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aayakashii · 3 days ago

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For seven days, I'll be posting Valentine's Day themed headcanons for each House in Tokyo Debunker!

All prompts come from this post here ♡

And dividers are from @saradika-graphics 🫶

So, for starters, we got:

Valentine’s Day in Frostheim

Jin

how does he show affection?

Quietly. His touches come without a warning, and he shoves gifts on your arms without ceremony. Words aren't his forte, no matter how many times he tried to put his feelings into words. So he'll show you his affection through his actions as much as possible, until there's no room left for doubt.

does he like hugs? what are his hugs like?

Likes to give them (especially when it's early morning and he's sleeping, and he just wants to cuddle with you), but loves even more to receive them from you. He holds you like you're his lifeline, as if you could escape from his hands at any given moment. Buries his face in the crook of your neck and stays there for as long as he wants.

is he good at flirting? how does he flirt?

Jin is terrible with words. So he tries to flirt with his actions: maybe he'll suddenly corner you somewhere only to give you a kiss and walk away with a smirk; or he'll circle his arm around your waist and pull you closer to him. It never fails to fluster you and leave you sputtering his name breathlessly, so that is a success in his book.

is he good at gift - giving or does he struggle to get it right?

He probably can give you anything you ask for, but you have to ask if you're thinking about something specific. If he tries to decide on your gift on his own, you'll probably get an enormous amount of all the Valentine classics: a gigantic bouquet, with an enormous teddy bear and the finest chocolate in the world. He's not very creative, but he tries to make up for it with quality and quantity.

is he quick or slow to give his heart?

Terribly slow. He will fight the feeling for as long as he can lie to himself; for as long as he can convince himself that he's not in love with you. Once he can't escape his own emotions, however, he is quick to shove his heart into your hands; and you better keep it safe and sound. It's your responsibility now.

does he find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

It's extremely hard to say it out loud for the first time, but once that hurdle is crossed, those are the only three words he doesn't hesitate to say to you. He says it solemnly, looking into your eyes, with a fastened resolve to make sure that you know how he feels.

does he get jealous in a relationship?

Oh, honey. He's probably jealousy personified if we're being honest. But it's not you he doesn't trust – it's other men. He doesn't want other men's slimy, gross hands touching you, and just thinking of it makes him see red.

what is his ideal date?

His ideal date is simply having complete privacy when he's alone with you. He would love to just stay in his room, without even the slimmest possibility of being interrupted, and cuddle with you, drifting in and out of sleep. He already has all the food and beverages you two may need within his reach, so why leave and be at the mercy of irritating, prying eyes? He just wants his date to be about you and him alone.

would he ask the big question or expect their partner to?

He would ask it, without a doubt. He thinks it's his duty as your partner and the heir of an empire. He has to ask it, even if he stumbles on the words. Not to say he wouldn't be elated if you asked him first when you two are just appreciating each other's company in the quiet of a random morning. But he would make sure to ask again, with all the formality you deserve.

how does he feel about valentine’s day?

It never crossed his mind before he met you. Now, he's overthinking (and overpreparing) in order to give you the Valentine's Day anyone could only dream of. He'll still act like it isn't a big deal to him, but you know it definitely is as soon as you see a whole helicopter decorated with rose petals. And chocolate. So much chocolate.

does he get protective easily?

If he could carry you in his pocket in order to keep you safe, he probably would. Cigarettes be damned – you'd be tucked away in his vest, right over his heart. That's something he daydreams about often, but would never admit to it.

does he believe in true love?

After so much inner conflict, after fighting against his feelings for you, he begrudgingly accepted that there's no other way to describe what he feels for you in other words. So yes, now he does believe in it.

Tohma

how does he show affection?

Subtly. He's not one for huge nor public displays of affection, but he expresses his feelings through small gestures: a handwritten note; a fleeting kiss on your forehead; texts asking you how you're feeling throughout the day; but especially: dragging you with him whenever he takes a walk late at night, seizing the opportunity to finally enjoy his time with you.

does he like hugs? what are his hugs like?

He seldom gives them, but he can't deny he absolutely loves when you hug him – especially when it's by surprise. It gives him a boost of energy he desperately needed and didn't even realize. His hugs are, more than anything, grounding. You feel the solid wall of his toned body envelop you like a weighted blanket and you close your eyes. You feel safe.

is he good at flirting? how does he flirt?

Frustratingly good. He always knows what to say to make you blush, and he's fully aware of it. Doesn't hesitate to take advantage of this knowledge either. One of his favorite things to do is to whisper sweet nothings into your ear all throughout the day until you're a flustered and frustrated mess by the end of it.

is he good at gift - giving or does he struggle to get it right?

He's great at it, especially at finding small, simple but meaningful gifts. He probably has a whole file with your name in his mind palace, with all your personal information and specific tastes. He knows what you'll like, and he makes sure he'll give you something unique.

is he quick or slow to give his heart?

He goes at a normal pace, mostly. But as soon as he realizes he has been nurturing feelings for you, he will IMMEDIATELY give you his heart whether you like it or not. And you will like it. He'll make sure it.

does he find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

It doesn't really come naturally to him. He probably can't even remember the last time he felt anything akin to love. The word "love" sounds foreign in his tongue. He would rather show you his love through his actions, but he might try to tell you he loves you if he notices that you need that confirmation. Just go easy on him.

does he get jealous in a relationship?

Not really. He pretty much trusts you, your relationship with him and himself. He knows all too well that you wouldn't leave him for someone else, and that you wouldn’t try to play the jealousy game with him. He wouldn’t be dating you if you did. He can only laugh at the sad attempts of other students to woo you because he knows you'll go back to him every single time.

what is his ideal date?

A picnic in a clearing, some hidden, beautiful place he found while he was out on his walks. He wants privacy, of course, but he also wants to share with you the very few secret places he likes to call his own.

would he ask the big question or expect their partner to?

He would love to be the one to ask first, but if you end up beating him to it, he won't complain either. The order of factors doesn't affect the result – he already knows he will say yes, and so will you.

how does he feel about valentine’s day?

Honestly, Tohma didn't care about it, but ever since he realized it was important to you, he made a conscious effort to be as present and loving as you wanted him to be. He still thinks it's kind of a silly date... but he'll indulge you, gladly.

does he get protective easily?

Yes, but he also trusts your strength. He'll always be ready to shield you whenever you need, but he knows you're not some pushover. He loves to watch you stick up for yourself, filled with pride and satisfaction. However, if you look at him for support, he'll be breaking anyone's bones in the blink of an eye.

does he believe in true love?

With you as his partner? Undoubtedly.

Kaito

how does he show affection?

Kaito yells about his feelings for you at anyone who can hear. He's unabashedly loud, parading you as his partner wherever he goes. Sometimes you have to nudge him and tell him to calm down just a little bit so no one will feel too bothered by his noisy declarations of love.

does he like hugs? what are his hugs like?

Loves hugs and loves to throw himself into your arms. He will spontaneously combust if you do the same to him and tearfully thank all the heavens above for your existence. His hugs are soft but tight, as if a part of him is still trying to make sure you're real and not a cruel joke someone's playing on him.

is he good at flirting? how does he flirt?

He's awful, but he tries so hard. His voice drops down a few octaves, and he tries to be as suave as possible, but he just ends up with his tongue tied and a blush on his cheek. And you don't say a thing, because you still find his embarrassment endearing, no matter how long you two have been together

is he good at gift - giving or does he struggle to get it right?

He's actually great at giving gifts! He knows everything that's trending, and if there's anything he thinks you might like, he gets it for you. He has literally all of your likes and dislikes on the tip of his tongue, so that's easy for him. Sometimes you have to stop him from spending too much money, though.

is he quick or slow to give his heart?

Very quick. It actually took some time for you to believe his feelings, what with how fast he confessed to you. He's intense. As soon as he saw you, he had to make sure no one would steal you away from him.

does he find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

Easy! He would tell you he loves you every single second if he could.

does he get jealous in a relationship?

Very much so, but his jealousy comes from a place of insecurity. He's afraid you might find someone better, no matter how much you try to reassure him. Sometimes it's tiring, but he's doing his best to try to prove to you that he trusts you. It's just... old habits die hard.

what is his ideal date?

Any cliche, movie-esque date is perfect for him, but his first thought goes to an amusement park date. He wants to win a plushie for you at the carnival; he wants to share a huge cotton candy; and, more than anything, he wants to ride on the ferris wheel during the sunset and watch the city lights with you by his side.

would he ask the big question or expect their partner to?

He would love to ask first, but having you beat him to it would make him even happier – it would be like a confirmation of your feelings for him: the ultimate reassurance that you don't plan on leaving him at all.

how does he feel about valentine’s day?

Oh, he loves it. Since middle school, he has waited and waited to receive chocolates from his crush. The fact that he finally has a partner with whom he can celebrate the date is a dream come true. And he WILL drop some very obvious hints that he really wants to make homemade chocolate you during Valentine's Day. Wink wonk.

does he get protective easily?

Yes, and he dreams of being your knight in shining armor, always ready to protect you no matter the occasion. His legs may still tremble a little bit, but he will fight his fears so he can keep you safe.

does he believe in true love?

YES. Sometimes he would doubt it would ever come to him, but now that he has you, his belief has never been stronger.

Luca

how does he show affection?

Luca genuinely treats you like royalty. It feels like he has come straight out of a book sometimes – some fairytale about a chivalrous knight. He holds your hand everywhere and looks into your eyes as if you have personally placed each star in his sky.

does he like hugs? what are his hugs like?

He likes hugs but doesn't give them that much. He's always concerned about disrespecting you or crossing your boundaries. But he loves it when you catch him by surprise and engulf him in a hug (even if he feels embarrassed when you do it in public). His hugs feel like the safety and comfort of a bed. The scent of fabric softener of his clothes lulling you even deeper into a calm state of mind.

is he good at flirting? how does he flirt?

Luca doesn't have the slightest clue in regards to what flirting entails, but he usually, unintentionally, says lovely comments about you that leave you completely dumbfounded. And he doesn't even know what he did.

is he good at gift - giving or does he struggle to get it right?

He tries his best but, in his mind, gifts are only truly good when they're practical. So he might give you new books to help you study or stationery. If you want different gifts during Valentine's Day, you have to explicitly tell him. He might not understand what's the big deal, but he'll do his best. Be patient with him he's autistic

is he quick or slow to give his heart?

He goes at a natural pace and genuinely will only realize he wants to give you his heart when you already have it in your hands.

does he find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

Once he realizes he loves you, he says it quite easily. It might even be a bit jarring, how casual he is with it. You two could be at the canteen, waiting to buy lunch, and he'll straight up tell you he loves you as matter of factly as possible. Whenever he has the itch to reassure you of his feelings, he will say it right away.

does he get jealous in a relationship?

Honestly, not really. He doesn't believe you could ever do something bad, like cheating on him. He put you in a little bit of a pedestal, but he's also pretty sure he's the only one that can reach it.

what is his ideal date?

Again, he likes practicality, so he would love a study date in which he's able to help you with absolutely everything you might need. Maybe it's not the most romantic thing, but to Luca, there's nothing more important than being helpful to you – it's his way of proving himself to you.

would he ask the big question or expect their partner to?

He wants to ask because he feels like it's a way to make an oath to you, akin to a knight serving his majesty. He might pout and sulk if you end up asking first, because he wants to propose with all the solemnity of a paladin bending his knee.

how does he feel about valentine’s day?

Never really thought about and still doesn't care much, but he will do his best if it means it'll make you happy. You might need to give him a nudge and tell him that the date is coming around.

does he get protective easily?

He's always extremely protective. Your safety is, quite literally, his biggest concern. While he might not be jealous, he's overprotective to a fault. Anyone can be a threat to your well being until proven otherwise. Sometimes you have to tell him to calm down before he tries slashing some random student that approached you a bit too rudely.

does he believe in true love?

He never truly thought about it, too absorbed in his personal tasks. But when making you happy became one of his most important goals in life, he realized that it couldn't be anything else but true love.

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xomakara · 1 day ago

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Roses

SUMMARY | Apparently, getting dumped on Valentine's Day isn't necessarily a bad thing. Especially when it leads to you meeting a handsome stranger and spending the night with him.

PAIRINGS | Jaehyun x Reader

RATING | Mature, NSFW, EXPLICIT, MDNI, 18+, Any Minors and Ageless Blogs will be blocked

GENRE | smut, slight angst, comfort, Valentine's Day, birthday

CONTENT/WARNINGS | heartbreaks, profanity, drinking, flirting, teasing, birthday sex, unprotective sex, shower sex, comfort sex, creampies, fingering, pet names (sweetheart, etc), open ending

LENGTH | 5,483 words

TAGLIST | @lovetaroandtaemin

NETWORKS | @k-vanity @ksmutsociety

AUTHOR’S NOTE | As usual, thank you Ally ( @lovetaroandtaemin ) for beta-reading this and Beezy ( @hobeemin ) for the beautiful banner. The both of you never fail to amaze me and I appreciate all the work and help!

Happy Valentine's to all the couples and singles out there. And happy birthday to our Valentine boy, Jaehyun 💚💚

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You thought you were having such a shitty Valentine's Day when the man you had been seeing for years broke up with you, leaving you standing in the rain like a fool. The bouquet of roses that he gifted you before blurting out, "It's over," remained clenched in your numb, icy hands as you watched him get into a taxi with another woman, no doubt leaving you for her.

What went wrong? What did you do? All these thoughts and questions swarmed inside your mind, and there were no answers anywhere to be found. You looked at the roses in your hand before sighing and carelessly throwing them to the ground, the petals scattering around your feet and getting wet from the rain. A miserable whimper left your lips, tears welling up in your eyes before being indistinguishable from the rain on your face.

A sob burst free from your chest, the reality of the situation hitting you with full force. You had poured your heart and everything you had into this relationship, just for him to take those pieces of you and break them, making it so that no one would ever put them together again. At the worst of times, you wished to die, to just disappear. All this pain felt unbearable.

"You too?" a low, masculine voice questioned, coming from a distance.

You looked around, not caring in the least that you must have looked pathetic. Tears stained your face, mixing with rain, and mascara ran down your cheeks in streaks. The cold, humid air froze your lungs, making each breath hurt. It felt like you had a stab wound in your chest.

At the end of the sidewalk, he stood. This man, tall and handsome, looked just as miserable and pitiful as you did. The bouquet of roses that he held looked almost crushed and damaged in his grip. Like you, his clothing stuck to his body, darkened with rain.

Slowly, you turned your entire body to look at him. The sleeve of your coat, dampened by the rain, wiped away any signs of your sadness. He neared, stopping before you, close enough to look down at you. Although his expression remained neutral, you could see the emotions swirling in his iridescent eyes.

"Miserable Valentine's Day, huh?" you breathed, barely audible above the sound of rain, but somehow, he heard you.

"It sucks when Valentine's Day is also your birthday," the stranger lamented, handing his damaged bouquet over to you.

“Oof,” not having the strength to be polite, you took the ruined flowers. "Who broke up with you?"

"That woman that was in the taxi," he replied with a sigh, pointing at the cab that left the scene long ago. "I'm guessing the man that was with her broke up with you?"

Silently, you nodded. For a minute, the two of you stood there, letting the rain cool off your hot skin, neither of you having anything else to say. When the man let out a dry laugh, you gazed up at him in mild surprise. His expression finally changed. There was a smile now, although forced.

"We both look awful," he stated before gazing up at the dark, dreary sky.

"It's funny... we look like quite the pair, don't we? Getting dumped by our significant others on Valentine's Day." The flowers in his hands dropped to the ground, joining your discarded ones. Your tear-soaked eyes blinked, attempting to stave off more tears, while you chuckled bitterly at the humor of your current predicament, "I don't think I ever want to see roses again."

"Same," the handsome stranger replied in understanding. His mouth opened as if he had a question he wanted to ask, but thought against it. He paused momentarily, not wanting to linger on the subject. Inhaling deeply, he shook the droplets of rain off his face before clearing his throat, "Would you like a drink?"

Without hesitation, you answered. "Fuck yes. Anything to forget this stupid day."

The two of you decided to make the venture into a bar not too far from the place you had just gotten dumped at. Walking into the building felt like a huge relief. Immediately, warmth hit you as the wet clothes clinging to your body continued to drip. The smell of alcohol and food assaulted your nose. The bar was nearly empty, given that most couples would rather be somewhere more romantic than here. There were only a handful of individuals scattered in booths and at the tables, mostly singletons enjoying their single lives. The television played the latest sports highlights and weather news while two young people conversed and cleaned the counters.

You slid into the stool at the bar, shaking your damp hair that began to dry at the ends, while he sat in the seat next to you.

A woman no older than you walked towards the bar. "What can I get for you guys?" She looked between the two of you. "Something warm? You both look cold and soaked. We have hot cocoa and whiskey. I don't recommend both at the same time, though."

"Well... today has really, really sucked for both of us," you gestured to the man sitting beside you. "We both got dumped and apparently, it's his birthday too."

"Whiskey it is," the bartender nodded in understanding.

"Can we get something hot to eat as well?" the man beside you asked, his voice laced with hunger and coldness. "Anything will do," he added.

The woman behind the bar gave him a warm smile. "Of course. I'll be right back."

You looked at the man, thrusting your hand towards him. "I'm Y/N, by the way."

"Jaehyun," he introduced himself while grasping your hand, giving it a firm handshake. "If you don't mind me asking, why did your guy break up with you?"

"I don't know. I thought everything was normal until a few hours ago when we met up for dinner and he handed me the roses," you began to recall the moments prior, shuddering at the thought. "Then, he dropped the bomb that he doesn't feel the same way anymore and started listing things I was lacking, which honestly hurt because everything I've done was for him."

"Same shit," Jaehyun shrugged in defeat as the bartender placed a pair of short glasses in front of each of you, filled to the brim with whiskey. He picked up his glass and brought it to his lips, downing half the drink.

You took yours, bringing it to your own mouth and taking a generous sip. "What about you? Same reason?"

"I mean, it didn't start like that, but I guess in the end... it's pretty similar," he shrugged again, his damp shoulders rustling against the sleeves of his coat. "She used to complain how my work kept me busy and how she barely ever sees me, so... maybe, that was just it. She was cheating on me. Found someone else." He tossed his head back and downed the rest of his beverage.

"Sucks how they ended up together, especially right after they dumped both of us," you huffed, feeling angry and cheated. You and Jaehyun just shared one look of agreement and frustration. It wasn't hard to empathize with him. After all, you both shared similar circumstances and experiences. "Sorry."

He let out a light chuckle. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm sorry you had a bad Valentine's Day. And a bad birthday. That just... sucks," you purse your lips and lightly knock back the remaining liquor, relishing in the sting.

Jaehyun observed the frown in your features. Somehow, he managed to lift the corners of your lips upwards. "Well, thanks to you, at least it's not too shitty anymore. So, happy birthday to me," he announced, raising his empty glass into the air with a small whoop. "And Valentine's I guess."

That managed to pull a small chuckle out of you.

"Pfft," he grinned at the sound. "Look, it's gonna take more than just two drinks to cheer either of us up, but... how 'bout we forget about them and be each other's Valentines? It's still a holiday, and technically, it’s not that late. Let's drink the night away and forget what happened tonight?"

A brow arched with amusement, skeptical but flattered nonetheless. "You don't even know me. I could be a serial killer."

"Pretty sure a serial killer wouldn't go out of her way to console the person next to her if they happened to be as heartbroken as she was," Jaehyun reminded. "And besides, a serial killer can't be as pretty as you."

"Way to flatter a girl," you giggled, blush tinting your cheeks a rosy hue. "I should warn you though, if I drink too much, I might vomit on your shoes."

"Fair warning," he gave you an inviting, warm smile. "A bit weird, but since today can't get worse, how 'bout it? Think of it as celebrating my birthday and being someone's Valentine at the same time."

The heat from the liquor was enough to melt some of your worries away. While the entire scenario you were thrown into seemed a bit unorthodox, considering it would be with a stranger, his eyes held a glint of sincerity, in which you saw a spark of a chance to give both you and him a reason to at least laugh by the end of the night.

"I suppose it's better than going home alone and crying into my pillows right? This might be a good distraction for the both of us," you agreed to the idea, meeting his grin with one of your own. The bartender set a plate of nachos down on the counter, sliding it to the two of you. You looked down at the plate and couldn't help but laugh softly, remembering how you both asked for something to fill the stomach. Jaehyun also snickered upon realizing the humorous predicament.

While the nachos didn't satisfy your need for a more proper meal, it served to stave off the hunger as you drank. Eventually, the pair of you grew relaxed, the stress from your breakups disappearing momentarily. The night got later, and the drink you consumed blurred your mind, letting you feel the warmth spreading throughout your body.

You weren't sure how many drinks the pair of you shared; the bartender didn't seem to care that the two of you consumed glass after glass without paying for a thing. All she did was just serve you, clean the table, and occasionally join in on the conversation. It might have been the alcohol, but there was no shortage of laughs between the three of you. You leaned into Jaehyun's side and clutched his arm while shaking with laughter at the terrible jokes. He placed a hand on the small of your back.

By the time 10PM rolled by, it felt natural to call it a night.

The two of you finally returned to a sober state of mind. As you fished through your wallet, prepared to pay the tab and thank the bartender for keeping both of you entertained for the evening, Jaehyun stopped you, insisting on paying for the both of you. You left the bar, the rain having settled down considerably compared to a few hours ago. There was only a light mist in the air, and your breath came out in visible puffs of white.

As the alcohol wore off, you could feel the slight chill from the lingering temperature, your thin jacket not exactly doing wonders to protect you. You noticed Jaehyun also shuddered, rubbing his arms and trying to conserve his warmth.

He stopped walking, tugging your arm gently, which made you come to a halt. A warm arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. Confused, you blinked up at him with curiosity, waiting for him to explain what was happening. You could barely process much, aside from the smell of alcohol on him and his slightly tousled, damp hair, given the intoxicated state you were in.

"Do you want to come back to my place? Maybe keep celebrating my birthday?" His voice was thick, and his stare was heavy.

While a voice in the back of your head urged you to return home, you hesitated. Despite not knowing him very well, your attraction and interest were present. Perhaps you were a fool for accepting the invitation, but the alcohol coursing through your body told you to just let go of your inhibitions and worries.

And so, you answered his question without a second thought. "Sure."

Once the answer was uttered, the two of you trekked the short distance, arms around each other to keep from collapsing, until you entered a tall complex. Within no time, you stumbled through the threshold of his apartment.

Warm hands found their way around your waist as he guided you. "C'mon, let's get you warmed up," he urged quietly in your ear.

He led you towards the bathroom, dimly illuminated by the warm, orange hue from the standing lamp. Despite the limited lighting, the details of the apartment were still obvious and easy to see. It was large, simple, and minimalistic. As you glanced to the side, the view of his kitchen looked even better. Everything looked clean and organized.

Noticing your inspection, Jaehyun couldn't help the light-hearted comment. "Pretty spacious and expensive for someone whose life has just been obliterated, huh?" He pointed out, making you snort.

"I'll ignore that," you chided playfully, rolling your eyes before shrugging out of his grip and removing your outer layers of clothing. "Besides, despite everything else that’s gone to hell tonight, it's actually a pretty nice apartment."

With a laugh, Jaehyun immediately followed suit, yanking his sweater off and throwing it aside. His large hands roamed along his muscular torso and arms, dusting any residue from his drenched shirt.

"As much as I enjoy you standing around and admiring the view," his teasing voice broke through your ogling, making you flush, realizing that he was clearly referring to the apartment and not himself. "You'll warm up a lot faster in the shower."

"I appreciate that, however," you looked at him innocently, twirling your wet, loose hair with your fingers. "Are you joining me? Just to, y'know, conserve water and energy or whatever."

Without an ounce of shame, Jaehyun threw his shirt onto the pile with a sly smirk. "My energy and resources are very important, and you're absolutely right."

"Of course," you murmured, your gaze trained onto him. He was more athletic than you had assumed from your observations, his abdominal muscles tensed and his pectoral muscles just as defined. Your hands almost ached to touch the broad, strong shoulders and firm biceps. "Oh, I don't have anything else to change into."

Jaehyun hummed. "I could lend you something, unless you really don't mind me ogling you for the rest of the night."

"Well..." a mischievous smile tugged at your lips as you gestured at him and the amount of exposed skin. "Then you don't mind, huh?"

"Good point, I suppose," he mused, then pointing to the shower and letting out a huff. "Go ahead. I'll wait for you out here."

"Why? Scared?" you wiggled your eyebrows.

Your teasing smirk made him huff indignantly. "Absolutely not."

You laughed as you grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom, locking the door and slipping out of your remaining clothes. Jaehyun joined you in unclothing his bottom half, eyes lidded as he watched you step into the spacious, tiled shower, with a large sliding glass door. You turned on the faucet and twisted it, causing warm water to spray down in large droplets.

"God, a warm shower is just what I need," you exhaled with appreciation before catching him still standing outside. "Well, are you getting in?"

He dropped the rest of his clothes before slipping in beside you. You couldn't help but appreciate him—he was quite tall and muscular, very toned in all the right places. Unable to resist, your hands rested on his warm chest, fingers ghosting across the scars scattered across his abdomen. His own hands stroked up your sides and towards your arms, raising goosebumps. The hot steam and the proximity were nearly intoxicating and definitely clouded your minds.

Your body pressed against his, sighing as the heat from the water enveloped you, his lips capturing yours hungrily. Eager to satisfy your own desires, you traced your nails along the length of his arms before sneaking your fingers through his short, wet locks of hair, earning a pleasurable sigh out of him. Jaehyun responded by tightening his grip and moving you away from the stream. He leaned his weight onto you, gently guiding your back against the cool, tile wall.

"Tell me what you want me to do, Y/N," he whispered, mouth pressed against the side of your neck, teeth nibbling the delicate skin. His hot breath against your sensitive skin sent shivers down your spine.

"Surprise me, birthday boy," your eyes flashed, daring him to continue the enticing action.

And that was all it took.

The moment the words left your lips, Jaehyun wasted no time and picked you up with ease, pinning you against the wall. Without him having to ask, you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Consider yourself surprised," the smirk that crossed his features would have made you roll your eyes if it didn't elicit such a pleasurable response out of you.

Jaehyun used one free hand and intertwined it with yours, pinning it above your head, before his lips, that were wet from the shower, captured your own, giving you a feverish kiss, full of lust. You squealed when you felt the tip of his hardness nudge at your slick entrance before sliding inside. His length filled your warm, throbbing heat completely and caused an involuntary cry out of you when you felt the first thrust, nearly slamming your head against the tile, while he shuddered in satisfaction at the tight feeling engulfing his cock.

Jaehyun rocked his hips, building a slow pace, and with each movement, the friction of his warm skin against yours ignited a delicious, burning sensation. Each moan from him seemed to further add fuel to the fire, sending shivers through you. With each thrust, his pace grew in intensity. Your other hand found its way across his back, nails digging into his shoulder and surely leaving a mark. The water streamed down, washing the fluids down the drain.

Barely managing a coherent word out of your mouth between the soft pants and moans that left your lips, you blurted, "Don't you dare stop. God, this feels good."

Jaehyun squeezed your hand that interlaced his fingers. His pupils were dark with passion. The feeling was mutual for the both of you, bodies screaming, wanting each other and begging for satisfaction. With his free arm, he supported your bottom and held you against him, quickening the movements, pressing further and deeper inside, forcing the most explicit sounds and expressions to escape from your throat. He too didn't make it easier on you. The harder he pounded into you, the louder his moans became and the less coherent he was with his words.

As the ecstasy overwhelmed you both, every emotion seemed intensified. His member, pounding repeatedly into the most sensitive parts of you, and his heavy breaths as he gave you his all, sent waves of euphoria. With each thrust and plunge, every inch of you was set aflame, causing sparks of pleasure to ignite the more sensitive points in your body.

While your limbs were numb and shaking uncontrollably in bliss, you held on tighter. Despite having your thoughts hazy and scrambled, the thought of wanting more of him, more of this, never ceased.

"Jaehyun...bed please?" your voice croaked with want, speaking between your shaky gasps for air. "As much as I like shower sex...the tile is...ahh—hard against my back."

He said nothing in response but groaned his approval.

The pair of you fumbled, managing to hastily dry your damp skin, before Jaehyun scooped you up and walked the short distance towards the large, empty bedroom. With not so gentle movements, he dumped you on the bed. Before you could even register a reaction, he was upon you, his warm body covering yours. You hissed, biting his bottom lip, with the new skin to skin contact and the smooth sheets beneath you.

"Tell me what you wanna do, sweetheart. We got time," his husky whisper made you whine.

"Surprise me again," you smirked. "Come on, what's stopping you?"

Without having to provoke him further, your demand was fulfilled. Jaehyun sat back against the wall, propped up with pillows, then hauled you up to straddle him. He barely gave you time to adjust to a comfortable position before sliding into you slowly, relishing in the gratifying sensations that rushed through his body. You gripped at his shoulders while his lips explored every bit of the skin exposed to him, from the side of your neck, behind your ear, all the way down to the curve of your breast. As he planted an affectionate kiss there, your heart fluttered, before you let out a long and low moan in approval.

"This good? Tell me," his voice was rich and sounded like velvet, tickling your ears as he leaned closer. His hands massaged your ass, spreading apart the soft, warm skin. Your movements began slow and deliberate. As the new angle of penetration caused a more delicious sensation for both, it quickly became difficult to maintain the pace you had originally started at.

Grinding your hips down, Jaehyun met you halfway and drove his length deeper into your wet heat. Every movement was agonizingly slow, forcing you to focus on the exact movement of him. His tongue languidly flicked at your hardened nipples. Shivers of satisfaction rushed through the sensitive skin and you let out a keening sound, craving his attention. It earned an almost sadistic chuckle from him, and the lazy tempo remained.

A pleading look was on your face as you whined, trying to roll your hips faster and harder. "Harder. Please," you pleaded.

Instead, he placed his strong hands on your waist, forcing you to move slower, all while giving your other nipple the same, languid affection, your impatience being swallowed with a cry. His actions were torturous as the warmth in your stomach was still coiling, barely on the verge of pleasure, yet not near enough to push you to your climax.

"We don't have anywhere else to be right, Y/N?" Jaehyun whispered, pressing another kiss to the side of your breast.

"No, we're alone...mmm. Fuck...just us," you were desperate for friction, almost painfully needing the build-up to hit, grinding your hips and clawing at his skin, urging him to comply. "Please, Jaehyun, we can go slower tomorrow."

"So you're saying that there's a tomorrow?" his gaze met yours and held your stare, all while he continued his unhurried tempo and the gentle ministrations.

"Yes," you promised without hesitation.

He complied, this time picking up the pace like you demanded of him, but still taking his sweet time enjoying every inch of you. Your breathing hitched as he met the frenzied need, his groans as needy and excited as your own. His calloused hands found their way towards your back, clutching onto your ass, feeling the supple skin beneath his hands as he urged your body to slide up and down, using your momentum to guide you into a rhythm, occasionally slamming against your heat with such ferocity, you had no doubt it would leave bruises come morning.

"Fuck, you feel so good," his moan was husky and low, while he sucked at your sensitive nipple, his tongue swiping over the nub occasionally. You could barely hold out anymore, holding his face to your breast, hips jutting forth, desperate to take every inch of him, needing more.

"M-More...please," you begged. The next few thrusts were purposeful and rough. Each time his length pierced you, you keened and threw your head back. "Jaehyun."

Your entire body was ablaze, all the heat coming straight from the friction of your wet bodies pressed against each other and the pleasure from your intimate area, contracting around his pulsing member.

"So pretty, saying my name," Jaehyun's breaths were low and throaty, sending delightful vibrations straight through your body. He shifted your weight, now laying on the bed as his long, slender fingers roamed your thighs and his mouth planted loving kisses up the length of your neck, finally reaching the delicate skin of the shell of your ear. His hands slipped beneath the bend of your knees, holding them apart with ease. "Say it again, sweetheart. Let everyone know who's making you feel like this."

"Jaehyun," you called again, hearing him huff, increasing the momentum of each thrust, no longer matching the lazy tempo as he indulged and appreciated your wet, clenching pussy. He reveled in the feeling of your heat tight around him, every contraction, squeezing him and urging him closer to climax.

"Say it again, sweetheart."

"Jaehyun... oh fuck. Don't stop!"

"So wet... so pretty..." He plunged into the warm, wet heat, watching your expression carefully with fascination as the lewd sounds escaped your lips. "Look at you, so pretty all spread out and begging. So needy for me."

Every moan, whimper, and cry from you encouraged him. His cock would pump in, once, twice, until the friction was exactly as you needed to make you cry out, shuddering with pure pleasure as a long and lewd, "Fuucckk," escaped your throat.

Before long, the entire room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, mixed in with lewd and erotic sounds from the pair of you as the two of you fell further into a pleasurable daze. Jaehyun didn't seem to stop, holding on tightly onto you and sucking on the sensitive areas, littering your skin with bright red splotches and darkening hickies. Your senses were overwhelmed, the only coherent thing in your head was the thought of wanting release.

"I'm close," your voice sounded hoarse. “Oh, shit.”

"Can I cum inside you?" His face was serious and a light flush was evident. “Please?”

All you could do was respond with an incoherent hum and a nod. He took that as consent, bringing one hand from your back and in between your thighs. Immediately, he was cupping the flesh between your legs, and with his thumb, he circled your sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing about the sparks of intense bliss. It brought you over the edge, a scream tearing past your throat as waves of pleasure crashed through you and you rode your high. With a low growl and one final, hard thrust, his own warmth coated you and filled you to the hilt, the lewd, wet sound becoming the backdrop to both your heated cries.

The aftershocks of pleasure reverberated through you, sending quivers and uncontrollable shakes in your body. You clung tightly to Jaehyun as you let it slowly subside. For a moment, the room was quiet, and the only sounds were the soft pants from the both of you. You laid there comfortably in his embrace and felt safe and secure.

After a moment passed, Jaehyun spoke up, eyes locked onto yours, with a sort of satisfied, smugness in the smile that lit up his features. "Well, that wasn't too shitty. I'd say I celebrated my birthday and was someone's Valentine as well."

You snickered lightly before returning the grin, adjusting yourself to cup his face tenderly, "You're absolutely right."

Light trickled through the blinds, alerting Jaehyun to the rising dawn, and as such, he let out a muffled sigh. Sinking further into the cotton and warmth beside him, his hands roamed your body until they reached your hips. Without warning, he gripped the flesh tightly, and pressed a soft kiss at the back of your neck.

You groaned softly, shifting your body a bit.

"Wake up," he cooed, the tone was innocent, yet laced with mischief. He pressed himself into you and breathed slowly, carefully, and deliberately on the side of your throat, giving you shivers. "Sleep's over, sweetheart."

"I don't want to wake up," you sighed. Your hair was slightly disheveled, and your voice had a hint of sleep in it, all while Jaehyun refused to relent from the merciless teasing. Instead, he chuckled, dragging his hand further south to tease you by stroking the sensitive flesh of your outer thighs. Another whine escaped your throat and he grinned triumphantly, relishing how pliant you were for him. You were no match for him and the brute, merciless force, as he repeated the tantalizing actions all over again, relishing in how the previous evening played itself over in his head. "Really? After the night we had? How do you still have energy?"

"Waking up to a beautiful woman naked in my bed seems like good motivation to start the day," Jaehyun mumbled, his face buried into the crook of your shoulder, letting his body press even closer into the frame of your own, savoring how soft your form was against him. The slight pressure and friction gave him another reminder of the fact he was very much naked, very much excited, and very much ready, which he demonstrated to you.

You rolled your eyes, a huff a laughter escaping you, "Fuck you."

"Been there, done that, sweetheart. It's pretty awesome, you know," he retorted.

You let out another low, tired laugh, burying yourself deep into his embrace before adding, "You are full of it, Jaehyun."

His deep chuckles resonated throughout the room as he stared at you fondly. "I like waking up next to you."

It caught you by surprise, but you decided to reciprocate. After all, why not? "I like waking up next to you." Your voice was muffled, though still discernible, as you hid yourself in the pillow. "So I was thinking..."

"Hm?" he grunted.

"Can we keep seeing each other?" you asked. "You know, go on dates, actually get to know each other and stuff. Romantic and fun shit that, usually, we miss out on in relationships. Hell, I'm not sure what this even is, and I probably look like an idiot, but I really enjoyed last night and waking up next to you...so...do you wanna give it a shot?"

Jaehyun took his time in answering. He removed the hands from the most delicate part of your skin. Without waiting a beat longer, Jaehyun rolled over and pushed you to lie on your back, allowing his body to partially cover your form. The movement was graceful and with such ease that your eyes fluttered open to find him pinning your wrists on either side.

"It doesn't have to be serious or anything, just keep it casual if you want," you tried to speak over the lump in your throat and the knot in your stomach.

However, instead of agreeing or even disagreeing with you, Jaehyun leaned in and captured your lips, silencing any potential words that might have left them. A feverish and needy passion was present in the languid kisses. You responded in kind, eagerly parting your lips and allowing him to dominate you.

There was no fight, no sense of struggling—you gladly gave in and allowed yourself to become vulnerable. There was a silent exchange, and with a slight flick of your hips, you parted your legs for him. He groaned happily and relished in the opportunity to deepen the embrace, his hot, hard length pressing against your throbbing, damp warmth. You couldn't stop the moans or the reactions from your body.

After several minutes passed, the pair of you broke from the lip lock. Both of you panted from the kiss, lips bruised.

"Is that a no?" your chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Sweetheart, I'm thinking of ways to bend you over and show you exactly what kind of relationship I want with you," he answered.

A soft peal of laughter escaped your lips as his mouth occupied itself in nipping your soft spots, igniting shivers down the column of your throat. "Have it your way then," you hissed between moans, spreading your legs wider to accommodate him. "You won't be buying me roses anytime soon, right?"

Jaehyun rolled his eyes with a light scoff. "How can I forget the way you dumped those roses on the ground yesterday?" He continued as he began the slow rocking, with your nails digging at his broad, muscular back. "Maybe I'll buy you other kinds of flowers."

"Bold of you to assume that I like flowers," you scoffed. "Bold. Really fucking bold, you know that, Jaehyun?"

Another dry huff of laughter. "Ah, I see I'll have to fix that then."

#kvanity #ksmutsociety #nct #nct 127 #nct scenarios #nct stories #nct fanfics #nct imagines #nct smut #Jeong Jaehyun #Jaehyun #nct jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jaehyun x reader

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absolutebl · 3 days ago

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This Week in BL - I'm treading water and so is BL

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Feb 2025 Week 1

Ongoing Series - Thai

Your Sky (Sun iQIYI) ep 12 end - I love this show so much. So sweet. I adored it when Rak (FINALLY!) took the initiative!

Conclusion

As pulps go this is right up there with my favorite if all time, My Ride, but for different less complex reasons. This is a relatively simple, old school, endearingly soft story of a fake relationship between a sunshine sweetie and an older reserved rich kid who slowly fall in love. Its soft gentle low-stakes leans into everything I personally love about Thai BL. It’s a warm fuzzy robe of a show. 9/10

ThamePo (Fri YT) ep 9 of 12 - Thame is the poutyest of pouty babies. I love the ribbing that he got from his group the next morning (that wasn't). That said when we got a kiss it was a VERY GOOD kiss. This is a very me truly great show that I’m enjoying so much.

The Boy Next World (Sun IQIYI) ep 5 of 10 - I really can’t fault the chemistry with this pair. From kissing to making out they're awesome at ALL OF it. I like the twist (that there is not parallel world jsut the edge of insanity). It's delusional and sus and obsessive and very "seme who missed his meet cute with his uke" and is being forced by a narrative to fast forward. So 90s yaoi. Can Mame push this edge in the right way? Doubtful. But BossNoeul will make it fun for us to watch no matter how questionably messy it gets.

(Yes, there IS a "right way.")

The Heart Killers (Weds Gaga) ep 11 of 12 - fun penultimate episode.

Perfect 10 Liners (Sun YT) ep 15 of 24 - It's fine. Even cute. I think I like PerthSanta better than ForceBook but I really want the next pair the most.

Sangmin Dinneaw (Sun iQIYI) ep 6 of 10 - Enter my least favorite trope of all time, the amnesia trope. Also random doctor couple. This show is nothing if not erratic.

Flirt Milk (Sat YT) ep 3 or 10 - ugh

Ossan‘s Love Thailand (Mon YouTube) ep 5 of 12 - Is this punishment for how good Cherry Magic Thailand was?

Gelboys (Weds iQIYI) ep 1 of 7 - it started but I didn't realize so I'll catch up next week.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

When it Rains it Pours (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 5 of 10 - I adore them so much, these two sad desperate horny cheating boys. Lube! Argh. Please! The stark lack of affection in this show is about as dry and painful as the sex must have been. But, its all very tense and I kinda love it's minimalistic angst.

Eternal Butler (Taiwan Fri Gaga) eps 8 of 12 - what a pity, just throwing away that cute color matched BDSM set. Ever 4 is SO CUTE when he smiles, but he would have been cuter smiling and holding that red bullwhip.

Heart Stain (Korea Weds IQIYI) eps 1-2 of 8 - I like it! It’s Korea doing its all-time favorite trope, the love triangle, but an interesting take. One boy is in love with his teacher but his best friend is in love with him. Let the drama commence.

Impression of Youth (Taiwan Weds Viki) eps 5 of 9 - Such a great brother relationship! My goodness the courage on that kid. Also, they jumped into the sack fast, even for Taiwan.

Fight for Love (Vietnam YT) ep 1 - A new VBL that is actually quite fluffy and charming. It is extremely lightweight but I’m enjoying that aspect. I like Vietnamese comedy more than Thai, I think.

Checkered Shirt (Korea YT) ep 1 of 8 - From the same people sho did Seoul Blues. I like it but this studio isn't vested in HEA so I'm wary.

FC Soldout (Korea Thurs iQIYI) eps 1-4 of 8 - Huh. Interesting. The premise is kinda fun, even if (you know me) I never like obsessed fans. Creeps me out. That said, everyone is surprisingly gay for a KBL - like gay GAY. I know that’s a weird thing for me to say in a BL, but Korea is usually awfully het about their BL.

Anygay, of course I already like the side couple best. The gruff team captain and the pretty idol with a sad past win. WIN WIN. Give me an entire show about them please.

Teenager Judge (Vietnam Sat YT) ep 18 of 20 - (the end is in sight, but sheesh!) it was OK because mostly it was all the friends over at the house and doing stuff together. But still not a lot is happening.

It's airing but......

I Will Turn Back Time (China Gaga) 6 eps - It’s Chinese, no idea if it will end well or not. But it’s the stepbrothers trope. Still, I’m not gonna watch it until it’s done.

In Case You Missed it

End of year wraps are here!

2024 Trend Report

MY BEST & WORST BLs of 2024

Best Kisses (and sex scenes) of 2024

BL's 2024 Quirky Awards

2024 Awards - Quick Picks

Next Week Looks Like This:

Like last week we already in the middle, I promise I should be back on schedule soon. You'll get you calander image then.

2/14 Exclusive Love (Taiwan Gaga) trailer - Shy aspiring singer inherits funeral business.

2/14 The Last Time (Thailand WeTV) trailer - from 2024, not sure about this one, looks dark.

2/21 Bali Hai (Thailand ????) no MDL listing, only rumors, unsure on deets.

2/27 Secret Relationships (Korea iQIYI) - Stars Wei's Kim Jun Seo. Adapted by Cradle Studio (Kakao). About clever and resourceful Daon who has worked hard to overcome being poor. His cheap ways annoy his coworker, Sunghyeon but after “an incident” with his parents, Daon grows closer to him. But Daon also has feelings for his former tutor. This has the signs of a classic Kdrama all over it: Office setting, love triangle, lead suffering for his self-actualization. I’m optimistic about a longer treatment.

2025 Line Up

BL Announced for 2025 - PART 1

BL Announced for 2025 - PART 2

20 BLs Announced for 2025 That I'm Really Excited About

GMMTV 2025 Line Up - My Totally Biased and Wildly Flawed Feels

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENT

Such beautiful surrender (Your Sky).

Yeah all the build up for some great payout, thanks ThamePo.

(last week)

The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @sunflower-positiiivity @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire @mestizashinrin @bl-bam-beyond @small-dark-and-delicious @saezurumurmurs

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lanadoesextrawriting · 2 days ago

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ENEMIES TO LOVERS HCS

oh, i love it and i hate it at the same time

pairings: bucky barnes x avengers!reader

tw: swearing, idk tension or whatever

a/n: its been a while.... so um yeah! had a great time writing this, enemies to lovers is always fun as much as it is inaccurate in real life lol. might make a part 2 about the lovers part of enemies to lovers, since this is mostly banter and enemies being enemies but wtv. enjoy, my loves! <3

he takes on a quieter but still annoying and irritating death-stare-you-cant-fucking-stand form of an enemy towards you. and he just sees you as a pain in the ass that talks too much.

you guys cant be put in the same room together, cliche but there literally needs to be side notes in like seating plans that SPECIFICALLY state to keep each other far far away.

if there ever is a situation where you two have to go on missions together, no one else tries to join in unless being forced to.

cause you never stop arguing and giving the most horrifically murderous glares at each other.

see following dialogue for reference:

"you are so-"

"perhaps you should shut the fuck up before i have to spend the night in jail."

"how cute. although i doubt that anyone would want to have you in their place of work all day, much less keep you there."

"fuck off."

sam sees it as, and i quote, "an old couple fighting as their love language." which got a horrendous death glare from bucky.

sam only refuses to go on missions with you two because he wants to let you guys have "alone time" and when he does, hes like the child of divorce thats trying to bring the parents together (in a parent trap style, of course).

whenever you two are at one of tony's parties (or anyone's idk) hes just watching from a distance, you take it as a death stare but hes actually just watching to make sure your not doing anything stupid.

and he thinks it a death stare himself, well hes trying to convince himself it is.

somehow, he catches himself forced to take you back to your room after you get hammered.

hes just rolling his eyes and telling you how stupid you are while you're just hanging on for dear life.

you probably wont remember it in the morning, but he will. he always will.

he finds himself doing things to help you, but not noticing. if he notices that you have headaches or something occurs often to you that bothers you, hes gonna try and help but in his own way.

like if you get migraines, he brings meds for you and leaves them in the compartments of your seat in the quinjet or smth.

but he tries to play it off to the best of his abilities, duh.

"oh, did you get this for me? that is... nice, i suppose."

"only so you would stop bothering me."

"and there he is."

if theres someone else you are seeing, or someone that flirted with you, hes gonna find a way to make a comment about it that incorporates you.

like an attempt to conceal his unknown feelings of you seeing someone else with an annoying insult directed at you.

if he sees a part of you that isn't something he normally sees like if your hair is naturally curly, you wear glasses sometimes, etc etc. hes not gonna make a rude comment, just (not so) subtly glance at you because of it.

he might even like it because hes seeing more of you instead of the one he bickers with everyday, even if he still is going to go back to bickering the very next.

#bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #james barnes #bucky barnes fic #the winter soldier #bucky barnes x reader #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers #<3

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hedwig221b · 3 days ago

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Omg ok I was having more thoughts about those baby trapping asks from before. Please excuse the unhingedness that is about to follow, and I guess TW for birth control tampering:

I think we're all in agreement that Derek being obsessed with breeding Stiles is hot as hell. And yes maybe Stiles is very much into it in the moment, but isn't actually ready for the kiddo yet (I'm thinking he's like a freshman in college, so he wants to wait a but before fully settling down to start a family). And now normally Derek loves Stiles being so independent, but about this? Yeah no Derek just wants a baby with his mate asap because he's so possessive and jealous of others flirting with Stiles all the time (like in your fic Untouchable!).

If this is a/b/o, omega!Stiles is def on some type of birth control. But maybe Derek, in a moment of pure want and possessiveness after some other alpha flirts with Stiles for the millionth time, switches out Stiles' birth control for something else. And then later that night he breeds Stiles like the world is ending the next day lmao.

In my head Stiles totally knows what Derek is doing, and while he should be angry, all he feels is horny lol. So he lets Derek continue to change out his birth control until he starts to throw up in the morning.

I'm actually like so obsessed with this whole idea of horny Derek going dark mode 😳 like, he's in a rut, and he has completely lost his mind, and he would do anything to have a baby with Stiles, and he goes completely off the rails, and and and-

Listen LISTEN IMAGINE alpha Derek becomes the new leader of the pack since Talia stepped down, and he's older (😳🤭) and Stiles is a young omega barely into uni. And they just click and they are obsessed with one another, but the Hales think Stiles is only after Derek's money. And then Derek goes dark mode and gets Stiles pregnant, and Stiles freaks out bc now Derek is gonna think he's a gold digger as well and wants to baby trap him. He doesn't know what to do, and as time goes by Derek gets more and more obsessed and wolfish (cause he knows he got his mate pregnant so his instincts go nuts). When they're having sex Derek keeps saying this freaky kinky stuff about breeding and how good Stiles would look pregnant, and Stiles starts to think that maybe... maybe Derek really wouldn't mind... But then Talia confronts him first about his true intentions, and Stiles is a mess, and he runs away (bc I love when Stiles runs away...) Derek finds him and Stiles finally confesses and they have sex and everything is beautiful and nothing hurts

@salty-fryingpan Salty.... Salty, come here, you have to see this...

#anon I love u #im going feral #sterek #mpreg #you think im not gonna write it bc im gonna... im gonna do it...#im gonna make stiles so beautiful when he cries #and... untouchable... my beloved.... oh im hOWLING #anon asks #hedwig221b replies #god i hope this post is coherent lmao bc im sooo deep into this idea rn

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rookamell · 2 days ago

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Would love to hear opinions on this because it's been how many months now and I still can't make sense of that pantry scene with Lucanis. It just doesn't check out in my mind. Because... ok. Yes, he is obviously acting a little bit, he has to be. But it's... so natural at the same time? I don't know how to explain it and I might be wrong but. People say he's acting like he's done it before or at least watched Illario, and I don't think he has. I also don't think his first instinct in a moment like that is to think about Illario and what he would have done because the moment before that ('You deserve better than to deal with my mess' 'you're more than what you're going through) is so soft and intimate and them that I just cannot rationalize that he's completely acting in this moment. Coupled with how he acts toward Neve and the flirty banter with Rook while on the coffee date... I don't know if he's being completely disingenuous here. I think he is flirting authentically, he just gets scared when he realises what he is doing. Personally I think he has a moment of 'i wonder if caterina would approve' and then snaps out of it but that is complete headcanon so I won't harp on it too much. But then I see posts where people say their Rooks were probably freaked out a little because that's not their Lucanis and I always tend to agree because it's so at odds with what we see from him in the act 2 and 3 parts of the romance. It boggles my mind because just when I think I've settled on an explanation I see a post where I'm like 'wait hold on that could be true as well'. I think my favourite explanation so far is from a post I'll like it here if I find it again because I know I have it saved somewhere that says he realises he's making a choice for himself for the first time? On a contract? And that's why he pulls away, not because he isn't being genuine, but maybe that's part of it? Idk I just personally think he's a lot more of a flirty guy than people tend to make him out to be at least... in a certain sense. He says poetic things and reads romance novels and I don't necessarily think the baking lock in is at odds with the pantry scene all that much. Idk. I just have to ramble about it I guess because. I can't fathom. What was going through his mind.

Edit: The post I was talking about is this one by @maythedreadwolftakeyou

#lucanis dellamorte #rookanis #dragon age #datv #dragon age the veilguard #he IS flirty in his own silly way i think #anyway #i'll try and find that post

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bronx-bomber87 · 2 days ago

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Hello my wonderful fandom! :) We've finally reached the ep we've all been waiting for. The gif below is pretty good description of how I felt when I turned Hulu on this morning LOL

OH my word. I knew this episode was going to be good but I had no idea how end to end good it would be. I mean obviously we were all racing toward that hotel scene. But holy hell. The journey to it was just as good tbh. To quote Sandy Cohen "The appetizer is as good as the main course.” That truly was the case here.

I saw 'S' in the rating and knew we were in for some GOODNESS. I wish the gif library would work for the amazing gifs right after an ep. I'm sure tons have been made. But that'll have to wait till my in-depth ones this summer.

Been trying to keep these brief since their first impressions. But I couldn't with this one. They made it impossible lol Also apologies for any errors that may be in this. I wrote this while having a fever and on cold meds lol. Let us get started on this fabulous ep before my head implodes any further.

7x06 The Gala

We start out at Tim's place. Please let us continue to return here. It's such a happy place for me. Also Genny is backkkkkk I'm so excited. We have missed you my friend. I hope you appear again this season. Makes me so sad Tim saying he’s single. He’s never ever said that in a sad tone before Lucy or post anyone else really. Only her. *sad sigh* This ep hurts so good.

Genny has come with a mission in mind though. Only thing is she needs Tim for it. LOL I am glad she didn't imply he needed to start dating as well. She sure as hell knows where his heart lies. Their sibling dynamic never ceases to amuse me. Wanting to use him to get into the Gala haha Shoot your shot Genny. Get it girl.

Tim of course tries to talk her out of it. Clearly he had zero plans to be there. But his sister is changing that for him. Begrudgingly accepting her plus one offer. Citing he wants to bed asleep by 11pm if he does lmao I love this man. If he only knew where his night would end. Definitely wouldn't be that plan...Such a good big bro doing this for her. I need more of them in my life. I really do.

Seth is MIA and I'm pretty ok with it. Need a break from the kid. The day starts out so great. Grey has them running the arrest your ex event. I'm dying. When I saw this I thought phew lord this is gonna be gooooood. I felt it in my bones.

When Lucy says happy to do it…Tim’s face kills me. I’m dying. If only she could see his dismay. I know she could sense it. She isn't jazzed but isn't going to cause a scene in roll call. So she runs with it. Despite Tim's annoyance.

Tim giving her grief the very moment roll call is over. Lucy is ready with her reply. Had that on deck really quickly there Luce lol Almost as if she had it saved on her phone already....#grumpycop says what? LOL Let the flirting goodness begin. Being married af no matter what. I love them so much. *happy sigh*

Oh my goodness I’m cackling right off the bat. Grumpy x Sunshine in all its glory in this first scene. ‘Really can’t think of another reason?' I'm dying. Tim is so very over this and it's just begun for them. This is classic banter vibes for them and I’m here for it. Lucy trying to be the kind empathetic one. Tim having ZERO patience or tolerance for this nonsense. Letting her know right away he's not a killer. Just a cheater....Lucy's face. Classic.

Lucy calling Tim ‘sir’ and then showing him grumpy cop I cannot you guys. This is so good. I'm grinning ear to ear. Even post relationship she has this man wrapped around her finger. He is at her mercy and will do whatever for her. We see him give in. Turn on his best fake smile and dole out some advice. I'm so giddy I could cry.

‘Was that so hard?’ ‘Pure agony.’ Their banter at it's finest. This is primo level stuff. I wanna inject it into my veins so I always feel this giddy. The level of happy I am right now, I can’t even tell you. Hard to put into words honestly.

I’m loving Lucy keeping him in line and smiling while doing so. All she has to do is tap her phone. Could you be more in love with his grumpy ass my friend? She is very much enjoying this. We all know she loves her grumpy old man. I can’t get over Tim just listening cause she asks him to. Only for his girl. He is beyond fed up with this situation. Especially this man with his puke in a jar. LMAO.

Only Lucy Chen could make this man be friendly to this idiot. He then gets some points back and says they’re super cute together. Why yes sir they are. Thank you for noticing. Anyone with eyes can see their chemistry. But props for pointing it out. Then asks if they’re dating? We’re trying get back there my man. Climbing our hardest. Slow and steady wins the race and all that.

Lucy saying they're just 'co-workers'. Mmhmm and John Nolan is my favorite character. This dude has the audacity to ask her out after that. ‘You’re holding a jar of your own vomit. I’ll pass.’ If you aren't laughing at this I can't help you. This is pure comedy gold.

They finally get a real one. Just as they're about to close shop. This woman comes up very ready to take down her boyfriend. Then she hits on a VERY specific note. ‘You don’t put your drama on someone you love.’ Lucy’s face...That definitely struck a chord. Giving her flashbacks to 6x06. Tim too I am sure of it. Their looks say it all if you ask me...

Of course Tim wants to make it a bet. It's part of their love language to do so. I love this episode so much I’m vibrating. Lucy says his guess is boring LOL I mean it is. I love you Timothy but hers about legos is way better. Tim has to give her hard time about that being her final answer.

She ends up agreeing with him that it’s jewelry ha She just had to throw a Lucy like answer in there before she gave into his logic. Agreeing with him but wanting to add some flare before she did so. heh God I love these dorks.

Oh my. Tim asking her if she’s going tonight? I love the look he gives right before he asks. Just keeps taking his shots with her. My man. She got a room for Galentines but Celina has her dude now…..Frees up the room…. ‘So who knows what’s gonna happen?’ I’m percolating with excitement at this point. I didn't even need coffee as I wrote this to wake me up this morning. This was doing the trick just fine.

Lucy is surprised he is going. Then her anxiety asks the question she's scared to know the answer to. Does he have a date? His answer trails off before he can finish. Oh Timothy don’t do that to her. Leave her hanging. I mean he was gonna tell her it was Genny before he was interrupted. It wasn't intentional but ugh nonetheless.

Let’s take a moment to dissect her expression. Look how distressed and crushed she looks. My heart. So in love with this man still. This hurts so good. Before he can address her absolute panic their van pulls up….Oh Lucy. So distracted she doesn’t even hear him mention that.

Instead of jewelry it ends up being a friggin Tiger.... Her excitement is infectious and makes me smile. I would be the same way. I am Lucy she is me. Exotic animal that could rip my face off but I am still jazzed. Wanting to see it. Tim's face after she gets all excited is too funny. You love this goober of a woman don't deny it.

This scene is VERY VERY telling IMO. Also I am hoping a set up for things to come later this season for them. In terms of having THE talk. Tim your therapy hasn’t fully hit yet and it shows in how he reacts to this man's decision. At first he tries to empathize with him. Then turns his cop brain on. Saying he might as well throw her under the bus too. Get off a little easier. Telling him to just do it since she betrayed him anyways. That she's given up on him. No way he could still love her despite the betrayal...Careful Tim your trauma is showing my sweet.

Tim has grown in a lot of ways since 6x06. Truly he has. This is a sticking point he hasn't gotten through his lovely skull yet. That someone can love you despite the ugly stuff. Despite you not being perfect. Love you just the same and be deserving of that love even though you messed up. It's striking a emotional chord with Tim and he doesn't even realize it. Lucy can't stand it and that's why she tells this man not to do it. It's hitting far too close to home for her.

Lucy showing in this moment why we all love her. Why Tim is such a goner for her. That sunshine empathetic human shining through in this scene. Her forgiving spirit showing up in the most beautiful ways. It's the reason Tim fell so damn hard for her in first place. Why he fell in love all over again the second half of s6. The kindness and empathy shown towards him from her. When he thought he had betrayed her so deeply she would've thrown him to wolves.

What he hasn't figured out yet is she would NEVER ever do that. Regardless of the deep hurt, she stood by him when the chips were down. He still is a WIP in terms of that. it shows in his initial reaction to this situation. Lucy instructs this man despite the hurt not to do it. Tim's look reminding me of the one from 5x19 when she pleaded with her eyes to let the father go.

He ends up caving even if he adds some sass in. The way Tim looks at Lucy when he says 'Lock me up.' Looking at her smiling face. Oh Tim connect the dots my love please. If not now then in the near future. This scene gave me all the feels. We still have some work to do in terms of their relationship. Tim in particular.

Lucy’s relief at seeing Genny is written all over her face. You can see she is ecstatic she's Tim's 'Date.' Also just happy to see her in general. I have no doubt they hung out when they dated. Ganged up on Tim from time to time as well.

Genny forcing Tim to engage. Asking doesn't she look amazing? Tim melting like butter. ‘She always does.’ This man gushing about her in front of other people. This is the change I'm talking about right here. Gah I’m vibrating you guys legit vibrating. The sweet stares I'm diabetic at this point. Lucy can't hold his gaze long especially with company around.

Genny tries to lighten the mood with saying she is ready to flirt it up. Asking if Lucy wants to join her? Lucy’s shot about not dating people at work…Tim's cue to go to the bar. lmao I’m dying this is fanfic level goodness here everyone. I’m delirious. Genny's face is everything after he leaves. Even Celina's date realizes it after they depart. Asking something going on between them? Yes sir. it's been brewing all damn day.

Lucy coming to Tim worried about Balian is sweet. But Tim gives it all of two seconds of thought before he's pining after her. I mean look at those heart eyes. That smile. One I'm sure he flashed her anytime they were alone at home. The man is an absolute marshmallow for her. Lucy calls Tim out for his extreme heart eyes and Lucy smile. Holy cow is this real life?

She knows that smile so very well. You can’t look at her like that, Timothy. Especially looking like a damn snack leaning against that bar. It’s not fair. She has every right to tell you to stop devouring her with your eyes babe. There is a little bit of Tim Bradford Bedroom eyes in that stare too. Mercy. I would be a damn puddle if I was her. Why she has to call him out for it. Basically saying he can't stare at her like that anymore.

It's not fair to her heart to look at her like he loves her. *heart clutch* He then turns around and flirts some more with the grumpy cop thing. Making her laugh with him being the biggest goober ever. I love this side she brought to life. Their smiles as Genny approaches make me squee. I'm nuclear with excitement at this point. He really has softened for her it’s unreal. Making her laugh makes my heart so happy. I can't even. Had to pinch myself to make sure it was real.

Poor Genny can’t get a date cause of Tim. Lmfao I mean we can’t be that surprised? Still that’s hilarious and I’m laughing so hard. She just wanted to get a date and they're all too frightened of Tim to do so. He seems pretty proud of that fact. Cocky Tim coming out to play a bit. This ep has everything. The cute shared look afterwards is very cute.

If we didn't know they were apart you'd think they were together. Lucy turning down the invite out after Tim’s little joke. Stating it's because of an early shift. That doesn't seem to stop you later....Not that I'm complaining. Lucy is about to lose out on her room with Celina hitting it off with Scott...But Nolan’s suite becomes available…..I’m fine letting them rise out of the ashes of Balian's fight right now I really am. Sorry Balian shippers. lol

Just when I think this ep couldn't get any better. We get a sexy Tim takedown. *fans self* Not gonna lie I crossed my legs a bit when I saw this go down. *grabs some ice water.* This episode was gonna kill me before we even got. to that hotel room. Ovary explosion x1000. It's hard to keep Feral Caitlin in her cage with scene like this. Hot damn this is attractive. Lucy touching him instantly after he is done. I'm here for it.

Only reason for this gif is what's going on in the background. Look at Lucy jumping into wife mode taking care of Tim immediately. The attentiveness right out the gate has me reeling. Taking his jacket off for him. Checking him out. I’m lightheaded with happiness. I hope you are as well. I was on cloud 9 at this point and we hadn't even gotten to the hotel room yet.

We get to watch Lucy go into worried wifey mode and never leave it. The sweet way she touches his neck. I'm dead. I am posting from he grave. Lucy lets him know he has a cut there. Luckily Tim has a room they can go to.... Thank you Nolan. He tries to handle it himself but she isn't having it. So she comes up with him… I was getting all tingly with anticipation at this point.

Lucy has Tim take his shirt off make sure there’s no more glass or cuts. Mmmm won’t hear me complaining…. Was kinda relived the kit was there waiting for them. No chance for interruption if it wasn't. I honestly thought it would be the thing to stop them.

Mmmm shirtless Tim. Welcome back to my screen. Yum. God he’s gorgeous. Her resolve was crumbling when he had clothes on. Now he has no shirt….. God speed Lucy Chen lol

Heh calling Tim tough guy oh my word. The banter never stops and I don't want it to. The little joke of unfortunately he will live. Followed by his smile *screams into a pillow* I'm in heaven. The flirt train is continuing to barrel through this episode at mach speed.

My god it’s the soft thanks and you’re welcome in tandem. I’m a puddle. Suddenly he is all in her space and her words die out. She tries to replace them with a shaky ' We shouldn't....' The longing looks I cannot. Before it was bedroom eyes at the bar, with some heart eyes mixed in. This time it’s legit all heart eyes with intense longing he’s aiming at her.

He misses her deeply, and it's evident in the sadness that fills his expression when she says they shouldn't. Gah. Take a look at him after he says 'I know.' The depth of longing he conveys through just his eyes is truly unreal. Any resolve she has left looking up at him with those puppy dog eyes crumbles below.

The way he just tosses his shirt and devours her completely has me reeling. Nothing matters more in this moment than her. He gently envelops her in his arms. The soft way he cradles her face in his hands, like she is his greatest treasure. Because she is. The way he chases after her lips. I’m a damn goner. Feel like I'm in a fever dream.

Captures her top lip like he's done so many times before. Giving me 5x12 vibes with this make out. Lucy's hands all over him in the process. Touching her way down his body. Phew lord. Also like to note I think it's very important Lucy be the one to go for it in this scenario. He would’ve stepped back because she said they shouldn’t. Respected her bounds. But she can’t fight it any longer and goes for it.

And holy cow does she ever go for it. The impatient needy noises coming from her I’m dying. The desperations is real. The moment her lips meet his and her fingers graze his skin, she’s completely defeated in her struggle to resist him. Resist this pull of their's. Wastes no damn time undoing his belt buckle sweet lord. You can hear it. She is ready to go. As is Tim. She has lit a flame and he isn’t wasting a second of it. The needy desperation has me fanning myself.

I love the way he spins her around, savoring her with tender affection. All the while he relieves Lucy of the tie on her dress.*fans self* He is just burying himself in his hair and neck. Losing himself completely in her. I might implode with how tender and sexy this is. The music is on point as always. Tim is chasing after her when she turns around and brings him back to the bed. His desperation coming through ten fold.

Doesn't waste a millisecond before he's diving back in for more when she turns around. Lucy’s face. Holy hell. You can see how much she missed this. Missed him. They’re in it now and she can’t stop herself. There’s still some conflict playing across her features. Knowing they shouldn’t and yet she can’t stop herself from wanting this man. She is conflicted then his lips rejoin her neck and she melts into him. All logic flies out the window after that.

There is a song from one of my fav bands Digital Daggers. From their song ‘In flames.' This moment reflects it IMO.

'Keep your confessions 'Cause babe I'm no saint , We're playing with fire But I like this game And I know your devils I know them by name When you look my way Oh, I'm not afraid With your kiss on my skin And this mess that we're in

In flames (we're going down, we're going down, we're going down) '

Definitely playing with fire in this moment and we're here for it.

We get the morning after. I was not expecting this in the least. But this episode continues to surprise me in the best way. Also hello chest hair on Tim. They need to leave that for future reference. I’m very much for it. Holy cow everything about him just makes me so damn feral it's insane. He is sex on two legs walking. Man he looks good.

The awkward looks upon waking up have me cackling. Tim's face when she starts to get up LMAO. Eric the king of expressions came to play. Tim breaking the awkward tension by saying he's awake. Lucy replying 'Right. Of course he is. He's like a rooster she remembers.... 'Ugh my heart.

I love Tim being the one to wanna talk this out. Again. He's gotta be the one to bridge the gap. Especially this go around. Not wanting this moment to pass by without suggesting it. Lucy of course even with her lapse in resolve isn’t sure why they would. She is still hurting and with good reason. Tim you gotta make this right babe. Oh my lord.

We see Lucy retreat at this offer of a talk. Passing it off as 'Classic case of ex sex on Valentines.' Oh it’s so much more than that my girl. I'm getting 5x01 flashbacks of ‘It's basic biology right?’ Lucy trying to have Tim give her the out of talking about this just like she did then. Pass it off as something that isn't a big deal when it is.

Tim shies away due to this. Agreeing with her ex sex theory although his body language does not in the least. Hoping he can at least hide his disappointment if he turns around. Feeding her a line about it being a singular moment in time. Mmhmm...Sure. Lucy agreeing with his BS line.

That fear running through her and needing a way out to avoid this conversation. So she runs with it. Trying to talk herself out of it more by saying it needs to be in their rear view. Never to be talked about again. Tim's defeated and slightly hurt 'Great...' Lucy can sense it. You two are idiots but I love you.

Gah, you can watch the internal battle on Tim's face. Reminds me of 5x01 once again and him psyching himself up to talk. We get our first ‘Lucy.’ of the season. Definitely was not where I expected it to be. Sadly after he builds up the courage he just says 'See you at the station'…*forehead smack* Oh you two. Killing me softly. She wanted him to go for it and he didn’t. Disappointment just littered all over her body language when he doesn't.

Lucy looking like she wants to go back in but the door closes. UGHHHH. Effectively making the decision for her. It is a good she wanted to go back but this is Tim's fight ya'll. And he knows it. He's so frustrated with himself for not fighting more for her in this moment. Lord this is good but killing me. Hurts so good never felt more prevalent than it does in this scene.

Tim ever the gentlemen having her enter first. His chivalry never ceases to make me happy. The energy in that elevator is charged to say the least. So Lucy straight up says she didn’t regret their night together. I love this. Letting him know she has zero regrets about jumping him last night. Heh Tim replying right back saying him either. These two idiots in love. What am I going to do with you?

Lucy adding in it it can’t happen again. Ok sure…..you both messy. And I’m not mad about it. Tim's sad 'I know.' Not agreeing it can't ever happen again. Just he knows it shouldn't...Lucy following that up with it can't for a million reasons. I mean they haven’t had THE talk yet so I get it. I truly do.

That's definitely one of the reasons for me. As fun as that lapse in judgement was, it still needs to be followed up with a real convo. Tim coming up with his own reason of the Chain of Command issue. *Grumble* he is back in her chain of command again even with being her being a T.O. Le sigh. Even though their tones suggest they could give a single fuck that he is this time around lol That definitely wouldn't keep them for repeating the night before is my guess.

The flirting my god though. Tim using grumpy cop again to make her smile and laugh. We all know she loves his grumpy ass. It's one of the things she truly loves about him. That smile after he says that tells me everything. That most definitely is on the list of BS reasons for why they shouldn't. Tim keeping the flirt train going by saying he wasn’t grumpy last night though. Heh no you were not.

Her face my god you two. ‘No, you definitely were not.’ No transparency at all saying how happy he was last night with her. She doesn’t stop him either knowing she wasn’t 'grumpy' either. They're not even trying at this point. Basically saying they had a great night in bed together. No regrets. One of their many things they're so good at hehe. Imma need a fic of that night LOL The flirty smiles and stares. Tim almost reels her back in with it. The ding of the elevator breaking them out of their UST filled revere.

Lucy trying to keep it together as she exits. Tim hot on her heels. Ooooh lord I’m excited to see where this goes. Tim you still have some work to do. That much is clear. I'm glad them hooking up didn't serve as a fix all. Because this SL deserves more than that. They deserves more than that. The promo for 7x07 ‘Don’t make the same mistake I made with Lucy. Fight for her.’ Um sir you need to fight for Lucy right now. She is waiting on you for it.

I hope this Balian crisis puts that into focus for Tim. Because if this ep proved anything it's that. He needs to fight for her more and prove to her why she should give them a second chance. The feelings are clearly still there. So much so she relapsed into her resistance to keep him at bay. Hot damn this was a good episode I am buzzing. I cannot wait to see what the rest of this season holds for them. Gimme Gimme.

Thank you thank you to anyone and everyone who loves, comments (love me some comments) and reblogs these. They are a true joy for me to make. So I am grateful for any and all engagement with them. I shall see you all in 7x07 :)

Side notes-Non Chenford

#grumpycop. Only cause it’s Vday and he has no Lucy. Also anniversary of the necklace…amazing though. Fantastic cold open.

Wes is too excited for that he’s tipping his hand. Glad Angela figured it out without Wes compromising his lawyer oath. Using that dude to get her stuff done LMAO.

Look at Celina just taking charge cause Nolan is distracted af at a scene. Proud of her. Scott dude seems tad needy don't love that.

Sad about Texas and his girl but realistic af. Appreciated that.

Bailey being pissed about the judgement. Can't say I blame her. I mean instead of understanding John jumped right to judgement but he is also right in being upset she didnt' share that with him. Shall see where that goes.

#Caitlin's First Impressions #chenford #7x06 The Gala #the rookie 7x06 #tim x lucy #lucy x tim #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #s7

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Hi so I'm obsessed with this idea

Here's what my brain did with it :)

"I don't know how much longer I can do this," Sirius groans, dropping his head into his hands. He doesn't miss James covering his chuckle with a cough but, in all honesty, he's more than a little distracted right now. "I mean, I'm practically throwing myself at him!"

"Yeah, you really are."

"Everyone can tell, right?"

"...no?"

Sirius pulls his head out of his hands and shoots James a glare. Lying isn't helping him figure out what the fuck he can do about everything.

It's been two months since Sirius had decided to start being brazen with Remus. He had been dropping the odd subtle sign for a while before; reading Remus' favourite books to watch the smile on his face, bringing back chocolate from Hogsmeade when the full moon is creeping closer, even asking him to explain DADA topics in spite of the fact that he's top of the class, just to see the way his eyes light up when he's teaching.

Suffice to say, those got him absolutely nowhere.

His solution? Up his game.

For the past two months, he's done nothing but flirt with Remus. He has brushed Remus' curls from his face more times than he can count, revelling in the way Remus' entire face seems to uncontrollably turn bright red. The two of them have sat together on the astronomy tower for hours on end to talk, and Sirius can't even remember half of the flirty remarks he's made in that time. Once he placed his hand on the small of Remus' back and heard the yelp he tried to muffle, watched him become a stammering mess in a matter of seconds. He called him hot in the middle of the Great Hall, before promptly brushing his thumb over Remus' lower lip to 'get rid of the jam.' What did he get from that? Remus mumbled something unintelligible about jam, and Sirius still didn't get anywhere.

He's not sure he can take any more of this. Everybody knows what he's trying to do. Professor McGonnagal doesn't even tell him off during class when he spends all of his time talking to Remus, doodling across Remus' arm, or even when he started tracing his fingers across the palm of Remus' hand!

Somehow, in spite of the fact that they're the talk of the school, Remus has no bloody clue. He'd thought that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't have to spell it all out for Remus. That several dates would give Remus some kind of revelation. For some reason, every time Sirius sincerely calls their Hogsmeade outings a date, Remus just laughs it off. Every single quip Sirius has made has been considered a strangely timed joke, even though he turns bright red and forgets how to pull a sentence together every time. Honestly, Sirius wants to shake him, to tell him that no, it's not a joke. He needs Remus to know that he's head over heels for him. He's actually a little convinced that he'll spontaneously combust if Remus doesn't figure out that every single thing he does makes Sirius' heart melt.

"Sirius, you need to kick it up a notch!" James says.

Sirius chuckles before he can stop himself, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"I don't think there's another notch, Prongs!"

"There definitely is." Sirius arches an eyebrow, and James leans a little closer. "Snog him senseless."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't know how many more dates you can go on without kissing him, Padfoot."

"Knowing my luck, he'll think I'm just being... a really intense friend."

"If he does," James starts, leaning back with a shrug, "then you can be really intense friends. You can shag in a friendly way, have a beautiful friend ceremony, and co-parent your children as best friends forever!" Sirius shoves James' arm, and James raises his arms in surrender. "I'm just saying you need to spell it out for him! I think you're overestimating his sense of self worth."

"...sorry?"

James looks at him like he's just started speaking another language.

"Sirius, come on." At Sirius' confusion, he starts considering his words very carefully. "You're Sirius Black! Quidditch team, most eligible bachelor, half the school loves you, half the school wants to be you?"

"Right...?"

"Merlin's sake, you're idiots. Both of you. Just snog him? Please? You'll be doing all of us a bloody favour." James groans, looking a little like he wants to lock Sirius in a room with Remus until it's all sorted.

"Fine."

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah," Sirius says with a shrug. "I'm clearly not getting anywhere right now, am I? What have I got to lose?"

"Thank fuck," James exhales, letting out a relieved laugh.

Thankfully, it's much easier to find the opportunity than he thought. He's spent an embarrassing amount of time doting on him recently, so he just looks for a time where he would usually find some pet name to call him and watch him blush.

James has promised to steer clear of the dorm, dragging Peter with him and letting Sirius capitalise on the chance to be around Remus without every other student in the school watching them. The moment they're alone, Sirius hazards a glance at him. He's wrapped up in his book, curled up on his bed and looking so invested in it that Sirius almost feels like it's a crime to disturb him.

Still, he has a feeling that this'll be a welcome interruption.

"Moons?" Remus glances up. "What're you reading?"

"Oh, er..." He smiles a little sheepishly. "I'm trying to get through all of Austen's books." He holds up the cover. Emma.

"What's it about?" Sirius asks, taking a chance at moving over and settling opposite Remus on his bed.

"It's my favourite so far. It's about a girl who decides that she's meant to be a matchmaker." As Remus starts to speak, Sirius watches his eyes light up, an affectionate smile creeping further onto his face by the second as Remus goes into great detail about this book. It's Remus at his happiest, and Sirius would do anything to see him like this all the time.

He had every intention of kissing him halfway through the explanation, just to see if Remus liked him enough that he wouldn't care. Instead, he lets Remus finish explaining, caught up in the joy in his eyes. In fact, he forgets to speak at all when Remus is done, earning him a confused look.

"Sirius?" Remus waves a hand in front of his face. "Padfoot, are you-"

Fuck it.

He leans in and connects their lips before he has a chance to reconsider.

He practically hears Remus' brain short circuit. When Sirius pulls away, wanting to give Remus' brain a chance to play catch up, he watches the shock flit across his face, quickly joined by confusion as his face starts to flush.

What a magnificent fucking sight.

"What was...?" Remus trails off. Sirius has seen him forget how to speak before, but never has he managed to leave Remus at a loss for words entirely.

"Er... it was a kiss?" Sirius answers lightly.

"No, I-" Remus blinks harshly, regaining some semblance of control over his voice. "Why did... why?"

"Because I wanted to kiss you," Sirius says gently. "I've wanted to kiss you for a long time."

"Me?"

"I really like you, Rem."

"Oh. Oh, my..." His eyes scan across Sirius' face, like he's waiting for Sirius to turn around and say that he's kidding. He seems to find the sincerity he was looking for, as he blurts out, "thank you."

Thank you?

Sirius would laugh if it weren't the most genuinely dumbfounded response he could have been given. Remus' eyes immediately widen as he realises what he's said, a frustrated groan escaping him as he draws his knees to his chest and drops his head onto them.

"Sorry, that's- that's not- well, it is, but I didn't... shit." He looks as though he wants to turn into a hermit crab and hide from Sirius.

"You're welcome...?" Sirius tries softly. "Remus? Remus, you can look at me." He watches Remus shake his head. Okay, he's going to need to work for this. "Rem, there's literally nothing you could do that would change how I feel. It's been a hell of a long time now, my feelings aren't going anywhere. You're absolutely bloody brilliant." Remus lifts his head to shoot Sirius a disbelieving look. He can't quite disguise the hope in his eyes, though, and his face is a perfect shade of red now. Sirius just meets his eye, daring him to disagree. "You might not be able to see what I see, what James and Pete see, but you are. You're kind, you're clever, you're beautiful-"

Remus interjects with a laugh.

"Hey, you've never actually seen your own face, have you?"

"I have-"

"You can't actually look at yourself, though. It's not possible. You're just going to have to take my word for it. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous."

"Aren't you biased, though?"

"Why, because I fancy you?" Remus nods, words leaving him again. "I don't think so. Why should it matter, though? I really bloody like you, Remus. I've been trying to make you see it for ages."

"...I thought you were joking," Remus supplies. "I don't get you, Sirius."

"I don't get you, but I still like you," Sirius answers with a shrug.

For a second, they just look at each other.

"Do you?" He asks eventually.

"Do I what?"

"D'you like me? I mean, I can take a pretty educated guess, but..." Remus shoves Sirius lightly, losing his fight against the smile creeping onto his face.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?" Remus nods, finally settling a little. "Can I kiss you again?" Remus' eyes widen, and any hope of the blush leaving his face goes. It returns in full force, and he doesn't manage to answer Sirius. His mouth opens and closes, before he opts for nodding once.

Thankfully, he seems a little more prepared this time. When Sirius connects their lips, Remus seems to react on impulse. He kisses Sirius back in earnest, and it's...

Fuck, it's everything Sirius could have imagined and more.

Remus' hand slides into his hair, and Sirius feels like all of his nerve endings are on fire. His lips are soft against Sirius', all safety and warmth and Merlin Sirius could do this forever.

Yeah, it took Remus a while to catch on, but what does it matter?

They got there in the end.

I need more loser remus. I need remus who has no idea how to flirt. who didn't know to react the first time the hottest guy in school kissed him so all he said was thankyou. remus who didn't realize he was dating sirius at first because why on earth would sirius want HIM. I need remus who spends all his time studying and reading. remus whos bad at interacting with literally everyone except the marauders. (who he was very awkward with at first)

i NEED that man pathetic

#i keep having no clue how to finish my oneshots #maybe i'll rewrite the ending we'll see #wolfstar #sirius black #wolfstar oneshot #marauders #remus lupin #remus x sirius #young marauders #moony x padfoot #atyd marauders #marauders oneshot

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thatoneautisticshark · 21 hours ago

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I'M BACK AGAIN

Okay so in response to you saying "Simon thinking he was being sooooooo flirty, but it's shit" it made me think about his flirting in general.

Simon's sense of humor is already something that most people wouldn't get and the rest groan at and try to hide that they find it funny.

I think Simon would 100000000% just SUCK BALLLLLS when it comes to flirting like he's so fucjing bad at it. He either says smth and they think he's being kinda creepy ("You used a different shampoo today, it smells nice") or dropping morbid scary facts (totally not projecting)("the epidermis layer of the skin isn't attached to any blood major blood vessels. If you skin someone alive carefully enough, they'll die of dehydration before they do of blood loss" trying to seem cool and smart) or maybe he says smth more normal but he's got that dead face and those intense eyes that make it look like he's glaring and the monotone voice and people think he's gonna kill them.

But Johnny fuckin MacTavish. That little freak!!!!!! It works. Of course Simon's God awful flirting would work! Johnny's a freak! I like to think he's a lil pyrophiliac or smth sometimes, he's kinky! But also, he just understands what Simon's trying to get across bc he knows Simon better than anyone else! People always say they can never tell what Ghost is thinking but Ghost just has to send one look Soap's way and Soap already knows that Ghost wants a specific brand of tea and a fucking biscuit or smth else ridiculously specific.

And it baffles the rest of 141 the way Soap reads Ghost so easily and how Soap blushes at Ghost's weird ass flirting. Bc what do you mean Soap is getting all hot and bothered over Ghost talking about how long it takes to strange someone to death or smth like that 😭🤣

Ghost doesn't even have to say anything he just walks into a room and Soap already knows. Call Soap the Ghost Whisperer from now on!!! It comes in real handy anytime Ghost goes nonverbal bc he's stressed out the wazoo

This is Ghost lookikg at Soap and Soap knowing that Ghost is craving *insert the most ungodly specific and random thing here* more than oxygen itself.

yes. Yup. Cannon now because I say so. Not quite sure how to make it into a fic,so you get more like little prices of it.

Soap genuinely believed Ghost was mute for the first three weeks, then He randomly spoke, and Soap was like. Okay then.

After mission, Ghost is obviously stressed and not doing well and non of the team knows what to do. Ghost just stares at Soap for five seconds, and Soap grabs his keys. "I'm going to get Simon banana milk brainwaves and KFC Fry's, anyone want anything?" And the team is going... What the fuck?

On their one month anniversary Ghost gifted soap a giant plushie spider that Soap keeps above his bed and it terrifies Gaz.

Ghosts flirting is facts. Like he tells soap about how, female hyenas have a pseudo penis, and it rips during birth. And Soap just goes. Good for them mate.

Ghost is either rambling or mute and soap loves him either way.

His observations of little things is so endearing to Soap. "You washed your hair". "your shoes are polished" "That's a new toothpaste." It also comes in useful when soap is injured because Ghost spots in a millisecond.

Freaky under the cut. Also TW Murder

The first time they fuck is in a storage cupboard on a mission, because Soap seeing Ghost slit a clean line down someone's throat to their dick got him going. (He is fucked up okay)

Soap blows up a base, and ghost is giving him bedroom eyes.

Soap has a much shorter mohawk for a while, because while palying with fire in the bedroom they set it on fire.

On days they are both horny, but Ghost isn't up for touch, Soap has sucked off ghosts gun, with the saftey off.

#cod #cod modern warfare #cod fanfic #simon ghost riley #johnny 'soap' mactavish #ghoap #cod smut #simon riley #cod mw2 #ghost cod

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sarnai4 · 2 days ago

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At the movies

Random thought of the day, go! What if the Greek god family had to go to a movie theater TOGETHER?

Hades - is buying the tickets. Nobody else brought a wallet because there's no way the god of wealth isn't treating. They're beyond the point of pretending to reach for cash or cards. He's beyond the point of expecting that. Hades = ATM

Athena - is desperately hoping that they watch something either intellectually stimulating or disturbingly gory. She's fine with the fact that knowing her family, it's probably going to be the latter. She will put someone in a permanent headlock if they suggest a sequel that's anything more than 2 or 3. She wants cinema. She also does not want loud snacks since those are impractical.

Ares - is voting for any action movie that's playing. Preferably, it's rated R so that it can be more accurate. He also knows that he's going to complain if the gore doesn't match what it does when he's fighting someone because the fight choreographers should "absolutely know what exploding guts look like, Athena." Low-key, he'll accept a rom-com too, but he'll deny it to his dying day and he's immortal so...

Demeter - is hoping for a disaster movie because it's funny when mortals try to show what weather is like. They never seem to get it right. She's getting an extra large order of popcorn because she's sharing it with Persephone. She also probably is getting a dozen more snacks for Persephone so that she feels like she's there too. #momoftheyear

Aphrodite - is trying to persuade everybody into watching the aforementioned rom-com or romantic drama with EXTRA drama. She knows some will be harder to convince than others. If nothing else, she wants to get some chocolates in the shape of hearts and hopefully see previews to some romance flicks.

Hermes - is storing food in his clothes. He has this big trench coat on that is the equivalent of a convenience store. This makes him Hades's favorite nephew/niece because he's saving him money. He wants to see a comedy and will be annoying if they don't see it (so that whole favorite thing is short-lived unlike them).

Dionysus - is trying (and failing) to sneak in booze. It might have worked if he didn't immediately start pouring drinks for everybody before they got their tickets wasn't so obviously intoxicated on the way in. He couldn't care less what they watch, but one of these days, it would be nice if they went to an actual theater vs just watching movies. *sigh*

Zeus - is flirting with the cute employees. No one is comfortable with this. He's voting for the raunchy rom-coms so that he can get ideas. The others are trying to prevent this from happening, but they also know he can just throw a tantrum and give the whole theater a power outage. So, they need to make a good argument for anything else.

Apollo - is hoping for a documentary about some doctor...or a musical...or a documentary about a musician. He can't decide, but he bugs everybody who's eating junk food because it is "sooo" unhealthy and "being immortal doesn't mean [they] shouldn't care about nutrition."

Artemis - is wondering why she has to be there. The outdoors is actually a door away and her family is forcing her to spend time in a dark room. They must hate her. She hates them right now and is grumbling the whole time. If there isn't an arrow in the movie, someone's getting an arrow in the side. She'll pull a name out of a hat and decide who.

Hephaestus - is really hoping it's sci-fi or something else with inventions. If it's about a real-life inventor, that would be cool too. Of course, he's not going to be paying attention anyway. He'll be too busy making the 100th alteration to the theater chairs and screen. He improves those every time he goes. The theater would hire him if he wasn't clearly doing all this for free.

Hestia - is feeling like she should be at the hearth. The theater is freezing. Luckily, Demeter and the war siblings got her extra blankets. She would like to watch a sentimental movie about a family, but the last time that happened, everybody else fell asleep.

Poseidon - is also flirting with all the cute employees. He's actually getting way more numbers than Zeus, which is quickly making things tense because he won't stop bragging. He doesn't care what they watch, but something set on or near the sea would be preferable.

Hera - is hating every second leading up to them getting in the theater room because of Zeus. She is the one who normally decides what the final verdict of the movie is because she's not giving him any more chances to flirt. By that time, no one's going to argue with her because her head is literally hot enough to fry an egg (Hermes did that twice and the results were delicious).

If you made it this far, thanks :D! Any theater headcanons you all have?

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thiccpersonality · 20 hours ago

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The Difficulties of The Working Class (Just Clark Kent): A Beautiful Omega, His Pups and The Fact He Wants Both

Happy Valentine's Day my loves! I know this isn't a post for that Damian story, nor is it the 5+2 that I'm doing, but I did say that I was working on a 5k+ superbat story (that obviously didn't stay 5k+ words). I kept myself up the whole night just to be able to post this on today, though sadly I won't be able to make a double post like how I wanted, but I hope this will suffice?

I really hope everyone is able to find some humor and love within this story? 😂 Enjoy! 💛

Being a reporter can be a pretty rough job...or so Clark assumes. It doesn't make him as physically drained as his very human coworkers, however, the Kryptonian can often feel mentally and emotionally overwhelmed depending on who it is he's talking to and what exactly he's researching.

And maybe it's just his body's way of trying to relate to earthlings?

But, Clark often feels a physical weight on his shoulders or back when a scoop is particularly difficult to look into, or his legs get phantom aches and pains in them when he's been moving too much. All the bodily discomfort he tends to feel is most likely just Clark taking what he's heard the people around him complaining about daily and trying his best to imagine that for himself—again—in anyway to try relating to the humans around him, all to show that he's not too different. Anyway, Clark could go on forever talking about his identity crisis, but that isn't what this is about.

No.

This is something much bigger than any stories he could ever chase down.

'Why', you ask?

That's a very good question. It's because most of Clark's mental, emotional and physical distress comes with one eligible bachelor's children. 'Who?' You ask this time instead. Well, one Bruce Thomas Wayne and his hoard of children...or demons? Clark isn't too sure on what exactly those—creatures are yet.

Figuring out if Bruce Wayne's children are also an alien species like himself, an experiment gone wrong, or demons that crawled their way out of hell, is a mystery that Clark has yet to solve at this moment in time. But all is well—if nothing else—than because everyone's beloved Kryptonian has found himself growing closer to Bruce everytime they do an interview together. It's honestly like a dream come true...ah, having those strikingly blue eyes on you that is, not the hoard of gremlins children that stare into your soul from afar off because they most definitely know that you have a crush on their mother and do their very best to make your life miserable and your job impossible.

Clark can't say that he knows for sure how they feel when seeing someone try to flirt with your mother during business hours, and eye him like he's eye candy. But, he supposes he could understand feeling protective over the only parent/person who–out of their love and kindness–took you into their home and loves you for who you are.

You see.

Not much is known about the Wayne childrens parents. It's something that hardly anyone talks about, and while there have already been released (and confirmed) statements on how all of Bruce's children (except one) is adopted, most people-including Clark himself-wonder if that's all true. I mean, most of Bruce's kids look like they could be his by blood...especially the Wayne brothers, and there's also the possibility that the rest took after their birth fathers more than the billionaire himself.

But in all honesty. That's not a thought Clark tries to dwell on too much...he gets...jealous whenever the thought of Bruce sleeping around with anyone that isn't him pops up in this useless brain of his.

Which Clark truly feels guilty for feeling. Isn't that, what did one of Bruce's kids put it as, red flag behavior right there? I mean, they aren't even together, so why should he be concerning himself about who Mr. Wayne sleeps with? The answer: he doesn't know. Which is making Clark start to feel disheartened at the fact he ends up with more questions than answers, he's a reporter for goodness sakes! That's all he does is find answers to questions left untouched and unsolved. Anyhow, Bruce's kids make his job so much more exhausting than it needs to be (or should be) for him. I mean, when he said he wanted to feel human, he didn't mean for it to be in the form of the world's most menacing kids making him feel like he aged as gracefully as forgotten milk in the fridge.

No matter though.

Because Clark can put all his worries behind himself—please don't ask why again; he'll tell you this time. It's because he gets to interview (again) for the fourth time in the same year and month, his unofficial lover crush/boss, Bruce Wayne.

The man's smile can make Clark feel like he can do anything both in and out of his suit (civilian and superhero). He makes him feel indestructible, as if even Kryptonite wouldn't be able to take him down. Which maybe that's the secret weapon? Clark should give it a try sometime. But, the man and everything he exudes does wonder for Clark's health, especially when those soft, fair skinned cheeks flush a pretty pink whenever Clark looks at him a certain way when interviewing...there's always a pleasant smell that escapes Bruce Wayne's scent patches whenever Clark flusters him, a smell that only the Kryptonian can detect and bask in.

A fact that makes that possessive side of Clark simmer down like a dog finally given a bone after growling and barking for it.

And when looking at Bruce.

What a pretty bone he is. Clark wouldn't mind biting on that one any day.

Ahem! Where were we? Clark is being extremely unprofessional right now...he's about to go interview his crush/boss and he can't be thinking such thoughts while interviewing the other, or else nothing but intense staring and heavy breathing will ensue after simply looking at the man sitting in his seat with that beautiful smile on his face to welcome him.

Which Clark wouldn't mind staring at Bruce all day. But the other might not appreciate it, and might even fire him for looking so creepy.

And if he's fired. There's no more getting to hold in-depth conversations with Bruce and hear that soft as silk voice caress his eardrums like a gentle lover. He won't be able to see the billionaire's carefully sculpted (yet somehow delicate) face flush a soft pink whenever Clark brings up something he actually enjoys.

...

....

Oh, yeah...and there's also the fact that if he's fired, he won't be working anywhere ever again. There's also that.

But today is a day to be free of any burdens built up over the past few months of carefully inspected stories and grueling hours of getting the scoop on people that don't want to talk. Because Clark is now sitting (im)patiently in Bruce Wayne's lobby, waiting to be told by the too stern receptionist (her name is Clara) that he's okay to head on up to the office. Even if it's always the same routine of him being allowed up before the interview actually starts...Clara sure is stubborn about him actually going up when he's allowed (she claims he's too early and should just be on time for once. Rude).

Clark jiggles his leg up and down in an anticipatory manner, sighing softly as he stands up from his seat and heads over to Clara's desk, the woman only giving him a warning glance as he leans onto her desk before continuing to clack away at her keyboard.

"So...Clara-"

The strawberry blonde sighs, pushing her stark white cat eye glasses up her nose when they slip. "Mr. Kent. I swear if you are here to ask me, 'can I go up now?' one more time, I'm going to lollipop your throat with my pen." The receptionist rolls her eyes when hearing the defeated whine escaping the beta's lips, glancing up from her computer to look at the pouting reporter, raising a brow unimpressed at the behavior. "You are a grown man with a job, not a pup, please remain professional. And do you really think Mr. Wayne's children would accept a father who acts just like they do?"

Clara smiles victoriously at catching the taller off guard, basking in the embarrassed sputtering escaping from Clark.

"I-I don't—I'm not-" Clark looks around nervously to make sure no one heard them, narrowing his eyes at the female omega when she speaks up again, her voice amused while the corners of her lips tilt up impishly. "What? The only people around are you and I. Unless you're suddenly afraid of the chairs and walls talking about how embarrassing you are. Do you even realize how pitiful it is to see you trail after Mr. Wayne like a lost dog? And you always come way earlier than you need to and it always ends up the same routine."

Clark's flush deepens at how matter of fact the woman is about this...he's not that easy to read...is he?

"I-It wouldn't be the same if you just let me up early. You know Bru-Mr. Wayne doesn't mind it."

Clara snorts and shakes her head, "Well, I'm not Mr. Wayne, am I? I'm just a humble receptionist trying to do her job without bumbling Metropolitan reporter's disturbing me while receptioning." Clark's brow furrows and he groans while resting his cheek in his hand dejectedly, "Receptioning isn't a word, Clara. Are you sure you can't just-" he cuts himself off when seeing the omega reach for her pen. "You aren't a word, Kent. And I swear if you ask me to send you upstairs." Clark frowns in offense at the woman's implied threat, staring at the hand that squeezes the pen defensively. "First off, that doesn't make any sense. And second, you really meant that? About lollipopping me with a pen?! But...but it's such an expensive looking pen, surely it'd be a waste of money just to harm me?"

Clara twirls the object between her slim fingers, her smile pleased and relaxed. "I could afford it. Now, go sit down." Before Clark can raise another protest, a small child's voice speaks up from behind the man. "Good afternoon, Ms. Clara, is this...intruder disturbing you?"

Both Clara and Clark turn their gazes onto Damian Wayne, the small pup giving the larger male an assessing look before clicking his tongue. "Oh, it's you...again. Why haven't you kicked him out yet?" Clara smiles at the boy and sighs, "I've tried. Your mother just so happens to really like Mr. Kent's interviews...so here he is for yet another one. Are you here for lunch, sir? It seems a bit early to be out of school, doesn't it?" Damian tuts and straightens up his school uniform, lifting his nose high into the air and brushing off imaginary dust. "I got into trouble today. The only reason mother does not know about it is because he was doing something of the utmost importance today-" he side eyes Clark suspiciously and tiptoes up so that he can loudly whisper to Clara-"This Metropolitan invader isn't the...important thing, is he?"

Clara looks Clark up and down, taking in the cheap suit (that's one of the man's better one's) and clunky tie (which aren't bad things, she just likes teasing the man) before chuckling and whispering back. "No, it's definitely not him."

Before the beta can protest, Clara clears her throat, "Alright. Alright. Your mom would be cross with us if he heard us teasing his—friend. How about I send you upstairs to your mom? I'm sure he'd be happy to see you despite getting into trouble. And no matter what he may say, I am proud of you for throwing a nice punch to whoever troubled you."

Damian nods his head and gives a small, but genuine, smile at the receptionist. "Thank you. I'll have to remind mother to give you a raise."

Clark sighs and moves away from the desk, inching closer to his seat before Damian snaps his fingers towards him. "Straggler, you're coming up with me. It's always so pitiful seeing you sit there alone...like a dog left in the rain." When the man refuses to move, Damian looks over his shoulder to raise a brow at the other. "Are you coming or not?" Clark practically vibrates in excitement and speed walks to the open elevator, playfully sticking his tongue out at Clara before the doors close. "U-Uh, thank you so much for allowing me to come up with you! But what's with everyone comparing me to a sad, lost or wet dog?"

Damian just hums noncommittally while loosening the tie around his neck, he hates these things and wishes whoever invented them had a horrible life.

Clark clears his throat at the silence and works on fixing his hair and tie before stepping out of the elevator with the small pup, willingly ignoring the piercing glare sent his way as they both stand outside the omega's office. "Listen up, Kent. I'm going to enter first, because my face is the first one my mother should see, and then after that you can come ruin everything with your sudden appearance, okay?" Clark feels like crying. He doesn't know what he did wrong to get Bruce's kids to be (what is it that Jason says) out of pocket with him, but he just nods slowly and nervously stands as far away from the door as possible so that he's not seen through the glass by the hardworking omega.

Damian narrows his eyes at the taller one last time before opening up the door and smiling brightly at his mother once getting his attention, "Hello mother. How is everything going today?"

Bruce blinks in surprise for a moment before immediately pushing away from his desk and standing up to greet his baby son, "Damian? What are you doing here, baby? Did something happen at school today? Why are you here? Did-" the omega suddenly looks distressed-"did someone get hurt?" Damian hugs onto the omega's legs, rubbing his neck on the soft fabric of the pants so that Bruce smells like pup. "I'm here because I wanted to see you, mommy. I got in trouble at school because someone-as per usual-was being an idiot. Again, I'm here cause I'm in trouble and wanted to see you. And the only person that got hurt was that little idiot at school. But, if someone were to get hurt that we know, I bet it'd be that idiot brother of mine."

Bruce slowly finds himself relaxing as his questions were answered one by one, gently running his hand through his pup's hair while shaking his head fondly.

"I've told you about getting into fights at school if you can help it, baby. But, I'm always happy to see my little boy." Bruce purrs happily and picks Damian up, "Please try not to call your classmates idiots...even if it can seem true sometimes. And don't call your brothers idiots either...though, which one are you talking about hurting himself?" Damian nuzzles into his mom's neck with a small squeak, "I don't know? Maybe the one that would do a flip off of the Empire State Building just to prove he could do it all because he was in the circus. Oh, or the one that would encourage the stupid behavior of the first one. Or, the one who would die because he can't properly care for himself–oh, wait a minute. That's all of them."

Bruce sighs softly and bumps his forehead softly against Damian's, "Don't be that way to them. All of my babies are very smart, and I won't have anyone, even you, saying otherwise."

Damian gets so caught up in snuggling his mother, that he almost forgets about the reporter he (practically) promised to let see Bruce. Key word being: almost, as the sudden flash of a horrid looking patched pattern of the man's sleeve, seen out the corner of his eyes, jump scares the poor boy into looking out of the window and towards Clark Kent, who looks dejectedly into the glass as though he wants to be a part of what's going on.

Ugh! He really is pitiful.

Damian clears his throat and quickly scents Bruce more before speaking up, "Ah...yes. I almost forgot that I wasn't the only one to come up here to visit you-" he directs his snuggle drunk mom's soft gaze to the reporter in the window-"That...reporter you insist be one of the only people to interview you is right outside. It wasn't time for your appointment yet, but I brought him up with me anyway." Because he looks like a kicked dog whenever he sees him, is left unsaid, but he's sure his mom understands. Damian pouts slightly at the way Bruce perks up and looks towards the door, a startled flush tinting the omega's cheeks pink as he automatically makes sure his hair and suit look good for his special guest. "Why didn't you bring him in with you? I look like a horrible person making him wait outside like this."

Damian clings onto the omega tightly, pursing his lips in displeasure while glaring at where the beta stands outside.

"Maybe he should learn how to actually be punctual for once in his life, rather than coming when you aren't yet prepared. And mother could never look terrible-" the pup perks up when complimenting the omega, his squishy cheeks rounding out until his eyes squint as he smiles-"you are the prettiest person ever. I look like you, so I must be pretty too." Bruce chuckles fondly at the compliment and peppers his son's chubby face with kisses, "You and your siblings are such flatterers, you know that? And you-" he boops Damian's button nose softly-"are adorable. You're just my pup, my baby, my little boy whom I love so dearly." Damian shouts in mock protest as he's cuddled close to his mom's chest, accidentally giggling when the older playfully bites the ticklish side of his neck and squirming as the omega keeps it up with a few laughs of his own. "M-Momma—stooop!" Bruce blows a raspberry into the tan skin and inhales the calming scent of his pup, getting one last tickle in before kissing the boy's face.

"Okay, okay. I stopped. Satisfied?"

Damian hides his face in Bruce's neck, raising his shoulders up to his jawline just as a precaution while nodding. "Yes."

Bruce smiles softly and kisses the crown of his pup's head before shaking off his nerves and opening up the door for Clark, looking up at the tall beta fondly when he just stands in place. "I hope I haven't become a stranger to you?" Clark snaps out of his daze when the omega addresses him, blinking away the brain fog and smiling down happily at finally seeing the man of his dreams. "H-Huh?"

Clark scratches the back of his head bashfully when Bruce giggles at him, "What? What did I do? Why are you laughing at me?"

The omega scrunches his nose in an attempt to stop laughing. A thing that usually isn't hard for the billionaire as he controls his facial expressions all the time being Batman, but leave it to Clark to achieve what seems like the impossible. "I-It's not you, per se, not in a bad way. I just think that you're cute-" Bruce smiles kindly and ushers the taller into the room, unaware of the now disgruntled pup in his arms-"You usually are so talkative whenever you come up, but some reason you are being really quiet this time." Clark can feel the air leave his lungs as Bruce flutters his long eyelashes up at him, the look screaming genuine in a way that the omega usually doesn't show in public, as though this is just Bruce himself choosing to do this and not Brucie.

Something about it also is a bit more reserved and shy than usual as he juts out his lower lip into a pout.

"Has my beauty finally stunned you into silence, maybe?"

Clark doesn't know what he looks like right now...but he knows it's probably stupid. His brain feels like it's turned into mush at how...soft and eager the omega looks as he asks the question.

'Everything about you has.'

Is what Clark thinks...or that's what he thought he thought at least. He must have said it out loud as Bruce's pout disappears into a surprised look, as though his mind is processing what was said before he ducks his head shyly.

Yeah, he definitely said something out loud. The look Damian is giving Clark makes the man fear for his life.

"U-Uh...I'm sorry for saying that out loud...ha, ha, ha. I just—you—I never really have gotten to see you interact with your kids much, you know? They usually rush off when I'm around or don't talk. So, it was nice to see you be...uh, a mom just now."

The silence is deafening.

God, why is it so quiet?

Clark blushes something fierce and feels like being launched into a red sun, anything to escape the embarrassment of his big mouth. However, the regret is quickly replaced with one of satisfaction as that pleasing scent from before escapes Bruce's scent patches...and it smells...pleased? Happy? Satisfied?

Clark swallows nervously and stands a little taller, clearing his throat to get Bruce to look back up at him before giving the final tier to his compliment cake. "And I just think that it's a great look on you. I can tell you love your pups dearly, Bruce. And that's admirable." He holds his breath. Gosh, he hopes that didn't sound demeaning or anything? That's definitely not the route Clark was trying to go, but what if that's how he made it sound? He just...just thinks being a mom fits Bruce, especially witnessing that affection in person. It's almost unreal how gorgeous the man acts when he's...acting like a mother.

Oh, gosh.

Does that sound horrible?

Clark slowly spirals internally the longer Bruce just stares at him. Is this some weird fetish thing he has? He's not just thinking this way because he's objectifying being an omega or a mother?

Because if so. Someone should just shoot him with Kryptonite for being like a lot of these alphas in the world.

But, by only nothing short of a miracle, Bruce finally reacts with the deepest blush he's pulled from the omega yet. That hidden scent that only Clark can smell drifting the hidden alpha's way, causing his pupil's to dilate at the happy and (admittedly) alluring smell coming from the shorter. It should be impossible to smell this good, shouldn't it? Clark fists his suit pants at the overwhelming scents coming from the omega, detecting a smell that is more similar to–no? No way.

Clark inhales deeply (without being noticed) and closes his eyes for just a second to focus on that one particular smell, stiffening up when realizing the omega is releasing a scent of gratification.

And he wouldn't call it a sexual one exactly.

Even though there is a hint of that sort of pleasure in the scent as well.

No.

Right now. Right now Bruce seems to be releasing a scent similar to the one's omegas release when they find a desirable mate.

Clark's eyes bug open. Internally screaming, gagging, throwing up (all in good ways. I promise) at how his simple words have caused Bruce to react in such a way.

The reporter has to fight his inner alpha so hard right now. It's jumping the gun and practically demanding he make Bruce his right now so that the omega's family can finally become his own and they can get an early start of making pups of their own. But, he has to remind that eager part of him that Bruce's kids seem to not even like him...and that is one of the most important steps is to at least have them be comfortable enough around him before doing anything with or to the omega.

Bruce's soft voice finally speaks up, cutting through some of Clark's troublesome thoughts. "I...u-um..."

Clark feels like howling with his inner alpha at the sight of the shorter hiding his still red face in Damian's fluffy hair. "Thank you...t-that is always such a-a compliment to me. It reassures me that I'm doing something right with these pups of mine." Bruce looks up at the alpha before glancing away timidly and turning his gaze back up to the taller man once more, the way his cheeks push up and round out all to similar to Damian's face when he smiles big, the sight enough to have Clark wanting to bow and thank the omega for gracing him with such a sight. "Especially coming from you, Clark. I...admire you a lot, so thank you for the compliment-" he hesitates for a moment before pushing onwards-"and I'm sure that whatever omega gets to be yours someday will be so lucky."

It takes everything inside of Bruce to say that last part. A slightly bitter feeling in his mouth as the weight of what he just said settles on his tongue.

Before Clark can respond to the comment, a puppy's call bursts the two adults bubbles, both men looking down at Damian who's face is now lifted from the omega's neck. The boy huffs and squeaks in irritation while fisting his mom's suit jacket in his small hands and tugging desperately, "He's not cute!" Bruce and Clark are both taken aback by the random outburst, the omega rubbing Damian's back comfortingly as he thinks about what he did wrong.

A subtle hand movement from the corner of his eyes gets Bruce's attention, the man looking up at Clark and furrowing his brows curiously as the man mouths something to him.

The omega squints at the taller man's lips in concentration before the realization hits him.

That's right. He called Clark cute earlier.

Bruce tries to hold back his amused chuckle and bounces the pup slightly to get his attention, "Ah...is this because I said Clark is cute?" Damian's brows furrow more and he lets out a small growl, looking betrayed as his mother responds by giggling at him. Bruce coos at the hurt look he receives from the boy and clears his throat, "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to laugh. But adorable and cute are two different things, right? I think adorable is much more endearing than cute is."

Damian perks up at that and smiles innocently, "So that means he's actually ugly?"

Bruce shakes his head and looks at Clark apologetically, "That's not what that means. I just think that out of the both of you..." he trails off to build anticipation, smirking slightly at the insistent tugs to hurry up from his pup. Surprising the boy by suddenly attacking his neck again. "That you are my baby-" a ticklish nibble to the soft skin-"my pup-" a gentle brush of his nose to the neck glands-"my everything in life and more!" Bruce ends with a loud, over exaggerated eating noise to the neck as he digs into that weak spot, chuckling himself at the squirming pup's loud belly laughs as he tries to escape the omega's attack. "And therefore, that means that out of the two of you, your cuteness will always triumph his." Damian squeals (though he would insist otherwise) at Bruce getting one last nibble in before releasing him, causing the boy to slump against his chest again, his small hands releasing the collar of his mother's suit to now wrap around his tie absentmindedly. "Okay-" he purses his lips and fiddles with the tie-"I'll stake my claim on both titles until I'm pretty like you."

Bruce's face hurts from all the smiling he's doing right now, but he hums in satisfaction at how his pup is learning to be content with being a child more and more everyday. Placing a gentle kiss to the pup's forehead before refocusing on Clark.

"I'm sorry for taking so long to start our interview. I'm pretty sure we should have started already?"

Bruce smiles apologetically before heading towards his desk chair, making sure Damian is situated just fine in his lap before gesturing for the beta to take his seat. "Don't be a stranger today. We'll do everything as usual, the only difference is that Damian is here for it. Okay?"

The only difference?

Does the omega truly not realize what he's doing to Clark and all of his instincts and desires right now? How can he focus on everything else when all he wants to do is watch Bruce be a mom all day, and he truly means that respectfully. It's probably dangerous how...fulfilled Clark himself feels just from watching the family–heck, even reading about them in the papers is enough to bring out that warm, fluffy feeling of contentment. As though he's watching a family of his own just simply be.

Sigh...

Clark realizes how much he wants to have a family of his own every time he's around the omega.

But what's worse is the constant realization and confirmation that he wants all of those things with Bruce alone. And isn't that taking his wishes too far? All of those little moments with Bruce that seem like flirting are probably just in his head, right? I mean, he definitely is probably a little bit obsessed with the other in some way, probably to the point of imagining the other flirting back, amongst other things as well, cause Clark is positive it's not too normal to envision a whole life with someone you only talk to for work. And he's also positive that you probably shouldn't have dreams where said person you talk to only for work is carrying your pups inside him...and not even in the sexy, you turn me on sense, but quite literally imagining the ways you can love and care for your pregnant mate who works so hard everyday.

And while Clark knows he might be a little obsessed.

He also knows that he's terribly, undeniably, truthfully, a lot-fully in love right now.

Clark's shoulders slump slightly at the thought. He sounds like Clara right now with the made up word...so that must mean he really is in love.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Clark places a careful smile back on his face and takes his usual seat, pulling out everything he'll need to do this interview. "I could never be a stranger to you, and I would never want to be."

Because I hope to be more than that to you someday.

Clark sighs softly at his own thoughts, distracting himself by smiling at Damian instead. "Also, if he would like to, and if it's allowed, I'm sure the Planet would love to hear a few words from Mr. Damian." Bruce's eyes widen slightly in surprise, a doubtful look overtaking his features at the suggestion. "I don't know...I don't really like having the children in the news if I can help it, Mr. Kent-"

Clark interrupts Bruce with a calm smile, taking the omega's breath away as he looks at the other.

"I thought you asked me not to be a stranger with you today? Why are you suddenly calling me Mr. Kent?" Clark messes with his pen and holds eye contact with Bruce, his smile remaining open while his eyes suddenly hold a seriousness within them. "And you don't have to do anything that you're uncomfortable with, Bruce. If you don't want Damian to be in the papers, even if it's just with a quote, then he doesn't need to be. That's your choice ultimately as his guardian to make."

Ah! Why is Clark always so thoughtful?! It makes the omega's heart flutter and his stomach to tingle.

Bruce smiles thankfully at the other man, his posture relaxing at the beta's understanding, looking down when Damian taps on his hand to get his attention. "Do I not get a say in what I want to do?" The boy grumbles and crosses his arms to show how he doesn't agree with what's going on, huffing more when his mom just gives him that same amused smile once more. "I'm sorry. But you don't, not in these cases. You know that I consider it, but the choice is ultimately up to me, especially with those of you who are still underage...and I don't think I could handle seeing the comments people would, could and will make about you guys. And you know that no matter what, the media always finds a way to portray anyone horrible, even children. You all have enough troubles on your own...I'd hate to add onto that by shoving your faces in the news too."

Damian sighs softly and concedes to the rule by snuggling back into the omega's side. "Fine...but people find a way to talk about everyone in our family anyway and they barely know about us. It's not our fault we are iconic and they can't help but to talk about it all the time."

Bruce pats the boy's head for his obedience and laughs at how much Damian is picking up his older siblings ways of speaking.

"Thank you, puppy. And until the day you and all your...iconic-ness can be seen in public, you'll stay right here hidden away with me. Doesn't that sound better?" Bruce tilts his head down and to the side as he asks, humming happily when Damian snuggles more into his body, his small arms tightening around the omega's waist as his answer. "Well, since that's settled, Clark, would you like to begi-" Bruce sighs at the interruption from his desk phone, whispering a quick apology to Clark before picking it up and signing into the receiver. "Clara...what are you doing? You know I'm supposed to be having an interview right now?"

Clark does his best not to look like he's listening in on the conversation. Distracting himself with small doodles of his and Bruce's names put together on the back of his notebook in different fonts.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt the meeting we both know hasn't started yet. But, Mr. Hannington showed up for a meeting, or so he claims, and he isn't leaving no matter how much I insist that he has the dates mixed up. He told me to tell you that it's an emergency, but if you don't feel like coming down, I can just call security on him." Bruce rubs at his temple tiredly and sighs once again, "Why would you call security on him? He's a seventy-five-year-old man with memory problems. Tell him I'll be right on down and that I'm sorry for my misunderstanding, maybe find him something to snack on while I finish things up here, okay."

Clara makes a suspicious sounding noise on the other side of the phone, her computer keys clacking away and her voice lowering as she whispers. "You never know what a seventy-five-year-old man can be capable of, but I'll do what you said right away, Mr. Wayne."

Bruce sighs tiredly at the woman's paranoia (that's rich coming from him) and puts the phone back on its stand, clearing his throat to get the reporters attention, his icy blue eyes apologetic as he stares at the taller man. "I'm so sorry to cut this short when things barely even got started...but there's an older gentleman downstairs who usually comes around unexpectedly, expecting me to have a meeting with him. He's a very sweet old man with no one to keep him company, so I would hate to leave him alone for so long and disappoint him."

Clark is truly and definitely in love.

How can his the omega be this kind to people? This is exactly why Clark is so smitten with Bruce. The man is just so naturally caring and generous to anyone willing to accept his help. The reporter nods his head in understanding and rises out of his seat along with Bruce, "I understand. It's very kind of you to...entertain him like this when you aren't obligated to. I guess I'll see you whenever you schedule another meeting-"

"It doesn't have to be a waste of his time, mother."

Both Clark and Bruce look down at Damian for his interruption, the omega giving his son a pointed look at the suggestion. "We've already talked about this, sweetheart-"

Damian crosses his arms and huffs, "No. You talked about it and I just agreed because I love you."

Bruce raises a brow at the backtalk and puts a hand on his now cocked hip, "Damian Wayne-" at the full name, the pup immediately snuggles up to the man's side and wraps his small arms around the other's legs. "I'm sorry, mama...but, don't you think me being interviewed by someone as trustworthy as Kent could be beneficial to me?" Damian looks up at the omega, determined to get his way, smiling a little in victory at the man's curious look. "Think about it this way, mama-" he presses on when Bruce still doesn't correct him-"I can learn how to act and talk in interviews now, so that way when the time comes for me to say something in the news later, I know how to be professional about any dumb questions the reporters ask me."

Bruce hums thoughtfully, carding his fingers gently through Damian's hair and grumbling internally at how he can never properly stay mad at his kids.

'Well..." The omega glances at Clark considerately. It's true that he trusts the beta with a lot more information and things considered normal for someone who's ultimately his employee to be trusted with or to know, but it's also not his fault that the man has proven himself to be trustworthy and a gentleman to top it all off. But, just because he trusts Clark with himself, does that mean he trusts the man to be alone with his children?

Clark clearing his throat snaps Bruce out of his thoughts, the omega looking up at the now awkward beta as he scratches the back of his neck nervously.

"Um...if you wouldn't feel uncomfortable leaving me with Damian, I wouldn't mind giving him a trial interview. I promise that I won't record or write anything down...i-it can just be a few easy questions for your pup to get a feel of things, you know?" Clark glances down at Damian briefly before looking at Bruce again, licking his lips nervously as he shifts in place slightly. "Plus, I would be lying if I said the thought of getting to talk to one of your kids wouldn't be exciting-" at the omega's unwavering gaze stayed on him, Clark clears his throat awkwardly-"O-Only because I often see your children hanging around the office with you...but every time I come around, they run off or something. It's probably stupid. But, you've been such an amazing person to hang around, so I could only imagine what your kids were like, but I haven't really gotten the chance to speak or have a real interaction with any of them until today."

Clark laughs nervously and shrugs, "I don't know? I guess it was also a bit discouraging to see your pups run away from we whenever I come around. I've always liked children...so, uh...I guess having a whole group of them not feel comfortable around your presence is a bit sad." He paused for a second before panicking and waving his hands around frantically, "Of course I'm not saying that they are obligated to be near me or anything! That is fully up to them if they would want that. I just-I guess I just wanted to get to know them better since I feel I've gotten to know you so well now."

Bruce is silent. Damian is silent (and glaring). And Clark is most definitely quiet now that he's word vomited everything to the omega.

Are they still even talking about the interview? Bruce wonders silently. At this point, it sounds like Clark is someone he's been seeing romantically for awhile now and he is trying to get to know the family after a couple months or a year of dating one another. I mean, Bruce wouldn't mind that option either, but he's in a working environment...so the intense blush from imagining building an imaginary life with your employee is probably some form of inappropriate workplace behavior.

Nevermind the fact that said imagination is almost causing Bruce to just ask Clark to be the father of his children.

Yeah, that's definitely crossing some sort of workplace code of conduct.

Bruce sucks in a deep breath to calm down his racing heart and gently nudges Damian's head, giving the boy a soft and serious look as he gestures towards Clark. "Baby, do you...would you feel comfortable sitting up here with Clark for a bit while I take care of Mr. Hannington?"

Damian can't help the sassy reply as he looks up at his mom, "Do I...do I actually get a say here?"

Bruce playfully slaps the back of his pup's head for the remark, "Of course you do. This is different...like if I were to leave you in the care of a babysitter or something, I want you to truly feel comfortable around them above anything else. Cause it doesn't matter what my personal feelings or opinions are about Clark-"

Damian tugs on the omega's pants, his gaze steady as he stares his mom down. "And what are your feelings on him?"

Oh, wow...

Bruce suddenly feels called out by his own child (even though the boy hasn't said anything worthy of him feeling that way) as the boy looks at him almost analytically, the pink tint coloring his face once more as he does his best to meet the big green eyes of his youngest pup. "Well—" Bruce gives Clark a passing glance, his tone uncharacteristically soft-maybe even shy-as he answers—"I trust him a lot more than even I ever expected to. H-He's a really outstanding reporter...and man from what I've gathered."

Clark swallows down all the saliva that suddenly decided to have a get together in his mouth. How is it possible for his throat to feel too moist yet dry at the same time?

The taller man looks down at Damian and focuses on the serious look the boy wears. Watching closely as the boy's lower lip juts out into a pout as he thinks (like Bruce does), and how his eyebrows scrunch together and wrinkle in the middle because of how hard he's thinking (exactly in the way Bruce's does too). The pup huffs softly before sticking his nose high in the air as though he didn't look troubled before and kindly waves his mom away, "Well...if you trust him, mother, then surely I have a reason to feel comfortable around him as well."

Before Bruce can protest, the pup pushes insistently at the long legs.

"And before you scold me for what I said. I know that it's ultimately up to how I feel...but, I also trust your judgment as my mom. I know you wouldn't leave me with someone you know would hurt me-" the same can't be said about yourself, is left unsaid-"So, I am willing to find out for myself why you feel this way exactly. Now, off with you, mother. Go tell that old goat I said hello." Despite Bruce's complaints at being pushed, he humors the small boy and gives in to the pushes, heading towards the door step by step until he's 'shoved' outside of his own office.

Correcting Damian about referring to his elders as 'old goats' before the pup shuts the door in his face, respectfully, of course.

Clark shivers at the temperature dropping in the room suddenly when the pup turns around, the boy's soft green eyes (when looking at Bruce at least) suddenly turning sharp and cold as he looks the beta up and down. "Take your seat."

What is Clark to do but to listen?

This is a whole new side of Bruce's kids that he has never seen before. Of course, he's seen the kids in passing, usually when they ran away or made his job difficult by pulling little pranks on him, but he truly has never interacted with one of the creatures the children so closely before. He feels like his movements should be slow...and it's sad to say, but at this point he's not sure if the slow movements are for his sake or theirs.

Damian nods approvingly as the older listens to him and takes the same spot he was in earlier, hopping up onto his mom's desk chair and folding his hands as if he's in a serious meeting. "Look, Kent-" the pup sighs tiredly, as though he's been talking to the older man for hours on end already-"I understand that you have this...'infatuation' with my mother, but I'm here to tell you that whatever it is that you are scheming isn't going to work on him or us. You are here to do your job—" he pauses and waves his right hand around, rolling his eyes when the alpha just stares at him stupidly—"Your job, which is what exactly?" Clark blinks in confusion and pushes up his glasses nervously, "Um...being a reporter? More specifically: interviewing the people that I'm told to interview, go to the places I'm sent to go to get information, writing and getting the facts on my stories...to...uh...name a few things."

Damian nods his head, "Very good. And because you are constantly working hard to get such information from people, wouldn't you say that there requires a specific kind of professionalism to be had during work hours?"

Clark isn't sure where this conversation is going...but it sounds like one he doesn't want to have.

"Yes. Of course I remain professional during work hours. I wouldn't be a good journalist if I couldn't remain so."

The boy stares at him silently before humming and knocking thrice on the wooden desk, "Then why exactly have you been flirting during working hours with someone who you are sent to talk to for business? And not only that! But you flirt with someone who is now your boss." Clark flinches at the harsh accusation, looking on curiously as Tim Drake-one of Bruce's many pups-slides out from one of the desk cabinets with a large tablet in his hands. Damian choosing to carry on as if what's happening is completely normal, "My brother here has compiled up all the moments in which you've made those disgusting looking googly eyes at our mother."

Tim nods his head in greeting and draws Clark's attention to the device in his hands, his gaze accusing as he stares at the older man.

"Thank you, Damian. You did a wonderful introduction to this whole problem. Anyways, Mr...Kent, is it?" At Clark's slow nod, the young alpha continues. "That's what I thought. My siblings and I usually wouldn't bother to involve ourselves with our mama's business (that's a lie), but you see, we have been keeping our eyes on you these past few times you've come to interview our mom—" a few taps of the screen suddenly shows an image of Clark and Bruce, the video playing exposé style—"and we haven't appreciated what we've seen from you: 1. You are flirting on the job, 2. You are flirting on the job with someone who is supposed to be your boss now, 3. You are flirting with our mother and 4-"

Clark jumps in his chair as someone drops down dramatically from the ceiling, the tall and bulky alpha snarling meanly at the reporter. "And 4: We don't know what your fucking plans are with our mom, so spit it out or we'll help you spit it out."

Ah...

This one must be Jason. Clark remembers the few (un)lucky reporters who have actually gotten up close and personal with a few of Bruce's kids (jealous) saying that the second eldest boy is nothing like the omega describes him as: cute, innocent, a baby, the most precious being to ever walk the face of the earth, his small little boy; and now that Clark is looking at the alpha, he can see what those reporters meant. This 'baby' is built like a reinforced war shelter or something...but the man can't help but feel like this young alpha looks familiar in some way.

A whine escapes Tim from behind Jason's bulk, the much shorter alpha hitting at his big brother's back with his tablet. "That's no fair, Jay! You got in the way of my presentation! You promised that you'd wait until the end."

The older boy growls at being hit, but it must not be as threatening as he makes it sound as Tim keeps hitting him, even going so far as to start kicking at the older one's leg, in rebuttal to the sound. "I promised that I'd think about it, pipsqueak, and guess what my answer was? A big, fat, loud f-no. I'm getting impatient with this guy's innocent act...especially since he obviously wants something out of our mama."

Okay, okay, okay.

1. Clark knows he should be terrified right now because of how menacing Jason looks.

2. He is terrified...but not necessarily for the reasons they may want him to be.

3. How can he be scared when Jason calls Bruce, "mama", with an adorably scrunched up nose of protection (because that's definitely a nose scrunch of protection...Clark can tell. And is that something they all got from Bruce?)

And 4. Why is this whole experience making him want to father his pups these pups more than he already wanted to?

Clark, at the realization that his nervousness and fear is more so because he wants to impress Bruce's kids, rather than because they actually and genuinely terrify him, causes him to bury his face in his hands with a loud and pitiful cry.

Jason licks his lips in excitement at the reaction, a twisted smile gracing his face as he looks down at the wailing reporter and giving a menacing chuckle. "Yeah, you motherfucker (and I oop-), cry me a river you bastard. I wanna smell the distress coming off of you in waves by the time you leave this place. You think you can just-just enter our mom's life without us knowing about it, huh? You think that you can make heart eyes at him and get away with it, hm? You think that you can just waltz in here and try to take him away from us, is that it?"

What is wrong with Clark?

Why would he want to be a father to what seems like some of the world's most stubborn, paranoid, crazy, out of hand, bloodthirsty children to ever exist?

I mean, some of those descriptions may be a bit true...but, Clark also can hear the adorably sincere, protective, maybe a touch possessive (in the way pups can be over their mother's), dedicated, filial, genuinely loving and caring tone coming from these-these gremlin children.

Clark is just beginning to realize how crazy he either is himself, or, just how selfish he can truly be right now. Cause all he wants to do is to make these pups his own and be strong for them...because the way they seem to be talking right now disturbs his heart and penetrates deep down to his own protective instincts, at what sounds like the fact that none of these kids seem to have had a decent alpha figure in their lives.

I mean, what are they talking about taking there mom away? What do they mean by his 'plans' for their mom? They make him sound like he's here to hurt Bruce and his family rather than love them.

Jason growls low in his throat at the lack of a response from the seated man, the pups scrambling back in surprise when the reporter suddenly shoots up out of his seat and stands over them.

And stand over them he truly does.

They never actually realized how big the other man was until now...is he standing at full height?

Jason feels a pang of regret for talking the way he did. What if he got his younger brothers in trouble because of his big mouth? The young alpha pushes the younger two behind him, growling low in his throat when they try to protest his protection, forcing them to stay behind himself as they don't know what happens after backtalk. It always leads to beatings and bruises...and he doesn't want that to happen to them, not if he can help it.

"Stay the fuck away from us!"

Clark freezes at the deep baritone of the boy's voice. He sounds...angry? That one is for sure, but the Kryptonian can hear beyond the instinctual anger and down deep to the imperceivable–well, imperceivable to anyone without super hearing that is. The older alpha (though they don't know he is one) stands as still as he can be and lets his super senses do the work for him. Frowning at hearing the slight, almost unnoticeable, shakiness of the boy's vocal cords; fear, the boy is feeling fear when talking to him. Clark carefully scents the air and has to hold back his distressed cry at the uneasy, weary smell coming from the young man.

Jason narrows his eyes suspiciously at the taller and how he seems to have listened to the command to not come closer...at least for now he has.

Baby blue eyes look behind the alpha as the office door opens and Richard enters the room with the rest of their siblings. They were on standby as clean up crew just in case things got messy, but now, the older is inching his way on up to be close to Jason when seeing that glassy look trying to take over the younger one's eyes. "Jay, everything is alright, Mr. Clark isn't moving a muscle." The eldest Wayne child suddenly turns a sharp gaze onto said male, looking over his body to make sure that he's remaining in place.

Cass does the same and looks over the older man, relaxing slightly at what she sees and huffing a quiet laugh to herself at how open the other is with his feelings.

The beta pushes past Richard and skips over to her three brothers, giving a big smile to Jason in response to his protective hissing. "Cass! What the hell is wrong with you?! Don't get so close to him!" The younger tilts her head slightly and looks behind herself to get a glimpse of Clark, taking note of the sadness in his eyes before turning back to Jason and making an x with her arms, "I don't sense anything threatening from him. I promise you, Jason. Everyone is okay as far as I can tell...if anything, Mr. Clark is uber easy to read, if a bit confusing? He's thinking too many things at one time for me to pinpoint what's causing his distress."

Jason watches his little sister sign closely, snorting at the last part of her comment. "Yeah...right, distressed. Why in the hell would he be distressed right now? Because he's been called out for his atrocious behavior?"

Richard finds himself relaxing a bit at having Cass's two cents on what's going on, though he still wants Jason to feel comfortable enough himself to release Tim and Damian from his protective grasp...the poor pups look like they're suffocating with the way the taller is pressing them into the wall. "Maybe we can give him a chance to explain himself? Even if he is some big, horrible man at the end of the day...I don't think he would harm us, especially as mom can easily come up and catch him doing it. And he seems a little too fond over B to hurt us outright."

Clark blinks away the wetness in his eyes...he understands what Richard is trying to do, but it still is a pain to hear someone say that their brother thinks that you'd harm them to your face indirectly.

Jason stiffens up as Clark is on the move again, making a confused noise in the back of his throat when the beta hunches in on himself (as though to make himself smaller) and clasps his hands together as though he's begging for forgiveness. "I-I'm sorry if I have ever acted in a way that has caused any one of you to think I meant harm to yourselves or your mother. I doubly apologize at the fact that I don't know what it is that I did to make all of you feel this way, but if you would be willing to tell me so I can fix it..."

Everyone stares at the reporter in varying stages of shock, confusion or guilt, Barbara being the one to break the silence with a long-suffering sigh. "I told you guys that this would be going too far."

Clark glances over to the sheepish looking woman, the ginger waving her hand in a gesture for the man to relax. "I'm sorry about our behavior towards you...we...uh...we got a little to overzealous in our plans to come talk to you in concern of our mother's new interest, and I don't mean that to be offensive. Mom usually only shows this much interest in us...so I guess we got a little jealous over you."

Stephanie nods her head in agreement, though she still looks curious and a bit cautious as to why Clark is so interested in their ma. "Yeah, and I hope you can excuse Jason? He has some...personal issues, like the rest of us do, and he just got a bit startled." Jason tightens his grip on Tim and Damian (that he moved to holding at some point), burying his nose in their hair for comfort (just like Bruce does *sobs*) as he protests. "I didn't get startled! And I wasn't scared-" his baby blue eyes shift over to Clark cautiously as he slowly relocates himself and his baby brothers over to where his siblings are gathered-"I was just making sure that he didn't do anything stupid is all. You can never trust a stranger."

Stephanie deadpans, "But all of us met B and trusted him when he was at his strangest to us."

The slightly younger alpha frowns, "But this is different, Steph. B is-is our mama. He's able to be trusted because he's showed himself to be." The blond sighs softly in response and just tiptoes up to ruffle the younger boy's hair.

This time it's Richard who turns to look regretfully at Clark, "I'm truly sorry about all this. I feel like I should take most of the blame as I'm the eldest sibling...and I know for a fact that I didn't help dissuade the others when they made plans to come interrogate you-" the older whines as he's slapped upside the head by Barbara-"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I left out how I was one of the first to suggest coming here to do this."

Clark looks between the group of pups (because that's what they are, okay?) and finally lets his tears fall, causing the children to look troubles by the intense reaction.

Damian stops trying to wriggle out of Jason's arms at the sight of Clark's tears and sighs empathetically, "I understand how scared you must have felt when I started talking to you. But...just know that while I was trying to intimidate you, this was not the reaction I was expecting–hey!" He shouts in protest as his hair is roughly ruffled by Jason (who has chosen to release Drake...how unfair). "It wasn't you he was intimidated by, it was me, obviously."

Damian frowns deeply at the obvious lie, nipping and biting at the older boy's hand in retaliation, causing a chain reaction as the rest of his siblings join in on the chaos and forget the crying reporter watching them fondly.

It's only when the man releases a deep chuckle that everyone turns to look at Clark confusedly, especially as he keeps on laughing. "I-I'm sorry to disappoint...but I wasn't scared of either of you-" he looks between everyone before shrugging-"Well, maybe just a little boy at first? But, I'm so selfish and greedy; covetous about something that isn't even mine." Everyone is taken aback by the yearning in the deep blue eyes. "I-I accidentally said too much earlier to your mom when he was in the room...I am guessing that Tim and Jason heard me as they were hiding the whole time? But, I just wanted you all to be impressed by me I guess...I just found it discouraging how none of you seemed to feel comfortable around me whenever I came to interview Bruce."

Jason purses his lips and stares Clark down, "And why do you even want us to feel comfortable around you? It's not like we'd be around you twenty-four seven."

Clark nods almost dejectedly, a small sighs escaping him. "I know...I guess it was partly because I ended up coming around a lot, so to see you kids in somewhat of a consistent enough manner really made me hope that I could get to at least speak to one of you. And...um...I said that I was selfish and greedy earlier—" he swallows nervously at the sharp looks he receives for the change in tone—"and I meant that. I suppose you all were somewhat right when saying I had intentions, but I promise you that it's not anything nefarious."

Stephanie hums thoughtfully before waving her hand, "Explain."

Clark nods in thanks at the chance to share his side of things, "It's true that I've been...flirting with your mother-" he ignores whoever murmured about stating the obvious and pushes forward-"and I'm sorry for being unprofessional in my work, but...but your mom–Bruce, he's such a hard worker and a dedicated boss to those working for him, as well as a committed mom to all of you. And I saw that and I-truthfully I fell in love with his everything: his passion to make this city and the world a better place for the struggling, the reddening of his face when I take an interest in something he finds interesting, his care and adoration for children and youths of all ages and backgrounds." He takes in a deep breath and deals the final blow, "But especially I fell in love with the children of Bruce Thomas Wayne: my boss, crush-and honestly-someone who feels like my best friend during these moments of getting to know each other."

Clark doesn't know where the sudden confidence comes from, but he looks each and every single pup in the eyes as he finally finishes. "And when I said I fell in love with his everything, I meant everything. All of you mean so much to me and I haven't even gotten to know you. That's the reason why I was so scared, it's because I wanted you to see me as someone worthy enough to talk to and feel comfortable around, and I'm only sorry for not being able to be that someone for you all."

With that, Clark bows his head and waits for the biting remarks from the Wayne children, only to be surprised at the gentle tugging of his suit sleeve.

Cass smiles kindly at Clark when he looks up at her, the girl's eyes a bit watery from the confession and baffled at the level of sincerity radiating from the man as he confessed. "You...you already sound like more than what any of us deserve. We're sorry for putting so much pressure on you rather than talking it out...most of us aren't good at that-" she gives a playful smile to lighten the mood and continues signing-"or in my case, can't simply do so. But, your honesty is appreciated...if a bit overwhelming because of its level of sincerity. Thank you."

He doesn't know how it's possible, but Clark is falling more for Bruce's kids and how...soft they actually seem to be.

They just need a little love is all.

And maybe a father? (Fingers crossed)

Jason grumbles to himself dejectedly at how wrong his analysis of the man was. Which really is a good thing! He would have freaked out if he found out the other had bad intentions towards his mama, but, he also doesn't know what to do with this new information, because it's nothing like what he expected it to be.

However, in a rare moment of showing respect, Jason turns to look at Richard and nudges the older with his elbow to get his attention and opinion as the head alpha (when Alfred isn't around that is). "What do you think about this? About him?" Richard's eyes crinkle in that familiarly comforting way it does when he's low-key (read: high-key, cause he ain't low-key about nothing) excited about something, the older wrapping a lean, yet strong, arm around Jason's neck and leaning in to nuzzle the boy's cheek. "I...actually feel really good about him, Jay. Don't feel pressured to like him either just because I or anyone else does, okay? You were very brave today too, by the way, thank you for standing up to what you saw as a threat."

Jason would never admit it, but he preens under the praise and returns the muzzle back to his older brother, allowing his tense body to relax into the slimmer build as Richard holds him up. His blue eyes scanning Clark from head to toe, "I...think I trust him too? I'm scared that I do though."

Richard hums in understanding and hugs his baby (because he is a baby) brother close, the two watching as Damian finally gets out of Jason's hold and stands up in front of his siblings with a heavy pout on his face. "T-Traitors! The lot of you! All of you don't love mommy, for you betray him by falling for such acts!" Uh oh...the boy is stressed out right now, he calls Bruce mommy to/when: 1. To soften the omega up when he wants something, 2. When the omega is distracted with something and Damian whines for his attention or 3. When he gets distressed at a situation and wants to snuggle into Bruce.

And with the way he's looking right now, Damian falls into category number three.

Tim softly tries crooning to Damian when seeing the boy get teary eyed at what he perceives as unfair treatment. "Dami-"

"Damian?"

Everyone jumps in surprise at hearing Bruce's voice suddenly, the omega growing defensive at the thought of his pups having been hurt by Clark at the sight of their teary eyes, until he sees that the man himself also has been crying. "Baby, what's wrong?" Bruce purrs to soothe the distressed pup, lifting the boy into his arms and rubbing gentle circles into the small back as he looks between his kids and Clark for an answer. "What is going on right now? When did you kids even get up here?"

At the apologetic looks from his kids-and the very obvious looks Richard is giving Clark-Bruce immediately mourns whatever it is that his kids said or did to the poor beta.

"What exactly have you kids been doing while I was downstairs? And why are you all crying?"

Bruce extends a gentle hand to his kids and allows them to take off the scent patches on his wrists so that he can rub his comforting smell on all of them, his voice a calm rumble as he calms them down. "There you go, it's okay. Now, I want answers as to what is happening. No one is on trouble, understand? I just need to know if anyone was...hurt or anything." The doubt in Bruce's voice immediately causes all of them to speak up at the same time, the omega looking back and forth between his children in confusion as their words jumble together. "I love you, Bruce Thomas Wayne!"

Now that voice, that voice Bruce most definitely heard.

It's loud, booming, deep, gentle yet commanding and so undeniably alpha of Clark Kent.

Which is confusing. Isn't he a beta?

It takes a moment for everyone to get themselves under control, Clark being the first to shake himself out of his own surprise as he boldly takes off his scent patches so that Bruce knows about him. "I-I wasn't expecting for my confession to ever go this way-" he looks at Bruce's kids in amusement-"much less with an audience around. But, I said I love you and everything about you, from the top of your head to the soles of your feet I love you. From your piercing blue eyes and the way you roll them unknowingly whenever someone says it does something stupid—I should know, you've given me them a lot—to your pink lips and the way you pout them in deep concentration whenever you think hard about something."

Bruce is too busy staring in a daze up at the alpha to pay attention to whichever one of his kids cooed about the romance happening and for someone to scoot over so they can get a better view (though it's most likely Richard).

Clark keeps his eyes trained on the shorter man, standing to his full height and slowly stepping forward until he's right in front of the man, his gaze overwhelmingly fond and loving as he looks down at the smaller. "I love the way you gracefully handle the most troublesome situations in your city, yet complain about the small things like a certain vegetable you don't like in your food or how the weather is a touch too cold for your liking—" Bruce frowns at that and unconsciously rolls his eyes. "Those are perfectly reasonable things to fuss about–w-what?"

Clark watches as the omega adjusts Damian so he can hold him with one arm and pat at his face with his free hand, to see if there's anything on his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The alpha smiles and raises a hand slowly until he's cradling the soft face in his wide palm, basking in the heat radiating from the blushing man. "It's because I love you and the way you complain to me-" he whispers it as though it hurts him to realize just how much he can love someone else-"and...and I don't even know if it's possible for me to have you and for me to be yours in return. I—you are so beautiful, Bruce. Inside and out. And to be around you for so long the way I've been privileged to is such an honor, while also slowly driving me mad with thoughts and dreams about a future I don't even know is obtainable for me." Bruce's arms tighten around Damian, soothing the pup as he whines from the confession going on, his voice nothing but a whisper as he nuzzles the hand cradling his cheek. "Then...then why don't you ask me what I think?"

Clark's breath is taken away at how beautiful Bruce is, his eyes searching the omega's face hopefully as he swallows down his nerves and does as requested. "W-What do you think about me, Bruce? What do you think about us being together?"

Bruce exhales shakily at hearing the question even though he asked for it, "I think...I think a lot of things: how crazy you must be to actually enjoy being around me, how correct you are for loving kids-but especially my kids; how I think that y-you'd make a wonderful father to the omega lucky enough to have you as an alpha." Oh...is this a rejection? Clark can feel his shoulders automatically slump dejectedly, though he keeps his hand on the other's face, fighting off the urge to protest and complain. The alpha caught off guard at the warm tears dripping onto his palm and the warmth of the omega as he steps closer and closer, until their chests are aligned and Damian is cradled in a warm cocoon between the two.

Bruce's voice is small yet optimistic as he asks, "Can I? Can I be that omega?"

Surprisingly, Damian is silent this time, everyone holding their breaths as they wait for Clark's reaction.

Before Bruce can self doubt anymore, Clark lets out a happy shout and picks up the omega and swings him around, placing a tender first kiss onto the shy omega's lips. "You can...as long as I'm allowed to be your alpha in return?" Bruce feels overwhelmed at feeling so...loved and sniffles loudly, stretching up on his toes when Clark pulls away from their kiss, stunned at how addicted he is to the alpha's taste already. He nods his head quickly in answer to the other's question, "Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, C-Clark."

The alpha wipes away the omega's tears, hugging the man close to his chest and places a tender kiss to the man's forehead as he lets him cry.

Clark catches Damian teary eyed stare in the middle of making sure Bruce is okay, giving a gentle smile to the pup as he croons softly to the boy. "And you-" he bends down until he's face-to-face with the pup-"I promise that I'm not taking away your mom from you or the family. I...I hope to add on to the family he's built, not take away from you guys, and I hope that I can prove that to you and your siblings in due time."

Damian remains stubbornly curled up against Bruce, though he's not as stiff and weary as before, his little nose twitching as he sniffles and looks between Clark and his mother.

"M-Mommy—" Damian whines and clings onto Bruce's suit—"he...he isn't like father."

Bruce sucks in a sharp breath at the admission, nodding his head in agreement, "You're right. He's not your father...he won't hurt you, baby, or me." Damian nods his head softly and leaves it at that, dragging Bruce's hand up to his face so that he can smell at the scent glands on his wrist to be comforted.

Well, that worked out better than expected for Clark, he gives a hopeful smile to Bruce before they turn to the rest of their kids.

Richard smiles brightly and practically vibrates excitedly at the thought of having a dad (again), "Welcome to the family! Is it too early to invite you over for dinner?"

Barbara rolls her eyes good-naturedly as she carefully pushes the eldest to the side and nods her head in polite introduction, "Excuse the family dog, he hasn't had enough playtime today-" she smiles at the offended exclamation she gets from the alpha, waving him off when he tries to play fight her over it-"I'm Barbara and that's Richard...though I'm sure you knew that? I'm really sorry about what happened earlier...but, I'm glad you're one of us now."

Clark feels like crying even more at the beta's kind acceptance of him into the pack.

Cass steps forward next and waves excitedly, "I'm Cassandra; the favorite child, but don't tell anyone else that. I admit that I don't understand why you love us the way you do...not many of us will right now, but like Barbara said, I'm glad you're with us now instead of anywhere else. I'm glad we didn't scare you off...you're kind." Clark barely has time to respond to the small girl before Stephanie is barreling her way through her siblings, the blonde eyeing him carefully now that she knows for sure he's an alpha. "Most alphas we know personally have sucked, so I hope you really aren't one of those ones? You don't seem like it though, so welcome to the family, and let's learn to bug people together. You and me. That's our bonding time."

That was...blunt, but appreciated nonetheless. Clark just is happy at the fact she mentioned bonding with him.

Jason bites his lip when the older alpha looks at him, scratching his index nail against his jeans nervously from the attention. "Uh...I guess I'm sorry for the...overreaction, but I don't have good experiences with alphas." The nineteen-year-old finds himself blushing as he quickly spits out, "But thank you for not freaking out about it-" a quick pause-"I guess."

Clark smiles and softly reassures the boy that there's no need to be sorry, unaware to how Bruce is melting at the dad energy radiating from the man.

Everyone stares at Tim as he's the only one who hasn't said anything yet. Not that he's supposed to, of course, but it's making Bruce worry about it the boy is feeling neglected already...he knows the pup as abandonment issues, so change is often a scary thing for him. "Timmy, is everything okay?" Bruce questions softly, gently brushing away some hair from the alpha's eyes just to see what's going on in his head. The boy only stares up at Clark as though he's found something (or in this case, someone) amazing, the teen hugging his tablet to his chest as he exclaims in awe: "I can't believe Superman is our dad."

Clark's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates as he chokes on his spit, the Wayne family practically breaking their necks to look at him as the room descends into chaos, Stephanie loudly exclaiming.

"I guess #superbat is now trending!"

And that's how Superman found out he was in love with Batman and vice versa.

(Damian's bio parent in this is Ra's Al Ghul. If I would have a decent writing schedule, y'all would have understood that as it's in the separate Damian story I said I was writing. But, just a quick explanation for anyone who would be curious as to who the parent is.

Just know that this also isn't related to the 5+2 story I have in this series as well, as due to popular votes, the majority wanted Clark (in said 5+2) to be Damian's bio parent. So, this takes the route on what I would have done if I would have kept anyone else but Clark as his other bio parent.

Also, please don't ask me what I was thinking when writing this? I was confused on whether to add the crack tags or not, especially as I don't think this is so silly/odd to the point of me tagging that, however, I felt (personally) that the certain way I wrote things was leaning into that crack-ish territory (though I'm most likely wrong lol).

Also, also, I had so many cute endings planned and some reason went with that. I swear if y'all are mad at the ending, I can try fixing it XD, but I just felt the story reached a certain point of angst I didn't expect to have for this...so I made the ending a bit silly-stupid

You all are always so greatly appreciated! And know that I love and appreciate each and every single one of you for taking the time to read, comment and kudos. You all are the most amazing Valentine's a girl could ask for, thank you!

Please remember to stay safe, happy, healthy and of course lovely as always. 💛)

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babybearnation · 22 hours ago

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omega!arthur x alpha!male!reader hc?

also hope you're doing okay, love your work so much! 🫶🫶

you didn't specify smut or fluff so imma do both :]

omega!arthur leclerc x alpha!male!reader

smut under cut

fluffy:

arthur is somewhat of a very stereotypical omega in that he clings to your side like it's his full time job and refuses to let anyone else take his spot if possible

arthur is addicted to your scent and loves wrapping himself in layers of your clothes, inhaling as much of your scent as he can - he especially loves this when he's struggling with his emotions or he misses you

his scent is the smell of carnations and, because of this, you love gifting him carnations for birthdays and your anniversary and other occasions - it never fails to make him smile

isn't afraid to growl at other omegas who get too close including younger omegas who have no control over their impulses because they haven't fully matured yet

once growled at ollie and made him cry so you chastised him for it which resulted in him crying and then you had to spend ages both scenting him and comforting him with words

absolutely loves showing off his mating mark and will blabber and yap about you to anyone who will listen

doesn't take well to other alphas flirting with him because he knows he reeks of your scent and how dare they have the fucking audacity to try and pursue him after all that

has a not-so-secret obsession with taking younger betas under his wing and tutoring them in the ways of love and romance, totally forgetting that he's an omega and he has an omega allure on his side

smut (top!reader, bottom!arthur):

cw: mentions of breeding kink

even clingier than normal when he's in heat because he viciously hates the idea of someone else touching you or being near you when he's dying to get your cock in him

gets scentdrunk insanely quickly - during his heat, all it takes is at least one minute with his face buried in your scent gland and he's drunk, babbling and begging for you to knot him and breed him

due to his flowery scent, its not that difficult to sense exactly when his heat starts and when he orgasms - the smell floods every inch of the room and sometimes even the building you're in

will cry and growl and hiss at you if you don't fuck him the way he needs you to, sometimes he even scratches or bites at you before whimpering out apologies (he's just so sensitive

extra grouchy and snappy with omegas who get to close to you when he's in pre-heat because his brain gets uber-convinced that you'll abandon him for one of them even when you swear you won't

absolute slut post-heat, always willing to show off the marks that you gave him during his heat - he fucking loves walking around shirtless after it tbh (also expect many topless photos on his insta for up to a week after his heat)

makes so many betas furious because he just smells like both of you so much to the point that betas, who can normally avoid alpha & omega scents, cannot avoid yours or his after his heat passes and it pisses them off so much

willingly brags about your sex life to anyone who wants to hear about it and can often times be found educating younger omegas on how to please an alpha and how to have fun, yet safe, sex

#ᵔᴥᵔ fics #sir bear's sweetheart special #bear's inbox #bear's anons #arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc x male reader #al39 #al39 x reader #al39 x male reader #formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 x male reader #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x male reader #babybearnation

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acknowledge-reigns · 3 days ago

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Triple Threat | Jimmy Uso x Naomi x Black fem!OC | SMUT (18+!!!)

Description: Tatiana meets Jimmy and Naomi in person.

Chapter: 1/5

Face Claim: Arsema Thomas

Warnings: Dom/switch/sub dynamics, multiple partners, teasing, flirting, praise, nipple play, fingering, Daddy/Mommy kink, petnames, love bites/marking, begging, Edging.

This is the Jimmy and Naomi x Tatiana sequel to Swipe Right, Rivals With Benefits, Kiss It Better, Baddie and The Beast and The Nanny. As always my stories are NOT about real people and does not reflect their character. This is very much an 18+ BDSM based romance with some comedy thrown in there. If kink content isn't for you, please scroll. You have been warned. MDNI!!!

My masterlist can be found here.

Word count: 3,357

Taglist: @acute-crashout-jeyuso @lov3rla03

Tatiana takes a deep breath as she enters the restaurant, her heart pounding in her chest.

She spots Jimmy and Naomi waiting for her at a table and takes a moment to compose herself before approaching them. At least I'm not being catfished she thinks to herself. KinkStar had tons of protections against that anyhow.

She smiles nervously as she approaches the table. "Hey guys," she says, her voice betraying her anxiety. "I hope I'm not too late."

"Not at all," Jimmy says, standing up to greet her. He gives her a warm smile, trying to put her at ease.

Naomi stands up as well, giving her a friendly wave. "It's so good to finally meet you in person!"

Tatiana relaxes slightly as she sees the genuine warmth in their expressions.

"It's great to meet you both too," she says, taking a seat at the table. "I've been looking forward to this for a while."

They all settle in and order their drinks, making small talk as they wait for their food to arrive.

"So," Jimmy says, leaning forward with a curious expression. "Tell us about yourself, Tatiana. What's your story?"

"I'm a private investigator," she says, her voice taking on a more confident tone. "I work for my older brother, who's also a PI. We mostly deal with cheating spouses and missing persons cases. But it's kind of a mixed bag."

Jimmy's eyebrows raise in surprise. "Wow, that's a pretty interesting job. Do you enjoy it?"

She nods, a small smile on her face. "Yeah, I do. It's not always easy work, but I enjoy the challenge of solving mysteries and helping people find closure."

"I can imagine," Naomi says, leaning forward in interest. "What is the most interesting case you've worked on?"

Tatiana hesitates for a moment, her eyes darting between Jimmy and Naomi.

"Actually," she says slowly, "I hope this doesn't change anything but you know the PI Kiley hired to dig up Amanda's skeletons? that's me."

"Oh. Small world." Naomi says.

"Kiley, Myra and I went to school together." Tatiana states sipping her water.

"Really?" Jimmy says, his eyes widening in surprise. "You went to school with them?" He exchanges a look with Naomi, clearly caught off guard by this revelation.

"Yeah," Tatiana says, her voice a bit hesitant. "I know it might be a little awkward since Amanda stuck around and worked things out with Solo, but I promise I didn't tell Kiley anything untrue. I was just doing my job."

"No need to explain yourself to us.You got Amanda's unqualified ass away from my niece and nephew. That's great in my book." Jimmy says cracking a charming smile.

"What he means to say is, that doesn't change anything. We still wanna see where things go with you." Naomi said.

Tatiana visibly relaxes, a weight lifting off her shoulders.

"I'm glad to hear that," she says, smiling gratefully at them. "I wasn't sure how you would react to finding out about my connection to the situation."

As they continue chatting and enjoying their meal, the conversation gradually shifts to their relationship dynamic.

"So, I guess we should talk about what we all want from this," Jimmy says, taking a sip of his drink.

Tatiana nods, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves at the prospect of discussing such a.. intimate topic.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea," she says, setting her fork down and focusing her attention on the conversation.

Naomi looks between the two of them, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"I think it's important to be honest about our desires and boundaries," she says. "That way, we can all be on the same page and make sure everyone's needs are met."

"Exactly," Jimmy agrees, reaching out to take Tatiana's hand. "We want to make sure you're comfortable and happy with everything we do."

Tatiana feels a warmth spread through her at his touch, and she can't help but smile.

"I appreciate that," she says softly. "I'm definitely open to exploring different aspects of this dynamic, but I want to make sure we're all comfortable and that we communicate clearly."

"Of course," Naomi says, reaching out to place her hand on top of theirs. "We'll check in regularly and make sure everyone is on the same page. We want to make this a healthy and mutually fulfilling experience."

Jimmy nods in agreement, his eyes filled with sincerity.

"Absolutely," he says. "We're all in this together, and we'll make sure we have open and honest communication at all times."

"So, how will this operate?" Tatiana asks, curiosity getting the better of her. "I mean like, you both are my Doms?"

"That's right," Jimmy says, looking at Naomi with a fond smile. "Naomi is a switch, so she can be dominant or submissive depending on the situation. Submissive to me. Dominant to you."

Tatiana nods, taking in this new information.

"That's interesting," she says, her mind already trying to imagine the different dynamics they could explore. "And what about you, Big Jim? Are you always dominant?"

Jimmy grins mischievously. "Oh, I'm always dominant," he says with a confident smirk. "But I do have a bit of a playful side."

Tatiana can't help but feel a shiver of excitement at his words. She knows he's the dominant one in this relationship, but the idea of his playful side adds a new layer of intrigue. "I look forward to exploring that side of you," she says, a hint of playfulness in her own voice.

Naomi chuckles, clearly amused by the exchange between Jimmy and Tatiana. "Just be careful," she teases. "His playful side can get you into all kinds of trouble."

Jimmy smirks at Naomi, clearly enjoying her comment. "You make it sound like a bad thing," he says, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Naomi rolls her eyes playfully, but there's a hint of excitement in her gaze. "Oh, I'm not complaining," she says. "I've enjoyed more than my fair share of trouble with you."

Jimmy grins wider, clearly satisfied with her response. "And I love getting you into trouble," he says, his voice low and sultry.

Tatiana watches their banter with growing interest, feeling a bit like a voyeur as they tease each other. She can tell that there's a deep intimacy and understanding between the two of them, and it makes her feel a little envious.

But at the same time, it also excites her. The idea of being a part of that dynamic, of experiencing that level of intimacy with both of them, sends a thrill through her body.

Tatiana had always been a bit curious about the kinkier side of life, but she had never had the opportunity or the partners to explore it. So, when she found herself in this situation, chatting with Jimmy and Naomi via KinkStar, she had done her research.

She spent hours reading articles, watching videos, and talking to others in the community. She wanted to make sure she was knowledgeable and prepared for whatever this relationship would bring.

The conversation continues as they all chat and get to know each other better.

They talk about their interests, limits, and preferences, trying to get a sense of what works for each of them and what they want to explore together.

As they talk, the chemistry between them grows stronger. Tatiana finds herself growing more comfortable with them, and she can tell that they're both drawn to her in their own way.

As they reach the end of their conversation, Naomi suggests that they establish a safeword.

"It's important to have a way for us to communicate if things get too intense or if we want to stop," she explains. "It's a way to make sure everyone is safe and respected."

Tatiana nods in agreement, realizing the importance of having a safeword.

"That makes sense," she says. "What do you both usually use as a safeword?"

Jimmy thinks for a moment before speaking up. "We usually use 'red' as our safeword," he says. "It's simple and easy to remember, but it's also serious. It's not something we'd say unless we really need to stop."

Naomi nods in agreement, adding her own thoughts. "And if we can't speak, we can tap three times as a nonverbal safeword," she says. "It's a good way to communicate if our mouths are otherwise occupied."

Tatiana can feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the idea of having a nonverbal safeword. The thought of being unable to speak, of being so vulnerable and dependent on her Doms, sends a thrill through her body.

"Okay," she says, her voice slightly shaky. "I can remember that."

Jimmy and Naomi both notice her nervousness and exchange a knowing look.

"Hey, don't be nervous," Jimmy says gently, reaching out to take her hand. "We'll take things slow and make sure you're comfortable the whole time."

Naomi nods in agreement, her expression soft and reassuring.

"Exactly," she says. "We're here to take care of you and make sure you enjoy yourself. Your comfort and safety are our top priorities."

Tatiana feels a wave of gratitude wash over her as she looks at the two of them. Their kindness and reassurance make her feel more at ease, and she knows that she's in good hands.

"Thank you," she says softly, squeezing Jimmy's hand and then Naomi's.

Jimmy smiles and squeezes her hand back, while Naomi reaches out to gently stroke her hair.

"You're welcome," they both say in unison, their voices filled with affection and warmth.

As they arrive at Jimmy and Naomi's house, Tatiana can't help but be impressed by its size and elegance. It's clear that they have money and good taste.

They lead her inside, closing the door behind them and guiding her through the spacious rooms.

They take her into the living room, which is tastefully decorated with plush couches, a large flat screen TV, and a comfortable looking leather armchair. The room is bathed in warm lighting, making it feel cozy and inviting.

They motion for her to sit down on the couch, and she does so, feeling a bit out of place in the luxurious surroundings. But at the same time, there's something comforting about being in their space, surrounded by their things.

Jimmy and Naomi sit down on either side of her, their bodies close but not quite touching. They both turn to face her, their eyes roaming over her body with a mixture of appreciation and hunger.

Naomi reaches out and gently tucks a strand of hair behind Tatiana's ear, her fingers brushing against her skin.

"You look so beautiful," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry.

Jimmy nods in agreement, his eyes never leaving her face.

"She's gorgeous," he says, his voice husky with desire. "We're so lucky to have you here with us."

Tatiana feels her cheeks heat up at their words, feeling both flattered and a little shy. She's not used to being the center of attention like this, and it's a heady feeling.

She looks between them, her eyes darting from one to the other as she tries to keep up with the intensity of their gazes.

Jimmy leans in closer, his hand moving to rest on her thigh. His touch is firm but gentle, his fingers tracing slow circles on her skin.

"We have so many plans for you," he whispers, his breath warm against her ear. "So many ways we want to make you ours."

Naomi moves in on her other side, pressing her body against Tatiana's and wrapping an arm around her waist. She nuzzles her neck, her lips brushing against her skin in a soft kiss.

"We're going to take our time with you," she murmurs. "We're going to explore every inch of your body, and we're going to make you feel things you've never felt before."

Tatiana shivers at their words, her body already responding to their touch and their promises. She can feel her heart racing in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

"I-I'm yours," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm all yours."

Jimmy and Naomi both smile, clearly pleased with her submission. They exchange a knowing look over her head, silently communicating their intentions.

Jimmy's hand moves higher up her thigh, his fingers slipping under the hem of her dress. Naomi's hand slides up her stomach, coming to rest just below her chest.

"Good girl," Jimmy says, his voice low and commanding. "You're already doing so well for us."

Tatiana's breath hitches as Jimmy's hand slides further up her thigh, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin. Naomi's hand moves higher as well, her thumb tracing circles around her navel.

She can feel their touch like a brand on her skin, marking her as theirs. She arches her back slightly, pressing herself against them, desperate for more.

Jimmy lets out a low chuckle, his hand continuing its slow ascent up her thigh.

"Eager, are we?" he teases, his fingers brushing against the edge of her panties.

Naomi smirks, her hand moving to cup her breast through her shirt.

"Patience, babygirl." she says, her voice firm. "We'll give you what you need, but you have to be patient and let us take our time."

"You remember the Safeword?" Jimmy asked, getting a nod in response.

"Repeat it for us" Naomi commanded.

"Red" Tatiana obeyed.

"Good girl. Keep being patient for us." Jimmy hums. Tatiana whimpers at their words, torn between wanting to give in to her desire and obeying their commands. She forces herself to stay still, her body trembling with need as Jimmy's hand hovers just above her panties, her dress hard been discarded at some point earlier but she was so in the moment she barely remembered shedding it.

Naomi gives her breast a gentle squeeze, her fingers toying with her nipple.

Tatiana knows that in this moment, Jimmy is her Daddy and Naomi is her Mommy. She doesn't know when the titles were decided, but it feels right. It feels natural to submit to them, to give herself over to their care and guidance.

She looks up at them with wide, pleading eyes, her body aching for their touch.

"Daddy...Mommy..." she whispers, the words falling from her lips so naturally and beautifully.

Jimmy's eyes darken with pleasure at the sound of her calling him Daddy. He rewards her with a soft squeeze of her thigh, his fingers finally slipping beneath the waistband of her panties, pulling the aside.

Naomi smiles at her as well, her hand moving to cradle her chin. "That's right, babygirl," she coos. "You're our good girl, and we're going to take such good care of you."

Jimmy's fingers slip between her folds, gently exploring her slickness. He lets out a low hum of approval as he feels how wet she is. "Look at how ready you are for us," he says, his voice filled with lust. "You're so responsive, babygirl. You love being our little toy, don't you?"

Tatiana nods frantically, her eyes fluttering closed as she struggles to keep herself together.

"Yes, Daddy," she moans, her body trembling as his fingers circle her clit. "I love it. I love being your toy."

Jimmy smirks, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on her. He begins to rub her clit in slow, firm circles, applying just the right amount of pressure to make her squirm.

Naomi watches them both with a hungry gaze, her hand drifting down to her own thigh.

As Jimmy continues to tease her clit, Tatiana can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge. She can feel the pleasure building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing moment.

She lets out a needy whine, her hips bucking against Jimmy's hand.

"Please, Daddy..." she begs. "Please let me come..."

Jimmy chuckles darkly, clearly enjoying her desperation. He slows the movement of his fingers, denying her the release she so desperately craves.

"Not yet, babygirl," he says, his voice firm but affectionate. "You need to earn it. Be a good girl and show us how much you want it."

Tatiana whimpers again, her body aching with need. She wants nothing more than to come, but she knows she has to obey. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself and do as Daddy says.

She looks up at him with pleading eyes, her voice shaking as she speaks. "Please, Mommy...Daddy...I'll be good. I'll do anything you want."

Naomi smirks at Tatiana's plea, clearly enjoying the show. She moves in closer, her lips trailing a path of kisses along Tatiana's jawline before moving down to her neck.

Jimmy watches as Naomi begins to suck and nibble on Tatiana's neck, leaving marks on her delicate skin. He continues to tease her clit, but now he slips a finger inside her, slowly pumping it in and out.

Jimmy and Naomi work together to strip Tatiana of her lacy bra and panties, their movements slow and deliberate. they both let out appreciative moans.

Naomi runs her hands over Tatiana's body, her touch possessive and hungry.

"You're so beautiful," she whispers, her voice filled with awe.

Jimmy nods in agreement, his eyes roaming over her body with obvious desire.

"Our perfect little doll," he says, his fingers plunging back into her wetness.

Naomi smirks again as she moves down Tatiana's body, her lips leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. She reaches Tatiana's breasts, and she doesn't waste any time before taking one of her nipples into her mouth.

She sucks and licks at the sensitive bud, her tongue flicking against it teasingly. At the same time, Jimmy increases the pace of his fingers, pumping them in and out of her pussy with a firm, steady rhythm.

Tatiana moans and writhes beneath their ministrations, the combined sensations of Naomi's mouth on her breasts and Jimmy's fingers inside her making her head spin.

She arches her back, pushing her chest further into Naomi's mouth, silently begging for more.

Naomi obliges, switching to the other breast and giving it the same attention. She nibbles and sucks at the sensitive flesh, her teeth scraping lightly against the nipple.

Jimmy adds a second finger to her pussy, stretching her wider and pushing her closer to the edge. He curls his fingers upwards, hitting her sweet spot with every thrust.

Tatiana's moans become more frantic, her body trembling with need. She's so close to the edge now, her pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.

She reaches down, tangling her fingers in Jimmy's hair and pulling him closer to her. She can feel his hot breath against her skin, his fingers moving inside her with a slick, wet sound.

"Please...please..." she begs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need to come...please let me come, Daddy..."

Jimmy chuckles, clearly enjoying the fact that she's so desperate to come. He slows his fingers again, denying her the release she so desperately craves.

"You want to come, babygirl?" he asks, his voice teasing. "Then you have to ask Mommy for permission."

Tatiana's eyes flutter open and she looks at Naomi, who has moved away from her breasts and is now watching her with a smirk.

"Please, Mommy..." she whispers, her voice shaking. "Please let me come. I need it so badly..."

Naomi smiles, clearly enjoying the sight of Tatiana begging for her permission. She reaches out and gently strokes her cheek.

"That's a good girl," she says softly. "Asking so nicely. You've been so good for us, I think you deserve a reward."

Naomi looks at Jimmy, who nods in agreement. He begins to move his fingers faster again, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

"Go ahead, babygirl," Naomi says. "Come for us. Show us how good you feel."

Tatiana cries out as her orgasm washes over her, her body trembling and convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes through her.

Jimmy continues to pump his fingers inside her, helping her ride out the high. Fuck. This was going to be one wild ride. Tatiana could get used to this.

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**NEW CHARACTERS**

Aaron Pierre = Devon

Keke Palmer = Cara.

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