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alwaysxlarrie · 8 months

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harry is louis’ baby fic rec masterlist part 2 :)

hi hello, so, i actually started putting together this masterlist at the end of april (since then, ‘ain’t that a kick in the head!’ has been deleted, which was on the original list. big rip) but then life just kept getting in the way. & i have like 57485 fic rec masterlists that i want to get out but i wanted to post this one first, so. here i am. i usually do 50 fics per rec list, but this is 25. so it seems i can do a (semi) shorter fic rec list. who would’ve thought? anyway, enjoy!!

a million roses (bathed in rock n’ roll) by deLILAh

i’d come across this fic a number of times before i actually read it because i don’t listen to lana del rey (thank you jennifer & @hlkings for showing me the wonders of her music) so i wasn’t sure if i’d be able to follow the storyline. but!!! worry not. that knowledge isn’t required. amazing strangers to lovers, good smut, 10/10 relationship development & individual character development

and the truth shall set you free... by @jaerie / jaerie

jaerie knows i love this fic. my friends know i love this fic. i’m pretty sure most of the world’s population knows too. the relationship development in general & portrayal of inexperienced!harry/experienced!louis is top tier. it’s interesting reading harry going through his journey, in a generally pretty accurate way (from the perspective of someone who grew up religious), so i love that it’s in harry’s pov. i love how louis goes from teasing to soft to guiding so naturally, as well.

a rose, by any other name by @canonlarry / iwillpaintasongforlou

this fic portrays protective louis so well while harry’s still independent & in charge of his own autonomy. there’s some mentions of violence in this, just a disclaimer, but it’s veryyyyy minor! really good (dark) plot twist at the end too!

a cage for every ugly spirit by sarcasticfluentry

listennnnnnnnnnnnn. this fic??? & it’s sequel???? amazing. top tier. i just love how all the different elements of religion, kink, romance, smut, etc connect

be my little good luck charm by 100percentsassy

the flirting!!!!!! my heart!!!!!!!!!! i know larry hitting it off right away is a canon trope & all that but it’s not always easy to write in a way that doesn’t feel rushed & this fic depicts that perfectly. there’s so much wonderful humor, fluffy moments & lots of domesticness.

baby we could be enough (i’ll make this feel like home) by orphan account

i am an absolute sucker for fics where either harry or louis is a single father & the other one just swoops into their life & fits. & that’s exactly how this fic is. i’m not an angst person at all, but i also love how there’s realistic angst/concerns that a single parent would have about bringing another person into their lives. other than that bit, there’s still a whole lotta fluff !!

breathless for eternity by cabinbythesea

wow another fic where they’re strangers, hit it off immediately & have the cutest dynamic!! i’m a walking cliché atp but listen, although this is mostly pwp imo, the way louis picks up on harry’s mannerisms, what he needs as a sub, how to tease, etc is beautiful???? that takes talented writing!! we love to see it?? thank you for this???

boy for sale by @ohpleaselarry / ohpleaselarry

i mean, listen. do be mindful of the tags & what not, but. at the very core, harry is simply louis’ baby & you will not be convincing me otherwise. i would absolutely die for a prequel or a sequel. the undertones throughout this fic are *chef’s kiss*

baby thinking of you keeps me up all night by ballsdeepinjesus

i am nothing if not consistent with loving famous!louis/fanboy!harry fics, alright? you gotta give me that at least. the internal struggle louis goes through throughout the majority of this fic is so funny but also so real of him??? plus, we love thigh fucking here, so. a winner in my book!

do not falter (there’s a star ahead) by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry

all you need in life is harry feeling safe surrounded by louis’ scent. shit, me too, harold. there’s so much cuteness in such a short lil fic & altho it’s open ended, we all know they got together & lived happily ever after, thank you v much

gotta get (me) outta my head by @parmahamlarrie / parmahamlarrie

i have severe adult adhd & the way bee wrote this is phenomenal at making anyone who has adhd feel so seen & understood. i dream about writing my struggles w adhd as wonderfully as she did. & the way louis helps harry & is there for her in just the right ways so, so fantastically done. top tier fic for sure.

heartbeat (fire on fire) by @larryficwriter / theifinlife

this fic was written for my @notjustsmutficfest & i adore it. louis being so vulnerable to comfort harry, louis’ family being so supportive, the check ins during the smut, the way harry makes sure louis is okay too??? I’M CRYING PEOPLE (also, there’s great smut, too)

i love this feeling (but i hate this part) by @lululawrence / lululawrence

i love the crack mixed with cute dynamic mixed with dealing with very real life situations. & the teasing at the end????? i cry!!! give this a read asap rocky

i’ll crash until you notice me by @aliensingucci / stylinsoncity

i love the pacing & how it brings in realistic elements of a boss/employee relationship while not taking out you out of the fic. top tier smut & dirty talk. the bar + bathroom scene??? that shit was art. also i love how much harry went to bat for the natives & kept coaxing louis to respect the culture of the buildings & all that. (like it’s the bare minimum really but i do like the fact that the fic went into that aspect & acknowledged it!)

late night talking by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything

this is simply just me continuing to not let lauren forget how much i love this fic. i could talk about this fic for hours & i’ve included this on a masterlist before but idc bc listen. the sneak dating?? the flirting?? the tension building?? there were a few plot points that kept me on my toes (everett, i’m looking at you & how long you managed to stick around for) & i respect that. i have so much more i could say about this fic but i’ll stop here so i don’t spoil anything lol.

my pleasure (to make you mine) by @zanniscaramouche / zanni_scaramouche

i don’t think i’ve let zanni have a moment of peace about this fic since i read it. for that, zanni, i’m sorry. but i’m also really, really not. the way their dynamic right off the bat is so seamless & louis does his best to make harry feel comfortable is what we in the industry like to call cinema. prior to this fic i didn’t really care one way or the other about nipple play in fics & now i don’t understand why it doesn’t occur more in fics?? zanni, you’ve changed me as a woman thx bb

meow or never by velvetnoodle

as a cat lover who has attempted to discreetly bring cats home before & a louis lover, i understand harry’s dilemma. i would also do exactly what he did if given louis’ offer. i will leave it at that & will let you bask in the magic that is this fic.

no bunny but you by @crinkle-eyed-boo / crinkle-eyed-boo

this is another fic i will simply never shut up about. louis is smooth as shit??? like. i WISH a guy would do for me what he did for harry in this. there’s just so much to adore in this from the flirting, the teasing, the relationship developments, the softness, all the little plot twists. 10/10, top tier, no notes

promise not to fade away by @nobodymoves / you_explode

i adore the way this toed the line of angst & fluff so well. it’s so sweet & cute & hot & has an open/ambiguous ending that still gives you a sense of closure imo. as someone who typically is not an open/ambiguous ending fic fan, i absolutely endorse this fic.

stood up by panda_bear21

the pop punk!louis/popstar!harry (or the bad boy!louis/good boy!harry) trope will always give me the will to live. i love this fic bc it’s cute & does sexual tension well & while it does bring up closeting & general hollywood shittiness, it does a good job of making you feel like it’s not the actual focus of the plot & still leaves you with some hope, if that makes sense & i appreciate that v much

three french hems by 100percentsassy & gloria_andrews

idk if it’s because i started reading fan fics on wattpad (i mean, really my journey started w fanfiction.net & the fics that had the actual fic in the youtube description box & the video was a slideshow of pics but i digress) but i have a soft spot for smaus. & they can be....tricky (the wattpad homies know) but this is done so well & i need someone to get louis some perfectly cooked prawns pls!!!! also louis having a thing for harry’s thighs rly makes this baby a winner imo

to be a better man by @thedevilinmybrain / devilinmybrain

i have a weak spot for fics where harry or louis cheat on their significant other w each other. it’s my guilty pleasure. sue me. jen is so good at describing feelings, actions, etc to make you feel like you’re in the fic watching it happen. i adore the changes in larry’s dynamic, how smoothly it all happened, how much louis cared & understood exactly what harry needed, how easily harry gave in &let louis take care of him. i would absolutely read a part 2 of this w harry & louis together

wrapped in light, in life, in love by orphan account

i will never not be obsessed w fics that have the louis is gemma’s best friend & harry’s in love w him trope. that mixed w how easily & instantaneously harry & louis get along even after not seeing each other for years? add a dash of harry having louis’ baby & how obvious they are about their feelings for each other? GIMME

when we were young by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16

ok so this is a series, not a fic B U T i feel like you can read the fics stand alone & you can feel the vibe from each fic, but i think since they both have the ~vibe~ you just feel it all so much more when you read them together. ANYWAY. they’re so obviously smitten w each other & of course everyone else can see it but them. harry is an oblivious shit but we love him (&so does louis).

you took my heart by surprise by @loveislarryislove / livelaughlovelarry

it takes a while for harry & louis to warm up to each other, but once they do, it is just...so, so good. annika’s writing will make you feel like you’re actually experiencing the same emotions as the characters are. louis’ protectiveness & how adamant he is to not let anything get in the way of protecting harry, including himself is so heartbreakingly sweet. i cry. i adore how annika describes the emotionally conflicting emotions & situations while keeping the undertone of how much they care about & want each other. annika does not play when it comes to angst & that is a warning (although this is def not her most angst-filled fic by any means)

your heart can love again by sloganeer

this fic speaks to the famous!louis/fanboy!harry stan in me. a shocker, truly, i know! it’s so cute. i love how their relationships transitions in a way that’s quick but doesn’t feel forced & just makes sense -- the way they get domestic so quickly is simply *chefs kiss*

**friendly reminder to please leave kudos & comments on any of the fics you end up reading from this !! show the writers some love :)**

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swifty-fox · 27 days

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After reading all the sexy clegan asks, I would pay some good money to watch their OF 😵‍💫. I feel like this is a more polite way of saying I want to be the fly on the while while gale gets twisted into a pretzal. Or while John gets bent over the dinner table. Swifty, my dude (slides a case full of money across a table), how do you feel about an AU where two beautiful entrepreneurs take agency of their body's and their sexualities and make some good, honest money... together 😉. (I feel like I'm turning into Barry in Saltburn. I would drink the bathwater. SEND HELP. I need psychiatric care now!)

John Gamer Girl Bathwater lmao.

but!! your mind anon lmao. I got to spend a fun night with a couple aussie SW's a few years ago after a cancelled festival (not in THAT way. had a mutual acquaintance and offered to hang out with them since we all suddenly had no plans) and It was fun picking their brains about their lives. They were both primarily dancers.

John starts an only fans after graduating college with a degree in sports management. It's not that he CAN'T get a job but he's suddenly like 'fuck just because i like sports do i really wanna make this my career???' kinda lounges around a bit until the bills poke him on the shoulder. He's like hmmmmm wow if i go into the service industry i'll kill someone. I'm hot I got abs and a mustache and I'm six three I can probably do this. Starts off with a lotta POV handjobs and general thirst traps. He doe's great, its John Egan so he's just got that natural charisma and his voice is deep and shoulders broad and he's real good at dirty talking so he does custom audios for a price. Gets into the collab world on twitter and kinda shoots up in fame real quick. More of a top, bi asf like all my au's so he's kinda going across the board. He's pretty open about what his job is and the people who have a problem with it he kindly tells to fuck off

Gale starts one to put himself through his masters degree then finds out it kinda just.... makes a lot more money with a much looser schedule LOL.

He takes a long while to get good at it. He's hot as hell and has all the creepy dom top accounts all over him but he's shy and takes him a long time to figure out how to sell his content properly. He can't quite get into the cock hungry bottom bitch slut role that people wanna shove him into and it hurts him a bit. But he does manage to get a decently sized following pretty quick. King of the moaning clips, great fuckin one-on-one vidoes of him riding a toy.

John stumbles across Gale as everyone does: scrolling the porn tag on twitter looking for a lil somethin somethin. Those pretty lips wet and flushed as if they've been thoroughly used and those soulful eyes looking up at the camera as Gale hangs his head off the edge of a bed ready to be a perfect sleeve for his dick.

He wrings one out real fuckin quick, drops him a follow and a DM in that order introducing himself and asking if he's ever done a collab.

of course Gale already follows John. He thinks he's handsome but hes got no interest mixing business and pleasure (lmao just wait pookie). He's also never done a collab, never fucked another person on camera. But. but.

John is handsome.

And he knows the guy is legit and safe, has seen him ALL OVER (certified bicycle John Egan always) and knows he's had good reviews.

Gale's had many DM's asking for collabs. This is the first he accepts.

How can he not when John is in there saying "Hey man great content. Would to love maybe have you fuck me" as casual as can be.

Gale's never thought to FUCK someone on camera. Sure he likes both but like I said people want a certain image from. So that in of itself is appealing.

He agrees wholeheartedly

He puts John on his knees on a mattress and pulls his hair until his eyes water, presses him down with a hand between his shoulderblades for that perfect fuckin arch and and spanks him until John is jumping away from even a brush of his hands and whimpering, camera angled to get the perfect shot of his tear stained cheeks.

"Come on darlin," gale croons in that drawl "The people wanna see you break for them, give it all to me."

He fucks John, ass still stinging so he flinches every time Gale bottoms out but damn does he love it and damn does it make for good content.

John comes out of that session already in love.

and of course collabs usually film a bunch of content. gotta capitalize.

So after some rest and recuperation John does exactly what he's fantasized about and lays Gale over the edge of his bed and fucks his throat. Loud and wet and noisy. Spit and pre-come and tears dripping down Gales face into his hair; onto the floor. John takes a little break to rub it all over his face and tell him he makes such a good pocket pussy. Gale's gunna come just from this if Johns not careful. He doesn't have to worry though because once John goes back down his throat he reaches over and gives Gale a nice handy.

Spins him around and fucks him while he's too sensitive and screaming, half cringing away from it but also grinding back because fuck is does John know how to fuck.

John gripping gales hips in his big hands and telling him "Now you're not running away from me yet sweetheart haven't rode you raw yet"

They fuck a lot more. a LOT more. For the content of course. And then theyre like hey maybe we should move in together as colleagues and friends. Except??? maybe?? they start fucking off camera. And maybe they cuddle on the couch. and hold hands. and kiss and go on dates. And maybe they get married?? As colleagues of course.....or not

#swiftytalks #lore drop alert #buck x bucky #mota #i gotta go to the gym in a bit so send your Q's now!#OF AU #i really wrote this all out at 7 am i aint even had my oatmeal yet #if you wanna ask me about smut i AM going to be nasty

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tipsyleaf · 11 hours

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I feel like Leon’s wife’s father invited him out to go fishing on his boat once or something, and it was honestly awkward most of the time.

They’d just be sitting in silence for a couple minutes, waiting for something to appear in the water. Leon would just start whistling to pass the time, trying to make it less awkward in any way.

It’s not because Leon didn’t like his wife’s father—it’s because that man scared him shitless. He was afraid if he even said one thing wrong or did one thing wrong, that man would come for his throat.

Leon would just catch his fish and do whatever that man told him, always ending in “sir” as soon as he finished talking. His wife would make fun of him for how scared he was of her father, but he couldn’t help it. Even if they had three kids and were happily married, he still didn’t wanna get on the guys bad side.

- Anon! 🎀

Oh his wife would bully tf out of him relentlessly. No holding back either. She's adamant her father loves him but he's not so sure.

Until one instance during a camping trip with the family and the grandparents tagged along. Gramps was adamant on teaching Violet to fish but she'd much rather stay and play with Cecilia back at their camp. (They're still younger here probably 9 and 5?) So Leon and the General end up fishing by themselves. It's incredibly awkward but at least there's some beers in the cooler to nurse while they fish.

After a few beers the General starts loosening up. Not eating breakfast because he spent most of the morning digging up worms for bait while everyone else ate. And now their spending the afternoon fishing. After a while, a few trout caught from the lake Leon starts reeling in something pretty big. It's fighting back pretty hard so he's talking Leon through the reeling as he grabs the net to scoop the fish up so the line doesn't break.

Leon ends up reeling in this massive fish. Enough to feed a few people. The General is smiling, smiling.... And patting him on the back. He puts a hand on Leon's shoulder and through tipsy slurs says:

"Leon, I'm proud to have you as my son."

Leon's in shock for a moment. He's been with his wife for years now and this is the first comment that's remotely anything like a compliment from this man with the exception of being called "not completely useless" countless times.

Not long after they go to shore, docking up and tying the boat up as they're cracking jokes all the way back to camp. But like some switch the second his father-in-law sees you, his daughter, he's back to his ways.

"Wow, look at you two! Lotta fish you got. Who caught the big guy?"

"The boy. He's not completely useless after all."

And we're back... Leon sighs, walking over and giving you a kiss hello as you tell him good job. Your father walks into the RV with the fish for his wife to clean.

"He said he was proud to have me as a son..." Leon immediately whispers to you. You smirk kissing his cheek.

"I told you he liked you. He just needs to be drunk to say it."

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x fem reader #🌿 ivy writes #🌿 ivy replies #leon s kennedy #resident evil x reader #🏡 domestic life with leon kennedy

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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sweet as sugar 💘

part one / part two / part three / part five

pairing: lee bodecker x reader

warnings: 18+ only. a whole lotta fluff and a whole lotta smut. unprotected sex. reader gets a little sick.. i don’t think there’s anything else, but if you feel something should be tagged that i didn’t mention, please let me know!

words: 6.4k

notes: i love them so much 🥺 i hope you guys like this as much as i do. it’s super fluffy but they’re so cute. part five is basically completely lined out, and has been for like a year lol, i just need to fill it in properly now that part three and four are finished. get your fill of fluff now bc part five is a little more angsty.. but it’ll be good i swear 😚 anyway! as always, feedback and comments are more than welcome, i’d love to know what you think. i hope you guys like it and thank you for reading and reblogging 🥰

A little over an hour later, you were surprised by Lee pulling into his own driveway. You turned to him from your seat and raised an eyebrow at him.

“You forget something?” you asked.

“No. I told you I was taking you to dinner, didn’t I?”

“You said you had reservations at a restaurant,” you laughed.

“I do. Table for 2 at The Sheriff’s Abode,” he said with a smirk.

“The Sheriff’s Abode, huh? Never heard of it. How’s the reviews?”

“5 stars. I eat here almost every night,” he replied as he got out of the cruiser and helped you after him.

You laughed again and shook your head at him - following behind as he led you to his front door. You found yourself nervously chewing your lip as he stood there unlocking it. You hadn’t actually been to his place before. Sure, you had planned to go there on multiple occasions, but considering yours was closer to the station than Lee’s house, you just always ended up there instead. As he pushed the door open and ushered you inside, you took your time looking around. It was a big house. A lot bigger than you had imagined it to be. The living room off to the side had an olive green sofa against the back wall and a sitting chair in the same style to the right of it, with a recliner to the left that was angled in the direction of the television that was on a stand against the wall opposite the furniture. And a coffee table, too, with an ashtray and a small candy dish filled with a mix of candies. Your heart warmed at that. You knew how much Lee enjoyed his sweets, but there was more to it, knowing that they helped curb his desire to drink, had helped him kick the habit. Sure some could say it was switching one bad habit for another, but you knew better.

He didn't let his indulgences get the best of him anymore. You remember when you first started working at the station, everytime you walked into his office to give him something, be it messages, or files, or just another cup of coffee, there would be candy wrappers scattered around his desk and his trash can would be full of them by the end of the day. Now, though, he’d had the same dish of hard candies on his desk for the past month and hardly remembered they were there half the time. Instead of trying to drown his problems in a bottle or distracting himself with desserts, he was a lot better about talking about his issues and not letting them eat at him. Now he wasn’t perfect, but he was better. And you assured him you’d always be a shoulder for him to lean on. In general he just seemed like he was happier..and that made you happy, too.

As you continued looking around, you admired how neat and well kept everything was. As you entered the kitchen just beyond the living room, you found it much the same.

Everything had a place and there wasn’t even a dirty dish in the sink. You turned to Lee as you spoke, “Wow. Is it always this neat or did you tidy up just for me?”

“I try to keep the place clean, really there’s not much to clean around here anywhere. When I’m not at the station or on patrol, I’m with you. I get home, eat dinner, get ready for bed, sleep, get up for work, head to the station and do it all again,” he said while he took ingredients out of his fridge and cabinets. “Though I will admit, I did make sure everything looked nice before I left this morning. Gotta make sure I leave you with a good impression of the house, seeing as you’re gonna be around here more often now,”

“Oh, am I?” you quipped.

“Every chance I get to have you here, I’m gonna take,” he stated as he turned to look at you. “You can look around, if you want. Bathroom is upstairs and the dining room is just across from the living room. You can get comfortable,” he told you as he moved to wash his hands in the kitchen sink that you were standing next to, “Won’t be too long before this is done,” he finished.

“I will absolutely look around, but I can do that after. I can help you make dinner,” you offered but Lee simply shook his head.

“No, darlin’. You’ve been in the kitchen long enough since Thursday. You get the day off, I wanna make something for you this time,” he insisted as he gently pushed you out of the kitchen and into the living area again, “I trust you’ll find your way back here, but I’ll come find you when it’s ready if you don’t,” you stopped and almost turned around to ask if there was anything you could do to help, but he spoke again before you got a word out, “Table’s already set so don’t even ask,” he finished with a playful slap to your bottom that caused you to let out a small squeak.

“Lee,” you gasped, smoothing down the skirt of your dress as you turned to him, causing him to chuckle.

“Sorry, sugar. Couldn’t help myself,” he said lustfully as he grabbed your waist and pulled you into him. “I love you being here, in my house. Feels right,” he said as he looked down at you. You responded by leaning up and kissing him softly on the lips.

“Anywhere feels right with you,” you whispered. You felt him squeeze you a little tighter before he let you go and spun you around.

“Go on, darlin’. And you can turn on the tv if you get bored. This won’t take long,” he said again.

“Alright, alright. I’m going. Don’t get mad at me if you catch me snooping through your things. You’ve brought this upon yourself now,” you said as you walked toward the staircase leading to the second level. Lee didn’t say anything, you just heard him laugh in response.

After a few minutes passed and he was sure you were distracted upstairs, Lee went out to his car and grabbed the overnight bag he packed for you, along with the basket of apples you had left on the seat. He thought if you heard him going out, you’d assume he was just getting that anyway and wouldn’t think anything of it. He was relieved to not find you waiting for him when he came back inside and went to set your bag down on the chair next to the sofa before returning to the kitchen where he placed the basket. Before he could really get started on making anything, though, he heard you coming back down the stairs.

You went through each room. There were two spare bedrooms down the hall upstairs, and of course the master bedroom where Lee slept. It was very well kept and smelled just like him. You couldn’t deny that you felt at home, though that didn’t surprise you at all. You sat on his bed and imagined what it would be like to fall asleep there with Lee holding you in his arms. Then your mind wandered to what it would feel like to be there beneath Lee…making you his again and again. You quickly got up and squeezed your thighs together while smoothing the skirt of your dress again. You couldn’t think about that right now. Lee was trying to impress and take care of you, going out of his way to make you a lovely dinner, while welcoming you into his home for the first time and here you were just fantasizing about him laying you down and taking you apart. Shame on you, you chided yourself. You’re acting like a horny teenager, you need to get yourself together. You looked into the mirror attached to his dresser and attempted to collect yourself before walking back downstairs. As you walked down the very last step, Lee came around the corner.

“Hi,” you breathed, looking briefly surprised at his abrupt appearance as you greeted him where he stood directly in front of you. You found yourself gazing into his bright blue eyes and almost immediately lost any semblance of self control you had tried to latch onto just a minute previous.

“Found anything interesting up there?” he asked jokingly.

“Well… that comfy looking bed certainly caught my eye,” you said suggestively as you stared up at him, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him closer so that you were against his chest.

Warm, he was always so warm. You smiled into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you in return and then pulled back to look at him, his gaze boring into your own.

“Did it now?” he smirked.

“Mhm. Looked big enough to roll around in, too..”

“Well that’s a theory I’d love to test out with you, sugar,” he said as he leaned down to catch your lips in his. You stood there a minute just kissing, losing yourselves in one another before you started to pull back and turn to tug him up the stairs with you. He gently grabbed your arms before pulling you back to face him.

“After I make you dinner, pretty girl,” he chuckled, earning him a pout from you in return.

You huffed, “Or you can just make dinner after and… have me right now,”

“Such a needy little thing, ain’t cha,”

“Just for you, Sheriff,’ you simpered as you stared up at him. You could tell you were winning him over, and from the way his pupils dilated when you brushed up even closer against him, your chest firmly against his, you knew he was going to give in.

And Lee would always give in to you. All he ever wanted to do since meeting you was make you happy. Anything you could ask for, he would give you. You already had all of his heart. He was entirely consumed by you. He was desperately in love with you. So, dinner be damned, he thought. He didn’t want to wait any longer, especially with you standing in front of him, looking at him the way you did, willingly giving yourself to him to take as he pleased. And he’d give the same to you in return. Always.

He groaned when your hand brushed the front of his pants, his noticeable bulge growing at your gentle touch and the mere thought of you naked on his bed for him.

“Hell, you know I can’t deny you when you look at me so pretty, babydoll. Go head back up, I’ll be right behind you,” he said before kissing you again, letting himself get a little more rough with you before letting you go as you bit your lip lightly and watched him back away to head back to the kitchen. You felt excited as you turned and headed straight for his bedroom.

Lee worked quickly throwing all the food that needed to be put back in the fridge away before he grabbed your bag off the couch and brought it upstairs with him, dropping it by the bedroom door before he made his way inside. His heart clenched in his chest at the sight he was greeted with when he pushed the door open.

You had stripped and laid yourself down on his bed, clad only in your bra and panties. He unconsciously licked along his bottom lip as he drank you in.

Pushing yourself up on your elbows, you beckoned him closer.

“You gonna join me, Sheriff?” you asked demurely.

He was on you in the blink of an eye, his weight pushing you into the bed as he found your lips, kissing you fervently. The sight of you all laid out for him on his bed was making him near feral. His lips trailed down your neck as you mewled at his touches, his hands sliding down your sides before snaking around your back to unclasp your bra. Once he removed the garment, his attention was all on your full breasts. He took one of your nipples into his hot mouth and suckled on the bud while his hand played with your other, squeezing your breast, kneading it in his large hand before he let go of the breast in his mouth and delivered the same attention to the other. Light gasps and mewls were tumbling from your lips as your hands ran through his short hair.

“Lee,” you moaned when he sucked hard at your pert nipple, teeth grazing your delicate skin. You started pulling at his shirt, urging him to get undressed with you. He took his pullover off, but then went right back to attacking your skin with his lips. It took longer than you would have liked for him to focus on getting the rest of his clothes off, but you couldn’t deny enjoying the way he continued showering you in kisses and love bites in the meanwhile.

Finally, he rid himself of his pants quickly while you worked at unbuttoning his shirt before he took over and removed it completely. You tugged again at his undershirt, wanting it off, too. Soon you were both in only your underwear as your lips returned to his, you pulling him back down on top of you, hands wandering each other's bodies like it was the first time all over again. You’d never get enough of him, you swore it.

You felt his cock against you, hard and hot, and sticky you realized. Looking down, you saw he was leaking precum onto his stomach and yours as the head of his cock was sticking out of his briefs. You grabbed at the briefs and tugged them down, allowing his cock to spring free. You moaned at the sight of him.

“Like what you see, sugar?” he grinned, causing you to giggle in return as you brought your hand down to stroke him gently, all the while nodding in response.

“It’s all yours,” he breathed headily, squeezing his eyes tight at the pressure you were applying while you twisted your hand around his length. He was holding himself above you before he moved to sit on his haunches, the movement not interrupting your own as you sat up with him.

“Lay down, darlin’,” he instructed as he removed your hand from around his cock while you huffed, going to argue, you decided against it when he shot a look your way telling you you’d better just listen. You swallowed hard and laid back down on the bed. His hands trailed from your breasts, down your sides lightly tickling you as they did until he landed on your hips. He traced the laced lined hem of your panties before you lifted your hips to help him get them down as he pulled them off of you completely, humming in pleasure as he spread your legs open to find you wet and ready for him. He couldn’t help himself from getting a taste of you, his favorite sweet. As his lips kissed your wet sex, you moaned out at the delicious feeling. His tongue slipped out past his lips as he took hold of your thighs, pulling you closer to him as he licked through your delicate folds. He was having the time of his life devouring you as you whimpered and whined and writhed around from the pleasure he was giving you, your hands holding him ever closer as you began to move against him. His nose was nudging at your clit while he ate you out like a man starved before he slipped two thick fingers into you, making you gasp out at the unexpected stimulation. While he continued lapping at you, massaging you with his fingers, hitting just the right spot, you were becoming more and more of a mess for him, pleas and moans of his name tumbling from your lips as he brought you closer and closer to your orgasm. The moment his sweet lips wrapped around your sensitive clit, he had you seeing stars as you came on his fingers that continued coaxing you through your orgasm, his mouth still sucking at your bundle of nerves, not leaving you until he was thoroughly satisfied.

“Oh, Lee,” you nearly cried, tugging him back on top of you. He followed your movements and as he leaned over you and brought his lips back to yours. You moaned at the taste of yourself still on his tongue.

“You’re so good, Lee. So good,” you panted out your praise while he continued kissing everywhere he could.

Your thighs were spread wide around him as your hands clutched at his built back and you found yourself getting impatient as you rolled your hips up to signal your want. He hissed at the contact against his heavy cock.

“Fuck, sweetheart. So impatient. Don’t you worry, baby. I’m gonna give you exactly what you need,” he told you, voice thick with lust.

You let your hands trail up and down his back while he kissed down your neck once more. He pulled back, smirking at you while you stared at him, your need clear on your face, eyes begging for him. He grabbed his cock and moved it up and down your dripping pussy, teasing your clit with his tip while you whined more. He tsked at you when your leg twitched and you tried to wiggle your hips to get more friction, moving his hand to hold you still.

“I just told you I’m gonna give you what you need, didn’t I?” he asked, voice even deeper now.

You didn’t answer at first, just staring at him with your mouth slight agape.

“Didn’t I?” he repeated himself, sending a thrill through you as he spoke so authoritatively.

“Yes, Sheriff, you did,” you ekked out.

“Then why do you keep fuckin fidgiting?” he growled as his grip on your hip got tighter. You whimpered before you forced yourself to respond.

“‘M sorry, Sheriff,”

“You gonna be my good girl, now, aren’tcha, darlin’,” he asked, though it wasn’t so much a question as an order and it set you alight.

“Yes, I’ll be good, Lee, I promise,” you breathed out while lightly running your nails down his back. He leaned back down and kissed you, passionately, though you could feel his tenderness running through as he released his hold on your hip and instead ghosted his fingers down your thighs.

“Good girl,” he praised against your lips. You keened at the praise and couldn’t hide your smile as you took in his words.

You watched as he lined himself up at your entrance before he used his free hand to get you to look back up at his face, holding eye contact with you as he slowly pushed himself inside of you. Your mouths both fell open at the feeling before he leaned down and kissed you again, soft and deep, as he pulled back out to the tip, before sliding right back in your snug walls. Your breath hitched as he moved a little faster, his soft belly pressing against your own as he leaned over you, pushing your thighs up while he put his weight against you as he continued to thrust in you. His breath was heavy and each time he moaned, you felt yourself squeeze his cock in response, his noises turning you on even more.

As he held your thighs, your own hands clutched at the sheets beneath you while you moaned out. His every thrust stimulating your clit and g-spot simultaneously. You couldn’t escape the onslaught of pleasure he was giving you and you didn’t want to. You moved your hand down to rub your clit while Lee rocked into you.

“Fuck, sugar, you got me aboutta burst,” he groaned as he hit into you deeper with every stroke as his hips continued grinding against you.

“I’m gonna come, Lee. Oh, you’re gonna make me come,” you cried beneath him.

“Let go, baby. Let me feel you squeeze my cock while you come all over me,” he panted. You didn’t need to hear anything else, the moment he told you to let go, you felt your walls tighten even more around his length as you cried out a “fuck”, your second orgasm of the night hitting you like a freight train, completely taking over you and your senses.

The tightening of your slick walls around him had him losing himself in your pussy. After a few more thrusts, your name, intermingled with curses, was falling from his lips as he came as deep as he could get himself inside of you. He rode out both of your highs before he slowly pulled out of you, groaning at the feeling and the sight of his come leaking from you as you whined at the loss of him filling you. He once again leaned over you, your body clearly spent, as he held your face in his hands, kissing you tenderly yet fervently. He only pulled away when you were both out of breath.

“Don’t move, sweetheart,” he breathed against your cheek as he nuzzled against you for a second before he got up off the bed.

You watched him move to the bathroom as you caught your breath, looking around your eyes landed on the nightstand next to the bed, noticing a frame you hadn’t realized was there earlier. You sat up and reached over to get a better look at it. Your eyes widened at the sight, your hand coming up to cover your mouth before you grabbed it off the stand. In the black frame was a picture that had been taken at the station of you and Lee. You were both laughing as he sat on the side of your desk and you were looking up at him from your chair, admiration clear on your face as his eyes were squinted from the happiness spread across his face as he looked back at you. You had never seen that picture before, you had no idea it even existed. But it was now your favorite picture to ever exist. Lee walked back in the room and saw you looking at the photo.

“Vera took that at the office party the other month. She was gonna put it up in the break room with the others, but I convinced her to let me have it,” he smiled. “I was gonna show you but I knew you’d want to keep it and, you know I’m a selfish bastard, I wanted to have it here, to see you smiling like that every morning I get up and every night before I go to bed,” he continued.

You turned to him with tears in your eyes, laughing lightly.

“You’re not selfish, Lee,” you shook your head at him, admonishing him lightly. “But you are right,” you smiled. “I would’ve taken it for myself, too.”

He climbed back on the bed, taking the frame from your hand and putting it back in it’s place before he gently pushed you to lie back down.

“Thought I told you not to move,” he spoke quietly against your cheek before kissing you gently.

“Sorry,” you hummed as you fought a smile while he moved back between your legs, and you finally took notice of the washcloth he had in his hand.

Gently, he cleaned you up, treating you with such care, you felt like a princess in his bed, your hands playing in his hair as he kneeled in front of you. When he was done, he helped you up and as you got off the bed, he stood behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist as you melted into him, your head reclining against his solid chest as you placed your hands atop his, just enjoying his comfort as he nuzzled into your neck before letting you go. You smiled as you continued into the bathroom, relieving yourself and washing up before you returned to the room.

You weren’t sure what time it was, but the sky was dark from what you could tell from behind the curtains. Though you really didn’t want to, you knew you should probably be getting home soon. Lee had slept over at your place before, but you had never slept at his, or any man’s house, for that matter. And you weren’t prepared to stay the night either. You didn’t have anything with you. It’d be best just to get home and see Lee tomorrow, you thought begrudgingly.

“Why’re you sulking, doll?” Lee asked worriedly.

“‘M not,” you said as he pulled you back on the bed with him, wrapping his arms around you.

“‘S not what your face is sayin,” he prodded. “What’s wrong?”

“Well, it’s getting late, isn’t it. I should probably be leavin soon,” you muttered.

“You wanna leave?” he asked, sounding hurt.

“I didn’t say that,” you responded swiftly. “And I don’t… just seems like the next logical step would be for me to go home.”

“I think the next logical step would be to get your pajamas on while I order us a pizza before we get ready for bed,” he argued.

You smiled at the thought, “That’d be nice, wouldn’t it,” you laughed. “Too bad I don’t have any sleepwear,” you said as if it was obvious.

“Don’t you?” he asked before he got up and walked to his door, grabbing your bag off the floor. You stared perplexed as he brought the bag to you and opened it up, pulling out your pajamas and handing them to you as you stared stupidly at the clothes.

“When did-?” you began to question before he answered you, knowing what you were going to say.

“When you were getting ready this morning. I told you I had this day all planned out,” he smiled.

“You planned out getting me naked in your bed, Sheriff?” you asked, pretending to be scandalized.

He laughed at you as he went in to kiss you sweetly, “I love you,” he smiled against your lips as he spoke without really thinking. You froze as he pulled away, clearly he hadn’t realized what he had said.

“What’d you say?” you rasped, grabbing his hand before he pulled away completely, eyes searching his looking for some sort of recognition in them.

He looked at you a moment, before he realized what he said, looking down at your hand in his, squeezing it before he looked back up at you.

“I was gonna wait for a better moment to tell you that,” he breathed.

“Say it again,” you whispered.

He looked you in the eyes, gazing adoringly at you as you were both still at your most vulnerable.

“I love you,” he said as he leaned in to kiss you again. Your hands went to his face, pulling him to you as you kissed him, pouring every once of love you had for him into it.

“I love you,” you breathed against his lips, voice nearly breaking as you teared up again..the third time that day, you realized. Normally, you weren’t so emotional, but lately you kinda felt like you were all over the place. You didn’t overthink it, though. This was an emotional moment, you were allowed to cry. You pulled him closer, wrapping your arms around him as he did the same, discarding the bag of your things back on the floor, your pajamas following suit as you rolled on the sheets with him, giggling now.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to say that to you,” he said.

“I think I have some idea,” you smiled before nuzzling into his chest as he held you close.

“Would you mind staying the night with me, darlin’? I meant what I said earlier. I want to see you every morning when I wake up and every night before I go to sleep.”

“I’d like nothing more,” you nodded as you moved up to kiss his cheek, moving your leg to lay across his torso as you leaned up further to take his lips in yours again. “I love you so much, Lee,” you sighed as you rested your head against his. His hand gripped your thigh that was laying on him as he kissed your temple. “I love you more,” he swore quietly.

Your stomach growled suddenly, causing you both to laugh. “You said something about ordering a pizza,” you smiled sheepishly.

A little while later found you eating a slice of pizza, cozy in your warm pajamas while Lee got changed upstairs. You and Lee couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves when you were waiting for the food to be delivered and that resulted in you having another round of sex, this one even sweeter and gentler than before. When you were both beyond satisfied, you decided to just get in the shower together, the both of you sweaty from the day's activities anyway. After drying off, you found your pjs and got dressed. When the knock came downstairs, you were a little preoccupied with Lee’s cock down your throat. You had no explanation as to why, but you had just been so needy and horny lately, you couldn’t help yourself. Luckily, you had put your pajamas on before you had dropped to your knees before Lee as you interrupted him getting his own on. He handed you the money from his wallet that you’d need to pay the delivery man and you made your way downstairs to get the food after you wiped your face clean.

Lee finally joined you and after you both finished eating, you made your way back upstairs. Lee had a toothbrush for you and your heart leaped at the thought he had put into tonight, making sure you’d have everything you’d need and that you were comfortable.

When you were both ready for bed, you nestled up to him under the covers while he wrapped his arms around you protectively.

“This is nice,” you commented in the comfortable quiet.

“This is perfect,” he murmured in return, squeezing you a little tighter. “God, I love you, angel,” he spoke, his exhaustion evident in his voice.

“I love you more,” you swore, your voice thick with sleep as well. You felt him kiss your forehead lovingly, his hands rubbing your back soothingly before you finally fell asleep in his warm embrace.

The turning of your stomach woke you up, and you crawled out of bed, careful not to wake Lee up as you did. You rushed to the bathroom as soon as your feet touched the cold ground, shutting the door quietly before you threw the lid of the toilet up. After your stomach was empty and you were sure you were done being sick, wiping your forehead and trying to calm your heaving throat you flushed and went to the sink, washing your hands before throwing some water on your face. It must have been the pizza, you told yourself. You knew you had a slice too many, but you didn’t think it would have made you so sick. The morning light was shining through the small bathroom window so you rinsed your mouth with water and you brushed your teeth before walking back into the room.

Lee was still sleeping peacefully and you didn’t want to worry him over nothing, so you crawled back under the blankets and nuzzled against him once again. It was Sunday morning and it couldn’t have been past 7am. You didn’t want to wake him up, but as you laid there, you were starting to get a little ancy. Still doing your best not to disturb him, you slipped out again and made your way downstairs. You figured you could make him some coffee, and see if he had anything you could make for breakfast. You couldn’t imagine the last time he probably had breakfast in bed, and you smiled to yourself at the idea of how sweet it would be to do for him.

As you brewed the coffee and scrambled some eggs, you heard creaking coming down the steps. You spun around as Lee entered the kitchen, a smile gracing your face as you held the whisk in your hand still.

“There you are darlin’. I missed waking up to that pretty face of yours,” he cooed as he walked up to you, trapping you against the counter as his hands wrapped around your waist, his lips softly brushing yours as your eyes shut in bliss.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” he kissed you again.

“Good morning,” you breathed, “I made coffee,” you mumbled against his lips before you kissed him again, deeper this time.

“Mm,” he hummed against your lips as he pulled back and stood to his full height.

“I was gonna give you breakfast in bed,” you pouted slightly.

“I was hoping you would too,” he winked. Your mouth fell open, as you swatted his shoulder and he chuckled at your reaction.

“I’m serious,” you added.

“I’m serious, too, sugar,” he argued. “But this is good, too, dontcha think?

Let me make breakfast with you,” he simpered as he took the whisk and bowl from you, taking over.

“The mugs are in that cabinet, there,” he nodded toward the cabinet behind you. You got two out and poured you each a cup of coffee, though the smell had your stomach turning again and you took a deep breath, swallowing down the lump in your throat, willing your stomach to settle. You kept the mug, but didn’t drink any, not wanting to really make yourself sick. You prepared Lee’s cup all the same while he started on pancakes.

You could feel yourself smiling like a fool as you watched him work on the food, eventually walking up behind him and wrapping your arms around him, hugging him while you pressed your cheek to his back, squeezing him tight. He put down the spatula he was holding and took your hands on his stomach in his, turning around to look down at you with a smile of his own.

“You really are the prettiest little thing I’ve ever seen,” he admired you.

“You’re not too bad yourself, handsome,” you smiled back, pushing against him.

“Ah, don't get me started, sugar,” he groaned. “You’re gonna make me burn the pancakes,” he accused.

You laughed at him, pulling away gently before you leaned back against the counter behind you.

“Plus I don’t wanna wear you out so early. I plan on making the most of our day off today, darlin’,” he told you as he took the pancakes off the griddle and piled them onto a plate.

“Oh yeah? What’ve you got planned for us?”

He turned to you and looked you up and down, eyes darker already as he got closer. “We’ll start with breakfast,” he began smoothly, wrapping his strong arms around your waist. “Then I’m gonna take you back up to bed,” he continued, leaning down and placing a kiss to your cheek, “and see how many times I can make you come before you’re beggin’ me to stop,” he purred in your ear while you melted into him weakly as he spoke.

“Then we’ll have lunch. And I’ll make love to you all over again before I finally get to make you dinner,” he said as he tilted your face up to look at him. “And after that,” he said, kissing you softly again, “I’ll take you back upstairs for dessert,” he smirked.

“Sounds like we have a full day ahead of us,” you breathed, feeling yourself get hot as you leaned further into him. He nodded in agreement as he licked his lip.

“And seeing as you’re gonna be naked all day, you’ll still have a perfectly good outfit for work tomorrow. That is if you wanna stay again,” he proposed.

“Yeah?” you asked coyly as you pulled back from him before he grabbed your hands in his.

“Mhm,” he nodded, pulling you back against him.

“Well..in that case,” you simpered, “I guess I’ll stay,” you pretended to acquiesce before you hugged him warmly, smiling into his chest when he kissed the top of your head.

The smell of the bacon Lee had put on was taking over your senses and you suddenly found yourself feeling a lot hungrier than you thought you were, especially after your little bit of sickness earlier. Lee served you a plate and made one of his own as you enjoyed each other’s company, eating and talking about whatever crossed your minds.

As Lee took your empty plate and put it in the sink to join his, he turned to look at you. His eyes were shining with happiness as he just stared for a moment.

“I’m really happy you’re here,” he told you sincerely.

“I’m really happy I’m here, too,” you smiled back.

“I think I could get used to this. I’d like to see you here all the time,” he continued.

“Well, you might just have to,” you pondered. “I’m getting pretty comfortable around here already.”

“That’s not a problem for me,” he assured you. “I’d keep you with me forever if I could.”

“Careful there Sheriff or you’re gonna find yourself stuck with me,” you warned him as you leaned up on your tip toes to kiss him sweetly.

“That’s the plan, darlin’,” he said against your lips as he went in for a deeper kiss. “Let’s get you back in bed, huh,” he suggested with a devilish look in his clear blue eyes.

“Sounds good to me, honey,” you agreed, voice dripping with desire as you eyed him wantingly.

Without another word, Lee was pulling you up the stairs with him as he led the way back to his bedroom where you were sure to spend the better part of your day lavashing your love on one another. You could spend the rest of your life with him and you didn’t think you’d ever get over how lucky or in love you were. You laughed as Lee pushed you down on the bed and crawled on top of you, attacking you with kisses as his hands pulled at your clothes. Yesterday was amazing, but you were sure today and every day after would only be better with Lee at your side.

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crybaby-bkg · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022 Full Fic

Date posted: October 7, 2022

Quirofilia/Boku no Hero Academia/Bakugo Katsuki

Word Count: 5.5K

Tags: hand kink, no quirk universe, Bakugou plays a lotta instruments, finger sucking, he picks reader up twice, public sex, missionary, pining, f!masturbation

Synopsis: Wanting to try out piano lessons later on in life was a little embarrassing, but it’s a good thing your teacher is great at what he does. The only downside about it is that his hands are so goddamn majestic, you can’t focus on a thing he teaches you.

Minors/blank/ageless blogs DNI.

It’s been months now since you’ve started your lessons, and your feelings for Bakugou have gotten worse. Its like he knows you’re into him, because he only praises you more, sits on the bench beside you more, flexes his hands in front of your face on the days where you’re too caught up in looking at them instead of paying attention.

Everything comes to a head one day though, when you’re entirely too horny and he’s at his wits end of you just ogling him the entire practice. Bakugou huffs from where he sits in his rolling chair, garnering your attention from where he beats lightly on a singular drum, frowning at you when you shoot guilty eyes up at him.

“You’re not subtle, you know?” Bakugou shoots at you, eyes narrowed as your mouth gapes open and closed a few times. “You stare at my hands the entire practice, and not in the normal way. In the ‘I want you to shove your fingers down my throat’ kinda way, and I just want to know if I let you infringe on your little creep kink, that you’ll start practicing more and getting better again.”

Okay. Wow. You definitely needed a moment to process everything he’s just confronted you with. You stare at him with wide eyes, unblinking, mouth opening and closing a few times as Bakugou only cocks an eyebrow at you.

“You knew?” Is all you can spit out, to which Bakugou scoffs and rolls his eyes, placing his drum and sticks down on the floor beside him. He sits up in his seat, never taking his eyes off of you as he sizes you up and down once.

“I always know when someone is eye fucking me.”

Read the rest on Ao3 here!

My Kinktober 2022 Masterlist here!

#crybaby.bkg.kinktober #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬

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bookgeekgrrl · 10 days

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RULES: put 5 songs you actually listen to, then tag 10 people.

@inashoe thank you for tagging me, because I love these things!

OK I put my faves playlist on shuffle and took the first 5 (+1)

"Head Like A Hole" by Nine Inch Nails

"Whole Lotta Love" by Ike & Tina Turner

"Athena" by The Who

"Dragula" by Too Many Zooz

"You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison" by My Chemical Romance

"Do You Wanna Hold Me?" by Bow Wow Wow

social anxiety (mine and maybe yours!) means I don't tag directly, but if you wanna do this, then consider yourself tagged! I really wanna see everyone's responses. YES I MEAN YOU!

#music #bookgeekgrrl's soundtracks #i do love shouting facts about myself into the void #the dangers of putting on the faves playlist is that every song is a banger #and you never wanna stop

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an-ecu-harrypotter-au · 2 months

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TPS Part 1: Toby's Letter

Ah'm a slow, 11 year old, southern boy wit a strong accent. Mah momma died when Ah was 5 so mah Pop's been raisin me by 'emself ever since. It ain't always been easy cause fer some reason Ah ain't like other boys. Sometimes shoes make mah feet hurt, a buncha people talkin makes me wanna run an hide, an if thangs jus don't go mah way Ah jus wanna cry. But today Ah'm doin well. Mah clothes feel good an nothin's too loud fer me. Even when Ah'm eatin breakfast, Ah'm feelin good. Ah see Pop comin in the kitchen with a letter.

"Son ya got a fancy letter today."

"Oh, gosh! Who'd be writin' a real fancy letter ta me? Ain't like Ah'm special. Did it say where it's from?"

"It done got sent from a fancy British wizard school, Hogwarts. Yer gonna be learnin magic."

Ah get real confused by it. We ain't in British. We're in Florida. Ah'm startin ta think this ain't real cause we don't even get mail till later in the day.

"How'd it get here?"

"Burrowin owl dropped it off by mah window."

Ah squint at Pop. Ah ain't ever seen an owl jus hang out by Pop's window let lone send 'em mail.

"Oh, yer jokin' wit me, Pop. Ain't no fancy school out there that teaches magic. Ah wanna hear ya read it ta me."

"Dear Mr. Kwimper, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress."

"Well doggone tha's a real letter. Does this Hogwarts school got a place ta stay? Ah ain't gonna be able ta sleep on no wood floors."

Ah start shakin mah head cause Ah slept on wood floors before. Mah head done hurt an Ah ain't stopped cryin till Pop picked me up an put me on his lap. He done tol me Ah's sleepwalkin so he made sure ta wrap me in a special blanket so Ah won't do that no more.

"They's got a dorm for all 'em kids. You's gotta take a special train jus fer gettin ta Hogwarts."

Ah start ta rock in mah chair cause Ah'm gettin excited.

"Wow! Do Ah gotta wear a fancy schmancy uniform, too?"

"We's gotta read the list Ms. Gonagall gave us so's we find everythin ya need son. Ah'm fixin ta make sure ya got robes that don't make ya meltdown."

Pop says meltdown an Ah 'member when he bought me clothes fer mah first day a school last year. Everythang done made mah skin itch an Pop had ta pay money fer grandmomma ta make me special clothes that don't make me cry. Her an granddaddy live in a nursin home in Orlando so we went on a big road trip ta get it. Ah ain't ever met momma's parents but Ah know the special blanket Pop wraps me in came from 'em.

"Here's the list. Gotta read it good son."

Ah start readin it an it's a real long list mah eyes start glazin over so's Ah start readin it out loud cause Ah 'member things better doin it like that.

"First-year students'll require: Three sets a plain black robes, a plain pointed black hat fer day wear, a pair a protective dragon hide gloves, an a black winter cloak wit silver fastin's. Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags."

Ah blink a couple times an look at Pop.

"Ah really gotta wear all this Pop? Ah don't wanna wear clothes that got itchy name tags cause then Ah'm gonna be cryin cause it's gonna make mah skin itch."

"Ah ain't gonna make the name tags itch, Toby. Ya ain't gotta wear it all at once. We's jus gotta make sure ya got 'em so yer ready. Don't wanna have ya goin ta a wizardin school nekked. Now keep on readin yer list."

Ah nod mah head a couple times an try findin mah spot again.

"All students should have a copy a each a the following: The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1), A History a Magic, Magical Theory, A Beginner's Guide ta Transfiguration, One Thousand Magical Herbs an Fungi, Magical Drafts an Potions, an The Dark Forces: A Guide ta Self-Protection. Tha's a lotta books Pop. Ah dunno if Ah'm gonna be able ta read 'em all."

"We ain't gonna know what ya need 'em fer till ya get yer schedule. Jus keep goin son."

Ah start rubbin the letter again so Ah don't lose mah place.

"1 wand, 1 pewter standard size 2 cauldron, 1 set a glass or crystal vials, 1 telescope an a 1 set a brass scales. Pop wha's a vial?"

He taps his head ta think. Vial sounds like a fancy word fer somethin.

"Somethin like a bottle son. Gotta be a fancy bottle cause ya ain't gonna be jus workin wit water."

"Ah guess ya make sense Pop."

Mah finger traces over the final lines a the letter.

"Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK."

Pop pats mah head an he's smilin which Ah think's a good thang. Ah think Ah also said the last part a the letter too loudly.

"So how's we gonna be payin fer this Pop. A lotta stuff we gotta get if Ah'm goin ta the wizardin school."

"Doncha worry son. Wizardin money ain't the same as our money. We's gonna do good."

"Wow. Ah ain't never even thought bout gettin a new pair a socks before. Pop, Ah gotta get there. How'm Ah gonna get there? Ah don't have no owl."

Ah start rubbin mah hands which Ah always start doin when Ah'm gettin nervous bout somethin.

"We's gotta move ta the UK when ya done wit your schoolin this year Toby."

"We's movin'?"

"We's got Kwimper kin in Ireland. Gonna be boardin with em."

Mah hands keep rubbin faster. Ireland's jus so far ways from Florida Ah'm kinda gettin scared.

"Ah don't wanna live in Ireland, Pop. There ain't any sweet tea there. Wha bout grandmomma an granddaddy? Ain't they gonna be sad that we're leavin?"

"Sure but they's got plenty a ponds full a frogs an toads fer ya son. They ain't gonna be sad Toby. Once they see yer letter they're gonna want ya ta go. Grandpa always said ya need ta go ta a special school meant ta help ya."

Ah start gettin excited. Pop thinks it's funny when Ah go from bein all scared ta bein happy. Maybe he knows it's cause everythang goes from bein scary ta bein fun so long's ya talk bout it right.

"They's got froggies an toadies there?"

"Mhm. Gotta have a pet ta bring so's ya can find a toad or frog there."

"Yipppeee! Okay, Ah'll find the smallest, quietest, cutiest lil froggie that there ever was an Ah'm gonna love it, an hug it, an give it a name! Ah'm gonna take it ta school!"

Ah'm wigglin in mah chair now. Wizardin school's soundin way more fun than regular schoolin.

"We's gonna have a lotta fun learnin bout the wizardin world. Lotta adventures ta have."

"Ah guess Ah got a whole school year fer learnin' magic an catchin' toadies! Boy howdy!"

Pop pats mah head an Ah start tryna ta calm down. Pattin mah head seems ta help when Ah get all excited. Thinkin bout froggies an toadies jus make me wanna wiggle.

"Now finish eatin so's we can get ya to school."

"Oh! Ok Pop."

Ah finish mah breakfast an hurry ta put on mah shoes an start ta follow Pop ta the car.

"Ah better remember the whole list! Ah ain't gonna be one a 'em kids who ain't ready fer school cause they ain't read the list."

"Got plenty a time ta learn the whole list son."

After we leave the house an head down the road tagether Ah start talkin again. Ah jus gotta get it all outta mah mouth cause now Ah'm too excited.

"Ya said there'd be a special train to Hogwarts, Pop. Wha's that mean?"

"Means only Hogwarts kids get ta ride on it."

"Well, how'd they know who the Hogwarts kids are, Pop?"

"You's gonna be gettin a special ticket tellin ya where ta go. Only Hogwarts students an kin can go ta that part of the station."

Ah ain't been on a train before. Ah only seen 'em go on by when Pop'd take me shoppin in the main town. Ah ain't even known what a train ticket'd look like.

"Ah get a ticket? Can Ah see it, Pop?"

He chuckles which probably means Ah done got somethin wrong.

"Ah ain't got it yet. We's gonna get the ticket durin the summer."

"Aww... But you'll gimme the ticket right when we get it?"

"Course Ah'm gonna give it ta ya. Ya only got yer letter cause ya turned 11 last week."

This is so much ta think bout. Ah can't even wait ta get ta Hogwarts.

"Ah can't wait fer mah own magic ta happen! Pop, have ya ever used magic?"

He looks down an Ah wonder if Ah done said the wrong thing.

"No Ah don't son."

"But ya know 'bout it. Why don't ya do magic?"

He keeps pattin mah head.

"Ah ain't been born wit it son. It happens."

"Oh, Ah get it."

Mah mind starts ta wander. How's it that Ah been doin magic an no one done tol me bout it.

"When mah own magic starts to happen, do Ah jus say a magic word or somethin an it happens?"

"Been makin magic happen past couple a days. Tha's why you's gotta be kept calm so's ya don't get meltdowns."

Ah gotta be quiet cause everythang Pop done tol me's gotta be thought through. Ah musta got mah magic last week cause Ah sure don't 'member doin tricks.

"Pop? Will they make it so's Ah won't have meltdowns no more?"

"Might get better when you's grown. That's why Ah've been tellin ya ta use yer times tables."

Ah blink a little an feel kinda sad. Ah thought magic'd be able ta do anythin but Ah guess it ain't like that.

"Oh. So Ah can go ta Hogwarts an learn magic even if Ah'm slow?"

"Tha's right."

Pop an Ah make it ta school. Ah'm feelin better now that we's had our talk.

"Now you's have a good day son. Ah'll pick ya up later."

"Ok Pop. Ah'll be good."

"Tha's mah boy. Jus get through these final months then we's gonna be movin ta the wizardin world. Don't go tellin yer friends though cause they'll jus get jealous."

Ah jus can't stop smilin. Ah hope mah teacher don't get mad cause Ah'm too busy thinkin bout bein a real wizard.

"Bye Pop!"

Ah head out the car an inta the schoolyard ta find mah friends. As much as Ah'll miss 'em Ah jus can't wait ta move ta the wizardin world.

AN: Shout out to @arrolyn1114 for helping me proofread.

Tagging my followers: @nemos-rapture, @xanatenshi, @briefpandatimemachine, @alienelvisobsession and @hooked-on-elvis.

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Hello fictionkinfession readers, um. Crona Gorgon here... Wow, this is weird...

Um. I need to get some stuff off my chest, erh, out of my system, so to speak. Heheh... (Okay, that was a bad pun.)

Anyways... I'm. I'm really hoping 2024 will be kind to Maka. She's like my best friend- My sister even! And she's just. She's just had it so tough for so long. She remembers so, so many things... So many false memories that she doesn't want to have anymore. It's so. Hard...

Our dads always say it'll get better one day, but. I think I speak for a lotta people when I say that waiting for that day can be hard. It can hurt to sit back idly and wait for the healing to fully begin.

But the most I can do is be there for Maka until that day comes. I love her a lot... She's the best friend I could ever ask for, and. And I'm gonna do anything I can to make it better. So that one day we can feel better together...

So, um. Here's to 2024, Maka! I'm really rooting for you... And you'll always have me by your side, even when things get real tough and scary... Our dads too. We all love you, like a lot.

Your Sibling,

Crona (PS: Please tag as fictive, thank you MPC! I hope your 2024 is good too!)

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Toby Kwimper and The Letter

Ah'm a slow, 11 year old, southern boy with a strong accent. Mah momma died when Ah was 5 so mah Pop's been raisin me by himself ever since. It ain't always been easy cause fer some reason Ah ain't like other boys. Sometimes shoes make mah feet hurt, a buncha people talkin makes me wanna run an hide, and if things jus don't go mah way Ah jus wanna cry. But today Ah'm doin well. Mah clothes feel good an nothin's too loud fer me. Even when Ah'm eatin breakfast, Ah'm feelin good. Ah see Pop comin in the kitchen with a letter.

"Son ya got a fancy letter today."

"Oh, gosh! Who'd be writin' a letter so fancy to me? Pop, did it done say where's from?"

"It done got sent from a fancy British wizard school, Hogwarts. You're gonna be learnin magic."

"Oh, you're jokin' ta me, Pop. Ain't no fancy school in England teaches magic. Ah wanna hear ya to read it to me."

Pop chuckles an Ah done know he's jokin ta me.

"Well doggone tha's a real letter. Pop, Ah have a question. Does Hogwarts school got a place ta stay? Ah ain't gonna be able ta sleep on no wood floors."

Ah start shakin mah head cause Ah slept on wood floors before. Mah head done hurt an Ah ain't stopped cryin till Pop picked me an put me on his lap. He done tol me Ah's sleepwalkin so he made sure ta wrap me in a special blanket so Ah won't do that no more.

"They's got a dorm for all 'em kids. You's gotta take a special train jus fer gettin ta Hogwarts."

Ah start ta rock in mah chair cause Ah'm gettin excited.

"Wow! Do Ah gotta wear a fancy schmancy uniform, too?"

"We's gotta read the list Ms. McGonagall gave us so's we find everythin you need son. Ah'm fixin ta make sure you's got robes that don't make ya meltdown."

Pop says meltdown an Ah 'member when he bought me clothes fer mah first day a school last year. Everythang done made mah skin itch an Pop had ta pay money fer grandma ta make me special clothes that don't make me cry.

"Okay, okay, where's this list, Pop?"

He hands me the list and Ah start rubbin the paper. Fer some reason rubbin the paper whiles Ah read makes it easier fer me ta understand it.

"Gotta read it good son."

Ah start readin it an it's a real long list mah eyes start glazin over so's Ah start readin it out loud cause Ah sometimes 'member things better.

"First-year students will require: Three sets a plain black robes, a plain pointed black hat for day wear, a pair of protective dragon hide gloves, an a black winter cloak with silver fastenings. Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags."

Ah blink a couple times an look at Pop.

"Ah really gotta wear all this Pop? Ah don't wanna wear clothes that got itchy name tags cause then Ah'm gonna be cryin cause it's gonna make mah skin itch."

"Ah ain't gonna make the name tags itch, Toby Ya ain't gotta wear it all at once. We's jus gotta make sure ya got 'em so yer ready. Don't wanna have ya goin ta a wizardin school nekked. Now keep on readin yer list."

Ah nod mah head a couple times and try findin mah spot again.

"All students should have a copy of each of the following: The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1), A History of Magic, Magical Theory, A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, Magical Drafts and Potions, and The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection. Tha's a lotta books Pop. Ah dunno if Ah'm gonna be able ta read 'em all."

"We ain't gonna know what ya need 'em fer till ya get yer schedule. Jus keep goin son."

Ah start rubbin the letter again so Ah don't lose mah place.

"1 wand, 1 pewter standard size 2 cauldron, 1 set a glass or crystal vials, 1 telescope and a 1 set a brass scales. Pop wha's a vial?"

He taps his head ta think. Vial sounds like a fancy word fer somethin.

"Somethin like a bottle son. Gotta be a fancy bottle cause ya ain't gonna be jus workin wit water."

"Ah guess ya make sense Pop."

Mah finger traces over the final lines of the letter.

"Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK."

Pop pats mah head an he's smilin which Ah think's a good thang Ah think Ah also done said the last part a the letter too loudly.

"Ya read it good, Toby."

"So how's we gonna be payin fer this Pop. A lotta stuff we gotta get if Ah'm goin ta the wizardin school."

"Doncha worry son. Wizardin money ain't the same as our money. We's gonna do good."

"Wow. Ah ain't never even thought bout gettin a new pair a socks before. Pop, Ah gotta get there. How am Ah gonna get there? Ah don't have no owl."

Ah start rubbin mah hands which Ah always start doin when Ah'm gettin nervous bout somethin.

"We's gotta move ta the UK when you's done with your schoolin this year Toby."

"We's movin'?"

"We's got Kwimper kin in Ireland. Gonna be boardin with em."

Mah hands keep rubbin faster. Ireland's jus so far ways from Florida Ah'm kinda gettin scared.

"Ah don't wanna live in Ireland, Pop. There ain't any sweet tea there."

"Sure but they's got plentya ponds full of frogs an toads fer ya son."

Ah start gettin excited. Pop thinks it's funny when Ah go from bein all scared to bein happy. Maybe he knows it's cause everythang goes from bein scary ta bein fun so long's ya talk bout it right.

"They's got froggies and toadies there?"

"Mhm. You's gotta have a pet ta bring so's you can find a toad or frog there."

"Yipppeee! Okay, Ah'll find the smallest, quietest, cutiest little froggie that there ever was an Ah'm gonna love it, and hug it, an give it a name! Ah'm gonna take it ta school!"

Ah'm wigglin in mah chair now. This wizardin school's way more fun than mah regular schoolin.

"Tha's right, Toby. We's gonna have a lotta fun learnin bout the wizardin world. Lotta adventures ta have."

"Ah guessAh got a whole school year fer learnin' magic and catchin' toadies! Boy howdy!"

Pop pats mah head an Ah start tryna ta calm down. Pattin mah head seems ta help when Ah get all excited. Thinkin bout froggies and toadies jus make me wanna wiggle.

"Now finish eatin so's we can get ya to school."

"Oh! Ok Pop."

Ah finish mah breakfast and hurry ta put on mah shoes and start ta follow Pop outta the front door inta the car.

"Ah better remember the whole list! Ah ain't gonna be one a 'em kids who ain't ready fer school cause they ain't read the list."

"Got plentya time ta learn the whole list son."

After we leave the house and head down the road together Ah start talkin again. Ah jus gotta get it all outta mah mouth cause now Ah'm too excited.

"Ya said there'd be a special train to Hogwarts, Pop. Wha's that mean?"

"Means only Hogwarts kids get ta ride on it."

"Well, how'd they know who the Hogwarts kids is, Pop?"

"You's gonna be gettin a special ticket tellin ya where ta go. Only Hogwarts students and kin can go ta that part of the station."

Ah ain't been on a train before. Ah only seen 'em go on by when Pop'd take me shoppin in the main town. Ah ain't even known what a train ticket'd look like.

"Ah get a ticket? Can Ah see it, Pop?"

He chuckles which probably means Ah done got somethang wrong.

"Ah ain't got it yet. We's gonna get the ticket durin the summer."

"Aww... But you'll gimme the ticket right 'way when we get it?"

"Course Ah'm gonna give it ta ya. You's only got ya letter cause ya turned 11 last week."

This is so much to think bout. Ah can't even wait ta get ta Hogwarts.

"Ah can't wait for mah own magic ta happen! Pop, have ya ever used magic? Do ya do spells or somethin?"

He looks down an Ah wonder if Ah done said the wrong thing.

"No Ah don't son."

"But ya know 'bout it. Why don't ya do magic?"

He keeps patting mah head.

"Ah ain't been born with it son. It happens."

"Oh, Ah get it. But Ah could?"

"Tha's right."

Mah mind starts ta wander. How's it that Ah been doin magic an no one done tol me bout it.

"When mah own magic starts to happen, do Ah just say a magic word or somethin and it happens?"

"Been makin magic happen past coupla days. 'member when you's had a meltdown and our lights was flickerin?"

Ah try ta 'member but Ah jus can't cause when the tornado sirens done went off an Ah melted, Ah really weren't payin no attention ta the lights.

"Ah done all that?"

Pop nods an Ah wonder what this all means now.

"Tha's why you's gotta be kept calm so's ya don't get meltdowns."

"Oh, mah goodness Ah've actually been usin' mah own magic?!"

"You's ain't able to control it yet."

Ah gotta be quiet cause everythang Pop done tol me's gotta be thought through. Ah musta got mah magic last week cause Ah sure don't 'member doin tricks.

"Pop? Will they make it so's Ah won't have meltdowns no more?"

"You's like that cause you's was born different. Magic ain't able ta fix that."

"Ah'm gonna have these meltdown thingies the rest of mah life?"

"Might get better when you's grown. That's why Ah've been tellin ya ta use yer times tables."

Ah blink a little and feel kinda sad. Ah thought magic do anythang but Ah guess it ain't able ta.

"But when Ah grow up, will people still think Ah'm slow?"

"Maybe they will maybe they won't. You's only 11 so's ya gotta learn how ta live wit who ya are."

"Oh. So Ah can go ta Hogwarts an learn magic even if Ah'm slow?"

"Tha's right."

Pop an Ah make it ta school. Ah'm feelin better now that we's had our talk.

"Now you's have a good day son. Ah'll pick ya up later."

"Ok Pop. Ah'll be good."

"Tha's mah boy. Jus get through these final months then we's gonna be movin ta the wizardin world."

Ah jus can't stop smilin. Ah hope mah teacher don't get mad cause Ah'm too busy thinkin bout bein a real wizard.

"Bye Pop!"

Ah head out the car and into the schoolyard ta find mah friends. As much as Ah'll miss 'em Ah jus can't wait ta move ta the wizardin world.

Tagging based on who expressed interest so far: @arrolyn1114, @vintagepresley, and @aliengoth3. I'll add names when people leave a note.

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