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obsessivevoidkitten · 10 months ago

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Animal Farm: Wednesdays

Male Yandere Centaurs x Gender Neutral Reader CW: Noncon, big flaring centaur dick, a second big flaring centaur dick, general yandere behavior, belly bulge from semen and big flaring centaur dick, mentions of musk Word count: 1k (The long awaited third day of the farm harem series Animal Farm, the centaurs! The first fic, along with the others, can be found HERE.)

It was Wednesday. And Wednesdays meant two things. Tyrig and Fargrin. The two muscular centaurs that would be pounding you damn near senseless. By the end of the day, you knew from prior experience, you would scarcely be able to stand. Let alone walk.

After managing to pull yourself away from the dogmen you took a shower. You wiped the cum and sweat from your body. Not that it would matter... you would have a new layer of semen and musk on you soon enough. Evidently you took a bit too long because you were yoinked out suddenly by one of the centaurs. Tyrig.

You shivered as you were exposed to the early outside air with wet skin.

“Awe, are you cold? Don’t worry we’ll warm you up~”

He flung you onto his back and you had no choice but to grab his torso and get close for warmth and stability as he galloped over to the black-furred centaur Fargrin. His black fur and white hair looked pristine, as if he had just bathed as well.

They talked a bit and Fargrin trotted off briefly and came back with his blanket before draping it around you, covering you in his strong musky scent. Apparently they had decided against retrieving your clothing today.

You sighed and held the blanket tightly around you. You were plucked off Tyrig and placed on the comfy bench they had made for you.

“I am going to win this time for sure!” Said the blonde horse Tyrig.

Fargrin only responded with a short laugh.

This was their little custom. Every Wednesday the first thing they would do was have a race around the farm between the two of them. The winner got to be the first to bulge your belly with centaur cock and a massive load of cum.

As usual they were neck and neck the whole time. Fargrin managed to pull ahead at the last possible second. He came trotting towards you with a grin on his face. You climbed on him, knowing he would want a good run with you, always enjoying some outdoor time before a good fuck.

You clung to him tightly, your hands on his muscular abs, while he ran for a bit.

When he was ready to move on to love making he joined his fellow centaur and they took you with them into their dwelling, an upgraded stable-like building. Given all the comforts a human would expect, though everything was much larger to accommodate the inhabitants.

At least it was warmer inside.

You wanted to just get it over with so you took your place on the “sawhorse” A cushioned bench that had rests for your arms and legs. It brought you up to the perfect height for the centaurs to breed you.

“Someone’s eager,” Fargrin remarked with a smirk.

You let out a weary sigh.

“Just to get it all over with.”

Tyrig snorted as he watched Fargrin prep you.

“Whatever you have to tell yourself.”

You rolled your eyes and tried to remain silent as Fargrin lubed up your entrance before starting the long process of stretching you out and warming you up before the massive invasion of his cock. He worked quickly, but carefully. Eager to slip inside you, but wanting to be careful not to hurt you. His cock came out of his sheath and smacked against his underbelly in anticipation. He knew you were ready when his hand and part of his arm could enter you without trouble.

When you were prepped he stood over you as you lay on the sawhorse and pressed his gargantuan cock against your entrance. You winced in discomfort, but it didn’t hurt very much at all. The side effect of all the monster-man semen was that it made you unnaturally stretchy and resilient. It was potent stuff.

Once you could take his full length he spared no time in beginning to pound you properly, his cock making a perfectly visible outline in your stomach as it bulged you out. His massive balls smacked into you loudly, stinging you a bit with each thrust.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he railed you. Tyrig watched with an erection, eager for his turn to rearrange your insides. Both of them chuckled at the perverted moans you let out as your body quivered in orgasm.

“Sh-shut up…”

You blushed deeply as Fargrin continued until finally his tip flared and his balls moved as he emptied them into you, the tip of his cock visibly twitching in your stomach before he eventually pulled out with a loud squelch. Cum came flooding out of you as he did so.

Okay Tyrig, all yours. Now it was Fargrin’s turn to just watch.

Tyrig had no need to prep you or use any amount of lube, the other centaur’s cum would work just fine to ease his cock into you. His cock drooled precum, hungry for your depths after watching the earlier spectacle. You blushed when an involuntary gasp left your lips as he mounted you.

“F-fuck…”

“Heh, you know you love it~”

You whimpered but said nothing in response. You didn’t trust yourself not to just moan incoherently if you tried to speak because at that moment he decided to pick up the pace. It wasn’t too long before you were panting and shuddering, your overly stimulated body trapped in the painful bliss of another orgasm.

“You’re such a lovely cock sleeve!”

He grunted he added his considerable load to what was left of Fargrin’s inside you. Your belly looked pregnant as your hole leaked musky semen all over the place.

You lay there limply. Too sore and sensitive to be able to move. They took you into the shower with them and cleaned you thoroughly, Tyrig pressed your face into his bulging muscular chest as the water rinsed the soap from your limp body. When they finished with that they made you some food and fed you lovingly.

That way you were well fed and cleaned. After all, if they wanted to put you through round 2 you had to keep your energy up and be clean so they could have fun getting you dirty again.

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cheahup · 2 years ago

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Perth Eclectic Sunroom Inspiration for a mid-sized eclectic dark wood floor and brown floor sunroom remodel with a standard ceiling

#outdoor cushions #traditional #custom-made #victorian #mirrors #indoor-outdoor #bifold doors

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hihigherdi · 7 months ago

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My sister is making so much progress on the Alki units. She scrubbed both of them down for days, they haven’t been properly cleaned in years and the added contractor dust made them pretty filthy. The only things left to do is finishing the outdoor paint, get barstools, stocking both kitchens with tableware, cookware, all of the kitchen essentials renters would expect. I need to replace the oven downstairs and figure out dining room tables for both units too, they are small spaces so I had the idea of this little banquette in the corner, it would be so cozy and a fun place to snuggle up and watch the water with coffee, etc. They are price prohibitive and take a long time to arrive though, so I’ve been waffling. My sister called me yesterday and let me know that our contractor is super bored on his other project and when she mentioned the banquette, he said he’d love to build them and make cushions for them too! I love the idea of custom built ins made by someone so great, he said he can take this original idea and even add storage. It will take him a day and will be so much cheaper. It feels so special. I’m excited.

My friends and family are starting to use it - K is writing there once a week, and my niece is staying there on the weekends because of her crazy shifts at work. I’m still a little freaked out by the rental strategy but it’s ok, I’ll figure that out when I’m ready.

In other news, I did the dishes, cleaned and changed the cat litter, watered and am washing my bedding. I had to sit down a few times but it was good. I’m thinking I might go to Golden Gate Park later for a walk. That sounds lovely.

Peach and Rupert playing. Peach’s head is still so tiny. That whole time he was here is so surreal.

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arakhnesreiyr · 29 days ago

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Enter the Black ~ Part One

The sky in Fellinor was the brightest shade of blue I had ever seen. The water was like a shiny turquoise - to the point where when I looked overboard to peer into the water, I could see my own reflection, even so high up on the deck. The air had a salty, almost magical touch to it.

Our ship docked, and the men onboard hooted and hollered, clamoring to get off and explore. Fellinor had become a den of thieves, so to speak - a place for people to hide, to become forgotten.

To become invisible.

Laws didn't exist here. The pirates had laid down some general rules, but Fellinor was out of jurisdiction for all known governments. It was, completely and utterly, a purgatory. An in-between.

In-between what, I wonder, I thought as I hung back from the exit. Was I ready to take this plunge? Nothing was waiting for me back in Eorzea, that's for sure.

Even less, Hingashi.

My heart throbbed a little at the thought of my old home. My master had betrayed me, my fellow students not believing the corruption at hand. I felt unseen, unheard, and unvalued.

Fellinor would only escalate those feelings, but at least no one knew me there.

"Where ya heading, lass?" a dockmaster asked me as I disembarked and stood on solid ground for the first time in days. Wobbly, I leaned on his arm a little, and he chuckled, patting my elbow. "It's a'ight, sweetheart. Them sea legs o' yers will grow with time."

"I need a place to lay low," I said to him gently as I stepped away from his touch. "I'm catching the first ship to Tulliyolal. I have my ticket."

"Aye, I don't need yer ticket, lass," the man snorted. "The Escapade leaves in two hours. That's the next ship to yer city. Until then, perhaps a drink? We have several spots for a good lunch - you can maybe pack on a pound or two - you're thinner than paper, ye are."

I ignored his comments about my body. It was nothing I hadn't already heard. I was a skinny, redheaded, green-eyed, freckled-bodied, tiny-footed mess of a woman, and I knew that about myself from a very young age.

"Just a sandwich would be nice," I said firmly.

"Help yerself!" he said with a smile, gesturing to a small wooden structure off the dock. "Head in there and ask for Yyelexi. She makes the best sandwiches in the whole of this island, she does."

I smiled at him, grateful for the advice, but I was still a little wobbly as I walked away, heading to get some sustenance.

The crowds were insane at the dock, but they dispersed nicely as I walked further away from them. The roads were made of gravel and mud - far cry from the civilized places I'd called home before.

Pack animals were abound with their owners, hauling goods from all corners of the world. This clearly had become a hive of pirate trade - stolen goods, most likely. I wrinkled my nose at the sight of it all.

The building the dockmaster had mentioned was in truth a small cafe. Small and intimate, but clearly not lacking in charm, it seemed to be an older building, and well-loved. Patrons littered both the outdoor picnic tables and the indoor low tables with cushions as chairs. A fire roared in a brick fireplace, despite the tropical heat outside. A couple waitresses walked around, tending to the customers, but only one person grabbed my attention and held it: the bartender, a woman.

In my 25 years of life, I had never seen a female bartender. I knew they existed of course - but I personally had never seen one before. And on a pirate island, where drunk and touchy men ran rampant...I could not imagine bartending anywhere, but especially on Fellinor.

"I was told I could find Yyelexi here?" I asked the woman as I approached her. Middle-aged, with eyes that were a piercing shade of gold, and garbed in the darkest clothes I had ever seen, she emitted a sort of prickly, yet calm, attitude that I myself had never been able to master.

"Well, you've found her," the bartender replied with a tiny smile curling her lip. "What can I do for you, girl?"

The nearest occupied stool was three stools away, so I sat down at the bar across from Yyelexi, smiling in relief. "Just a sandwich, please. I'm so famished."

Yyelexi smiled a little wider. "You say that like there is only one type of sandwich."

"Any sandwich will do," I chuckled, realizing that she was right. "I just got off the Witherwind. If I go a single day without hearing a grown man throw a temper tantrum, I just may die of joy."

Yyelexi let out a laugh at that, writing something on a piece of paper and handing it to one of the waitresses, who took it through large swinging doors, where I could only imagine is where the kitchen sat. "You've come to the wrong island for that, my dear," Yyelexi said. "I don't think I've gone a day without seeing an angry man in my six months here on the island."

"Only six months, and running a cafe?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Consider my curiosity piqued. Are you a pirate too?"

Yyelexi laughed. "While angry men may be easy to come by here," she replied gently as she cleaned a glass, "forthcoming women are far less so." She filled the glass with iced tea and raised her eyes to meet mine. "I'm sure you would say the same, would you not?" She slid the tea to me.

She was right yet again. I smiled a little at her, taking a sip of the tea. It was unsweetened - just the way I like it. Which seemed incredibly surprising, because only in Ul'dah did I come across people that liked unsweetened iced tea.

"It's not often that I am served unsweetened tea," I said, my eyebrows raised yet again as I looked at her. "Do you prefer it as well?"

"You have an Ul'dahn accent," Yyelexi said, cleaning the next glass and not looking at me. "Ul'dahn citizens hate sweetened tea. You tried to lose that accent with your time in Hingashi, but it's still quite audible."

I was officially surprised. "How did you know I lived in Hingashi?" I asked quietly, staring at her. "I'm not even Doman."

Yyelexi smiled a little wider. "That confused me, of course, but then I remembered that Hingan samurai went to Ul'dah to conscript orphan children into samurai. There were a few of them, if I recall. You must have been one of them."

All of that, simply from hearing my speech. "Impressive," I admitted, shocked.

Yyelexi continued, moving on to refill the drink of the patron a few stools down, and leaving me to my thoughts, until she returned, her golden eyes shining at me. "So what is a samurai doing here on Fellinor, hmm? And where is your weapon? I thought katanas were sacred to the samurai."

"It's my turn to ask a question," I said firmly. "What did you do before you came to Fellinor?" I tried with great difficulty to nail down her accent, but I was only getting hints of a Gridanian accent, and Gridanian could mean she was doing anything at all.

Yyelexi smiled. The waitress returned with a wooden platter upon which sat my sandwich: a large combination of tomatoes, lettuce, bacon, sauce, and onions piled onto toasted white bread. It looked absolutely delicious.

"Thank you, Talena," Yyelexi said to the waitress, and then went to make a refill for another patron. I found myself so interested in Yyelexi - being able to nail down a person's history like she had was simply a gift. I opened my mouth to try to get her attention again, but at that moment, the door swung open, and all heads turned as a group of three pirates headed to the bar. All men, with the middle one not much older than me and carrying himself like he owned the place. With bright blue eyes that glistened in the dim light, he looked around the cafe before spotting Yyelexi at the bar, and gestured to his companions. All three of them sat down near me.

"Captain," Yyelexi said to the blue-eyed man, her voice light. "I've told you numerous times, the Dark Horse is an institution that is better suited for your kind."

"We just want some sandwiches, Lex," the captain chuckled at her. "Help a fella out. We're starving."

Yyelexi snorted. "I'm not serving you rowdy things here. This is where the more civilized ten percent of Fellinor eats their lunch, and I'd prefer to keep it calm and peaceful."

"We'll be good," the captain said earnestly, and the other two pirates nodded. "We just want some sandwiches." His eyes traveled to mine. "Like that! Give us three of those."

"Let's see the coin upfront," Yyelexi demanded. "And don't pester that girl. She's been through enough."

The captain's eyes met mine. They were beautiful eyes, and I found myself lost in them momentarily while he smiled a little, holding eye contact and saying, "Yes, I can tell. She's too pretty to not have trauma." He piled coins onto the bar to prove to Yyelexi that he had the money for sandwiches.

Yyelexi sniffed disapprovingly, handing poor Talena another three slips of paper, and after the waitress went back to the kitchen, Yyelexi said to me, "Pay those boys no heed. Pirates are rough on the outside, but on the inside, they're just little children who found wooden sticks shaped like swords."

"You wound me, Lex," the captain sighed, and then offered his hand to me. "My name's Kyantis. Kyantis Dekar. I'm captain of, well, most of this island. I haven't seen you around these parts."

"That's because she just got here," Yyelexi said firmly to him, and then looked at me. "You don't have to talk to him, dear. He's not worth your time."

"Hurtful," Kyantis responded.

I took his hand and shook it, but said nothing to him, instead biting into my sandwich. It was the single most heavenly thing I had ever eaten in my life. Letting out an elated sigh, I sat back in my stool, admiring my situation: an unsweetened iced tea and a delicious sandwich. All my problems seemed to melt away, but for some reason, my legs still felt wobbly.

The soft, slow passage of time made it easy to feel relaxed. The ruckus of the general crowd could be sensed, but it seemed to be largely happy ruckus. Kyantis seemed immersed in conversation with his buddies, and while Yyelexi didn't talk to me much more after that, I felt comfortable around her, like she was willing to help me and protect me from hooligans like Kyantis.

Before I knew it, it was time to head back to the dock, for the Escapade would be setting sail for Tulliyolal within the hour. I set my coins on the bar, making sure to tip Yyelexi generously.

"Where do you think you're going?" Kyantis teased me, sitting up straighter. "This is the type of establishment you can stay for as long as you like!"

"Says you," Yyelexi snorted.

"I'm going to Tulliyolal," I replied to him. "My boat is docking and ready to set sail soon."

"Splendid!" Kyantis said, rising to his feet and shoveling a fistful of coins onto the bar for Yyelexi. "I shall join you."

At that, my lips wrinkled into disgust as I stared at him. "I don't need a traveling companion," I said firmly.

"Don't pay attention to him, dear," Yyelexi snorted. "He's got enough duties here. The second your boat is on the ocean, you'll be safe from his stupidity."

"Again, hurtful, and rather uncalled for," Kyantis said to her with furrowed eyes. He then turned to me. "I can escort you to the ship if you like. You're riding on the Escapade right? That ship is a great one."

I inhaled at that. "I guess an escort wouldn't be unappreciated," I muttered.

"We'll stay here," Kyantis's buddies said with a snort as the sandwiches arrived, and they dug in. Kyantis, on the other hand, took my elbow gently and steered me out of the establishment and towards the docks. People regarded him with a sense of respect, tipping their hats at him or calling him by rank.

He seems to have all the respect that a pirate could possibly earn, I decided. Which isn't a lot, but still.

"It's nice when we get new people who like to leave the docks and explore a little," Kyantis said to me with a smile. "Most people who are here temporarily simply stay on the docks, but you made Yyelexi smile, which is a FEAT, let me tell you."

"She was nice," I said with a smile. "I like her. She doesn't take shit from anybody."

"Yeah, she's a real one," Kyantis said with a smile. "For a second, honestly, I wondered if you were one of her students."

"Students?" I asked, but before Kyantis could answer that, we arrived at the Escapade, where I handed my ticket to the dockmaster I'd spoken to earlier.

And suddenly, much to my horror, I realized why my legs felt wobbly. A very familiar heaviness started pushing onto my brain as I stared up at the gangplank onto the ship. I began to walk onto it, trying desperately to get onto the ship.

It felt like my brain was becoming a liquid - it felt like my ears were trying to crawl inside of my skull.

It happened so quickly.

It always happens so quickly.

My blood sugar crashed, my heart sped up uncontrollably.

And I fainted, falling into the turquoise ocean below.

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goldie-s4 · 1 year ago

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~ Wild Soul ~

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Outdoor Set.

Boho themed!

Contains: ( Double lounge - 3 Poufs - 4 Cushions - Rug - Wall Art - Vase with plant - Vase without plant - Pampas plant)

12 New objects all meshed by me.

All Tested in game and Base game compatible.

HQ Textures

Custom Thumbnails

You can find the objects in game by typing (Goldie) or (Wild soul) in search.

NOTE!! I'm sorry but Some of the set objects are high poly because I made detailed macrames and boho features and that takes a lot of poly!

Download Link + More images under the cut.

Download Here! (Patreon)

I hope you enjoy using them! and please tag me in your posts when you use them in your builds! I'd love to see that! 🤍🤍

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doctorobrt · 2 years ago

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Hi there! Could you write something along the lines of AfabReader x William afton where he surprises her with jewelry she has always wanted? Thanks if you do!!-🪄

Yes yes yes of course I can, thank you for requesting, I didn't expect so many responses!

William Afton x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol.

It was a muggy day in 1978 Hurricane, Utah. The sun slipped through your fingers and pooled onto the streets. Pavements had become hot to the touch, and you were sure your shoes would melt to the concrete if you stood idle for too long.

Will had suggested spending the day on the high street; he encouraged you to join him to explore the new surroundings since moving there. He had left Michael, Elizabeth, and Evan in the care of Henry for the day, more than assured he was the perfect babysitter.

The quaint shops crowding the sides of the road invited customers in with open doors and decorated windows. It was only eleven in the morning by the time you had made your way through more than half of them. William had been browsing through children's clothes and accessories ready for summertime whilst you picked up cushions for the sofas, pots, and pans for the new stove, and silly hats to try on and laugh about in the store's mirror.

After purchasing a hefty amount of summer tops and bottoms and homely decorations, the pair of you opted to load the bags into the car before your arms dropped off. Loading them into the boot one after the other, you just about managed to squeeze them all in - except for a few sizable pillows on the back seats...

"Trust you to go shopping and buy half a house." William teased as you pushed all of your weight into slamming the trunk down, "Good thing the cars bloody big enough."

He leaned against the side of the cherry red Chevrolet with crossed arms and sleeves turned up, exposing the scars on his arms. It was definitely a sight to see. Assuring you that the healed injuries were completely pain-free, William had convinced you not to worry. It was always a question of concern, considering he would constantly tinker with intricate, and extremely hazardous, machinery, but you kept that concern to yourself for the time being.

"Sorry that I want a lovely-looking house!" You retorted as he shot back a smirk and pushed himself back onto his feet, "Want to grab some food?"

"Sounds good. I saw a café just up the road from here."

"Brilliant." Just up the road to Will meant a 15-minute walk, and for some superhuman reason, he wasn't feeling the sweltering heat. "Right let's go then."

During the stroll, you had peeked your heads into many different shops: shoemakers with extravagant heels for the most elegant of occasions, an outdoors and camping store full of enormous tents, a home-brewed liquor shop full of free samples and nestled beside the café, a fancy jeweller.

You gazed in through the window as intricately cut jewels lustred against the harsh sunlight pouring in through the glass. Resting upon a velvet mannequin sat a stunning golden necklace. Adorned with delicate diamond petals, it exuded elegance.

After taking a considerable amount of time to choose a whiskey, William finally caught up with you.

"We'll have to pop some ice into the freezer when we get home," He confidently displayed the bottle he had purchased, "Take a look at what I got for half price, love."

As you stepped back from the window, you felt a twinge of hesitancy. However, you couldn't ignore the wide grin plastered across his face, leaving you to raise an eyebrow with interest.

"How on earth did you get that for half price?" As you reached for the bottle, he quickly snatched it back and stuffed it into the bag, "Oi!"

"She just fancied me far too much to charge me full price." He jested, earning a questionable glare from you, "Part of the sales, love."

As he ushered you to move on, you couldn't help but keep an eye on the beautiful piece of jewellery that had previously caught your attention. William caught sight of your gaze and stole a look after you had moved on. After quickly glancing through the window, he strode into the café behind you.

The meal was excessively sweet. You had opted for an American breakfast classic - pancakes with bacon and syrup. It definitely filled the spot. On the other hand, Will had ordered a simple poached egg on toast with a bitter latte. It was past midday by the time you left, and the both of you were tired out from shopping for hours on end.

"Make your way back to the car, love." He urged whilst pulling out his wallet and tossing you the keys, "I'll pay for the food to save you some time."

After agreeing, you strolled your way back to the car. The seats were hot to the touch. You didn't dare sit down without placing a cushion beforehand. It had been just over fifteen minutes when Will came into view. His hair had fallen over his forehead and one of his sleeves had slipped down after carrying his bag full of alcohol for so long.

"Looking sexy there mate." You goaded whilst throwing open the driver's side door for him, "What took you so long? I've been roasting in here."

"Assuming you didn't lock yourself in," he said, sinking into the chair, "the doors do in fact open."

You scoffed, "Next time, I'll bloody drive home without you."

"Well then. Next time I won't be buying you a lovely present."

He enjoyed buying you presents, though he didn't do it often. He would always tell you he's rubbish at it because he's a man - you couldn't disagree with the fact he was an awful gift-giver.

Eagerly taking a large A3-shaped piece of card out, he handed it over.

"What the bloody hell am I holding?"

He wiggled his finger around and nodded his head, "Turn it around!"

As you flipped it over, you saw a piece of advertisement. On it was a woman styling the necklace you had spotted earlier. Thinking back, it was beside the necklace you saw in the shop. At least he tried?

"Oh, it's... lovely..?" Not quite sure how to go around this, you played along. William stifled a laugh as he watched you feigning gratitude. "Are you pulling my leg?"

He sneered and turned to take something else out of the bag. "You think too highly of me." Turning to pass you a pretty little case, "Course I am."

As you opened the petite box, a wide smile spread across your face. The necklace sat on top of a silk cushion inside. Without a second thought, you leapt towards him and hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"You knobhead. I genuinely thought you got me that piece of card."

He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek and pushed you back slightly, "Cor, didn't realise you'd love it this much. Maybe I need to buy you jewellery all the time."

You jabbed him in the side, "Well then it wouldn't be so special, Mister., I'm awful at buying presents because I'm a man."

Chuckling at your response, he revved the car up and drove half an hour over to Henry's house.

Greeting an exhausted pair of adults at the door, and after slithering your way past a bundle of napping children, you mouthed a silent thank you and made your way into the kitchen. William brewed a pot of tea as if it were his own home, he always mentions they can't make his tea right. As he did so, The Emilys asked about your day.

You showed them your new necklace, to which Henry told you, "In all the years I've known Will, I never knew he was capable of such a lovely gift." He winked playfully, eliciting a sigh from his friend.

By the time you made your leave, it was approaching four in the afternoon. You heaved little Evan up into your arms and William held onto Michael and Elizabeth's hands, you turned to wave goodbye and hand over some cash as thanks.

While your attention was elsewhere, Evan swiftly took hold of the necklace and snapped it in two. You were met with a look of shock from William, as his mouth slightly hung open.

"Have you got the receipt?" You asked, wide-eyed.

"I'll tell them it came like that."

A/N - Thank you for reading! I mentioned before that I was going to shorten my stories and I think this is the perfect length. This one was so cute to write. Literally wrote a Mr. Bean moment into this. I hope you enjoyed it, I got so many requests, and I'm trying to work through them, but I probably won't be able to get through them all. Thank you anyway though, I appreciate the help!

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