#Fank you very much

[metalgeartwo1990]

why do I feel like a fucking monk dying on his life's work everytime I have to write a lab report

[tinylilacbun]

Hi! Could you do a Rafe x Little!Reader where it is the readers first time being little around Rafe and the reader is very shy and emotional and it’s just all cute and fluffy please?

I totally get it if you can’t!

Btw, I absolutely loved your Moody Princess one shot, thank you so much for writing it!

Baby's Safe Space

Pairing: daddy!rafe x pogue!little!reader

Warnings: age regression, small mentions of past abuse, soft!rafe, fluff

A/n: Thank you lovely! I hope I made the request justice and that you like how it came out 🫣🫶🏻

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It took Rafe some time to understand the aspects of regressing but after you explained it to him he started to do more research on his own, and maybe buying some stuff online he thought you would like, to show his support.

You told Rafe that regressing is just how you cope with past trauma you endured during your childhood.

He understood how important it is for your little self to feel safe and protected, knowing it's not for everyone to see and felt honored that you finally got the courage to talk about it with him. That you feel safe enough in his presence to show your most vulnerable side.

Growing up at the cut with abusive parents took quite a tool on you and as you found out about the term age regression it was clear to you it's what you needed to cope or what you deserved to have.

Rafe was beyond anxious that he somehow mess things up by saying or doing the wrong thing that it results in you being little by yourself again.

He felt bad knowing you probably were only little when he would have busy work days or a business trip.

It was a little into the afternoon and you just got out of the bathroom after doing your skincare and Rafe instantly noticed the pastel colored jammies that had little bunnies printed all over them.

He smiled at you softly, internally excited as hell to finally see that side of you and even curious as to how different your behavior is now in this state.

He noticed at the way you fiddled with the hem of your shirt that you're probably even more nervous than him right now, which is totally understandable.

It was already a hard challenge for you to even tell him about it.

Putting his phone aside he waved you over to him.

"Come here, baby. Promise I won't bite ya." He smirked and to see you smile a little was already a triumph to him.

Shyly you shuffled over to the bed, climbing your way up to snuggle into Rafe's side and grasping his shirt in one of your hands.

He wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head when suddenly he remembered what he had hidden under the bed. "Ah- wait a second..."

He reached beside under the bed to pull out a white box with a rather big red ribbon on top of it. You sat up straight when he placed it between you both. "I- uh...thought you might like it and if not that's totally fine."

You haven't even opened it yet but Rafe certainly knew you cherish absolutely anything he gifted you.

He was just afraid he would go too far with what he bought you but the sparkle in your eyes already eased his nerves a little.

You slowly took of the lid and gasped. There was a lamb stuffie, color books with crayons, and some obviously custom made pacis in your favorite colors you had been dreaming of getting for yourself for a while now.

You instantly teared up, scaring Rafe beyond belief. "Hey, hey...what's wrong kid?" He asked reaching out to cup your face in his large palms, his thumb swiping away the tears that slipped before asking. "Was it too much at once?"

You quickly shook your head which was a little hard with him holding your face. You placed your hands over his, smiling at him. "Dey are happy tears."

"Really? You don't have to say that just to-" you silenced him by leaning forward to peck his lips.

"fank you, Rafey..." You whispered and he pressed his forehead against yours.

"Not for that, baby. I'd do anything to make you happy."

After your sweet moment you only pulled out the stuffie and a paci, placing the box on the ground beside the bed and snuggled back into Rafe's side. You popped in your paci and had the lamb held snugly under your chin while he turned on the TV and looked through Netflix for a movie that suited your headspace, yet he had some difficulty.

"Can you tell me how old you're feeling right now?" He asked and you held up three fingers. After a moment of looking through the kids section he stopped when you squealed quietly and pointed your finger at the screen at seeing your favorite cartoon making Rafe chuckle slightly. "Alright, guess it's gonna be this one."

He put the cartoon on play, an arm wrapping around you to keep you close and kissing your head.

You sighed contently, mumbling sleepily from behind your paci. "Lub you Rafey..."

"I love you more, baby."

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Taglist

for everything:

@my-river-lilly @pauntedblacknails @fanfictioniseverything @devilslilbabysblog @buckymydarlingangel @hallecarey1 @daybreakwinter @loveshineslikethesky @wandaslittlewhore @vase-of-lilies @white-wolf1940 @simpingbutch @mischiefsemimanaged @alina02 @teddybearsgrr @doozywoozy @angelbabydoll28 @glxwingrxse @lilymurphy03 @veryvaughnny @lokigirlszendaya @youngstarfishdinosaur @little--baby--bear @minideathgoddess @rach2602 @aagn360 @gh0stgurl @flourishandblotts-inc @fluffyblanketgecko @lovelyy-moonlight @yoruse @kissforvoid

Crossed out are the ones I somehow can't tag!

[d1s1ntegrated]

omg ur streamer shigaraki is SO MHMGGGFFFFF, ive been thinking ab shigaraki w his (super out of his league heaven sent) gf and how chat goes crazy when he does a gf reveal at like a 1 mil milestone or whatever.. GAWDDDDD

“chat is this real”

“How did he pull HER?” type beat

streamer!shigaraki: gf reveal! 1mil subs :)

mini smau/lowkey crack

ignore how poorly made the tweets are i did my best 😔

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"alright fucks we somehow made it to a million, i'm gonna finally prove im not lying and i do in fact know the touch of a woman"

chat going absolutely wild waiting for her to show up

instead he gets up, goes off cam, and returns with a cardboard cutout of some girl from high school dxd and the chat immediately spams L

->"loser we knew u didn't have a gf"

->"touch grass buddy come on"

->"go back 2 streaming games bro"

->"it's ok we're all a little delulu sometimes"

->"ur still my fav bro"

->"buddy...."

->"clapped"

->"not the dxd girl wtf"

->"ew"

->"LLLLLLLLLLLLLL"

->"troll"

he reads the chat out loud, stopping specifically on "troll". he smiles wide and nods

"yeah, i guess i am a troll. i dunno, what do you think babe?"

an unfamiliar voice rings out, muffled from the side; "you might be"

you come out from the side to "read the chat" better and they stop altogether, like chat literally dies for a few seconds

->"what."

->"WWWWWWWWWWW"

->"ain't no way"

->"HOW"

->"how much does he pay u"

->"NO SHOTTJWJW"

->"YO????????"

->"HE PULLED HER??????"

->"W"

->"IS THIS REAL??"

->"guys he's lying it's his sister"

->"he doesn't have a sister dumb fuck"

->"ON GOD??1?1?2"

->"CAN U BE MY GF TOO"

->"SHIG UR GF SO HOT PLS DONT DIE"

->"on my knees crying"

->" ('-')7 sorry we doubted u"

->" ('-')7"

->" (•_•)777777777"

->"W"

-> "w chain"

->"W"

->"W"

->"W"

you sit on his lap and he grins, laughing at the reactions of the chat

"i fucking told you"

you laugh and read the chats out loud, answering a few of them along the way

"no i'm not his sister, ew, it's very real, we've been together for a while now, also that cutout is mine, i bought it for the stream"

over the next few hours, both of your phones go off repeatedly with notifications. social media sites are booming with your reveal, and #shiggygfreveal becomes a top tag on twitter.

scrolling through the tag, you find multiple posts about how beautiful you are, how lucky he is, etc

u both finally decide to collab, which brings a huge number of followers up QUICKLY

chat is forever stunned and bowing at shiggys feet because of it ('-')7

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guys lmk if i should keep making this smau/other ones cause this was kinda fun ngl

hope u enjoyed :-3

fank u 4 the request sweet babe @yuckyyenaa ! 🥳🫶

[marvelkiddie]

Errands with a little Stockholm baby girl

Wanda had to get some groceries and she decided that you will be joining her, this will be the first time you’ll ever be out of the woods, she trusted you, well she trusted that she had brainwashed you enough that no attempts to escape will ever cross your mind.

Will you be a good girl for mommy? remember you have to hold mommy’s hand the whole time sweetheart she said while buckling you up into the little car chair, the ride to town took so long that you fell asleep against the car window Wanda stirs you awake to get out of the car holding you tightly.

You had walked into a couple of stores when a funny feeling in your pants started bothering you, you told mommy but she didn’t pay much attention you noticed that she was looking everywhere very carefully but didn’t say anything about it, mommy i really need to go potty pwease are you sure you can’t hold it baby? You’ve been holding it for the last 30 minutes but the apple juice you had a few minutes ago was making it a painful task to take, she agrees and takes you to the nearest restroom she can find, you are sitting in the potty feeling very embarrassed because Wanda is not leaving your side, in fact she is standing right in front of you waiting for you to be done, your flushed cheeks are not concerning her at all, are you almost done? a whine a little too loud earns you a pinch in your leg, your lips start to tremble and Wanda sternly tells you to not cry because you are in public, that weally hurts me mommy you said pouting extra hard and trying to control the tremble of your pout rubbing the sore spot mommy left on you, hurry up baby we don’t have much time to get everything we need, she helps you up and snaps your little onesie under your big girl clothes and holds your hand extra hard on the way out.

Walking around the small downtown you can’t help but notice that people look at you with concern but also look at your mommy with angry and confused faces, you don’t register when Wanda tells you its time to go back home, your little legs speeding trying to keep up with the pace your mommy its dragging you down to the car, she buckles you up in record time and sits in the drivers seat and speeds off, the ride to the cabin she is very quiet so you hum some little tunes to fill the weird atmosphere that makes you feel a little worried, you were a very good girl baby, you behaved really well how about you get a snack before bathtime and maybe sleep on mommy’s bed tonight? Yes yes yes fank you mommy !

[milessunflowers]

LOVE STORY

request (because my dumbass published before i wrote anything and don't know how to unpublish): hi oli!! i haz a request can you do a fic or headcannons or summin with yuki and a reader who's about to publish their first book? my dream is to be an author, so this is like... pure self indulgence haha. fank you >3< <3 -bear

to this bear i say 1000% i love this and this feels like it fits so well with yuki because yuki and author reader just feels write (very "you know how to ball, i know aristotle)

yuki tsunoda x male!author!reader

synopsis: yuki's beloved boyfriend is finally publishing his first book, the book based off of their relationship

author's note: so so excited for this because yuki deserves more love and he works so well with an author reader and ik ive said this so many ttime but like it does. anyways, bear, hope you like it!! as always, feel free to request!

he is literally so supportive of you

from the moment you presented the idea and then through all the long nights of writing

would bring you coffee if you were working late

made sure ate and drank water

he kept your spirits up when you went through rough patches like if your editor is particularly harsh

makes sure you are taking care of yourself

he will cook for you all the time and sit in your lap if you are having a particularly hard time writing

hes like a koala with his face pressed into your neck

it makes things easier to write (but is also so distracting bc it's like he's right there and you just wanna, well, you know)

he is probably more excited then you are when you finally finish the final manuscript

he cooks such an extravagant meal that ends up leaving leftovers you guys give to pierre

he is with you during your book launch

then with you on your book tour

he smiles so widely when you talk with fans, loving to see that you are the center of attention

not to mention how excited and enthusiastic you get when speaking about your work

he buys every single different book cover and in every single language

he shows them off to everyone because he's like "that's right, that's my boyfriend"

after the first month of it being published, he finally reads it

he didn't know it was based on your relationship until the dedication at the beginning

it read: to the love of my life, my rock, yuki. thank you for supporting me through everything. i love you

he literally cries when he first reads it

literally sobbing

you find him crying and are so confused

like why is he crying?

hugs you tightly and explains how much he loves you too

that night is wild. let's just say he is more giddy then he had ever been

if you ever need inspiration for a sequel, he helps you brainstorm

basically it goes: think, write, eat, cuddle (more than cuddle most of the time), sleep, repeat

you sequel is even better then the first

and you owe it all to your wonderful, short, boyfriend

TAGS! (if you want to be added, lmk!)

@op-81-lvr-reblogs, @koalapastries, @justaf1girl, @ghostking4m, @spoonfulofmilo

[mellowsadistic]

The Flower Girl - Part 2

As Grace stared at Jessica, angry and confused, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

“What are you doing?” she mumbled. “What’s going…”

But Jessica’s presence suddenly seemed magnified tenfold. It was as if Grace was looking up at someone much bigger than her, even though she and Jessica were the same height. There was a strange tingling in her brain, a rush of sudden vertigo. She imagined she might fall over, right onto her bottom. She giggled. That would be silly! She shook her head vigorously from side to side, trying to clear it.

“Not your… Not your big day,” said Grace, frowning. “I’m the bride.”

Jessica let out another one of her tinkling laughs. “Silly baby, you’re not the bride! Rob can’t get married to a silly little girl like you. This is my wedding, but I’m being very generous and letting you be the flower girl. Aren’t you lucky?”

Grace felt her head nodding enthusiastically. “Fank you!” she heard herself lisp. What the hell was happening?! The flower girl? Her head was clearing, but it felt as though she couldn’t control herself, like she was nothing but a passenger in her own body!

“Look what I got for you to wear, sweetie,” said Jessica, and she held up the dress she’d been carrying.

It was silly, frilly, and very small. The sleeves were puffy, the short skirt looked more like a tutu than anything else, and it had a large bow on the back.

Grace felt sick at the sight of it. No self-respecting woman would ever wear something so childish, something clearly meant for the youngest of children. But her body seemed to think differently. She heard herself gasp with excitement, and she thrust out her arms and made grabby hands at the ridiculous thing.

“Awww!” Olivia and Caroline cooed.

What was going on?! What was happening to her?! Her head was fully clear now, but Grace’s body still was completely out of her control. Why were Olivia and Caroline acting like nothing was wrong?!

“Alright, Gracie,” Jessica laughed. “Let’s get you changed. Olivia, Caroline, could you help her out of my dress?”

The two women hurried forwards and got to work. Grace could only stand there obediently, smiling vapidly and crying on the inside while her bridesmaids worked together to strip off various pieces of her attire and lift the beautiful dress back up over her head, leaving her in nothing but her underwear – and she didn’t get to keep those for long either.

“I can’t believe we ever thought you were an adult,” Olivia said, unclasping Grace’s bra and letting her large breasts spill out. She tittered at the sight of Grace’s tits wobbling on her chest. “Isn’t it funny how such a silly little girl has such big boobies? These massive knockers must have been how you tricked Rob into thinking you were a grown-up.”

To Grace’s horror, she started giggling and jumping up and down on the spot, making her bare boobs jiggle about madly.

Everyone laughed at her, and Olivia said, “I thought so! You’re just a naughty little brat, aren’t you sweetie? Just like Jessica said. I’m so glad you’ve come to your senses, Gracie. Jessica is clearly the one who’s meant to marry Rob, not you.”

Olivia would never say those kind of things to her! Grace was sure of that. Jessica must have done something to her, and Caroline as well!

Once Grace was standing in nothing but her undies, Olivia went over to Jessica with her wedding dress and started to help her change into it. Meanwhile, Caroline took the flower girl dress and held it up again for Grace to see.

“You’re going to look just like a princess, Gracie!” she said brightly.

Just like before, Grace couldn’t take her eyes off the mirror in front of her. But this time, her transformation was very different. Caroline slipped the tiny little flower girl dress over Grace’s head and started making adjustments to it, brushing down the skirts and squeezing Grace’s tits into the bodice.

Grace winced. It was so tight across the chest that it was painful. Her breasts bulged out obscenely through the fabric, and the puffy, frilly, tutu-like skirt barely reached past her bottom.

“There we go!” Caroline said. “Don’t you look pretty?”

Grace looked at herself in the mirror. She wanted to rip the ridiculous dress off her body and scream at everyone until someone told her what the fuck was going on. She wanted to smack Jessica hard across the face and throw her out of the venue. Instead she smiled stupidly. “Uh-hu!”

“Don’t forget to do her hair,” Jessica smirked, and Caroline nodded.

Grace could only stand there with a dumb grin on her face while her bridesmaid tied her sleek blonde hair into ridiculous pigtails sticking out from either side of her head.

There was a knock on the door and Annie, her third bridesmaid, finally came back into the room.

“Hi girls!” she said.

Grace prayed that maybe, this time, someone was going to come to her rescue. But then she saw that Annie was carrying something. Something large and white and rectangular.

When she realised what it was, Grace felt as though her heart had dropped into her stomach. Even the stupid little girl in charge of her body didn’t like it.

“Don’t need dat!” she heard herself whine as Annie came towards her, unfolding the crinkly, adult-sized disposable diaper as she went.

“Oh yes you do!” said Jessica loudly, and Grace looked over at her, her bottom lip trembling. “Toilets are a thing of the past for you, Gracie,” she said, a malicious look in her eyes. “Stupid little girls like you go potty in their pants, and that means you need a nappy on.”

Annie lifted up Grace’s flower girl dress, slipped a finger into the waistband of her underwear, and started sliding them down.

Grace looked on in horror, a stupid little pout still on her face, as her lacy white lingerie, a sexy surprise for Rob on their wedding night, was tugged down her legs. No, she thought, watching as Annie tossed them aside, come back!

But Annie was already slipping the bulky diaper between Grace’s legs, holding it up while she taped it into place. Grace could feel the soft, thirsty padding pressing against her pussy, ready to soak up all the pee-pee accidents she might have. This couldn’t be happening to her!

“There we go!” Annie cooed. “This suits you much better than that little lacy number. Your undies need to be designed in terms of how many potty accidents they can hold, not sex appeal.”

Once Grace’s nappy was on, Caroline stepped forwards again and, in case there was any doubt about Grace’s new position, placed a flower crown on top of her head.

“There’s just one more thing she needs,” Jessica said, walking over to her old clothes and fishing in the pockets. “Here we go!” She came back over and shoved a bright pink pacifier into Grace’s mouth, where it immediately started bobbing between her lips. “Perfect,” Jessica purred, drinking in Grace’s appearance like she couldn’t get enough of it. “We’ll be ready to go very soon.”

While her bridesmaids made the finishing touches to Jessica’s outfit, Grace toddled around impatiently, her thick diaper rustling noisily between her legs.

Then, without warning, she felt a sudden pressure in her bladder. She clutched her hands to her crotch, but the urge to go had become uncontrollable almost the moment it had appeared. Grace felt pee rushing into her pants, drenching the thick padding between her legs. The front of her Pampers discoloured, sagging until the yellow-tinged padding peaked out below the hem of her dress.

“Uh-oh,” she said softly, wrinkling her nose as the sharp smell of piss reached it. Inside her head, Grace was shrieking in horror. She wanted to throw up. She’d never been so disgusted in her life! It was awful, the feeling of her pee sloshing around in her pants, the sopping wet padding pressed against her nether regions. Someone had to save her! They had to!

At last, Jessica was done. She smirked down at Grace in her ridiculous little flower girl dress, dummy in her mouth, her hair in ludicrous pigtails. “I think someone had better check the baby’s nappy,” she said.

Caroline stepped forward, lifted up Grace’s dress, and probed the front of her diaper.

“She’s done a wee-wee,” Caroline announced. “Should I change her?”

“Is she about to leak?” asked Jessica.

“No, I think it can take a bit more,” Caroline replied, as Grace fidgeted in place like an impatient little girl, praying desperately that her bridesmaids would come to their senses, that someone would rescue her.

“Leave her for now,” Jessica instructed, a note of delight just detectable in her voice. “We don’t want to waste nappies.”

“You’re in charge,” said Caroline, and she actually did a little curtsey.

“That’s right,” said Jessica, her smile widening. “I am. It’s my big day, after all.”

[eldritch-spouse]

Imagine being a government cyber security agent and you're investigating why the term “Clergy's Eye” seems to disappear from the web as soon as it appears. Your poking around ends up attracting the attention of Fank-e.

Oh he loves to fuck with you. Hardcore.

Fank-e likes the persistent ones, the ones who actually do know a thing or two about tech, about how to exploit search engines and look for patterns hidden in too many lines of code for your average Joe to care.

Fank-e has never been sloppy, ever, but he likes to leave a mention up just a little bit longer so that you can feel accomplished, feel like you discovered something, that you're getting closer to some sort of fantasy breadcrumb trail.

It's much like playing tug of war with a dog, you have to let them have their way once or twice, or the dog will get disappointed and bored. So Fank-e plays with you, one crumb there, one blurred image here. He sees the joy in your face through your webcam when he leaves those little presents.

Your room is a mess, your life is a mess, there are bags under your eyes and your skin has acquired a sickly sebum. It's clear this investigation of yours, fruitless from the start, has taken over your entire existence. You've stopped being a functional person even. Fank-e isn't the best human caretaker out there, but even he is starting to feel a bit remorseful for the state this little game has put you in. For tricking you into messaging him, into making it seem as if "Skiddled33znUts" is yet another researcher who has noticed "the Clergy patterns"- As opposed to your very rival, eliminating extra bits of potential evidence through your conversations.

Yes, it's quite sad he determines.

Which is why he figures you should get to see the results of your work. You should see The Clergy's Eye! He's going to take you there. Keep you. You're his favorite squishy so far. So fun to play with, so smart, he loves the way you type and the workarounds you find to his lovingly crafted digital barriers. Fank-e refuses to let this end.

It's about time he does something too, you're becoming frail, this game is becoming too taxing on your poor mind, and it shows in the way you reply to him, always so open. Like a book.

You: Idk, I feel like I'm running in circles at this point...

Skiddled33znUts: naaahhh d0n'7 b3 L1k3 d4t. 1 B3t W3'r3 cl053 70 F1Nd1n' 50M37H1N' 900d!!

You: I don't think so skiddle

You: I'm tired

You: I'm stuck

You: I need

You: idk anymore dude

Skiddled33znUts: h3y.

Skiddled33znUts: 17'5 L1k3 4Am.

Skiddled33znUts: U 5h0ULd G3T 50M3 5l33p.

You: I guess you're right

You: I'm being dumb

You: Goodnight

Skiddled33znUts: G3wdn1Ght! ;P

Yes.

Tomorrow.

Sleep tight, dummy. He can't wait.

[blkkizzat]

PLSS KALI i need a whiff of those balls right after a workout. sweaty , musky testicles to the bridge of my nose im not kidding. can you imagine what those pits smell like after the gym 🤤🤤🤤. my mouth is watering in real time. but the way i wanna play w his balls in my mouth like two marbles swishing around im FERAL for that fictional dick. when im ovulating all i can think ab is toji doing me dirty in prone bone OH MY GOD i need that massive man fucking me into the mattress. like i need his balls to tense up when im around. he needs to know im his BEST eater. need his libido saying SLOW DOWN BITCH. i need him abusing my gspot just once 🤓☝🏽 and ill be set for life 😩. thank u gege for creating my baby daddy, now creat a scene in the manga where he comes back and breaks my fucking back and bed. this is very incoherent but jesus seeing yall talk ab tojis gooch made me wanna rant.

can i be 🦷 anon? pretty please?

HIII 🦷 nonny welcome pookies!! dflhjkadskfj prone bone toji yasss with like a foot on the back your head keeping you down...dfjklhsfdkjs gege needs to deliver toji doujin porn istg.

also you got me writing... smellygym!toji thots... imagine toji gets home from the gym and you just immediately attack him. he always works out hard so he lets you pretty much do your thing and love him and all his stinky down.

you do just that as your drag him to the couch, already having a beer open ready for him the second you heard his car in the driveway. haphazardly, you toss him the remote so he can watch whatever game was on while you straddle him.

toji turns on the game and takes a sip of beer while you grind on his thick daddy sized thighs. needing more sticky wet contact, you peer off his sweat soaked shirt. toji grins at how eager you are scent yourself on him rubbing your body against his. uncaring how "gross", he was, in fact he was almost sure you preferred him better a lil sweaty.

spoiler alert—you do.

toji can feel how warm and moist your lil cunny is getting through his gym shorts. especially as you burrow your head into the musky fold under his shoulder. swirling patterns of slick sweat over his ribs and biceps as you grop him desperately while you gasp like you've never breathed air before while inside his pit.

toji can feel your hips pick up speed and your thighs clench around his muscular one.

"ya gonna cum already, mama?"

muffled affirmations fumble from your lips, he smelled extra potent today. the pheromones lacing his scent making you lose your own goddamn mind.

"did extra sets today just f'er my nasty lil slut, made sure to get nice and sweaty."

"f-fank yoou dafdy, fuk!" you cry out into his pit.

toji takes another swig of beer before placing it down on the table next to the sofa, his free hand now guiding your hips even faster on him. leaving a slime trail of your depravity lingering on his shorts.

wanting to taste him your tongue flattens to lap at the musty sweat, not caring that his this thick hairs scrape over your tongue. you gasp as the bitter taste of his musk stains your throat and you nearly choke from the loss of air as his heavy bicep presses you deeper into him. toji twitches, ticklish from your nasty lil tongue. the jerk of his body drives his thigh further up into you and smashing your sensitive clit and that's enough from your orgasm to rack threw your body as your muted moans resound from his pit.

you take a moment, dizzy as you heave, sliding your head out and onto his chest.

"ya still want more, my freaky lil' mama?"

you can only weakly nod as your body replenishes itself with the much needed untainted oxygen.

toji lifts you momentarily chuckling at your whines as he pushes his shorts down his hips just enough to bring out his dick and balls. "well you better get to it then mamas." toji smacks your ass. "these dirty balls ain't gonna gargle themselves."

.....lmfao nonny u got the toji demons coming out of me right now. cause wtf is thiskdshfsjkdhsdjhk 😭😭😭 consider this welcome present.

[fayes-fics]

Teacher Bridgerton

2k Celebration Masterpost

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, Modern AU

Summary: Modern AU Benedict, primary school art teacher

Warnings: none... fluff, dad!Benedict

Word Count: 830

Authors Note: Last of my 2k follower celebration drabbles. This is for @guiltywaves with the prompt of art teacher Benedict (ask here). i had to end with some soft dad!Benedict, Unbetaed. Enjoy! <3

“Is this right, Mr Brid-etun?” a boy holds a piece of paper aloft, struggling to enunciate the last name a little, wiggling in his tiny chair.

“Daniel, this is art,” Benedict explains softly as he drops to kneeling next to the little boy. “There is no right or wrong; just whatever you want to draw, do that. And please call me Ben.”

The boy looks at him wide-eyed, almost suspicious. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am sure. I am your art teacher, remember?”

The boy nods solemnly and reaches across the low table for a crayon. 

“Fank you, Ben,” he murmurs, a little peek of tongue at the corner of his mouth as he draws an arc in bright green.

Benedict smiles at the little boy and then stands back up to survey the cheery art room filled with 5-year-olds, preoccupied with crayons and their imaginations. It never fails to make him happy when Reception Year has its lesson every Wednesday morning. And not just because of one very special person it contains.

He never saw himself as a teacher, but a 2-month volunteering stint at summer classes on a whim became a temporary placement the following term that somehow became a job. That was seven years ago—he has never felt more content.

“Uncle Ben, I drew a cat!” a voice pipes up proudly, and he turns around to see Mary Bridgerton beaming up at him, holding a picture of what could possibly be a cat. It's a bright purple circle with rather demonic-looking red eyes and lightning-bolt yellow whiskers.

“Mary, that's very… colourful,” he offers diplomatically, bending down to ruffle her hair. “But remember, I'm just supposed to be Ben at school; I'm Uncle Ben at home,” he whispers as his brother's youngest child taps a finger to her nose with a wink, her pretty brown eyes shining as if agreeing to safeguard some grand secret. 

“I want to draw a car,” Mary’s friend Lila sighs wistfully.

“You can do it, Lila. Here,” Benedict hands her a blue crayon. “Try with this. I can help if you get stuck. I’ll be right here. And look, it's blue, just like your Mummy’s car.”

Lila rolls her eyes. “Yes, I know, Daddy. I’m not colourblind like Uncle Colin,” she replies dryly, eliciting a peal of laughter from Mary. She is often far more mature than her years, and she is growing up so fast that sometimes it terrifies him.

“Lila!” he admonishes quietly. “Remember, you must call me Ben when we are at school! And Uncle Colin isn't colourblind; he is just clueless about how to dress himself,” Benedict adds with slight relish.

“But Mary just called you Uncle Ben,” Lila retorts, drawing a quite impressive version of a blue car for her age—Benedict's heart wells at the sight but schools his expression the best he can.

“It was a accident!” Mary pipes up, indignant.

“It’s okay, Mary,” Benedict soothes. “Just remember to call me Ben at school if you can.”

She agrees and returns to her art—starting on a quiet terrifying-looking green dog. 

_____

“Mummy, look!” Lila runs up to you as you walk in from work after a long day, the delicious scent of garlic and herbs greeting you as soon as the front door opens.

She is holding aloft a remarkable drawing of a blue car. Very much like the one you just climbed out of.

“That's wonderful, Lila!” you compliment as you drop your work bag and take the paper from her for a closer look, kissing her cheek before she runs back to the kitchen table excitedly.

You wander in after her, admiring her handiwork, to be greeted by your husband feeding your baby boy in his highchair as dinner simmers away on the hob.

“Somebody is taking after her Daddy,” you smile indulgently, leaning in to kiss his jaw as you watch his face light up with joy, seeing what you have in your hands. He turns his head to capture your lips instead.

“I am so ridiculously proud; she's my star pupil. That's bad to say, isn't it?” he confesses over your lips, grimacing slightly in an utterly enchanting way.

You chuckle, nuzzling his face, enjoying the slight rasp of stubble. “It's just fine, Mr Bridgerton. I do believe it’s okay to play favourites if the class contains your own daughter.” 

“I'm just glad she draws better than Mary,” he confesses, keeping his voice soft enough that Lila cannot hear.

“That bad, eh?” you laugh, dropping a kiss on your son's hair as he mashes banana into his own cheek, burbling happily.

“Stuff of nightmares,” he shudders, and you can’t help but giggle.

“Well, I'm certainly not telling Anthony,” you warn, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as his twine around your waist, pulling you into his comforting embrace. “Or Kate.”

“Yeah, me either; I’ll give Mary a gold star and lie at parents' evening,” he jests into your hair.

“Smart man, teacher Bridgerton.”

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[we-are-inevitable]

when you write davey, how do you picture him? Like what are the physical characteristics you imagine in your author brain?

oooof ok im not gonna lie my davey is VERY ben fank-adjacent. ive recently fallen for green eyed davey though! dark brown hair, nearly black, and a few moles on his cheeks and shoulders. he’s 6’5 on a good day and built with lean muscle. he has callouses on his palm and ring finger from writing so much. his hair isn’t necessarily curly but it isn’t straight, either, and he keeps it short but some of it always falls in his face. he wears glasses most of the time. his pants are always a little too short and his shoes are always a little too small and his body is always a little too awkward. his teeth are a little crooked. he has a really sharp jawline and pointy chin and he’s all lines, no curves. he has scars on his knees from falling. big ears. big nose, hooked. thick eyebrows. yeah.

[milleeeeeee]

pt.150

i’m going to take a break from making and posting memes… (like i’ve been so fucking active lately)

i’ve been very stressed lately and i’m having a hard time coming up with new material and it’s not as fun to make anymore:/

the last couple of memes has mostly been to just fill it out so i could end at 150… heh:)

i thank you all so so so so much for all the love and support you guys have given me through the whole thing🫶 and who knows, i might post one or two memes here and there

again FANK YEW SO MUCH!!! and i love you guys!

take care of yourself!

MUCH LOVE!<333

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

HOLA, PERSHENDJETE, HALLO, BONJOUR, AND ANY OTHER LANGUAGE! :D

Just wanted to say something very IMPORTANT, LIKE I GOTTA GET THIS OFF MY CHEST (Okay how ✨ dramatic ✨ do I wanna make this?- 😭)

So, I LOVE UR ART STYLE, LOVE YOUR AUs, AND YOU SLAY IN THE SLAYEST WAY POSSIBLE, LIKE YOU SLAY SO MUCH THAT A HUMAN MIND CAN'T COMPREHEND HOW MUCH YOU'RE SLAYING :D DAMN I BROKE A WORLD RECORD WITH SAYING SLAY SO MUCH- 😭

Anyway, I have to continue running away from the police, ADIOS, TUNG, TSCHÜSS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT BYE IS IN FRENCH, GOODBYE! :3

AND GET ENOUGH SLEEP BTW AND Y'ALL READING THIS AS WELL 🤨 I'M WATCHING U QWQ

And sorry if my English is crappy, I'M TRYING THO 😭 - ALBANIA'S SCHOOL SYSTEM IS SH*T AND I'M LEARNING EVERYTHING FROM MINECRAFT, IT'S MY UNPAID ENGLISH TEACHER 😔

eheeheehee fank yoo~

[satrs]

hi lec, how are you? ^^ i hope everything treats you well. can i request bllk characters reacting to reader's pre-menstrual mood (sad, sensitive, depressed to an extent but do it however you want!) the specific scenario would be the reader being sad, short tempered & stuff just to have period few days later. also if i could request the characters, may i request for shidou and nagi?

i love your take on sfw bllk stuff and the way your story tell, it's just so real & i'm IMMERSED in everything you wrote. you have a knack for sfw slice of life genre & i hope you would consider my request! fank yewwww ily

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ HEY NONNIE I'm doing fine tysm!!! I hope you do too^^ I'm thankful for the request and very grateful how you feel about my work. It really means the world to me and makes my motivation shoot up! I decided to add two more characters, I hope that's alrightttt and I hope I'm fulfilling your expectations!

*+:｡.｡　𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬　｡.｡:+*

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Nagi Seishiro. Shidou Ryusei. Itoshi Rin. Barou Shoei. ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.0k

TAGS; fluff. mentions of period/cramps. hurt to comfort(kinda?).

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+(proplayers)!

NAGI SEISHIRO.

"Not right now Sei'." He was visibly displeased, showcasing it by a pout that adored his face, dropping the second controller in his hand onto the bed. "C'monnn, we always play this together."

You were not in the mood for any games, not if those pre-period cramps were almost killing you right now. Plus, the pill and the heat pad did a terrible job at soothing the pain.

His continuous pleas only imitated you further, causing you to blow his top. "I said not now. What the fuck can't you understand about that, huh?" He was surprised by your outburst, the room falling silent and the only thing that could be heard was the gaming sounds from the TV and your ragged breathing.

You immediately regretted your harsh words, an apologetic look washing over your face as you saw your boyfriend's startled expression. "I'm so sorry, I'm just- I don't exactly feel well right now."

He didn't say a word, turning off the television before putting the gaming controllers away, crawling up to you on your side of the bed and cuddling up to your side. It's probably that time of the month again. Poor you, he couldn't imagine being in your shoes.

"I figured. We can just stay in bed and cuddle if you want to." You softly nodded, turning to your side to put your arms around him, snuggling into his chest. "I'm tired anyway."

A weak chuckle escaped your lips, body moving at the action. "Of course you are."

SHIDOU RYUSEI.

"Babyyy" He giggled after entering your house, loudly announcing his presence. "Guess what I got!" He stood before you in the living room, holding out a bag of what seemed to be food out to your face, unable to recognize your frown.

"Why do you always have to be so damn loud, Ryusei?" His giggling came to an end, a confused look on his face as the bag fell to his side, head tilting as he looked at you. Why are you mad? Did he do something wrong?

He decided to ignore your bickering, bright smile adoring his features as he opened the bag on the coffee table. "Got your favourite shake. See? The biggest size!" He lightly shook the shake in his hand, showing it off to your unimpressed form. "Oh really? The biggest size? So you're telling me I'm drinking too much of 'my favourite shake'? Is that it?"

He pouted as you mocked him, your voice laced in annoyance. A frustrated sigh left his lips as he crouched down before you, a serious look on his face and his hands on either side of your thighs. "Tell me what's wrong, Y/N. Is it me or does something bother you?"

His warm and comforting voice made your frown disappear, a regretful look on your face as you explained to him the reason for your displeased mood. He nodded in understatement, sitting down next to you and packing out the rest of the bag, taking the shake and holding it up to your lips.

"No problem. I'll pamper you the whole day, yeah? Now take the shake, I know how much you love it."

ITOSHI RIN.

"Why won't you talk to me, Y/N? What's-" Your boyfriend stood before your doorstep, silencing himself at the sight of your form - disheveled hair and dressed in long and baggy clothes, eyes swollen and some tears still visible on your lash line.

He stepped in, swiftly shutting the door behind him as he kicked off his shoes, rushing you to the couch to let you rest. "What happened?" Tears welled up at your lash line again, threatening to fall. "Everything happened. Everything is just one big mess, and I can't do anything about it. Everything I tried to do today didn't work out at all." Wait. This feels like some kind of Déjà vu.

"Did you eat already?" He sprung up to his feet when you shook your head no, headding off to the kitchen. "Let me grab you something." And he did, grabing some of the leftovers from yesterday and warming them up, taking out his phone and opening the app that showcasted your menstrual calendar, your next period was mere days away. "Oh."

"Thank Rin." Your weak smile pulled at his heartstrings. He hated seeing you so sad and frustrated. Being by your side would be the only right thing to do now. "Always. You need anything else?" You took a bite out of the food, shacking your head food as you munched it, swallowing it right after. "No, just you."

He chuckled lightly at that, scooting closer to you and sneaking his arm around your waist, planting a kiss to your temple. "I'm here."

BAROU SHOEI.

"Your room is a complete mess. What have you been doing all day? Laze around?" Your head was booming as your boyfriend came into your room, bending down to clean after your mess. You've not been feeling well today, not in the mood to get out of bed or do anything at all. He was right, and it made you mad.

"And what if I did? Don't act like you're my mom and stop cleaning my stuff. I'm alright with doing it by myself." You plopped back into bed, hiding yourself under the covers. He sighed at your child-like act, walking up to you and taking a seat at the edge of the bed, hand caressing you. "I'm not your mom, but your boyfriend. And I care about you so I can't just leave you like that. What's wrong?"

He clicked his tongue when you didn't respond, slightly shacking your form. "Y/N. Talk to me." You groaned in frustration, kicking off the covers and looking at him, frowning.

"My period is up okay?! You should know this." It was his turn to frown, flashing you a confused look. "How would I know? You're always a sloth." He chuckled as you hit him with your pillow in a playful manner, taking it from you. "Alright, let me clean up and then we'll go, get ready and grab some Thai. How's that sound?"

You sat up, stretching yourself as you made your way to the bathroom to get cleaned up, stomach growling at the thought of some delicious food. "Good."

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

[cielles-random-vault]

i missed you so much sunshine! (hobie x reader)

aaaa brainrot fic go boom boom :D

inspired by the pavitr x hobie ship dynamic except it's hobie x reader :D

this is VERYYYY much full of fluff because i'm in little space and qnq gotta feed y'all /hj

so like yea :3 lil plot you had to go far from hobie for some reason as you're a very well-known journalist and he's,,,, well he's spiderman :>

lonely series part one || lonely series part two|| hobie headcanons

also hobie is a bit ooc ahhg

you sighed in relief as you unlock the door of your apartment. it was some time since you saw your boyfriend any other way than on a screen, so it was no surprise the two of you ran into each other's arms as soon as you crossed the door.

it had been some time since you went on a date because of your respective job, which both were time consuming, but it only made every encounter more unique.

"i'm home!" you sing as you enter the room. you barely had the time to close the door your boyfriend ran to hug you.

"missed ya a whole bunch sunshine, glad you're finally home" hobie said as he shoved his head into your shoulders and covered your face in soft kisses.

he stepped back a bit from the hug and cupped your face.

"you're wonderful my love" he whispers, "i missed you so much."

"i know, i know" you say with a smirk. "i missed you too."

"oh! by the way! now that you're here i have a surprise for you!" he suddenly remembered

(is this too much dialogue? i never know i js try my best to make the scene as alive as possible 😭)

he held your hand as the two of you went walking down the streets.

you couldn't help but smile as he told you random anecdotes on his daily spiderman activities: the time he got in a fight with miguel, the time miles got in a fight with pavitr because he kept saying chai tea and so on...

hobie was... different with you. when you were with him in the haedquarters (hehe you being a journalist was actually a cover for you being a spiderperson :3) he seemed rough and careless, but when he was with you he was sweet,caring - quite the opposite you knew him as.

"aaand there!" he said as you reached a small shop. "after you!"

the buzzing sounds of what seemed tattoo machines greeted you as you entered the small building.

"is this some kind of piercing shop?" you ask in disbelief.

"yup" said your boyfriend. " i remember the time you said how much you wanted a septum piercing, so as soon as i knew you'd come back to town today i took an apointment! plus the person who makes the piercings is someone you know vey well"

hobie took you to a small room with dimmed colorful lights.

"pav??? what the fuck are you doing here??" you said before hugging your best friend. "i didnt know you worked here"

"ask your boyfriend, he's the one who invited me over!" pavitr said cheerfully.

ngl i'm lazy to write the piercing scene because that'd be uninteresting so like- the following scene is you and hobie going out of the piercer

"waaaa this is so pretty :OO" you say noticing your brand new septum piercing. " so you were just planning this along when you couldn't stay on the phone?" you remark amused.

as the two of you walked back home, you noticed something strange on your boyfriend's expression. you couldn't quite put your finger on it, but he sure looked happy.

this all fank yew for reading :3 the end is a bit rushed im sorry 😭 i feel like adding stuff would be unuseful so :3

am in a v fluffy mood rn so expect more hobie hcs :3 (is fr about time i work on sharpening those nsfw writing skills but 👩🏻‍🦯)

[lethalwomanly]

Mcr fanfic

Gerard x reader

Gerard sat next you on the couch while watching a film when you felt a pain in your stomach and a familiar sensation down there. You got off the couch and rushed to the bathroom quickly.

Once you were inside, you checked your underwear and just as you feared, your period had started. You groaned quietly, not wanting to disturb your boyfriend. Of course, before you could finish the thought, Gerard began knocking on the door.

“You okay, honey?”

You grabbed a tampon from under the sink and quickly inserted it, washed your hands and opened the door.

A concerned look was plastered on Gerard’s face. You quickly hugged him, his touch instantly making you feel smaller.

Gee petted your head for about a minute to help you relax, then spoke. “Is it that time of the month, sweetie?” You looked up at him, nodding. You felt non-verbal and physically tired. You didn’t wanna feel extra happy right now like you usually do, you just wanted to be small and be close to Gerard. Maybe just cry.

Gerard took your hand and lead you back to the couch crouching down beside you.

“Does my baby need to be little today? If you do, bunny, that’s okay. Daddy can take care of you.”

“Yes pl…please. Wanna spen day wif daddy n my stuffies.”

Gerard nodded. “I think that’s a great idea pumpkin! How about we watch tangled together with Berry. Have some chicken nuggets.. Maybe some chocolate later? I’ll get you some medicine for your tummy and a heating pad.” Gee squeezed your hand before going into the kitchen to grab a couple things.

Your boyfriend opened one of the cabinets to get a sippy cup for you, one of your pacis, and some Tylenol. He filled the cup up with apple juice then twisted the lid on. He headed to the bedroom to grab your stuffed animal he bought for you.

Once he returned he saw you and Mitch, his cat cuddling on the couch. At first Mitch didn’t like you very much but he warmed up to you eventually. Now sometimes he can’t get the feline away from you.

“Hey, little one, I brought you a sippy, your paci, Berry and some medicine.” He said softly.

“Fank youws dada.” You took the pills in your hands and swallowed them, drinking the apple juice.

“Good job baby! Daddy’s so proud of you. Now… let’s get Tangled on.”

Gerard picked up the remote from the coffee table and turned on Disney plus scrolling through all the movies before he found Tangled for you. You two quoted lines together for a good amount of the film, around the snuggly duckling scene, Gerard got up to refill your cup.

“You want some chicken nuggets hon? With some honey mustard?”

You grinned a little, nodding. The pain in your tummy still bothering you a bit.

“The meds will take a little bit to kick in okay, beautiful? Let me start on your chicken nuggets.” He kissed your cheek before heading back into the kitchen.

Your boyfriend grabbed the bag of frozen chicken nuggets from the freezer, opened the bag and put them in the air fryer. You purchased it for his last birthday. You usually would use it yourself pretty often.

About 5 minutes later, he removed them from the tray and put the chicken on a plate for you. Gerard looked in the pantry for honey mustard sauce.

Once he found it, Gerard put some on the plate and filled up your juice again.

He returned back to his spot on the couch, placing the food on the table, holding you close.

“Chicken nuggets and honey mustard for my little honey bear.” He said softly.

“Shhhh I can’ hear da movie, daddy!” You said. Gerard could tell you were deep in little space now. Your boyfriend ran his fingers through your hair as you drank some of your juice and ate your nuggets. You were almost at the end of the movie when a sad scene came on.

“I don like dat Eugene gotta die. Das sad.. Losin someone Chus love..” Your eyes welled up with tears.

Gerard held you close, his thumb rubbing your arm.

“Aw.. I know little one… it’ll all be okay in the end! You’ll see!”

“Otays.” You turned to watch again.

Soon after the movie was over and the credits scene began to play.

“De end!! Can we’s watch tangowed da series toos??”

He sighed and looked at his watch. “I dunno sunshine, it’s pretty close to your bedtime.. maybe an episode or two..” He was tired himself, but wanted to make sure you were feeling okay.

“Yayy!!” You smiled wide and kept your eyes glued to the screen. Except when your daddy gave you a occasional peck on the cheek.

•••

The episode ended and Gerard let out a loud yawn. “Okay, little one, I think it’s time for us to get ready for bed.”

You pouted. You didn’t want to go to bed yet! You were having too much fun.

“Don wanna go tew bed!! Wan stay up n watch movies!!” You frowned at him.

“Baby, please watch your tone with me. I’m going to be nice with you first thing. Please. let’s get ready for bed.”

You shook your head, crossing your arms over your chest.

“No!”

His face turned dark suddenly. He was not happy with you. This was the last thing he wanted to do tonight. He never enjoyed punishing you.

“Sunshine… I think you need a punishment in time out if you want to continue acting like this.”

You frowned. You felt moody and angry now. All you wanted to do was stay up and your daddy didn’t want you to! You were angry.

“NO I NOT GONNA GO TEW BED. YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!”

Gerard sighed. He was disappointed in you. He hated punishing you, but it was what had to be done at this moment.

“That’s it, little one. You’re going into time out in the corner. Now.” His last word spilling with anger.

He grabbed your arm harshly and just about had to drag you to his bedroom. He put you next to the corner, facing the wall and sat you in a chair.

“Now. You sit there for 10 minutes. No talking, giggling, toys, anything. You have to sit here and think about what you did wrong. When time is up, you will go straight to the bathroom, brush your teeth and get ready for bed. Do you understand me?” He stared directly at you, his face almost emotionless but still very stern.

“Y-yes sir…” you said.

“Good.”

Your boyfriend began the clock on his phone, picking up a comic book and reading it while you sat and waited.

Three minutes went by.

“Can I come out yet, daddy?”

“Not yet.”

You groaned. This was so boring. There was nothing to occupy your mind except for your own thoughts. You had an idea. You would just make up stories in your head!

Soon enough, seven more minutes went by and his alarm went off. Gerard closed his book and walked towards you.

“Now… are you going to behave, little one?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Do you have something to say to daddy?”

You thought about your words for a second. “I’m.. I’m sorry.”

“And what are you sorry for?”

He stared down at you, his stern expression still there.

“M sorry for being bad and yelling at daddy.”

He nodded. “Good job baby. I’m proud of you for apologizing.” He gave you a gentle hug.

“Daddy’s sorry for being stern with you. I still love you. Daddy always wants you to do better.”

You wiped the tears forming on your face.

“You’re a good little, bunny. Why don’t you go brush your teeth and daddy will read you a story then we’ll go to bed together, hm?”

“Okays daddy!” You hurried to the bathroom and brush your teeth as quick as you could, taking care of your hygiene things before stepping out into his room.

“Can dada help me get m Jammies on? Please?”

Gerard put down his comic book he’d been reading before and walked over to you.

“Of course sweetheart. You wanna wear the spooky ones tonight?” You nodded. You loved those. They had pumpkins and skeletons all over them. It kind of reminded you of Gerard.

“Okay sunshine. Lift your arms up!” You did as you were told and he took your shirt off. Then put the skeleton shirt on you.

Once it was on, he helped you get your jeans off and

Put your pajama pants on.

“So cute!!” Gerard said. You smiled at him and giggled.

“Okay.. now it’s story time. How about we read one of your favorites. ‘The Little Mermaid’?” You grinned and clapped your hands.

“Yes please!!”

“Okay sweetie.” Gerard opened the book and showed you the picture. “Once upon a time.. there was a little mermaid named Ariel who loved human things…”

• • •

You felt yourself getting more sleepy after the story, Gerard held you close and put the book on the bedside table.

“I love you, sunshine. More than you know. You make me so happy..” Gerard whispered, stroking a couple strands of your hair.

“Goonight dada…”

He kissed your forehead, placing the comforter over the two of you and turning off the light.

“You’re the light in my life, little one…Good night, sunshine. ”

You both drifted off to sleep in each others arms.