#EVERYONE GO FOLLOW MY GORGEOUS WIFEY

[luceracastro]

AMIRA MI VIDA ESTO ES UNO DE MIS NUEVOS FAVORITOS DE FRAN!!!! Una ternura!!!🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

When I think your writing can’t get much better it does!!! I love this little Drabble especially since I’ve been having the worst baby fever!!! This is so cute and I can so see Fran as a girl dad too weirdly! You’ve done it again mi amor thanks for another one of the best Fran Romero one shots my love !!!!!💘💘💘

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𐙚 𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑.

ೀ amira speaks! : based on a dream I had ♡ hope this isn’t too cringy, because I just cringed at myself the entire time I was writing this HAJDJS ˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : when your cousin leaves you her baby to take care of for a few days, your admiring husband can’t help but think how it would be if you had a baby of your own. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ word count : 1.3k

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : fluff, veeery slight suggestiveness at the end, but nothing too serious. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : (husband!)Francisco Romero x (wife!)Reader

“Aaaand this, is her favourite toy.”

Taking out a small, seemingly smiling teddy bear from her purse, your cousin playfully moved it in front of the babbling babygirl you currently held in your arms, before actually giving the plushie to the few months old baby. Your cousin is to be out of the country for a few days due to work, and both you and your husband Fran agreed that you would take care of her baby without a problem while she was away.

A smile creeped upon your lips, looking down at the girl tightly embracing the teddy bear. On the other hand, your husband stood by your side, caressing the baby’s soft little head tenderly. He wouldn’t say it, but it was already endearing to see you so keen in taking care of a baby. “Great, anything else we should keep in mind?” you inquired meekly.

The little to no experience you had with children and small babies in general brought a wave of anxiety to you, but you tried pushing those feelings away. Your cousin shook her head in response, she already seemed on quite a hurry. “That would be all for now. Just remember to give her tons of kisses and hugs for me while I’m away, yes?”

In response, a giggle spurred from your lips. Your cousin quickly wrapped a single arm around your body, giving you a brief yet grateful hug, which you immediatly returned before she pulled apart. “Bye, now. Remember you can send me a message for whatever you need.” you hummed at her, nodding eagerly.

“Bye, my little love! Mummy will be back home soon!” a last kiss was placed on the child’s forehead, making her giggle, before you finally waved goodbye to your cousin and wished her luck on her short work trip, and your husband closed the door behind of you.

As the main door to your apartment was closed, your gaze immediatly moved down to look at the babygirl you carried in your arms. Mindlessly walking towards the couch to sit, a wide grin quivered on your lips. The mere sight of such lovely baby smiling up at you and sticking out her little arms to you made your heart melt. Fran placed his hand on your back, caressing you softly, quietly staring as you interacted with the little babbling baby.

“I think the little babygirl already loves you, doesn’t she, mi vida?” gently, you sat down onto the couch, having him doing the same as he sat by your side. The tip of your index figer moved to playfully stroke her cheek, before she grabbed your finger with her small arm, offering you a near toothless smile. “You think so?” you answered, scoffing softly, as his arm was wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Your head rested on his shoulder, while your hand took the teddy bear from her arms, and used it to play a little bit with her. Fran placed a loving smooch on top of your head, before going back to admiring the way you very naturally played with the babygirl. His fingers went to softly caress the baby’s head with gentleness, smiling to himself.

“Of course I do! Look at how she’s smiling and throwing her little hands at you.” it was a sight that made his heart skip a beat. The single thought of you taking care of a child made him even more enamoured of you, if that was any more possible. “It seems as if you already know how to take care of a baby, and you always said otherwise.”

It was true. Often times you mentioned you were quite insecure of how your parenting skills would be, or that you didn’t know how you would care for a child properly— but the idea seemed less frightening now that, at least, you had the opportunity to care for one for a few days. It felt like the right dose of baby fever for both of you. You felt his lips being placed on your skin, smooching your cheek lovingly.

Gods, Fran had heart eyes for you.

Ever since you began dating, the Argentine fancied the idea of you carrying his child. Just how much of a sweet, loving mother you’d be— your baby would be just as precious as you were. The scenarios he made up every night about starting a family with you were heartwarming, a cause for him to weakly melt in love.

Perhaps it was too early back then, but not anymore. Everytime your husband tried bringing the topic into place, nervousness overwhelmed him— but now, seemed like the right moment to talk about it.

“I think you’d make an excellent mother, my love.” looking up at him, a faint rosy haze occupied your face at the thought of it. Just the sight of you playing with and cooing at a baby was endearing. Sheepishly, you were about to protest against his statement, but he knew you better. “And you can’t say no, don’t deny it. You would be a good mother.” his arm around your waist pulled you closer to him, focusing your attention on him now, as the little girl was distracted with the teddy bear.

You scoffed in response, briefly gazing down at the babe, before going back to stare at him. The insecurity of your parenting skills lingered inside you, but you couldn’t deny, that you quite fancied the idea of parenting a child along him— especially since, lately, your thoughts had been constantly wrapped around the idea of officially forming a family together. “I don’t know if I would be a good mother, I hope so, but you would be a very good and loving father for sure.” how sweet it was to see a crimson hue rising on his pale face at your comment.

Before an answer could escape from his lips, you continued. “You know, I’ve lately been thinking a lot about it...” you drifted off, moving your gaze to the little girl, the tip of your index finger caressed her soft, tiny hand. “About how it would be for us to be parents, I mean.” there, you stared up at him again, feeling his green eyes attentively look at you.

You noticed the way his lips fought back a wide smile from forming, his hand leisurely caressing your back lovingly. “I know,” he replied meekly. “I think about it all the time, I just don’t know how, and when, to bring up the subject.” grinning at him, your head was placed on his shoulder. Relief washed over him at the thought of you also thinking of having a child with him, knowing the feelings were reciprocated.

“Well, I think now it’s the appropiate time to talk about it, no?” you began, “I find myself quite fancying the idea of carrying your children, lately.” you teased lightly, noticing the rosy flush growing on his cheeks. He chuckled, before pressing his lips on top of your head adoringly to give you a small smooch.

“And I quite like the idea of you carrying my children, too.”

You were right— the right time to properly discuss it and plan on bringing a child of your own into the world was now. Keeping his eagerness to himself was a difficult task for Fran, the Argentine seemed almost like a happy puppy when you mentioned that you wanted to have children with him as well. The blonde haired leaned closer to you, placing a peck on your lips.

“Why don’t we talk about it more properly when we get to be alone together again?” you hummed in response as he whispered, dumbfoundedly smiling at him, exchanging a knowing look as you understood what he meant. The moment felt right, and it felt overwhelmingly satisfying— you could thrive in excitement.

You could only imagine just how precious it would be to see him with your child on his arms, helping you to take care of the baby. You nodded in agreement in response at his remark.

“Hmm, it seems about right. I can’t wait to be alone with you, my love.”

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[lheslie]

Taehoon with a very pretty drop dead gorgeous reader but she's also an influencer the cooking one makes bomb ass food most of the comments are how she's a wifey material or moms asking for her hand in marriage to their sons lol

Taehoon with a very pretty drop dead gorgeous reader.

Requested by: Anon!

Hope you like it!!!

He would be around you alot.

He would glare at everyone who looks at you and even dares to speak at you.

He loves to eat your food, He would be the one who eats and comments on your food.

He stopped eating food from the outside and start eating at your place.

He watches your live and gets jealous at the commentors who would try to get your attention that he learned how to turn of the comment section or ban people from the live. He would also fight in the comment section which makes you laugh.

And of course being a drop dead gorgeous person you would also get stalkers too. He makes sure none of them harms you.

He makes sure to be there with you whenever you go to a con he would be your personal body guard, and he would look at every gift that you receive from your followers.

And whenever he's live with you on newtube and he reads the comments he would make comments on the mothers who would ask her hand in marriage for their sons.

"She's clearly taken you blind hag"

"Ask her if she's single then I'm either kickin or banning you from here."

"Ask yer son if he can take a beating from me"

"Yer son ain't even on par with my pinky."

You would laugh whenever he gets this protective, you would find it cute and funny.

When he introduced you to hansu.

"You could do better." Hansu said.

"That's fuckin rude!" Taehoon said.

"I wasn't talking to you! I was talking to her! You could do better than Taehoon!!" Hansu said as you laughed.

Hansu would make sure that Taehoon treats you nicely and respect you.

Taehoon would get jealous and a bit insecure because many people keep telling him that why out of all people you chose him.

You made sure that he knows that you love him so much.

He would be with you whenever you film your Newtube videos and becomes a camera man for you. And in exchange you help him do his Taekwondo Newtube Videos.

[rewritingcanon]

do you have any headcanons about post-hogwarts scorbus? :)

oh DO i!!

scorpius gets a huge glow-up after hogwarts sometime around his mid twenties and everyone is shocked by it except albus (who always thought scorpius was drop dead gorgeous) and draco (who knew astoria’s model genes would kick in sooner or later)

i think most of nextgen would do better than their parents and not marry as mind bogglingly early as them. all except scorbus, who would probs marry each other at 19 or some ridiculous bs.

would have the weddings to end all weddings too. theres no “small intimate gathering” absolutely not, not with DRACO MALFOY being the grooms father 💀💀 its more fancy than the royals i swear its making headlines.

also albus would take on the malfoy name in my opinion. no hyphenation, just full integration

scorpius will be over at the potters house every second week just to suck up to all of them and win the favour of everyone especially ginny (because ginny is the alpha of the household). hes of the opinion that he cant ask albus to marry him unless everyone accepts him (they all do but scorpius doesn’t believe it for at least eight months).

he also tries to win rose’s favour but she pretends to not gaf just to fw him.

i always go back and forth between their careers, im never set on one. for scorpius i predominantly like the idea of him being a healer and going through the wizard-equivalent of med school because it just feels like something he would needlessly put himself through. i also like him doing a career he’s passionate about, like something to do with history, or working in a really obscure department of the ministry.

i fluctuate with albus’ career the MOST. i can see him working a desk job and hating it and being that guy whos disassociating staring at the clock on the wall waiting for his shift/workday to be over do he can go home and love all over his husband. i also see him quitting it all to go full house-husband/stay-at-home dad when he gets sick of it. but i think he’d like having a muggle career better than a wizard one.

albus does ALL the cooking. scorpius is BANNED from touching the kitchen because he burns everything (poor thing tries his best)

the only reason they didn’t move out immediately after graduating was because scorpius was scared to leave draco alone in the manor. so draco pretended to be sick of albus basically staying over at the manor every night to push scorpius to do what he wanted

i think scorpius and albus would move into a young-adultish flat/apartment when they first move in together, even though they can def afford a proper home 😭😭

they still literally follow each other everywhere. deadass cannot separate them.

ginny goes on solo holidays with the boys 😭😭💀💀💀

scorpius is an early waker and albus will sleep until 3pm if not roused. albus keeps wanting to wake up early to make scorpius breakfast in bed but alas hes not built for it…..

albus has to teach scorpius how to not be so ostentatious when buying things for their home or nursery or whatever. that boy has no idea how to save his money 💀

always go to family functions in matching accessories like ties or watches or socks or jewellery or SOMETHING. they just have to outdo all the other couples there smh.

also always wears matching pyjamas because they’re sickening

albus would be more passionate about following the tradition of naming their kids after stars/constellations than scorpius would be.

albus is very wifey material like he gives scorp the best massages after work, runs him hot baths, cooks and cleans, handles financials, spoils scorpius by buying him lots of things he likes (tbf scorpius is very easy to please), listens to his rants, so whenever scorpius feels hes not doing enough he’ll panic and buy out an entire cinema for a date night or something similarly corny 💀

albus gets the white streaks in his hair that make him a honorary malfoy

albus gets a pot belly when he’s older im so passionate about this

i also like the idea of scorpius needing to wear glasses when hes old too

lmk if you want more scorbus hcs i am always ready and willing to yap about scorbus

[misguidedasgardian]

The Dutiful (5)

5. Dutifully pregnant

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Summary: You aren’t as ready to start this next part of your marriage 

Pairing: Mob!Lloyd Hansen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: DARK, misogynistic behaviour, mob bussiness, age gap (Lloyd’s late thirties, reader is mid-twenties), mentions of death of a parent, pregnancy, thoughts about cheating, a little angst, fluff too, might miss some warnings. 

+18 MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 2,6 k

Notes: This is a mix! people asked me to write Jealous reader with Lloyd, and I mixed it up a bit

It finally happened! Lloyd was going to be so happy, or at least you hoped so

You had been feeling hellish lately, so after months of unprotected sex you kind of expected it, so when you took that test and it came back positive, you were almost relieved

You were pregnant

You had to tell Lloyd, so you asked Ari to drive you to the HQ of the family company where he worked and had his office. Once you reached the building everyone greeted you as you made your way towards his office on the last floor.

You walked in without even knocking, you thought this was way more important that anything that might be happening inside Lloyd’s office

But as soon as you saw the people inside it, you felt like it was, you felt like you interrupted. Lloyd´s secretary, a gorgeous voluptuous woman who wore her white blouse too tight and her pencil skirt too short was leaning over him, who was seated on his office chair as her tits were in his line of vision. She had clearly opened two extra buttons so Lloyd had to only lean in a little more to see her nipples

They looked at you like you were interrupting something, they weren’t even touching, but you knew there were going to, you recognized that look on your husband’s face

“Hey wifey” he greeted after clearing off his throat, she stood up from her leaning position and she kinda turned away from you to fix her shirt.

“Hey” your voice came out broken, and sad, as a tightening sensation got a hold on your chest, it was clear now, that he was cheating on you, or wanted to at least 

“You came to visit me pumpkin?” he asked, his demeanor playful and prideful like always, like you hadn't just now walk in on him starting at his secretary’s boobs like he was about to jump between them

“Ah yeah” you whispered, staying still on your spot. You held tighter on the positive test you had on your hand, but you hid it up the sleeve of the jacket you were wearing, not that he didn’t notice you were hiding something. “But I’m clearly interrupting” 

You left right then, not being able to look him in the face, not caring for his reaction, you just wanted to leave, this office, this tower. You couldn’t hide your whimper when you got into the elevator, and the last thing you saw before the door closed was his face, he had followed you to the lift but couldn’t catch you. 

You didn’t know if it was your ego, or your heart that got bruised. You didn’t think you loved Lloyd, but you did think you meant something to him, it had never crossed your mind that he would cheat on you, you thought these mafia guys had this special loyalty to them. So it was your ego, and you were so proud this hurt even more. You walked out of the building to find Ari talking to some of the guys. When he saw you he looked surprised, perhaps were the bitter tears that fell from your eyes

“What’s the matter?” he asked

“Take me home, now” you demanded, opening your own door and jumping on the car. Without another word, he got in the car and started it

“May I ask what happened?” Since Ari took you from your house to the office in the first place, he already knew what you were going to tell Lloyd, that you were expecting his first child.

“Did you all know?” you asked back, Ari looked at you through the rearview mirror, “Do you all know he cheats on me and take pleasure in my ignorance?” you asked then

“He doesn't” he said firmly, “He would never…” 

“Because I found him about to” you said mindlessly

“With who?” he asked, clearly surprised 

“That secretary, the one that could stop traffic with her gorgeous body” you mentioned

“She always is throwing herself at us, and to Lloyd, but I never thought he would take that…”

“She was my father’s secretary” you mentioned, “He fucked her too” 

“Did you catch him like… with his pants down?” he asked then, almost fearful. like he was also disappointed in the betrayal

“No” you answered truthfully, “He was staring down her cleavage like he was going to jump in it” you muttered, “I’m not an idiot… I recognize that look on his face…”

“I know for a fact he wouldn’t fuck her” he said firmly

“But he lets her throw herself at him like that” you accused

“Did you at least get to tell him?”

“I didn’t” you answered, “at least when I do he can finally leave me alone to go fuck whoever he pleases, since his job is going to be complete”

“Don’t talk like that, he loves you, and wouldn’t do that to you” 

“You know what? I don’t care” and just like that, Ari left you alone all the way back home. 

. . .

Tonight you had a fundraiser, an event the company held to make it look like you cared for saving the sharks while they deal drugs underneath the table

You remembered fondly how your father was sitting in his study while you strode in, 5 years old, telling him a gruesome story you saw at discovery channel, that the poor sharks were hunted for their fins, brutally maimed and then thrown back in the sea while they can’t swim and drown, so you gave him the perfect cover for the event, a fundraiser to save sharks

It did save the sharks, building a multimillion dollar sanctuary, but whatever.

You sat in front of your vanity to do your makeup, while glancing at the clock, you knew Lloyd was going to be home soon, so you wanted to be ready, not wanting to face him, not wanting to fight or argue, you just didn’t have the strength. You were going to play along.

Well, you did spend most of the morning puking and you felt like shit, your thrill for the fight was long gone

“You look beautiful sweetheart” you jumped when you heard Lloyd, who was leaning into the doorframe of the bathroom

“Thanks” you whispered turning your attention back to the mirror to try place the blending powder

“You ran off this morning” that teasing voice really just made you want to puke some more

“Well, Andy told me you had back to back meetings all morning so, I didn’t want to interrupt” you explain and the lie came out of your mouth so fast it amazed you

“Oh, well, we can skip this boring fundraiser if you want, want me to take you to dinner instead?”

“I want to go” you said firmly, “It meant a lot to me and to my father”

“Of course” he places his big hand on your naked shoulders and leaned in to kiss your temple, “What color is your dress?” he asked

“Beat you to it” you answered as you now were concentrating in the shade of your eyes, “Already pick 4 choices of tie that match, they are on your closet with your suit” He smiled wickedly in the reflection

“Aren’t you sweet?” he left you alone to go get dressed now, and you appreciated that he didn’t acknowledge the little scene in the office, you appreciated he didn’t want to kick you while you were down, perhaps he was appreciating that you didn’t make a scene, that you were compliant. You wanted to cry.

He was your husband!

Yours!

Perhaps it wasn’t your ego but your heart, perhaps you wanted him all to yourself

Perhaps you cared he was going to be the father of the baby that was growing inside of you. You both dressed in silence, and when you were ready you exited the room and walked together outside where the car was waiting for you. 

You were already inside the car when he grabbed your hand and took it towards his lap, he just left it there, without any dark intentions

“You left the office pretty quickly in the morning” he murmured casually

“I told you, Andy told me…”

“Bullshit” he chuckled, “You wanted to tell me something”

“No” you whispered, “I wanted to have lunch at Pissano’s, so I stopped by to see if you wanted to join me” 

“Are you having cravings, pumpkin?” he murmured cheekily

“No,” you muttered simply. You felt so petty, hiding this from him because you were angry and hurt, but it didn’t seem like the time

“You sure pumpkin?” he insisted, “is there nothing you want to tell me?” you found Ari’s look in the rearview mirror, thinking he might had betrayed you, but you shook your head

“I wanted to invite you to lunch” you said slowly, “But I walked in on you wanting to eat something else” you spitted out, and he froze were he sat, but then he just chuckled

“Is that why you are so grumpy with me?” 

“Leave me alone Lloyd” you felt like you were being cornered, or bullied, and you didn’t like it. He sighed in surrender, or boredom

“Whatever you think you saw, you didn’t”

“I saw enough” you snapped

“I’m not banging the secretary” he growled

“You know he used to fuck my dad too” you said bitterly. You heard him sigh loudly

“I’m not fucking her” he said clearly, but not raising his voice

“I don’t care Lloyd” you muttered

“Tell me what you wanted to tell me this morning” he demanded, leaning into you

“I have nothing to say”, you answered back, he looked at you intently, like he wanted to read into your own thoughts

“You sure darling?” his hot hand landed on your leg, causing your very skin to tingle. He wasn’t an idiot, you knew he might even have suspicions of what you might tell him. 

“We are here” saved by the arrival at the venue, you almost jumped out of the limo. The flashes of cameras and paparazzi hit you like a brick, you smiled shyly, waving a little and fixed your dress, you walked inside the venue leaving Lloyd behind you, not caring if he was following you or not. 

But you felt his hand on your lower back, helping you up the stairs of the natural history museum, and you smiled at all the people who were there to greet you, throwing questions at you, flashing their cameras at your face, but you were used to it.

The ball started without any complications, soon it was time for a heartfelt speech you had wrote, telling all the people gathered how much this event meant for you and for your father, and about the sanctuary you had built with the money gathered and how you planned on making it even bigger every year, accepting more species of sea animals, and Whale Sharks for the next season.

You look at your side in the midst of applause to look at Lloyd, but he was whispering with his secretary at his side, they seemed serious, like they were talking about work, you got distracted, but soon placed back on track to finish your speech

As soon as people started clapping, Lloyd realized the apparently boring speech was over, and clapped too 

You ignored him when he offered you his hand to get down from the podium, instead were congratulated by the scientists, veterinarians and other people on the board of your organization. 

but you occasionally looked his way, and he was with that blonde stuck to his side, even as he spoke to other people. 

He had pulled you out of any dealings with the company, you guessed he wanted to do the same with you and the organization as well, he was not in his element, you guessed he didn’t like that. And you got sad all of a sudden. You looked at the glass of champagne you held in your hand, you were not drinking it, you held it for image only. 

Is that how is was going to be

You hand went instinctively to your belly

Is this how it was going to be?

He told you he loved you, and yet he didn’t show it, he was talking to all the women he could find in the night

You were only an obligation, a part of the contract for him to inherit all of it, you were just part of his job. 

You could hide it any longer, you excused yourself and walked to the nearest bathroom, that luckily for you, was empty, and huge. You hid behind a wall on the other side, where there was eats, and a dressing table. 

You used your hand to stifle a moan

Perhaps it wasn’t just your ego, perhaps your heart was getting compromised.

You were all in with Lloyd, you had married him, you were pregnant by him, you didn’t want it to be just business, you wanted him by your side.

But he preferred the company of his secretary

He preferred the company of other women, perhaps that is why he made sure Ari was with you at all times, and he got so late to the house. 

“Pumpkin, you there?”, you gasped when you heard his voice, you quickly turned towards the mirror and wiped your tears expertly, not leaving signs in your make up

“I’ll be there shortly”, you said professionally, like you were talking to some unknown person

“Don’t give me that”, he mocked, turning the corner and finding you, “what is the matter?”, he asked, genuinely concerned 

“Its nothing”, you said, “I’m just tired”, he sighed, holding you, making you look at him

“Why are you crying?”, you couldn’t hide it from him

“Its nothing”, you dismissed it, but he wouldn’t let go

“I’m not banging the secretary”, he said, bored 

“Is not that”, you didn't even cared at this point, it could be the secretary, or it could be other hundred women

“Please honey”

“I’m pregnant”, you said, but he wasn’t surprised, he almost expected it, he chuckled

“And you didn’t want to tell me because…?”, he teased, you only looked down

“Lloyd, this is something else”, you told him, raising your eyes to look at him, “the games are over”

“What do you mean?”, he asked, looking concerned

“You are in or out, Lloyd”, you warned, and he frowned

“What do you mean…?”

“We are going to be parents”, you explained, “you are going to be a father, Lloyd”, you said seriously, “and this marriage, it seems like is a game to you”, a fresh badge of tears filled your eyes, “I get it, you married me because of the inheritance, but this is something else, we rather try to make this work like a real marriage, or you get out and we can co-parent, but I will give this baby the best household I can…”, and he interrupted you by kissing you gently.

He hugged you tightly against him, kissing you gently, with love, with passion 

When you separated, he was looking into your eyes with a devotion you had never seen before

“I’m all in baby”, he whispered against your lips, “you are giving me everything I ever wanted, I haven’t touched nobody else since we got hitched, and I promise I never will”, he sentenced, “I will kick that woman out, hell, I will kick every woman in the entire building if that is what you want”, he promised, you only nodded, “I did find it entertaining her throwing herself at me, and I did saw it as a game, but you are right”, he said, serious this time, no more games. 

“The games are over”, he said, clearly and plainly, “this is serious, this time, we have eight months until our little one is with us, and we need to work on this, to make it work”, you smiled brightly

“Really?”, you asked

“Anything you want”, he compromised, “I’m all in baby”

“All in”, you whispered as a prayer 

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[thoughtsbeewild]

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FOREVER THE CUTEST

MOST PERFECT ANGEL

OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH TO SELFIE WHORE FEMALE NEEDED YOUR ATTENTION, LETS FUCKING GO

BEAUTY

OMG HOTTIE

BB LIKE WHY THE FUCK DO STUPID INSTAGRAM YOUNG WOMEN AND WOMEN PUPPETS USE BB, LIKE USE THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD DUMBASS

SLAY BB, SLAY THAT MOTHERFUCKER BB, FUCKING STUPID RIGHT??

SUNS OUT GUNS OUT= STUPID GIRLS FLEXING LIKE MEN, GET OVER YOURSELF

YOUR ADORABLE, WITH STUPID EMOJI

LOVE THE VIBE, OMG

NORTHSTAR SHINING BRIGHT ON THIS

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR, CAUSE YOU ARE SMOKING HOT

OMG WIFEY

MY LOVER(ONLINE IG PUPPETS TALK),

LOVE YOU WITH HEART OR LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH TO GIRL TAKING ATTENTION SELFIE FOR A FUCKING LIKE, A HEART

YOU ARE SO PERFECT, GIRL OMG..INSERTS EMOJI

STUNNING WITH EMOJI HEART EYES

GORGEOUS

YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME, WITH FLAME EMOJI

YOU ARE PERFECTION

R U KIDDING ME? DROOL EMOJI, LIKE A DUMBASS

30. QUEEN

LOVE

FUCK IT UP

MY GIRL, MY NUMBER 1,

BADDIE

SO MUCH MORE MORON ATTENTION TALKING WITH THESE FUCKING INSTAGRAM FEMALES..WE MINUS WELL TALK LIKE AI ROBOTS SINCE THEY WILL RISE IN 20 YEARS ELIMINATING US HUMAN FOR WORK...

HOW DID WE COME INTO 2024 TALKING LIKE PUPPETS, LIKE CELEBRITY ELITES AS IF THESE WOMEN THINK THEY ARE BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE BY THIER FOLLOWERS, THIER LIKES, THIER COMMENTS, THIER STATUS?

ITS COMES DOWN TO BIDEN AMERICA AND THE CELEBRITY ELITES WHO BRAINWASH THIER MILLIONS OF FOLLOWERS TO WANTING TO BECOME LIKE THEM. THE HORROR THE MADDESS, WHERE ARE THE REAL OPINIONATED HUMANS TO SPEAK THE TRUTH OR WE BUILDING A WORLD OF LIKE MINDED PUPPETS SPEAKING THAT LOVE LANGUAGE? OMG PEOPLE .HELP US

WILL THE HUMAN RACE EXIST WHEN WE ARE NO LONGER ON PLANET EARTH? OR THIS HOW NEXT GENERATION WILL CONTINUE SPEAKING..OH GOD..

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Good morning my precious angel, I want to know 15,16,30 and 33 🩵😚

Good morning my gorgeous wifey who owns my whole heart 🥰🥰🥰

15. If you could make one rule that everyone had to follow, what rule would you make?

Just for everyone to mind their own damn business lol. I feel like things would be so much simpler if people weren't always so preoccupied with what someone else had going on as long as it's not hurting anybody. Like racism, homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, etc.

16. What are you addicted to?

I just answered this one here. But I feel like I should also tack on that I'm slightly addicted to Candy Crush. I've been playing for years and I'm over halfway through the game and I've spent so much money on this game. It's a problem lol

30. What gets you fired up?

Wholesome enthusiasm. Seeing other people excited feeds my own excitement.

33. What do you like most about your family?

I like how close-knit my immediate family is. We have our own sense of humor and inside jokes and things and we are locked in. No matter what, I know that I can lean on them for anything and everything.

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Birthday Sex | Huang Renjun

Pairing: Huang Renjun x Reader

Summary: Everyone knows that having sex is the best way to induce labour… Luckily you have Renjun to help you out.

Genre: Boyfriend!Renjun, pregnant!Y/n, domestic AU

Word Count: 0.7k

Warnings: Mentions of sex, he gets his d out ;0

"Have I told you that you look gorgeous today?" 

You perched on the sofa next to Renjun, smouldering at him. You leaned forwards to show off your red lacy bra under your top.    

Renjun looked up from his book, chuckling. A smile flickered over his lips as he saw your chest, though. 

"About a thousand times," he said.

“Not just gorgeous,” you purred, toying with a strand of his blonde hair. “But sexy, too. Your workouts were worth it, honey. Those biceps are perfection.” 

“Y/n,” Renjun warned. “My answer is still no.” 

“Oh, come on!” you whined, crossing your arms, as well as you could, given your baby bump. “I’m literally offering you sex! You’re my husband, you made a vow!” 

“I love you, wifey. You’re hot, sexy, wonderful… but my answer is no. What if I hurt the baby?”

“The doctor said sex is the best way to induce labour. Come on, Junnie, I’m three days overdue, I’m so sick of being pregnant!” 

“Ask me for anything else,” he said. “Foot rub. Bubble bath. Candle-lit dinner. I’m your man. But no sex.” 

“Fine,” you huffed. “If you won’t have sex with me, I’ll just call Haechan.” 

Renjun snapped his book shut. “You wouldn’t.” 

You stuck your tongue out at him. “I so would.”

Renjun saw the playful mischief in your eyes and relaxed. “You made vows too. You’re stuck with me, woman.” 

An idea popped into your head. 

You picked up a pencil from the coffee table, turned away from Renjun, and dropped it onto the floor. 

With an exaggerated flip of your hair, you called out. “Oh silly me! Guess I’ll have to bend down and pick it up.” 

After sneakily looking back to make sure Renjun’s eyes were on you (they were), you bent down, making sure Renjun had a good view of your ass. 

You heard Renjun’s breath hitch and smirked at your success. 

Except you hadn’t thought this through. Because your swollen baby bump meant you couldn’t pick the pencil up - you couldn’t even touch your toes anymore! 

You lost your footing and started to fall forwards… 

You gasped. 

Before you could hit the floor, Renjun’s strong hands pulled you up to safety. 

“Clumsy,” he said, kissing you on the lips.

“Did that at least turn you on?” you asked, cheeks warm.

Renjun smiled and mimed wiping his forehead. “Everything you do turns me on.” 

“Then why won’t you sleep with me?” you cried. You really needed this pregnancy to be over. 

Renjun sighed, deeply. “Fine,” he said. “Let’s have sex. I guess we should listen to what the doctor said...” 

Renjun walked off towards the bedroom. You mentally cheered as you followed him. 

“Let’s do this,” he said, pulling off his clothes.

Renjun stared intently as you lay on the bed and slid the straps of your top down your shoulders, revealing golden skin.  

You rested on your elbows, admiring the view of your handsome husband at the foot of the bed. You admired his tanned body rippling before you, muscled yet lean. Perfection. 

He pulled off his boxers, leaving him completely naked. 

“I’ll never get tired of seeing little Junnie,” you said, licking your lips. “Or should I say big Junnie?”

Renjun chuckled. He knelt down between your legs and pressed a kiss to your inner thigh.

Suddenly, you felt a gush in your underwear. But wetter, and much more liquid than usual. You gasped, hand flying to your belly. 

“I think my water just broke!” you cried.

Renjun’s eyes went wide. He stared between at your spread legs, a smirk appearing on his handsome face. 

“Wow, one look at my cock and you go into labour. I really am that good.” He patted himself on the back, smiling obnoxiously. 

“Renjun!” you cried.

Renjun looked down at your belly. Then it dawned on him. Oh shit. This was really happening. 

He hurriedly put his clothes back on and helped you sit up.

“It’s showtime, baby!” He cried. “We’re gonna be parents!” 

—

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Author Notes: this is an AU shamelessly inspired in 50 Shades of Grey. And dedicated to my lovely @tawus. Hope you enjoy this wifey ❤️ Also because I have a Daddy/Dom Gojo brain rot I must fulfill. And if you are reading this so do you lol. Reblogs and comments are the writers and fans love language ❤️ I will endeavor to make these series as detailed as possible. I feel there are a lot of details to explore and I would love to give you guys nothing but the best ;) yes, pun intended! Go check out the rest of my work.

1. (Mr. Gojo)

High heels clicked rhythmically against the lavish white marble floors in the reception of the Gojo Enterprises. A young woman with h/c hair, e/c eyes and a divine figure walked to the front desk. She had an important meeting to attend to.

Well… technically, your best friend had the meeting but since Ali was sick you had to cover for her and show up in her place to interview the infamous magnate, business shark and most desirable bachelor in Japan, the one and only Mr. Gojo Satoru.

The beautiful blonde at the reception looked like a super model, ugh… was everyone in this place required to be gorgeous to be hired or something? Luckily, she was nice and kind enough to show you the way to the meeting room but before you crossed the door a male voice came from behind you both. “Vana. Is that Miss Michael?” He asked referring to you; when the secretary nodded he gave you a quick look and added “I’ll see Miss Michael in my office Vana…” the secretary looked shocked but didn’t comment on her boss’ request. She merely asked you to follow her.

All you could see was the retreating tall frame of a very handsome and tall man with disheveled platinum hair wearing a tailored grey suit that you were certain costed more than what you made in a month.

The receptionist left after she gestured for you to walk through a set of tall black doors that seemed made out of onyx.

Inside, the office space of Gojo Satoru awaited. One of the ‘walls’ was a window that looked over the Metropoli landscape of Tokyo. The entire space was exquisitely decorated in black, grey and golden tones. It certainly reflected the personality of its owner. Powerful and intimidating.

“Please, Miss Michael take a seat” his silky smooth voice invited you in a polite manner while he took a seat behind his desk.

“Th… thank you Sir. But, I am afraid I am not Ali Michael. She could not make it to this meeting; she is sick as so she had to remain home. I am her room mate Y/N L/N; and I am here in her place to help with the interview” you explained as efficiently as your brain allowed.

Damn it! Get a hold of yourself girl! You admonished yourself mentally. You were nervous.

Mr. Gojo leaned forward on his desk taking you in like a predator would a prey. God! You swallowed when his crystalline orbs roamed over you. You had never seen eyes like those in your entire life.

Was he fully Japanese? It couldn’t be. He had some clearly asian features but those eyes, his hair and height resembled more the European type, maybe even Nordic?

He made you feel like a gazelle being targeted by a lion. “In that case, Miss L/N, allow me to welcome you properly. Welcome to Gojo Enterprises. Please proceed whenever you are ready”.

Shifting on your seat a little fidgety you opened the folder in your hands to read the questions Ali prepared for you to formulate.

Clearing your throat you looked for a pen in your bag but sadly you were out of luck. Too shy to ask the handsome man for one you chew on your lip while debating whether it was worth asking.

As if he was reading your thoughts he stood up from his seat, grabbed a pen from the neatly aligned row on his desk and handed it to you “th… thank you” you took the pen and waited for him to return to his seat but Gojo decided to remain right in front of you, leaning against his desk.

Clearing your throat you started “well… Mr. Gojo, you are the youngest, most successful business man in Japan.. to what do you o—-“

“To what do I owe my success? Really?” He cut you midway.

It irritated you a little so you merely nodded “that’s what says here sir, I am merely making the questions Ali prepared for you” it wasn’t your fault she chose to ask that!

His lips twitched slightly as if he wanted to smirk but decided against. His posture tensed slightly, you noticed how his right hand gripped tighter the edge of the desk where he was sitting.

After little consideration he finally replied “I am a people person… business is about individuals at the core. And I am very good at figuring out what motivates people in general” he explained. You nodded and continued “do you have any particular projects or investments in the horizon?”

Satoru sighed looking into your eyes for a little too long, not hiding one bit he found the questions bland and repetitive, but you held his glare without hesitation. “Yes, we are expanding our company to Russia. We expect to have the new Saint Petersburg branch up and running by the end of October”.

You made a couple more questions about his company, his managing style and some personal ones until he abruptly stopped you “Are there any questions you would like to ask me that are not on your paper?” The reaction shocked you but looking into his magnetic blue gaze you felt encouraged to go on “well… earlier you said you are very good at understanding people’s motivations… does that mean that you like to control them?” Arching a brow you openly decided to come with a not so nice question since he had been on your nerves for the past 30 minutes.

Before he answered someone knocked at the door, the secretary Vana announcing his next meeting with the financial department “clear my schedule for the afternoon” he demanded not even sparing a look to his assistant in favor of holding your gaze.

“Y..you don’t have to do that, if you are busy I can just lea..-“ you tried to excuse yourself.

“No, please. There is no need for you to leave, I would like to answer all of your questions” you just knew he wasn’t talking about the interview.

Once you were alone again he moved to sit on the chair right next to yours “I like… control. But, believe me when I say you would like it if I was in control Miss L/N” his shameless answer made you blush and bite your lower lip harder than before. Was he… trying to flirt with you? His reaction was immediate, leaning closer to you his eyes were focused on your lower lip still trapped between your teeth. You thought he was going to kiss you but instead he pulled back once again. “Since you had your chance to make your questions I would appreciate it if you could extend me the same courtesy.

“Sure” you answered a little uncertain about what he wanted to know. Satoru proceed right away “you say your room mate was the one who scheduled this interview…. So, what do you do?”

“I am a Political Science student, and I am about to finish my Major. Which is why I live with Ali, we both study at the same College” Satoru clung to your every word as if your common life was the most interesting thing in the world

“What are your plans after you graduate?” Asked Gojo again. “Well… Ali and I planned to relocate permanently to Tokyo, maybe find a different place while I apply for an internship in the Department of Foreign Affairs “ Satoru seemed impressed with your answer. Your shyness seemed to be an outer layer that hid a confident woman at the core.

“I see… Gojo Enterprises have a few foreign policy programs since we are a multinational. If you ever feel like it, you should send your application and I would make sure personally that you find a place in my… company”.

“Thank you, that is a very kind offer but I am looking forward to serve in the diplomatic service”. The man smirked, as if he was amused with your defiance.

Could it really be considered defiance? You just met the guy and he was already offering you a position in his company. It seemed a little premature in your opinion.

“Ok… well, thank you for your time Mr. Gojo-“

“Satoru” he corrected you “you may address me as Satoru, Miss L/N”

“In that case, you may call me Y/N” his grin almost made you trip. It was so youthful and mischievous. Like a playful young boy instead of the business shark you had faced minutes ago.

“It was my pleasure Y/N..” he walked you out of his office and all the way to the elevator. It was as if he was waiting to do or say something but didn’t know how to approach it.

“See you soon Y/N” he said with a grin as if he knew for sure you would be seeing each other again.

“Goodbye, Satoru” was the last thing you said before the elevator’s doors closed.

The whole experience had been surreal. As soon as you walked out of the building you felt your heart racing, what the fuck was that? Gojo Satoru was a very… intense man.

-

“Soooooooo! How was it!?” The cute brunette sitting on the couch of your apartment asked with a stuffy nose.

“Well… it went…” you said uncertain of how to answer as you took a seat next to her.

“Pfffft! Don’t give me that shit Y/N! Tell me all the details! Give it to me straight! Was he as hot as he looks on the magazines?”

You chuckled “yes, well… he is very handsome. That’s undeniable, he is also very polite and professional!” Ali rolled her eyes “you are such a prude Y/N! “ laughing you threw a pillow at her. “He answered all your questions.”

“All of them?” Your best friend asked with a grin. You sighed “yes! All of them! And no, he is not gay! At least he said so” the brunette cackled.

“Alright! You are still sick and I am tired! I’m going to take a shower and go to bed! I have to get to work early in the morning” you announced before retiring for the evening.

-

1 week later

“Thank you Kinomoto-San! Have a wonderful day!” You said with a big smile as you held the door of the bookstore open for an old man to walk out with a book in his hands. “Thank you my dear! You too!” He answered in an affable voice.

Turning around you returned to the counter, there was supposed to be a shipment of books coming in today anytime. You had to be ready to received them and place them in the storage so you could catalogue and bar code them before they went on the shelves.

The bell at the door rang announcing a new customer “I’ll be with you in a moment!” You said without even noticing who entered the store.

Walking from behind a self with a couple of tomes in your arms you gasped and dropped them on the floor.

In front of you was none other than Gojo Satoru dressed in casual wear which consisted on a pair of black fitted jeans, a grey turtle neck sweater and pair of black round sunglasses.

“Miss L/N, I didn’t know you worked here…” the man commented casually while hurrying to help you pick up the books you dropped. With a blush you accepted his help “uh… yeah this is a part time job to help pay for rent and whatnot.”

After setting the books on a shelf you asked “how can I help you today?” Your question made Satoru smirk “I have a list of books I would like to purchase. I am doing some research” you nodded “of course, do you know either the title or the author?” Out of his pocket he picked a piece of paper and handed it to you.

For the briefest moment you thought it was a joke but his expression didn’t betray his intentions.

“I.. uh… y… yeah, I believe we have some of them”. Was he… for real?… the titles were along the lines of: ‘Deconstructing Kama-Sutra’, ‘The Road to Nirvana: finding pleasure activating your chakras’, and the most scandalous one ‘Diaries of a Dominant, my story as the Master’.

What in the fuck was this guy into? You didn’t question his reading preferences and merely limited yourself to search for the books in your database. Turns out you had two out of three.

“We have the first two titles but I am afraid we don’t have the third one” Satoru smiled “that is alright, I believe I can occupy myself with the first two for now” with a blush covering your cheeks you went to get his books and handed those to him.

When you gave them to Satoru he took advantage of his height to crowd your space with his imposing 6’4 of pure male perfection “thank you… have you ever read any of these?” Asked the white haired man in a teasing tone.

“No!” You quipped quickly “I am afraid my tastes in literature are dramatically different from yours” focusing your eyes on cashing him out you heard his chuckle once again.

“And what do you read?” He asked.

Oh he was in it for a surprise.

Deciding to mess with him you picked a book that you had to catalogue, it read ‘True Crime: Female Serial Killers’. Holding it up for him to see you felt victorious at his reaction. His eyes almost bulged out of his handsome face “well… remind me not to piss you off… least they find me in pieces in a dumpster” you laughed making him smirk in exchange.

“Oh don’t worry… if I was to kill someone you wouldn’t be the kind of prey I would choose” you grinned evilly. If that didn’t scare him off you would give the man a damn trophy.

“And what kind of prey would you choose?” He asked now fully interested in your answer. His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose letting you make eye contact with those impossibly blue eyes.

The temptation was too great “a big one… one that believes himself to be the hunter when in truth… he is the prey” Satoru was speechless.

But instead of backing off he proposed “come have a coffee with me” was he freaking crazy? You made yourself sound purely psychotic just to scare him off and instead he wanted to have a coffee date with you?

“Excuse me?” You questioned baffled making Satoru chuckle “come have a coffee with me, when you are done with work. I will pick you. Y/N, I would like to get to know you better”.

You accepted his offer and he confirmed he would pick you up a 7pm when you shift was over.

-

As promised Satoru was there at 7pm sharp to pick you up in a black Audi Q7, he got out of the driver’s side and went to hold the door open for you “thank you” you got in the car “so… where are we going?” You didn’t think Gojo Satoru was a man to go into a Starbucks for coffee but… weirdest things have happened “it’s a surprise” the handsome driver replied “I promise you will like it” he assured you.

The drive was short. Satoru parked in front of a tall building, it looked so fancy and refined. As you walked through the doors the host received Satoru with a smile “Good Evening Monsieur Gojo and welcome” he turned to you and bowed to you as well “Good evening Mademoiselle, please follow me. Your spot is ready” the garçon took you to a table by the window overlooking Mount Fuji.

“This can hardly be considered going for coffee” you accused feeling slightly intimidated. You were not precisely dressed for a five star restaurant diner. But then again neither was Satoru “no, I suppose it doesn’t but it’s late and you have to eat too” was his smart ass comment.

When the waitress came to take your order Satoru was quick to order for the both of you. What…. In the hell? You were surprised at how high handed he was! But decided not to be rude and just roll with it for now.

“So… what do you want to know about me” you preferred to start the conversation after you both were served a glass of red wine.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” Ever so straight to the point Gojo asked looking at you intently making you chuckle “if I had one do you think I would be here with you?” You sassed him making Satoru tense, but it was not anger that coursed through his veins but the pure unadulterated desire to bend you over that table and give you a lesson.

“Answer the question” he requested rather tense. You sighed and shook your head “no, I don’t. Don’t have time for none of that” you had a scholarship to keep, a job to maintain and a career to start; besides… relationships were something too messy for you to want to deal with at the moment.

“I see…” added the white haired man once again watching you intently, it was crazy how his eyes could have such a strong effect on you. You bit your lower lip trying to relieve the tension.

Satoru’s body was like a spring when he shoot forward to hold your chin tenderly between his thumb and his index “you know… I am dying to bite that lip too” he was so close you could feel his breathe brushing your lips. But before either of you made another movement the waitress showed up with your food.

You both separated but your eyes remained glued to one another.

After a diner loaded with sexual tension Satoru requested “come with me… I have something I want you to see…” you nodded and agreed.

Gojo was a man who loved his cars and the speed because he drove that Audi as if he had stolen it. It was thrilling, the rush of adrenaline and the lingering desire only served to charge the atmosphere with anticipation.

Satoru’s mansion in the outskirts of Tokyo was undoubtedly the most decadent, beautiful and remarkable structure you have ever been to.

“There are a few things I want you to know before we go any further” explained the platinum haired Adonis standing before you. You nodded compliantly but he stopped, looking at you as if there was an internal battle he was fighting “fuck the paperwork” he mumbled before he crushed his lips against yours. His hand grabbing a fistful of your hair to then pick you up so he could kiss you easily without grouching. Your tongues met and his flavor overwhelmed your brain. He tasted like freedom, passion and danger. All in one. By the time you both separated you finally realized he had pushed you against a wall and now you were trapped between his strong body and a hard place; both of you breathing heavily trying to gain some semblance of composure.

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holy hell, gamers, i finally reached one whole thousand followers! how bonkers is that! when i first made this blog in december 2018, i was just trying to start over in a new fandom. ive been active on tumblr for a looong time (since i was like 11, which is. not great, but we wont get into that). i cant remember quite why i decided to remake, but i never imagined getting a higher following than i did before, but i did! 1000 followers is bonkers, i’ve never had a thousand of anything! i seriously cant thank each and every one of you enough, whether you followed me for 911 or for mcyt or for whatever!

now, since ive reached this absolutely bonkers milestone, im feeling particularly sappy! so under the cut, i have some friends and mutuals tagged who are super great n who are always an absolute pleasure to see on my dash! <3 again, thank you all so much! (ps, if we’re mutuals and i didnt tag u in this, that doesnt mean i dont love and appreciate you!! i mostly am just picking people to tag based off how often i see them on my dash! i love all of u so much <3)

♡ 911 FRIENDS ♡

(aka the ogs, aka the fire fam)

♡ @lovelessmotel ♡ emily!! god, where do i even begin with how much i love and adore you!! i know youre one of my big sisters, but wow i am so proud of how much youve discovered yourself since we’ve met!! like wow, look at this epic, gorgeous person whos one of MY close friends! im so lucky to be friends with you! thank you so much for being my friend, i appreciate you and all the sisterly advice you’ve given me more than i can ever put into words!

♡ @eddiediaz-buckley ♡ sav!! mom!! i love u so unbelievably much!! i am so unbelievably grateful for you and everything youve done for me! all the advice youve given me and all the times youve let me vent to you have been so important to me and i cannot thank you enough for all that. im soso appreciative of you and im so glad that i have someone as amazing as you as my mom/big sister (we’ll never really figure out our fams family dynamics, will we?) (ps, whenever i go outside and have my keys with me, its always so comforting to feel the keychain you got me! its like my moms with me everywhere i go!)

♡ @liesoverthec ♡ bonbonbonbon!!! i love you so much, you wouldnt BELIEVE how much i love you!!! im so glad we met bc you are so unbelievably kind!! there is a very good reason a nickname for u is bonbon bc you are just as sweet as candy!! maybe even more so!! i love having you as one of my big sisters, you give such wonderful advice and talking to you always makes me feel a million times better!! i love you and i am soso glad i get to call you my friend!

♡ @marauder-girl ♡ sabsabsab!! i love u so much, u funky lil future lawyer!! im so proud of u and i can hardly believe ur gonna be my Lawyer big sister!!! thats so awesome!! i cant believe such a rad person is one of MY friends!! how lucky am i!! i love having you as one of my big sisters, youre so kind and funny and talented and your advice has always been so helpful to me too! thank you so much for being my friend and for always being there for me!!

♡ @nighting-gale17 ♡ cait, my love, my wifey!!! wowowow i love u so much!!! im so glad we’re friends, you are so unbelievably lovely!! youre also so unbelievably talented like??? hey queen wanna hand some of ur writing ability over to the unfortunate (like me). i’m so glad we’re friends, youre so sweet and even tho we dont talk as much as we used to, i still have SO much love for you in my heart

♡ @africaneuropean ♡ rae, my father!! i love u so much!! i know we havent talked at all in. who knows how long. but i still have so much love for u in my heart!! you are so iconic and cool and funny, im so glad i met you n became friends with you!! ur one of the coolest people i know, i hope i can be as cool and mysterious and wonderful as you one day

♡ @evaneddie ♡ DHYL!!! dhyl pickle i love u so much!!! whenever u pop into my inbox with random nice messages, every part of me lights up!!! u are so kind to me and for what!! i miss talking to u as much as we used to, you are so sweet and you are such a good friend!! i love u n im SO proud of how far youve come with gif making, i still remember when u first started n youve gotten SO amazing at gifs lately!! i love u soso much n im so glad we’re friends, youre so awesome!!!

♡ @basil-the-writer ♡ des!!! i love u so much!!! i know we’ve never rly talked all that much but im glad we have interacted in the ways that we have!! u are so sweet n so talented!! like the fact that u have the patience for those lil video edits u do?? that is so cool!! all ur edits are so cool, i cannot imagine being able to make stuff like that without dying every single time. u are so cool n i love being able to call u my friend!!

♡ GRIFF ♡

(aka griff)

♡ @yawnralphio ♡ u get ur own section bc u are my only 911 friend who isnt an og, but thats ok bc u are so swaggy!! i love being friends with u griff, u are so cool and funny and i am so glad that u still want to be friends with me despite all of the horrifying things u’ve learned about mcyt from me jdhfajkdhfa. i love u so much n i am so excited to get to know u more n get closer to u!!

♡ FRUITBLR ♡

(aka mcyt friends)

♡ @fear-epidemic ♡ atlas u are so swaggy and funny!! tumblr funny man!! im so glad we’re mutuals, i love u a whole lot. that one time u me n wilby played bed wars together was so fun even if we’re really bad! n that one time we played on the fruitblr server while on vc was so fun, i loved talking to u n playing with u so much, we gotta do that again sometime. i love u so much chapin n im so glad we’re friends!!

♡ @netheritedream ♡ hari my beloved... i love u so much. like literally so much that its really embarassing. i am so glad u tagged me in that one follow forever post n put the offer on the table to let me join the server. i love being ur dumb lil husband!!! jus like actual fundy, i would risk it all to watch treasure planet with u. i love u sososo much, i wish i could live closer to u so i could actually talk to u more often </333 im going through severe withdrawal, pray for me. im gonna stop talking for now bc if i kept going on, this post would be several miles along n nobody has time for that </3 just know that i love u so much and i love having matching icons n i love being ur husband, i love u so much

♡ @sootswilbur ♡ tommy... i care you so much. little bromther!!! im sososo glad we’re friends bc u are so kind to me all the time n u are so easy to talk to!! ur also so talented, ur writing n ur gifs are so amazing n im so proud of all the awesome stuff u make!! seeing u experiment more with ur gif sets n trying new things is so awesome n inspiring and i love seeing ur experiments work out!! i love u soso much n im so happy to be ur big brother!! (or one of them at least)

♡ @fruitbur ♡ virgil my Other beloved... i love u so much!! u are one of the kindest people ive ever met n im so glad i met u!! i know ive already told u this before but ur tagging system is so sweet n i love seeing u reblog my posts bc im like “yay alastair is gonna tell me that he loves me in the tags :D” i also lovelovelove ur theme, i love the soft pink and the lil aesthetic board that u have pinned, its so nice to look at!!! ily sososo much <333

♡ @theartofmining ♡ hey fruit ily. like genuinely, u are so unbelievably funny that u make my ribs hurt so much. i know we’re like never rly that serious but i love u so much. as much as i joke about hating u, i really am glad we’re friends n i really look forward to becoming better friends with u. i love u a whole lot rain, i love seeing u on my dash bc ur full of good takes n funny posts

♡ @sapnaplive ♡ dream.... bonks our foreheads together... i care u so much. my other half!!! i love u with my whole little heart. u are soso cool and im so lucky to be able to call u my friend!! ur themes are always so cool, i wish i could be half as cool as them!!! ur art is also so epic like??? u are a triple threat: good at art, tumblr themes, AND minecraft building. and ur also so kind!!! u are one of the sweetest people i know, i love u so much and im so glad im friends with u!!

♡ @dreams-little-kitten ♡ corn u are so weird and i mean that in the kindest way possible. u are so cryptic n i love that so much about u. ur like the wilbur to my philza sometimes and i think thats so awesome. that one time u came into my inbox to talk shit about that one cuphead boss was so funny and absurd, i loved that so much. i love You so much. i love how ur just so effortlessly funny, n im so glad i can be friends with u

♡ @dreamsmp ♡  JEL!!!! i love u so much holy cow. u are so sweet!! all the time!!! ur also so talented, ur gifs always look so good!!! i love being friends with u, ur always so nice to me n u always leave rly nice tags when u reblog my gif sets that make me so happy!!! i think about that one time u rbed my fundy gif set n said “FUNDY GIFS” and “GIFS BY FUNDY” it made me so happy!!! i love u a whole lot, im so glad we’re friends :)

♡ @leaguelol ♡ damien!! i love u so much u funky little cryptid!! i love when u pop into the gc just to share cryptic thoughts, u are so strange but i think thats so cool of u!!! i honestly see u kinda like a lil sibling, im always so proud of u when i see ur art on my dash!! u are so talented at art!! i love u so much n i love being ur friend, ur rly sweet n i love seeing u on my dash and in the gc!!

♡ @its5undy ♡ idk why im putting u on this, ur my mortal enemy. jkjk, i actually love u a lot clay! i love joking around with u, ur so funny and for what. im so glad u joined the gc bc i love talking to you so much!! i still love that one time u reblogged that fwt gif set n tagged me in it moments after I reblogged it. i love that u thought about me, that rly warms my heart! i love being friends with u sososo much

♡ @cavalreee ♡ oh hey, another great big fruit!! i dont think we talk all that often, which is a shame, bc ur so sweet!! and also so fucking funny, why is everyone in this friend group so fucking funny, its not fair. i love seeing u on my dash talking with ur other friends, u always have the funniest convos ever. also? ur desktop theme is SO epic, it threw me off the first time i saw it but its so swaggy, just like u!! i love u soso much azzie, n i hope we can talk more in the future bc ur so cool

♡ @technosoot ♡ i love u even tho ur a br*t /j /j /j. jannat u are so unbelievably sweet. im so glad u joined the gc bc u are such a kind presence both in there and on my dash! u radiate very Warm, Friend energy. ur friend shaped. i love u so much n i love being friends with u!! im very eager to become closer friends with u bc u seem like a really amazing friend to have

♡ @sortasortaspicy ♡ les where are u in the gc i miss u </3 i love u so much, u fit in so well from the very beginning n brought so much more fun and laughter into the gc. i dont know u all that well n i dont think we’ve talked one on one like. at all. but id love to get closer to u bc ur so rad and ur so sweet!!

♡ EPIC PEOPLE  ♡

(aka mutuals who are so cool n id love to be friends with u pls talk to me)

@eurytherm ♡ @vampkings ♡ @weelbur ♡ @wilburtheesoot ♡ @quackityskarl ♡ @wimblrscoot ♡ @technofarmer ♡ @wooteena ♡ @bloodforblood ♡ @smpsapnap ♡ @literallynotfound ♡ @hearty-an0n ♡ @enderanboo ♡ @springbonniecpu ♡ @pandascanpvp ♡ @tommylnnits ♡ @strawberrygogy ♡ @timedeo ♡ @nymika-arts ♡ @h-isforhome ♡ @eboykarl ♡ @joe-alkaysani ♡ @betwecouldmakesome ♡ @squirrelstone ♡ @maddieandchimney

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The Gift - Small Might x Fem!Reader (Happy belated birthday)

Synopsis: Yagi frequents a coffee shop and falls in love, but there’s something beneath the surface of y/n.

Genre: Fluffy smut. I don’t write fluff so this was an experience.

an: I am extremely late posting this but happy belated birthday, Yagi. I would like to thank @evaesis​ for the request! This is the first time I’ve ever written for Small Might and it was a challenge! Thank you @heyybrittannia for your read through and kind words, and my wifey @joyousandverywarlike for beta reading even though you were on your last brain cell, i love you.

Warnings: Although none of my usual kinks are in here, I gotta tell you: unprotected sex, creampie, a bit of blood from his cough, catching feelings.

THE GIFT

It was Yagi’s favourite coffee shop: quiet, sandwiched between a bookstore and a flower-shop, small and cozy. In there, no one cared who he was, or used to be. He loved the smell of the gardenias mixing with the dark roast of his black coffee, no sugar, as he sat on a high top stool near the door, right in front of the window. He could watch passersby like this, imagine their daily routines, but also withdraw from his own day-to-day life.

Whenever the little bell above the door would ring, he’d pull out of his thoughts, to glance up. The other reason why it was his favourite was because it was the one you would frequent. Yagi’s always noticed you, working away on your laptop or reading a book in the corner of the cafe, a different one each week. Today, however, when the bell rang and you strolled in, you were empty handed. You walked right up to the cashier to order the seasonal special. Yagi’s deep, sunken eyes followed your figure, head turned slightly and chin resting on his palm. He could hear the bells in your voice make pleasant conversation with the person behind the counter; your laughter filled the air with music.

He snapped back to the front when he heard you say your ‘thank you, see you later,’ and walk back to the door. He expected you to leave and continue on with your day. He did not expect you to place a hand on the empty stool next to him.

“Do you mind if I sit here?” you asked, eyes closing with your smile. Yagi felt flustered, a slight blush tinged his cheeks at the thought of sitting so close to someone he only admired from afar. He shook his head, grateful that his blonde hair covered most of his face.

“Thanks!” There it was again, the sound of a bell as you sat down and enjoyed your drink, wordlessly staring out the window next to the ex Pro Hero.

He wanted to talk to you, to ask you on a date, somewhere a little dressier than a coffee shop. However, before he could muster up enough courage to do so, you closed the lid of your reusable mug and threw it in a tote bag.

“Well, see you around,” you said, before stepping around him and pulling open the door, leaving with his heart at the same time.

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The keys to Yagi’s apartment jingled in his door. It was already unlocked. His chest tightened, yet he steeled himself. Although basically quirkless, he was still a Hero. He pushed the door open slowly, allowing the soft light of the hallway to trickle into the room. With a single step in, the lights flashed on, faces and bodies jumped out from everywhere, all at once.

“SURPRISE! Happy Birthday!” A chorus of voices shouted as Yagi looked at his work colleagues and close friends. His heart raced a million beats per second, blood pumping in his ears, a cough tickling in his chest. He was touched, but also deeply annoyed at the intrusion when all he wanted to do was have a quiet night in with no one but the TV and a bottle of 1792 Bourbon to keep him company.

“Thanks everyone.” His voice was lost amongst the party chatter that started as he walked through the room, shaking hands. He made his way to his bedroom to quickly change into fresh clothes: a simple button up and slacks that hung loosely on his haggard figure.

A few drinks into the party, the tension he felt when he first walked in disappeared. He slung an arm around the sound hero known as Present Mic. Sober him would never have even considered doing that, despite how close they were.

“Hizashi, did we really have to make this a big deal?” he groaned, a cough suppressed as he looked around the decorated room, taking a large sip of his whiskey on the rocks. It burnt the back of his throat, numbing the tickle.

“Of course, man! It’s not everyday you turn thirty-seven!” Yamada’s voice was loud and grating, made slightly more tolerable by the alcohol coursing through Yagi’s veins, yet he sighed, content with the company.

It wasn’t a very large party, just a few of his closest friends were invited; Aizawa, Nemuri, Vlad and Ectoplasm. Strangely enough, none of his old students were there. He was in the middle of this thought when Hizashi pulled away from the loose grip on his shoulders to answer the doorbell, almost letting Yagi to fall to the floor without the sudden pillar of support.

It all happened so fast. One second he was leaning against his friend, the next, a chair was dragged beneath him so that his knees buckled and he fell back with a grunt. The cough he was biting down all night broke free and he covered his mouth, catching most of the blood droplets with the palm of his hand.

“What’s happening?” he managed to say as he wiped his hand on his black pants, trying to peer past the overbearing presenter and see who is at the door. He almost felt his other lung give out as he stared at the figure. He recognised you instantly, but none of the women behind you. You were every bit as confident as when he saw you earlier that day, but instead of a sweet smile on your lips, it was flirtatious and catty.

“Alright! Where’s the birthday boy?” you called out, eyes scanning the room to lock with the bright blue one’s staring at you, through you.

You faltered slightly, pulse quickening as you saw the cute guy from earlier. Out of everyone you could’ve danced for tonight, why did it have to be him? You had planned on asking him out this afternoon, having worked up the courage to finally sit next to him instead of sneaking peeks over the various books you brought to hide your gaze. Now, he would find out you were a burlesque dancer.

“Over here, ladies!” Nemuri sang, her voice called out to your group of girls that filled the living room. As they set up the music, you stood at formation, ready to begin the routine.

Your heart raced with more than performative adrenaline. Yagi’s eyes never left your body. Although all your friends were just as gorgeous, it seemed like they did not exist to him. As layers of clothing peeled away to reveal the sparkling costume beneath, loud whoops echoed through the apartment along with claps and hollers. It was tasteful, artistic, you were a professional, after all. The dance ended too soon, and with too many layers still on for the men in the room’s liking. However, as respectful heroes, they thanked you for your time and you left, taking one last look over your shoulder to see Yagi’s eyes still following your every movement. You couldn’t help but smile as the door closed behind you. Maybe you still had a chance the next time you bumped into him.

Yagi was unsure if it was the alcohol in his system, or the lust that coursed through his veins, but seeing you tonight, not nude, but neither fully dressed, snapped something in him. It was the push he was waiting for to make his move. He ignored the practical dronings of Aizawa and lurched out of his chair, sprinting to the door to catch you before you left the building.

“Hey!” he called, voice echoing in the empty lobby of the apartment block. You looked back, the group you were with pausing as well, but when they saw who it was, smiled coyly and bumped you with their elbows, whispering that they’ll be outside.

Yagi was out of breath when he reached you, stopping a metre short, breathing heavily.

“Hi.” He didn’t know what to say now that you were once again in front of him.

“Hello,” that voice of yours, back to being a melody that made his stomach flip. “Is something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh! Uh, no, it’s just,” Yagi trailed off, raising a hand to scratch the back of his neck, blonde hair standing up with the movement, “we’ve met before right? At the coffee shop.”

You couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your lips. Although embarrassing, he had recognized you, remembered you.

“Yeah! That’s right, I sat next to you today.” There was an awkward silence that stretched over the both of you as you thought of the next thing to say.

“Would you like to go have a coffee with me sometime?” he asked first. You couldn’t believe he asked you the question you wanted to this afternoon.

“I’d love to.” you gave him your phone number. He read your name, the sound of it like heaven from his lips and you wanted to hear it one more time.

It was close to midnight when Yagi called you, the party was already over. You waited three rings before answering and when you did, he wasted no time planning to see you the next day.

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You were running late, not even bothering with a jacket as you walked down the street to the coffee shop to meet with Yagi. Your first date. You had butterflies and the five minute walk took an eternity as well as an instant. You could see him through the windows, staring at his hands at a table near the back wall, a private corner that was meant for students during their exam week. With an inhale, you pushed open the door, hearing the familiar jingle above you. Your date’s eyes jumped up, eager and bright despite the shadows around them. You made your way to the table and he stood, towering over you, making  you wonder exactly how tall he was, and if everything hidden was proportional. The thought made you blush and you awkwardly gave him a wave. He pulled out your chair for you, waiting until you were seated before sinking into the seat opposite.

For lack of a better word, he was unbelievably sexy, exactly your type. The way his blonde hair was brushed back, with the stragglers framing his face, made your heart skip as you pictured your fingers running through it.

“How are you doing?” he asked, the question pulled you from your reverie. Could those piercing eyes read your mind?

“I’m fine, thank you… How are you doing? Hung over? It seemed like a fun party.” You saw his eyes darken slightly when you mentioned last night, but they shone again with his answer.

“Despite how I look, it takes a lot to get me drunk, so I’m good,” he laughed, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck, pushing his already spiky hair higher up.

“Good…” you replied, settling into an awkward silence. You had wanted this for so long, but now that you were finally in the moment, the thought of what to do and talk about eluded you. You needed something to break the ice.

“Oh, here,” he pushed a coffee cup towards you. You glanced down, only noticing that he had two cups when he brought it to your attention. “It’s the seasonal drink, I noticed you ordered it yesterday. I hope it’s not too forward.”

Those butterflies flew up into your chest as you wrapped a hand around the mug, fingers brushing his before he let go. A jolt of electricity bolted through you and down into your core. His hand was so warm, and even though it was for a brief second, you wanted nothing more to reach over and grab his entire palm.

“Oh! Thanks. No, it’s fine. This is my favourite, for now at least.”

He nodded his head in agreement.

“The coffee here is really good.” He glanced down at his cup, the plain, black liquid steaming and mixing with the sweet aroma of your own drink. His hands were so large, it was all you could do not to think about them on your body.

You uncrossed and re-crossed your legs, accidentally dragging your foot up his shin with the movement. The lightning in his eyes turned to thunder as they captivated your stare. His body stiffened under your touch, and you wondered if that is what you needed to get to know him better, crack through the tension and awkwardness. You brought the hot drink up to your lips, licking them after the sip, taking note of how Yagi’s eyes dropped down to follow the movement. You swallowed your nerves.

“Toshinori,” you whispered his name and you watched as he pressed his lips tightly together.

“Yagi, please, call me Yagi,” he interrupted you.

“Yagi,” you tested the name on your tongue, liking the way it dripped like honey. “Can I confess something to you?” He nodded, leaning forward expectantly to hear what you had to say with baited breath.

“I’ve wanted to talk to you for a long time now,” you shared, keeping your stare level, voice low. “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head and after last night…” You brought your foot back to his shin. Your sandal off so that your foot crawled underneath the entrance of his pant leg, trailing up slowly until you couldn’t lift it any higher. You caressed his leg in public, the arch of your foot perfectly pressed against the curve of his calf. “I’d like to give you a little birthday present.”

He bit back a moan when your foot dropped away, the depth of the ocean in his eyes as he searched your face for a hint of insincerity. Finding none, the smallest of smirks graced his lips and he stood up, his chair scraping back. He followed you out of the coffee shop, your drinks barely touched.

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Yagi only felt the slightest feeling of deja vu as he sat in the wooden dining chair in the middle of your apartment, the sundress you wore completely opposite to the dark expression in your eyes. The music in the background played softly as you swayed your hips, mimicking some of last night's routine.

You reached around to pull the zip down, keeping your eyes on the ex-Pro-Hero. When your back was open, you spun around, looking slyly over your shoulder as you pushed the shoulder straps along the length of your clavicle, feeling the fabric drop down your arms and fall to the floor, billowing in a circle around your feet. You heard Yagi’s sharp inhale more than saw it. Sure, he saw a lot of your body last night, the sequined hotpants number doing little to hide from his imagination. Now, your beautiful ass was on display and he almost stood up to take you to bed right there.

You continued to rock your hips to the beat, fingertips trailing up the sides of your waist, until it came to touch the fabric of your bra. You found the clasp and unhooked it, catching the cups against your breasts as you turned around to smile at the open mouthed man in your living room. You could basically see the words in his eyes, hungry, ‘drop it’. Your forearm came across your chest to cover your nipples as you peeled the bra away, gripping it loosely between your fingers, away from your body.

“Happy birthday, Yagi,” you drawled as the fabric dropped to the floor unceremoniously. Your palms cupped your breasts and he let out a whimper. You were always good at teasing.

The music, your skin, the way your body moved set him on edge. He lifted his hands and motioned for you to come closer. You obliged, strutting over to him. His eyes were right in front of your chest and he licked his lips as he stared at the mounds pressed tight to your body. You opened your fingers, letting the nipple poke through. You saw the way his eyes darkened and he grabbed your waist, pulling you down to straddle his hips. You let your breasts go to grip the top of the chair, arms caging him in. His eyes darted down. They traced over the soft skin and nipples, over your belly and the way your clothed groin perched just under the tent in his pants. His breath caught in his throat as you begun to grind down. He gazed into your eyes, your noses almost touching. You could feel his cold breath fanning over your lips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

The hands on your waist traced up your sides, eliciting a shiver. Warm and large, they slipped around to your back, kneading the skin along your spin. You looked at each other, and for a few moments, time stood still. Then your lips connected and the universe exploded all at once. You could taste colour when your mouths joined. Your arms bent, fingers coming into contact with his blonde hair, and you threaded your fingers through it, tips massaging the scalp. His tongue swiped along your bottom lip and you readily parted them to let him in.

You explored each other's mouths, and when your chest pressed tightly against his, you were reminded just how clothed he was and how bare you were. A whine slipped from your lips and into his and you tugged the bottom of his shirt. His kiss faltered, and he pulled away. There was a swirl of emotions in his eyes before he lifted his shirt up over his head and threw it to the side. Your hands pressed against his chest as your lips connected once more. They trailed down and you felt his sinew and muscles beneath your finger tips from the years of hero work, until your right hand hit a texture different to the rest of his skin.

Yagi flinched into the kiss and you pulled away to glance briefly down, seeing the massive scar that bloomed over his left rib cage. His chest stopped rising as he held in his breath, so you closed your eyes and went back to his lips, letting your hands fall to his belt and shorts as you kissed him, opening the buttons but not taking them off.

“Bedroom?” he growled against your lips, hands moving to grab the bottom of your thighs. You mumbled affirmations against his lips as he stood and you wrapped your legs around his waist, surprised by how much stronger he was than he looked. The thought made your head spin, excited for what was to come. From the sudden loss of the floor, your sandals clattered to the ground loudly.

You whispered where the room was, pausing the kiss for a few moments to open the door, and then you were on your bed. Yagi stood back, admiring how you looked laid out on your sheets, topless with simple underwear covering the soaked skin between your legs. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants down, hooking his boxers at the same time so his cock sprung free all at once. Your jaw dropped at the sight of it, a girth unlike how lanky it’s owner was, and impossibly hard. He smiled at your reaction, glancing down.

“Like what you see?” he teased, fisting it with a few pumps.

You could only nod, mouth watering. You dipped your fingers beneath your underwear hem to peel them off but he shook his head. Climbing onto the bed, he caged on your body with his long arms, bending down to pepper kissing along your jaw and neck, trailing down your chest before it reached your lower stomach, right at the edge of the fabric. Two fingers rose to rub tentatively over your covered mound that was now drenched. He nudged your legs apart with his knees and settled between them. Kneeling on the bed, he tugged at the fabric as you lifted your ass to help him. A smirk danced on his lips, which turned into a moan when a sliver of slick broke apart.

“Damn, you’re really wet,” he mused, moving forward once more so that his chest was hovering over yours, two fingers expertly teasing your outer folds to make you keen in response.

“I’ve been waiting a long time,” you whined as the tip of his middle finger slipped inside. You instinctively arched your back in order to push more of the finger in and Yagi happily obliged.

“So have I.”

His fingers were longer, thicker than your own and he gave a few experimental thrusts as he leant down to place a soft kiss on your lips. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him deeper into yourself as he stroked your velveteen walls. The passion that had built up inside your body burst forth and poured into the kiss, lips parting in tandem and tongues dancing together. Yagi slipped in a second finger and you moaned, breaking the kiss to press the back of your head deeper into the mattress. You felt so warm, so wet, on his fingers that he couldn’t wait to feel you wrapped around his cock. He curved his fingers up, hitting that spot that curled your toes with each touch. You felt a finger on your lips and you opened your mouth to suck them, whining when they pulled out too soon before finding the pressure on your clit.

“Oh, fuck, yes Yagi.” His name rolled off your tongue so perfectly, sweet like honey, and he increased his efforts to wind up that coil in your gut. He felt your walls begin to squeeze rhythmically, pulling his fingers deeper in, his knuckles almost bruising your bones where they repeatedly slapped against your groin.

“That’s right, beautiful, cum on my fingers.” The pressure to your clit deepened, your slick creating a delicious friction with the movements. His words made your eyes roll to the back of your head, chin lifted as your hands flung out to the side to grab anything. He leaned forward, his height a strength as he scattered kisses to your neck. It was his warm breath fanning across your sensitive skin that pushed you over the edge, crying his name out as you convulsed beneath him. He weakened his touch, stroking you gently through your high, the hand on your clit reaching up to push hair out of your face so that he could watch you come undone around nothing but his fingers.

When you opened your eyes again to find him staring at you, you blushed, the heat on your cheeks rivaling the warmth in your belly. Yagi pulled out his fingers, and lifted them to his mouth, moaning at your taste. You whimpered at the sight, moving your hips so that they brushed against his thigh nestled between them, feeling empty without him inside you.

“Please fuck me, Yagi,” you asked, hands trailing down his back, purposefully skipping the scar that wrapped around his side, and traced circles into his sinewy skin.

The tip of his dick kissed your entrance, teasing up along your folds. Your heart pounded from the thought of his girth stretching you out, and your legs opened wider, knees bending acutely and hips slightly lifted. Then, he entered, and the feeling of you swallowing him in so readily made his pulse quicken. He had to bite back the tickle in his throat that would make him cough. He was moving slowly, relishing the way your tight walls wrapped around him, squeezing him, until he was fully sheathed.

“Fuck, beautiful, you’re so tight,” he wheezed, the tickle threatening to burst out. You could only mumble a response, feeling so full with him. An eternity passed, the pants from your body the only sounds in the room, before you dug your nails into his skin, his head snapping up to stare at your lust-filled eyes.

“Yagi, move.”

The simple words from your mouth spurred him to life. He dragged his hips back, agonizingly slow, before snapping it back. He set a fast pace, entranced by how you bounced with each thrust. A hand grabbed your breast, massaging the soft flesh between his calloused palms, relishing in how you responded so eagerly to his touch. Soft pleads filled his ears, asking for more, telling him how good he felt. He hooked a leg onto his shoulder, lifting your hips slightly as he connected against your skin. The hand on your breast snaked up, massaging the skin of your sternum, pressing to pin you in place. The other hand, the one that was inside you, found residence between your lips again. The taste of your arousal danced on your tongue and you sucked his fingers, eager to please him.

It had been so long since Yagi was with anyone. The life of a retired Pro-Hero that was no longer in the spotlight made it easy for him to slip away, looking so different from All-Might’s public figure. The way your tongue folded under his touch, massaged the grooves in his fingers, made some part of him lose control, thumb and pinky wrapping around your chin to pull your head down. It was almost bruising, the pressure delicious and real, eyes staring into each other.

He was completely in control of your body, the thought making you clench around him, wanting him to fall deeper into you so that he could never leave. The sheen on his forehead from sweat made you realise he was holding something back, so your hands reached up, tracing his jaw gently before trailing down the back of his neck and holding his shoulders. It was opposite to the rough pace he set himself in. You wanted to tell him not to hold back, but the fingers in your mouth restricted the words, so you pleaded with your gaze. The thing that kept him at bay snapped, and a deep guttural groan escaped from his chest, along with a cough.

The spurt of blood surprised you. It dripped down his chin, some falling on your chest, but his thrusts didn’t slow. His chin turned up, gazing at the ceiling as his thrusts became erratic, chasing a release. The palm pinning you down moved to wrap around your throat, squeezing only slightly in order to create that pressurized feeling of your blood flow being restricted. His fingers left your mouth, coming back to massage tight circles on your clit to build you up, willing you to find your release at the same time as him.

It didn’t take much coaxing, the bundle of nerves still sensitive from your previous orgasm, and your vision began to blur, however you did not take your eyes off his face, watching the blood leak from the corner of his mouth. It was primal, feral, and the clouded look in his eyes made you want to pull him close, into your skin. Your orgasm exploded, bursting at the seams as you clamped down on his cock, reeling him in close and you felt him release, his cum filling and warming you up.

He stilled, hands falling to beside your neck, caging you in, head dropped slightly so that his hair fell in front of his face, blocking his eyes. You shifted your hips, feeling his cock begin to soften inside you, but you didn’t let him pull out, locking your ankles behind his back to keep him close.

“Yagi, look at me,” you whispered. He hesitated, before lifting his chin and a reserved gaze caught your eye. “Kiss me,” you demanded, the blood on his skin not deterring your feelings of affection for him in the slightest.

The emotions in his eyes swirled before he gave in to your request, falling onto his elbows and pressing a desperate, sloppy kiss against your lips. It tasted metallic, warm and you moaned into it, legs falling open to relax. He collapsed down, rolling onto his right and pulling you tightly against his chest. You snuggled into his hold, nose pressed against his throat, fingers tracing up his sides carefully. You felt his cum slide out and down your thighs, onto your bed spread but you couldn’t care with how content you felt, floating on cloud nine with the man wrapped around you.

“Thank you,” his voice was hoarse, making you look up to figure out what he meant, “for not turning away.” The late afternoon sun peaked in between the blinds of your bedroom, littering paneled shadows on his skin. You pressed a kiss against his throat.

“Do you want to stay the night?” you asked, holding him tighter against your body. He nodded, nose burying into the top of your hair, a relieved sigh from his lips.

“I’d love that.”

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@whats-her-quirk​​ @kamehamethot​​ @mmalfoydraco​​

[wonderwomanfantasy]

red and pink

this is a soul mate AU because I can 💗 also whoops two birthday fics in a row

Mina x FTM!Reader

warnings: none this is fluffy

word count: 1,000 (about)

Summary: an amusement park date with you’re best girl mina.

A red string of fate connects those who are destined to meet and fall in love, regardless of time and place, regardless of circumstance, the string may streach or tangle, but never break. 

Like everyone else a red string tied to your pinky connected you to your soulmate. Sometimes when you were a little kid you’d try to chase to the end of the string but you never found the end that way. Sometimes you’d feel the string get tugged and you wondered if Your soulmate was trying the same thing. 

You didn’t meet Mina until you were almost out of highschool and of course, she was perfect. Fun, gorgeous, and unspeakably kind. You had been terrified to come out to her. you didn’t know what Mina would think, and it wasn’t unheard of for people to reject their soulmates. You were terrified of losing Mina. 

Not that you had lost Mina, in fact, you had never met anyone more supportive. Looking back on it now those fear seemed silly, Mina was just as enamored with you as you were with her. 

“right if we follow this path we can hit all the attractions in one day provided that lines aren’t too long,” Mina hummed looking at the map for Forest Relm Fun Land. Sure enough she’d marked out a path through the whole park that seemed to hit every ride. 

“did you mark the kiddy rollercoasters?” you asked looking at the map. 

“yes Cotten Candy Coaster is my favorate,”

“Baby there’s no way we can fit the cars,” you protested making her pout. 

“But there's no harm in watching the ride run a few times,” you offered kissing her temple right under the slanted baseball cap she was wearing and linked your pinky with hers, the small red string connecting your fingers hardly noticeable. 

“and here is out first ride,” she said tugging you to the first rollercoaster. 

“You’ll have to hold my hand so I don’t get scared,” Mina said making grabby hands once you were locked in the harnesses. 

“shouldn’t you be the brave one? You’re a hero after all,” you scoffed taking her hand. 

“As my big strong hubby it is your job to protect me from every day and as your big strong wifey I handle the villains,” she said squeezing your hand suddenly the ride jerked forward and Mina squealed making you giggle. 

Mina clung to your arm as you helped her off the ride, her legs shaking. Mina Ashido, the acid hero. Facing villains? piece of cake. death-defying stunts? no problem. but rollercoasters left her shaking. 

“o-okay time for rollercoaster number two, right sweetie?” she asked shakily taking a few steps forward. 

“Honey, I know that you want to hit every ride, but I think that It might be a better idea if we just do just some of them, you don’t have to stress for me,” you said. She looked like she was going to throw up. 

“But it’s your birthday we should do what you want,” she protested

“I want to check out the games, I’ll win you something cute,” you offered and that seemed to improve her mood. 

“Not if I win you something cute first,” she challenged, tugging you to the games gallery. 

Mina was ridiculously good at carnival games she had the muscles and aim to beat even the rigged games. 

“Babe look!” She said holding up a stuffed panda that she couldn’t even wrap her arms around the belly. The monkey you’d won fit perfectly in the palm of your hand. 

“He’s cute isn’t he!” she cooed.

“yeah almost as cute as you,” you teased making her pink cheeks go even pinker. 

“What should we name him?” she asked 

“check the tag I bet he already has a name,” you flicked the tag open and checked.  “yep, this guy you’re holding is named Samson,” 

“awe Samson the panda,” she giggled

The rest of the day was spent bouncing from ride to ride with Samson. The sun was starting to set, casting the whole park in an orange glow. 

“the line on the faris wheel has gone down a lot, lets go,” you said, your feet were starting hurt and it would be good to sit down for a minute. 

“okay,” Mina yawned stepping into the seat with you and resting her head on your shoulder. it was getting late, and the park was almost empty. and by the looks of it, Mina was exhausted. 

“this is probably the last thing we’ll be able to do today,” you said. 

“noooo” she whined. you didn’t want to leave either. 

“The parks closing Mina if we don’t leave they’ll kick us out,” you said stroking her arm 

“Did you have fun today?” Mina asked sleepily, the cart stopped and you were high up enough to see the whole park. 

“I did, thank you for today Mina,” you said snuggling up against her. 

“you love me right (y/n)?” she asked. 

“of course I do,” your response was automatic, after all she was your soulmate

“good, do you know what people in love do?”

“no princess what do people in love do?” you asked

“they get married,” she yawned, it really was time to go home Mina would fall asleep any minute. 

“Okay baby, we’ll get married right away. a ring might keep other guys from hitting on you,” you teased. 

“come on (y/n) you’re the only guy for me,” she said nuzzling further into the crook of your neck. 

“mm but I still think a ring would keep Mineta from looken at ya,” you said kissing her temple. The ride was coming to an end, time to go home, it really was a perfect birthday. 

[christineeej94]

Him❤

a/n: hello my loves. I’m writing this from work, on my night shift. I’m such a baddie (I’m joking, don’t take me serious.). So, here it is, the next request.Thank you for your support.❤ Stay safe and great. Kisses🌻

The request:

Anonymous said:

Can you write an Aron Piper imagine where his gf (the reader) is ex-girlfriend of Lorenzo Zurzolo (he plays Niccolo on Baby on Netflix) and they bump into each other while they’re at Milan Fashion Week & Aron’s jealous and protective side comes out which she finds hot asf, with some smut please :) Your writing is amazing I love your blog

warnings:smut or sexual content (+18), bad language and bad writing

word count: 2.115

Arón Piper x Reader

♠♠♠♠♠

I put my hands around his torso and I move my fingers on his hard body with slow moves. He moans and that’s turning me on. Our view is Milan Dome and the sun is rising beautifully. I can see some people walking in the morning on the empty streets with a coffee in their hands and very busy with their thoughts. Arón skin is feeling hot under my touch, his muscles are hard and the gold light is hitting our bodies. “Milan is beautiful.” I can hear Arón voice and I don’t know if I’m dreaming or not. Being here with him is a unique moment, visiting my hometown and, also, being here for Fashion Week. Me and Arón met a year ago while I was in a vacation in Marbella. It was a group vacation, I was with my group of friends which also came with other friends.

Flashback

It’s lunch time and we are taking it at a nice restaurant on the beach. The warm breeze is touching my naked skin and my short dress is flowing from the wind. My best friend, Mina, drags me to follow her through the tables until we stopped in front of a giant table of 24 seats. We were late because I wanted to buy a special swimsuit and I didn’t stop till I found it. “Here, it’s an empty seat next to Arón and another one next to Momo.” Miguel said and Mina jumped next to Momo, I know she has a crush on him. I walk and I sit next to the beautiful boy who’s gazing me since we arrived. “Hi” I feel his hot breath next to my ear and electric lines pass my body. I think my face is red right now. I look around and everyone is talking with someone, no one remark my red face. “Hi.” I really like him and I know him from a long time because I going every week on Élite set to visit Mina. I moved in Spain 5 months ago because I received a better job at an agency in Madrid. My parents agreed but my ex-boyfriend is so pissed on me. He thought that I will be forever with him and we will live in Italy. I take the decision but I wasn’t moved when I found he cheated on me. It was a horrible feeling, after so many years together, he done this thing.

“What are you thinking at?” Arón pinched my arm and I turn around to see everybody looking at me and the waiter waiting for my order. “Sorry, I lost my mind for a minute. Caprese salad and water with lime.” I smiled and the waiter rolled his eyes. “So rude.” I comment and Arón laughs. “Yeah, he is rude. He waited for you.” I smiled innocent and I fix big hand with my eyes. “Answer my question. What is bothering you?” “It’s a good time, we shouldn’t talk about this right now. But we can talk about how beautiful is Spain.” “I think we should talk how gorgeous are you.” He puts his on my leg and I got goosebumps instantly. I blushed and he smiled. He couldn’t say anything cause our food came. But he didn’t take his hand off my leg.

After the lunch it’s time for party and we got back at the house we rented. I went in my room and I put one my new bikini and I went down stairs. I sit next to Arón on the lounge chair by the pool and I started to apply some shimmer oil on my body. The curly boy looks like he is sleeping and I he is wearing sunglasses to protect his eyes from the bright sun. I get up and I test the water from the pool with my tip toes. “Watch out!” I heard a yell behind me and I want to turn around but my body collapsed and something heavy is throwing me and him in the water. I swim to the top and some strong arms caught me and sealed me in a tight hug. “I thought you were sleeping.” He smiled and that cute dimple is everything to melt my heart. “I was observing you. You look delicious.” I want to say something to him too but he seals my mouth with his wet lips. I can taste a cigarette flavor and some mint gum. My hands play with his wet curls and hands are holding my ass. We stopped after a while, breathing heavily and looking in each other eyes. “That was intense.” I said and he smirks. “You didn’t see anything yet. Let’s get out of here.” Arón kissed me again.

End of flashback

We stepped out of the water I know that my life is going to change. I feel his warm lips on my cold skin and I adore the feeling. He goes down on my back with a lot of kisses and he stopped when his mouth met my short pj pants. “Bend on the bed.” He ordered and I nodded excited. He gave me a kiss before I execute his command and his hands are taking off my pants. I feel his hot breath on my private aria. I thought at what he is going to do and I moaned. “Easy, pussycat, you are too excited. Do you want me there?” “Yes baby, I want you all.” I replied mumbling. When he licked my clit, I scream surprised and I couldn’t stop my moans. I tighten in my hands the sheets. “¡Joder!” I cursed and I feel his smile on my sensitive aria. “I love when you try to speak in Spanish, but I adore when you cursed in Spanish.” He giggles and he turn me on the bed, now we can look in each other eyes. “Stop laughing and fuck me.” I command and he stopped. “Uh, baby, you are killing me. My bossy wifey.” Arón giggled and he pushed his hard erection in me. I gasped and I slammed my head on pillows. He is teasing my nipples with his fingers and he is pushing harder and harder inside me. My interior is tightening around him and that make him moan and groan.

From the moment when we start our relationship, he told me that every morning is better if it starts with a good morning sex. I can say it´s one of the best mornings I had in the last 4 days. We were so stressed about this trip. One reason is because Arón is going to meet my family and second one is because we are going to appear in our first catwalk together. My agency asked me before the fashion week if we want to make an appearance at Balenciaga catwalk, they are launching a new collection for couples and they offered Arón a post. He is kinda nervous but I got this. “Baby, you are thinking too much again.” He comes closer to me and we seal our naked bodies. Arón smells like a fresh morning on the beach. His shower gel is very fresh and I can smell his strong parfum. “I’m always thinking too much. How are you feeling for tonight?” “I little bit nervous but I know that you will be next to me. I love you.” He rubs his nose on my shoulder and I love this feeling. “I love you too, amore.” I place a kiss on his cheeks and now I’m thinking at him. He is a different person beside the person which everybody sees on the internet.

“I’m going to make some breakfast, what do you want?” I asked while I’m putting his t-shirt on my body. He is gazing me and I blushed. Arón smirks and I rolled my eyes. “Give me a break.” I said joking and he acts hurt, putting a hand on his chest like I hurt him. “We don’t need food, I have you, you have me. That’s all what we need. No one counts right now.” He smiled and I came closer to give him a kiss. “Pancakes then.” I said and I laugh. “You are like the Ice Queen.” He mumbled and take out a cigarette, putting between his lips. I love to watch him smoking, it’s so hot.

 We arriving at the event and we do some photos before going inside. I can see a lot of celebrities and we go to the backstage to get ready. Makeup artists, designers and a lot of people spin around as and we went on separate ways to get dressed. After 2 hours we met in the waiting room, me and him are entering in 3 minutes. “We are looking good as fuck.” I said happy and my eyes are dressing up my boyfriend. He is looking too sexy to be real. Arón winked to me and we take our hands together, walking on podium and smiling to the cameras and the crowd. We posed and going back in the backstage. “Amazing, amazing.” The people in backstage applauded everybody and we get ready for the after party.

We got as a gift our outfits and Arón hold an interview before the after party. At the party a lot of people came to us, changing some words and go. Arón went to the bar to bring some drinks for us and I stayed alone at the table. The chair next to me moved and I look at the person who wants to sit on it. Lorenzo look deeply into my eyes and I look at him surprised.

“(Y/N), I was so surprised when I saw you on the runway with Piper.” He spoke and I look in other direction. I can’t believe he is here now. My heart beat so fast and my cheeks got so red. I’m nervous but not because I’m glad to see him. Yeah, I loved him so much, but right now I don’t know what to feel about him. “We are together.” I respond simple and I look after my boyfriend. I don’t know how he will react. “So, how’s your life in Spain? Don’t you miss the pasta or me?” I look at him surprised and I wanted to respond something ugly, like a bad word, like Arón used to say to me “You are a bon-bon, don’t use bad words.”. “We have everything we need in Spain. She had a lot of pasta and a lot of great sex with me and wonderful time with me.” Arón said from behind and I froze. Fuck. Lorenzo looked at him smirking, then his perfect smile disappears. Arón is a very intimidating person when he is serious and, right now, he is serious, a little bit furious and jealous. His hands are holding tight the glasses and his eyes are black. Arón and Lorenzo know each other from a campaign and now I can see that’s why my ex couldn’t support my actual boyfriend. They are very different and you can see this. “Like you can fuck her after your gay experience.” Lorenzo attacks and Arón face is red from fury. “I don’t cheat on her like you did. Now move your ass.” His voice is strong and I feel his jealousy. He is sexier than before. His hair is messier and his black gaze is taking off my clothes. I get up and I slammed my lips on Arón lips, letting Lorenzo watching our show. “Let’s get out of here.” I whisper and he grins. “Bye Lorenzo.” I said quickly and don’t remember when I got in a bathroom.

Arón unlock the door and I’m raising my skirt. I supported my hands on the sink and I looked in the mirror to meet Arón horny gaze. “You are a straight line to death to me, princesa.” I bite my lip excited and I said on a lower voice. “I like you jealous, horny, serious. I like you in every way.” He penetrated me furiously and he grab my hair, pulling hard my head on the back. His moves make me cum quickly but he continues to fuck me. My walls tight around his dick and I feel him big and hard, pumping and making me moan every time. I know he want to rip of Lorenzo head and I know this is the best way to calm his blood. “I want you forever.” I said and he grins, pushing harder and harder. “I know it’s not a proper time, but I want you too.” He pulls harder my hair and whisper into my ear. “I wanted you more than everything.”  

[xkatchy]

31, 32, 37 😊

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

So I actually had a Nook for a while. And I did enjoy it. But I think I used it more for sudoku than I did for reading lol. I do like ebooks. Easier to hold and often to see especially at night. But there's just something about holding a book and reading it in the size and format the author intended it to be in.

32. If you could live in a fictional world what world would you pick?

Oh this is hard. Asgard is gorgeous. And so advanced. And everyone there is just happy. Well was. It's kinda gone now and they're all displaced lol. I'd also make a damn good hobbit. And The Shire is beautiful. And Narnia during the rule of the Penvensies was a good place to be. I feel really nerdy right now 😓

37. Do you have any tattoos?

Oh! I love to talk about my tattoos! At this point I'll put in a cut lol because I'm going to include pics.

My very first tattoo was I don't even remember how long ago but well into my 20s and is this little star and moon on my left foot. I picked a design from the artist's book and he edited it to include the moon. I would often color it in with Crayola markers for some pizzazz lol.

My next tattoo was same shop different artist and me, my mom, and my sister's all got the same design in different places - mine is on my right wrist. I designed it. The big bird in the middle in my youngest sister, the short fat bird on the right is me, and the bird looking the wrong way is my middle sister bc she's the odd one lol. The branch represents my mom.

Tattoo #3 is my favorite - again same shop, another different artist. I got the stars oh the constellation Taurus on my left forearm.

#4 (and all tattoos after) I followed my second tattoo artist to the new shop he opened and had him design a tattoo based on the adorable merman outfit accessories our newborn photographer made for our first son's photoshoot. This is on my right ankle.

#5 you don't get a picture of lol. It's a stylized letter "K" that I got matching with my wife on my sternum (between my boobies). Our wifey tattoos bc we're gross and sappy like that ❤ @kueble

#6 is the tattoo I got for my second son based on HIS newborn photoshoot, a combination of him in a digital photo dressed as a moose (because we call him Moose) and my favorite picture of him being one where he was in a bucket surrounded by succulents. Again, our artist did an amazing job of drawing up a fantastic design. This is on my right ankle.

As you can see, I am obsessed with my tattoos and I love each and every one of them. I've toyed with the idea of an Ursula tattoo for a few years now, something nouveau maybe. And I've wanted a watercolor jellyfish as well. I'm sure there will be more in the future. Even though every time I'm in the chair I'm like yeah no this is the last one 😂

[lu-undy]

Chapter 73 - SBT

Here it is!

There was a knock on the van's backdoor. 

"Come in, Mundy."

The Aussie pushed the door and entered.

"I'm back, luv', and I have it. Feels weird to carry a credit card for some money that's not mine… Also, how well did they pay back in France?! When the banker told me how much it was, I nearly fell off my chair!"

Mundy shut the door and turned to his lover. 

"Oh, crikey…" 

"How do I look…?"

Lucien had put on one of his suits again but this time, there was no tie and the shirt had been replaced with a thin woolen turtleneck. Moreover, he had tied his hair in a braid. Some of the grey, thin locks of hair at the front fell between his eyes beautifully. 

"You're gorgeous." 

Lucien smiled as Mundy came closer and held his waist.

"And I trimmed my beard a bit. I look odd to myself, but if you like it, I shall make a habit of this style." 

Mundy turned around and touched the braid. 

"Gosh, you… You're perfect… And, mmh, yeah, you're wearin' your perfume again, eh?"

"Oui, I am."

"You're really back…!" Mundy hugged his lover tightly but another knock interrupted them.

They were back in the city now for Mundy to collect Lucien's money, which was now his. Maurice had done an impeccable job and it had all gone smoothly. 

"Who's that?" Mundy asked. 

"Who do you think?" 

Mundy and Lucien looked at each other with a smile. It was Maurice's voice. 

"Hold on, mate." 

Mundy exited the van, with Lucien behind him. 

"Good to see you again, both of you." Maurice said and hands were shaken. 

"G'day, mate." 

"Merci, Maurice."

[Thanks, Maurice.] 

"Quite a change of style you have gone through, L." 

"Oui, it is both necessary and appreciated." Lucien's eyes went to Mundy. 

"It suits you indeed. One of the boys spotted your van, M. I thought I could drop by and say hi in person." 

"Sure, thanks. How's the street doin'?" 

"Cold with this winter, but good. We still manage to feed everyone and bring some warmth."

"That's nice." Mundy answered. 

"Oh, I nearly forgot, I have something for you, L. Here… This is your new passport, with the name that you wrote in your will."

"He didn't write any new names in his will." Mundy said, surprised.

"I did." Lucien answered and he accepted the Burgundy red document with the golden letters. "You just did not see it."

"What?" Mundy asked. 

"I will explain later. But thank you very much, Maurice, as always."

"My pleasure."

"Who are my witnesses?" Lucien asked. 

"Witnesses?" Mundy repeated. 

"Yes, for a will to be taken seriously, it must be written and co-signed by two witnesses." Maurice answered. "I am one of them, Richard is the second."

"Did you tell him?" Lucien asked. 

"I told him that Paris wanted a coffee with two sugars and a drop of milk. The next thing I knew, he was lying on the floor in his shop and both his sons were trying to wake him up." Maurice chuckled. 

"Ah, I should apologise…!" Lucien answered, chuckling himself. 

"No, it is fine. He was as delighted as I was when M told me. Oh and by the way, you are welcome to work with him and give a hand with the homeless of course." 

"Thank you." Lucien answered. "But we have a few things to do before we can come to work, is that fine with you?" 

"Absolutely, take your time and again, welcome back to the world of the living." 

"Thank you." 

Maurice and Lucien exchanged a nod. 

"Good. I shall go back to my streets, there are mouths to feed and work to do." Maurice said. "I will see you later." 

"Sure, mate, thanks for everythin', really." 

"No problem." 

Hands were shaken again and Maurice disappeared in the streets, melting with them like a shadow. 

"So, what's the plan?" Mundy asked. 

"We could go and get some lunch if you want."

"Sure, where?"

"Victoria's diner." Lucien answered and Mundy smiled and nodded. 

"Alright. Let me just make sure the cats have enough to eat and drink."

"I shall take Perle and Soot with us. I will put him in Perle's old harness and leash." 

"Sure." 

A few minutes later, Perle was on Mundy's shoulders and Soot was trotting happily by Lucien. 

"Non, Soot, sit. Très bien. We need to wait until the little man is green before we cross. Non, non, non, do not raise your hand like this and tempt the devil. You stay sat." 

"Meow." Soot was trying to move forward. 

"Sooty boy, watch the wifey here." Mundy put Perle down and she sat by the black cat patiently.

"There, good boy, Soot." Lucien praised him. 

The light switched to green for pedestrians. Perle looked up at Mundy who started crossing and followed him. Soot copied her. He looked up at Lucien and when the man started crossing, he did the same. 

A few minutes later, they arrived in front of Victoria's diner.

"You ready?" Mundy asked. 

"Yes, I am. I hope she is too." 

They exchanged a smile and Mundy pushed the door open. 

"Hello, how may I help? Oh, hey M! And Pearl. Who's this new friend you're bringin'...?" 

Lucien was a metre away, giving his back with his silver braid to them while Victoria knelt down to look at Soot. 

"That's Soot, he's Pearl's hubby."

"Ooh, congrats, Pearl!" Victoria petted her and the white, fluffy cat purred. "The hubby's quite shy, eh?"

Soot was hiding behind Mundy's legs. 

"Yeah, a bit." Mundy answered. "Sorry about that."

"Well at least he's not hissin'...!" Victoria chuckled. "How have you been, M? You seem so much happier than last time!"

"Not too bad, and busy, the cats got four kids together."

"Seriously? You had kittens?" 

"Yeah, lots of energy they have, but they're growin' up nicely." 

"Aw, that's super cute." Victoria stood up again. "Came here for some lunch?" 

"Yes and no, there's uh… There's something I need to admit… Uh…" Mundy scratched the back of his neck. 

"Oh? What is it?" 

"Uhm, I don't know how to say that but uh… Y'know what, come and sit at the table." 

Victoria sat down. 

"You're not joining?" She asked. 

"Well, I need to re-introduce someone to you - bloody hell that's so weird to say…" Mundy put his hands on Lucien's shoulders, who was still giving his back to Victoria.

"What d'you mean, re-introduce?" 

"He means that I am back." Lucien turned and faced her as she gasped and smacked a hand in front of her mouth. 

"What the fuck?! L?! Is that you?! You're dead!"

"Non, I am not. I am standing here in front of you." He opened his arms proudly. 

"You piece of shit!" Victoria rose from her chair and slapped him with the towel she was carrying around repeatedly. "You! Kept me! Thinking! You! Were! Dead! For! More! Than! A! Year! You absolute! Piece! Of! Shit!"

Lucien closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her. She buried her head in his chest and both him and Mundy could hear muffled sobbing. 

"I missed you, you arrogant idiot…" 

"And I missed you too, terribly, Victoria." He kissed the top of her head as she cried against him. He could feel she was clinging to his jacket. "I am sorry to have put all of you through that. But I had no choice."

"It's worse than that, V." Mundy said, patting her back to comfort her. "He was there at his own funeral and he heard what you said." 

She gasped and pulled out of the embrace, wiping her tears on the towel. 

"That's just plain cheatin', L."

"Lucien." 

"What?" 

"My name, it is Lucien, you may call me by my name, mi niña."

[My child]

She stared up at him as if he was Jesus Christ himself.

"I missed you so much." She put a hand on her mouth.

"I know, I know, come here." Lucien led her to sit at their table on the banquette next to him. He wrapped an arm around her to comfort her and gently rocked her left and right while her tears continued to stream silently on her cheeks. She sniffed from time to time and wiped her face on her towel. Mundy went to the counter to place their order and came back, sitting on the banquette opposite them. 

"So you didn't die?" She asked.

"Non."

"What happened?" 

"As you now know, I worked as a spy and to escape a certain death, I had to die and wait for things to calm down before I could show myself again."

"Did you beat him up for it?" She asked Mundy. 

"Nah, can't do it anymore now for some reason." Mundy chuckled. 

"You should have. You're growin' soft, M. And this man…" She pointed her index on Lucien's chest, poking it and staring at it fiercely. "This man needs to be taught a lesson or two…" She then bent forward and let her head fall on Lucien's chest again. He hugged her tightly and stroked her hair. 

"I apologise, Victoria, but had I done that, I would not be here today." 

"You could have said. You could have written to me… You could have…" She sobbed again. "Now I need to cancel something important." She said and Lucien and Mundy's eyebrows jumped. 

"Cesar salad, and two fish and chips." A waiter came and put everything on the table. "You ok, V?"

"Yeah, she's cryin' cause she's happy, cheers mate." Mundy answered.

"Alright…" The waiter left them alone. 

"So what is this important thing that you need to cancel because of my return? Did you have to go and have lunch with someone else?" Lucien asked. 

"No…" Victoria pulled herself away from him and wiped her face again. She looked at Mundy and then at Lucien. "I'm… I'm gettin' married to my fiancé Charlie in a few months and uh… I didn't have anyone to walk me down the aisle but…" 

Mundy's jaw dropped and Lucien blushed intensely. 

"Would you… Would you please do it for me?" She raised her red, slightly swollen eyes to him and Lucien felt hot all of a sudden with the pressure that fell on his shoulders.

"I… I would be honoured to do so but… Why me?" 

"Charlie. I met him at a party and then… The reason we dated was thanks to you." 

"Me?" 

"Yeah, you helped me with my spanish so much that I progressed enough to be in the same classes as him… That's how we then started hangin' out and all. And then the free dinners you got us for the Queen Victoria, I went there with him… It's all cause of you…" 

Lucien's eyes couldn't be open wider.

"Mon Dieu…"

"As you know, I don't have a dad, so I didn't have anyone to walk me down the aisle in church. I asked Joe from the corner shop to do it, to feel less lonely but… But you should be the one doin' it… So please…"

Lucien's eyes were glistening with the tears he was holding back. 

"O-of course I accept, it would be my honour to do this for you, Victoria…" He pulled her in a fatherly hug and closed his eyes. "When is the wedding exactly, we need to get some new suits. Is there anything I can help with? Tell me and do not think about the money, I will get it sorted out for you, mon enfant." 

[My child]

Mundy softened in a sweet smile. So that was the kind of father that Lucien was, hm?

"I should meet your fiancé. Look, let us know when and where and I shall have a chat with him. I can't let you get married to just anyone, I need to know. Where is he from? His family? Does he still have his parents, what do they work as?" 

Victoria laughed in Lucien's arms. 

"What? I am worried for you, Victoria. It is out of the question to just let you get married to someone you cannot properly build anything with!"

She laughed louder and pulled him into a hug. 

"I missed you so much… Papa L…" 

Lucien looked at Mundy with tears in his eyes. 

"Hey, don't look at me like that, luv'. It's your daughter there, not mine." 

"And you are my everything, Mundy, so she is your daughter as much as she is mine!" 

"What?! Nah, that's not how it works! Also, when you're gonna meet the bloke, I'll just stay with the cats in the van."

"Why?" 

"Remember we're two blokes, that's not exactly normal, eh?" Mundy said, feeding some bits of fish to the cats. 

"Oh, don't worry about it. He knows for L and you." Victoria said. 

"What?! How?! You told him?" Mundy turned as red as a brick in a flash. 

"Nah, I didn't. I think most people who were at the funeral understood, M." Victoria answered. 

"Ah… W-well… I mean…" 

Lucien looked down at Victoria. 

"Let us have some lunch and you can tell us all about this Charlie of yours, hm?" 

"Yeah, thank you so much." She pushed herself to leave a kiss on Lucien's cheek. "You're the best!"

He smiled and left his arms around her shoulders. 

"I am indeed."

"Lu'!"

"L!"

"Meow!"

"Meow!"

-- Later that day --

"Where to now?" Mundy asked.

"To Richard. I need to thank him. Also, let us go to a bakery first, I need to buy something for him." 

"Okay."

"Any good bakeries you would recommend, mon loup?"

[My wolf?]

"Yeah, I know one, let's go." 

They walked through the streets, followed by both cats. 

"Lu', look at the cats." 

Lucien looked back and smiled. They were brushing themselves against each other and lacing their tails together, purring happily. 

"I am happy that she found someone to pur with." Lucien said. 

"Yeah, they're cute."

"I cannot help but think about how much bigger she is now… I remember when she used to fit in my hand, when she bit me on the first night we met, how she held onto my hand…"

"Nostalgic?"

"Partly."

"Partly?" Mundy asked and they stopped at a crossroad.

"Oui. Those were days where Perle was nothing but a baby but at the same time, those were days where I could only dream of approaching you." 

"What? Gonna make me believe that you were shy?" Mundy smiled. 

"Not shy." The light turned to green and both cats looked up at their masters. The family crossed the street. 

"What then?"

"I was as scared as you were shy." 

"Scared? Do I look scary?" Mundy asked and Lucien gave him one of those looks. "Nope, shush, don't answer." 

Lucien smirked. 

"But what were you scared of? That I'd say no?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Mundy. No one has ever said non to me so far." 

The Aussie rolled up his eyes with a smile. 

"Figured… But tell me, why?" 

"Because I knew I was going to my death. I know what it means to lose the person that you live and breathe for, and I didn't want you to go through that." 

They took a turn and the cats happily followed, still trotting on their heels. 

"Well, good job, you did it anyway in the end, eh?"

"Because of you." Lucien answered. 

"Me?" 

"Oui. You were the one to insist that I should confess my feelings to the man I held in my heart. And here we are."

"Gonna complain?"

"Non, of course not." They chuckled and Mundy pushed the bakery door. "Go ahead, I'll wait with the cats outside."

"Fine, I won't be long." 

"Okay," And as Lucien passed in front of Mundy, the Aussie murmured. "Love you, darl, you're gorgeous…" 

Lucien's cheeks turned pink and his eyes brightened up. 

"Moi aussi, mon loup."

[Me too, my wolf.]

Mundy stayed outside and petted the cats while waiting for Lucien and it took the Frenchman a few minutes before he exited the bakery again, a beautifully decorated bag in his hand.

"You were quick."

Lucien smirked.

"Don't give me that look, you know how long I can be in other contexts…"

Mundy's cheeks popped red.

"Lu'...!"

The Frenchman chuckled and they resumed their walk. Within minutes, they were in front of Richard's shop. 

"Right, let's go." 

Mundy pushed the door.

"Good afternoon gentlem- oh! L! M!" 

"And the fluffy P and S." Mundy added, pointing at the cats. Richard dropped his notebook and ran to shake their hands.

"I am delighted to see you both again! And what a change of style! Oh, I need to make something for you both, for your return, L - non! I will not accept any kind of negotiation, this will be a welcome back gift! Paul! Come here!"

Richard's sons both came out of the workshop and after shaking hands with Lucien and Mundy, their father instructed them. 

"Take a good look at these two new men…!" The tailor with the impeccable white moustache started. "Look at this one. He now stands tall, not slouched like before, he has found peace and confidence in himself, he isn't hiding behind a thick mane of hair anymore…" Richard inspected Mundy closely before turning to Lucien. "And here! Oh mon Dieu here! Here is the man that we all dream to be, if not for the hero he is, then for his silhouette, sculpted out of marble with godly proportions! Boys, we need something refreshing, nothing tactical, non! We need something for a sweeter, more calm life. Look at the beard! Where some people see a lack of effort, I see the beginning of a work of art! And this long hair…! M! Take notes! This is poetry! This is romance! This is beauty! Not only are the colours exquisite to the eye but the braid is fantastic! I take it you did it yourself, L?" 

"Oui, I did." 

"The work of an artist… But sorry, I got carried away, pray take a seat…"

Lucien and Mundy sat on the armchair and the cats went each on their lap, Soot went to Mundy and Perle, to her Papa. 

"What brings you here?" 

Lucien handed the plastic bag to Richard. 

"My will and my duty to thank you, Richard." He answered. 

"What for?" Richard accepted the bag and peeked in. 

"For being a witness to my will. I understand the risk that you willingly put yourself in and the least I can do is to thank you." 

"L, this is nothing compared to what you have done and given all these years, please!"

"Richard, non, this is a great risk you are taking, and you have a wife and children… You are making them take a risk with you."

"I always have. Being an informant for the secret services isn't an innocent job, it never had been, so non, really, it is nothing. When Maurice came to me and told me about you, I offered to help before he could even tell me the details."

"Thank you, and please, accept the content of this bag and share it with the family for me." 

Richard looked inside. 

"Oh! I need to hide it from my wife, if she finds this cake, she will never let me have it!"

The gentlemen chuckled around the coffee table. 

"By the way, who is this new cat you have?" Richard asked.

"This is Soot." Lucien answered and he scratched his head. 

"He's Pearl's mate, they're pretty serious." Mundy added.

"Are they?" Richard asked. 

"Yeah, they got four lovely kids." Mundy explained. "Two girls and two boys, they're growin' up nicely. You wouldn't want one by any chance?" 

"A cat?"

"Still kittens, but yeah."

"I will have to discuss it with my wife even though she has always asked me to adopt a pet." Richard answered.

"Ah, then we would be delighted to gift you one of them." Lucien added. 

"Raised them like I did Pearl and Soot. They've got good manners, they're cuddly and still very playful as they're very young. Give it a thought, eh, Richard?" 

"Will do, I promise."

"Which one would you take?" Lucien asked. "We have Diamond and Star, the girls, and Glovy, the boy." 

"Didn't you say there were four?" Richard asked. 

"Oui, but there is one I will gift to someone else, if you see no issue." Lucien answered.

"Of course, of course."

"But yes, Diamond is black with a diamond-shaped white patch on her face, she also has a white fluffy chest. Star is also black but has a white star-shaped patch on her… Well…"

"On her butt." Mundy said. "She's got a white star on her thigh, close to her butt. And Glovy, the little boy, he's a fat one, we're trying to put him on a diet but eh, hard to stop that greedy fluff ball." 

"Quite so, I will see with the missus but she surely would like a lady. There are too many of us men at home, you see?" Richard chuckled. 

"Fair enough, thank you again, Richard." Lucien stood up and put Perle on his shoulders before shaking the tailor's hand. 

"My pleasure, as always. And I am delighted for you two." Richard winked at Mundy and the tall man blushed. He put Soot on his shoulders and headed out of the shop. 

"Where should I send the clothes?" Richard asked. 

"We will let you know whenever we can." Lucien answered. "Thank you." 

"Have a nice day!"

"To you too, mate." 

-- Evening that day -- 

There was a knock on the van's backdoor.

"Come in, love." 

"Bonsoir, mon amour." 

[Good evening, my love.]

Lucien walked in the van and the cats trotted out. 

"Be careful, cats!" Mundy said. 

"Don't worry, Perle and Soot are remarkable parents." Lucien removed his coat and sat on the sofa next to his lover. 

"So, what did you get us for dinner?" Mundy looked at Lucien's hands repeatedly but couldn't see anything in them. 

"I got you something more than just to fill your hungry stomach." Lucien answered, slithering closer to his lover. 

"Where?" Mundy took Lucien's hands and looked at them. Nothing. "Can you at least meet my… uh… hungry lips?" Mundy blushed and Lucien laced his fingers with the Aussie's.

"Listen to you being flirty… That's new…" He leaned to meet his lover's demand. 

"I-I'm tryin'... Feels weird to hear myself say stuff like that. It's like it's not me…" 

"You are doing remarkably well, mon loup." Lucien whispered and his lips finally met Mundy's.

[god-save-the-keen]

Movie night

Part 2

Summary: Part 2 of this fic.

Words: 2.693

Warning: fluff / smut / NSFW / 🍋

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Amy was sitting on the couch in Adrian's office at Raines Corp, her legs stretched with the laptop on her thighs and her eyes fixed on the screen, concentrating on reading something. A soft smile lifted his lips as he observed her from the edge of his own screen, his gaze roamed her legs and body until stopping at her face, staying there for a long time.

"If you are going to look at me like that, you could come here and kiss me." She suddenly said with a mischievous smile, raising her eyes at him. He stood up, shaking his head with a soft laugh, and walked to the couch, grinning all the way. "Hi." Amy smiled taking his tie, pulling him closer as he lowered his face towards hers until their lips were pressed together, sweetly and slowly kissing each other.

"Do you have plans for this weekend?" He asked as she folded her legs so he could sit beside her.

"Not really. What's on your mind?" His arm on her shoulders, a curious look on his face.

"I have a surprise for you. And you need a new '20s dress." He winked at her, as she bit down on her bottom lip still smiling, hoping that what she was imagining was correct. She opened google and started to search for the perfect dress.

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"Amy, love, are you ready?" Adrian asked from the living room as he put his hat on. He was wearing a dark blue suit, suspenders under the jacket with big lapels, white shirt, black tie, spats, a silver pocket watch and his curls pulled back with hair gel.

"Almost!" She responded as a deja vu sensation invaded him, he wasn't sure if it was in a good or bad way but she was worth it. "Oh my god, look at you! You look even more handsome than in the movie!" Adrian turned and his jaw fell. Amy was always beautiful, inside out, but tonight, she was incredibly gorgeous. She was wearing a soft rose gold, sleeveless dress embroidered with silver, light gold and light pink sequins, silk fringe, red lips, a short blonde wig, a pearl and rhinestones headband and a small bag hanging from her wrist. She twirled for him. "What do you think?"

"I think you are the most beautiful woman in the whole world and that everybody is going to try to steal you from me." He took her waist with one hand as she smiled big at him. "And that I don't know what I did to deserve having you beside me."

"Oh, you know, just being your amazing self." She stood on her tiptoes, even with her heels he was still taller, and kissed him, placing her hands against his firm chest.

"Ready to go?" He asked, taking her hand and lacing their fingers together.

"Ready."

A short ride later, Adrian stopped the car in front of a flower shop called 'Through the Looking Glass' and descended, taking Amy's hand as he headed to the entrance.

"A flower shop? This late?" She asked as he smiled without saying anything. The place was big, a huge round table overflowing with bouquets filled the space with a strong, sweet flower smell. The ambience was fresh and clean and an enormous fridge with roses, orchids and other exotic plants occupied one of the background walls. A young woman with an apron approached them as Amy looked around a little annoyed that Adrian wasn't telling her why they were there.

"Good evening, welcome to 'Through the looking Glass', how can I serve you?"

"I heard the roses turn black and the orchids red this year." Adrian grinned, eyeing Amy's confused face.

"That's right sir. How many would you like?"

"19 and 25 please." The woman smiled and started to walk to the back as a satisfied Adrian followed her and an even more perplexed Amy walked beside him.

"Enjoy your evening." She said, pressing a button under a painting on the wall and the fridge opened to the side. Adrian heard her surprised gasp as he led her in, a contrasting heat wave hit their faces and the alcohol smell, mostly scotch, filled their lungs, overwhelming them until their senses got used to it.

"Since when is this here?" She shouted to make herself heard over the vibrant jazz that a band was playing in the background.

"Since 1925."

"You're kidding."

"I'm not. I was at the opening night." He looked at her, loving every instant of her reaction, she was smiling, bopping her head with the rhythm of the music and her cheeks flushed, looking radiant. "At first, it was a clandestine bar during prohibition after that it was exclusive to vampires and now, everybody can enjoy it." A mischievous smile was on his lips. "Anyone who can find it and knows the password at least."

"It's like a time machine."

"It is. But now it has a major improvement." She looked questionably at him as he kissed her knuckles. "You are here."

"You can be so cheesy sometimes." She smirked holding his neck.

"But, however, you are smiling." His hand gripped her cheek as the other held the small of her back, lowering his head towards hers, kissing her for a long time. "Drink?"

"Yes, please!" They headed to the little tables at the side of the dance floor, Adrian noticed how everyone watched Amy, feeling a pang of jealousy inside him, until her lips brushed his cheek, ignoring everybody except him. "This place is amazing! Thanks for bringing me and spoiling me by wearing these kind of clothes."

"Anything for you, love." In just a minute, they were enjoying their cocktails, chatting and laughing. Amy had her legs crossed, her feet tapping to the music's rhythm.

"Do you want to dance, doll?" Adrian asked, standing up as her face lit up.

"Lead the way, baby." She giggled taking his hand. "Did you used to dance the Charleston?"

"I actually did back in the day."

"Can you teach me?" He led her to the center of the dance floor, finding an empty space perfect for them. "It's so weird to imagine you doing something like that."

"I have lived almost three hundred years so far, love." He stood in front of her, ready to teach her the basics. "I have tried many things."

"I know. And I love your playful side."

"Good." He made her twirled, her laughter more beautiful than any song the band could play for him. "Cause I adore your smile." He pulled her towards his chest before taking a step back, holding her hand. "First, your hand has to be on my shoulder, like this." He gently placed her palm on top of his shoulder as the other held her free one. "I will make one step forward with my right leg and you do one backwards, then the same but with my left one." He moved forward as she followed his suit, watching their feet. "Now, you go forward and I go back, until we return to the initial position… Perfect."

"This is way harder than it looks." Her steps were clumsy and unsure as her feet continued moving, she was looking at the floor, overthinking her moves.

Adrian lowered his hand, touching her back, until reaching her hip, taking hold of it. "Try to hurry your pace and move your hips with the music as you look at me, kitten."

"Ohh, '20s slang, I love them." She did as he said, gaining confidence and grinning wider. The sensation of her hips moving against his hand and her flushed face, provoked him in a way she only could. A few songs later, he flushed her towards his chest again, passionately kissing her as the other couples kept dancing around them. "I'm pretty sure this isn't part of the dance." She beamed, holding him close, their lips brushing with her words.

"You want me to stop?" His lips taking hers for a moment before placing his mouth on the sensitive part of her jaw.

"Don't you dare." She tilted her head, everything around her disappearing, except him and his touch. He walked her to the nearest pillar until her back met the hard surface, leaning against it.

"You drive me crazy, doll." His voice smooth, as the words slid down on her skin, leaving goosebumps all over her.

"If you continue this and calling me doll or kitten…" She took off his hat, holding it with one hand as the other thread her fingers through his hair, missing the softness of his curls without the gel, pulling it a bit. "... I'm going to rip your clothes off right here and now." Their next kiss was rougher and needy, full of hunger for each other.

"Come on." He took her hand, leading her to a less crowded part until reaching a deserted hallway. She hugged his neck, heatedly kissing him again as he grabbed her hips, making her gasp into the kiss. They stumbled around for a while, going further into the hallway until Adrian forced a door open and they went in.

"Can we be here?" His mouth was on her neck, his fangs slightly scraping her soft skin as a familiar tingling but delightful sensation overwhelmed her.

"Definitely not." The room was filled with a lot of expensive looking bottles, glasses and little wood tables, like some private bar or tasting place. "But I'll pay for everything in here afterwards if it means having you right now."

"I'll take it." She dropped her mini purse and his hat, freeing her hands to push aside his jacket while his mouth, incredibly hot, went down to the edge of the dress' neckline. A couple of her fingers hooked one of the suspenders pulling it and playfully release it, hitting his chest as he groaned. She did it again, on the other side, as his low grunt lit her arousal even more.

"Are we roguish tonight, kitten?" He pressed himself closer, his crotch between her legs and a pleasured sigh emerged from her already swollen lips.

"Says the guy who just broke into private property." He chuckled against her chest, the vibrations of his throaty voice spreading a shiver on her back and goosebumps all over her arms.

"Touche." He took her lips with his again as their tongues played to each other, her hands trying to unbutton his shirt after moving the suspenders and tie away.

"What the hell is wrong with these buttons?" Her finger fumbled for a second as she considered just ripping it off of his body.

"Allow me." He pulled his shirt up, dropping it to the floor as her hands brushed his newly exposed skin, his muscles stiffening in response and his pupils dilating. His mouth crashed against hers again, rough and insistent, her lips parted for him as her hand tugged the hair on his nape. He grabbed her waist while her mouth kissed and nibbled his neck tumbling around, his back hitting a shelf, knocking off at least twelve wine bottles. Her heel kicked a chair and a vase until they finally reached a table. Adrian held her waist and lifted her, sitting her on the wood table with their mouths connected once more. "I have never wanted anything like I want you every single day." He knelt in front of her, his hand caressing one of her legs, slowly going up as she unconsciously spread them wider for him and the dress slid up towards her hips. When his smooth fingers touched her inner thighs, her breath caught in her throat, closing her eyes as his lips rose up in a pleasant smile. His hand continued climbing up followed by his mouth, kissing, licking, sucking, biting as her breath quickened.

"Oh god, that feels so good." He kept going up, his hands hooked the hem of the dress, lifting it so her loins and part of her belly were fully exposed for him. He kissed above her panties a few times, feeling how soaked and excited she was before continuing his way up towards her hips, her flat stomach, her ribcage until she lifted her arms up and he took off the gown, letting it fall on the floor and seizing her mouth again. She took the chance to unfasten his belt and pants, that he eagerly kicked out of the way, the tip of her fingers roaming his firm abs and strong chest as her teeth sensually bit his shoulder. He slipped his hand into her panties, touching her most sensitive zones and going inside her. Her back arched immediately towards him as her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, gripping the edge of the table hard. "Adrian." She purred.

"You look so gorgeous right now, love." His hand moving faster like her pulse, their skin felt on fire, threatening to consume them. A crack came from the table and he noticed with a satisfied smile the fissures under her hands. "Tell me what you want." His fingers continued their movements, arousing her still more, if that was even possible. Her nipples were visible rigid through her thin bra and he licked his lips before taking one with his mouth, gently biting through the fabric, making her gasp loudly.

"I want you, Adrian. All of you. Now." He started to remove her underwear, brushing her legs as the soft fabric left her skin, bearing her for him, her eyes focused on his moves, hungrily watching him as her teeth impatiently nibbled her lip. He pushed down his own underwear torturously unhurried before taking her mouth with his. He thrust himself slowly and deeply inside her, filling every inch of her, her lips parted releasing a gratified moan as the table cracked under her grip once more. Her hands touched his shoulders going to his back while he held her hips, flushing her closer as the pace between them increased. "Fuck!"

He moved faster and deeper, hitting her most sensitive spot almost immediately, her moans intensified and so did his groans.

"It's incredible--" He cut himself off when her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. "--How good you feel." Her nails sank in his skin hard enough to make him grunt, feeling a few drops of blood falling down. He planted his hand on the table, bracing himself as their tempo quickened even more, becoming rough and deep with every shove.

"Adrian!" She cried out as he felt her walls closing around him, getting close to her highest point, holding him like an anchor.

"I'm here, love." He praised, touching her forehead with his while his hand climbed up from her hip to her waist. She closed her eyes, her hands on the sides of his face, their chests pressed together and their lips just an inches apart.

"I love you." She beamed when she almost reached her climax, her skin so hot that it felt like she could burst in flame in any minute.

"I love you too, Amy." He moved his hand between them and began to rub her clit. In just a few seconds, she was coming down, shivering and repeating his name as his mouth crushed with hers, kissing her moans. He followed her and they both stood there, without separating and panting, his lips softly pecking hers while her hands lovingly stroked his cheeks.

"I was right… It does suit you in the '20s." She murmured and he chuckled a bit, still holding her close. "This place is wild."

"They didn't call it 'The roaring '20s' for nothing, love." They kissed again, softer and calmer, until they heard some passing noise behind the door so she climbed down and they changed into their clothes. He took her hand, lacing their fingers, and went outside. The band was still playing in the background and only a few people were still inside, lazily dancing around.

"Adrian... One last song?" He turned, holding her waist and she looped her arms around his neck, smiling. They danced until the sun was almost out, enjoying and holding each other close.

❣️

[gruviafan-forever]

DAY IV:- SUGARS

A/N: Hope this short drabble will suffice today's prompt. I actually found it bit difficult to write something solely revolving around sugar. But tried to link it in this plot. Hope everyone enjoys it.

The whole Fairy Tail knew the confectioneries made by their resident water mage was beyond the world treat for their taste buds as it would instantly melt down the moment it lands their awaiting tongue.

The older men would always congratulate the young ice-devil slayer for the fact that he got himself a homely, bubbly and charming wife.

As a teenager, Gray never believed the saying 'A way to man's heart is through his stomach'.

He felt everytime he ate something, mostly Mira's cooking from the guild, he would just feel 'yum' and 'delicious'.

A common complement which he would give at the end of each meal, let it be anywhere.

But ever since, he got married to Juvia, the fact once he thought meaningless became the golden truth.

He understood why it was true. As she not only made him foods out of love and care but also equally served him with love and compassion.

Everytime Juvia served him food, she would beam with happiness and always makes sure it was something of his liking.

Gray considers himself as a lucky man on the face of this world and thanks each and every soul who had given him a second chance to enjoy this life alongside with his Juvia.

It had been three years since they got married. They dated for few months and soon proposed her which Juvia never expected to happen anytime soon then.

When asked for his reason, all he said was "Because I can't stay without you by my side. I would have proposed you right away after the confession. But knowing you,that you would want us to date for sometime I restrained myself. So will you marry me?" He grinned and wore the ring around her finger.

So currently, Gray returns from the a week long mission who is eagerly waiting to see his beautiful wife waiting for him and welcoming him with warm smile and hug.

"I'm back" As he enters the house he was instantly hit with a wave of aromatic smell which bought a smile on his face.

He knew that she was baking something most probably pie.

Gray kept his bag on top of the shoe shelf and made way to the kitchen to see his gorgeous wife washing the dishes and soon the timer of the clock went off.

When she turns, she sees her husband standing at the door way with his shirt being lost and smiling at her with his arms wide open for her to join in.

Juvia soon rushed off to welcome her Gray-sama back by hugging and giving kiss on his lips which she had missed for a days.

"Welcome back, Gray-sama. Juvia missed you."

"Even I missed my wifey very much" He bent down to kiss his wife and had a small make out session.

Once after getting freshened up, Gray sat on the dining table waiting for his snacks where Juvia gave him some cookies and a glass of milk.

"You know Juvia, you are just as sweet as sugar. I'm hungry. Thank you for arranging this small treat before the dinner."

Gray grinned and began to dip in the cookie in the milk before taking a bit. He looked like a small child which he enjoyed as well.

This is a small habit which he had developed since wedding and continued till now.

"Anything for Juvia's Gray-sama." She smiled brightly and ruffled his thick raven mane, "Gray-sama looks so cute while eating Juvia's cookies. This makes her wonder how adorable it will be seeing you and our baby do it together."

Hearing her words, Gray nearly choked and began to cough where he ended up tearing.

"Our baby???"

He kept on coughing while Juvia patted his head and made him calm down.

Once he was okay, he asked her out of shock, "Are you pregnant, Juvia?"

That's when Juvia understood that her husband had misunderstood her words.

"No Gray-sama, just Juvia was wondering how it will look like seeing both of you together. Juvia knows we had talked about this."  Her smile fell down and went to the fridge to take out the pie which she prepared after half an hour back and kept for cooling.

"Juvia, I think it's time even we start thinking about starting a family. Now we have enough saving to raise a kid. So what do you think?" Gray said with flushed cheeks and a genuine smile.

Juvia smiled wide and nodded her head like a child which made him chuckle, "Okay come here, have a bit of it"

Gray offered her a bite of his already bitten cookie after dipping it again in milk and fed his wife affectionately.

"Even Gray-sama is so sweet." She praised him.

Gray after finishing his last cookie and milk replied, "Good for you as you are the only one who sees me like this. I can't live a day if Natsu and other guys from the guild finds out this side of mine."

Juvia giggled and wiped the milk moustache which was formed above his lips.

Just then, the door bell rings and that's when Juvia realized her guests have arrived.

" Oh Gray-sama!! Juvia forgot to inform you that girls and kids have come for a small tea party which Juvia decided yesterday and even they agreed. Looks like they have come. Juvia will go and attend the door while you just clean this table."

Gray agreed and proceeded to clean the crumbs and cleared the plate and glass.

As Juvia opened the door, she was greeted by the sight of two six year old Redfox twins and their mother Levy, Erza and her son, Simon and a very pregnant Lucy along with Wendy and Carla.

"Welcome everyone, Lucy-San! are you alright? How are you feeling now?" Juvia asked out of concern and moved aside so that her guests could enter.

Kids soon dashed inside the house after removing their slippers while the adults slowly followed them.

"Juvia, thank you for inviting us." They said in unison.

"Juvia thanks you all for coming. Kids, what do you all want?" She bent down a bit to ask their opinion.

"Sugar candies" The Redfox twins voiced out their opinion while Simon said "cookies".

"Juvia, just get what you have? Don't stress out yourself. So when's Gray coming back?" As soon as Erza finished her question, Gray enters the room and greets his friends.

"Hello ladies, looks like my arrival interrupts your girl's time." He said and sat on the arm chair where the kids were seated.

"Nothing like that." Girls assured him.

Juvia excused herself and went to kitchen to get what the kids had asked for.

Luckily, she had made the sugar candies a lot last time when they had come and was stocked up in fridge.

Once she had got what the kids had asked for they thanked their aunt and soon began to munch off. While the adults enjoyed the pie and a cup of tea and gossips about things.

Gray decided to entertain their little guests and took them to the garden where they played tags.

When it involved kids and his wife, he usual forgets his personality and turns to someone way different.

"Uncle Gray!! I want more sweets." Gale asked him while the other two nodded in agreement.

"Oh no kiddos, you guys had enough sweets for today. Just now, you all had pie, cookies and sugar candies." Gray tried to reason with them.

"I want those candies as they are sweet and sugars are visible and melts down in my tongue." Lily pointed her tongue which made him chuckle.

"Don't you like it, Uncle?" Now the youngest one asked him.

"I love your aunt's treats. They are the best. But your mommy will kill me if I give you again." He tried to convince them but no use as they began to show him their puppy eyes where he knew he was defeated.

As they went to kitchen with Simon in his arms, Gray got them each two candies. The kids became happy and went to living room where their mommy was there while the little guy also pointed in the same direction.

Gray knew now he would be scolded for his act, "Oh no! Gray did you get them?" Levy asked him while Erza glared at him.

"Yes! Uncle gave us. Thank you uncle." The twins thanked him.

"Gray, we don't want them to develop cavities this sooner. But who can blame Juvia's treat? Everyone has a sweet tooth for her confectioneries." Lucy praised her friend.

"Yeah! You are right, Lucy. We really can't blame her cooking skill" He winked at his wife who blushed in response.

Later at night, the couple discussed about their future children. Gray knew he was very lucky to have such a sweet and lovely girl as his wife.

And he knew even his children will be sweet and caring personality just like her with his sweet tooth for her baking alone.