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blehhh since iâm still up
ermmmm quick doodle i did
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the baby-making manual ; william saliba
summary ⥠baby fever hits the salibas full force.
pairing ⥠william saliba x fem!reader
content ⥠18+, smut, husband!william, kissing, p in v sex, cunnilingus, reader & wilo are so broody & so in love with each other, missionary, doggystyle, riding, lotus position (yes iâm fucking depraved donât look at me like that đ¤), soft romantic vibes, breeding kink, praise, body worship, size kink ofccc, clitoral stimulation, titplay, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it unless ur name is y/n and ur starring in this fic đĽ¸), creampie(s), a smidgen of cockwarming, blink and u miss the one french word in here, talks about having kids, aftercare included !!
a/n ⥠the title is so goofy & nobody asked for this but the concept has been eating at my mind since the end of summer + i've had this in the drafts since oct so i gotta put me first lucius đŤđŠđŤđŠđŤ anyway this is day one of converting you all into wilo girlies hehe WAKE UP WORLDâźď¸ pls lmk how u all find this fic btw!! ik it wonât get as much attention as my jude ones bc there prob arenât as many fans but i rlly would appreciate anything u have to say about it !!! đŤśđ˝đĽ° enjoyyyy mes chĂŠris!! đâ¤ď¸
an unexpectedly warm springâs saturday had given cause to an impromptu barbecue held by your parents, and you and william had found yourselves in the company of most of your relatives for the day. how your mother had convinced half the family tree to be present on such short notice you will never know but you were grateful nonetheless, extremely happy to especially see the loved ones you havenât seen since getting married to your now-husband a couple of years ago.
itâs close to eleven in the night now, your arrival at home being so belated due to the clash between your insistence that you and william had to go home as he had training the next morning and your fatherâs greater insistence that the two of you stay a little longer for another cup of tea, another plate of food, even the whole night if you wanted to. in the end, you had to put a politely firm foot down, more for williamâs sake who canât say no to your parents for the life of him, and who was on his way to accepting your dadâs invitation to stay the night before you spoke up. you knew the events of last night would repeat for the morning, your parents in a tug-of-war with you to make you guys stay for breakfast but you supported your case with the argument of the long drive home and the fact that mikel wouldnât appreciate williamâs tardiness the next day, especially at such a significant time in the season.Â
youâre sitting in bed by yourself right now with a novel in hand â william having gone to take a much-needed relaxing shower â inwardly laughing to yourself over your husbandâs people-pleasing antics and your mind meanders to the scenes of this afternoon, the sounds of childrenâs laughter and adultsâ gossip in the air accompanied with the smokey scent of grilled food taking over your senses. you reencounter images of william chasing your little cousins, nieces and nephews around the garden â small, sweet giggles mixed with williamâs deeper chuckles as theyâre all engaged in an exhilarating game of tag, little feet and large padding around the property.Â
your thoughts are pulled back into reality when the ensuite door clicks open, a cloud of steam puffing into the bedroom before it reveals your husband clad in nothing but a white towel around his waist, droplets of water dotted on his toned chest and abdomen. itâs a sheer sight for sore eyes and one that you will never tire of so you shamelessly watch as he smiles at you before gliding across the room, moving to his vanity to apply generous amounts of body lotion to bring back moisture to his skin, the action making his skin glow so prettily under the warm lighting of the bedroom.Â
itâs these moments of silent appreciation that have you feeling like the luckiest girl in the universe; an adonis of a lover in your bedroom, one that would move heaven and earth at your beck and call, and thereâs denying that you would do the same for him.Â
in all your daydreaming, williamâs moved on to pulling his pajamas on for bedtime, a pair of dark grey boxer shorts acting as said pajamas as he opts to go shirtless in fear of overheating on such a toasty night. you place your novel down, the previously read page distinguished with a bookmark, as william places a soft kiss on your forehead before tucking you both in under the thin sheets.Â
âmum was really bad with the baby talk this time, wasnât she?â you turn your body on its spot, head propped up by a bend of your arm as you face william who lifts his head at your rhetoric question. âi mean, you did look so fucking adorable with the kids today so i donât know if i should say sorry on her behalf.âÂ
ânot at all,â he only lets out a breathy laugh, now mirroring you in the shift of his own body. âiâve had most people asking me about it now.â
âreally?âÂ
youâre quite shocked to learn that there are indeed a lot of people who are eager to see william and yourself have a family of your own and that itâs not just pestering from your mother in particular, who has asked about when she will be seeing grandchildren from her daughter and âfavourite son-in-lawâ from the moment the two of you had just about exchanged rings. youâve grown accustomed to answering with the same old âwe want to focus on us/our careers/our freedomâ response but thereâs a little curious something thatâs pulling the two of you to consider everyoneâs requests.
âmmhm, i think i could count the number of people at the club that have asked me about it using my hands and my feet,â the pair of you laugh at this, a shake of your head over how believable that comment is despite it sounding so silly since the environment of your husbandâs workplace is so close-knit and everyone is comfortable with each other. âitâs not just that, though, is it?âÂ
âno?â you question his tone turned serious now.
âwhen i see the guys and their kids, i canât help wondering what i might be like in those sorts of situations, yâknow?â you sit up at his words, heart racing a little faster with the way he looks at you; looks into you as he again copies your movements, taking your hands in his after leaning his shoulder against the headboard. âcanât help wondering what it would be like seeing you and a mini version of us in the stands during a match⌠wanna see our baby matching shirts with their papa, wanna hear their tiny voice cheer my nameâŚâ
you swear you feel your heart stop as soon as his lips form the words âour babyâ.Â
âoh, william,â you sigh over his thoughts spoken aloud, a slight pang of guilt hitting at your heartstrings and causing your eyes to tear up just a little. âwhy didnât you tell me about all this, hm?â
you had no idea of his desire to have children, always assuming his response to everyoneâs questions to be the same as yours and believing that he wanted to prioritise football over starting a family with you for at least a couple more years.Â
âitâs not your fault, sweetheart, not at all.â his fingers swipe under your eyes in precaution against any spilt tears. âhaving a baby, hell, even wanting a baby... itâs a big deal; itâs hard to just drop it into a conversation if that makes sense.â
âof course, that makes plenty of sense,â his hands grip yours in a tight embrace, placing a kiss on the slightly trembling digits in an attempt to soothe you. âyou really want to have a baby with me?â
william laughs softly at your words and the way you sit with your mouth gaping, starry-eyed with a million thoughts racing through your mind.Â
âno, i want to have a baby with mrs khan next door.â he deadpans, referring to your elderly neighbour, before you shove at his shoulder, a blush overcoming your cheeks as you realise how daft your question is, disbelief over how much william wants to be a dad seeping into the way youâre thinking right now. âyouâre the only woman that i want as the mother of my children, y/n, the only one.â
his eyes look even more beautiful in the peek of moonlight through the curtains and you fear your heart may give out tonight, squeezing so hard in your chest with the love that you feel for your husband.
âcan i kiss you, baby?â he asks so politely, thumb running over the plumpness of your bottom lip. even after so many years together, heâs always the gentleman but still, you tell him that he doesnât need to ask anymore â you are his to have as he is yours.
his lips descend upon yours with a gentle force, hands clasping over your waist where the black silk material of your short nightdress stops him from touching the warmth of your soft skin. instead, william decides to pick you up and place you on his lap, the urge to feel your body as close to his as possible controlling his actions, your knees dropping to either side of him as your clothed chest meets his bare one.Â
as the kiss deepens on what seems like its own accord, you feel yourself growing wetter, thankful for your earlier decision to forgo underwear for the night as you grind down onto williamâs lap, the cotton of his boxers creating delicious friction on where you need it the most.Â
breathless sighs turn into light moans from the two of you as william tightens his grip on your waist with the same strength your core presses down onto his hardening length before he turns you both over to have you on your back, his form hovering over yours, lips ghosting over the nook where your neck meets your shoulders, leaving an eruption of goosebumps in its trail.Â
in the pleasured shutting of your eyes, you can feel williamâs hands pull down the loose straps of your nightdress, then a kiss on each shoulder and then the heat of his breath over your exposed breasts.Â
âso beautiful, darling,â he looks up to your blushing face, the compliment painting a shy smile on it before his lips wrap around your left nipple with wasting any time. a whine is pulled from your lungs over the way william suckles on the nub, a tiny tug of it between his teeth causing you to arch your chest further into his mouth. of course, he doesnât forget to pay attention to your right boob, taking his sweet time in kissing and swirling his tongue around the stiffness of the other side. âhow did i get so lucky, hmm?â
you whimper in response as he brushes his lips down your body over your nightdress; from under your breasts, over your navel and arriving at the base of your tummy, where he places the firmest kiss of them all atop of the lustrous material.Â
âwilliamâŚâÂ
âgonna take care of you, baby, i promise.â
his hands now come down to your thighs, where the inner parts are sticky with arousal, and he hoists the hem of your dress up past your bellybutton, the pressing together of your legs to soothe the ache of your core as a light breeze hits it inciting your husband to part them and find home in the self-made gap. his head lowers to where your pussy lays nearly leaking onto the sheets and your breaths quicken, reaching an all-time rapid high when william plants a kiss on your clit, one so soft that it wouldâve been deemed innocent had it not been in the midst of an action so filthy.Â
in the âoâ-shapedness of your mouth, amorous sighs escape as he starts his attack on your wetness â mouth open, tongue out, lapping at your juices as you sing his praises in the form of high-pitched moans. his tongue slips past your drenched folds to find your sopping hole, the tip of it poking past your entrance as heâs full-on eating you out now, open-mouthed moans from the simple pleasure of your pussy on his lips almost drowning out your sounds.Â
thereâs a particularly lusty moan from you when his thumb finds your tense clit, a couple of rubs on it releasing a string of cries out of the confines of your lips as your legs tremble from their position on his shoulders. from the very beginning of your married life, william had made it his mission to become well-acquainted with you in the bedroom, and you think heâs succeeded as the way he knows which buttons to press to get you to cum at his mercy is very telling, fingers working expertly in toying with your sensitive nub as your walls clench around nothing but the conjured-up image of cumming all over his mouth and pretty face.Â
âwilliam⌠i-â you start but are soon interrupted by the intense sucking of your already pounding clit between his moistened lips. the wail you let leave your body is almost pitiful, the feeling so fucking good but so sudden and unexpected that you fall head-first into your orgasm, crashing into it with a spasm of your thighs around williamâs head, pawing at his dark hair for some inkling of relief and grounding since you truly believe youâre about to lose all sense of reality with how strong this orgasm has hit you.Â
william doesnât relent despite your convulsions, placing kisses over your clenching pussy and shaky abdomen. you manage to still your involuntary motions to catch a glimpse of his face in all its glory; his lips glistening wet with your release and his eyes darker than ever, impossible to distinguish the colour of his pupils from the colour of his irises, an unfolding plan of whatâs to come for you both behind his soft gaze.
âdid so, so good for me, my love,â he praises, kissing you through panting breaths from the both of you. âwant to feel you around me, fuck, need to feel you around me, baby.âÂ
you go to deny him at first, nestling your hand against the bulge of his boxers but heâs quick to deny you in turn.Â
âno, baby, tonightâs for you, ok? just wanna take care of everythingâ take care of you.âÂ
you nod in acceptance, knowing that arguing with him would be futile, a gentle flame in his eyes telling you of his determination to do nothing but be at your service until the sun comes up.
âhow do you want me first, amour?âÂ
you almost swoon at the question, unable to believe that you essentially have this man at your mercy now, getting dizzy over choosing whether you want to ride him into oblivion first or save that for later and have him take you from behind to start with. either way, you know that tonight was no night for a meagre one round. Â
âhow about as we are right now?â you suggest, the current arrangement of you on your back and william on top proving perfectly convenient for you guys to start with your favourite position in bed.
âsounds perfect, baby,â he smiles before getting up to rid his body of those grey boxers and then almost leaning over you to pull a condom from the nightstand before he stops himself midway, the both of you realising that this is a habit that will need to be unlearnt now. a pair of giggles erupts between you and a silent agreement to forget the condom for the whole purpose of tonight is sealed with a rerouted kiss from william. he then prompts you to lift your hips so he can slot a pillow underneath them and have you as comfortable as you can get. you canât resist biting your bottom lip at the pulsating anticipation between the two of you, the sight of his bare cock admittedly making your mouth water.Â
now back on the bed and parting your legs, william resituates himself in between, this time with his cock in his hand running down your increasingly dripping slit, the occasional dip past your folds making you wince in an addictive combination of overstimulation and urgency.Â
âshit, angel, iâm sorry,â his apology is sincere as he searches your eyes for signs of discomfort. âwe donât have to do this right now, we can take a break, do you want me to geââ
âbabe, iâm fine, okay?â you huff out a laugh, your husbandâs honestly innocent face tickling your tummy and making your core ache even more. âj-just fuck me, will, please?âÂ
his answer comes in the guise of an assured smooch against your swollen lips, taking the quiet opportunity to sink into your wetness, completely raw for the first time, with a loud deep groan that makes your stomach feel like itâs gloriously folding in on itself. you revel in finally having the naked thickness of his cock inside you, experiencing every ridge, vein and inch of smoothness directly between your gummy walls with a hushed fuck before he gets to work on setting a moderate pace â slow and savouring it seems, his way of saying that he wants this to last as long as it possibly can.Â
"william⌠so big..." no matter how many times you've been under him and how many times you say it, it will always ring true; the initial stretch and burn that his cock creates for you will always light a fire of delicious friction, tonight being a million times more special than every previous encounter put together. and no matter how many times william hears it, it will always set his mind ablaze, hips now pistoning at an unfathomable speed as he canât hold back anymore, moaning and groaning about how good you feel uninterrupted around him, how there'll be no one else for him, how you're everything to him. it all has your pussy gushing around him to no end.Â
your whimpers warn him of another impending orgasm, the tightening clasp of your cunt and the way youâre clawing at the softness of his lower tummy in sheer desperation make williamâs movements falter just the slightest, a whine leaving his throat as he can feel his own climax catching up to him.
âclose, baby,â he warns in sentences incomplete, brain whirring on pure pleasure and nothing else but the desire to have you cumming around him. heâs afraid that he may finish a fraction too soon and leave you disappointed so his fingers find your stiffened clit again, the caressing of his thumb a little harsher this time around as part of an effort to get you both to cum at the same time.
the pleasure youâre receiving from the touch of his thumb and the stroke of his dick is almost too much, hands willing their way to pull his off of you but the speed at which your second orgasm hits you beats any other competition to the finish line, pussy barely squeezing to trigger williamâs first orgasm of the night; your lover climaxes inside of you with a sound so guttural, it has him almost collapsing against your shaking form but you invite him to do so, a tender hand on the back of his head guiding him to a safe haven in the crook of your neck as the strangely comforting feeling of thick, white liquid streams down your inner thighs. heavy breaths saturate the dimly lit room as you lay with your lover for a moment, warm bodies basking in the aftermath of a shared orgasm.
after a comfortable minute or two, william speaks up, his voice dropped to an octave so deep it relights the fire in your seeping cunt before your head can even process his words.Â
âhow does round two sound to you?â heâs asking amidst the plotting of a few kisses up your jawline.
youâre ready to jump his bones again on your own accord so when you hear the request fall from your husbandâs lips, itâs an immediate âyes pleaseâ from you, not even bothered to feel shameful about the reeking desperation of your response.
a knowing chuckle and another kiss seal the deal, william pulling your now-creased nightdress over your outstretched arms, leaving you completely bare but free; accessible to his every touch. he asks you to turn around onto your hands and knees, setting the pillow down underneath your lower abdomen as a precaution.Â
âthere we go, angel,â he places a tender kiss at the bottom of your spine, running a hand up the natural curve of your back while you anticipate his next action. âgonna make my pretty girl feel so good tonight, she deserves it all.â your thighs divide instinctively in response to his voice and the sight of his cum glistening on your skin has william choking on a moan, needing to stroke his cock on the white-stained slipperiness.
âwilliam, donât tease,â you beg with a shake of your ass against his crotch to get him to hurry and slip his length inside of you. âcanât wait anymore.â
your husband obliges immediately, having lubricated his dick enough with his own release off your thighs, pushing into your hole with so much more ease and a filthy squelch as the realisation that the majority of his cum from the previous round is still inside of you hits him. oh, it sends williamâs entire being into a lustful frenzy.Â
âf-fuck, baby, listen to how well i filled you up,â he gasps out, mouth forming an âoâ shape as the dirtiest noises he has ever heard emits from where his cock is connected to your pussy.Â
youâve done this position more times than you can count but the raw state of his dick plus the way it definitely plunges deeper from all the lubrication william has created inside you has you growing wetter beyond belief, another layer of arousal helping him reach damn near a whole new dimension of your cunt. you donât want to lend your name to porno-fuelled incorrect biology but you swear heâs in your cervix right now, the pillow now playing its part in hoisting your bottom half up, back arching so beautifully, making it the perfect setup for william to split you in half with every thrust of his length.  Â
between a melody of cries of his name from your worn lips and his deeper moans, you surprisingly cum without a word of warning; itâs fast and itâs hard and itâs white-hot, almost launching your body off the bed entirely. itâs not so surprising, actually, given the speed of williamâs pounding inside of your creaming pussy and the resulting splat-splat-splat noise his actions make, all of it way too much, way too depraved and addicting to try and avoid.Â
âgood fucking girl,â your husband grunts out at the sensation of yet another round of your pussy walls spasming around him, another round of hot cum spurting into your hole as he fills you up with an animalistic fuck! marking the round so differently from the last one, which was so full of love, this one in a tone that is much more lewd and untamed.Â
youâre still on all fours, moaning softly at the flood of cum that spills out of you from around williamâs dick and onto the sheets below, cunt still clenching his shaft which doesnât seem to get any softer despite the two of you having been at it for nearly two hours without a break. your husband, sheathed still in your core, runs a series of kisses up your back, reaching the back of your ear to leave praises of how good you were for him just then and how pretty you look while heâs balls deep inside of you. eventually, he pulls out with a throaty moan, leaving you panting as you fall onto your back to look up at his fucked out expression.
williamâs standing there with his hands on his hips, chest heaving, face all smiley and flushed, an image not too dissimilar to one where heâs fresh off a victory on the pitch. you wish you could take a picture of the scenery in front of you but you trust your memory to sear it into place for you instead.
âfucking hell, if iâm not pregnant by now then i donât even know what to say!â you laugh out at the mess youâve both made of the sheets and yourselves, and william joins in before quipping in with a âhmm, we should make sure, just in case, of course.â a cheeky tone in his voice as he snuggles his mouth against your neck, the hair on his chin tickling your skin as you squirm on the bed out of ecstatic amusement.
âokay, okay, but first we have to take a break, babe!â you manage to squeal out before william ceases his tickle attack on you, letting you go to the bathroom while he fetches a glass of water from the kitchen.Â
by the time youâre finished and clean, william has the bed remade and the glass of water held out by the hand upon your return to the bedroom. you shake your head at him, bemused at this butler act heâs now performing.
âyour refreshment, mrs. saliba,â he mocks what you assume to be a posh british accent, his own french one adding so much charm to it.Â
âi thank you, mr. y/l/n,â you smirk back and take a sip, careful not to choke as william pushes your shoulder in jest with an oi before sitting down on the edge of the bed and watching you set the empty glass down on the nightstand.Â
âso, about that making sure thing,â you pounce on his lap within a split second, settling your hands on the warmed skin of his shoulders.
william throws his head back in a hearty chuckle. âfucking hell, what was in that water?!â
âshut up and kiss me, saliba.â you command and he doesnât dare to do anything but oblige, lips catching yours in a heated kiss that reinstalls all elements of hunger and lust inside of the pair of you. running your hands down and over the expanse of his chest has william parting his lips in a low groan, you taking the opportunity to slip your tongue inside his mouth and swallow all of his sugary sweet sounds, not wanting any ears other than your own to hear them. the resumed grinding of your naked crotch on williamâs has him hardening quickly, another order from you to go lay himself down on the pillows moving scenes on as rapidly as you like.Â
âgood boy,â you admire the way heâs displayed himself for you, long athletic body sprawled out in all its glory, the moonlight a little brighter now that the night has really settled in. âyou look so good like this, william, fuck, need to have you inside me now, baby.â a couple of tugs on his stiff cock and youâre sliding down onto it, williamâs hands â slightly sweaty from excitement â holding you in place as you begin to rock and raise your body.Â
thereâs a harmonised whine from the two of you as youâre filled with his thickness once again, william encased in your snug, plush walls, and the swivel of your hips atop him makes his teeth grit in euphoria. seeing this spurs you on more, momentum picked up from the way william throws his head back, leaving his neck at your mercy and you of course canât help but nip and kiss and lick over it, the sounds being pulled from his throat so saccharine and tuneful.Â
he pants out with a vice-like grip on your hips, the skin white with the extreme grasp his fingers have on it. âs-slow, baby, slowâŚâ he pleads while you rock and grind and bump into his crotch like a woman gone mad, chasing a high that is just at the tips of your fingers⌠just a little more.Â
you whine out his name, scratching at his chest where you had previously been resting your hands for leverage, and he finds a little leeway before taking a gulp of courage and sitting up to meet the stirring of your pelvis with his, cock sputtering up into your cunt as he supports you with his large hands behind your back.
the position is possibly the most intimate youâve been in â naked chest to naked chest, your nipples rubbing against the softness of his pecs, your knees on either side of him as his are crossed underneath you, body so much smaller than his, lips so close to touching with every jerk and bump but never really kissing, always teasing. itâs all so fucking hot and thereâs nothing you want more than for him to fill you up once more.Â
the knock-knock-knock of another orgasm has you pulling him so close against you, practically forcing him to shift his entire weight on top of you. you feel the need to bury him inside your skin. to be bound entirely and irrefutably. his lips, just now attached to the mounds on your chest, start rambling in his native tongue. you're not quite fluent in french but you've been with william long enough to pick up some things; the important things. through his wanton panting and sighing, he's spilling all his desires to you â telling you that he can't wait to see you swollen with his child, canât wait to see if theyâll have his hair or your smile, canât wait for you both to finally be the parents you had dreamed of being. thereâs a fire in his words and it sets your whole body alight, scratching down his back in vicious streaks that will surely be present for the next week.
âw-william, please,â you wail, legs burning in their effort to capture your awaiting high. âput a baby in me, fuck, please, fuck a baby into me.â freshly hot tears are fully spilling down your cheeks now, the ecstasy of his cock pounding into you and the promises heâs made to you proving too much and you need relief from it all, desperately.
âgonna do just that, angel, gonna fill you up nice and good,â he moans out, pulling you in closer to his gyrating form. âgonna fill you up over and over until we get that baby.â Â
and thatâs the tipping point for you, your husbandâs words, so sincerely sweet yet sinful, being the thing to push you over and have you cumming with a thunderous scream of his name. your pussy gushes around his rigid length, walls fluttering around it so forcefully youâre scared theyâll be stuck like this forever. william soon follows with his own orgasm, a few throaty moans that sound so pretty coming from his plump limps as they match the rhythm with which he spurts his sticky cum into you. your legs tremble in both exhaustion and bliss around william, and heâs quick to soothe them over with his hands, mouth landing kisses over your face and your chest.Â
thereâs only a symphony of heavy panting from you both now, and the occasional whimper or soft moan, as william lays on his back with you on top of him, large hands running up and down your back to steady your breathing, his dick still firmly in you. you're pretty sure you've forgotten what it feels like to be empty and without him.
âyou okay?â he mumbles into your hair, a loving kiss left on your forehead before he tilts your chin up to look at him, your eyes weary and ready to doze off. you can only muster up an mmhmm but william is determined to end the night perfectly for you.
âhang on, baby, okay?â he requests before slowly pulling out of your heat and dashing to the bathroom where you can hear the din of him rummaging through cupboards and running the bathtubâs taps, leaving you to laze around with a pool of cum leaking out of you. the sudden crash of something metal followed by a shit! is enough to pull you out of the clasps of sleep, however.
your husband reappears swiftly, a boyishly guilty look on his face to which you raise an eyebrow.Â
âeverythingâs fine!â he assures your silent questioning. âi want to take care of you right now, though. please?â
you flash him a tired but teasing smile in affirmation and he picks you up bridal-style, giving a quick kiss to your lips before walking you over to the bathtub and gently placing you in the comfortably warm and bubbly water where you feel your muscles instantly relax. the calmingly fragrant scent of chamomile fills your nostrils as you sigh up at your lover.Â
âthank you, honey,â you speak, a slight croak to your voice from honest exhaustion. william nods at you before plotting another sweet kiss on your temple.Â
âroom for a little one?â he asks with a beautiful grin on his face, teeth all out in his signature style.
âalways.â you scoot forwards to make room for him and he slips his much larger frame behind you, instantaneously pulling your back into his chest, hands delicately soothing over your tummy as he delivers a bunch of kisses across the plane of your shoulders.Â
âsounds stupid but i already have a list of names that i wanna go over with you.â he says shyly after a moment of quiet.
you giggle and set a devoted kiss to the wedding band on his ring finger.Â
âiâm all ears.âÂ
#MAH DICK FELL AWFF#guys itâs not even funny anymore i NEED him to put a baby in meeeeeeeeee đŤđŤđŤđŤđŤđŤ#literally the only french person that deserves rights EVURRRRRRRR he can put his oui oui baguette right inside this pu-#the only man i would cook and clean for i promiseeeee you#william saliba#william saliba imagine#william saliba smut#william saliba x reader#william saliba x you#william saliba x y/n#football imagine#footballer imagine#footballer smut#ËËË đ ËËË
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The struggle of being a Brock yumeshipper is insane I can't even say I wanna be Brock's housewife without second thoughts cuz how the absolute fuck do u top this
#gina says stuff#like i can cook n clean but not on ur level sorry my queen damn#pokemon#anipoke#pokeani#pokemon anime#brock pokemon#yumeshipper#yumeshipping
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some men are textbook villains fr
#tw religion?#kinda need to rant.. kinda wanna explain what's going on#some ppl are part of humanity but don't know how to be humane... like the guy i started talking to almost 2 weeks ago#liked him a lot bc he was funny sickeningly sweet mature and understanding.. until he was not#tl dr version is that we somehow drifted to the topic religion and i told him im not too religious and don't believe in superstition much#i was extremely respectful and even when he said that he does believe a lot i was like 'thats cool!! different people believe in different#things!!' and at first it was a normal convo until man went all psycho on me (after one damn week!!!) and started talking about how#id have to be religious in a relationship with him.. my dude i barely know your fav food can we not talk about relationships yet#but he says he doesn't even need a woman who cooks/cleans just someone who believes.. n im like i get it but i can't change myself like that#and then guy moves to marriage and is all 'well my entire family is religious' n my mom and sister (who's 16) would be putting pressure on#you n force you to pray etc.. and I'm like???? who can force anyone to a thing like that are u kidding#things escalate and my absolute STUPID ass tells him about my deepest fkn trauma to explain what made me abandon religion bc#life just never got better and this trauma remained for yrs... and he gets so angry that he says he wants to stop talking to me just to spam#me all day next day.. he'd keep messaging me switching between 'i still want you we shouldn't throw this away i have feelings for you'#AFTER A WEEEEEEKKKK!!! and then goes back to 'i wasted my time with you you were so unnecessary im in a bad mood bc of you'#even said 'you'll never find a guy with a trauma and mindset like this. i will find a religious girl but no one will love you like that'#and the worst thing is that he told his friends and mom about the trauma i had just to spite me.. note that he promised to never tell anyone#(and then still asked for forgiveness and for me to rethink whether we want to end this after telling me 473626x he wanted to end it)#(nothing even ever started you bitchass)#also note that his mom knows my mom n basically most of my relatives.. so i was here trembling for days fearing they'd get to know about it#mom somehow convinced her to not tell anyone bc it's important to me and very very fucking personal..#but he harassed me all day - i wouldn't answer and he'd send 55 messages.. multiple missed calls like dude i got so fkn scared#my heart jumped whenever he texted he was so fkn aggressive and SO MEAN#'you just needed to adjust and we would've been okay' 'tell me are u gonna fkn be religious or not????' 'you ruined everything' kinda mean#i just :') it was the worst time and i don't think i've ever seen someone degrade me so much or make me feel this defective#but.. it's finally over. his mom called my mom and mine was like pls teach him some manners.. n since i couldn't and wouldn't text him back#and literally avoided whatsapp bc of him she ended it all for me and now it's hopefully done forever#anyway i saw jks gcf performance yday n him singing still with you put a genuine smile on my face.. ill stick to THAT boyfriend honestly lol#def gonna delete later#but ty for reading if u did <3
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only i be going to the shops with no undies and see through pants lmao feral is so many ways rn idgaf
#help#id say my assignment due tonight but it was due like 3 weeks ago lmao#but i can still get ok mark if submit before midnight but my brain is cooked#frozen spag n energy drink will fix me#I hope#but some energy drink make me too sleepy so letâs hope these ones donât omg risky#I HAVE NO CLEAN UNDIES LMAO I NEED TO DO WASHING#DONT LOOK AT MY TOES OMFG#i do not usually have them put in public but it is wot it is
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it may be super freaking cold, but sampo can throw me on the snow and plow me away, or he can take me to a cabin - making it seem like an innocent trip - but it's actually a means to have his chance to fuck you senseless. <3333
YES YES YES UUWUWWAAAA....... orz the moment I saw him, I gasped and thought that this is a man who would have the most debilitating breeding kink. I may not have known Sampo for very long, but I think he has himbo energy. <3 ALSO HIS ULTIMATE????????? THE RIZZ????? The way that he's the type to slide all the way to you on his knees with a comically large bouquet of flowers and beg you to take him back after you've rejected him LOL. He does the absolute most because that's who he is and he adores you so, so much.
And Sampo fucking you in the snow or in a cabin... yeah. <3 after all, how can you distrust his handsome face? He's a sweetheart, right? You have to trust someone so kind, who calls you his dear friend and is always so nice to you. :) surely his ulterior motive isn't to have you all to himself in an isolated location so he can fuck you dumb. Definitely not. (but then it backfires because he gets pussy-drunk and you're cock-drunk, so it's a good match hehe!!)
#honkai chit chat#n/sfw#I NEED HIM I NEED HIM OOOOOOHHHHHHH I NEED HIM OTL#HE'S SO.......... SO BIG??????? BROAD-SHOULDERED... THE SAMPO BUILD....... IT'S TOO MUCH#HE IS BUILT SO HUSBAND-SHAPED#uuuuuwuwuwuwuaaaaaaaaa sampo do you need a wife???? are you willing to give your surname to me so i can be mrs. koski????#i can cook and clean :)
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Ryomaâs 3rd jobâŚ
#art is not arting today so have a doodle#ryoma#diu#jjba oc#jjba part 4#i love you ryoma in poofy dresses#âŚ#if it isnt clear she works for rohan cooking n cleaning on weekends#probably her favorite#she loves talking to people but it just gets so exhausting#rohan doesnt talk a lot and whener shes done she can sleep in the guest room#and shower n hang out
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âhow could richieâs family possibly want to avenge him when he groomed and murdered peopleâ well first of all he did neither of those things so letâs start there
#not for lack of trying mind you#he just failed spectacularly in both respects#amber was dogwalking him and richie had ONE count of one victim to handle#excluding sam at the hospital#and well. he did not get her! đ#i refuse to attribute vince or wes to him idgaf#sure yeah makes total sense that the guy who was across town at the hospital#would sneak out while his gf is asleep go stab this dude clean up come back sit down put on a movie#all without disturbing anything or being noticed#versus the chick who was already at the bar. and supposed to be heading home LMFAO#same w wes n judy bc#amber was already at the house#richie was across town w a half eaten pizza cozy laid up watching yt#âbut the kill styles-â be serious. we are all grown.#i should not have to tell you that one person can hold/use a knife in two diff ways on two diff occasions. as if amber was like#physically incapable of jabbing the knife in once and leaving bc she went too stab happy every other time b4.#i dont doubt he did a lot of the phone calls but the physical work??#nah. brother he was just there for the ride. accessory at most kinda#how is he a serial killer if he made some calls while his girl killed everyone#if richie watched amber cook would that make him a chef??#okay but in all seriousness kinda đ#wrt that OR the grooming which. im not even gonna get into.#argue w the wall or radio silence bc ur not finna argue w me!#when its CONFIRMED she just manipulated richie into believing it was his idea!#i do believe he thought he WAS in fact playing her. he was just wrong bc she had him by the balls like đ#richie INNOCENT except not bc he was the real victim but bc he literally#tried and failed 95% of the time at villainy đ#still outsold j*ll but thats another matter!#ceci speaks
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I love Sanji so much because he is my second favorite character and yet if he we're a real person I would never want him to know me or that I exist. I hate him so much. He's amazing. I wish he was dead. I want to be him. He's awful, and yet he is perfection.
you thinking how you want sanji dead but also in your bed
#ma'am/sir/friend this is a wendy's#2nd favourite? who is the first then anon you cant leave me hanging like this i SHALL be up at night thinking abt this#sorry anon but if he was real i would've made him my wife and give him triplets by now idk#WHO IS ANON'S FIRST FAVOURITE CHARACTER? IS IT SOMEONE FROM OP OR OTHER ANIME#WHO CAN BE MORE IMPORTANT TO U THAN A FRENCH TWINK WITH FLEXIBLE LEGS N SAD EYES WHO CAN COOK N CLEAN N WORSHIPS THE GROUND WOMEN WALK ON#this is an emergency#ask#anon#i understand you anon you literally like sanji a very normal amount its so obvious i get chu.#freaky ahh anon
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re: prev rb. baked!!! i said baked!!!
#simple resippy. buy small ones (fingerling or whatever you can findâif you are fancy or american the sack will say smth like#'ideal for gratin' 'perfect for gratin' etc.)#wash them very well. use a gentle wire sponge if particularly dirty. u know they are clean when the water runs clean. crest them#or simply poke 'em a bit w a fork. (this will prevent steam from building up inside them and ensure even cooking)#then. in a big light bowl. plop poatoes + sprinkle salt & herbs & sesame seeds & pepper if desired. spray w cooking oil.#i use olive. anything w a similar smoke point will do. shake the bowl until the herbs n such have evenly coated the potatoes.#on a tray lay down a baking sheet then plop the potatoes on it evenly distributing them.#bake for 30-35 minutes at abt 170 C. actual time will depend on ur oven and potato size etc#you should check them at the 25 min mark tonsee how theyre doing. they are done when the skin looks a bit papery#+ when poking them w a skewer or fork they fall away w little resistance and without leaving crumbs#enjoy them w cottage cheese or by themselves
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some really cool stuff in the chuuoku album cover that iâm dying over
otomeâs mic is LITERALLY INSANE that is incredible and itâs also a vintage broadcasting mic lol. a nod to her overthrowing the government on live television i think as well as chuuokuâs/otomeâs antiquated themes
THE SWORD HANDLE ON ICHIJIKUS MIC SHE CAN STAB ME NOW but if you look at the bottom of her third of the image, the chain sheâs pulling taut has an end to it!!!! so it might be a chain whip mic actually!!!!
NNNNNNNEMU nemuâs skull with the red gem eyes matches her brotherâs đđđđ itâs giving sword vibes tbh like crusaders stuff lol. herâs also has a cross on it. martyrdom is what comes to mind with crosses but so does death. so you know, the usual aohitsugi haunts đđđ
the way nemuâs mic is blue and silver whereas her peers are pink and gold nemu is the slightly misaligned 3gumi frfr đđđđ (also that set up parallels dhâs mic/speakers the way sasara and reiâs mics/speakers are gold whereas roshoâs is silver)
i like the bow tie on ichijikuâs mic itâs like her hair bow tieđđđ itâs pretty reminiscent of ramudaâs bow tie mic too if you want to start crying over how theyâre the only two people that weâve heard crying over a loss of sort (ramuda crying begging for his life, ichijiku crying begging for her sisterâs life)
the stylisation on the chuuoku kanji đđđ the one 1ď¸âŁ on the chuu, the cross on the ou the sword in the ku and the way it lines up with the women too like!!!!! ichiâĄď¸ichijiku, the crosses/sacrifices otome must bear, nemuâs mic is giving sword!!!!!!
there arenât that many mic/speakers of actual weapons in this franchise, in fact only kuukou and rio have weapons, so itâs hilarious that maybe two out three women have weapon mics lmao the pen is mightier than the sword you say
#this is vee speaking#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#MALE SUBJUGATION AND WOMENS RIGHTS TO OWN THIS SHIT HAS NEVER LOOKED BETTER#*inhales* NEMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU#NEMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU#I HOPE YOU SUPPRESS ALL THE VIOLENCE AND DIRT BENEATH YOUR HEELS ILL BE GLAD TO CLEAN THE FILTH OFF OF YOU WHEN YOURE DONE#ICHIJIKU ANYTIME YOURE READY TO ASSERT DOMINANCE THERES A BACK RIGHT HERE YOU CAN STEP ON FOR ELEVATION ID MAKE A GREAT SOAP BOX#OTOME BELIEVES IN MENS RIGHTS TO STFU AND I SAY LET HER COOK THAT MEGAPHONE MIC SURE IS GOING TO BRING THOSE MEN TO THEIR KNEES#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#IVE BEEN UP FOR TWO HOURS SCREAMING ABOUT THESE WOMEN BUT W O M E N AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH#c: otome#c: ichijiku#c: nemu
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damn was replaying ieytd1 and Jared mason has gotten way more comfortable in the handler role itâs nice to hear
#i FINALLY beat hot waterâs speedrun so I have ieytd3 100% lemme tell you I hate hot waters speed run#anyways me n my buddy realized we never 100%d one so we were playing through mostly squeaky clean until the headset died and like#thereâs a million little things thatâs like. idk fun to see now that theyâve got it figured out#favorite quality of life thing the mission tapes are in a reasonable order WHY ARE THEY ORGANIZED LIKENTHAT#WHY IS WINTER BREAK (mission. idk 4 or 3) IN THE FIRST SLOT#WHY ARE THE CREDITS IN THE MAIN SLOTS BUT MISSIONS 5 AND 6 ON THE TABLE. I CAN UNDERSTAND THE VACATION ONE JUST SITTING ON THE TABLE THAT W#BONUS WHO ORDERED THEESE#anyways. uhh squeaky clean Reginald is like âwell. I think the sandwhich was good before you toasted it. picky ass bitchâ and itâs like oh#look whoâs talking mr i Like my frankfurters cooked to a specific degree#BUT ITS ALSO LIKE FUNNY LIKE! obv they didnât have either of these one of jokes in mind while writing either of them! itâs fun and silly#ieytd#ashen.rambles#in da tags
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shep is both of these
#out.#shep: alexa play beautiful girls by sean kingston#he cant cook but he can and will clean 𧽠and beat ppl up for you both physically and mentally đŤś#thinking abt the one tt i saw that was someone somehow fucking up box mac n cheese#very shepherd idk how he does it
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Trying new recipes as a picky eater is always like playing Russian roulette. I just spent fifteen minutes blowing on my dish unable to figure out why it was still burning my mouth before I remembered that I put cayenne pepper in it.
It didn't even call for cayenne pepper, I just thought it might make it interesting. (It did not.)
Anyway here's my first attempt at shakshuka which I grievously overcooked (I had never poached an egg before and had no idea what a poached egg was supposed to look like so I kept cooking it until I was Sure It Was Doneâknow better now and will do better next time)
In spite of lacking presentation, it actually is pretty good and I will be cooking it again, making it better next time and NOT overcooking it to the point of dehydration.
#spencer speaks#personal#idk if i can emphasize this enough but as a young person PLEASE teach yourself how to cook#i didnt learn to cook until I was 22/23#my parents did not teach me and when i became independent i was spending ludicrous amounts on delivery#then i moved to a place with no delivery or fast food#the only hot food options here are literally gas stations#i make a lot of mistakes in the kitchen. i have set grease fires. ive butchered dishes beyond recognition n created things utterly inedible#but i learned#learned helplessness is such a problem in young ppl#'too gay to cook/drive/clean/function' NO!#gay people are strong and capable and we can burn our own shakshuka in our own kitchens like our predecessors
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me being cast as someone's girlfriend slash wife when??? but like real
#i'm ready to be a wag to my cool footballer girlfriend slash wife#i can cook n clean n do everything#big sighs to be stuck in homophobia n this country
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i know your supposed to be mean to your followers in cult of the lamb n that the game is easier when you do
but
i just cannot do it, i dont care if its harder to progress if im nice to them. its just gonna have to be harder cause i just got these guys a kitchen so they can feed themselves when im out getting more shit for em so i can build for decorations for them. i married 2 of them. we have a farm. i am getting my ass beat by gods so they can get small gifts
#other#t talks#i cant do it!! i cant be mean to them#literally the only time i do shit is when they ask me to!#'you can let a follower get possessed n they can help you fight'#or i could NOT do that!!#and let them farm n cook n clean so their place is NICE
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