy bday to the one who is gonna prove aliens exist!

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people Luci Butler turns three today so we must not forget to credit her mother (and best friend) in a world where it seems moms get no recognition for being superhuman.

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user12 imagine using a 3 year olds bday to make some political womens movement statement. mom’s get plenty of recognition.

butlerfamupdates I actually applaud People Magazine for this. All day magazine’s have posted Austin’s cutest moments with Luci and talked about what a wonderful Dad he is - which no one would ever doubt to think he is - but Luci’s mom is very much present as well and deserves love too. Luci loves both her parents. It’s normal for a kid to have favorites, it doesn’t make the other parent ‘bad.’

ccgfan Y/N and Luci sharing their love for open water together and creating sea shell necklaces i cry

ccgfan1 You just know she’s the most supportive and loving mother! Austin and Luci are so lucky to have her!

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ashleytisdale happy birthday to Jupiter’s bestest friend in the whole wide world! We are so lucky to have you in our life Luci ❤️🦖✨

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coffee.girl the cutest besties 👯 🤣

fan23 ashley and aus are bffs now their daughters are too 😭

austinluv STOP my heart can’t take it

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butlerfamupdates a cute little insight into Luci’s “THREE-REX” bday party! Posts and reposts from @austinbutler and @coffee.girl IG stories

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sugartreats Thank you for choosing us for her cakes and treats! The sweetest, most beautiful family 🙌🏼 #happybirthdayluci

fan34 so luc is like obsessed w dinos huh 🤔

fan33 austin literally calls her lil dino

fan45 u just know it was luci’s idea to put a tutu on the scary t rex LMAO

sugarcakes Oh it was! Her parents brought her in and Miss Luci was very specific with what she wanted haha

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jillian.mua Happy birthday cool girl 🥳 I love you

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austinbutler vibin’

ashleybee oh gosh i wanna kiss those cheeks

oliviadejonge i wanna be her when i grow up ✨🥳

coffee.girl @austinbutler trendsetter 😂❤️

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austinbnews via Austin’s IG story for Luci’s birthday! Happy birthday sweet Luci 🎂 ♥️

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austinfan23 she’s taking after her parents with her love of books 🥹

ccgfan yes Y/N and Austin built Luci her personal little library 😭

butlerupdates Austin taking a picture of Luci taking a picture of Y/N — ICONIC

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austinbutler happy birthday lil dino ♥️

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coffee.girl … and she’s out for the count

jillian.mua @coffee.girl she had a busy day bossing everyone around

ashleytisdale @austinbutler please tell me you at least wiped the cake frosting off her face

austinbutler @ashleytisdale I’m not dealing with that tantrum when she wakes up

coffee.girl @austinbutler neither am I smart move

ashleybee I LOVE HERRRR

LMAOOOO MCCALL WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I TOLD YOU I WAS ALREADY WORKING ON THIS BEFORE YOU TEXTED ME TODAY ASKING ABOUT LUCI ?!???? OUR BRAINSSS INTERCONNECTED 🙌🏼❤️❤️❤️❤️ happy birthday mccall love you and your little universe and luci and ccg so much you’re awesome

#a gift for mccall #made by moi #austin butler x reader #dad! austin #ccg series #austin butler instagram au #austin butler instagram edit #we love you mccall!!!

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stuckymonkey · 8 months

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Help Me

BuckyNat

Pairing - buckynat x enhanced!reader

Summary - y/n is having a really rough period and enlists the help of her girlfriend and boyfriend to make the pain go away

Warnings - blood, periods, cramps, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, shower sex

Word count - 2.5k

a/n - I recently had my period, and coming up with this story was the only thing that kept me going

I was embarrassed. This was possibly the most embarrassing thing I've ever done. I called my partners, Bucky Barnes and Natasha Romanoff while crying on the toilet. In my defense, I am enduring the most pain I have ever been in.

Their arrival was made known to me by my front door slamming open and Natasha scolding James for being so rough. He knocked quickly on the bathroom door, waiting impatiently for an answer. "Y/n/n?" he called, his voice much softer than his hurried actions. "Baby? Come in," I whimpered at the end of my sentence.

"Oh sweetheart," Nat said, following Buck into the bathroom. They sat beside me while I cried and whimpered in pain for close to an hour, taking turns making me sip water and wiping a cool cloth over my forehead. After I felt confident enough to venture out of the bathroom, we all sat on my bed.

I enjoyed the comfort of my room and soft blankets with my two lovers sharing their body heat with me. "Have you eaten yet, med?" Natasha asked. I shook my head in response. She tsked at me before declaring she would go prepare us something light.

After twenty minutes and no return of the redhead, Bucky decided to go check on her, leaving me alone in my room with my hot water bottle. I had time to think about how to make myself feel better when an incredible idea came to me. I tried waiting patiently for them to return so I could tell them my idea.

Ten more minutes passed and neither of them had returned. Had they left? I scurried to the kitchen where I saw the two loves of my life arguing about what to put on my toast. I playfully shook my head and rolled my eyes.

Here they were, the cutest ex-assassins on Earth, bickering about whether I would enjoy strawberry jam or nutella better tonight. "Excuse me," I started. Their heads snapped to me standing in the doorway of the kitchen in one of Nat's old shirts, one that she probably stole from Bucky.

"I have a plan. Nat, you're going to sit on my face while Bucky uses his metal arm to take out my uterus." The redhead's eyes darkened and she let out a low moan at my quest. Bucky's, on the other hand, widened as if I had two heads. "God, please malyshka," Came from Nat's mouth at the same time Bucky's produced a "No, Y/n are you insane?! No!"

I whimpered at his words, smirking on the inside as Natty came to wrap herself around me. "Good girl," I purred in her ear. I couldn't help but wince as a wave of cramps hit my lower abdomen. Bucky's facial expression softened at this and he came to join our embrace, kissing each of us on our hairlines.

"I have a better idea, dekta." He spoke against my temple. Nat looked up at him with curious eyes. "You'll feel good too, don't you worry," He said, pecking her cheek as he walked away, motioning us to follow him.

Bucky led us to the large bathroom and started up the shower. I quirked my eyebrow at him, curious as to what he was doing. This didn't seem very pleasurable and I was not in a mood to wait. Slowly he started stripping Nat, kissing each part of her bare skin as it became exposed. Once he was done he coaxed her into the warm shower where she moaned at the comfort of the hot water.

"You next, kitten." His voice sounded rough, filled with held back lust. I was desperately sucking at his neck and collarbone as he undressed me, taking less time than he did with Natasha, knowing my low threshold of patience. "Good girl," He praised as I stood bare before him. I went to help him undress but he quickly nudged me into the direction of the shower.

Upon entering the shower, I saw Nat soaking herself under the water, sliding her hands all over her glorious and slippery body. I moaned and moved over to her, grabbing a loofa and squirting some soap on it, beginning to run it over her body. She watched me with wide and hungry green eyes, her lip caught between her teeth.

As I was working the soap over her body, I felt something come between my legs and push them apart. I looked down to see Bucky with his head between my legs. My mouth hung open at the sight, he kept his eye contact with me as he licked a testing stripe through my folds. "Bucky, the blood," I whined. "Shhh, it's okay, doll. Trust me." He had barely finished his sentence before his mouth was on me again, working his tongue around my clit and teasing my entrance.

While he worked I finished cleaning Natasha, then started giving her nipples some attention. Her head flew back as I started to roll and twist the buds between my wet fingers. I started massaging her right breast, taking my other hand to grab her hair and guide my face to mine. I swallowed her gasp with my lips, capturing her in a messy kiss.

Her tongue danced with mine while I continued to abuse her hard nipples and Bucky moved me closer and closer to the edge. I started grinding on his face, pulling Nat closer by her hair and working my mouth over hers even more. I moaned and whined into the kiss. Bucky moved one hand up to still my hips and the other to tease at my entrance.

I moved myself off Natasha to moan his name, coming out a little whinier than I had hoped. I kept trying to grind on him but he just held my hips tighter, finally sinking two fingers into my soaked heat. Natasha took the lead this time, grabbing me with both hands and bringing my face to hers.

The kiss was messy and exactly what I needed to be pushed to my first orgasm of the night. I squealed into her mouth at the pleasure and kneaded her breasts gently as Bucky licked my cunt to soothe me from my recent high. I started slowing down our kiss, giving her sweet pecks and Bucky moved his head away from my core.

"Taste so good," He said, coming up to kiss Natasha. She kissed me after, letting me taste myself on her tongue. I moved down to face Bucky's girthy cock, giving it kitten licks while looking between him and Nat. He groaned as I took his length further down my throat, almost reaching the base but not quite. I whined when another wave of cramps hit me.

I used one hand to play with his heavy balls and the other to grasp the remainder of his cock. He started to move his his, earning a slap to the thigh from me. "Looks like our kitten has some sass." Nat snickered. "Shut up." He grumbled, to which Natasha replied "Make me."

This led to Bucky roughly making out with Nat and me groaning at the erotic sight. At the vibrations my mouth sent over his cock, Bucky moaned into Natasha's warm mouth. "Fuck," he said, moving his hips a little more, breaking his kiss with Nat to gauge my reaction.

The redhead kneeled down and started massaging my breasts, "Look at our good girl," She cooed, settling beside me to watch as I took Bucky at a fast pace. His hands threaded through my wet hair, I tried to relax my throat as much as I could, giving him permission to use me how I needed.

Nat's hand went to the brunette's ass, encouraging him to snap his hips into my mouth. His balls hit my chin with each thrust, making me wet all over again.

Bucky started moaning more frequently, letting us know that he was close to the edge. He looked so gorgeous when his cock was down one of our throats. His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was slightly parted, letting out the filthiest moans at our actions.

A harsh slap was delivered to Bucky's soft ass from Natasha, which brough him to his release. Hearing the noise her slap created his eyes blew wide and he let out a high whine. I groaned as I felt his hot cum shoot down my throat, doing my best to swallow it all. I kept working him through his orgasm, only stopping when he pulled away with a satisfied shudder.

I turned my head to meet Nat in another kiss which got interrupted by Bucky whining at being left out. The redhead pulled back and shared a look with me before standing up and slowly kissing Bucky. He tried to kiss her harder, to which she pulled back completely.

"Take what I give you," She spat, going back to gently kissing his soft lips. I loved when Natasha dominated him but was soft with me. He gave soft whimpers and moans as she worked her lips over his. I went on my knees and started licking at her cunt from behind. I could hear her give a low chuckle into Bucky's mouth, obviously pleased at my actions. I reached around her to grab Bucky's half-hard cock and give it a few tugs, making him harder just like I wanted.

Nat pushed herself back on my face, enjoying the friction. As Bucky's cock hardened up I moved it towards Nat's entrance, watching as I teased it through her folds. She let out soft and sweet noises as I moved her to stand close to Bucky. After some more teasing I guided Bucky's thick length into her warm cunt, enjoying the pleasureful noises they let out at feeling each other.

I moved off of Nat and stood behind Bucky, watching between the two where their bodies met. I held on to Bucky's waist and started biting and sucking on his shoulders as he thrusted into Nat. He wasn't going to last long, and neither was she. I could tell they were close when Bucky's moans became loud and desperate, and Natasha let her head fall into Bucky's neck.

They both came with cries of euphoria. Nat's nails dug into Bucky's marked up shoulders, adding little half moons to my small bruises and marks. He rutted into her slowly, helping her ride out her climax. "There you go, I got you sweet girl." The brunette petted her hair softly as she came down from her high, smiling at me over his shoulder.

I kissed her lips softly and reached around to rub her back. They seperated and we all shared a few lazy kisses, finishing up our shower in lukewarm water. Bucky and Natasha helped me dry off and then sent me to the bedroom where I found the bed made, fuzzy blankets set out and my hot water bottle. I hurried to the kitchen to heat up my water bottle and to take more advil while I waited for them to come out of the bathroom.

When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed that there were black towels placed over the bed. "Guys, how many times do I have to tell you that wet towels do not belong on the nice, dry bed?" I snapped. "Relax doll, they're dry too." Bucky said with a wink. I rolled my eyes and went to take them off my bed when Natasha's warm hand stopped me. "Leave them, malyshka. Trust me." She kissed just under my ear and let her grey towel fall to the ground, revealing her body in all of its glory.

Her breasts were full and round, nipples still perky from being twisted. I could see her cunt and it was puffy from the activities of the shower. "Come here, y/n." She cooed, laying down on the soft pillows and beckoning me to follow her. "Strip baby." Bucky commanded, walking out of the bathroom with still damp hair and a towel slung dangerously low on his waist.

I started at him as a few water droplets rode down his Adonis belt and into the confines of the towel. My eyes snapped to his as he walked closer, and I quickly started to take off my fresh pajama shorts and baggy shirt.

"Lay on Natty for me." He directed. "Ass up." I positioned myself so my chin rested on the redhead's abdomen. Licking around her chest as I waited for Bucky to tell me what to do next. Instead of speaking to me, he ended up pushing my hips so they met the bed. I could hear him shuffling behind me, and I looked to Nat. She was watching him with dark eyes when I felt him sheath himself into my heat. I moaned at the feeling of him sliding against my sensitive walls.

Bucky thrusted slowly into my pussy, letting his balls slowly hit my ass. I felt that familiar feeling in my core, "B-bucky, harder" he listened to my plea, snapping his hips faster, perfectly rubbing my sensitive cervix. "Ahhh," I wiggled around, trying to ensure that he thrusted into my cervix every single time. "There you go pretty girl," he cooed, rubbing his hands over my back. "Is that what you wanted? Needed us to fuck you nice and good? Hitting all the right places in your tight, sensitive little cunt?" He asked. "Yes! Bucky! Please," my eyes started to tear up, Nat started playing with my hair while I sucked on her sensitive nipples, biting at them every now and then, earning sharp hisses from her small mouth.

"Bucky!" I cried, starting to feel my walls clench around him. "Cum for me, doll." His mouth came to suck on my ear as his hips continued helping me through my orgasm. I cried out as his finger played with my clit. I was a whining mess, and shortly after Bucky's hips stuttered and he emptied his hot seed into me.

"Good girl," he praised. I felt Nat frame my face with her hands, brining me off her boob. She kissed my forehead before rolling me over to cuddle into her side. "Bucky?" I asked, noticing his absence. "Right here doll." He smiled. His hair had dried by now and he pulled on some black boxers. "What's in your hand?" I asked from my spot at Nat's side. "Fresh underwear, a pad and boxers." I cooed, taking the items happily.

Our redhead was quick to snatch them from my hands. Throwing the boxers at Bucky and putting the pad on my underwear. She shushed me when I offered to help, lifting up my hips and sliding on the panties. Then bucky put his extra boxers on overtop. I kissed them both in thanks and cuddled more into our girlfriend's side.

Before we went to sleep, Bucky turned off all the lights and got both me and Nat shirts. "Thank you," I mumbled. "Of course, baby." "Anything for you, kitten."

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novafics · 9 months

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l Cuddles l

Wandanat x Reader

Warnings: sickfic/worry

Summary: With Wanda and Natasha returning from a mission you tried to hide just how sick you felt.

Word Count: 733

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It was finally Friday, you had been waiting for today for what felt like ages. The reason for you being so excited was because both Wanda and Natasha were getting back from their mission today and you had been so down with being alone away from them that they had promised you a date when they returned and today was finally the day!

Unfortunately you awoke with what felt like 100 tonnes of concrete weighing your body down. Your throat felt like you were swallowing glass and the only way you could describe the headache you currently had was that it felt like it was getting crushed by the hulk.

Despite how bad you felt there was no way that you were going to miss out on a date with your girls, you were just going to have to hide it. That being better said than done.

You currently had 30 minutes until Wanda and Natasha would be back so you had 30 minutes to make it look like you weren't feeling like a walking corpse.

You had decided on a simple yet nice outfit for their return a pair of your nicest jeans and your warmest, cutest white jumper. Getting dressed had surprisingly taken more energy than you had guessed as now you not only were swaying on your feet, you were struggling to hold yourself up.

After applying the quickest makeup that you have ever done you slowly made your way to the kitchen where you heard the two women talking. Hearing their voices for a moment made all of your worries fade away, you were no longer focusing on the warmth seeping out of your skin or the banging of your head, you were focused on the two most important people in your life.

“Hey baby, oh god i missed you so much!” Not long after walking into the kitchen you were engulfed by Wanda’s strong frame, inhaling her perfume that you loved oh so much. “Ok my turn” not long after that hug you were spun around into the other love of your life.

“I missed you guys so much, i cant believe your back” as much as you tried to hold in your emotions the ball in your throat and the tears stinging your eyes slowly won as the tears made their way down your face as you looked into Wanda and Nats eyes.

“sweetheart don't cry, we're here now” as Wanda said this she brought your face into the palms of her hands while simultaneously becoming worried at the heat radiating from you.

“Oh god Natasha feel her head she’s burning up” at the sudden worry coming from Wanda you jumped back forgetting that you were trying to hide how bad you truly felt, all you wanted was to be with your girls.

As you jumped back however your last bit of strength also went, sending you almost collapsing to the ground had it not been for Natasha’s quick reflexes catching you before you could. “Woah it’s ok, I've got you darling, why didn't you tell us you were sick?” She questioned while picking you up bridal style and carrying you to your shared room with Wanda walking next to the two of you with her hand not leaving your’s.

“I didn't want to ruin our date, I just wanted to be with you two, i missed you both so much” At your confession you couldn't help but start to softly cry. With you now laying in the middle of the bed with Wanda and Natsha on either side they could now see just how weak and sick you were.

“Baby, we don't need to go on a date to spend time with each other” with that statement and Wanda’s hands running through your hair it had you calming down bit by bit. “What do you say you let us take care of you sweetheart, that and you can have all the cuddles your heart desires” you didn't even have to spend any time debating Nat’s deal you knew what you wanted and that was Wanda and Natasha and close as you could possibly have them.

After having your temperature taken, taking your medicine and being tucked into bed being cuddled by both women you realised you were the luckiest women on earth and that nothing could beat being cuddled by your favourite people in the world.

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Throw me into the Tempest: Ch.1

Notes: The lovely @sallowslady asked me to write a little teenage drama and I hope I delivered. Thank you so much for this idea and your patience with me! 💛 The title is inspired by @silverxstardust's beautiful Sebastian reads Poetry video.

This will be a series, more chapters to come, can be read on AO3 too!

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!reader (Hufflepuff)

Genre: Drama/Angst/Fluff // Words: 5.4k

Synopsis: Your best friend is a sweetheart and you would do anything to protect her. Yet when you get to know her boyfriend, there is little you can do against those feelings he invokes in you.

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“What are you doing?” you yell at him as you shove him away, your eyes wide and your lips tingling. Sebastian stares at you, his wet hair stuck to his forehead.

“I was kissing you,” he yells back over the noise of the heavy rain pelting down on you.

You can barely hear nor see him through the downpour, the storm loud in your ears, dragging at your drenched robes. “What?” you ask, even though you know damn well what he has done and said.

He takes a step towards you and you take one back instinctively, keeping your distance. “Come on, I know you feel the same!”

You shake your head. “No! We can't do this, Sebastian!��

Lightning flashes around you and you gasp and flinch when an ear-splitting clap of thunder makes the earth beneath your feet shake badly. He is with you immediately, his hands on your face as he keeps you from running away from him. His dark eyes bore into yours.

“Sebastian,” you whisper breathlessly, your hands moving up to grab his wrists. “Don't...”

“Stop fighting this,” he says almost sternly. “Haven't we danced around each other for long enough now?”

“We can't do this to Addy...” you reply, even though your heart is fluttering inside your chest the longer he holds your face.

You see him clench his jaw, more and more rain drops running down his freckled face. Blinking rapidly against the water gathering in your eyes, and you can't be sure if it's just the rain or something else, you stare at him, swallowing hard, your breaths shallow.

As another thunder rolls along the coast, you flinch again and by doing so, you move forwards and suddenly your arms are wrapped around his torso and your lips are pressed right against his. But instead of pushing him away again, you lean into it, holding onto him while the storm lashes around you, and he is kissing you back with a yearning that both of you have long tried to suppress.

And still you wonder how you ended up kissing your best friend's boyfriend.

Several weeks earlier:

“And this is Sebastian,” Adelaide said with a wide smile on her round face, her blue eyes lighting up when she motioned to the Slytherin boy you knew all too well.

You'd met the small Hufflepuff girl on your first day as she had welcomed you with such a warmth and selflessness that it hadn't surprised you how quickly you two had become best friends. She was the cutest little gem and you quickly decided that you would do anything to cherish and protect her. She was also the first real friend you'd ever had and after your horrendous arrival at Hogwarts, it was a wonderful change of pace to have this gentle girl by your side.

She would show you around the castle, tell you funny anecdotes about every corner of it, and introduce you to the other fifth-years. You were quickly overwhelmed by all the information and new faces she presented to you, yet when she walked with you to a group of boys standing outside the Charms classroom, you felt something rushing through your veins that made you focus right away.

His dark eyes were on you immediately. “Oh, we've met, Addy,” he said with a chuckle and you couldn't help but blush slightly under his gaze. “And I doubt I'll ever forget about the girl who was the first to best me in a duel...”

You remembered your first encounter with Sebastian Sallow very clearly. Cocky and a little full of himself, but in the end he had turned out to be a good sport and more supportive than you would have given him credit for when you had blasted him off the duelling platform. There was certainly something about this boy that piqued your interest.

Next to you, Adelaide laughed softly. “Of course, how could I forget your glorious defeat?” she said and smirked up at the tall brunet. He looked at the Hufflepuff then and for a moment you wondered why these two were so close, but with Adelaide being so sweet and friendly to literally anyone, it didn't surprise you too much.

She proceeded to introduce you to the other boys, but you were barely listening as you kept looking back at Sebastian, who was suddenly very keen on not meeting your gaze. You didn't think much of it and tried to focus on other things as well. Classes commenced and you quickly found yourself busy trying to juggle your new environment, school work and assignments and on top of that the confusing ancient magic business.

But at the end of the day, you were grateful to have a friend by your side to keep you grounded and relaxed enough to live through the stress of this new adventure that you just hadn't anticipated when you had first gotten your acceptance letter. And pining over boys hadn't been on that list either, yet here you were, lying on your bed with your feet in the air, laughing and talking to your new best friend about a boy she had met over the summer.

Your contact with the other sex (not including family members) had really been non-existent prior to your time at Hogwarts, so you absorbed every word she told you, and it didn't even matter that she never said the boy's name, you were still cheering for her and happy she had met such a special someone.

“And you know,” Adelaide just said, twirling her blonde hair between her fingers, “even though I've known him for a while now, I've just never really seen him like that...”

“Like what?” you asked with a smirk, trying to coax more out of the small Hufflepuff.

“Well, like more than a classmate!”

“So he's here at Hogwarts too?” you exclaimed and leaned up on your elbows.

“Yes, have I not mentioned that? It's –”

In that moment the door to your dormitory sprung open and Poppy Sweeting came barging in, carrying a large stack of boxes that clattered all over the floor. You immediately scrambled to your feet and helped her, quickly forgetting about your current conversation topic. The shy brunette thanked you, and sometime later you found yourself in a circle on the floor in the middle of your dorm, surrounded by your roommates, with Poppy quickly falling asleep, Lenora laughing louder than was necessary and Adelaide talking about her special boy some more, her round cheeks bright red.

“So have you kissed him yet?” Lenora asked with a smirk.

Adelaide blushed even more, then nodded shyly. “He kissed me...”

“And? How was it?” the other girl demanded to know.

“Good! I think? I don't know... yes, it was good. He is definitely a good kisser,” the blonde laughed quietly and you couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and somehow you kept thinking back to a certain Slytherin and wondered how his lips would feel like.

“I bet! Did he use tongue?”

“Lenora!” Adelaide exclaimed and hid her face behind her hands. You giggled at her reaction.

“I'm just curious! I've heard they are particularly good with that!”

“Who is?” you asked, raising your eyebrows at the dark-haired girl.

“The Snakes, of course,” she laughed. “I mean, come on, isn't it obvious?” You and the blonde exchanged confused gazes, before the other Hufflepuff sighed deeply and explained: “Come on, do I really have to spell that out for you? Tongues that slither into mouths?”

While Adelaide blushed some more (and you started to get really worried about her complexion by now), you just groaned and laughed at Lenora's blatant words. Yet at the same time you slowly connected the dots and you wondered which of the Slytherin boys had stolen Adelaide's heart.

Days went by and more and more school work was thrown your way. It was certainly exhausting, but with the blonde girl by your side, be it at mealtimes or during classes, it wasn't all too bad. You connected with her over the fact that she was an orphan and lived with her uncle (a fate her still unnamed boyfriend seemed to share as well), while you lived with your aunt and cousins.

You would talk about anything with her, you even shared those things Professor Fig had insisted on keeping to yourself, but you just had to tell someone. She was a good listener, kind and patient, and always found the right words to console you or make you laugh. She was such a sweetheart.

The end of the week approached and you had gotten the task to restore your school supplies that you had lost during that awful dragon attack that would still haunt you in your dreams sometimes. When Adelaide offered to go with you, you were very excited, and even more so when she mentioned that she would ask her special boy to accompany you as well. After having learned a lot about him (except his name), you felt as if you knew him almost as good as she did.

Saturday morning came and after a lengthy breakfast and a lot of commotion at the Hufflepuff table (because breakfast was always a big deal at your house's table, especially on the weekends), you made your way to the Bell Tower entrance next to the small blonde girl, chatting and laughing and having a good time already, when you noticed a certain Slytherin boy standing near the door, waiting for something.

It took you an embarrassingly long moment to connect the dots and it only registered when Adelaide would walk up to Sebastian and throw her arms around him and he would hug her back with a smile and a light kiss to the top of her head.

Your heart literally froze in that moment and in your mind you went back to list all the things she had told you about her mysterious boyfriend and suddenly it all made sense and you could have kicked yourself for not realizing it sooner. Because you had indeed been picturing him when she would talk about the boy in her life, but in your mind he wasn't her boyfriend, he was yours, and the things they would do together, you would do together.

You had spent the last week throwing hidden looks into his direction whenever you had the chance and the more you had seen of him, the louder your heart would beat inside your chest. You had never been in love before, but you knew now that this must be what it feels like – and as soon as you realized that, you felt your heart being squeezed violently by the sight of your best friend looking dreamily up at the boy that you wanted to have in your own life.

Swallowing your emotions, even though it was very hard, you stepped closer, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable to spend the day with these two love birds. But Adelaide was a sweetheart after all and quickly let go of Sebastian and turned back to you, smiling widely, doing her best to make you smile as well. You did, eventually, and nodded politely at the Slytherin boy, who watched you closely for a moment, before he grabbed his girl's hand and motioned you to follow him.

“Let's go, ladies,” he said with a smirk and all you could do was walk beside Adelaide, trying to forget about the boy walking on her other side.

Yet somehow you found yourself quickly enveloped by both of their charms and even though you were literally the odd one out in this constellation, they tried their best to include you. Now it was both of them who showed you the little shops and cottages of Hogsmeade, helping you pick out the things you needed and you felt more and more comfortable in their midst.

Talking to Sebastian also seemed to be easier than you had thought. Whenever he would ask you a question, he would look at you and listen intently to your answer, and you felt yourself blush under the intensity of his dark eyes more than once. He must have noticed at some point, as he kept teasing you with that smirk he seemed to wear all the time on those lips that you stared at more often than you would have liked to admit.

The same lips would sometimes find the top of Adelaide's blonde head and you would be reminded of your situation once more with a sharp sting to your heart. It was a cold, sudden pain and you would clench your hands into fists and hide them in the pockets of your robes. You were conflicted, very much so. You wanted the small Hufflepuff to be happy, and she was very happy, smiling and laughing and blushing and joking with the boy that – despite everything – seemed to claw his way only deeper into your aching heart.

You wanted to be her, you realized then and it only hurt more, just thinking that about your best friend. She had been so kind and lovely to you since your very first day and you owed her so much. And even though it gave you physical pain, you pushed your own desires aside and focused on the blonde girl, your first best friend, who you could tell anything and be yourself around and who was there for you no matter what. She was more important.

And frankly she had known Sebastian longer, so it was her good right to have him. At least that was what you tried to tell yourself.

“How's that list of yours looking?” a deep voice then cut through your thoughts and you looked up with a surprised frown, feeling something hot rushing through your stomach as you met Sebastian's brown eyes.

You cleared your throat and looked down at the parchment you were holding. “All done,” you then said and looked back at him, smiling shyly.

He smiled back at you and you thought you'd be melting on the spot, if it wasn't for Adelaide grabbing your hand and your attention with a cry of excitement. “Then let's have some Butterbeers!” she exclaimed and you forced your gaze away from the Slytherin boy still watching you.

But before the three of you could head to The Three Broomsticks, you heard a rumble in the streets. Curiosity got the better of you and along with other nosy visitors and residents, you walked towards the town circle – only to find yourselves confronted with a giant troll. You felt Adelaide squeeze your hand and try to pull you away, while you stood there and stared, along with the tall boy on her other side.

“Guys, please! Let's get away from here!” she pleaded and when you looked at her frightened face, your eyes met Sebastian's and he too struggled to do the right thing and indeed run from the beast instead of watching it destroy the town circle.

But before either of you could do anything, the troll was being led away by a group of witches, and while your heart was thundering from the unusual encounter, you felt the wand in your hand tingling badly. Hearing the girl next to you take a shuddering breath of relief, you turned to her with a comforting smile, as did the boy holding her other hand.

“I'm glad Officer Singer was there,” Adelaide whispered and shook her head in disbelief. “A troll in Hogsmeade... that's never –”

A sudden tremor made her stop mid-sentence and her blue eyes went wide as she stared past you to the other side of the square. You spun around and saw another troll crashing through a nearby building. Behind you, you heard the small Hufflepuff scream and that sound caused the troll to notice you as he stomped right into your direction.

You grabbed your wand tighter and stood protectively in front of your best friend, and next to you stood Sebastian, doing the exact same. You shared a surprised gaze, but then focused on the troll.

“Stay back, Addy,” he told her over his shoulder as she kept tugging at both of your robes, urging you to run away with her. But you knew it was too late to run, the troll had spotted you and would only follow you through the village and wreak more havoc in its wake.

“No! You can't fight that thing! It's dangerous!” she wailed.

“We'll be fine,” he said confidently and looked at you with those intense eyes – and you found yourself agreeing, nodding with a smile. He threw a look back at his girlfriend. “You stay right here, okay? Hide behind those boxes! We'll lure it away!”

You didn't see if Adelaide agreed or not, but when Sebastian grabbed your hand and pulled you away while casting a sizzling Confringo at the troll to get its attention, you quickly forgot about the cowering girl and focused all your energy on the fight.

Of course it was different from duelling a student or a training dummy, but you nevertheless enjoyed yourself despite the danger this armoured beast was posing. Fighting alongside an equally skilled duellist was certainly something. It was a hard fight and you quickly found yourself at your wits' end because you just didn't know that many spells yet, but when you felt your wand vibrating in your hand again, you were quite surprised when you could make crates and barrels lunge themselves at the troll's massive head.

When you suddenly had its full attention, you realized you were standing very close to where Adelaide was hiding behind a large box. You couldn't let the troll get close to her, you had to protect her. From the other side of the square you could hear Sebastian calling her name, before your senses were overrun by a weird sensation that seemed to vibrate right through your very core.

Raising your wand, you inhaled deeply, and when you pointed it at the fast approaching troll, an incredible power surged through you and in the blink of an eye, the troll was gone, exploded into a million tiny specks of blueish light. You gasped deeply and sank to your knees, your wand hand shaking badly.

You heard footsteps coming closer and then a green and silver tie came into view, a hand resting on your arm. “Are you alright?” Sebastian asked quietly, looking at you intently. “How did you do that?” He sounded eager, a little startled and impressed at the same time.

Behind you, Adelaide joined you and sank down next to you, her blue eyes wide. “You saved me! Was that your ancient magic?” she blurted out.

“Ancient magic?” the boy on your other side asked in confusion, his gaze suddenly even more intense.

“Long story...” you whispered, looking between the two tiredly. “I can tell you everything over those Butterbeers I was promised earlier, if you'd like.”

A wide smile spread over his freckled face, causing you to blush deeply, as he and Adelaide helped you back to your feet. Yet the worst didn't seem to be over for that day as you had an unfortunate run-in with two Dark wizards and the evil goblin you'd had the pleasure of meeting once before. Sitting in the back of The Three Broomsticks, you retold your story and once you were done, you had made another friend.

Sebastian seemed fascinated by your ability and even offered his help if you ever needed it. And you settled on that, finding the thought to have a friend in him rather intriguing. You might not know how it would feel like to be held and kissed by him, but you decided then and there to cherish his friendship just as much.

At least that's what you told yourself over and over again, whenever you would find yourself in the presence of these two lovers. Though, to be fair, you wouldn't have known they were boyfriend and girlfriend if Adelaide wouldn't have told you because they acted rather tame in public. Occasional forehead kisses and dreamy gazes seemed to be the only thing those two shared, and frankly, you were quite happy about that. Even the hand holding you could live with.

Adelaide was a rather innocent girl and while she seemed happy with just sitting close to Sebastian, your mind still wandered to other things occasionally. The more time you spent with him (or them), the more time you had to look at him, and the more you saw, the more you wanted to see him closer, and you quickly found that your mind wasn't as innocent as Adelaide's.

Still you tried to keep your interested gazes to a minimum and it worked most of the time, but whenever his hand would brush against yours because you grabbed the same book, or when he'd hold the door and you'd have to squeeze past him, you couldn't help your heart beating just a tiny bit faster. No, not a tiny bit, a lot, and it surely must have shown, but he never said anything.

The three of you became something of a friend triangle after a few weeks and you'd sit together in the library or in classes, and when October rolled around, you were even invited to join them on their visit to Sebastian's sick sister. You had never been to Feldcroft and when you arrived via Floo, the first thing you did was look around in awe at all the autumn colours and quaint little cottages. It had started as a beautiful sunny day, but from past the spectacular shoreline in the south-west came the darkest clouds you'd ever seen.

Though it was nothing you concerned yourself with much as you eventually entered the Sallows' cottage. Anne was a lovely girl, very excited to see her twin brother and his girlfriend again – because apparently this was where they had met over the summer. At first you felt a little dispensable, sitting next to Adelaide at the round table, listening to the twins bicker harmoniously with the blonde girl, while you were... just there, sipping on your tea.

“Anne! I've got something for you,” Sebastian just said and walked back to the door to grab something out of his bag.

The other girls, you included, watched him curiously, and just when he got back to the table to present a strange purple bulb to Anne, the door behind him crashed open. You flinched and stared at the older man entering with a gruff. You'd known immediately that you didn't particularly like Solomon Sallow, the twins' uncle and guardian, because the minute he walked in, he would start fighting with his nephew.

You saw Anne wincing as she watched them arguing. Feeling very uncomfortable, you exchanged a gaze with Adelaide, who just shrugged with a sad expression, muttering “It's always like that.” under her breath. You narrowed your eyes and looked back, only to see Solomon grabbing the shrivelfig Sebastian had been holding and making it disappear into thin air, while he growled and bickered some more.

Sebastian didn't hold back either, as he tried to reason with his uncle, his disdain for his action and words apparent on his tense face. Solomon's voice got louder and louder and just when you wished to be somewhere else, Anne would start crying out and wincing as a bout of pain rushed through her tiny body. You watched in horror how she convulsed, holding her stomach with her face distorted in agony.

The argument halted then and before Solomon would look at his niece, he'd yell at Sebastian one final time. “Look what you've done! Leave!”

The boy looked back to the table then, his face set, but his eyes full of emotion. He didn't wait long before he spun around and stormed out of the cottage. You remained behind, watching how Adelaide tried to soothe Anne's pain, while the older man stood behind them and just glared darkly at the scene. Before he left the room as well, he muttered: “You shouldn't have come here today. It's too much for her!” His dark gaze wandered over the table and as you were the only one looking up, you were met with the full extend of his hatred.

And you didn't even know why. But you felt the same anger rising inside you that you had seen on Sebastian's face. As the door fell shut behind Solomon, a sudden clap of thunder made the little house shake. Adelaide gasped and you looked at her. She had her hands on Anne's shoulders, trying to calm her down as she was still twitching slightly under this mysterious disease you still didn't know anything about.

“Can you go look for Sebastian?” Adelaide asked quietly. “That storm doesn't sound good...”

You nodded and got up. “Where should I look for him?” you asked, having no clue where you should even go.

“There's a cabin at the beach where we would go in the summer sometimes. Perhaps he's there,” she told you while she rubbed Anne's shoulder. “Thank you,” she added with a small smile.

“Of course,” you said, happy to leave this dreary cottage and more than happy to maybe spend some time alone with Sebastian. In that moment you were a little selfish. But more so you wanted to console him. Having witnessed that encounter with his uncle had left you speechless and very angry. That fight had come out of nowhere and only because a brother had wanted to surprise his sister.

You didn't know the whole picture, but you knew that adults should never talk to their children or those in their care like that, especially in front of strangers. When you had felt uncomfortable, you just knew that Sebastian had felt more than embarrassed. And along with being angry and hurt, he clearly shouldn't be alone right now.

Once you stepped outside the cottage, you were hit by the first drops of heavy rain. It took you a moment to find your way, but it wasn't particularly hard to know where the coast was – you just had to follow the darkest rain clouds you had ever seen. And so you set out into the eye of the storm, ignoring the rain that drenched your clothes and the wind that picked up quickly the closer you got to the shoreline.

You decided to climb a little vantage point and look down at the beach that stretched all around the coast, yet you couldn't look too far. The storm was growing by the minute and the clouds were thick and heavy, the rain too much to see very far. But then you saw the green smoke coming out of a tiny chimney just below. That must be the cabin Adelaide mentioned.

Making your way down to the beach, you could hear nothing but the storm roaring and the waves crashing against the shore. It was worse down here than it was on the little hill you were on earlier. You were completely drenched by now and yet you kept looking. “Sebastian!” you called out but your voice seemed too feeble to travel anywhere under this weather.

You looked along the coastline as far as the heavy rain allowed and then you saw a small figure all the way to the left, the wind dragging his robes around while he seemed to throw rocks at the raging waves in front of him. You jogged towards him, once again calling his name and when he finally heard you, he looked around and stared at you, completely soaked, his cheeks red from the cold and whatever else burned beneath his stoic expression.

“What are you doing here?” he asked in surprise.

You stopped in front of him, breathless and shaken, your hair whirling around your head mercilessly before the rain caked it to your forehead. “Looking for you,” you replied loudly, trying to be heard over the storm.

He dropped the rocks he was holding and came even closer, slightly towering over you as if to block the storm from you with his body. “You're going to catch a cold,” he said with something of a crooked smirk.

Tilting your head, you glared up at him. “And you won't?” you replied, holding his gaze.

“Nobody cares anyway,” he then said and turned his face away, staring out over the raging ocean.

“Adelaide cares,” you told him. “Your sister cares.” You paused, watching him closely, your heart clenched tightly by all those emotions that had flooded you before and were now back in business tenfold. “I care!” you added louder and reached out a hand to grab the front of his wet robes.

He stared at you then, not saying anything, his hard face slowly softening, his dark eyes wandering over your face. There was a moment then, when your heart beat faster, your breath quickened, the intensity of his gaze made your knees weak. And suddenly his hand was on your face, pushing aside a wet strand of hair. His touch was warm on your cold skin and you stifled a gasp.

While you were overwhelmed by this simple gesture, he didn't stop there. You watched with wide eyes how he leaned closer and then he had pressed his lips to yours and for a moment you forgot about the storm wreaking havoc around you as the wind stilled and the rain froze in the air and all you felt was his mouth on yours, warm and inviting and finally, finally fulfilling that desire you had suppressed for weeks now.

But then time resumed and rain and the spray of the waves and the roaring storm hit you at the same time as realization struck you. You raised your hands and firmly placed them on his chest. And despite the new and thrilling sensation tingling through your lips, it was guilt that made you want to stop. Guilt and the round face of your best friend that came to your mind in that very moment.

“What are you doing?” you yelled at him as you shoved him away, your eyes wide and your lips trembling. Sebastian stared at you, his wet hair stuck to his forehead.

“I was kissing you,” he yelled back over the noise of the heavy rain pelting down on you.

You could barely hear nor see him through the downpour, the storm loud in your ears, dragging at your drenched robes. “What?” you asked, even though you knew damn well what he had done and said.

He took a step towards you and you took one back instinctively, keeping your distance. “Come on, I know you feel the same!”

You shook your head. “No! We can't do this, Sebastian!”

Suddenly lightning flashed around you and you gasped and flinched when an ear-splitting clap of thunder made the sand beneath your feet shake badly. He was with you immediately, his hands on your face as he kept you from moving away from him. His dark eyes bored into yours.

“Sebastian,” you whispered breathlessly, your hands moving up to grab his wrists. “Don't...”

“Stop fighting this,” he said almost sternly. “Haven't we danced around each other for long enough now?”

“We can't do this to Addy...” you replied, even though your heart was fluttering violently inside your chest the longer he held your face.

You saw him clench his jaw, more and more rain drops running down his freckled face. Blinking rapidly against the water gathering in your eyes, and you couldn't be sure if it was just the rain or something else, you stared at him, swallowing hard, your breaths shallow.

As another thunder rolled along the coast, you flinched again and by doing so, you moved forwards and against him and suddenly your arms were wrapped around his torso and your lips were pressed right against his. But instead of pushing away again, you leaned into it, holding onto him while the storm lashed around you, and he was kissing you back with a yearning that both of you had long tried to suppress.

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End notes: Please note that I've never written as a Hufflepuff before, I have to be honest: I had to read up on how a Hufflepuff should act XD I'm trying my best to stay true to their nature, please bear with me my lovely Hufflepuffs!

This will also be some sort of Hogwarts Legacy re-write, but I took the liberty of changing quests around and pushed plot points to later dates, just to make this work. But in the end the plot won't be as important, you all know where this will lead, right? (The eventual smut tag is real, people!)

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joekeeryswife · 1 year

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Little family - e.m

hello loves, i hope you’re all okay! here is another dad!eddie imagine. it’s one of the cutest ones i’ve ever written but it’s pretty short so i hope that’s okay. take this time to relax and read this imagine, enjoy loves 🤍

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love. that's all Eddie could feel in this moment. love. it had been three weeks since you gave birth and baby Noelle was the best thing to ever happen to you both. she was just a creation of love and she was this little bundle of joy. she had came onto this earth and completely changed the way Eddie saw the world.

he was in awe as he watched the little girl coo in her sleep, followed with a small yawn. she was utterly perfect. her small button nose, plump lips, huge brown eyes and curly brown hair on top of her head. Eddie didn't hate to admit it but she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen next to you.

you had been amazing. carrying a baby which came with the hormones, morning sickness, cravings, heart burn, tears and headaches just so you could both become parents. you labour had been quick, two hours tops. you had went into labour two days before your due date and it had just gone so quickly.

you'd heard from some of the women in your family that labour could go on for days but not for you. you were at home for an hour, waiting for your contractions to come closer together and then once they did you went straight to the hospital with a hysterical Eddie.

he was crying the whole time, not sure how to comfort you. but the labour itself wasn't to bad, obviously the contractions were brutal but knowing you were getting your baby at the end of it.

Eddie was in your bedroom, watching your baby girl take small breaths, her face scrunching slightly as she dreamed of something you'd never know. Eddie really loved her. he was unbelievably lucky to be a and and even luckier to be a dad to Noelle. she was just the perfect new born.

every time Eddie looked at her he got emotional. he was actually a dad to this angelic baby. he couldn't believe how beautiful her features were. Eddie didn't really like how he looked but what he and you created was just perfect. utterly perfect. Eddie heard your footsteps approaching the bedroom and quickly wiped the few singular tears which had fallen down his face.

"baby, is she awake-" you stopped yourself from speaking when you saw a sleeping Noelle and a crying Eddie. "hey, you okay Ed's?" you walked toward him and sat down on the bed, wincing slightly as you were still recovering from the few stitches you did have to get after giving birth.

you wrapped your arm around his shoulder and pulled him into you, making his head rest on your shoulder. "i just can't believe she's ours. she’s so perfect and i’m so lucky” he sniffled, his eyes never leaving Noelle who had now opened her eyes to look at both of her parents.

Noelle’s face scrunched up and the tears finally started. you responded immediately knowing she was definitely hungry. “looks like i have both my loves crying” you joked, lifting yours (eddies) top up and hoping Noelle would latch on.

sometimes she struggled and you were still getting used to breast feeding so it could be a bit painful for you. she luckily did latch on pretty quickly and her tears stopped. Eddie watched as you breastfed his daughter and his heart swelled. he loved you both so much and watching this way of you two bonding just swelled his heart.

he carefully swiped to pad of his thumb across Noelle’s cheek to get rid of the tears which had fallen seconds earlier. after a few minutes of feeding Noelle’s eyes started to close, indicating that she wouldn’t be feeding for much longer.

once you felt her stop feeding completely you unlatched her and carefully sat her up so you could pull your top down. “you wanna burp her Ed’s?” you asked, looking around for the burping cloth so if she spit up it would be on the cloth and not your clothes. you watched as he nodded and held his hand out so he could take her.

you passed Noelle over to Eddie after finding the burping cloth by her few toys she’d gotten from your friends and family. after giving Eddie the cloth you sat back down, placed your head on his shoulder and watched as Eddie burped Noelle. “can you believe she’s three weeks old” you whispered, playing with the baby hairs she had.

“no. it’s going so quickly. next thing we know she’s gonna be a year old. maybe we could give her a sister or a brother” he looked down at you and smirked. you rolled your eyes and smiled at him, obviously you wanted more kids but definitely not yet.

“you can wait a few years Eddie. i’m the one carrying the thing” you laughed and took your hand off of Noelle’s hair and placed it on Eddie’s forearm, stroking it softly. “i guess i can wait” he joked and lent down to kiss your forehead. you both went quiet and listened to your baby cooing as Eddie gently patted her back.

after burping her, Eddie placed her back down in her cot and kissed her forehead. Noelle smiled softly in her sleep but you both knew it was a reflex but you both couldn’t wait to see one of her real smiles. Eddie sat back down and pulled you into his side so the two of you were close again. Eddie looked between you and Noelle and his heart swelled even more. you were both so similar but so different at the same time but you were both utterly beautiful.

Eddie rubbed his hand up and down your arm softly and took in the precious silence. the silence wasn’t awkward or weird, it was comforting and it was one of those silences which could calm any anxiety or worries anyone had and he loved it. Eddie loved his two girls and the little family you both created.

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jackiequick · 7 months

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Meeting your boyfriends sister | Hangman fanfic ✨

Pairing: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Amber ‘Skysolo’ Kazansky

Timeline: Post-Top Gun Maverick

Summary: She didn’t think she would ever be nervous about something like meeting the family. She has done it plenty of times before but what happens you boyfriend Hangman Seresin’s sister comes to town?

Charcters mentioned: Elena "Enigma" Seresin, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado, Georgia “Peach” Wells and etc.

Top Gun Maverick AU

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Amber Kazansky had been though a lot in her lifetime so far. From moving around as a child to different states to watching her aunt Carol die in her teens. Hell she has seen her father go through cancer and survive it.

She has seen friends break up, others get married and move on with their lives. So it was something she was fine with.

It was part of life, meeting people and trying to see if things worked. And if they did, you meet your lover’s friends. They get to meet your parents, seeing if they approve of your relationship.

But meeting her boyfriend’s sister? That was not one of them. So imagine her surprise when she founds out she’s in town for the weekend.

She. Was. Actually. Terrified!

Yeah she Amber has met a boyfriend or two’s brother and sister in the past. But a naval base boyfriend’s siblings? Never. Jake Seresin was her first boyfriend to be a pilot and a damn good one. Sadly he wasn’t good at breaking news like this.

Because he decided to break the news right before they went to sleep the night before. He said he had something to tell over dinner but forgot about it. But he remembered it right before he turned off the bathroom light and jumped into bed with her.

And he said it so casually too! Like it was the most normal thing in the world?! She knew he had siblings but she wasn’t expecting for her to come over to visit her in the next 24 hours.

Which lead her to find herself roughly tapping her French tips against her desk the next morning. Biting the tip of her nail on one hand as the other typed away furiously on her keyboard. She was filing in information for her father. His assistant, Mindy, sent a small stack of paperwork for her transfer over into spreadsheets within the next couple of days.

She was so focused on her laptop screen, having Rocket Man playing from her speakers, that she didn’t hear friend come in.

Georgia smiled chatting with Bradley at the door as he gave one kiss goodbye before she walked in. She hung up her jacket and set her lunch down on table nearby, grabbing her laptop from the cart. She left it charging earlier beforehand.

“Hey Amber.” She said with a peachy grin on her face as she started rambling about her morning. It was the cutest thing. Her eyes fell onto the blonde who was only half playing attention to what happened, making the brunette pause in her tracks.

“Uhh, earth to Sky? Amber, honey? Hello?” Georgia asked, waving a hand in the air and sighed, “Kazansky!”

“Huh?! What? I’m here, sir!” She yelled snapping out of it, ripping her fingernails away from the tips of her teeths, “Oh, what’s up sweets?”

“I was talking to you and you weren’t listening. That’s what’s up! What’s going on? Your usually cracking a joke by now.”

“You know. I can be very busy, busy, busy bee!”

“Ha! No. That ain’t it. Your always on a semi-busy monthly schedule but this is different. What happened? Was it Rooster and Jen?”

“No..”

“Uhh, hmm. Did Coyote say something stupid again?”

“No he didn’t. Neil didn’t do anything either.”

“Ohh was it Cyclone’s girl Valkyrie?! She’s a tough cookie!”

“No it wasn’t. Nor was it anyone else like Frostbite.”

Georgia’s eyes widen and gasped, “You and Jake had a fight? What did his sorry southern ass to do you? I’ll talk to him. I’ll get Phoenix and Frost as my backup. No one hurts my girl and gets away with it!”

Amber couldn’t help but laugh as she leaned against her chair. Peach was such a doll sometimes. Always so sweet and charmingly spiritual with the way she carried herself. She tend to get nervous and annoyed sometimes but other than that she was well..a peach!

Honestly she needed that today. A laugh from a friend.

“That’s not exactly what Jake said…it wasn’t a fight! We didn’t fight each other for anything. Oh god, I’m sweating. I don’t like this.” Amber admitted with a soft chuckle.

“Oh god something is up if you’re sweating bullets out of nervous. Come on, spill it out!” Georgia encouraged with a certain look.

“I’m meeting my boyfriends older sister today!”

“OH MY GOD! That’s great. From what I received from past relationships, that’s a good thing. That means he likes you, a lot! I’m so happy for you!”

“Now is not the time to be supportive! I’m freaking out, what if she doesn’t like me? What if she hates me and tells Jake stop dating me?! Tell him to aim higher?! That I suck! Cause technically, it’s kinda my fault I put him on a death defining mission to come back to Top Gun. Oh god she’s gonna hate me!”

Georgia stood there with her jaw dropped onto the damn floor. This was one of the first time she ever seen Amber Nic Kazansky in such a frenzy. This woman was always cool, calm and collected from the moment she met her. Giving her advice, by saying if everything is okay and sending a message to everyone on deck she meant every word she ever said.

Yeah sure, she had her moments where she lost her cool like an X-Men during a fight with Wolverine or something. Living up to her callsigns. Like when Jake and Bradley were arguing in the classroom or when Cyclone refused to listen to her and Maverick during the missions they went on.

But this?!

Here she stood in her office freaking out over meeting the family. It was honestly kinda hilarious to her. If she wasn’t such a good friend she would’ve recorded this and sent this whole thing as a video to the group chat.

But honestly it was cute though. It reminded people like her that the Kazansky family was just as human as the rest of them.

It was Georgia turn to calm her down.

“Hey, Amber. Amber, honey look at me. Look at me. Good. Just relax you’re gonna be fine.” Georgia encouraged, holding her shoulders.

“Wh-how? Sorry. How did you react to meeting Jen? She’s practically like a sister to Rooster.” Amber replied, taking a breath.

“Yeah well, I was freaking out cause her dad is sorta a legit legend, but I found her that she’s a total goofball. So maybe eh-what’s her name?”

“Elena.”

“Right, pretty name. Maybe Elena is the same way, just some cool chick. So go on, your gonna be late.”

“But what if she doesn’t like me and Jake didn’t say anything about me? Oh god what if she hates blondes?”

“Ok, now your rambling. Relax, you just gotta prove why your the first Mrs. Hangman. That ring on your fingers means something, right?”

“Right. Right..i yeah, I got this.”

“You got this! Now go on, I have a meeting with Wraith now.”

“Okay but..”

She didn’t have a moment to say anything else because Georgia practically pushed her out the door. She could’ve sworn she’s rubbing off on the brunette with her actions. Amber relaxed her shoulders, she was right. Elena probably a cool girl, relaxed and lay back.

But she was also beauty.

She seen the picture of her last night before she went to sleep. She was stunning with beautiful long blonde hair, pretty eyes glowing like a goddess of the sun and a lovely smile that take someone’s breath away. From just her pictures she seemed like the best women in the world.

A ray of sunshine wrapped up in pretty dress.

Hell she wanted to date her!

The moment Amber entered the cafeteria, her heart stopped. She saw her.

God she was even prettier in person. Laughing in mid conversation with Frostbite—Rachel, chatting about god knows what.

Elena was enjoying herself greatly. It made her smile.

Her outfit was so sweet, her smile was sung by as she laughed and her makeup made her shine.

Amber pushed her hair out of face walking over to the pair who sat at the table, chatting about they’re active services. Once she got closer she heard them a lot clearer.

“Oh stop it!” Elena said mid laugh waving her hand, “You’re the one who got her first air to air kill last week. You should be overjoyed! It’s amazing.”

“Ok it’s not as cool as you! Yeah sure, Jenny and Wraith encouraged me to do it but still.” Rachel added with a chuckle, “You have been to so many different places. That’s awesome.”

Both girls acknowledge her walking over to them.

Frost smiled sheepishly and chuckles, “Hey, have you met Elena? She’s new.”

“No, I haven’t.” Amber repiled with a soft smile turning to the blonde, “Hi.”

“Hey.” Elena said with a smile, “Nice dress.”

“T-thanks. So is yours, I love the pattern!”

“Thank you! I got it from H&M, big sale last month.”

Rachel got a phone call and realized it was one of their friends, excusing herself as she left with a small wave. That left both women to stand there awkwardly chuckling, before Elena realized what her was name again. She remembered her brother telling that her that his girlfriend worked here in the building.

She assumed this was her? But she could be wrong.

So she smiled pointing to the seat in front of her and said, “Sit. Please. Sorry I’m a little nervous, which is rare because I’m not like this.”

“It’s fine, I’m nervous too. Jake has told me about you.” Amber repiled with a smile, sitting down across from her.

“Ohhh! You’re his girlfriend? I’m sorry, he didn’t even show me a picture of you, just told me your name. He just told me that I’ll probably bump into you today.”

“Hahaha! He told me the same thing, he can silly sometimes.”

“No, he can be an idiot sometimes.”

Both girls chuckled breaking the ice a bit.

“He just said, ‘hey since your coming here for the weekend! Come meet my girlfriend.’ That’s all he said.” Elena explained with a chuckle, “I was supposed to be here last week but my boss decided to change my schedule.”

“No, it’s okay! Things happen, my schedule ain’t always the clearest either. Literally Jake just threw that information at me last night so casually. I was freaking out…I mean, you sound cool according him.” Amber repiled as she shyly smile.

Elena found it cute. How did her brother get a someone like her? She seemed so sweet and honestly pretty nice. She felt bad she didn’t get information from her baby brother beforehand, she was completely clueless about this girl.

But it a good thing in her opinion, a clean slate.

“Sounds like him, she tends to tell people stuff and never make himself clear. He’s like a bird strike, I guess.” Elena said with a smile, thinking about all the times her little brother messed up.

“Oh your correct. He knocks someone off course and brings you along for the right. But it’s a nice ride.” Amber added thinking about something and smile, “How about we start over?”

“How so?”

“It’s kinda been a long week for us and I think we should just relax..”

“I like that. Actually I love that! Good idea.”

Amber smiled holding out her hand for the blonde to shake and said, “Hi, I’m Amber Nic Kazansky. Very nice to meet you, Ms. Seresin.”

“Haha! Nice to meet you too, Ms. Kaz—” Elena replied, stopping herself realizing what she just heard and laughed, “Wait! Kazansky?! You’re the Admiral’s daughter?”

“Hahaha yes. Why? I’m sorry that last name kinda surprises people.”

“Surprises people?! How did-? No offense, but i thought the admiral’s kid would have guards nearby or something…sorry.”

It was Elena’s turn to become shocked and a bit nervous but excited all at the same time.

She didn’t know her baby brother was dating the admiral’s kid?! For how long, she didn’t know. He aimed high! Respectfully, she would date an admiral’s kid too if they let her. Even steal her brother’s girlfriend off his hands!

She was impressed. Very impressed.

Amber chuckled, “It’s okay. People like to make rumors around here.”

“Real question, how did my brother pull you? No offense, but he’s a little stupid.” Elena replied with a laugh.

“I guess I like ‘em a little dumb.”

“Oh I like you.”

“Hahaha, the Seresin siblings are one of a kind.”

“And clearly my brother has good taste in women. He got it from me! Where do you work?”

“I was gonna ask you the same thing!”

“You first.”

“Okay um. I’m a training officer for recruitment here. I overlook plenty of paperwork for research, send people on missions and organize them.”

“Lieutenant, huh? Respect. I’ll love to see your office some time.”

“What about you?”

“Oh! I work as a lead engineer at the aerospace engineering firm.”

“Wait! Really? That’s so damn so cool.”

“Thanks! I worked on designing cutting-edge aircraft with advanced maneuvering capabilities. All kind of planes.”

“How have we not met before?”

“I have no idea.”

“My uncle Mav, he was the one to worked with you guys for a project a while back. Uh, The Darkstar projects?”

“Yes! That was him?! Everyone was talking about it! He reached so high on the list that day and survived being ejected.”

Both girls laughed, kept chatting and smiling the whole time.

Amber decided to walk her around the building and probably head out to lunch later on. Elena smiled liking that idea very much, holding the door for her as they walked out of the room. Realizing they had nothing to worry about, it was all Jake’s fault that they were so nervous in the first place.

Little did they know Jake Seresin was sitting across the room with Rachel, Javy and Neil watching the whole thing, with his jaw on the floor. He glad they didn’t hate each other or anything but he wasn’t expecting for it to go so well.

Neil was laughing at his reaction and muttering, “Your screwed now.”

“W-what just happened?” Jake asked, sipping his glasses of a water.

Rachel snorted, “I think your sister just stole your girl. Honestly i don’t blame Amber, she’s cool. I’ll date her.”

That was when Jenny walked in with a smirk hearing her and asked, “Who would you date, Frosty?”

“Uh huh? What? Shut up, I’mma shut up now.” Rachel said, rested her head on her shoulder.

“Weirdo.” Jenny repiled with a scoff, grins at Javy and asks, “What we talking about?”

Javy grinning back and chuckles, “The Seresin siblings.”

“I made a huge mistake letting my sister and girlfriend meet, didn’t I?” Jake added downing his drink with a sigh.

His friends just laughed.

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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Reiner would go see the barbie Movie w his lil girl and he wears all pink cause hello??? Such an occasion needs a formal dress code

But y’all ain’t hearin me tho

Oh! I am listeningggg. 😭😩 like just walk with me here for a minute.

this man would be such a big teddy bear for his babygirl. Like whatever she wants, he walks the end of the earth to get it. (side note: he most definitely cried harder than you when she was born). He absolutely adores his little princess. So when she runs up to him, tugging at his pant leg..begging to go see it, he does it with bells on. But!..this isn’t just some regular occasion. They gotta come correct..this is THE Barbie movie after all. So big papa Reiner, who is no stranger to coordinating outfits with his tiny twin, lets her pick his outfit. “Daddy, I think you should wear this one. It’s pwettyyy.” and it’s the most obnoxiously, bright Pepto Bismol pink hoodie and joggers known to man. “Yeah, you think so?” But it’s not complete without some accessories and you know lil mama gotta put that ON because she is a big stepper, okay? So she’s standing on the bathroom counter with her brush and a dream, putting his hair up into pigtails with matching bows and earrings. He looks so ridiculous but it is literally the cutest stinking thing you have ever seen in your life. By the time (y/n) comes in, he’s styling her hair; brushing those big fluffy black curls of hers into space buns with big pink ribbons just like you taught him because he most certainly was going to learn how to do his little girl’s hair! His giant calloused hands working throughout her tiny little head. “See, it’s just like how mommy does it.” “You’re getting better, daddy. I like it.” And his heart could’ve melted right there..and so could yours. When they’re both done and ready to go; him in his insane flamingo fit and your daughter in her matching tracksuit..bright pink shades with her little baby handbag, sunglasses and sneakers like the diva she is, you just HAVE to snap a pic or two. “Oh my goodness, y’all are so adorable!” Squealing all excited. They’re both posing and showing off, doing the mostttt! And him being the other diva, he throws a hand up and pretends to dismiss you. “No photos please. We’ve got to important business to tend to.” “Yeah, that’s right, mommy. We don’t have time for pappawazzie.” And you are just cracking up as your precious baby and husband strut off out the door to go see the Barbie movie.

#reiner fluff #reiner my sweetheart #reiner being a girl dad is just so ughhh my heart and ovaries are exploding 🥹#reiner brainrot #black fem reader #black fanfiction #black fanfic writer #aot x black reader #aot reiner #aot black reader fluff

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jupitercomet · 1 year

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Idk if you plan to make the story long enough to see this, but…. What would any of our boxer boys look like on their wedding day? What would they be like on the day they find out they're going to be dads for the first time? Or what would they be like holding their baby for the first time?

okay so I don't think the actual series is going to be long enough to reach those points, but here are some baby blurbs about it instead :)

p.s. this is so long, I'm sorry I went overboard

wedding:

Bradley would not be having the greatest day ever, if we're being honest. everyone was very firm on the tradition that he and Toots can't see each other until the first look so they spent the night apart and Bradley is going through withdrawal. the photographer was taking pictures of all the groomsmen getting ready and she was like "...do you...want to smile?" because Bradley's just getting ready with a big ol' frown.

honestly, Bradley isn't really smiling in any of the photos but there's a stark difference between his glower and borderline pout and the small twitch of his lips and the look of pure love in his eyes when he gets to see Toots finally.

Bradley literally has three friends and he'd eat glass before admitting that two of them are Bob and Jake, so Natasha is his best (wo)man.

Toots wanted a pretty fancy looking wedding, it'd be in the autumn, probably in the ballroom of a nice hotel. their first dance would be to "My Girl" by The Temptations (it was Bradley's idea, don't tell anyone).

Jake would 100% be bridezilla. like Angel's just thanking all of the staff and Jake's about to hyperventilate because he definitely requested baby blue napkins and those are light blue and now the theme is off and the wedding is ruined. but that would all come to a screeching halt when something actually does end up going wrong with Angel's dress and (it's basically that scene from Pam and Jim's wedding because I think it's the cutest thing ever) Jake's like "fuck tradition, my girl needs me" so they don't have a photographed first look but Angel takes a mental picture. everything goes smoothly after that and Jake has half a bow tie.

if everyone thought Jake was annoying before, at the reception he's a thousand times worse. anytime Angel is away from him, he's talking to people like "see that girl over there? the one who looks like heaven on earth? that's my wife!" and Bradley's like "....literally every single person here know that".

obviously Javy is his best man and Harley is the ring bearer.

they have a summer wedding, probably at the beach and then the reception is in a big grassy area looking out on the ocean with a big white tent. their first dance would be to "Dancing in the Moonlight" by Toploader.

Bob would be so nervous, like Mickey's just holding a hairdryer to his pits and yelling over it "you're fine, Bo! It's gonna be fine, you got this!" finally Adler gives him a little pep talk and Bob feels like he's ready. 100% he cries when when Sweet Pea walks down the aisle. they both decided to write their own vows and his put Shakespeare to shame.

people don't really hear Bob laugh that often, so everyone's in for a surprise when he's giggling the entire reception. like he's laughing the loudest at all the speeches and everyone's like "???" but Bob would just turn to Sweet Pea every few seconds and whisper (very loudly) "you're my wife! Mickey just called you my wife!" Sweet Pea literally has to figure out how to eat with her non-dominant hand because Bob refuses to let go of her other one.

Mickey's his best man and Eloise bakes their wedding cake.

Sweet Pea wanted a cottagecore wedding, Bob said "I don't know what that means, but whatever you want" and it's in the spring in a really pretty flower garden. their first dance is to "I Am Yours" by Andy Grammer.

when they're gonna be dads:

Bradley finds out via a gift bag Toots made for him. like he pulls out a couple bibs and is like "your gift to me is that you're gonna stop being a messy eater? these look a little small for you" and Toots is like 😐 but she knew this was gonna happen she has another box that's more obvious. and Bradley looks at it for like a minute before he goes "really?" and Toots is like "yeah" and Bradley says "I'm gonna be a dad?" Toots is like "yeah" and Bradley looks at the box again and then covers his eyes with his hand.

Toots starts freaking out internally like "is he disappointed? does he not want a baby?" and then she finally realizes that Bradley's crying and so she's like "it's okay, don't cry" and hugs him, but now his head is against her chest and he can stare at her stomach, and he kind of wipes his eyes and is like "our baby's in there?" and Toots kisses the top of his head, "our baby's in there" and the rest of the day is spent with his hands on her stomach and Bradley refusing to let Toots do anything.

(everything's fine until Bradley wakes up in a cold sweat that night because he's always loved their size difference, but now Toot's is gonna have to push his big ass baby out of her tiny ass body and Toots has to sign them up for birthing classes together just to get him to go back to bed)

honestly, I don't see Angel and Jake having kids. Angel's got a lot of family stuff that just makes her anxious about even the idea and Jake's always been pretty impartial to the idea of kids, so they both agree that children aren't in the cards for them. they've probably had one or two pregnancy scares though, so Angel's probably had to tell Jake that he's not gonna be a dad.

"negative?" he'd be waiting in the bedroom while Angel does her thing and she nods "negative" at which point Jake gets up and is like "hell yeah! high five!" and Angel just looks at him before giving him a begrudging high five.

"thanks, guys! makin' daddy proud!"

"please don't refer to yourself as 'daddy' when you're talking to your testicles."

Sweet Pea does the "bun in the oven" one, like she asks Bob if he'd take what she was baking out of the oven for her and a minute later Bob's walking into the living room all confused like "did you bake this? it looks bought? also the oven wasn't even on" and Sweet Pea just looks at him expectantly and Bob's like "what? I don't get it. should I know why you put a bun in the oven.... wait—" and Bob literally drops the bun like "are you serious?" and Sweet Pea nods excitedly like "you're gonna be a dad, Bobby!"

Bob doesn't even know what to do with himself, he's hugging Sweet Pea and then pulling away to look at her tummy and then hugging her again. he definitely talks to Sweet Pea's stomach the whole day regardless of if she's showing yet or not and he calls the baby "pea".

when they hold their baby:

so Bradley and Toots have a girl because how could I deprive you of girl dad Bradley Bradshaw? and luckily she took after her mom more in terms of size so the birth wasn't as strenuous as Bradley had been freaking out over. but everything went smoothly and baby Bradshaw is perfectly healthy.

Bradley never told Toots this, but he was kind of worried their baby might be scared of him. like he's big and intimidating and babies don't really like him all that much, so he was expecting his baby to not like him either. with everything going on, he's able to evade holding his daughter for a while. though he obviously wants to, he way too scared she'll hate him to try. but he can escape it no longer when Toots is sleeping and (I named her Caroline after Carol but baby names are so strongly divided so name her whatever you want lol) baby Bradshaw is starting to get fussy.

obviously Toots needs her rest so Bradley kind of bites the bullet and picks his daughter up for the first time and he waits for her to just burst out crying, because that's what usually happens with him and babies, but instead she starts cooing and she smiles at him. and Bradley just watches in awe as she wraps her little hands around one of his fingers, before starting to fall asleep herself (our girl's had a big day today). after that, people literally couldn't pry her from Bradley's cold, dead hands.

as previously stated, Jake and Angel don't have kids so I'll write about when Jake adopted Harley lmao. just for funsies, let's say he went to the same shelter that Toots works at! and if we're being honest, he wants a dog, but he also kinda wants a scary looking one for the aesthetic. so when he sees a listing for a doberman puppy, Jake's intrigued.

he was kind of looking for an older dog, but Jake thought he'd check him out anyway. as he's walking with the volunteer, they kind of warn him that Harley's (or I guess in the shelter he was called Ajax) friendly when he warms up to people but he's usually a little shy in the first couple minutes of visiting. they also encourage Jake to sit on the floor to appear less intimidating. so Jake was fully not prepared for this puppy to hesitantly pad into the room, see him, and then bolt straight for him, wriggle under his shirt and pop out the neck hole to greet Jake excitedly.

obviously, Jake had to adopt him.

when he took him home for the first time, Jake was still on the fence about the name Ajax. the shelter said that he didn't really know it so Jake could change it if he wanted to. he shows the puppy around his place and they get to the garage and he's sniffing all around Jake's motorcycle and Jake's like "you like motorcycles?" because day one he's already having conversations with his dog "yeah, me too. one day I'm gonna get a Harley-Davidson" and the puppy just perks up and starts wagging his tail and propping himself up on Jake's leg. and, thus, Harley.

baby Floyd would be a boy (bugs name of choice: Noah, like The Notebook). baby boy's also very happy and healthy and there were no complications with his birth.

Bob grew up with just his mom, so he's been having a few inner spirals about whether or not he even knows how to be a dad. Sweet Pea always reassures him that he'll be a wonderful dad and the man went out and bought every parenting book every written and has them highlighted and annotated, Sweet Pea's like "our kid is gonna be so lucky to have you as their dad".

Bob keeps it together while Sweet Pea's holding baby Pea, they're all crammed in the hospital bed just cooing and looking at each other. but when Sweet Pea truly can't fight her exhaustion anymore Bob takes baby Floyd from her and starts whispering about all the things he's gonna do with him that he never got to do with his own dad and making all these promises that he wished his dad made for him. and it's definitely bittersweet, but Bob knows he isn't going to make his dad's mistakes and that his son is going to grow up with a father who loves him.

and, like he understood what his dad was saying, baby boy puts his hand on Bob's chest to explore the feeling of his t-shirt — right where Bob's heart it. and Bob smiles and settles back in his chair.

"hey pea, let's play 20 questions while momma sleeps, yeah?"

#bradley bradshaw x toots #jake seresin x angel #bob floyd x sweet pea #under the hard deck #buggy's got a pen

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