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NO THANK YOU.💀👋
We don't need a twele year old girl with 16 year old boy. 😭😭 ,JUST LOOK AT LANCELOT FACE. HE LIKE "GIRL GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME* I'm not kidding.
#seven deadly sins#4koa#four knights of the apocalypse#mertylmylove talks#lancelot#Guinevere#lancelot x guinevere#Ewww no thank you.
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The Rooftop Date
The first time Mabaki reacted on instinct, not realizing that he may be developing feelings for Caira (lmao) (Full text of Caira's bubbles below)
Caira belongs to @floral-necromaniac
The text: "Did you know that stars are used to navigate over the ocean? Look there! Do you see this group of stars? This constellation in particular is connected to one of the navigational stars. The most well known of all them. The Polaris." "I found a book about celestial navigation in the archives of the Priory and it describes how you can use it to determine where you are on all of Tyria. Yes, I said it was over the sea but you can use this method literally anywhere. And not just with stars, but any celestial body you see. For example, the sun and also the moon." "The book describes several specific stars you can se as a tool to determine your current position. First you look at the horizon and then it’s a matter of simple mathematics to calculate the zenith of the celestial body. Of course there’s tools for all that, but just think about it. Isn't it amazing? Wherever you are... You just need to look up and-" Of course, Mabaki had been observant this entire time, taking in the moment to just sit still and listen to her ramble. And as her petals started to change color from excitement, he feels an urge inside him to lean in and kiss her. And he asks her to "Keep talking." And Caira looks away bashfully, "W-well, uh... I- ...." Mabaki never teases her about it and just pulls her into a side-hug.
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Something that happened very early on in their timeline, as Caira here is depicted with her old hair.
Mabaki doesn't really like the talkative/rambling type, and Caira is exactly that, hah. He used to get annoyed with her when she kept rambling on and on when they first met. Well, at this point he's starting to get used to it and is actually enjoying listening to her and finds her... even cuter... So on instinct he just does this...
And no, their relationship isn't clearly defined at all in this stage, and it doesn't really happen for a while....
Oh Mbk... how much of a wife-guy you'll turn out to be.... LMAO
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There's a few things I only started catching on in hindsight while making this piece. I did a basic plan for it, yes, but as I started to clean it, I added and changed some things as it went. Unfortunately, I ended up drawing the same face angle for Caira 5 times and it only really clicked with me once I started adding flats (talk about taking long to realize)
Next time I try something like this, I want to try and do different angles to make it more interesting... bah, unfortunate, but for next time!
And if only Mbk wasn't fighting me on that 1 face panel yeah man i redrew that shit 8 times i think he is so alkjsdfkljjskdjfslLKJSDF I HATE HIM i love him fuck you Mabaki LMAO
Also I'm hella shy about posting this but- but I still wanted to share. Surely in a few years time I'll look back and want to redo this... LOL
#gw2#guild wars 2#guildwars2#sylvari#mabaki#caira#cairadin#mabacai#its something simple and cliche in their uhh ship lore lmao#but its cute and cozy and its like hot cocoa you know? eh#WWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAHHHH DAMN IM ACTUALLY POSTING THIS#this took so long#just a sketch i said just a sketch i said#later on 'watch me shade it' goddamniiiit#worth it in the end maybe#i learned a lot and thats all that matters#my art#THANKS FOR READING ALL THIS WWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHH IM GONNA GO HIDE IN MY CAVE NOW SLKDJFLSDKFJDF#also frick you mbk for fighting me drawing that one face over and over cuz you have the cursed angle KJSDKFLJSDF#also gdi glaze why do you look like that ewww
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A message from an AO3 author to fanfiction readers:
If you leave a comment on my work, then I love you.
If you go through my account leaving comments on all my works and every chapter that I update, then I love you.
You will never be annoying. You will never be the exception. I will never not love someone appreciating my work.
If you leave kudos, then I love you.
If you just read my fic, and don't interact, then I love you.
If you scroll past my works and never read them, then I STILL love you.
We are a community, we love each other.
Let's stop forgetting that.
#And if you bookmark something I write#then I love love love adore you#And please don't be worried about a silly note you add to your bookmark#I will laugh#I will not go “oh damn this person is crazy ewww”#or whatever else reaction you may worry about#there is no wrong way to appreciate art and creation#there is no wrong way to love#from the bottom of my heart and to quell your reader fears (because we all have them):#Thank you and I love you#ao3#fanfic#fanfiction#open letter#fandom#author#writing
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so many people have said that as you approach your 30’s things start to fall into place but I don’t feel that at all. the closer I get the more it feels that everything is dissolving and falling apart
#it’s not all in a bad way!#I’m hoping Wendell Berry is right and it may in fact be that when we have lost our way our real journey begins#and there is something where in the dissolution of certainty God enters and directs us the way He wants us to go#and reminds us that we’re not strong and independent from Him but children in His hands#but I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss the certainty of 2018/22/younger Maria#I don’t quite know this new self#except for teaching everything is uncertain and I sort of daren’t pick up the colored pencils of life to do anything with them#I guess that’s what makes me really grateful for teaching#it’s firm and sure contact between me and the outside world#but everything else is just drifting and I am at sea!#anyways I am so sorry for putting personal self-reflection and analysis on your dash on this Easter morning#ewww ugh disgusting blegh I’m sorry#but trying to gain some clarity through words#Happy Easter! thank you for listening!! praying for you all
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no but like. why can’t i talk to wyll about anything. i can’t even ask him how and why he met mizora lmfao hello???? can i get a basic explanation of his backstory?????? you can ask astarion how he became a vampire and karlach how she ended up in the blood war and gale how he started pondering the orb
even if he just deflects like he did when i asked about his eye, bc im sure it won’t Actually be revealed until i try to get him out of the pact but it should still be an option???
#i’m trying to romance him and i literally have no way of doing so because i can’t actually talk to him anymore#exhausted my options very quickly#also speaking of romance. i kind of hate how it’s opt-out and also very difficult TO opt out#halsin said ‘thanks for saving me’ and i said ‘youre welcome’ and then he started flirting and both reply options felt like flirt lines#same problems with shadowheart and karlach earlier. approval means flirting ig#the inverse is kinda funny tho. astarion at the tiefling party going ‘i need to get laid but NOT by you EWWW ok bye’#but like. i don’t want to flirt and i don’t want to be rude. nice dichotomy idiot etc#baldur's gate#mine
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this post has been killing me all day. i said ew every time he was on screen. i yelled ew when he made the penalty shot. literally ewww tyson foerster
#everyone say thank you foerster okay#the rest of the post says about his seven goals in seven games but there's more than that now. also the context ruins the beauty of ewww#tyson foerster#flyers#philadelphia flyers#orion originals#sports#<- for my own tag organization don't worry about it
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!!!GIRL OF ALL TIME!!!
((click for quality, i am evil and use pixel art programs like a lunatic and most websites don't like that. REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!))
#haha.. really though i spent like . *checks invisible watch loudly* about eight?? hours??? on this fucking thing???#i am literally in hell forever!!!!!!!! ((no i'm not i am actually very awake and had fun making this thing))#anywhozit... tis tag time!!#scribs#maiiii tag :3#okay time for cringefail hell hours#eddsworld#ellsworld#eddsworld fanart#ew matilda#ewww gross haha .. jk sorry i love you/p#matilda ellsworld#ellsworld matilda#ellsworld fanart#matilda ew#eddsworld art#okay am done now#<- is dying on the floor and out of breath from listing all these tags#thank fuck it wasn't a group drawing.. i would cry i think#okay anyways give my art attention or i will blow you up with my mind realtime idfk kthanxbai
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FUCK OFFFFF
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some venti doodles i drew on an old sketchbook of mine that i stumbled upon at 3 am! i like to draw on old sketchbooks when i find them again, as a sort of progress check!
side by side comparison with an older progress check utc
i am well aware that i still have much to improve on, but seeing older drawings side by side with my current progress makes me realize that huh. maybe i did grow and improve, even just a bit :)
#tulip draws#tho i gotta say it's a little off...#maybe because i havent drawn on paper in a while? ive definitely been doing only digital these past months#anyway. im even much more soft and proud of myself because this sketchbook is from 2015#pretty much the year i started to really take art srs#so most of the stuff in here is. REALLY bad (and cringe. but let 12 y/o is so real for doodlin what she was doodlin in there)#but yeah!!! i love doin this lil thing#i definitely need the reminder that im doing well#im still not where i wanna be but i bet baby me is sooo !!!!! bc she wanted to draw like that#anyway now that all the mushy stuff is done.#EWWW 2018 MYSME ART BLEGHRHFJEHF#thats all thank you#i hsould sleep
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soooooo... alex highkey r*ped jean?? 😳 what the actual fuck
#axelle rants#the warp effect#nah I'm upset wtf I liked them together but that's crazy#jean bb hitting him isn't enough you gotta burn his house down with him in it thanks <3#also him not even knowing the concept of foreplay... EWWW
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@sansaorgana
Imagine Annatar (Sauron) suddenly learning that you are with child…
Celebrimbor hummed merrily. Annatar paused in the doorway and watched the ring-maker work with a smile. He did not know the cause and it was a bothersome thing. Noticing a small bottle of elvish wine open, Annatar took a step inside. His curiosity had peaked.
“Is there a cause for celebration that I am not aware of?” He asked.
Celebrimbor turned with a small startle. When he saw his friend, he smiled brighter and took hold of a second glass.
“You have not heard?” He asked and handed Annatar the drink.
“I have not.”
Celebrimbor turned and began to refill his goblet as he spoke with such happiness. “I have just received word from Lindon. My dearest friend Y/n is with child.”
Crash!
Spinning suddenly, Celebrimbor saw the shattered glass at Annatar’s feet, the red wine staining his robes almost like blood. Annatar snapped himself out of the momentary lapse and looked at the mess sheepishly.
“Apologies, I must have lost my grip.” He said.
Celebrimbor smiled in kind. “I was the same when I heard. Is it not the most joyous news?” He handed Annatar a new drink.
Accepting once more, Annatar smiled back. “Quite.”
But within him, a rage swirled. You were carrying his child and the elves had chosen to keep this a secret amongst themselves. They decided as if it was a choice for them to make.
Then a fear quickly began to take root - did you think that he would hurt you? That he would hurt the child?
No. He needed to find you. He needed to understand if you played a hand in keeping this secret.
He also needed to explain that while he is a product of malice and cruelty, he poured all of his remaining capacity of love for you into the creation of this new life.
~ More imagines here ~
A/n: To the anon who inspired this fic.
#thank you so much for writing this so I wouldn't have to 😅#tumblr reading minds again#I love the fluffy twist at the end#he HAS a heart 🥺🖤#sauron x reader#regardless of my usual ewww factor when it comes to children. I'd read the fuck out of this if there were more 🫣#reblog
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🤕 Confession about receiver's muse injuries/sickness (past or present).
“Are you all really interested in all of this, if you think hearing about a past illness is going to allow you to get inside my head, you have a long way to go” he said with a soft chuckle, still he would play along and answer the question, he had nothing to lose. “Let’s see, I doubt a simple cold will engage your interest although the different types of cold viruses are something else entirely! Let’s see when I was eleven I nearly died from a severe lung infection, my family thought I just had a cold and didn’t take it seriously until I was rushed to the hospital, medicine and time away from idiots did the trick and I made a speedy recovery, it was quite interesting you know, thinking about what was happening to my body at the time, unfortunately, I recovered for some of you! Better luck next time I guess.”
#headcanons: crawling into the spiders web#jim replies#he is like ewww family#tw: childhood illness#thank you anon!
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today someone compared me to a cute bunny, I don't think anyone has ever insulted me this much without wanting to
#I know I'm not fierce or anything even if I have no clue how people perceive me. I'm not an idiot#but a bunny??? a fucking cute bunny???? that's how you see me?!?!??!?#a wet dog or a dead bird would have been less insulting#a big reason might be because I lack confidence. but it can't be only that#the same person also told me I look cute in a oversized jacket I tried for fun. NO EWWW FUCK THAT#what have I been doing wrong. how do I stop this#this might sound crazy but I'd rather look pathetic than cute. that's how much I hate it#like if you have to woobify me at least do it right#do I need to start smelling again like when I was 12 and didn't shower thanks to depression#should I put oil in my hair and vomit on my pants#I'm exaggerating of course#pointless microblogging#should I start being meaner?!?!? google how to stop being cute search#should I wear creepy jewellery and a t-shirt that says ''I watch surgery videos for fun''
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#omg do u ever do smn. and it gets posted publicly AND YOU HATE IT.#and you actively avoid it but then you actually go back and give it a chance and it actually. isnt as bad as u rmr.#me with the tenshiprojectM yt uploads im in ALKSDJ#like SURE i fucked up and didnt do my nazuna voice properly (sobs sorry nazuna ily) but it wasnt wronnnngggg...?#like my sweet sweet white song part wasnt WRONG.. but its not nazuna. and i struggled w that shit for so long ASKDLJS it came out cute tho#and Aisle Be With You. i was having mic problems so i settled with whatever in a rush.#And it also turned out very not Nazuna sounding.. But like its not wrong?#mic quality differences making me cringe tho#eW THE MIC QUALITY IN JOYFUL BOX. I THINK I WAS SICK WHILE RECORDING TOO EWWW#... but AGAIN. its not WRONG..... ><#aw my duet w aria and fallin love = its wonderland isnt on youtube :( only twt..#tbh thankfully my groupmates r really thorough ALSKDJ if im wrong they say so asap LMAO#and thank them for that fr fr bc this shit always gets posted on yt </3#44597#OMG FUCKIN TMI BUT I RMR THE FIRST RECORDING. EVERYONE ELSE GOT TO ACT CUTE. BUT THEY TOLD ME NOT TO LMAOO#BC I COULD ONLY GET THE “NAZUNA SOUND” OUT OF MY VOICE IF I SANG LOW NORMALLY. LMAOOOOO#it was so unfair </3 so now i sound uncute in every recording when we are a CUTE GROUP. THE OTHER 3 R SOOOO CUTE.#MATSURIYO EMAKI. I REDID THAT SHIT LIKE 4 TIMES BC I KEPT FUCKING UP SOMETHING UP. DIFF THING EVERY REDO. SO ANNOYINGGGG#it was my last line i think. so annoying it kept sounding cute or flat i just fucking gave up#oUGHGH AND FUCKING NOIR NEIGE... BANGER LINEUP. what the FUCK was i doing there!#KUUKI AND BASIL CENTERS? HOLY SHIT? TALENTED AS FUCK NATTO AND ASTE?#i fuckin love natto btw and lowkey got like. singing crush on basil and kuuki hoooooly fuck#I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT WAS THEM UNTIL THE VID WENT UP#i was just like “ayo that guy sounds good who tf is that (doesnt recognize his user)” BASIL. IT WAS BASIL.#so uPSET I DIDNT REALIZE. I RECORDED WHILE SICK AND USING THE SHITTY MIC. bc i just had like 1 line and i had another noir neige to record#sobs
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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃? 𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ⋆⭒˚.⋆༄
—gojo satoru x fem! reader
𓈒⟡₊⋆∘ your husband’s already given you two children, one more wouldn’t hurt right?
𓈒⟡₊⋆∘ cw: fluff, smut, breeding, praise, petnames, squirting, impregnation, dirty talk
𓈒⟡₊⋆∘ a/n: requested by anon, i loved writing this so much
Eight years.
You and Gojo had been married for eight years. Having met each other in high school, him being the one to get down on one knee the second you both had finished college. He knew you were the one for him ages ago.
That you were his from the moment he met you.
Some would say that you two were living the dream life, despite how young you both were. Gojo never hiding the fact that he was willing to spoil you day by night.
He loved you more than anything. And he never failed to show that through the many acts of affection. His favorite one being buried deep inside you as he whispered the sweet nothings into your ear.
The sex drive of your marriage was high, that was a fact. It was how you ended up with two children in the first place. Two girls who looked exactly like their dad, not even bothering to try with your genes. They had his complexion, his hair, his overly beautiful eyes. They had everything of his.
When you had your first daughter, most people in your life assumed she was an accident. Assumed that Gojo had simply “forgotten” to pull out.
They didn’t know how noisy you’d gotten that night, holding onto your husband tightly as you begged him to fill you up. Begged him to put a baby in you. You wanted to feel all of him.
Your second child was all him. Him begging to give you another one. To pump you nice and full with one more baby. And who were you to say no? You two were building a family and you loved it.
Four and two.
Those were your daughters’ ages, beautiful girls who looked almost identical to each other, obviously. You liked to call them and Gojo triplets. And it made his heart swell knowing that they were something you had both created. Together. Even though they clearly had a favorite already.
His daughters clung to him every second that he was around them. Refusing to let daddy go as your youngest sat in his lap with an adorable grin. Giggling softly as her big sister tied scrunchies into the soft bed of white hair.
“Mommy look! Daddy’s all pretty now,” she clapped, clearly proud of her work as she pulled lightly at the short ponytails.
You watched Gojo grumble under his breath, unable to hide his smile as he looked up at your standing frame. Cheeks tinted red when you laughed softly. “He is baby, he’s very pretty now. Looks just like you two.” Leaning down to peck both their cheeks with a smile of your own.
You yelped softly as you were pulled down, sat on the other side of your husband’s lap as he smirked. “You know who’s just as perfect as you two? Your mommy.”
Your older daughter hummed, cuddling into your lap with a nod. “You are very pretty mommy. Wanna look like you when i get big.”
You couldn’t find the words. As much as you knew that was impossible, it warmed your heart to the core. Especially when your other daughter nodded in agreement, fitting herself on you beside her sister. “You’re very very pretty mommy.”
“Thanks my babies.” You smiled warmly, an arm wrapped around each of them as Gojo wrapped one around you. “Now, you owe me a little kiss too.” He pouted. You giggled, pressing your lips to his in a short kiss before pulling away.
Neither of you wanting to hear the exaggerated ewww that escaped from your daughters’ mouths when you kissed for even a second too long.
You liked to think that you got lucky to have such sweet children. The kind that makes others actually want a child of their own.
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You loved your life. Everyone could see that. But it had been way too long since you and Gojo were able to spend some alone time together.
It wasn’t your idea, it was his. And you couldn’t not give in when you allowed yourself to think about it. A weekend all to yourselves with complete privacy. A chance for you both to relax.
It was Friday, and you rung the doorbell to your dear friend Nanami’s house, a childish grin on Gojo’s face as he waited for the door to swing open.
Nanami raised a brow upon seeing you two, a cup of coffee in his hand as if you’d interrupted his peaceful morning.
“Uncle Kentooo!!” Two high pitched voices rung out. Little legs running to hug the blond man by his own. Nanami’s eyes widened momentarily, steadying the mug in his hand away from the two latching on to him.
A small smile gracing his face when they grinned up at him. “Well hello you two.”
Gojo grabbed the cup from his friend when your daughters started making upsie signals with their hands. Nanami picking them both up on either side of his torso, turning sharply on his heel as he asked them about their week.
“If that isn’t the sweetest thing I don’t know what is.” You giggled, Gojo’s hand on the small of your back as you brought in two pink princess bags. “So.. Kento-”
“We need a favor.” Gojo was quick to cut to the chase, Nanami not bothering to even watch him as he let small hands play in his hair. His emotions far from the bored expression on his face.
“I’ll watch them.”
“Thank you so much Kento. My parents will be coming for them tonight.” You smiled, the man only nodding with a hidden shrug. “You’re just lucky they’re nothing like him.” Pointing his head in the direction of the man sat next to you.
“Hey!” Gojo gasped in faux offense, “I’m awesome thank you very much.”
Nanami only scoffed. And you and Gojo stood up to give your girls a final hug and kiss to their foreheads. “We’ll see you on Sunday okay my darlings? Grandma and grandpa will come for you later yeah? Mommy and Daddy love you so much.”
“Uh huh, bye mommy, bye daddy!” They sung together, something else that they tended to do from time to time.
As you walked out of Nanami’s house, ready to go home and pack a few clothes, your head tilted. Confusion evident on your face when you looked up at Gojo. “Doesn’t he have work today?”
“Yeah but he adores them. He’d skip work everyday if he had to.”
It was true, Nanami was one of your biggest supports. He was always willing to take them off your hands for even an hour. He hated to admit it but he loved them like they were his own. He truly thought of himself as an uncle.
You found it adorable how serious he was until he was sure you left. Allowing himself to give into their tea parties and makeovers. He was one of the people you trusted most.
You knew that your daughters were in good hands for the day, especially since Nobara and Yuji would be there. Their inner children coming out whenever they were around your daughters.
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Gojo had taken you to a hot spring resort nearly two hours away. One of the best that he could find.
You were in awe the second you stepped into the place. Never getting used to the amount of money Gojo was willing to spend on you.
The room was huge, and to say it was gorgeous was an understatement. But it paled in comparison to the view. The large steaming pools which were adorned with large marble sloped rocks and tall trees. The whole resort enclosed within mountains which seemed to touch the clouds. The sun setting behind beds of luscious green as the sky glimmered pink and orange.
It was perfect.
Snd the first thing you did after settling in was head into the heated waters. Breathing out contented sigh as you sunk neck down. Allowing the warmth to calm every last one of your nerves. The tension you didn’t even know you had in your shoulder slowing subsiding as you leaned your head back onto one of the large rocks.
“This is amazing.” You smiled, blinking your eyes open to look at your husband, who kept complaining that the area he was in was too hot. Not allowing himself to go any further than his legs until you pulled him into a hug.
Letting the water flow in place at your shoulders. Ignoring the over dramatic faces that your husband was making at the “heat”, simply resting your head in his neck as you relaxed in each other’s arms.
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The tv blared ever so slightly as you cuddled into Gojo’s side. The coolness of the room unable to beat the warmth that still stuck to your skin. You had just got off a call with the girls. They were at their grandparents’ house. No doubt having way too much dessert before bed. Though they’d most likely get to stay up late watching cartoons.
“You know..” Gojo started, his fingers trailing soft shapes on your skin, “We should have another one.”
You lifted your head off of his chest, “I don’t think they’ll sell us drinks right now love.”
“I’m not talking about drinks.” Your stomach fluttered when Gojo turned you over, his knee in between your thigh as his lips ghosted over your ear. “I’m talking about putting another baby in you.” Allowing it to brush over your clothed clit.
Your lips parted in a whimper when he kissed down your neck. Swiftly pulling off your shirt to kiss at your chest, taking each of your nipples into his mouth while he fondled the other. Your hips bucking up into him when he began grinding his hips slowly into you.
You shivered when his lips touched your belly. Peppering it with small kisses as he hummed against your skin. “Let me make your belly swell.”
You moaned softly, nodding your head eagerly. “P-please.”
“Hmm, gonna give me a third one sweet girl? Gonna make us a pretty family of five?” He husked, kisses getting more aggressive as he trailed back up. His cock twitching at the little whimpers that you failed to contain when you made a noise of agreement.
“Mhm, ‘m gonna give you another one. Wanna give you another one.”
“Yeah?” He breathed, looking for that final bit of confirmation before his lips smashed onto yours. The kiss hard and needy as he worked on removing the rest of your clothes. His fingers dipping down between your folds with a groan. “You’re so soaked f’ me pretty.”
He ran his hand up your slit teasingly, rubbing tiny circles onto your clit making you whine out. “Toruu, no teasing.”
He chuckled, his thick cock prodding at your entrance as he lifted your legs to wrap around his waist. Your hands instinctively draping around his shoulders so that he was pressed into you. A loud moan sounding through the room as he sank into you.
You let a small mewl escape your lips with every movement of his hips. His thrusts gradually increasing in pace till he was hammering into you. Pulling his length almost all the way out before slamming it back into you.
Bright blue eyes met yours, your breathing getting heavier as your back arched off the bed. Nails digging into the skin of his back as you were rocked back and forth. Your husband’s thick cock stretching you out so deliciously as it repeatedly kissed your sweet spot. The position allowing him so deep inside you that he bulged lightly in your stomach.
“Toru, nngh— so good. Ahh.” You were getting noisy. Your cute babbles mixing with the loud echoes of his skin hitting yours. The mere force of his loving making it twice as loud.
You could only moan shakily as you pulled him even closer. Drool covered lips parting in sweet cries when your nails scratched down his back. “O-oh fuck. Ahhh.”
“Taking me so well. My pretty little wifey, can’t wait to see you carrying my child again. Fuck,” He grunted, squelching noises growing louder as your sticky pussy leaked onto your thighs and his. The whole roomed filled with your lewd sounds of pleasure as you both fell into each other. “Gonna fill you up real good baby. Stuff that messy pussy so full of my cum and watch that belly swell.”
Your legs trembled at his words, your hold on him tightening as the rhythmic slapping clouded your brain. Your vision blurring with tears as your stomach tightened. Every nerve along your walls being set on fire as you were fucked like you’d disappear in any moment.
Gojo’s sinking to elbows at the sides of your head for you to cry into his broad chest when you felt yourself nearing your high. “Toruu— so good Toruu, so g-good.”
“Hmm you’re close f’me,” he groaned, your pussy holding him snug as your body shook. “Shit, gonna make you a mama of three. Gonna give it to ya so deep— f-fuckk. Look at me when you cum.” He whispered lowly, your glassy eyes peeling open to blink up at him dumbly.
“Nngh— ‘m, a-ahhh, Toru ‘m so c-close.” You couldn’t think. Your brain unable to process anything but him and the way his cock was fucking into you so good. Your thoughts blanking out as you were engulfed by an indescribable pleasure. Mouth opened in a final cry as you fell off the edge.
“That’s it. Cum f’ me baby. Make a fucking mess on my cock. There you go— just like that.” His thrusts never slowed as a high pitched scream bubbled in your throat. Your body trembling uncontrollably beneath him as you let go. Sopping pussy gushing all over him just the way he liked it. His thrusts never losing their pace as you squirted with a continuous string of moans.
Your husband’s thrusts got sloppy. Head falling into the crook of your neck as he unknowingly slowed down. His thrusts hard and deep as he moaned into your delicate skin. Finding it adorable how your little mewls began to match his pace.
“Love this pussy so fucking much. Could pump her full of my cum every fucking day. Shit— here it comes baby.” His slow thrusts synced with his words, lips capturing yours hungrily as he buried himself deep inside you. Tip sat at your cervix’s entrance when his cock twitched. Spurts after spurts of the the thick substance flooding your insides with heat.
Gojo pulled away from you, a small string of saliva connecting your lips to each other’s. You stayed clung to him like a koala to a tree. Tiredly smiling up at him when he pecked your nose. “If we keep having children every two years we’ll end up with fifty grandkids.”
He chuckled, resting his forehead against yours. “So, what are we gonna name her?”
“Her?”
“We only have girls so far baby, i don’t think it’s in my blood to have a boy.” He joked, both of you laughing as you thought of any possible truth of his words.
“I wouldn’t mind a boy,” You sighed softly, using your finger to brush away the loose strands of hair that fell over his eyes. “I think he’d look just like you.”
Gojo’s hand rested on your belly, using his thumb to rub over it softly. “I’d love either, only cause i’d know that i made them with you.”
Your heart skipped a beat. “I love you so much.”
“ And I love you more than you could ever imagine sweet girl.”
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Rafe Cameron x Reader smut
Family dinner with the Camerons sucks… he needs to take his frustration out somehow. Luckily his pretty girl is right there.
Warnings: Ward Cameron ewww, fingering, dirty talk
Very ashamed to admit I thought of this when I was in a car with my family 😔
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You were actually pretty excited for this. Not particularly excited to see Ward or Rose. But Sarah was okay and Wheezie was amazing. Plus a dinner with the Camerons meant dressing up nicely, taking time to do your makeup, making sure your hair looked perfect, wearing a silver necklace with Rafes initial that he got for you. You felt good about yourself.
It also meant your boyfriend was gonna dress up. Wear a nice black shirt, wear his expensive rings, he’d smell so damn good. God you couldn’t wait for him to pick you up.
Rafe was almost at your house. He always tip-toed around the idea whether to invite you to their family dinners or not. Because… what if you wouldn’t like it? What if dragging you into their family business hurt you in some kind of way? What if it revealed to you what kind of a person he really is? That one scared him the most. But the image of you beside him kinda drew every worry away.
All of the remaining worries disappeared once you opened your door for him and flashed him a smile, hugging him tightly without even giving him a chance to take a proper look at you. “Hey there beautiful, hey let me get a look at you,” he mumbled and pulled away, his eyes scanning your figure head to toe.
You looked so fucking hot to him. In that figure hugging black dress with your hair up, revealing your pretty neck and the necklace that sat there, letting everyone know that you were his.
He gave it to you a while ago when he was just about to pick you up to take you to dinner. Rafe pulled up and saw you through your window, pacing around in excitement, checking if you have everything and debating over something with yourself. He just sat there for a minute, just eyes on you you, admiring you in peace (he didn’t feel at peace often… but always with you). Your own eyes looked out the window and you smiled at him.
He was at your door immediately, “Hi,” you threw your arms around his neck, pulling him close to you.
“Hey,” he murmured and burried his nose into your hair and neck as you leaned into him. “You smell so good,” he whispered, squeezing you tightly. “‘That what you were debatin’ about in the window? My, my…”
You chuckled and he got enamoured by that sound instantly, he allowed you to drag him inside, his lips softly kissing your neck the second he closed the door of your room, and while he was at it, he searched for a little fancy bag in his pocket. He gave you a little bite to let you know he really missed you.
You pulled on his hair and he let out a groan, biting right under your ear before he stopped completely. “Close your eyes for me baby.”
You did, all giggly and it made him chuckle as well.
He opened the silk bag and pulled out the thing. It was a bit fancier but honestly he didn’t need an occasion… he just wanted to get it for you. So he did. It was a necklace made from silver and really dark red ruby detailing with the initial “R”.
You opened your eyes and took a look at it, “Oh.” You smiled, showing your teeth, leaning in to kiss him. “Thank you, baby, I love it.”
“I love you,” He returned the quick kiss. It looked so damn good on you. He sighed once he finished putting it on you, admiring you, his fingers roaming your body.
“I love you,” you gasped for air as you felt him squeeze your hips.
“Okay,” he kissed your lips properly this time, “we still have some time,” Rafe mumbled between kisses and gave your lower lip a bite, “God…”
You had to redo your whole makeup that day…
He chuckled when he thought of that memory. Unfortunately he couldn’t afford the luxury of dragging you inside and showing you who you belong to, show you how much he loves you or cover your entire body in markings today. His dad was waiting for him. And Rafe couldn’t let him down.
The drive there was nice, you kept on rambling about your day and Rafe listened and kept playing with the hem of your dress with his free hand. When he tried to go higher you lightly smacked his fingers and he rolled his eyes and just kept massaging your thigh.
“I can’t wait to see Wheezie,” you’d say, and he knew what you were doing, mentioning his little sister on purpose to throw his mind off dirty thoughts about you. It definitely worked. For about a minute.
Ward was waiting for you. He said hi to Rafe and welcomed you with the fakest smile you’ve ever seen. You fake smiled right back at him. Rose never really treated you like someone important enough to even look at, she just considered you Rafes hook up of the month (even tho you’d been together for a while), and said a quick hi and ignored your presence for the rest of the evening. And you were glad she did.
Sarah was nice, smiled at you here and there as you two helped out with decorating the table — Ward insisted that neither of you had to do any work but you both genuinely enjoyed it. She was making small talk, and you knew she didn’t really trust you enough to open up. But she was being polite and she chuckled at your jokes so you appreciated her presence.
Sarah didn’t mind you at all. You were nice to her, funny, and she felt like she often clicked with you right away and like you might even become friends. But you were dating Rafe. So there must’ve been something sketchy about you and she’d rather not know. The idea of anyone finding him appealing genuinely confused the hell out of her.
And then there was Wheezie, running to you the second she saw you (ignoring Wards comments about being polite and not running around the garden), she immediately welcomed you, gave you a colorful bracelet she made and shared her thoughts about the events of a tv show you were both watching.
“And Jimmy cheated on her?! Come on!”
“Oh my God, I know right?! I really felt like he would never…”
Rafe watched you two with softened eyes, the image of you wearing his necklace made his pants feel tight but you laughing with Wheezie while wearing a bracelet she made you made his heart melt. He didn’t even notice Ward tried to call him over. Until he did. He straightened and made his way over to dad, feeling the sudden cold surround him.
“Yeah, dad?” He asked, not missing how irritated Ward was already. Ward explained another guest will be joining today — an important man, potentially a new business partner. He’d join with his two kids as well. Rafe wasn’t happy about it. If he knew it was just going to be a business meeting he wouldn’t have dragged you along.
“Be at your best behavior, son.” Ward said with a cold face and went over to Rose.
Rafe wasn’t very talkative for the rest of the evening. You could tell he wanted to impress his dad. He sat straight, he laughed politely at jokes that were not fucking funny at all, and you could not be more irritated by the kid that sat next to you.
Ward forgot to mention that these two kids were absolute fucking spoiled brats. And they both got a seat next to you. The kid closer to you would constantly hit his spoon, making the food spray everywhere, he’d occasionally kick you under the table, he spilled his drink and a little bit of it got on your dress. The kid sitting next to his brother was not any better, constantly making loud noises. God you were fuming.
Rafe noticed all of it but he was surprisingly better at hiding his anger than you were. He really was so different around his dad. When the kid kicked you again you were ready to throw hands, but Rafe touched your leg under the table and squeezed your thigh firmly, trying to tell you to stay calm. He looked at you with soft, sad eyes and you hated his father so much in that moment.
You locked eyes with him, your anger only getting worse as you raised your eyebrows, clearly irritated and ready to stand up for yourself, but he just kept pleading for you to stay calm with his own eyes so you rolled yours and grabbed his hand with your own, forcing him to squeeze your thigh a lot more. You moved his hand up, and squeezed again, signaling for him to keep it there.
He stopped eating for a second, his body freezing as he did exactly as you asked, grip so firm it’s definitely gonna leave a mark, his cold rings sending shivers through your legs and his fingers dangerously close to your pussy, spreding warmth through your belly. He kept squeezing and massaging, trying to ease your tension.
“… Well, what does your son think about that?” The man suddenly asked and Rafe’s gaze shot up, feeling panic tug at his nerves.
“Um… sorry, could you repeat it?” He asked, Ward was killing him with his eyes, anger and frustration so evident. And Rafe was cursing himself as well. He was listening the whole time, only allowed himself to get distracted for a few seconds. But Ward didn’t know that. Now it looked like Rafe didn’t know how to be professional at all and like he wasn’t paying attention the whole time. It looked bad for business. He embarassed his father and—
You felt his hand loosing it’s grip on your skin, his fingers running cold and begin to shake. You grabbed his big hand into your own, connecting your fingers with his and running soothing circles over his fingers with your thumb.
He was so glad he had you.
Rafe actually gave a thought-out answer, trying to focus on details and benefits of the deal but the man didn’t pay him much mind anymore.
“Hm,” was all he said.
Ward chuckled. “Don’t bother asking him any more questions.”
Rafe was like a statue in these moments. Unreadable, still, and so cold. But you knew him. You saw the way his eyelids became heavy and his eyes empty.
Fuck Ward Cameron.
Fuck that man. And his stupid brats.
The dinner dragged on, you ate some of the food and Rafe did too, but you could tell he didn’t want to eat at all. You kept holding his hand in your lap under the table. His fingers sometimes brushed against the inner side of your thigh again, but his mind was elsewhere.
Everything escalated so quickly when the kid grabbed a piece of meat off his plate and slapped your arm with it. Rafe fucking snapped.
“Hey, dipshit, quit it!” He yelled at the boy, his protectivness over you blinding him.
“Rafe.” Ward warned but that was the fucking line right there.
“Do some stupid shit one more fucking time to her and I—“
“Rafe!”
“— and I swear I’ll—“
“RAFE!” Ward yellet and slammed the table, standing up. “Leave.”
Rafe looked at him, anger seething from him, he was breathing heavily and standing up too. “Seriously?” He spat and you swore you’ve never heard him talk to Ward this way. So angry, so careless what his father’s gonna think. And it was over you. To protect you. Even now he was standing in front of you, shielding you, protecting you from all this bullshit.
“Leave, Rafe, now!”
“Alright!” He grabbed your wrist, dragging you with him, his grip too rough and sharp. You followed, not even getting the chance to thank them for the food but you honestly didn’t know if you’d even manage to say thank you to Ward ever again for anything.
“Rafe—“
“What?!” He snapped at you as well as he led you out of the gate towards his suv. He realised that he was hurting you immediately after and let go of your wrist. “Fuck, sorry.” He said, much softer.
“‘s okay.” You rubbed your hands together.
“I can’t fucking believe this shit,” Rafe mumbled, still seething, his steps so fast you almost couldn’t keep up now that he let go of you.
You knew better than to try to comfort him in this state. It was so easy for you to offer comfort whenever he was sad, you knew your way around his sadness so well by now. But not his anger. He needed space. He needed to groan angrily and hit his steering wheel a few times and then once he stopped breathing so heavily you reached your hand to his, running your fingers over his knuckles.
“Thank you.”
“What?” He mumbled, mind still a bit hazy.
“For standing up for me like that.” He kept quiet and you weren’t sure if it was okay to joke around already but you added that it was really hot anyway.
He chuckled and you grinned as well, getting through to him.
“Whatever, kid.” He mumbled and started the car.
He was tense the whole ride, and you missed when he joked around with you earlier and kept rubbing the hem of your dress between his fingers. You missed his touch as well.
“Rafey.”
“Hm?”
“Hand?” You tried simply, reaching for his hand, leaving it up to him to decide if he wants to give it to you or not right now. He listened immediately, offering it to you, using his other hand to drive.
You smiled and brought his knuckles to your lips, kissing them gently. “What would I do without you?” You mumbled, and kept kissing his hand softly, you felt him tense up and smirked.
“You always protect me so well. Make me feel safe.” You keep going and you know it’s pulling at his heart. That’s all he ever wanted to do, keep his close ones safe. You keep kissing his index finger until you reach it’s tip, gently sucking on it, and biting down.
“Fuck,” Rafe groans and immediately reacts, inserting his middle finger into your mouth as well, pushing down on your tongue, going deeper and then out, and back in. You keep twirling your tongue around his fingers and biting down gently.
He stops at a red light and takes his fingers out of your mouth, you don’t even really have a chance to say anything, he leans over to you and grabs your necklace and pulls you in as if it were a collar. With so much force you’re surprised it doesn’t snap.
“Think you can fucking do that, huh?” He says in a low voice, kissing you rough, his teeth clashing with yours and his tongue exploring your mouth. He tugs at the necklace, pulling you closer, earning a whimper from you.
He keeps kissing you and biting your lower lip until a green light illuminates your face. He pushes you back with force and starts driving again. His hand finds your thigh and he shamelessly squeezes it, making yet another sound escape your lips.
He smirked and ran his middle finger over your already coated panties, rubbing you over the fabric, only making it more and more soaked. “Desperate much?” He mumbled.
You gave a quick nod and rocked your hips against his fingers, wanting more, needing more. “Shit, alright baby, here,” he pulled your panties to the side and brought his fingers to your mouth again.
“Get ‘em nice and wet for me, would you?”
You immediately obliged, taking his fingers in, moaning when he moved them in and out a few times again. Rafe collected your saliva and brought them to your aching pussy, revealed to the night air.
“Words, princess,” he mumbled and kept teasing you with light touches.
“Fuck, Rafe please,” you arched your back, trying to reach his hand with your hips again.
“Words.”
“Fuck me with your fingers, please.”
“Atta girl,” he almost moaned himself, inserting his middle finger in, stretching you out good for him, feeling the slick around him, he pumped in and out of you a few times before adding another finger, making you moan and grip his wrist, making sure his hand would stay there and using it to support yourself as you moved your hips against his hand a few times, desperate.
He ran into another red light and the second the car stopped his lips were swallowing your again, his now free hand gripping your hair, pulling your head back with force, revealing your pretty, pretty neck to him. His long fingers pumped in and out of you quickly, his rings sending cold shivers through your entire body and his teeth now marking your neck, leaving purple bruises.
“Fucking love you, y’know that?” He mumbled and you whimpered a quick mhm, leaving a wet pool on his seats. Rafe groaned when a car honked at him and he had to drive again. He stopped moving his fingers and you desperately moved your hips but he almost pulled them out.
“Nuh-uh, baby. Only on red lights, alright? Be good.”
“No, Rafe, please,” you whined and he pulled his fingers out of you, suddenly leaving you feeling empty.
“What was that?”
“Nothin’,” you mumbled. He smiled and inserted them back into you, but didn’t move. “Good baby. Such a good baby for me, hm?”
“Y-yeah,” you whined, the urge to move against him too strong. He knew that. He felt bad for you so he rubbed his thumb over your clit. Real slow, making you even more desperate.
You saw a red light and your eyes sparkled with excitement but it flashed green right before he stopped the car.
“Fuck,” you whispered and Rafe laughed and fucked you with his fingers for a bit, feeling bad for you. But then he stopped again.
“Rafey I can’t—“
“Shhhh,” he cooed, rubbing your clit with his thumb gently, “you can.”
You kept whining and begging but he didn’t give in until a red light. Finally. You were the one to pull him in this time, biting his lip and kissing him roughly, mixing your salivas and rocking your hips so desperately against his hand. He groaned against your lips, having you so worked up sending shivers through his own body.
“Fuck, like that?” He asked between the messy kisses, hitting a spot he knew all too well, and you closed your eyes and breathed weakly, nodding.
“Words or I’ll stop, princess.”
“Yeah, right there. Shit, fuck— right there Rafey,”
He sped up his movements, fingering you so fast and so deep and so good. A green light illuminated your fucked out face but he didn’t care. There were no other cars on the road and so he just didn’t go.
“Rafey—“ you arched your back, covering his fingers in slick, his rubbing on your clit sending vibrations of pleasure through you.
“Mhm? Gon’ cum for me, princess?” His voice was hoarse, rough, he was breathing just as heavily as you, kissing and biting your neck.
Finally a wave of pleasure ran through you as you reached your climax, shaking from how good it felt. A green light illuminated you again and he wished he could just stay there and stare at you, admire you. But this time he had to go, so he used his free hand to drive again, fingers still inside you until you stopped shaking and throbbing around him.
“There you go,” he chuckled, collecting some of the slick you left on his seat, “made such a mess,” he mumbled and brought his fingers to your lips again. You obediently opened up, licking and sucking and tasting yourself off him so lazily all of a sudden.
“Can’t even clean after yourself, baby,” he scolded you but in reality he didn’t mind at all, collecting the rest and sucking it off his fingers himself, getting drunk from the taste of you.
He kept his hand on your knee for the rest of the ride, rubbing gentle circles with his thumb, knowing you felt sore. You were falling asleep, eyelids heavy and mind foggy. You didn’t even notice it when the car stopped. Rafe got out of the car and walked over to your side.
“C’me here,” he mumbled and picked you up, carrying you, “let’s get you to bed, alright?” He whispered and you mumbled a quiet mhm, clinging to him.
At this point he forgot about the disaster at the dinner, his mind focusing on you only.
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