#BABY COME HOOOME

[luvlyycy]

this was supposed to be short but i got carried away my apologies.. alsooooooo <3 @seneon I REMEMBERED TO TAG YEWWW . girly girl x dirtbag dabi (real.) [also no smut in this but its suggestive]

you don't know how you got into this fuckass college with these fuckass people— there's the honor students and then there's the people your friends tell you to stay away from. one of those people is dabi.

you have to stay away from dabi. you know there's rumors about him selling drugs, not that you believe them— but he has a terrible rep. not from girls but from guys— girls fucking love him.

"hi dabi!" you exclaim as you enter his dorm room, skipping over to his bed, the skirt of your dress bouncing as you do so. dabi's on his phone, laying on his back, "hi, princess." he yawns, "whatcha up to?" he asks.

"nothin', is tomu here?" you ask as you sit next to him, kicking off your shoes with ease before laying beside him. you admit, following rules wasn't your strong suit, so staying away from his kind of crowd was incredibly hard. plus, they all treated you like a princess— what girl wouldn't like that?

he puts his arm around you, clicking the power button on the side of his phone to put it to sleep, "he's out buying food with keigo. jus' you and me." he smiles lopsidedly as he looks at your breasts- face, he looks at your face.

"you look pretty today." he hums, as his hand runs down on your back, tickling you.

you giggle, finger running along the tattoo on his cheek, "tomura was supposed to take me to the mall today. i guess he forgot."

dabi just stares at you, "you coulda asked me."

"yeah, but you're always busy." you huff out, nuzzling into his side.

he's busy unless you ask him to do something. he frowns.

"whatever, princess."

he watches you curl further into his embrace, maybe you were just cold.

"dabi. i've been soooo lonely these past few days.. tomura keeps bailing on me. keigo doesn't wanna hang with me anymore.. you're the only one who cares." you whine into his side, breathing in the smokey smell of his ripped black tanktop.

he always smelled good to you.

"oh yeah? what do ya want me to do it about it?" he laughs at your antics. spoiled brat. you always know how to get what you want— from tomura, keigo, atsuhiro, and even jin. tomura was the easiest.

"want you tooo..." you trail off, fingers dipping underneath his shirt to rub against his abdomen, "show me how much you care.".

brat, he thinks.

"aww, spoiled little thing can't function without attention." he chuckles out, leaning upwards so his other hand can grab your jaw, "right?".

you nod with a soft 'mhm', dabi says a quick 'right' in response. he presses his lips to yours, he feels your lipgloss transfer to his lips— getting smudged all over yours as well.

he pulls away to look at your cute face, always so flustered after he kisses you. "come here, on top." you obey, sitting prettily atop his lap as he squeezes your side— his other hand caressing your face, "so pretty. i'm the only one who cares about you so much." he's feeding into your little delusion, you know that, but hearing it from him makes your brain stop functioning.

he sits up, still holding you on his lap arms wrapping around your waist to hold you impossibly close, "i'm the only one you can count on. to give you rides, buy you clothes, make you food— i'm the only one, yeah?" you nod, "nobody can treat you like i can, can they, baby?" you nod again.

"come here n' kiss me."

"okay.." you sigh, placing your lips on his— his lip ring poking your lips but you don't mind. kissing him feels so good, it's like he knows everything about your body perfectly. he knows you more than he knows himself. his hands slip underneath your dress, settling on your ass.

he pulls away to look at you, "poor baby." he smiles.

you barely notice the door opening— keigo letting out an exaggerated groan, "honey, we're hooome."

tomura sighs, "i forgot to take you shopping didn't i?" he frowns as he steps over to you, tossing a bag on dabi's bed, only for you to cling onto dabi tighter.

"no! dabi's g'nna take me out now." you huff, nuzzling your face into the crook of dabi's neck, "right, dabi?".

dabi laughs when he sees tomura's upset face and keigo holding back a laugh, but he could never say no to you.

"yeah, that's right, princess."

[finelinevogue]

winter wonderland

summary - some fans spot you and harry at winter wonderland

word count - ~700

pairing - youtuber!reader x harry

Josie came back to the table her friends were at, with drinks in hand, just as the music changed to an Bublé song.

Josie’s friends, Paula and Rina, stood up at the table and started dancing like girls do - swaying their hips and hands in the air. They all screamed with excitement when Josie handed them their drinks.

It was Winter Wonderland in London and it was a great time to get drunk with your friends and sing lots of Christmassy songs.

“Baby please come hooome…” They all sung the lyrics very loudly.

They were having such a good time and they thought nothing could top this evening.

Until Josie spotted them.

“There’s a big group of people walking out of the VIP section.” Josie said to her friends, who were sat with their backs facing the VIP area.

Josie sipped her drink and pretended not to notice the group passing by, when in reality she was studying each person.

“Holy fuck…” Josie swore.

“What?” Rina said.

“That’s Harry Styles.” Josie gasped. “Oh my God and Y/N too!”

“No way.”

Both Rina and Paula turned, not caring if they drew attention to themselves. They aren’t missing the opportunity to see Harry and Y/N out together. It was such a rare sighting.

Sure enough, it was them.

Harry was in a yellow North Face jacket - one that he’d been sighted in before - with what looked to be black trousers and black vans. He had a beanie on, along with his hoodie up on top of his beanie too. He was very incognito - apart from the coat.

Then Y/N was walking hand in hand with him.

“Y/N looks stunning, the fuck.” Paula gasped.

Y/N sure enough did. Wearing a beanie too, that was Pleasing, along with a long grey trench coat that was thrown over a black maxi dress. It was an effortless look.

“I’m so glad i’m gay.” Rina sighed with love, watching Y/N pass by.

They were surrounded by friends and family, along with a couple of security members. They all looked happy and relaxed, even in quite the public space.

“They’re going into that VIP restaurant.” Josie said, still watching them.

“Swear the lasagne was like £27 there.” Rina laughed.

“It was.” Paula replied. Paula and Rina turned around again now they were out of sight, relying on Josie to keep them updated.

“Where are they sitting?” Paula asked.

“Harry’s talking to some staff, but he’s standing with his hand on Y/N’s back. So cute!” Josie squealed in excitement. It wasn’t often that she stumbled across celebrities - not as famous as Harry and Y/N anyways.

A couple of drinks and songs later, and the girls returned to focusing on Harry and Y/N.

“Updates?”

“Harry and Y/N are still sitting across from each other. They’re holding hands across the table though, because they’re sat on the end closest to the farthest wall.” Josie commented.

“I love them so much.” Rina cooed.

“I think it’s clear they love each other so much too.”

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[otomiyaa]

Hawks x Ticklish Reader

Romantic + 35. “Maybe next time when I can actually move?” Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻

It was your latest addiction. A dating sim game on your phone. Who would have thought? The characters were just so interesting, the game elements were all really fun and addictive, and your digital boyfriends were always at home.

Unlike a certain real boyfriend...

Great timing - just as you were thinking of him, you heard the door and his familiar footsteps could be heard.

"Honey, I'm home~!"

Although you were pleased to hear he was back, you weren't the type to jump off your bed and rush into his arms. No, you were in the middle of your game right now and planned to hug him later.

"Welcome home!" you chirped.

Following the sound of your voice, Hawks entered the bedroom to find you lounging comfortably on your bed, face down while playing on your phone.

"I'm hooome!" he repeated, and you yelped when he let himself fall right on top of you. His entire weight including wings wasn't nothing, and you let out a funny sound.

"Baby, get off me! You're heavy."

With difficulty, your fingers continued to play the game.

"Are you still playing with the virtual boyfriends? I'm getting jealous," Hawks said.

"Well, you weren't home anyway. I'm almost finished."

"I'm home now. Give me a kiss, not him."

"I'm almost finished," you repeated, but Hawks also repeated himself:

"Come on baby, give me a kiss."

Someone was needy! You sighed. "Maybe next time when I can actually move?"

Hawks was silent for a moment. "You can't move?" he asked. You weren't sure what that tone in his voice was doing. As if he realized something.

"Yeah, like I said, you're heavy. I can't turn around and kiss you. If you get off me first, I'll stop playing and will give you your kiss," you said.

There was a brief silence again, but the weight wasn't going away.

"Kei?" you asked nervously. Then all of a sudden, you felt his fingers under your shirt, and you twitched heavily.

"Wha-hohohold on, bahahaby no!" you cried as soon as you realized what he was going to do.

"My sweetie can't move, which is the perfect chance for a tickle," Hawks announced playfully. His fingers began to move and wiggle against your bare sides, and you dropped your phone and began to squirm underneath him.

"Nohoho! Don't- okahahay we'll kihihiss, we'll kiss- ahaha stop! Not thehehere!" You were definitely giggly, and your evil lover seemed very pleased to hear your hysterical reactions as he hummed along.

"That's something those game-BF's can't do for you babe. They won't tickle you like this and make you laugh," he told you with his lips close to your ear. His breath tickled you too and you squealed.

"I knohohow! Now st-aahahaha wahahait!" you howled when his fingers continued to climb higher. He tickled your ribs on both sides, and your eyes widened as you felt his fingers getting closer to your underarms. You tried to struggle, but were still pinned helplessly under his heavy weight.

"Not thehehere I'll do ahahanything!" you laughed dramatically. Hawks chuckled.

"Anything hm? I'll consider it later~!" he sang, and he started to tickle your armpits without mercy. You squirmed and kicked, but you really weren't going anywhere. Your position didn't give you any flexibility, and all you could really do was laugh at your lover's mercy.

"KEheheei! Plehehease! I cahahan't breheheathe, nohoho!"

It wasn't the first time. You knew Hawks would tickle you from time to time, until the moment your stomach hurt, you cried tears from laughter, you couldn't breathe and feared you'd pee your pants.

But still, he would always stop before it really became too much, so of course, you trusted that he would this time as well. And he did.

"Phew! That tickled you so much, didn't it?" Hawks said cheerfully when he finally released you from his killing weight. He positioned himself right next to you, and he still rested one wing on top of you, like a comfortable little feather blanket.

"Totally did," you said, and you rolled your eyes fondly. Hawks tapped his lips.

"Will I still get that kiss?"

You rolled your eyes again and leaned in closer. "Of course." The sweet moment of your lips touching soon became a little more heated as you started to make out passionately.

Being the busy hero he was, your beloved boyfriend just wasn't at home enough, and you missed him everytime he wasn't with you.

"Missed me hm? Will you still do anything for me?" Hawks asked when you pulled apart for a moment.

"I'll have to think about it," you said with a blush, not feeling like making it too easy for him. Hawks nodded.

"Oh. You'll have to think about it? Would... this help you think?"

You didn't expect him to tickle you so soon again. His fingers easily found their way back to your armpits, and soon you were cackling under his sweet torturous touch again.

"You ahahare the woooorst!" you howled hysterically, but he was right. Even though your charming videogame boyfriends would keep you company from time to time when he was gone, entertain you, and play games with you, they were still virtual and would never be able to kiss and tickle you like this.

[whoisneo404]

u should write something abt the reader getting too drunk or high and being a hot mess.he’s nicks bestfriend and he confesses his feelings

More than that.

Summary: you ask Nick to pick you up from a party a few houses down his. After him helping you make your way to his home you accidentally confess your feelings.

Tw: drunk reader, cursing.

My vision is blurry, the world is spinning to fast, the music is too loud. I stumble my way out of the house into the garden, I lay on the grass floor besides a tree and look at the branches move. It looks so pretty, the wind hits my face and I get cold, I wanna go home.

I don’t even know when I grabbed my phone and I called Nick.

‘’What the fuck? It’s 2 in the morning, why are you calling?’’ Nicks voice come from the other side of the line, he wasn’t sleeping, he was probably editing a video or doing a Ru Paul’s marathon again.

‘’Come pick me up, please. I’m cold.’’ I whisper into the phone laying on the floor besides me.

‘’Shit, are you drunk?’’

‘’Yes, sorry. I need a hug.’’ I hear stumbling and keys moving.

‘’Send me your location.’’ He guides me because I can’t remember how to. We stay on call; he tells me he is on his way and I just listen to his voice while caressing and playing with the grass. I hear the call end and I see Nick standing in front of me. ‘’Come on, let’s go home.’’

‘’Can’t. grass is my new bed.’’

‘’Come on, you asked me to pick you up, don’t be a baby.’’

‘’What if I’m a baby? how do you know I’m not.’’

‘’I can see you. Come here.’’ He kneels in front of me and puts my phone in his pocket. He sits me against the tree and helps me put on the hoodie he had over his shoulder, it’s soft and it smells like him. ‘’I swear if you puke on it I will kill you.’’ I put my head against his shoulder and sigh.

‘’Won’t, promise. You are warm, I’m no longer cold.’’ I nuzzle my face into the crook of his neck.

‘’That’s good, stand up, we are going home.’’ He tries to lift me up but I don’t let him.

‘’Nooo, wanna hug you.’’ I slur out.

‘’You can hug me all you want when we get home, plus you’ll get to do it in a comfy bed.’’

‘’And your hoodie?’’

‘’And my hoodie, I won’t take it away.’’

‘’M’kay.’’ I stand up the best I can, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and we start walking, it wasn’t a long walk. The fresh air was nice, I think I’m rambling and saying non sense, but I’m not sure if I’m thinking it of just saying it. ‘’Sky’s pretty. Like you.’’

‘’Let’s go inside, you are drunk.’’

‘’We are hooome!’’

‘’Sh…’’ he puts a hand up to my mouth. ‘’everyone is sleeping, shut up.’’

‘’I’m not sleeping, you are not sleeping, not everyone eepying.’’ He rolls his eyes with a smile on his face.

‘’Lot’s of people are sleeping, so be quiet.’’ I nod and we go to his room quietly. I throw myself into the bed, cuddling with his pillows and blankets, a wave of sadness invades my body.

‘’I’m sorry.’’ He sits besides me.

‘’For what?’’

‘’I know you don’t drink and don’t like when other people drink too much around you, I know you don’t like drunk people… I’m sorry.’’ I hug his pillow against my chest and hide my face in it. He plays with my hair.

‘’I don’t mind when it’s you.’’ I lay my head on his lap and he keeps playing with my hair.

‘’Thank you. That’s why I like you so much…’’

‘’We should talk about this tomorrow….’’

‘’What if I don’t remember, will you tell me?’’ he doesn’t say a thing. ‘’You don’t like me?’’

‘’No, it’s not that. You are drunk, we should tell this when we are sober.’’

‘’I’m sorry.’’ I sit up and he hugs me.

‘’Don’t be. I’m here, it’s okay.’’ A feel a knot on my throat. ‘’I was planning on telling you soon anyways.’’

‘’So you like me back!?!’’ I look at him, wide smile on my face.

‘’SHH, yes dumbass. Let’s get you some water.’’ He stands up and I go behind him to the kitchen.

‘’How much you like me?’’

‘’We’ll talk about it tomorrow.’’

‘’This much?’’ I make put both of my hands facing each other, almost touching. ‘’Or this much?’’ I pull my hands apart a bit. ‘’Because I like you this much.’’ I open my arms completely. ‘’And a bunch more. Don’t have arms long enough.’’ He smiles looking at me.

‘’Here’s your water, drink it.’’ I grab the glass and drink all of it.

‘’But how much?’’

‘’Tomorrow crybaby. Let’s go to bed.’’ I pout at him. ‘’We will cuddle.’’

‘’Yes, awesome.’’ I scream whisper and he grabs my hand pulling me into the room. ‘’Just so you know, I like you.’’

‘’I know.’’

[samoankpoper21]

Walking In On Megumi

A/N I read from another tumblr post that they believe Megumi to be uncircumcised and ever since that post I haven't been able to get it out of my head 🤭😏 I do apologize because I don't remember who the OP of that post is but if you ever come across this scenario just know I am extremely grateful for your pearls of wisdom❤️ for it has spawned this...piece of work 🤣 Enjoy~!! Also sorry for the weird spacing for the paragraphs. I kept getting a weird notice saying something about how tumblr only allows 4,096 characters in a paragraph 💁🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Summary: You come home to find Megumi in an uncompromising position

Word count: 1231

Content warnings: smut! 18+ MDNI! masturbation (male and fem! reader), oral (fem! reader giving), unprotected sex (ALWAYS USE PROTECTION!!), creampie

"I'm hooome." your voice rang out through the small apartment you and Megumi shared, you tossed your keys into the small black key dish, your cat Raya greeting you. "Hey pretty girl," you watched as Raya swirled between your legs. "Where's your papa?" She meowed in response and trotted towards your shared bedroom.

You had a long day at work and wanted nothing more than to lay in Megumi's arms and complain about your day while he rubbed your back and listened. Maybe he's sleeping? He's usually up when I get off. You tiptoed towards the bedroom not wanting to disturb him in case he was sleeping. You pushed the door slightly and heard Megumi panting. What the heck? Is he having a bad dream? You peeked inside and found yourself stunned, blushing. Megumi sat with his back against the headboard, tugging and pulling at his foreskin, his precum dribbling out every time he pulled his hand back, he biting his shirt to muffle his moans. "F-fuck Y/N." Instinctively your pussy tightened. He was jacking off at the thought of you. You bit your lower lip squeezing your thighs together suddenly feeling a pool gather in your panties. Had you have known he wanted you this bad you would've gotten off sooner, make a lame excuse to come home early just to fuck your boyfriend. You felt wrong just standing there watching your boyfriend but you couldn't bring yourself to move; it was hypnotizing: the way his big hand ran up and down his slick shaft, the veins protruding when he peeled his foreskin back, the sweat gathering at his forehead, his eyebrows scrunching together as he pictured you. You were glad you decided to wear a skirt today because you needed him. You silently entered the room and stood by his side as he quickened his pace, his hips bucking more furiously into his hand, your name falling from his lips like a chant. "Fuuuuck" his eyes fluttered open and he gasped. "Y/N! How long have you been home?" you could tell he was embarrassed by how his face glowed even more red at being caught masturbating. "Sshh," you leaned forward and kiss him on the lips. "Don't stop baby. Keep stroking yourself for me." Megumi audibly gulped and you began to slowly strip out of your work clothes: you slowly shimmied out of your skirt and thong, unbuttoned your shirt painstakingly slow causing Megumi to let out a feral growl, one button at a time. You unclasped your bra letting the straps fall slowly from your shoulders, your titties bouncing free from its restraints. With that action, in a daze, Megumi began to slowly stroke himself as you made your way to the armchair in the corner of the room. You sucked on two of your fingers, spread your pussy lips, and tantalizing slid one finger up your slit. "Fuuuck baby, you see how wet I am for you?" you lock eyes with Megumi and watch as he continues to pump himself, your actions mimicking his. Whenever he would speed his pace, you would rub your clit; when you watched him pull his foreskin back slow, you would insert two fingers and slowly fuck yourself imagining your fingers to be Megumi's dick. "Baby," he whined. "I need you." You wanted to tease him a bit more so you began to rock your hips against your fingers, the squelching sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of you driving both of you insane. "Y/N," his tone deepened sending shivers down your spine, your pussy squeezing around your fingers. You bit your lips and slowly withdrew your fingers, sucking on them and releasing with an audible pop. He growled making you more excited.

You made your way to him, his hand shooting out faster than you could react. He grabbed you by the back of your neck pulling you into an animalistic kiss: tongues clashing, teeth gnashing against each other, his lips biting down on you causing you to moan. You dropped to your knees as Megumi shifted towards your direction, his cock nearly slapping you in the face. The sight of you looking up with his cock in your mouth drove him insane. You bobbed your head up and down, hallowing out your cheeks as you used your hand to stroke Megumi from the base to his balls, your mouth covering the rest; your hand would stroke his foreskin back as you spit and sucked on his shaft, your tongue swirling around his sensitive pink tip. He closed his eyes and thew his head back, his hands holding your head in place as he fucked your face. You were gagging, tears forming at the corners of your eyes, looking up in time to lock eyes with Megumi. "Fuck Y/N." he pulled out and pulled you toward the bed, instantly straddling him. Through half lidded eyes, he kissed you and began rubbing the tip of his dick up and down your slick folds. He pushed himself in causing you to gasp. You paused waiting to adjust to his girth. Once you've adjusted you began to slowly move up and down, your head thrown back at the feeling of being full. Megumi was going insane with your teasing pace, he bit down on your collarbone causing you to wince, the pleasure overriding the pain as he bucked his hips up into you. "Ah!" you placed your feet on the bed, your hands on his chest as you began to bounce up and down on his dick, the sound of your ass slapping against his thighs, his balls resonating across the room. Bouncing faster Megumi knew at this rate he wouldn't make it. He grit his teeth and used his strength to gently push you on your back while staying connected. He tossed one of your legs over his shoulder, grabbed your hips and slammed into you. "Ah! Megumi!" he kept going at that merciless pace watching your titties bounce, his eyebrows scrunching together. He wanted you both to finish. Your mind was filled with how good Megumi was fucking you, your head thrashing to and fro. Megumi's thumb began rubbing your clit in circles. "Megumi fuck baby, I think I'm going to-"

"Cum for me Y/N" with that demand you screamed and became undone, stars filling your vision. "Fuck!" Megumi held your hips still as he shot load after load into you, painting your inner walls white.

He slowly pulled out of you and went to grab a warm washcloth, gently dabbing at your neck, arms, and the rest of your body. You giggled as he tossed the washcloth in the bin, hopping into bed pulling your body flush against his. "What?" he asked. "I just didn't take you as the masturbating type." He groaned and hid his face in your hair. "I can't believe you caught me like that."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of Gumi. Everyone does it."

"I know it's just...when you think of masturbation, you picture a prepubescent teen who's just now finding out how to work his dick." you chuckled and turned to face him. "News flash baby, adults do it too." You kissed the tip of his nose and nuzzled into his neck, sleep overcoming you. He chuckled and agreed before kissing your forehead and whispering I love you.

[ask-dcf]

Stella is hooome! QwQ

That’s right. My little bean Stella after years has finally come into my arms. I feel closer to them than I ever have. I’m so happy for my little Star child to be with me. I’m gonna cry I swear qwq Thank you to so many people for your support. And especially the one who made the plushie.

Dia thank you again for bringing my kid into my arms qwq

Seriously guys check this person out they are so sweet and deserve so much support. Now excuse me while I go cry holding my little baby qwq

[peachvixen]

Workaholic

Summary:

Sonic goes on a week-long run. Tails hadn't been caring for himself whilst Sonic was gone. Sonic comes back to make sure Tails cares for himself.

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MysticRuins Zone

Tails’ workshop 12:09am

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“Tails! I’m hooome!” Sonic called with glee. He shut the door behind him and hung his coat up on the rack. “Tails?” he called again.

Silence.

Maybe he’s sleeping, he thought as he took off his shoes and plopped them on the floor. He crept over to their bedroom door, peeking inside. But nobody was there. He flicked on the light switch but still didn’t see anyone. “He better not be in his workshop again...”

Sonic headed to the workshop. “Tails…?” he asked, creaking the door open. All he saw was… a brown fox? Were his eyes deceiving him? Tails was usually orange. Maybe he was dirty? But there is no way he could be that dirty, right? He hadn’t been that color since he was a baby. “Tails?” Sonic asked again, hoping for a response.

“Hmm…?”  Tails responded wearily.

“Tails..” Sonic said disappointed. “Have you not been taking care of yourself again?”

Tails didn’t respond.

“Tails-” Sonic sighed, closing his eyes and drifting his hand down his face. He stepped into the workshop. “You can’t be doing this!”

“I know,” Tails whispered back. Sonic sighed, resting his hand on Tails’ shoulder.

“You need sleep!”

“But-”

“No buts!”

Tails' ears bent back against his head.

“C’mon….let’s go.” Sonic motioned Tails to come with him.

“But I need to work on this!”

“It’ll still be there in the morning; it doesn't have legs!” Tails groans. He attempts to get up but he feels too exhausted. “You comin’?” 

“I..can’t get up.” Tails groans.

Sonic sighs. “Alright, c’mon.” 

Sonic picks him up. Tails rested his head  as Sonic walked out of Tails’ workshop. Just as Sonic enters the house, Tails was fast asleep. Sonic rests Tails down on his  bed tucking him in as a smile goes across his face seeing Tails peacefully sleeping.

 “Goodnight lil’ bro, love you.”

[gayphob1a]

November 10th – handcuffs/crying/begging

“Honeyyy, I’m hooome!” Eddie hollers from the front door, kicking off his shoes and jacket and actually putting them in their respective homes this time. 

Steve is sitting on the couch with an overly fond, if a little mischievous smile on his face. The love in his eyes is unmistakable at Eddie’s small act of dedication because while he loved the maid outfit, he still promised he would be better about cleaning up after himself after that night. And the fact that he stuck to that makes Steve’s chest overflow with fondness. Which only makes him more excited to show Eddie what he has for him. 

Eddie’s eyes land on Steve waiting eagerly for him and a smile splits his face, followed by dawning realization that:

1. Eddie didn’t tell him what time exactly he would get off tonight (the shop’s workload can get crazy and most nights he’s there way past the end of his scheduled shift)

And 2. Steve is hiding something

“Hey baby. How long have you been waiting for me?”

A slight blush dusts Steve’s cheeks and it’s positively delicious. “Oh. Well, I texted Jeff and he told me you guys were about an hour and a half behind. I took the time to find something I know you got for me, but were for some reason hiding.”

Eddie blanches. Oh god. Did Steve find the little red box he keeps hidden in his backup guitar case in the back of the closet?

“Woah, hey!” Steve interjects, sensing the impending panic on Eddie’s face, leaping up off the couch to pull into his comforting embrace. “I’m not mad, actually I’m very into it.”

“You’re– wait you’re into it? I mean that’s not exactly the reaction I was expecting, but if you want to, I mean, hand it over I’ll do it right now.”

Steve lights up, a smile that practically reaches his ears splitting his face in half. “Really?” 

“Yes! Of course really!” Eddie starts to lower down to one knee, slowly, cautiously, at the same moment that Steve pulls out something that is most definitely not an engagement ring from behind his back. 

Eddie panics, desperately trying to cover the fact that he was seconds away from popping the question, and graciously faceplants on the carpet. 

“What are you doing?” Steve asks.

“N– nothing I just, uh, tired. I… tripped?”

Steve chuckles, thankfully oblivious to what Eddie was really stumbling his way towards. 

“I know you had a long day, my love. We can table this for later?”

Eddie looks up, recovering quickly to fully take in what Steve found, and his own mischievous smile mirrors Steve’s from only a moment ago. Handcuffs. Pink and heart shaped.

“Oh no. No way. I was saving those for Valentine’s day, but fuck it, presents are best when they come early.”

“Sure, you say that about the handcuffs, but not me.” Steve huffs.

“My sweet boy, I want nothing more than to make you cum early, but that’s up to you, now isn’t it.”

Steve whines, nodding his head. “Yeah, but… We can still use these right?”

“Oh, sweetheart. We can use whatever you want.” Eddie takes the cuffs from Steve, inspecting them for any damage he didn’t notice in the store. He’s a little worried about the point in the cuffs, but it’s rounded with padding to make sure his precious Stevie stays safe. Finally he pulls against the chain, testing just how much Steve can fight against them. They’re not strong like the heavy duty leather ones they’ve used in the past, but they’ll do.

“So? How do you want me?” Steve asks.

Eddie looks up at him through his eyelashes and frowns. “No, no. This was all your idea baby boy. You must have some picture in that pretty head of yours of what you wanted to do with these.”

It shouldn’t be possible for Steve to blush even more, but sure enough, his cheeks get even redder, spreading down his neck and presumably to his chest. He’s silent for perhaps a beat too long, but Eddie knows he can get shy about asking for these things. Not that he’s shy about sex in the slightest, just – the freakier aspects of his own mind. Eddie never judges, never pushes to get it out of him, just waits because he knows that in a moment all shyness will evaporate when he’s screaming into a pillow.

“I um – can you, uh, cuff me behind my thighs and finger me?”

“Oh is that all? Baby I would love nothing more.”

That earns him a salacious giggle and one of those genuine smiles that spreads warmth out from Eddie’s chest to the ends of every limb. It feels like an embrace; a long, slow kiss full of affection. It feels like comfort, like home. It makes Eddie weak to every one of Steve’s whims, makes him want to finger Steve until he cums into the mattress and they have to change the sheets, but also show him how much he loves him, how much of himself he would (will) dedicate to Steve forever.

Eddie doesn’t even get a shower before Steve is rushing him to the bedroom. His protests of being sweaty and covered head to toe in grease from the shop are quickly interjected.

“Are your hands clean?” Steve asks with a lopsided grin.

“Yeah?” Eddie tentatively replies.

“Then stay exactly as you are. It does something for me.”

“‘Something’ as in you want it nasty?”

“Eddie,” Steve warns, “I swear to god if you don’t lock me up and throw away the key in the next minute I’ll start screaming about it.”

“Screaming is the plan, princess.”

Steve pouts as he strips and moves himself to all fours on the bed, his face presses hard into the pillow and he knows there will be lines in his skin from the wrinkled fabric. He doesn’t really care. His hands go out behind him, just under the plush of his ass where he knows the thick round flesh and Eddie’s hands will stop him from pulling away.

Eddie makes a sound akin to a growl at the scene presented to him. He strips off his coveralls, nearly ripping the damn things and stares in awe wearing nothing but his boxers and raggedy old wife beater undershirt. He steps out of his underwear first, moving to pull at the hem of his shirt when he notices Steve watching him. 

“Keep it on. Please.” It’s meant to come out more forceful, a mock attempt at Eddie’s own dominating tone, but Steve is weak for Eddie’s cock and it’s just hanging there, tempting him, so maybe it comes out a little whinier than he means it to.

“You sure you just want my fingers, big boy?”

“Fuck off. I want everything you’ve got, but I think you might kill me with your dick, dude.”

Steve feels the metal of the cuffs click around his wrists. It takes him a second to adjust to the unfamiliar cold heart shape, drastically different from the soft fur lined leather he’s accustomed to, but he finds the metal heats up to his body temp quickly, and the padding is surprisingly thick. In fact, he thinks they should incorporate these into play more often, as he’s rather enjoying the feeling of the edges gently digging into his skin as he gives an experimental tug. His delight at his new toy is abruptly interrupted by a swift smack against his ass, right down the middle so he feels it reverberate in his hole. He yelps at the shock of it, melting back into the pillow, face down to muffle his noises. 

“Don’t call me dude when I’m about to make you a drooling mess without a thought in your head.” 

“My pretty head?”

Eddie chuckles, leaning forward to place a kiss on Steve’s temple. “Yes, my love. Your beautiful head.”

Steve smiles, but he’s easily distracted by the grind of Eddie’s hips against his ass. Eddie’s dick slides between his cheeks, pushing a little oh out of him. He almost forgot the feeling, but just the tantalizing touch is enough to make the memories flood back. Eddie’s hands inside him, his cock ruthlessly thrusting against his prostate, coming inside. His thoughts are so clouded by Eddie that he isn’t paying attention to the real Eddie until his lubed up fingers are circling his entrance far too slowly. He stays like that for what feels like an eternity, circling, letting the tip catch in shallow thrusts, just to pull back out and go back to circling, occasionally using his unoccupied hand to leave harsh slaps to his ass. Steve starts to squirm around the fifth? Sixth slap maybe? He doesn’t know, he’s starting to lose count because all he can think about is that finger and how it never does what he wants.

“Shhh, baby, I’ll take care of you. Just let me have a little fun first.”

Steve doesn’t realize he’s whining like a sad puppy until he hears his own voice begging out of nowhere, and to his own ears he sounds choked up too. 

“Please. Pleasepleaseplease! Eddie. Need more, PLEASE.” He shouts the last word with so much force it makes a sob bubble out of him as well.

“Oh honey, are you crying for me now?”

Finally, finally Eddie’s finger pushes into him. Steve’s sobs turn into silent, fat tears, soaking the pillow and rolling over the bridge of his nose to splash down with the rest of the mess he’s making. Even with the finger brushing against his walls it’s still not enough. it feels like torture, the way Eddie is deliberately avoiding his prostate. He pushes his hips back, angling up to try and catch some friction against that spot that makes him see stars. He’s met with another smack, quickly soothed with a gentle hand and a kiss, before his hips are forcefully shoved back down. 

“Use your words, honey,” Eddie tuts. “Do you need something?”

“M- More. Eddie I need it. Need you. More fingers, stop teasing, anything please.”

“Oh, where’s the fun in that?” He teases. Still, he adds a second finger, pumping them in and out before scissoring them gently inside him. It’s been so long, too long since Steve has felt the thick digits working him over, slightly roughened and calloused by his work and years of playing guitar, but still soft as Eddie borrows Steve’s moisturizer after work so his touch remains pleasurable. It’s the smallest act of love, of dedication not unlike his effort to clean up after himself, but it makes Steve’s heart pound against his rib cage no less. He’s lost in thought again, lost in the feeling of overwhelming love and the suspicious move earlier that looked strangely like getting down on one knee… when a third finger pushes in and, oh the stretch, the fullness of Eddie’s fingers. Steve’s eyes roll into the back of his head as more tears fall because now every circle, every pump of his fingers, brush against Steve’s prostate and he’s dizzy with it. He realizes just why Eddie took to teasing him so much because now, with the ruthless attack against the sensitive bundle of nerves, he’s not going to last long.

In lieu of words, Steve lets out a string of moans and yelps, they turn into screams, bubble over into sobs as he pulls and struggles against the cuffs holding him still around his thighs. The only solid movement he can manage is to reach up and grab Eddie’s forearm, gripping tight to slow him down just a bit. He almost forgets entirely what they’re doing here, ready for the release that is quickly approaching, but he can’t cum, or maybe he can, maybe he doesn’t care. 

But of course, of course, Eddie is far too in tune to his body and knows when all of his noises turn into punched out ‘AH’s that they’re done. His fingers slow to a full stop, dragging lightly against Steve’s prostate one last time before pulling out completely. Steve wants to scream, thrash against the sheets, cuss Eddie out and beg for more, but he’s boneless, thoughtless, just as Eddie intended. With one last, remarkably softer, slap to the side of Steve’s ass, closer to his hip to avoid too much stimulation, Eddie pulls away. He soothes his arms up Steve’s sides, in soft petting motions to stop the full body tremble that’s starting to make its way through Steve’s bones, through his very soul. He whines, trying his best to pull his arms up and miraculously dissipate the cuffs so he can get his hands on Eddie in kind, but alas he’s still trapped. 

“Come here sweetheart, let me take care of you.” Eddie’s words mean something entirely different this time he utters them and Steve lets him wrap an arm around his chest and pull him up to sit in Eddie’s lap, using one hand to stretch and massage his legs while the other fiddles with the key to the cuffs. When Steve’s hands are freed he flings them around Eddie’s neck, holding on tight like he’s been missing for years, he sobs into his boyfriend’s neck while Eddie reaches up to massage the little marks the cuffs left despite their padding.

“Shhh, my love. You’re safe. You’re okay.” Eddie coos. He runs a hand through Steve’s hair, kissing his temple while the other wraps around his waist in a grounding hold.

“I know,” Steve chokes. “Always feel safe with you, Eds. Just… overwhelmed.”

“I know, baby. You did so good. Always so good for me. Why don’t you come shower with me? We’ll get clean and then I can make you some dinner.”

Steve starts to calm, his tears drying, brain coming back online, grounded by Eddie’s touch. “Yes please. The shower I mean, you’re useless in the kitchen.” 

“Hey!” Eddie playfully swats at Steve’s waist where it’s been resting, drawing comforting circles in his skin. “I make a mean pb&j and you know it.”

“Except that time you burnt the bread. Why did you even have a pb&j in a pan?”

“I… I thought it was a grilled cheese.”

“So you were high.”

“Incredibly so, yes.”

Steve rolls his eyes, fondness turning the gesture into a giggle as his eyes land on Eddie’s fake pout. 

“Fine. Pb&j’s, but the stove stays off.”

“No promises,” Eddie teases, scooping Steve up in his arms to carry him into the bathroom. Steve could probably walk, and he could probably tell Eddie that, but the man loves to take care of him, so how could he possibly refuse?

@steddievember

[nominativecase]

i miss my husbanddd!!! baby come hooome!!!

[tinytinybumblebee]

im missing viago so so much :( can you write something about my little baby please? anything you think of! thank you

Waaa saaame😭 missing that silly bat so much!

Viago loooves going into shops! Most stores are closed by the time a vampire wakes up, so he doesn't get to go to the fun stores, just those stinky 24-7 shops that have those lights that probably hurt more than sunlight!

But! When the winter nights come, that means it gets darker out earlier!! Which meaaaaans, vampire's can go to fun stores!!

Tiny Viago is probably the only tyke that loves going shopping- most tiny ones get so bored sitting in the cart or hold their carers' hand while they're looking at two products. Just wanting to go hooome

But, tiny Viago has so much fun! There are so many exciting things to see, lots of new smells, and Viago's favourite part, being the helper!

Now, vampires don't need human food, they get a lot of their clothing from victims but, hobby materials are things they still need to procure ♡

The craft store is sooo big! Many wonderful isles to explore! Of course, Vladislav has reminded the little bat that he is to not wander out of eyesight- he can look down the isles they're in but, not ones without Deacon or Vladislav!

Viago happily holds onto the hem of Vladislav's shirtsleeve, bouncing on the heels of his feet at anything that catches his eye.

Vladislav can't help but coo when the little bat points at the 3d-model kits of nighttime creatures.

"V'ad!! Look, it's us!!" Viago says as he points to the bat models, "Or it me n' Deacon, cause you cants gets the face no more," he giggles with that little smile he gets when he's being cheeky.

Vladislav smiles and tousles Viago's hair.

"That just means my bat is far cooler, one they don't even sell," the older vampire jokes as they continue down the path.

Deacon is probably in the yarn section, picking out the right colours for his next project while the other two shop around. While deciding between two shades of purple, something just outside his gaze catches his full attention.

Soon enough, the store announces it's closing soon, so all purchases are to be completed now.

Deacon is already waiting by the exit as Vladislav and Viago are paying for their things. He holds onto one of the bags behind his back the whole journey home.

When they arrive back with their bountiful items Deacon has a surprise for Viago for being such a good boy that whole week and during their trip.

Deacon hands the bag over to Viago and inside is these two friends!

Viago gives Deacon a biiig hug, thanking him and holding the bears close to his chest, swinging back and forth happily babbling to the two new friends (deciding on names for them) and soon is going down the hallway to introduce the plushies to the flat and alllll their new friends!

A very fruitful trip for all three vampires ♡♡♡

[strawberista]

{I am finally hooome~ I had such a good time out there, but it's late so I won't be getting on my computer tonight. I'll hang around mobile, though and try to finally answer something. I really really wanna write. I miss writing. And I've gotten so many wondering presents I want to use. 🥺🥺🥺 My friends have surprised me so much and my little baby heart is full to bursting. I love you guys so much. You're all so wonderful. I'm going to come back in full as soon as I can.}

{OH WAIT ITS MUNDAY I CAN POST VACAY PICS}

{My favorite souvenir from the vacation was this tea-for-one set I got from the Titanic museum we visited. It was made to replicate the crockery used on the Titanic by the second-class guests, referenced in the two pictures below the tea set.}

{It holds about three cups when it's full up and it's just so nice to use and so dainty and holds such a nice memory. I love it.}

{And here is my mom and me in said Titanic museum~ A stranger was kind enough to take the photo for us. ^^}

[venhydey]

yessss baby come hooome ~

he needs time to catch his breath, old age is catching up to him 😔 (also I think he looked the finest in impel down.......)

[just-absolutely-super]

Toddler crack

Mayl: what the!? Roll! Megaman! Come here, quick!!

Roll: what's going on?

Mayl: you need to stop Remix now!!

Roll: what do you mea- oh my god!!

Mayl: he somehow managed to change channel from kids shows to this adult show!!

Roll: are they flipping people off!?

Remix copies it

Roll: baby no!!

Mayl: turn it off!!

Roll turns it off finally

Mayl: how did he manage to change channels? I thought child security was in place?

Roll: so did I!? The only other who watched anything was-gasp!

Mayl: oh no! Lan and Megaman watched that stuntman show yesterday!

Roll: they must have forgotten to add the child security back on. They're so dead when they get back from work!!

Lan: Honeyyy I'm hooome <3

Mayl: >:(

Lan: Oh no...what did I do now?

Mayl: Jack Megaman in the PC and we'll show you what you two did!

Mega: Eh?! You mean we're both in trouble?

Mayl: See for yourselves...

Lan jacks Mega into the PC

Mega: Uhh h-hi Roll...my beautiful wife and love of my life hehehe...

Roll: >:(

Remix: Papa!

Mega: Remix! H-Hey, son! Have you been a good boy for Mama today?

Remix: Uh huh!

Roll: Remix, why don't you show Papa and Uncle Lan what you learned today? *sugary sweet fake smile*

Remix: Kay!

Remix flips Mega and Lan off

Lan: Oh sugar honey ice tea...

Mega: WHAT? REMIX NO! NO! WE DO NOT USE THAT GESTURE!

Remix: Huh? Papa not like it?

Mega: No! It's a very rude gesture! Who taught you that?

Remix: *points* TV

Mega: What was he watching to learn that? He should have had parental controls on!

Roll: He did...until you and your brother switched them off to watch that stuntman show. And guess who didn't change it back?

Mega: Oh.... Uh oh...

Roll: That's right, "uh oh"

Remix: Papa...in trouble?

Roll: Papa is very in trouble!

Lan: Oof

Mayl: Hey! Don't act so nonchalant! You're just as guilty!

Lan: I know, but I'm used to screwing up. Remember when Patch learned his first curse word?

Mayl: Don't remind me...

Lan: Right...still hasn't been long enough to make that a funny memory, got it

[samoankpoper21]

My Monster

Word count: 883

The small, spiky red haired boy watched as the older, much taller version of himself focused on putting white chocolate frosting on cupcakes that were to be served for dessert later. "Poppa?"

"Mm?

"Are Saori and I monsters?"

"What?!" Satori exclaimed as frosting shot out the canister, messing up the perfect swirl Satori was working on. "Who told you that?"

"Some kids at school told me that Saori and I are monsters because we have bright red hair, brown skin, and weird color eyes." Trying to remain calm in front of your son, Satori inhales through his nose and asks, "And what did you do after those kids told you that?"

"I roared and chased after them." Pausing for a brief second, Satori snorted and threw his head back laughing. Yup. He's most definitely my son.

"I'm hooome." Forgetting about the moment, Satoshi and Saori rushed to the doorway as a cacophony of momma filled the air. You chuckled trying to juggle with retaining what the kids were saying to you, the bags of groceries, all while slipping your shoes off. You looked up to see your handsome, goofy, husband's silhouette fill the doorway instantly causing you to smile and feel warm inside. "Hi baby."

"Hey love." Satori came forward and grabbed the bags of groceries that you were holding leaning forward to give you a kiss. You smiled into the kiss and wrapped your arms around him wanting more until a chorus of ewws filled the room. You both began to laugh when you questioned, "Did you guys do your homework?"

"Yes momma."

"I'll get dinner started so daddy will help you wash off." You felt Satori's hand gently grab your forearm as he quietly said, "On second thought, I can do dinner tonight. You just got off of work and the kids miss you."

"Eh? Are you sure? Babe really it's no trouble. It's my turn to cook anyway."

"It's ok. I got it." He gave you a sad, soft smile before kissing your cheek and trudged toward the kitchen. All these years of being with him you automatically knew that when something was bothering Satori he needed to keep his hands moving. You peered down at your son and daughter with their bright red hair and melanated skin both confused as to what just happened. You clapped your hands to grab their attention and shouted, "Who's ready for a bubble bath!!" Saori squealed and ran away while Satoshi, his mind forever wandering and processing, slowly made his way to the bathroom to prepare for bath time.

Dinner and bed time went down surprisingly smooth. You flopped down on the bed after your shower both of you heaving a sigh of relief. Satori instantly wrapped his arms around you, kissing the back of your neck, pulling you closer to his bare chest. "Satori?"

"Baby, did you think I was a monster when we first started dating?"

"What?" you turned over to look at your husband, confused as to where this question was coming from. Satori had this distant look in his eyes as he continued. "I'm just sayin'."

"I didn't think you were a monster per se but I did find it odd that you wanted to date me out of all the girls you used to be surrounded by."

"Those girls didn't like me. They were using me to get closer to Ushijima-kun." A beat of silence passed as you sat up staring at your husband, noting the hint of sadness in his eyes. "My love," you ask. "Where is this coming from?" Satori finally peered up, pushed himself to sit up alongside you and say, "Some of the kids in Satoshi's class called he and Saori monsters."

"WHAT?!?!! Oh hell no! Do I have to kick some kid's ass!?!?!?!" Seeing how riled up you were, Satori couldn't help but laugh his signature laugh. He wrapped you in his arms, trapping you between his legs, his bare chest against your back trying to get you to calm down. "I don't know who the fuck they think they are calling MY FAMILY monsters." Satori chuckled telling you, "Shush you're going to wake the kids."

"You're the one with the hyena laugh." He stifled his laughter as he wrapped his long arms tighter around you. Words alone couldn't describe how much he loved you, how he was so grateful that you were his and wanted him and him alone. He peppered kisses on the back of your neck, behind your ear until he felt your breathing evening out. "You were triggered when Satoshi told you that huh?"

"A little." You turned so that you were facing him, grabbed his face and say, "You're not a monster. Kids and people put a negative label on those that are different. And, as twisted as this may sound, even if you are a monster, you're my monster; and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world." Satori smiled, leaned forward with his eyes closed gently bumping your foreheard. "I love you." he whispered.

"I love you too." You kissed him, Satori soon finding himself laying flat on his back, you hovering over him with your hands on the headboard. He cocked his eyebrow as you breathlessly say, "Let me show my monster some lovin'."

Author's Note: GAWD THIS ENDING IS SO CRINGE 😂🥲🫣 ASDJDAKDSLKAD Anyway hope y'all enjoyed this 🥲🙃🤣

[sunlitmcgee]

BABY GIRL COME HOOOME COME BACK 2 MEEEEEEE

waIT FUCK!!! WELCOME HOME UPDATE TODAY

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